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

"The world.... filthy?!"

Hearing this, the old ancestor Yiqi felt a little inexplicable, but he couldn't help but tremble slightly when he thought of the various actions of the ancestor of Sanzang.

This one is serious about killing people without blinking an eye. As long as it has something to do with monsters and monsters, if there is no disagreement, then the head can be cast into the landscape.

He was originally confined to the top of Liangjie Mountain, but for thousands of years to hear his movements, everyone has forgotten this one.

Unexpectedly, in such a way, a show was born out of nowhere.

He was silent for a while, and wanted to open his mouth to argue with him, but after thinking for a long time, he was unable to say an inch, and instead retreated silently.

Seeing that no one spoke, Han Lian wanted to warm up and ease the atmosphere, but he never thought that Emperor Renzong next to him spoke up.

He looked at Gu Xuanqi not far in front of him, took a step forward, and bowed:

"The Zen master is righteous in his heart, and Kongming admires it very much.

But now I still want to ask a question, can you be trusted, Mr. "

"..."

Gu Xuanqi rarely heard someone call him "Zen Master", he was slightly stunned, but he still responded.

"I have no faith, no promises, no emotions and six desires, and now there is only morality left in my heart.

If you want to say something, just say it. "

Emperor Renzong heard this, but he didn't feel disobedient, his expression was still gentle, he took a deep breath, cupped hands and said:

"Now there are seven places in Xunfeng, and beyond the borders, there are also endless human races, I would like to ask the Zen master to take action, just for those mortals, and take into account the aspirations of those filthy beings to the mortals after one or two left.

If the Zen master agrees, I would like to give it the name of monitoring the world! "

"Life and death are nothing more than the survival of the fittest. As for monitoring the world.... Heaven's luck, I won't take it!"

Gu Xuanqi's words are a bit rigid and a bit serious.

"Although the demons are rampant, it will be destroyed for two days, but the way is different. You should kill yourself and do not conspire. There is no need to say more."

After saying this, he suddenly turned his head to look at Han Lian and wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything.

In the end, a jade bone bead was thrown from the hand, and the space in Tongtian Pavilion began to shatter, and it escaped into it and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"You and I Karma, broken jade will knot."

"..."

"..."

After this Sanzang Patriarch came and left, the entire teahouse immediately became quiet.

Han Lian played with the jade bone orb in his hand, sensing the rising ghostly aura in it, turning his hand to put it away, and sighed softly.

"The current Realm of Sanzang Patriarch is far from the realm of Shattered Void, I'm afraid it is already within reach."

Once these words were spoken, the scene was still quiet, and no one answered.

After a few breaths, Emperor Renzong smiled.

He looked mild and chuckled.

"Happy, I am really happy today.

In the past, there was Pavilion Master Han as the emperor, and the pearl in the palm of his hand. Later, I saw the ancestors of Sanzang get rid of their own shackles, and Realm made great progress.

After I ascended the throne, I did not drink alcohol for a long time. It is today, when it is very clear! "

After he finished speaking, he waved his sleeves, and the avatar turned and gradually dispersed.

And in the Sky of Dongling Mansion, the spiritual rain that had stopped at first started to fall.

Seeing the main master leave one by one, Han Lian also showed a slight smile on his face, and opened the folding fan shyly.

"What happened just now can be regarded as an episode in the storytelling.

Han's story about Shrouding the Heavens biography and Tianjiao list today, do you have any questions you want to ask? "

The listeners were slightly taken aback when they heard Han Lian's words. They never imagined that this person still has the heart to tell stories now.

They restrained their thoughts, and turned to many thoughts flashing in their minds, and then even a listener stood up and bowed to ask.

"I dare to ask Master Han, when I talk about Jiang Taixu, the god in white, my heart is itchy. I don't know if this... will be rescued?"

"You seem to be asking a question, but you obviously want to spoil Mr. Han!"

One of the listeners stood up suddenly, Rage rebuked.

Seeing the other party sit down angrily, he turned to the same person just now, with a look that was quite Eight Trigrams.

"Who is the peak at the end of the Immortal road, when I see the beginningless Tao, the beginningless emperor is the strongest emperor in my heart.

Previously, Master Han told stories, saying that his father was Dacheng Huanggu Sacred Body, his mother was Xihuangmu, and his physique was Innate Sacred Body, which is the first since the ancient times...

I just don't know, did Ye Fan and the Holy Maiden of Sacred Land in Zifu finally have a child? "

"..."

"..."

Han Lian was silent for a while after hearing this question.

The other listeners, who wanted to laugh, turned to rage.

Don't you want Han Lian to spoil things? He just blamed others and laughed at a hundred steps!

After a series of two lying dragons and phoenix hatchlings, the listeners could not help but calm down a little.

The questions asked next are quite normal.

Listening to the normal questions from the audience, Han Lian gradually breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

He answered one by one, quite handy, and the quarter of an hour was over in a blink of an eye.

After answering the listeners' last question, seeing that there were still listeners wanting to ask questions, he lightly lifted the jade folding fan to lower the listeners' voices.

Looking around, I saw that all the listeners were quite tacitly shut up, but also smiled gently, 'Sa' closed the folding fan, and held the fan in a salute.

"Everyone, today's storytelling has ended. If you want to know what will happen next, please listen to the decomposition after three days."

After saying this, Han Lian wanted to turn around and walk away, but after getting off the stand, he couldn't help but frown slightly.

"Someone looking for him, now?"

He was a little hesitant in his heart, but after knowing who was coming, after a little thought, he still agreed.

But seeing him step out, ripples appeared in the space under his feet, and he appeared again, already in a small private room.

Among them, there are many people who have gathered together, and none of them are simple, all of them are the ancestors of Chunyang.

"The Xuanguang of Wushengjiao, the ancestor of Mingguang, the Qinyu of Wushan Sword Sect, the ancestor of Qianhuan, the ancestor of Kaijialou of Bingjialou, and the ancestor of Yiqi and Qingying of the Yun clan."

When they saw Han Lian stepping out of the space, their eyes lit up.

In particular, the old ancestor Yiqi caressed his palms and laughed lightly.

"The fellow daoist's control of space is really exquisite, unlike the one who showed up today, he is really ignorant."

What he said was naturally the Sanzang Patriarch who came from Liangjie Mountain.

When Han Lian heard this, he just thought he didn't hear it.

The use of space is subtle, he admits, but that one, whose jade bones are extremely heavy, can already use his own bones to crush the space and step into it.

He was not polite either, he took a seat at the bottom and looked around with a chuckle.

"I don't know, everyone, what is the so-called call for Han now?"