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

"..."

Han Lian was silent for a while after hearing those words.

Although he is just a clone, there is no problem in arranging Han Lian.

But if it comes to this level...he really doesn't respond well.

It seems that his existence is quite unique.

The book-turner entered the book, the only one in the Fallen Feather Realm.

His words and deeds will cause great turmoil in this world.

Although he has already opened the killing ring now, and vaguely wants to control the situation in this world... But he really never thought that his identity as the prince's teacher had come to the stage.

Seeing that Han Lian was silent, the Emperor Renzong stopped talking for a while.

He took a deep breath and said nothing.

Like his identity, where is he still unknown, the silence here means everything?

The appearance of the other party is too abrupt. Throughout the history books, he has never appeared.

According to the words of the Qin Tianjian, this person should be a taboo I don't know when, a taboo that has been erased.

But some things are certain: throughout the history of Dagan, this man has never appeared.

In other words, the existence of this person is older than everyone guessed, even if it is said that someone from the 33rd Heaven will fall into the galaxy again, it is not impossible.

With such thoughts in mind, Emperor Renzong had such an idea.

If Han Lian is tied to the fate of the country, and when the thousand-year calamity comes, this person will have no way to ignore it anyway.

"When does the Son of Heaven want to announce Feiyang's entry into the court?"

After being silent for a long time, Han Lian asked.

"Two days later."

Emperor Renzong had already made up his mind, and without the slightest hesitation, he blurted out.

The opponent's previous state has not allowed him to resist hard. If it weren't for the skyrocketing national fortune, this person would have already begun to suffer the backlash of the national fortune.

After he said this, he also sensed the urgency of time, and explained: "In the Sunda Dynasty, there are several officials who should stay, and I plan to cut through the mess and cut off all obstacles..."

"I should."

In the process of this opening, Han Lian's avatar had a vague connection with the deity. After getting the exact news, he opened his mouth like this.

"By then... er... what?!"

Emperor Renzong did not expect that Han Lian would agree, and was a little surprised for a while.

The majesty of the emperor was completely forgotten by him.

"But I am also conditional."

Han Lian avatar looked at the Emperor Renzong in front of him.

When there are no outsiders, this one will remove his disguise.

In front of him, the old man whose head was covered in silver threads was showing a signal all over his body.

He is old.

Han Lian did not wait to ask the other party, and said to himself: "My identity is not the prince's teacher, but the master of Yun Feiyang.

The emperor should not think about using the national fortune of the Sunda Dynasty to bind me, because if it is true, my will alone is almost equivalent to the will of the Sunda Dynasty.

I hate barbarians, alien races, and those cannibal monsters.

And if I really am the Master of the Son of Heaven, this great change in the world, and the current Sunda Dynasty, you and I, are somewhat difficult to contend with. "

When Han Lian said this, the words stopped abruptly.

When Emperor Renzong heard this, he was shocked and did not speak, but some things made him more convinced.

This Mr. Han is a real mysterious figure!

"Sir's words, I also answered!" He laughed and changed his name again.

He carried the teapot to Han Lian's side, straightened the two teacups, and put his hand on Han Lian's shoulder.

He picked up the teacup and said solemnly, "Since my brother has not been drinking for a long time, I have also stopped drinking alcohol.

Today, you and I made an appointment with tea instead of wine, and this matter is settled like this! "

...In the middle of the night, Han Lian's body trembled slightly, he slowly opened his eyes, and a momentary blankness flashed through his eyes.

Emperor Renzong... I still underestimate it.

At this time, he already knew the result, and when he thought of the various words of this man, he couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

The other party does not speak of righteousness, name, or strength of both sides.

There is only one thing to talk about: you, Han Lian, are Yun Feiyang's teacher.

There must be countless obstacles for him to enter the court. Even if you should not be an official, it is reasonable and reasonable, and you should come out to occupy a place for him.

This scene was foreseen when Han Lian was apprenticed to Yun Feiyang, but he still agreed.

Not to mention, he still quite likes this guy.

To be joking, this is one of the few people who can win by appearance. For this alone, I am afraid that the two of them, master and apprentice, can be used to talk about it.

The implementation of the law of covering the sky, the alliance between the human and the demon clan, the control of the general trend of heaven and earth... These things cannot be completely decided by him alone.

His previous remarks were nothing but words that could only represent his own family.

But openly admitting that he is the teacher of the prince, his words and deeds can be implemented as Yun Feiyang's will, and some things can be carried out smoothly.

And if that's the case... all kinds of thoughts flashed through Han Lian's mind, and while his mind was flowing, Li Huoshen Furnace was already captured by him.

He turned it into the universe in his palm, and his consciousness penetrated into it. The material with a trace of phoenix blood and red gold had already been polished and refined into rough by him.

Han Lian thought about it for a while, and took all the materials he could use, and even the set of costumes he had drawn before was refined by him.

The strange magic spar was ignited as fuel, and the rough embryos of the spiritual material were constantly clear during his tempering of the fire control method.

Gradually, the two rings congealed.

He added a perception teleportation mark to it, and then continued to practice.

The phoenix blood and red gold spiritual material, under his beating, already has its own shape---boring!

With a flick of the finger, the layers of embryos were peeled off, and only a phoenix roar was heard, resounding in this space.

Phoenix feather red gold boring!

Han Lian spewed out a breath of spiritual energy to strengthen it, and then took a few Originium stones to spread the spiritual energy to nurture it.

After putting it away, Han Lian started to boil again by using the fire.

In his hands, the Daluo silver essence is being refined little by little.

Under the plasticity in the hand, it gradually turned into a long sword.

Han Lian did the same, and a silver sword flashed in the blink of an eye, and it was forged.

What is it called?

Flying sword? Prince Sword? Fengyun sword?

Han Lian thought for a while, and suddenly thought of something.

He used the huge source stone that had lost its spirituality as a sheath, and under the outline of the condensed forging, he had already preserved its edge.

It's called 'Li Yujian'!