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

After Han Lian's mood completely calmed down, he took a deep breath, and when he thought of Leng Hanchan, his expression became cloudy.

Because of my existence, it has begun to affect the direction of the plot. The longer the time, the more variables there will be.

Just like now, for some reason, he has become Leng Hanchan's love calamity.

You must know that in the original book, because of his high talent, he was feared by the monsters.

In the end, Nirvana, a force almost comparable to the Hanshan Palace, took the shot from the three families, borrowed the spiritual tool guarding the sect, and used the method of seeding tribulation to make a game for Leng Hanchan.

In order not to be noticed by the Hanshan Palace, the love calamity they planted was transformed by Leng Hanchan's own moon shadow, condensing the strange shadow into a calamity.

This kind of love is intangible and intangible, and it is even more difficult to calculate for some reasons.

In addition, this kind of robbery itself is the shadow of Leng Hanchan himself, and he knows Leng Hanchan extremely well.

When Leng Hanchan uses the method of slaying the calamity, it is equivalent to performing self-killing. Even if it is above Nirvana, if it is not discovered at the first time, it will be powerless to return to heaven.

Being able to keep the reincarnation of her remnant spirit is already a big deal.

It seems that before, the black lotus sect's butterfly-shaped celestial cultivators used the black lotus dip, maybe they wanted to test Leng Hanchan.

Who knows, did the Black Lotus Sect intentionally release the news that the Butterfly cultivator of the Black Lotus Sect appeared in Tiannan Dao?

But now... Han Lian recalled what Leng Hanchan said to him just now, and touched his cheek subconsciously.

Immortal pose...that damn charm!

...At this time, Leng Hanchan's figure had already escaped for dozens of miles.

At this time, the blush on her face has not yet dissipated, and what she is thinking... is even more messy.

She stood on the slope of a mountain and stopped, looking at the scenery below, she couldn't help but exhale: "Sure enough, expressing your heart to Mr. Han is more tiring than practicing."

Only she knows how much energy she has spent before she said such words.

She is tired.

And just when she looked at the pair of animals in the mountains and forests, she seemed to notice something vaguely, frowned slightly, and looked in the distant direction beside her.

As her gaze shifted, a figure slowly emerged.

This man was fat-headed and big-eared, reclining on a carriage, holding a leg of some unknown animal in his hand, gnawing at it dripping with blood.

Looking at Leng Hanchan, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he said with a smile, "I really never thought that I would meet the Saintess of Hanshan Palace here.

If I can capture you back, I will pay my respects to the Great Brahma, and even a few Great Venerables will agree! "

Leng Hanchan looked at the person who came, and began to think quickly, and her complexion changed slightly. Between turning her hands, a moon wheel completely protected herself. Her face darkened slightly, and she said coldly, "You are Zen Master Lianqing of the Black Lotus Sect!"

"Not bad, not bad, I didn't expect that the dignified and dignified saint of the deep cold palace would actually know this old man. It's really an honor!"

He responded with a smile, suddenly opened his mouth wide, swallowed the meat equivalent to half his body in one bite, and wiped his mouth slowly, streaks and lines, thinking from the surroundings of his chariot. The surrounding stretches and outlines: "Little saint, since you recognize me, you already know that you can't escape, why don't you just capture it?

This old man knows that you have no opponents in the Butterfly Transformation Realm, so one person can suppress the Jiaotan in the Hanshan Palace, which is comparable to the Jiaolong in the Nether Realm.

But you Hanshan Palace should also know that I have been at the peak of Tongyou for thirty years! "

When he finished speaking, he raised his hand and grabbed Leng Hanchan.

He didn't know what means he used, but his palms turned into several meters in the blink of an eye, covering Leng Hanchan's figure. The moon wheel rang out, but there were bursts of flint light. Haha laughed: "Leng Hanchan, the saint of Hanshan Temple, controls the Hanyue Wheel, the magic weapon of the town palace, but when you face the old man, are you just using such imitations?"

When the words fell, Leng Hanchan's eyes flashed with a sly look, and the handprint changed.

The moon wheel that could not hurt Chan Master Lian Qing originally, a dazzling moon flashed by.

In just an instant, the moon wheel cut off a finger of the giant palm.

By the time Master Lianqing reacted, it was too late.

Under its rotation, the flesh and blood on it was actually removed, leaving only the bones.

As a last resort, he had no choice but to accept the method.

Looking at his bloody arm, the granulation was slowly growing, and his complexion suddenly turned gloomy.

But when he saw him pinching the seal with one hand, a pitch-black celestial phenomenon emerged.

Above this celestial phenomenon, an eight-color halo faintly exudes, and there is a phantom like a giant beast behind it.

With a roar, he controlled the celestial phenomenon and hit Leng Hanchan: "Leng Hanchan, you are courting death!"

"Why does the old man think that the one who seeks death is you?"

Just when Leng Hanchan was about to use the bottom of the box, the words of Zen Master Wuding suddenly came from all directions.

Hearing this voice, the figure of Zen Master Lianqing froze slightly, and large drops of sweat rolled down on his forehead.

In the next instant, he tore off his robe and abandoned the chariot to escape.

The robe fluttered in the sky, and it turned into a talisman in the blink of an eye. Under the flow, it turned into an illusory face.

As the brilliance circulated, a dazzling beam of light fell towards Leng Hanchan.

"Make a reservation for this seat!"

Hearing an angry shout, Zen Master Wuding came out.

With a flick of his finger, a beam of bright light circulated, pinning the face through, and even detaining Chan Master Lianqing in mid-air, unable to escape.

It can be said that there is no way to heaven and no way to enter the earth.

Chan Master Lianqing didn't think that his backhand would be useless so quickly, a ruthless look flashed in his eyes, and he had to fight to the death.

But after seeing the three nirvana patterns on the eyebrows of Zen Master Wuding, he was stunned, and then smiled miserably.

"I'm not wronged, I didn't expect the Uncertain Power to be promoted to Nirvana..."

After he finished speaking, his face suddenly twisted slightly.

In the blink of an eye, his figure inflated like a balloon.

Seeing this, Zen Master Wuding closed his fingers slightly.

boom!

Only a muffled sound was heard, and Chan Master Lianqing turned into a pool of blood and exploded in the blink of an eye, leaving no bones behind.

"What a domineering ban, but it's cheap for you. It's so easy to die."

Zen Master Wuding saw this scene, his eyes narrowed slightly, he looked at Leng Hanchan, and a gentle smile flashed in his eyes: "Hanchan, come back and talk, if you encounter such pickled people again in the future, use me directly for you. The means to stay in order to avoid future troubles.”

As soon as the voice fell, the incarnation of Zen Master Wuding dissipated in a blink of an eye.

And Leng Hanchan looked at this scene, the whole person was slightly stunned, and there was a little yearning in his eyes: "Is this the way to imprison the surrounding space for a short time... Nirvana?"