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

And just after he crossed the tribulation and condensed the sky again, he suddenly sensed something and looked in one direction.

On the distant hill, a woman was standing there, looking at Han Lian in surprise.

This woman is not someone else, she is Leng Hanchan.

After sensing the aura of Thunder Tribulation before, she happened to notice Han Lian's figure, so she followed, thinking of protecting her.

Along with Han Lian's eyes, the two looked at each other, and Leng Hanchan's face was slightly stunned, and then he was a little unbelievable.

Seeing this, Han Lian just nodded slightly, then turned and fled in the direction of the inn.

But Leng Hanchan froze in place, even though Han Lian's figure had disappeared, there was no movement.

"Mr. Han's realm... what is going on?"

She muttered to herself like this, and the whole person trembled slightly, as if all three views were impacted.

Without him, because Han Lian had just been promoted to Shenqiao, the green lotus pattern in the middle of his eyebrows did not disappear, just happened to be seen by him.

But these patterns are different in Luoyu Cultivation World.

That is the nirvana sky pattern that can only be condensed in the nirvana realm!

But Han Lian's realm was clearly revealed just now when he passed the calamity. It was obviously just a celestial phenomenon in the butterfly realm. This was infallible.

Once such a thing is said to be spread, I am afraid that the entire cultivation world will be subject to considerable turmoil.

But looking at Mr. Han's meaning, it seems that he doesn't care about it?

For a while, Leng Hanchan flashed all kinds of thoughts in his heart, and finally suppressed this matter in his heart.

Before Han Lian revealed such secrets here, she would never allow this to come out of her and let a third person know.

... After Han Lian returned to the inn, he activated the holy soldiers.

According to the system prompt, these holy land soldiers will appear within a hundred miles around Han Lian within two hours, rushing towards him.

In the guest room, he did not rest, but invited Wu Changqing over.

Although the other party is 100% loyal to him, but now is the time when the other party contributes, it is not good for him to really act as a servant.

In fact, Wu Changqing has been protecting the law for Han Lian all the time. After seeing Han Lian, he also bowed his hands: "My lord, what do you have to do with me?"

"I have an idea, and now I want to hear your opinion."

He didn't refute this time when the other party called him the lord instead of Mr., he just smiled and motioned for the other party to sit down and said, "Before I summoned you to this world, I suffered from the black lotus sect of the evil demon. , although they did not affect me in any way, they may injure my listeners in the end.

Now that I have summoned a hundred Taoist palace soldiers again, and it is considered a manpower, I am thinking of rebuilding a storytelling teahouse so that I can arrange my own methods. "

Wu Changqing heard this, and his eyes flashed a little sharply, and said: "The Black Lotus Sect dared to attack the lord, this old man remembers it.

The lord just said that he wants to rebuild the teahouse to tell the story, but it is not impossible, but how can such a mundane building be worthy of your identity? "

Listen, what is this, this is the art of language!

Hearing this, Han Lian just chuckled and threw a small storage ring to the other side.

Although Wu Changqing has never used such objects in this world, it is not that he does not know the purpose of it.

"This breath!"

He slowly suppressed the thoughts in his heart, took a deep breath, and said in surprise, "My lord, is this something from the ancient ruins?

Although the pattern pattern on it has long since been wiped out, the material is still first-class. If it is used to rebuild the teahouse, and then use some spiritual materials from this world, it will be enough. "

Hearing this, Han Lian nodded in agreement.

The reason why he thought of rebuilding the teahouse was not only to defend against the enemy, but also had some other ideas.

Now that my reputation and strength are barely able to protect themselves, it is time to pursue higher quality.

... The next morning, around the time of breakfast, a group of tenants in the inn were asked to leave the inn amid doubts.

This inn was bought by Han Lian from the innkeeper some time ago, and he managed it.

The only difference is that this inn has become the private property of Han Lian.

Originally, the innkeeper didn't want to sell it, but there was really no way.

Because what Han Lian gave him is really too much.

You want to ask Han Lian where did the money come from?

He said that the content of the book was transcribed into a book, but there was a fee.

Although Han Lian only accounted for 30% of the profit, it was also lying down to count the silver, so there was no need to worry about money.

Han Lian walked out of the inn, bowed his hands to the original inn tenant, smiled and folded his fists and pleaded guilty: "Haha, now that more and more people come here to listen to Han's story, it is impossible to live in the inn.

After thinking about it, I finally made up my mind. I plan to re-cover this inn and teahouse. The hospitality is not good, and I also invite Haihan.

Please rest assured, when the inn is rebuilt, the first batch of tenants will naturally be all of you. "

The tenants were relieved to hear this, and Feng Xiu walked out of the crowd with Nie Tong. He bowed his hands to Han Lian, and said eagerly, "Mr. Han, it is not a day's work to build a teahouse inn. , but need my help?"

For Han Lian, Feng Xiu had a hundred good impressions and really wanted to help.

Not a day's work?

Hearing this, Han Lian couldn't help but chuckle.

"If you want to help, it's not too late to wait for the inn to be built. As for now..."

He took a deep breath and said loudly, "Where is the Taoist soldier?"

Sa!

I only heard a whistling sound, and above the horizon, a group of alien beasts came galloping, and above the alien beasts, it was the Holy Land Taoist soldiers.

Wearing Dao pattern armor, they exuded awe-inspiring aura.

When he was close to Han Lian, he stopped and dismounted, and half-knelt down.

"Meet the lord!"

One hundred palace soldiers, their aura is like a tsunami, and their will is strong, so that many monks in the room change their color when they hear it.

Looking at these Taoist soldiers, he nodded with satisfaction. Wu Changqing walked out of the inn last, and in the wave of his hand, the entire inn and teahouse were taken away by him.

At the same time, the buildings around the original inn and tea house were also leveled little by little.

After the ground was all vacant, Han Lian gave orders to the Taoist soldiers. After taking the orders, he did not hesitate and began to lay the foundation.

In just a moment, it was already in full swing.

Wu Changqing took out the blue bricks of the site, which were several feet square, and cut them into small pieces, which were used in the construction.

The Taoist soldiers worked with all their might, and did not stop for a moment. Not only did they buy out the building materials of Dongling Mansion, but they also bought materials from nearby houses.

In just one day, it was already covered.

At noon the next day, the inn was re-flipped and completed.

It not only left the storytelling hall, but also divided it into several floors, leaving enough guest rooms.

Regardless of the area of ​​the inn or the storytelling restaurant, the area is more than several times larger than before.