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

Han Lian's words came to an abrupt end.

After a slight pause, he took a deep breath and said, "Everyone, is this great master of Yanyue, Fu Baixue, the seventh in the martial arts ranking?"

Hearing Han Lian's inquiry, all the listeners did not hesitate and said 'it's right'.

There are very few women in the world with such daring courage. They respect their strength and even more respect their words and deeds.

But after saying that "due", all the listeners fell silent and stopped talking.

Do you say this is sad?

Compared with those whose families were destroyed and their wives separated, it is not so sad.

But when I think about this, I feel a little distressed for no reason.

After a sigh, it was followed by a series of sighs.

Han Lian heard such a sound, and naturally knew that the listeners were now filled with sentimental emotions and had no thoughts.

But he was still quite happy to hear the electronic prompts that the storytelling system received because of his mood swings.

After about half a cup of tea, the audience in the stands saw Han Lian standing on the stand and never left, neither saying 'the end of storytelling', nor the meaning of the martial arts ranking, all of them. Is a little curious.

After thinking about it, I couldn't see his words. After all, there was a listener, An Nai, who couldn't help, and slightly bowed his hands to Han Lian.

"Mr. Han, what else is there?

Standing in the stands like this, talking and not talking, walking and not walking, what is the rationale? "

The listener who speaks is an old listener of Han Lian, and many people in the stands have become friends of listening to books.

Hearing these words, they also came back to their senses, and looked up at Han Lian on the stand together.

Seeing that the listeners were obviously not very interested, but Han Lian still didn't want to give up his plan, he sassily opened the jade folding fan and fanned it lightly, smiling lightly: "Han is waiting for you to refute me: Mr. Han, this Like ranking in the feather world martial arts list, what is the real evidence?"

Hearing these words, recalling the previous scene when Han Lian commented, the audience was stunned for a moment, and they all burst into laughter.

The old man listening followed Han Lian's tone with a slightly positive expression, and cupped his hands: "Mr. Han, you are ranked in the Feather World Martial Arts list, what is the real evidence?"

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the audience next to him, and the whole stand immediately burst into laughter.

The original sad and hazy atmosphere was also swept away because of the interlude in these words.

And just when they thought that Han Lian was joking about themselves, Han Lian in the stands had a positive look.

But seeing him clearing his throat, with a solemn expression, he said with a straight face: "Everyone, Han here really has real evidence.

Not only can I let you know if there is a problem with this martial arts list, you can also use this to know about the arrogance list that day. "

After hearing this, most of the listeners stopped smiling and looked at Han Lian with an incredible face.

Even many of the powerful monks in the private room of the teahouse became curious about this.

Without Feng Xiu and Nie Tong trembling slightly, their expressions could not help but become solemn.

The two looked at each other, and they could vaguely understand each other's meaning, but they were full of indescribable bitterness.

......Above the stands, Han Lian didn't sell anything.

He closed the emerald jade folding fan 'Sa' and put it away, and between turning his hands, a crystal clear glazed pagoda emerged in his palm.

From the outside, this tower looks like a whole piece of powder carved jade crystal, and it is integrated.

It slowly turned in Han Lian's palm, but for a moment, Han Lian dared to feel that there were at least dozens of spiritual thoughts, and swept across the tower.

He gently pushed the small tower, bounced all these spiritual thoughts away, his mind moved slightly, it floated away from Han Lian's palm, and reached the mid-air in front of him.

Looking at the surprised eyes of the audience in the stands, Han Lian smiled and said, "This is the Tongtian Tower, which is a rare treasure in Han's hands.

This pagoda has a total of 100 floors, corresponding to the realm from the mortal to the 100-fold heaven.

Because of their different strengths, Han divided them into three categories: ordinary, arrogant, and enchanting.

The strength of each floor is different, but when everyone challenges the same floor, the strength of the characters appearing in the tower is indeed the same.

After breaking through this tower, one's own strength can naturally be clearly seen.

Do you think this is true? "

After hearing this, many low-level listeners nodded, and were so excited that they couldn't even utter the words.

Seeing such a scene, Han Lian paused for a moment, and continued: "Since Han is talking about Wu Bang now, then among the hundred-story Tongtian Tower, there is naturally a Tongtian Tower dedicated to warriors.

This pagoda cannot be entered by non-martialists. After the Great Venerable Dingtao is invited to pass through, all the warriors from all over the world will go through the barrier. If they can surpass the Great Venerable Dingtao and are not on the list, they will naturally be able to come to trouble Han.

Moreover, the hundredth floor of this tower is still the pinnacle of Shattered Void, so anyone who wants to see what means he will be defeated by can also go through the level. "

Can you reach the peak of Shattering Void? !

Hearing these words, all the powerful cultivators were shocked and couldn't help but boil.

Wu Wei, the uncle of the teacher, even pushed open the window of the guest room and shouted to Han Lian from a distance.

"Mr. Han, in this tower, can you really see the strength of the Shattered Void Realm?"

His expression is quite excited, and the others have not cared about anything.

Hearing this question, Han Lian couldn't help but look up.

After seeing his face clearly, his expression couldn't help but be slightly startled.

This Chunyang ancestor came so early... He suppressed the thoughts in his heart and said with a smile: "Of course, you can, provided you can reach that level."

Seeing his expression was a little sad, Han Lian suddenly thought of something. During the flow of spiritual thoughts, a lot of spiritual thoughts rushed in like a tide, and in a flash, a tower spire was lit up.

Forcefully suppressing the exhaustion, Han Lian had a faint smile on his face, but he seemed like a profiteer in his heart, and said, "But this is not all the use of this tower, in this Tongtian Tower, there are also magical uses for martial arts and transformation.

The so-called martial arts is to let the two monks use their spiritual thoughts to condense their bodies in the tower, and then use the means to compete.

The transformation of the realm is to spend a lot of spiritual thoughts to perceive the power of the next big realm in advance.

Of course, the Shattered Void realm is still the pinnacle, but above the Shattered Void, it is impossible.

After all, there is a sky outside the sky, and under this world, don't think about other worlds. "

At this point, he shook his head slightly, but just after the words were finished, there were several spiritual thoughts, shining like a big sun.

Yes, this 'transformation' is a function that Han Lian added after hearing the words of the 'sword-eating ancestor'.

Thinking about it carefully, this kind of usefulness may be regarded as a big part of continuing the power of spiritual sense.

After all, monks are all eager for power and longing for longevity.

If they want to explore the way forward and perceive the power of the next realm in advance, they are willing to pay a small price.

As for spiritual thoughts... If they can recover like mowing grass, they will naturally not be stingy.

And he also said that a lot of spiritual thoughts need to be consumed, and he did not say how much.

But in his heart, he already had the answer.

For other functions, he just extracted 30% more spiritual thoughts for maintenance.

As for 'Transforming Realm', he took 50% of his spiritual thoughts, wouldn't it be too much to say?

So far, he has briefly introduced the usefulness of the Babel Tower.

He looked around and found that there was no suitable place to place the tower. As his thoughts flowed, an illusory array flag appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Yin and yang are invisible, change shape and shadow, get up!"

But he saw him let out a low sigh. In the middle of the teahouse, a place stretched out of thin air. The Tongtian Tower in Han Lian's hand slowly grew larger, and it was more than five feet in the blink of an eye.

Where did it fall out of thin air, around it, 16 futons appeared out of nowhere, hanging in the air with the power of array patterns.