Fantasy: Storytelling Covers the Sky, the Saint Falls in Love

After Han Lian entered the city, many people saw Han Lian, their eyes lit up, and they came forward to greet him with a smile.

Seeing this, he also smiled and responded, nodding constantly.

Now he is quite influential in this city, and it is important to maintain his image.

After a cup of tea, the two came to the inn.

Although the shopkeeper said that there were no guest rooms, everything was done under Han Lian's request.

After having such a person around him, he was really relieved. He practiced the sky-covering method when he had nothing to do.

During this period, the new owner of Dongling Mansion came to visit, and after a few words, he was sent away.

In a blink of an eye, a day passed quickly.

The next morning, after Han Lian had breakfast, he opened the panel idly, and his eyes could not help but condense slightly.

On the panel, at least twenty light spots of light blue have appeared.

You must know that Han Lian's current cultivation has reached the butterfly transformation realm.

Twenty butterfly transformations appeared in one place at the same time, if they were quiet, it would be fine.

But if something really happens, it will be difficult to maintain it with the official power of a prefecture.

It is said to be worry-free, but it is not worry-free at all.

It seems that we need an opportunity to restrain their behavior.

Otherwise, if something happens, others will not remember them, and the first person to think of them will be me.

Thinking of this, he no longer had the heart to continue wandering here, and hurried back to the inn....Outside the Dongling Mansion, a sedan chair was driven in the air. When it was several miles outside the city, it slowly landed and in the blink of an eye, it was in a pocket.

When the spiritual light faded, two women wearing bamboo hats and jade veils covering their faces appeared on the ground.

One of them took a deep breath, patted her chest in fear, and said in a delicate voice:"Princess, you have been reading all the way and didn't help Xiaolan. I am almost out of spiritual energy."

"Ah, yes, yes, isn't this book so good?"

The woman responded subconsciously after hearing this.

But after she finished speaking, she seemed to remember something and quickly pressed the mouth of the girl next to her:"Xiao Lan, didn't I tell you that we should keep a low profile when we go out? You should call me 'Miss'." After she finished speaking, she saw the other party nodding repeatedly, and she also let go of her hand and continued to look at the book in her hand.

On the cover of the book, the three words"The Legend of the Heavenly Lord" were printed.

"Princess...Oh, young lady, you have read this book several times."

Xiaolan saw her princess laughing again, and she leaned over to look at the words on it, which looked like ghost paintings. She immediately turned bitter.

She knew how to read, but she couldn't recognize all of them.

For her, it was undoubtedly quite distressing to have a story that she could read but stumbled.

Even if she had heard all of them, she still couldn't match them up and didn't recognize each other.

"Your head is full of roast chicken, roast goose and meat buns, and you can't even recognize all the words," she glanced at her maid, and saw that she was looking down and continuing to flip through the book in her hand, and said to herself:"You don't understand what kind of vision a person who can write such a book would have. The fact that he talked about the genius of Luoyu Realm alone is enough to make this gentleman famous, not to mention that the story is so exciting.

Moreover, this princess also wants to see what kind of abilities these people who can be compared with my name have.

You must know that I am a genius who can be ranked among the top three in the royal family of my Xunfeng Dynasty.

This generation of genius is not simple."

The maid next to her was stunned when she heard this, and then murmured:"Miss, didn't you say that we were bored and sneaked out to listen to Mr. Han's storytelling? Why is Prince Yun here too?"

"Of course I heard it out. I heard that Mr. Han's appearance is not even comparable to that of the beauties in my father's harem."

She stood there, with a plump figure and a graceful temperament, but when she opened her mouth, she laughed"hehehehe"

"It is true that we sneaked out to listen to the book, but I wanted to see what Mr. Han looked like."

"Miss..."

"Okay, stop asking questions. Just buy whatever you want to eat this time. I won’t take care of you!"...Scenes like the one just now are constantly being played out in Dongling Mansion.

Zen masters, beggars, foreign barbarians, or Taoists with handsome faces.

People of all kinds are gathering here.

Dongling Mansion was newly established, and originally people entering and leaving were monitored, but with the issuance of an order, the entire city gate was already empty.

The merchants in the city seemed to have received some news and vacated the large area where Han Lian was telling stories. Even if the business was originally good, only a few businesses were left, such as food, clothing, and housing.

Han Lian stood in front of the window, feeling the breeze, watching the people coming and going on the street, and occasionally a gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes.

A few of the people who were able to rush to Dongling Mansion during this period came because they were confident that they, or the geniuses in their sect, could be rated as Tianjiao.

As for the majority, they came here to join in the fun.

After all, Han Lian's talk about Tianjiao had already been heard a long time ago, and as long as the news spread, there would be no fear that no one would come.

As the saying goes, the world is bustling, all for profit; the world is bustling, all for profit.

And this name is also a kind of profit.

Even if it is not for fame, for the sake of the general trend, one should go for it.

After all, Han Lian himself said that this kind of fame contains a certain general trend, which is a manifestation of the will of the Falling Feather Realm itself.

If one can go with the flow in this general trend, as long as he does not die halfway, his achievements are naturally not to be underestimated.

He is not just talking nonsense, after all, he is a guest in the book, this novel���Book flipper.

It's okay for him to talk about something that can be confirmed in the later plot, right?

Just when Han Lian was distracted, there was a slight fluctuation in the city.

Han Lian looked intently and saw two celestial phenomena rising from the ground. Although they seemed a little illusory, they were already solid.

After they appeared, Han Lian recognized their origins at a glance, and a flash of realization flashed in his eyes.

"Dongyou Sect's celestial phenomenon of the river, Jiejiang Sect's celestial phenomenon of the river, if it were them, it wouldn't be strange."

These two sects are both located in the Yingdang River, a tributary of Xiangting Lake. The two sects' principles and inheritances are all incompatible.

But because both have produced great masters of the Purple Mansion Realm, and there are no great masters in the sect now, they often fight, and often fight each other over a disagreement.

But if it were normal, it would be fine in a place where he couldn't see it.

But where is this place?

This is Dongling Mansion!

In other words, this is his, Han Lian's territory!

He raised his hand to stop it, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was beneath his status, so he sent a message to Wu Changqing.

In just three or two breaths, the two celestial phenomena suddenly disappeared, and then reappeared more than ten miles outside the city, shattered.

"Donglingfu City prohibits the use of weapons. Violators are not allowed to enter the city!"