Storyteller of the Wei Dynasty

Fold a paper fan and put on a green shirt; The purple clay pot made the whole house swoon in admiration. When Lu Li opened his eyes, he had become a scholar in the Wei Dynasty. This world has both the brilliance of great masters and great masters, and also the chaos and turmoil of conquests for years. Outside, there are also monsters, barbarians, foreign invasions, and countless strange people and strange things. The contention of a hundred schools of thought is no longer an academic thought, but a practice method that can be turned into strength, and every kind of scholar can enter the level. Lu Li discovered that he was being invaded by evil spirits just a few days after traveling through time. He had no choice but to become a storyteller in Wen Yue Tower. Enter the ranks of a forgotten novelist to protect yourself. But I didn't expect that there would be no Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio or the Four Great Classics in this world. Every story he told was a unique one, which would be coveted by Heaven and could be rewarded with magical powers. Speaking of "Er Lang Saves His Mother", he obtained Yang Jian's natal supernatural power, the Heavenly Eye, and angrily killed evil spirits in his dream. When I woke up, the evil spirits appeared in the sky and disappeared, but there was a sixth secret realm in the world, the Peach Mountain Secret Realm. The stories he told actually had a huge impact on the world! Lu Li: "Don't ask, don't ask. I'm really not a big shot, I'm just a storyteller!" Everyone: "No! You're not!"