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

In Luoyu Realm, the cultivation realm and the mortal world are closely linked. The Sunda Dynasty, which dominates the Seven Realms, can be regarded as the top existence in Luoyu Realm.

Booksellers who can establish themselves in such dynasties have certain strength and vision, and can naturally see the opportunities.

Therefore, not only Qingliu Academy, but also booksellers in various places and academies in charge of education, the same scene is constantly being staged.

I don't know how many printing houses worked all night, printing the stories in "The Legend of Covering the Sky" all the time.

Of course, the text about 'Mr. Han's discussion on the first arrogance in the Fallen Feather Realm' is naturally a bonus at the end and is essential.

In the early morning, the sky was a little earlier, and the books of "Zhitian Zhuan" were sold out by the people.

And the content that was attached at the end successfully ignited the curiosity of the monks in the cultivation world and spread throughout the cultivation world.

...Tiannan Road, Xixiang House.

As a rare city with lakes on three sides, Xixiang House has been harassed by the water monsters of Xiangting Lake.

Although the water monsters cut off batch after batch of water monsters, they were always reborn in the spring breeze. In the end, there was no way, so they invited a descendant of Qinglong from the East China Sea to be the dragon king of this lake.

The day was calm and calm, only a dragon roar was heard, roaring like a thunder, and a water dragon formed by the illusion of water gathered together, and the demonic energy rose.

At this moment, a young man broke out of the water, looked at the lifelike water dragon above his head, didn't care, and laughed frivolously.

"Dragon King of Xiangting Lake, the treasure in your dragon palace at the bottom of the lake is really beautiful, but it's a pity that it was broken without playing around, what a pity!"

"Damn!"

When the water dragon heard this, he roared again, the dragon tail turned into solid ice, and slapped towards the young man's figure.

When the young man saw this scene, a solemn expression flashed in his eyes, but he was still laughing. On his hands, there was a faint light flickering, like starlight.

"Look at my flickering hand!"

The voice fell, and the starlight flowed, and it landed on the dragon body condensed by the water flow in an instant. After a slight pause, the dragon body turned into a water flow and dispersed.

And the young man who finished the blow smiled proudly, turned his head and left.

After a while, the water surface of Xiangting Lake began to swell, the water waves rose, and the sky became dark.

A vigorous dragon head slowly emerged from the bottom of the lake. It looked up at the direction of Xixiang Mansion City, a little fear flashed in its eyes, and the dragon's roar was full of anger.

"Humans, bullying dragons is too much!"

The voice fell, but the light of escape appeared, and the figure of an old man appeared not far from the dragon head.

He looked at the dragon head and found out that it was the real body, his expression changed slightly, and he said in a low voice, "Dragon King of Xiangting Lake, what are you doing crazy with such a big wave!"

"Crazy? This king promised to come to this Xiangting Lake in order to use this lake's water veins to nurture his children and turn them into the Qinglong bloodline.

Now that someone destroys my Butterfly Transformation incarnation, the dragon ball that suppresses the water veins in the lake is broken, and the three hundred years of hard work has been destroyed. This king just wants to ask you for an explanation! "

The Qinglong raised his body slightly, his scales spread out in anger, and his voice was full of anger: "If you don't give me an answer, this king will call his brothers and sisters, roll up the three thousand li Xiangting Lake, and drown this place. Xiangxi House!"

After hearing this, the old man had a bad premonition in his heart for a while, but looking at the surging water waves, he still felt a little strange, and said: "The Qinglong lineage of the East China Sea itself is seriously conflicted, otherwise you will not be able to. Forced to come here, the destruction of the Flood Dragon and Dragon Ball, etc., it is thought that your family did it, and you even want to slander my human race!"

After hearing this, the Dragon King was so angry that he didn't even want to say anything.

I saw him swing Qinglong's body to separate the water waves, and in a blink of an eye, the bottom of the lake was revealed.

There are several large characters clearly visible on the pattern of the large formation somewhere.

'Cao Yuanliang is here for a visit! '... Cao Yuanliang didn't know about such a thing. At this time, he had already appeared outside the Fucheng of Xiangxi Prefecture.

Looking at the chariot that had been prepared for a long time, he nodded with satisfaction.

As Han Lian said, he pays great attention to his pomp and face, and the chariot is very rich and rich.

It was the horse pulling the cart in front of him, and it was also a monster of a different breed of white flooded foal. It was only its cultivation, or at least the realm of golden body.

This kind of chariot driving in the palace city can naturally attract the admiration and praise of many people.

Looking at the young man beside him, his expression remained unchanged, and his tone was a little proud: "Shen Lang, let out the wind, today this young master is going to Xiangting Lake Dragon Palace to play, the treasures of the Dragon Palace are not worth mentioning, but he is defeating the incarnation of the Dragon King. Then retreat."

"Yes, sir."

Shen Lang looked at his young master, his expression as usual, and nodded in response.

But not long after the chariot was traveling, Cao Yuanliang, who had a keen sense of consciousness, was aware of it, and said through a voice transmission: "Shen Lang, why do I feel that everyone today looks a little weird when they look at this young master.

Could it be that this young master has any deeds that have been reported? "

"Master, it's not convenient for me to talk about it, but you can tell at a glance."

Shen Lang seemed to have already guessed that the other party would ask this question, took out a book from his arms and handed it over.

"There is a new script for "The Legend of Covering the Sky"?"

Cao Yuanliang looked at the script, his eyes lit up slightly, and he raised his hand to grab it.

Han Lian's words were quite attractive to him.

Not to mention, just the contents of it, just bringing it into himself, can give him considerable satisfaction.

He quickly flipped through the contents, and the brilliance in his eyes became brighter.

But when he turned to the back, his expression suddenly became ugly.

"But he's just an ordinary storyteller, how dare he criticize me like this?!

What kind of secret Zen Buddhism and Mantra view, forces that I have never heard of, can even be ranked in front of me? "

For a while, his expression became gloomy, and under the pressure of his breath, it was the white Jiaoju in front of the car, whose legs were paralyzed.

There is a saying that people who criticize people do not expose their shortcomings. The most taboo thing for a person with a good name is someone who says that he is a person with a good name.

Naturally, he also knows the speed of the spread of "The Legend of Covering the Sky". I am afraid that in a few days, when others mention his star-flicker Cao Yuanliang, he will no longer be the first person in the younger generation, but when he mentions him, he will be able to Think he's a man with a good reputation!

Originally, he was still somewhat interested in Han Lian, but now, all his interest is gone, and in his heart, there is only a killing intent left.

Cao Yuanliang raised his hand and threw it, under the mobilization of spiritual energy, the words suddenly turned into pieces and scattered.

"Shen Lang, turn the chariot to Lingnan Mansion, sir, how do you want to die!"

"it is good."

When Shen Lang heard this, he just responded and didn't ask any further questions.

And just after he responded, a vigorous voice came from a distance, full of anger: "Cao Yuanliang, you can't go anywhere!

This time you have broken into the big basket, I am afraid that your master will not be able to keep you safe! "

When Cao Yuanliang heard this, his expression changed slightly, but his eyes still flashed fiercely: "It seems that I have some trouble here, so I can only let you go, Shen Lang, when you go to Lingnan Mansion, you must take this storyteller. kill!

Remember, let him correct this son's name before he dies! "