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

Seeing that Zen Master Wuding was unwilling to let himself get involved, when the battle was over, Leng Hanchan looked at Han Lian's back with a little surprise in his eyes.

After all, the better you look at the person you love, the more satisfaction you will feel in your heart.

"I've known for a long time that Mr. Han is not an ordinary person, and I never thought that such a celestial phenomenon could be brewed..."

Yes, in the world of practice, there are also distinctions between celestial phenomena.

Usually, the way to judge celestial phenomena is to use one's own mind to explore the 'potential' of celestial phenomena.

Although there is no very obvious distinction, the potential can be turned into three, six, nine and so on.

In the astronomical survey of the sun and the moon, I felt the momentum that could oppress my celestial phenomenon.

If it is said... I really fell because of this situation, then I would like to see what is going on!

She muttered something like this in her heart, and suddenly she thought of something, her expression turned to be restrained, and the icy aura on her body wanted to turn into substance.

"Strange Shadow Sect, I didn't expect these guys to appear in Tiannan Road, they are really daring and dare to take action against Mr. Han.

If I run into them, I will naturally want them to look good! "

Leng Hanchan silently made a heavy note of it in the small book, and when he was vaguely aware of it, he couldn't help but turn around and look.

At some point, Zen Master Wuding was looking at her with a sad face.

After hesitating for a while, he finally sighed and said, "Hanchan, you...really made this person your own love calamity?"

"How did you know, Elder Wuding..."

Leng Hanchan heard this and subconsciously asked back.

She admitted it was generous... Zen Master Wuding twitched the corners of his mouth when he heard this, and unconsciously moved the Zen beads to calm down.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally said what was in his heart: "Hanchan, I see this person's appearance and temperament, even if it is described as an evildoer, it is not an exaggeration, it is not like an ordinary person at all.

So what's his history like?

In addition to his speech and appearance, what else is there for you to love? "

"..."

Seeing that the other party did not speak, Zen Master Wuding continued: "This person asserts that you will fall into the calamity of love, and he must have some understanding of the method of beheading love in the Hanshan Palace.

Have you ever thought of trying to make you fall in love with him in case he already recognized your identity.

In the end, if you can't bear to take action, won't you only be able to fall? "

Yes, Hanshan Temple's slaying method is literally slaying.

As long as there is no such love in the world, there will naturally be no worries in my heart.

"..."

Leng Hanchan didn't respond after hearing these words, just turned around and walked towards the inn.

Yes, she is emotional now, but it's just unrequited love, and even Han Lian didn't know her intentions.

As Zen Master Wuding said, the reason for her emotion is nothing more than Han Lian's Immortal appearance and the interesting stories she told.

But are these not enough?

Such a person is considered a good match for her. As for those who pursue her and have desires, she looks down on them and only feels disgusting.

...Looking at Leng Hanchan's figure, Zen Master Wuding's lips trembled slightly, and he couldn't say the words after all.

He sighed, turned the Zen beads in his hands, and his eyes suddenly became distant.

"Yes, about the love calamity of Hanshan Palace, he has already seen it.

The word 'love', which was formed by connecting only a dozen or so strokes, gave birth to a lot of helplessness. "

...In the inn, for some reason, Han Lian couldn't settle down.

He looked at the moonlight coming in from the window and played with the jade folding fan in his hand.

He has something on his mind.

The appearance of the Fifth Realm cultivator of the Shadow Shadow Sect made him alert.

According to the progress in the fantasy book, there will not be any monks from the Shadow Sect in Lingnan Mansion at this time.

As soon as the other party appeared, he had to take action against him, obviously because of his own variable, which changed a lot of the trajectory in the original book.

It can be seen from this that as he tells more stories, this influence will also expand. At that time, more things will probably be beyond his control.

If that's the case, it's really tricky.

But nowadays, it is useless to think too much, he can only try to expand his influence by telling stories so as to improve his own strength.

"For today's plan, I can only take one step at a time."

Han Lian sighed, then sat down cross-legged and began to nurture his own secret realm of Lunhai.

His previous battle had stimulated the celestial phenomena, and he found that his Lunhai was also affected.

The previous strengths of the two are linked to each other, but they are much more effective than before.

After he has cultivated his Lunhai weapon, his strength can still skyrocket. Now, to have one more minute of Lunhai Secret Realm is to increase his strength.

...During the time of cultivation, time passed quickly, and when I regained my senses, it was already the second day.

At this time, the sky was already slightly bright, and the slightly noisy outside sound made this small town seem to come alive.

Han Lian adjusted his attire a little, and when he saw himself in the mirror, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"With such a face, how can he go out, it's really... too handsome."

After he calmed down, he went out of the room as usual and sat down at a wonton stand outside the inn.

The Chaos stall owner was an old man, and he brought his little granddaughter, who looked like six or seven years old, to make a living.

After seeing Han Lian, a light flashed in the old man's eyes, and he walked over with a smile.

"Mr. Han, the old man invited you early, let's be old-fashioned?"

"You please be early, okay, just follow the old rules."

Han Lian smiled and nodded in response, seeing the old man turn and walk away.

After a while, his little granddaughter came out with a bowl of Chaos, plus three sesame seeds and a plate of shredded pickles.

After seeing Han Lian, the girl nervously put away his food, cleared her throat, imitated his grandfather's tone, and said, "Brother Han, my grandfather said that Mr. Han is the savior of our family, he is willing to It is our blessing to come to my place for dinner, as before, we do not charge him any money.

If he insists on giving it, you plop down on your knees and give him two kowtows first. "

"..."

When Han Lian heard this, the chopsticks he had picked up froze slightly, and he couldn't help laughing for a while.

He looked at the little girl timidly, suddenly laughed, and beckoned her to come over.

The little girl looked at Han Lian with a gentle smile, and stepped forward timidly.

Han Lian looked at her while eating the wontons in the bowl, and said with a smile, "Jiu Liang, can you write the words I gave you last time?"

"what?!"

After hearing this, the little girl suddenly regained her spirits and raised her head a little excitedly.

She looked at Han Lian, nodded hard, and then dipped in the tea by the table, trying to write a '饨' on the table.

This character is written with wrong strokes, but it is very skilled, and it is obvious that it is done with heart.

Seeing this, Han Lian also nodded and chuckled, dipped in the tea, and wrote another word for 'Tan', saying: "Nine liang, this word, read 'Tan', connect with the 'Wonton' that I taught you recently, it is The 'wonton stall' is exactly what your grandfather ran.

Your spelling is correct, but the strokes are wrong. I will teach you again. "

Han Lian wrote the words again, and fumbled for a small piece of silver in his arms.

He hesitated for a moment, and with a little force, he kneaded it into a small coin like a copper coin and put it in her hand.

"Take it, this is the copper coin after you wrote it right this time.

When you have saved up dozens of coins from me, you will give them to your grandfather and ask him to hire a private tutor for you.

Remember, don't tell anyone about this. "

The girl heard this, her eyes moved a little, but she was still hesitant.

When he saw this scene, he had no choice but to use his trump card and deliberately put on a straight face: "If you don't put it away, I won't come next time."

Hearing this, the little girl panicked and quickly grabbed the silver coin in her hands and carefully stuffed it into her small purse.

Looking at the bulging appearance, there are already quite a few.

When Han Lian saw this, he continued to start, and he was swept away in a blink of an eye.

Before leaving, he wrote the 'spread' on the table again, and then walked away.

And just as Han Lian was leaving, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded in his ear: "Mr. Han, this old man can't understand.

This woman does not have any cultivation qualifications, and her spiritual consciousness does not have any peculiarities. No matter how you look at it, she is ordinary.

What's the point of doing this? "