What is a first-class savior?

"Have you heard that many people have been promoted to masters after listening to a storytelling in Jiangefang City!"

"Your news is too outdated! I knew it a long time ago!"

"The fairy who listened to the storytelling is drunk, the seat is very particular, and those who are close have been promoted to the Grand Master. He punched down and broke the road!"

"Really, can we go and listen?"

"It's late!"

"Immortal Drunken has a total of 184 positions, all won by strength. If you went to listen last time, you still have a chance to squeeze in this time, but now can you beat the Grandmaster?"

Jiange is the center of the rivers and lakes in this world.

It didn't take half a day for what happened in Jiangefang City to spread the news, and the story of Pingshu's promotion to Grand Master was spread among all the major forces in Jianghu in the blink of an eye.

All of a sudden, many masters rushed towards Jiangefang City.

Those who received the news last time but did not come to listen to the storytelling all regretted it, including some elders of Jiange.

Jiangefang City was right under their feet, and they were the first to learn about storytelling, but at that time they didn't believe that listening to storytelling would be of much help to their strength.

Believe it now, but it's too late.

Most of them have not touched the threshold of the master realm, and the qualifications to listen to storytelling are linked to their strength, so they are destined to miss out on storytelling.

After all, the 184 people who listened to storytelling in the last wave were all promoted to Grandmaster.

"This is so unfair!"

Someone was outraged.

"Those like us who got the news late, or accidentally missed the first time, don't they have no chance at all?"

Wang Ran originally planned that each person could only listen to storytelling once.

But when he thought about it carefully, the converts of the evil gods should not be underestimated. People in this world can't improve their strength by listening to the storytelling just once.

So he canceled the limit on the number of times he listened to books.

But he also knew that the level of power in this world was too low. After the first batch of people who listened to storytelling got benefits, they almost blocked the way for the people behind.

this is not good.

He is the savior, and he only came here for three things.

fair!

fair!

It's still his meow. It's a joke.

"The first batch of people who listened to the book were mixed, and there were even professional robbers among them. It would not do any good for the world to make the bad guys stronger."

"The next time we start a lecture, we have to carefully screen the candidates."

The day passed in a flash.

In the blink of an eye, it was time for the second lecture, and the outside of Xianrenzui was crowded with people, and they were not qualified to stand on the street at the entrance of Xianrenzui unless they were the master.

"I'm the head of the Xiakongshan sect, please give me a thin face so that my disciples and I can stand in front."

"Where did Xiaomenxiaopai come from? Go away!"

"Those who haven't reached the master level consciously stand outside, you are too weak, even if you open the door, you can't grab the position."

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Immortal Drunken and others shook their heads.

There are too many masters and experts present, ordinary masters can only sit on the wall and wait.

Only the heads of the various sects and the elders of the Supreme Beings, who not only have advanced cultivation bases, but also have a lot of helpers, can stand in the first row of the crowd, waiting for the immortal to open the door.

When the time came, a huge coercion descended from the sky, crushing everyone immobile.

Squeak——

The door of Xianrenzui opened automatically, and a few words floated out from inside.

"The rules have changed from today on."

"Only people with a good temperament can enter the door, and some seats are reserved for newcomers who have never heard of storytelling."

Between the words, the intensity of coercion dropped rapidly.

The headmen standing in the first row gradually had room to breathe. They took a big gulp of air and struggled to advance against the coercion, with bead-sized beads of sweat constantly oozing from their foreheads.

After half a stick of incense, a certain little-known head of a small sect walked into Immortal Drunk first.

His face was full of surprise.

The reason why he was the first to walk into the Immortal Drunk was not because he was the strongest, but because he was squeezed against the wall and could support the wall when he walked into the Immortal Drunk.

Trembling, he came to Wang Ran, bowed to Wang Ran, and sat down at one of the four tables closest to Wang Ran.

He took a deep breath and smelled the aroma of the teapot.

"This is."

With brilliant eyes, he picked up the teapot and poured it into his mouth.

ton ton ton ton

Drank it down!

He opened his arms, his sleeves were bulging like blowing, and there was a strong sharpness between his brows and eyes.

"Great Master! Hahahahaha!"

When the heads of the Immortal Drunk were heard, their eyes were tearing apart, and they couldn't care less about their appearance, they crawled into the Immortal Drunk and rushed to the position close to Wang Ran.

"Step aside!"

"You should get out of the way!"

"Heavenly Sword!"

"Great Jade Sealing God Palm!"

"Get out of here!"

"This position is mine!"

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On weekdays, the incomparably solemn heads fought in Xianren Zuili, but they did not dare to damage the tables and chairs in Xianren Drunken in consideration of Wang Ran's existence.

Immortal drunk people outside the eye-opener.

Wang Ran glanced at the masters while stroking the cat.

He said indifferently: "It's good to be aggressive, but you must also be measured. If you break anything in the Immortal's Drunk, the two people who are fighting will get out together!"

As he spoke, he threw out the two guys who had been beaten with sword energy so that sawdust flew across.

The movement in Immortal's Drunk suddenly became much quieter.

"Sit down and be safe!"

he said again.

Now the heads stopped fighting, and they all got up and rushed towards Wang Ran, occupying the four tables closest to Wang Ran at once.

Sit down and be at ease.

The heads who didn't grab the seats didn't dare to do anything, so they could only sit down at the second table with a look of resentment.

More and more people are getting drunk.

At the same time, there were quite a few people standing at the door of Xianrenzui, with their arms stretched into Xianrenzui, but their feet couldn't get in.

They howled loudly.

"Immortal! Please let me in!"

"Although I kill and set fire, I am a good person, my brothers can prove it!"

"Immortal! Look at me!"

"I've been obedient since I was a child! As long as you let me in, Immortal, you can tell me to do anything!"

Wang Ran ignored them.

He has an orange cat that can read minds, who is a good person and who is not, as soon as the orange cat wags its tail, he will know.

But he is more interested in the "immortal" in these populations.

This world has its own language system. The so-called Immortals and Banished Immortals are his own translations. In the context of this world, they correspond to strong men who can shatter the void.

Equivalent to gods.

Only the gods can break through the space and enter the world sea.

Wang Ran was actually a little curious.

There are legends about Shattered Void in this world, which means that gods were born a long time ago, but I don’t know why they are so stretched now, the so-called great master’s single attribute is less than one thousand.

A little nutrient solution can make the eyes of people in this world glow green.

After the evil god convert is eliminated, if there is still extra time, he can investigate this matter and see what happened in this world, which has become the barren appearance it is today.

In fact, he discovered that the world of Anna was the same.

That world has the footprints of angels, and it should have been a rich and powerful world in the past, but I don’t know what happened, and then I can only take out a few hundred Mora coins to ask someone to save me.

It stands to reason that the world can absorb energy and matter from the world sea to continuously grow itself, and as time goes by, it will only become stronger and stronger.

But Wang Ran has encountered two declining worlds.

He wondered what happened to this declining world, and if he could find out why, he might be able to prevent the same thing from happening on Earth.

After a while, the seats in Xianrenzui were full.

All the people who hadn't grabbed their seats were pushed out by an invisible force, and the gate of Immortal Drunk was closed immediately.

Snapped!

Wang Ran calmly patted Eye-catching.

"The book is next!"

"Sun Houzi was tricked into becoming the prime minister. He was originally full of ambitions, but when he first heard that he was just a horse breeder, he felt a gap in his heart, and when there was a gap, there was also a disaster."

Everyone in the hall fell into a trance amidst the sound of storytelling, and a stretch of Heavenly Palace and a vivid and rebellious monkey appeared in front of them.

Time passed quietly until Wang Ran slapped Xingmu again.

Snapped!

Everyone woke up from the trance.

Wang Ran said calmly: "That's the end of this storytelling, everyone please go back."

The gate of Immortal Drunk opened automatically.

The door was crowded with people.

Although people outside the door can't get any benefits from storytelling, they can hear Wang Ran's voice and share the story of "Journey to the West" with the people in Xianrenzui.

The people in Immortal Drunk were in a trance amidst the sound of storytelling, so they were the ones who knew better what Wang Ran was talking about.

People in Immortal Drunk walked out one after another.

"Fairy."

Not everyone went out, but a small group of people gathered beside Wang Ran.

"May I ask where you are from?"

"Have you ever heard of my family's ancestor, Master Jian Chi?"

The head of the Jiange Pavilion with white hair and beard asked.

Wang Ran squinted at him: "Your patriarch shattered the void? When?"

The head of Jiange said cautiously: "Not only my patriarch, but also my patriarch's wife and children have been shattered into the void, but the time cannot be tested, and we younger generations don't know the exact time."

Wang Ran was surprised: "What do you mean untestable?"

Sects with a long history will generally record major events in their own sect, and there will be no major events in history, but they don't know when and how it happened.

Unless experienced turmoil, resulting in the loss of relevant records.

The head of Jiange hesitated and said: "I don't know why, the records of past events in the sect are very confusing. Many things have been recorded more than ten times, and the time of each time is different."

Wang Ran was slightly taken aback.

"So are we."

"Is this also the case in Jiange?"

"Ours is messed up too."

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The heads said in a hurry.

Wang Ran raised his eyebrows.

If only the records of the Jiange family were in confusion, it might be that someone maliciously falsified the records, but so many sects said that they had encountered such a situation, there must be something hidden behind it.

Wang Ran was lost in thought.

The same event was recorded more than a dozen times at different times. Either there was a problem with the event itself, or there was a problem with the person who recorded it.

If both of these are fine.

That is.

Time problem?