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

Seeing the expressions of Guan Cangchen and the two of them, Han Lian had already guessed their plans and laughed without saying a word.

But when he thought of those inquiries just now, he also sighed silently in the bottom of his heart.

These questions, it is not that there is no more suitable method, but those methods are impossible to say.

Now that there are more thunder tribulations, although the gate of the Purple Mansion has not yet been opened and stepped into it, Han Lian can clearly feel that this side of the world's perception of himself is becoming clear.

That kind of perception is not a side effect, it is the rules of constructing certain order in heaven and earth!

These rules seem to be unfettered and free, but Han Lian knows that it is entirely because of this world that he wants to lead himself to a "desperate road".

Because of his easier variables, there are already too many.

Although his strength is getting stronger and stronger, he can avoid these variables to a certain extent, but if the will of the Heavenly Dao on this side wants to count on you, it will be really troublesome.

No wonder the Will of the Heavens, after all, it has long since perished, and the Will of the Heavens today is just a defective product reborn on the wreckage.

He is afraid of repeating the same mistakes, and naturally he doesn't like any changes other than heaven's secrets.

After they knew the question they asked, the whole person's mood was also much better, and soon, the dishes were brought up. Although it was just a small stir-fry at home, they also ate happily.

It seems that the realm of Nirvana Great Venerable has already been able to avoid eating five grains and six millets, but in order to follow the customs of the countryside, naturally they still eat them.

If you say that you are a little unhappy, I am afraid that only the puppet body is Yun Konglie.

With all the organs and parts of his body, he could not drink tea or eat food. He could only imagine the taste of watching others eating dryly.

Han Lian took a brief taste of these meals, and when the tea in front of him was empty, he found a reason to resign and leave.

The cultivator was enlightened, and naturally knew that Han Lian was not used to such occasions. After getting to know a few words, he let Han Lian leave.

He returned to the guest room in a rather embarrassed manner, laid down a large letter and lay down comfortably, only feeling a lot more at ease.

After all, it is only at this time that oneself is the most relaxed state, and does not need to be bound by the opinions of others.

Feeling the surging aura in his body, Han Lian thought for a while, but suppressed it.

He could vaguely feel that if he burned his own spiritual energy, he would naturally be able to open the door to the Purple Mansion.

But that state was not what he wanted.

After the next storytelling, save the ten consecutive draws of gold, and then make some plans.

It's too early to think about it now.

Although it was only a few days before this, but in the past few days, I don't know how many years I have caught up with others.

Just when Han Lian looked at Ding, he suddenly opened his eyes.

He raised his eyes and looked into the distance, as if through the window, he could see a very distant place.

The next moment, a raging aura erupted from there, Han Lian didn't hesitate, and he disappeared from the bed as he turned around.

....Dongling Mansion, above the city tower.

When Han Lian stood up, he realized that most of the entire city gate had collapsed.

In the ruins, there is still a breath, which faintly makes him feel a little familiar.

He looked up and saw an old man with his hands on his back standing above the sky.

At this moment, the other party is looking up at Han Lian, and his expression is a little surprised.

He couldn't see through Han Lian's realm. In his eyes, the other party was like an ordinary person without cultivation.

But this is obviously just a joke, can ordinary people escape faster than he can move space?

At this moment, there was a little noise under the ruins, the gravel was suddenly lifted, and a figure slowly climbed out of it.

On his body, he could perceive a fairly obvious demonic energy, and light blue scales covered his entire body.

Today, his body is stained with large tracts of blood, but looking at the old man in the air, his eyes are still full of fighting intent.

He walked in front of Han Lian to block him, and between his hands, a light blue dagger was raised by him and rang around him.

"Mr. Han step back, this old guy is a cultivator of Zifu..."

When Han Lian heard the other person's words, he instantly remembered who this person was, and he interrupted him before he finished speaking.

"Shen Lang?"

He was a little surprised to see the other party's current appearance, sensed the breath of the secluded realm, raised his hand and touched the other party's Linjia, and he knew it in his heart.

"Swap the keels and reshape the golden body. It seems that you have already achieved the method of symbiotically controlling the beasts."

He was amazed, and between words, he had already passed the other person's figure and came to him.

Looking up at the old man in the sky, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand and press his neck.

"Someone Han is used to talking about books. I have always been standing at a high place and looking at people, and someone is standing on top of my head. I'm really not used to it..."

He paused for a moment, his aura suddenly burst out, and he smashed at the opponent with the glazed treasure seal.

"Don't you know that someone in Han's Dongling Mansion prohibits swordsmen!"

hum!

The Colored Glass Treasure Seal was nurtured by Han Lian for a long time, and there were few times when it was able to breathe, but now it was sacrificed by Han Lian, but when he saw it rising in the wind, it turned into more than a few feet in a blink of an eye, and went to suppress the old man.

The old man had a solemn expression from the beginning, but when he saw such a fierce spirit soldier, his expression changed slightly.

But he saw that he suddenly raised his hand, and starlight appeared on the palm of his hand, and pointed at the colored glaze seal.

'Point the star finger! 'boom!

In between, the glazed treasure seal trembled slightly, without the slightest slump, and continued to suppress it downwards.

The old man seemed to have received some kind of backlash, his body trembled slightly, and he was hit by the glazed treasure seal and fell to the ground, smashing a big deep pit.

After one hit, the Liuli Baoyin turned into the size of a fist in a blink of an eye, and flew back to Han Lian's side in a circle, as if asking for credit.

Han Lian didn't care about him, just looked in front of him.

After a few breaths, when the old man climbed out of the pit, his face was disheveled and his clothes were in disarray.

He opened his mouth to say something, but his throat was sweet and he vomited a big mouthful of blood instead.

"Dianxingzhi, your Excellency is Dianxingzi? What is that, Cao Yuanliang's master?"

Han Lian looked at the other person's appearance, touched his chin, and said casually.

At this time, Shen Lang, the psychic dagger still circulated around him, but the action of his shot was like a freeze.

On his face, shocked, stunned, and puzzled expressions appeared one by one, and turned into a daze.

"Who am I? Where am I? What happened?"

He felt that he had lived with a blue dragon in his nine-death life, and after successfully controlling it, he could barely escape under the master of the Zifujing in a secluded realm by virtue of his own physique.

In his own opinion, his current strength is already quite shocking to the world.

But who would have thought that he was already determined to fight to the death, and then... everything ended like this?

"It's nothing more than winning the king and losing the bandit. Your Excellency is strong, and the old man admits it."

At this time, Dian Xingzi was mobilizing the spiritual energy of his body to recover his injury. He stared at Shen Lang behind Han Lian, and his tone suddenly became sharp.

"But Your Excellency, I'm afraid you still don't know that the man behind you, he acted boldly and even dared to destroy the dragon soul conceived by the Xiangting Lake Dragon Prince.

Not only that, but he even framed this matter to his master, and the old man saved his life back then, which is unthinkable..."

Hearing the other party's words, Han Lian frowned and almost twitched.

He took a picture of the glazed treasure seal that was revolving around him in his hand, flipped it upside down, and gave the other person a look of his own experience.

"Dian Xingzi, I know exactly what it is.

You may not know that the reason why Shen Lang went to the Yuman Duan family in the Southern Wilderness was my guidance? "