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

As the morning approached, the door of the teahouse was pushed open by Feng Xiu's avatar.

He walked over casually, with a fritter in his mouth, humming a little tune, as if he was leisurely.

He inadvertently glanced at the top of the stand, but he saw Han Lian above, and he was surprised.

With the doubts in his heart, he didn't dare to make too many movements, he just quietly searched out of the private room and entered, already starting to think about it.

Because he knew that when things went wrong, there must be demons, and then something big should happen.

Gradually, the audience came to the teahouse from all directions, and they began to speak freely, but after seeing Han Lian sitting on the stand, they all fell silent.

In the silent restaurant, anyone who came in felt a little weird.

In the entire teahouse, a certain suppressed emotion was gradually brewing, as if unaware.

But when the audience was already full, Han Lian suddenly opened his eyes.

What kind of eyes were those eyes, and the anger mixed in them made anyone's heart skip a beat.

He stood up slowly, his figure standing tall and straight like a mountain.

He opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn't say anything and sighed.

Hearing this sigh, the listeners panicked even more.

Because they don't even know what's going on.

Han Lian felt that it was difficult to speak, and after taking a deep breath, his expression became solemn.

"Today, although Han is still talking about the book, he has to tell one more thing before telling the book.

Just yesterday, a barbarian attacked and killed the Mianshan Pass in the south of Tiannan Road.

The city was broken, and more than 1,213,000 living beings in the city were slaughtered. The only incarnation of the ancient ancestor of the giant spirit in the city was destroyed.

The cause of this matter is actually the war between my human race and the alien race, and even...my fault.

Now that our human race has defeated the alien race, Han personally went to the front line and cut off an arm of the man-eating barbarian master.

In addition, before destroying its only incarnation, it is possible that there is no cause and effect.

This matter has already happened and cannot be changed.

The cause and effect of these millions of living beings, Han is willing to bear it, and will wipe out the barbarians, and the hatred in my heart! "

He spoke calmly, word by word, as if describing something ordinary.

But the killing intent in it made all the listeners hold their breath, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe.

He took a deep breath and continued:

"Ancestor Huafeng guarded the border area, and now he has fallen, I am sentimental.

Before telling the story, I want to delay you for a little time and mourn this life, so that it can be left on the history books for future generations to pay tribute. "

After he finished speaking, a listener looked straight, stood up, and bowed his hands to Han Lian.

"The anonymous monk of the Southern Heaven Sect has seen Master Han!

Although Master Han said it, senior Huafeng died because of my human race. Even if my Southern Heaven Sect is sad, it is still a relief, and I should cast a golden body to offer incense.

Even if Master Han doesn't say anything, I'll ask Mr. Han to tell me! "

After hearing this, many listeners also got up, and their words were generally the same.

Han Lian was stunned, took a deep breath, and said:

"If Han is offended, he will talk about this person's life. If there is anything wrong... just keep it!"

When all the listeners sat down, he also looked positive and entered the state.

"The ancestor of Huafeng was born 1,900 years ago.

At that time, the catastrophe had just passed, and it was during the war.

His father was forcibly recruited into the army to fight with the barbarians, leaving his mother to raise him, and the life was hard.

After her mother gave birth to this son, she named it Wu Angelica, and she had the hope of Angelica.

But in those days, too many mundane people died. When he was three years old, there was still no news of his father, and it seemed that he died.

However, there was no rice at home, and the mother and son could not find life. In order to let Wu Danggui live, her mother sold herself into the flower and willow field to support him. "

"When he was young, this one often cuddled in his mother's arms and asked his father all kinds of things.

But the answer is always the same.

Your father, who protected us from far away, was a hero.

how far?

It is so far away that it is difficult to walk with both feet, and only when it turns into a gust of wind can it be found. "

"Wu Danggui didn't understand what these meant when he was young, but he tried his best to nod his head in response, saying that one day, he would turn into that gust of wind and find his father and mother members.

These days were a bit hard, but he didn't realize it was hard, and he was already ten years old in the blink of an eye. "

"Tiannan Road itself is under the command of the Southern Tianzong.

After they beat back the barbarians and defended the border town, they began to count the dead.

In the end, the cultivators of Nantianzong entered the small town and informed their mother and son of the news, saying that Wu Danggui's father had meritorious deeds, and he was able to get 30 taels of gold and 100 taels of silver.

If there are future generations who are willing to practice, they can enter the Southern Heaven Sect or its affiliated sects and become monks.

After her mother heard the news, she was stunned for a while. Although she knew that she had no hope of life after ten years of not returning, but when she heard it, it was a different state of mind.

She entered the Yanliu Land by herself to support her own children, and she was most worried about her own children.

Now that she knows that her child can become a monk no matter how bad it is, she has nothing to worry about, and she threw herself into the well in a blink of an eye. "

And Wu Danggui, a ten-year-old child, was stunned when he saw this scene, and he was at a loss for a while.

Seeing this, the Nantian Sect cultivator let out a long sigh and led him into the sect.

From that day on, he gave up his name and changed his name to 'Hua Feng'.

His aptitude is not high, he is barely average, not above or below, but he has a heart of cultivation and can endure hardships.

The celestial phenomenon 'Moving Demon Wind', which has been cultivated in the sect within a thousand years, is no more than the number of hands, and it is even more so that he refines his own blood and reshapes his aptitude.

Not only that, but he was like the Zen monk, imprinting the magic pattern of wind cultivation into his bones, practicing the magic of the magic path, and he went a long way on this path, far surpassing the monks of the same generation, and won a place in the realm of celestial phenomena. Nirvana Great Venerable received his disciples and taught him a method, and he was already extremely strong in the same realm, and there were few rivals.

On the way of cultivation, he is not only ruthless to himself, but even more ruthless to the enemy.

In his spare time, he rarely went out, and every time he came out of the cave, he must enter the city gate to kill the barbarians.

By the time he was promoted to the Purple Mansion, he had already killed more than a thousand barbarian monks.

These more than a thousand barbarians, not considered strong or weak, are all beheaded in the same realm, or reversed.

And he also has a preference. If he catches a live barbarian, he likes to cut it alive. If he is beheaded, he will definitely keep its head and cast a landscape.