I'm not a god anymore

The biting cold wind howled across the streets of Zhuxian Town, stirring up a few withered leaves.

The ragged beggar leaned on the corner of the street, weakly watching the passers-by, and from time to time squeezed out a hoarse whisper.

"Okay, sir, I haven't eaten for three days..."

It's just that his feeble begging, not to mention being ignored by passers-by, even the beggar himself thought it was perfunctory.

Located in the southern border of Xiong Kingdom, Zhuxian Town is rumored to be a big town that existed in ancient times, but it has long since fallen.

The streets and alleys that were said to have shed countless divine blood were just old and dilapidated, with no trace of glory in sight.

But today's Zhuxian Town is unusually lively.

All kinds of people filled the old city, and the accents from all over the world kept echoing in the beggar's ears.

But the beggar is not actually a local, he escaped from there.

Originally, he lived in Mingxin Village, about a hundred miles away from Zhuxian Town.But not long ago there was a fight between demons passing by, and during the fight, the two demons destroyed the Monument of the King of People that protected the village.

Although the two big monsters didn't start killing in the village, they drove away with the monster wind while fighting.

But without the blessing of Renwangbei, the village will never be safe again.

The villagers fled in all directions and left Mingxin Village.

He had no relatives, friends or acquaintances to turn to, so he came to Zhuxian Town, more than 100 miles away from his home, and became a beggar to earn a living.

And according to the rules of the beggars, he shouldn't come to this Street of Falling Souls where he is now.

This Street of Meteor Soul is the most bustling and bustling street in Zhuxian Town, and the city also expressly prohibits beggars from appearing here, to prevent the stinking beggars in ragged clothes from inadvertently bumping into a dignitary.

But today's beggars broke this rule and came alone.

Because according to the rumors, the big man from the capital will hold a big banquet here today to entertain practitioners from all over the world, and recruit enthusiastic practitioners from the people to go out of the city to kill demons.

In the past six months, demons have ravaged the southern part of the Xiong Country, and countless villages like Mingxin Village have been destroyed.

The dignitaries in the capital also sensed the chaos in the southern border, and finally tried their best to rectify it.

As far as the beggar is concerned, he really wants to witness the holding of this grand event.

Although he is not a practitioner and cannot go to subdue demons and exterminate demons, but as a mortal whose village was destroyed by demons, at least he wants to see the feats of practitioners participating in the grand meeting and preparing to eliminate demons.

Before coming, the beggar is ready to be driven away.

But when he arrived at Meteor Street, he found that no one came to chase him away.

When the guards in armor patrolling the streets saw him, they all turned a blind eye and never came up to make trouble.

At first the beggar was a little surprised, but after waiting for a long time, he realized that there were quite a few ragged people like him in the crowd.

Among them were a few people who were obviously practitioners with magic weapons on their backs. Their bodies were dirty and their clothes were tattered, and they looked even more like beggars than him.

Being on Meteor Soul Street, the patrol guards probably also regarded him as a practitioner who came to participate in the conference, so they didn't drive him away.

Realizing this, the beggar became much more courageous.

He left the original position and moved the broken beggar bowl to the side of the Fuyu Building in the middle of Yuhun Street.

This is the main venue for today's conference, and top practitioners are eligible to enter to meet the big man from the capital.

Outside the Fuyu Tower, dozens of tables of banquets were set up to entertain the practitioners who came to attend the meeting.Later, the big shots will come out to deal with many practitioners and give everyone face.

On the long street, a high platform was set up, and a troupe was invited to sing and perform, and both sides of the street were filled with a variety of food and drinks, all of which were free for practitioners to take.

If there is still a need, you can even directly call the patrolling guards and ask them.

However, although the beggars managed to get in, they didn't dare to provoke the guards, let alone touch the delicacies on both sides of the street.

Although he was interested in the grand event outside the Fuyu Tower, he only dared to sit in the corner and listen with his ears, not daring to get close to see it.

But just sitting in the corner and listening to the chats among the practitioners, listening to the miraculous experiences of subjugating demons and eliminating demons, and going up and down, he is already very satisfied.

And gradually, the beggar understood many things.

It turned out that the monsters that have been raging in the southern border for the past six months did not appear out of thin air, but escaped from further south.

Practitioners say that at the other end of the barren and dead land in the south, there is a place called Huotongguo.

That country is different from the bears. They don't respect their ancestors, they don't worship the king, but they believe in some kind of fire god. Even the lord of a country is not the emperor, but the lord of the country.

There is no court, no civil and military officials.

The whole country is governed by a group of wizards who are busy worshiping Vulcan every day.

And the lord of Huotong Kingdom is the biggest and most pious wizard...

All kinds of weird things mentioned by the practitioners made the beggar stare.

And at this moment, the performance on the stage just ended, and a storyteller came on stage to talk and sing.

The storyteller, whom the beggar had met, was Hu Mingyi. He could read and write, but his talent was not high.On weekdays, I am entertained by storytelling in major restaurants and inns in Zhuxian Town, earning a little money for tea.

But because he can talk about all kinds of weird things about the world, monsters and ghosts, and the love of children, he can cater to the audience's interest on any occasion, and even the women in the Goulan like to listen to his storytelling.

So this Hu Yi is quite famous in Zhuxian Town.

It is not surprising that he was invited to today's event.However, in the past, Hu Yi's storytelling was all about what he liked. Today there are so many practitioners present... Could it be that he wants to tell some stories about practitioners?

In the corner, the beggar was very curious.

And on the high platform, the storyteller in a long gown coughed lightly, smiled and said the opening speech to everyone below, and then he really wanted to tell a story about cultivation.

"What I'm going to tell you today is the story of a wolf god sword pouring down the sky to destroy demons and hundreds of millions of demons in all directions..."

Hu Yi's voice was up and down.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the whole long street fell silent.

In an instant, all eyes on the long street turned to him.

Those cultivators who were talking, doing things, and eating, even though they were far away on the other side of the long street, all tacitly let go of what they were doing, and turned their heads to look at him.

The scene that hundreds of pairs of eyes looked at at the same time shocked Hu Yi, and the cold sweat broke out on his back in an instant.

Those present are all high-ranking practitioners...

Could it be that the story he told was a taboo among practitioners?

Otherwise, why do all these practitioners have this reaction?

Chapter 352 The Legend of the Wolf God

Hu Yi was stunned by the strange reactions of the practitioners.

He is an ordinary person, how can he provoke these practitioners!

And offending practitioners... and offending hundreds of practitioners at the same time.

Such a thing, just thinking about it, makes Hu Yi's scalp tingle.

Just when Hu Yi was frightened and thinking about whether he should change the subject and tell another story, a little boy's voice suddenly sounded in the crowd.

"What is the story of the wolf god?"

The little boy's curious voice was not too loud, but it sounded very clearly in the dead and silent street.

Hu Yi looked over and found that it was a little boy sitting on the side of the road, about five or six years old, looking at him curiously and expectantly.

Wait for him to tell the story.

And next to the little boy, sat a girl who was about the same age as him and had a similar face, who should be his older sister.

Seeing that everyone was looking over, the girl quickly slapped the little boy on the head and said, "Wuyou! Don't talk nonsense!"

And next to the two little dolls, a man and a woman, sat a man in white.

Behind the man stood a little girl about ten years old.But this female doll has cold eyes, hair as white as snow, and two furry wolf ears on the top of her head, and a dark blue ancient sword on her back.

At first glance, he is not an ordinary person.

Seeing the little girl scolding his younger brother, the man in white chuckled, raised his cup and took a sip of tea, and said, "You don't have to worry about naughty words...Go on, go on..."

The man in white had a friendly smile and an extraordinary bearing.

Just sitting there gave people an extraordinary feeling, and he was separated from most practitioners on the street in an instant.

After the man spoke, the voices of several practitioners rang out from the crowd.

"Go on, we also want to hear the story of this wolf god."

"That's right, listen to the legend of the wolf god who exterminates demons..."

The tone of the practitioners seems to have known this legend for a long time.

But when the atmosphere eased, and everyone asked him to speak, Hu Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly went down the donkey, and began to say that the wolf god of Hanyu Mountain slays demons and exterminates demons, scaring countless demons in Huotong and fleeing in embarrassment , The story of the collapse of the Quartet.

It's just that Hu Yi is nervous now, and his words are becoming more cautious.Many modifiers and plots that were exaggerated for the effect of the program were changed by him on the spot.

He told a story that should have been exciting, which he had arranged for a long time, in a straightforward manner without passion at all.

But even so, Hu Yi's story obviously attracted all the practitioners present.

In front of the Fuyu Tower, the expressions of those practitioners became more and more dignified, and they gradually became fascinated by what they heard.Even the doors and windows of the Fuyu Tower were opened one after another, and the big shots inside seemed to be listening, but no one spoke.

Hu Yi, the storyteller, was the only one left in the huge Street of Meteor Soul, and his voice kept ringing.

Seeing that everyone was gradually immersed in the story, while Hu Yi was a little proud, his tone was also a little excited.

"...The power of that sword, the sword energy spans three thousand miles, and the sword light sweeps across the sky, scaring countless demons on the earth to flee..."

"...the so-called Heavenly Evil Venerable, what a conceited and powerful existence, bid farewell to the Wan Yao Mozun, and wanted to set up an array to entrap the wolf god alone, but he didn't know that if he left, he would never return, and there would be no Heavenly Evil Venerable in the world anymore. figure..."

"...Outside of Yanjing City, the might of the menacing evil spirit can cover the nine heavens and shake the earth. If Yanjing City hadn't received the metaphor of the wolf god, it would have been on guard in advance, otherwise today's group of demons attacking the city would definitely cause life to be burned, causing countless deaths and injuries ..."

"...Since then, the wolf god has returned to Hanyu Mountain, closed the mountain gate again, and no visitors from the secular world have been seen. But in the country of Huotong, the demons have fled, and there are no more evil spirits."

Outside the Fuyu Building, the storyteller in a long gown sighed a long time, slapped the table hard, and said.

"This is exactly—an order to kill all evils with lightning from the sky, and to suppress the world with a half-mouthed ancient sword!"

Snapped--

The Xingmu in Mr. Storyteller's hand slapped heavily on the table, awakening many practitioners who were intoxicated in the story, and at the same time attracted many surprised and confused eyes.

Inside the Fuyu Tower, someone asked in surprise the city lord of Zhuxian Town beside him.

"This storyteller...could it be a foreigner from the south?"

The Lord of Zhuxian City, Nan Gonghao, quickly asked around, and then replied: "Old Lie, this storyteller's surname is Hu Mingyi, and he is a local resident of Zhuxian Town. He has never been to a foreign country to the south."

"This story may be based on his hearsay and processing. Although it is wonderful, Hu Yi said that the book is interesting, and it is precisely because of this that he was invited here."

Nangong Hao answered in this way, but the middle-aged man called Lie Lao laughed and said, "It's heard? That's not necessarily the case."

"Although the story told by Mr. Hu is exaggerated, many of the details are beyond the imagination of ordinary people. There must be a real practitioner telling him this story."

After the old man finished speaking, there was a questioning voice from a practitioner outside.

"Wu Na storyteller! What you said is so true. Could it be that the process of the wolf god of Hanyu Mountain's killing and extermination of demons that you said with your own eyes was not successful? Did you just come from the south?"

"That's right! Storyteller, you are a mortal, how do you know more than us?"

The practitioners asked one after another, and Hu Yi on the high platform quickly cupped his hands and apologized, and said, "Be at ease, everyone, this matter is actually simple. Hu Yi is indeed a mortal, and he has never left the gate of Zhuxian Town in his life. How about a chance to witness the wolf god eliminating demons with his own eyes?"

"The main reason is that I met an expert from the south in Zhuxian Town not long ago. The expert asked me about things, and said that he didn't bring any money, so he told me some stories about the south as a reward."

"The villain has just learned about the various deeds of the wolf god of Hanyu Mountain," Hu Yidao: "According to the expert, these are all news from the south, and many of them are his own exclusive gossip. I don't even know."

Hu Yi's words made the elder Lie in Fuyu Tower look curious.

From the south... an expert?Knowing such details, could it be that he is a master wizard from Huotong Kingdom?

And Lie Lao didn't wait too long, someone outside immediately asked.

"Did you ask the name of that expert?"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Hu Yi shook his head and said: "Of course villains dare not ask for the name of an expert, but that expert is open-minded. He told me that his name is Aotianxing."

"Proud of the world, proud of the sky and walking alone."

"He also said that the reason why he knew so many stories about wolf gods was that he planned to fight with the wolf gods in Hanyu Mountain to prove his strength, but he didn't expect that the wolf gods were no longer in Hanyushan."

"So he went all the way north to find the wolf god."

"He also said that it won't be long before I hear his name resounding throughout the Xiong Kingdom. At that time, he will come back to me and let me tell his story to the world."