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

"Immortal is really awesome, but unfortunately I'm not a person who eats by face.

But then again, if I go to a story with such a face, what should I do if someone is jealous of my body? "

Han Lian looked at himself in the bronze mirror and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

When this fate was chosen, he only felt that it was good for him. Whoever thought of it was far beyond his expectations.

After all, the word 'Immortal' was smeared, and the change in his appearance made him a little uncontrollable.

After exploring the chaotic body all night, he only felt refreshed and in a very comfortable mood.

At this time, he had no idea how much influence the content of his storytelling yesterday had brought about.

He was flipping through the anecdotes and anecdotes from the Falling Feather Realm in his hand, but Han Lian's mind was drifting a little far: I had offended Cao Yuanliang, the Fuxing hand, when he told stories yesterday. I'm afraid it's a little tricky.

Although thanks to his gift, I was able to complete this novice task, but if the other party killed the general and said to him, "Listen to me, thank you", things would be even worse.

In order to protect yourself, you need to improve your strength.

Thinking of this, he only felt that the book in his hand was meaningless, he only felt a little depressed, and involuntarily looked out the window.

After realizing that the sky was just right, Han Lian also became interested in going out to relax, and immediately took out the folding fan and walked out.

'System, open the map and hide your own cultivation. ’ When the thought fell, his cultivation was immediately covered up, and to outsiders, he appeared to be a mortal person without any cultivation.

In a place that no one else could see in front of him, a boxy map emerged, and dots of various colors were moving on it.

Han Lian looked at the light spot on the map, his expression slightly condensed: within a radius of several miles around him, not to mention the number of cultivators in the golden body.

Not only that, but in the label above, there is a red light spot, which represents the two great realms of high cultivation.

Next to this light spot, there is a dark red light spot, which indicates that it has exceeded the detection range of the current system.

System warehouses, hidden cultivation bases, and system maps are all functions that are carried by the system after it is acquired.

Apart from the fact that the size of the system warehouse increases with Han Lian's cultivation, the cultivation of the monks detected on the system map is also important.

Taking Han Lian as a measure, it can detect monks who are within two realms higher than him, and mark them with blue, blue, and red.

And beyond this detection range, it is dark red, representing extreme danger.

When he first arrived in the Falling Feather Realm, he had also enabled this function, but because there were too many red light spots around him, he was always nervous and simply abandoned it.

Now that I'm thinking about testing it to calm down, I don't think there are hidden big boos around him, but it really surprised him a little.

After all, the red spot of light represents the cultivator of the Butterfly Transformation Realm, and the deep red is at least a master of the Nether Realm!

He is now in Lingnan Mansion, but not in Lingnan Mansion City. It would be absurd to be able to appear as a Butterfly Transformation Realm cultivator, let alone above Butterfly Transformation.

Unsurprisingly, these two were not for him, but also related to him.

"Looks like you still need to be careful."

Han Lian, who had already walked out of the room, looked at the two light spots and hesitated for a while, planning to return home.

At this moment, the two Leng Hanchan who came back from outside happened to see Han Lian, recalling the information about him, Leng Hanchan lost his mind for a while and blurted out.

"Mr. Han?"

Um?

When Han Lian heard someone call him, his mind was suddenly recalled, he looked up, and couldn't help but be slightly taken aback.

In front of him, there was a veiled cold cicada, and a Zen master Wuding who seemed to be sleeping with his eyes slightly closed.

He didn't know these two, and he couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart.

"I don't know you two?"

Leng Hanchan looked at Han Lian's face, unable to move her eyes, and said, "Mr. Han, we are your listeners, can we talk about it?"

Hearing this, Han Lian also came back to his senses, and suddenly he regarded her as a follower of the book: "Thank you girl for your support, I am extremely grateful.

However, the plot of "The Legend of Covering the Sky" will be known in two days, so I won't talk about it now. "

"It's not "The Legend of Covering the Sky", but something else."

other?

Hearing this, Han Lian vaguely understood something.

No wonder he talked about the arrogance of Luoyu Realm yesterday, which attracted good people.

Seeing his extraordinary temperament and the fact that his words had already reached this level, he had no choice but to nod his head and make a gesture of invitation: "Since the girl invites you, it is not easy to refuse."

......In the hotel room, Han Lian and Leng Hanchan sat at the table opposite each other.

Zen Master Wuding is coiled with Buddha beads, like a statue.

There are few men in Hanshan Palace. Leng Hanchan looked at Han Lian and was attracted by his appearance. Although his expression had not changed, he was more and more doubtful in his heart.

Because she suddenly realized that it was just her appearance that made her feel good.

You must know that she is a cultivator at the peak of the Butterfly Transformation Realm. At the time of the Butterfly Transformation Realm, her soul has already begun to transform. How difficult it is to affect her mood only by her face.

In addition, Leng Hanchan has already obtained Han Lian's information, but that news, there is no difference.

A top force in the Falling Feather Realm, Chunyang Sect, investigated a mortal who had never practiced, and could only find out that the other party was Lingnan Mansion who came to it a month ago.

As for the other kinds, it is a blank sheet of paper, as if it appeared out of thin air.

This kind of situation made Leng Hanchan buried a ray of curiosity in his heart.

A handsome man like Han Lian who speaks nicely, but he has never appeared before.

After drinking a cup of tea, Han Lian saw that the other party had been silent for a while, which made him a little uncertain for a while, so he could not help coughing dryly: "The girl invited me to talk, I don't know what the girl wants to ask?

The girl's accent and dress, I'm afraid she's not a native of Lingnan Prefecture, right? "

When Leng Hanchan heard this, she suddenly came back to her senses, and her eyes became more agile, and said, "My surname is...Dan, a native of Xiangnan Prefecture in Linfu, come to Lingnan Prefecture... to find someone."

'one? This surname is really rare. ' Han Lian whispered in his heart, but nodded, and said, "There are no outsiders here, and the things that Miss Shan is looking for can be explained as much as possible."

"Um."

When Leng Hanchan heard this, he also responded and said, "This matter is quite simple, that is, Mr. Luo Yujie Tianjiao was discussed yesterday.

The information of those arrogances is thought to be hidden by the major sects, and it is not published. Whoever thinks that Mr. will know it, it is really amazing. "

Leng Hanchan's voice was cold and vaguely ethereal, which made Han Lian relaxed and happy. He smiled and said, "Haha, the girl is joking. I'm just here to deal with those good people and say it casually. What is the truth, I can't make a conclusion based on it."

"Just say it casually? I don't know how Mr. Han knows the information of those arrogant people. Is it possible that they have friendship?"

When Leng Hanchan heard Han Lian's words, she naturally didn't believe it and couldn't help but continue to ask questions.

For some reason, she always felt that there was a layer of fog on the other side, making her unable to see it clearly.

Han Lian didn't look at the other party, and continued to deal with it: "I'm just an ordinary storyteller, how can I know those geniuses?"

When Leng Hanchan heard this, her eyes were filled with curiosity, and she couldn't help asking: "Sir, the little girl doesn't believe it.

Like the cold cicada, its celestial incarnation is inherited from the ancestors from generation to generation, and almost no one knows how to control the cold moon wheel, the spiritual tool of the town palace.

Mr. Han knows so many details about this woman, how to evaluate this woman? "