Xuanhuan: Storytelling In Shrouding The Heavens, The Saint Is Moved

With Han Lian's words so far, he only felt that his mind was exhausted.

After thinking for a while, he found that the pause here was just right, and he stopped talking immediately, picked up the tea cup beside him, and took a sip.

Suddenly, he was slightly taken aback: on the map in front of him, at some point, a series of blue light spots appeared, and dozens of cyan light spots appeared.

Although there are not many, but the blue light points are carefully counted, and there are even hands.

Every blue light point represents a great monk in the butterfly transformation realm, and he cannot be allowed to be vigilant.

You must know that when he was telling the story, his system map was never closed. At that time, there were only more than ten cyan light spots!

If it was said that these butterfly monks appeared one by one, it would be good to say, but if they suddenly appeared like this, no one could be sure whether there would be something tricky... And at this moment, because Han Lian stopped talking. , the various scenes that were born in their minds disappeared in an instant, making them gradually come back to their senses.

Looking at Han Lian on the high platform, he couldn't help complaining: "Mr. Han, is this gone?"

"Mr. Han, now this is on the rise, but I don't want you to stop like this!"

"Mr. Han stopped like this, thinking about it, he won't talk about it again today.

Hey, pity me for the next three days, I can only use alcohol to relieve my worries. "

"Why are you worried?"

"I'll tell you half of this story, don't you worry?"

"That's right, I'm one of my drinking friends."

"..."

"..."

Han Lian listened to this movement and just smiled and surrendered.

He 'Sa' closed the jade folding fan in his hand and patted it with a smile: "Everyone, today's storytelling, Han has talked about it here, everyone, don't complain, after all, "The Legend of Covering the Sky" is long."

After hearing Han Lian's words, the complaints of the listeners subsided a little.

At this moment, the listener seemed to have thought of something, and asked, "Mr. Han, you once talked about the arrogance of our Luoyu Realm before, and also said that Cao Yuanliang said it was not.

It's been a few days now, when will you talk about it again, the arrogance of our fallen feather world?

I remember that you are going to rank the contemporary talents of Luoyu Realm. "

As soon as the listener opened his mouth, many listeners had sharp eyes, and they stopped complaining about why they didn't say "The Legend of Covering the Sky", and immediately asked together.

Seeing this, Han Lian raised his hands, suppressed the words, and said with a smile, "Someone Han naturally remembers what you said.

But if I say it now, I'm afraid it's not the time.

After all, this ranking is not something I can decide in just a few words.

After I finish the line, I still need them to see the real chapter.

Don't be in a hurry, think about it, it should be soon. "

After listening to Han Lian's words, the listeners were silent for a while, and then they immediately exploded the pot.

After listening to a lot of books, they naturally understood the meaning of Han Lian's words: those arrogant figures in Luoyu Realm, I am afraid that they will all gather in this small Lingnan mansion!

Although they had heard what Han Lian said about the "contest of the general trend" before, they were mostly confused and only understood that it was a big event.

But they didn't expect that it would be so lively.

What a big melon!

When Han Lian saw that the audience began to get excited again, and found that the number of blue light spots on the map had not decreased, he felt a little bad feeling in his heart, so he suppressed everyone's voices and said: " Since today's storytelling has ended, everyone please leave, after all, I am afraid that there will be other things to happen here."

When the words came out, the voices of the listeners became quieter, and a little suspicious look flashed in their eyes.

"What happened?"

At this moment, among the audience, eight tyrannical breaths emerged, and in the horrified eyes of the audience, they slowly volleyed into the air and stood around the Han Lian Teahouse, commanding a commanding height.

They ignored the listeners below and looked at Han Lian with a cold tone: "Han Lian, Mr. Han, our Zongnei Zen Master Lianqing has gone out of the customs, knowing that you are talking about "Zhitian Zhuan", after discussing Tianjiao, we will teach you about the gods It's been a long time, I want to invite you to go to the sect to tell a story, I wonder if you can?"

Although this sentence has the word "please", it does not mean to invite at all.

And its figure is condescending, and at a glance, you can see what kind of mind is.

"Master Lianqing?"

Han Lian ignored them, and after hearing the name, a little gleam flashed in his eyes, and he was suddenly stunned.

Originally in this book, the plot direction he did not expect suddenly appeared in his mind.

Although the other party was rude, but as a decent storyteller, he naturally couldn't lose his courtesy, so he smiled and hugged his fans and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but I still have a lot of listeners here, so naturally I can't give up for one person. They go."

As soon as these words came out, even though these listeners were holding back their anger in their hearts, they silently shouted ok.

At the same time, they were worried about Han Lian in their hearts.

Because more than one cultivator has said that Mr. Han, like them, is a mortal person, so disobeying the big man in the sect, I am afraid that something will happen... As they expected, the leader heard this, There was blood in his eyes, and his hands clasped together: "Since this is the case, we can only sacrifice them to Brahma."

The voice fell, and a layer of black mist shrouded him beside him, and the sky was covered by his whistling, and a low groan sounded in their ears.

"Black Lotus Dafa, save the suffering..."

Not only that, the black lotus sect celestial cultivator, who was already on the periphery of the crowd, also began to use methods to block the surrounding area.

"Black Lotus Sect!"

"They are the Black Lotus Sect of the evil demon!"

Hearing this voice, all the listeners panicked at once, looking at the black fog that filled the sky, they couldn't help but feel a little desperate.

The Black Lotus Sect of the Demonic Demon is one of the few sects of the devious way that also attack ordinary people. If they do not make a move, they will kill the city!

Black Lotus Sect... Leng Hanchan had already noticed when those cultivators appeared, and after discovering that there were actually eight great cultivators in the butterfly realm, his expression suddenly became solemn.

Because so many butterfly cultivators appeared, there must be more advanced cultivators behind them.

The Zen Master Lianqing in their mouths, according to the information of Hanshan Palace, is the realm of Tongyou.

Seeing that they were going to attack Han Lian, Leng Hanchan couldn't bear it.

But just when she was willing to reveal her identity and wanted to help, Han Lian immediately did it.

Without the slightest sloppiness, after understanding the identities of these people, Han Lian looked at the black mist in the sky, and Han Lian's mind moved slightly, and an illusory celestial image rose from the ground.

The celestial phenomenon condensed by the chaotic body, the sun and the moon survey the sky!

boom!

The sky appeared, the sun was terrifying, and the moon was shining brightly. Under the circulation of two extreme forces, all the pressures were resolved in one fell swoop.

He walked forward and reached the edge of the high platform of the tea house. He raised his head slightly to look at the Butterfly cultivator of the Black Lotus Sect in the sky, and raised his brows slightly: "My listeners, are you also able to move?"