God-level spiritual power spread along with Wang Ran's voice. People at the door of the tavern fell into a trance, staring at Wang Ran blankly, motionless.
The strange behavior of these people soon attracted the attention of others.
"Look, why are they standing at the door and not going in?"
"Zhao Laoliu! Are you stupid?"
"Immortal drunk?"
"This pub was destroyed, so why did it open in a new location today?"
"Hey! There's someone telling a story in there!"
"Let's go take a look too!"
More and more people gathered at the entrance of Xianrenzui.
As soon as they stepped into the range of influence of Wang Ran's mental power, they fell into a trance, standing still and not moving, and did not respond no matter how the outside world called out to them.
In an instant, the crowd gathered at the entrance of Xianrenzui blocked the road.
"What are you doing here?"
“Get out of the way!”
"Don't get in the way of me walking!"
Some people tried to push away these dazed people, but they either walked into Wang Ran's mental range and fell into trance as well, or were pushed away by an invisible force.
Passersby soon realized something was wrong.
They either stood on tiptoe or jumped onto the nearby courtyard wall, and each of them stretched their necks to look inside.
But the threshold of Xianrenzui was full of people.
No outside view could penetrate at all, and only the leisurely storytelling voices could be heard.
"Before the chaos, heaven and earth were in turmoil, and the vastness was invisible to all."
"Since Pangu broke through the chaos of the universe, the world has been clear and turbid."
"… "
Half an hour passed in a flash.
Bang!
The crisp sound of the wake-up stick awakened all the dazed people. They looked ahead in confusion, not knowing what was happening for a moment.
"How do you know what will happen next?" Wang Ran said leisurely, "Stay tuned for the next chapter!"
The door of Xianrenzui closed automatically.
An invisible force pushed away everyone in front of the door.
“Hahahahahaha!”
Suddenly someone looked up and laughed wildly.
This person was none other than the Jiange servant from before. This was the second time he listened to Wang Ran’s storytelling. As he had experience, he hurriedly checked his body as soon as he woke up.
He found that all the hidden diseases in his body had disappeared, and even the congestion in his meridians caused by taking the elixir had been unblocked!
In this way, he can easily break into the next realm.
The road to martial arts is unobstructed!
Other people who benefited from it also gradually noticed changes in their bodies. Some of them had their physiques strengthened, some had their old injuries healed, and some had their insight improved...
"Hey, this, this! What's going on?"
"I can see it clearly!"
“I feel full of strength in my body!”
"My hidden injury has healed!"
"What happened?"
"It's the storytelling! It must be because of the storytelling!"
"… "
Wang Ran ignored the noise outside the door because he was thinking about how to do things more perfectly.
"My energy is limited, and I can't give everyone the same treatment." Wang Ran pondered, "So there must be different levels, and we must ensure that the people who benefit from each storytelling are the most suitable people."
Wang Ran thought of the ancient novels he had read before.
He waved his hand and all the tables and chairs in the tavern flew up.
When mental power reaches the level of a god, it has an effect close to telekinesis, and can be used to move small objects such as tables and chairs without any burden.
A few seconds later, the table and chairs fell to the ground again.
With Wang Ran as the center, the tables and chairs are divided into three rings.
The innermost circle has only four tables and eight chairs. People sitting in this position are closest to Wang Ran. They will receive targeted care and gain the most benefits from the storytelling.
There are twelve tables and forty-eight chairs in the outer ring. People sitting here can receive equal care and gain some benefits from the storytelling.
There are thirty-two tables and one hundred and twenty-eight chairs in the outermost ring. This is the worst location. Sitting here can only bring a little benefit, which is better than nothing.
Wang Ran nodded with satisfaction.
In this way, he can concentrate on training eight strong men.
From now on, let these eight strong men eliminate the evil god's convert, so that he doesn't have to do it himself.
After all, he has already entered the level of gods, and his target is the evil god. He is not on the same level as the evil god's converts. If he takes action against the evil god's converts, he will lower his own status.
It's also a good opportunity to help this world train a group of strong people.
He thought for a few seconds and then said loudly: "I am a banished immortal who has come to this world. I cannot bear to see the demons wreaking havoc on the world!"
"I will start telling stories today!"
"Within seven days, the story will be told once in the morning and once in the evening. Anyone who listens to the wonderful music will gain something!"
His voice floated outside the tavern, immediately causing a stir.
At this moment, the people outside the tavern have already realized the changes in themselves. After hearing Wang Ran's words, how could they not understand where these changes came from
"Seats are limited! First come, first served!"
Wang Ran said slowly.
You have to fight for a seat based on your strength. Only if you are strong enough will you be qualified to sit closest to him and get the most benefits.
To cultivate strong people, we must cultivate promising talents.
The upper limit of power in this world is very low, and aptitude has little impact on strength. Weak strength is often due to laziness, which is like a hopeless case.
"Limited seating?"
As soon as these words were spoken, someone outside immediately sat down at the door of the tavern.
Not leaving!
The benefits they gained from the book listening session just now were worth decades or even hundreds of years of hard work. Now even if someone forced them to leave with a knife, they would rather die than obey.
Night falls quietly.
Jiange Market is an important place in the martial arts world, gathering the eyes and ears of many forces.
The strange story about the Immortal Drunk spread quickly.
"It's true! Have you verified it?"
"It's confirmed!"
"Okay! I will go and see it myself tomorrow!"
"… "
"A banished immortal descended to the world?"
“What a big mouth!”
"Go and see what he's capable of!"
"… "
"Elder, a big thing happened in our market!"
"Absolutely true!"
"Please make sure you go!"
"… "
Time flies and it is already the next morning.
The streets outside Xianrenzui were already crowded with people. Some came to listen to storytelling, and some came to join in the fun. They surrounded Xianrenzui in three layers.
Squeak—
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the door of Xianrenzui slowly opened.
But people didn't flock in.
Because a terrible pressure descended from the sky and landed heavily on their shoulders, shaking their blood and making them unable to move forward.
Everyone was shocked.
After the word spread overnight, many well-known masters came to Xianrenzui.
For example, the second in command of Hanlin Village, Red Knife Master, although he is a bandit, his strength is only slightly inferior to the chief disciples of various factions, and he has quite a bad reputation in the martial arts world.
Another example is Zheng Fei, the leader of Jiange's inner sect. Although he is still some distance away from being the chief disciple of Jiange, he has no problem killing his way in and out among ordinary martial artists.
But at this moment they were all trembling under this pressure.
They feel as small as ants.
As long as the person sitting in the Immortal's Drunkenness looked at them, they would be shattered into pieces.
"There are only one hundred and eighty-four seats."
A word floated out from the door.
The pressure gradually eased, and after about half an incense stick of time, the first person who could move appeared.
"Everyone, I'll go first!"
He raised his foot with difficulty and stepped into the threshold of Xianrenzui.
Everyone looked sideways.
Because this man is called Wu Yuan, and he sells noodles in the market. He usually doesn't show off his abilities, but unexpectedly, he is stronger than the Red Blade Master, the second in command of Hanlin Village, and Zheng Fei, the leader of Jiange.
"Wu Yuan!" Zheng Fei gritted his teeth and said, "With such ability, what are you doing lurking in my Jiange Market?"
Wu Yuan did not answer.
As soon as he stepped into Xianrenzui, he felt the invisible pressure on his body disappear. He walked easily to Wang Ran, bowed deeply to Wang Ran, and then sat down at the table in the inner ring.
There is a pot of hot tea on the table.
He just took a sip of the tea and felt refreshed all over.
He picked up the teapot, not caring about the heat, and drank from the spout, with a look of surprise in his eyes.
The effect of the tea was more powerful than any elixir he had ever taken. It easily opened up several blocked meridians for him, causing his strength to surge several times!
"Immortal! Please accept my worship again!"
Another half incense stick of time passed, and the Red Knife Man and Zheng Fei broke free from the shackles of mental pressure one after another and crossed the threshold of the Immortal Drunkenness.
"Immortal!"
They bowed to Wang Ran respectfully.
Wang Ran stroked the cat silently and waved his hand without raising his head.
The Red Knife Man and Zheng Fei each occupied a table in the inner circle, and soon discovered the secret of the tea on the table. Like Wu Yuan, they each drank a pot.
"Wu Yuan, you are definitely not an unknown person!"
"Who are you?"
Zheng Fei asked with a fearful look on his face.
Wu Yuan remained silent, as if he didn't hear anything.
The Red Swordsman said with a smile: "Zheng Fei, what is your strength? What is the strength of this senior? I advise you not to make yourself look bad!"
Wu Yuan is at least at the level of the chief disciples of each sect, and may even be slightly better.
Zheng Fei said angrily: "Red Knife Man, there are many people who want to destroy your Hanlin Village recently. You'd better be careful."
The Red Blade Master stiffened his neck and said, "There are many people who want to destroy our Hanlin Village, but unfortunately they dare not act because my eldest brother is invincible!"
Zheng Fei laughed and said, "You named yourself the world and claim to be invincible! If being shameless can kill people, then your elder brother is indeed invincible!"
The two men started arguing in the pub.
“Meow—”
The orange cat raised his eyelids and glared at them in dissatisfaction.
What are you arguing about
If you keep making noise, I will give you some cat shock...
A murderous aura was blowing in my face.
The Red Knife Man and Zheng Fei were so frightened that their hair stood on end and cold sweat broke out. They couldn't utter a word for a moment.
This cat! So scary!
Xianrenzui suddenly became quiet, with only the faint sound of Wang Ran's fingers stroking the cat's fur.
As time passed, the spiritual pressure outside Xianrenzui became weaker and weaker, and more and more people walked into Xianrenzui.
There were fewer and fewer empty seats in the hall until finally all the seats were filled.
Wang Ran said softly, "We are full! Close the door!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the door of Xianrenzui closed automatically and all the people in front of the door were pushed away.
"Continue from last time!"
"The secret of the perfect combination of exoteric and esoteric teachings is truly wonderful, but unfortunately there is no one to explain it to you when cultivating your nature and life."
"Everyone is full of energy and spirit, so keep it safe and don't let it leak out."
"… "
Two hours later, the door of Xianrenzui opened again.
One hundred and eighty-four people came out, emitting a captivating aura, and each of them was like a living master.
"I have reached the Grandmaster level just by listening to a storytelling show. All my years of training have really been a waste of effort!"
"It's so easy to become a Grandmaster!"
"Hahaha! Let's see who dares to shit and pee on my head!"
The one hundred and eighty-four people who listened to the storytelling had all entered the realm of Grandmaster, and their strength was equal to that of the elders of various sects. Once this news spread, it immediately caused a sensation in the martial arts world.