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

With You Huang's departure, Han Lian became quiet again.

He really enjoyed the feeling of being alone, thinking about the details of the storytelling afterward, and the time slowly flowed away with a pot of tea.

This martial arts list is not like the Tianjiao list, it is just a generation of contemporary young people in this world.

Since he said that it is the martial arts list of the Falling Feather Realm, it is bound to dig out a lot of old monsters.

Although Luo Yujie's personal strength is not known to be much lower than the world of "Zhitian Zhuan", those monks will perceive too much or less under the feedback of this world.

Most of them exist like this. Since they have disappeared, there are more or less unknown stories.

In Han Lian's previous words, there were a lot of secrets involved, but he didn't know how many powerful people could be attracted by opening the martial arts list like this.

After all, the weakest person in this martial arts list is the Great Venerable Nirvana... Different from the quietness in the East Spirit Palace, the outside world today is a sudden turmoil.

Previously, Han Lian told stories that cover the sky, and the scope of its spread was still between the mortals.

Although there are books and periodicals among the common people to promote, but few monks can be attracted.

But when it came time to rank the arrogant list, the situation was different.

Because at this time, it has already attracted the attention of many monks in the world.

The focus of these cultivators was not on Han Lian in that arrogant ranking.

Although most of them are holding a wait-and-see attitude, after seeing the list, they are still quite impressed.

Among them, only a few of the seven Xunfeng sects were mentioned, and naturally some people were a little dissatisfied.

But comparing its background, record and the real strength of the final battle, many forces in the world did not make any strange noises.

The most important thing for the younger generation of monks is blood.

As Han Lian said, the Tianjiao list does not look at talent, but at Tianjiao's own strength, and there is no possibility of opportunism.

The ranking that was played out naturally made everyone shut up.

If you really feel that your strength is not bad, then go and choose Tianjiao on the Tianjiao list to be on the list, and then you will naturally hit Han Lian in the face.

But if you feel that your skills are not as good as others, then you really don't have much to say.

This is also the reason why the Seven Sects of Sundae have no opinion on this list.

But if you mention the martial arts list, it's really another matter.

Today, although martial arts are on the decline, and few people practice, but among the major sects, who does not have a supreme elder who likes to practice martial arts?

Although martial arts practice pays attention to blood, blood does not mean everything.

After all, how many young people can cultivate to the realm of Nirvana?

Even if it is not to compete for this title, even if it is to make a name for itself, all the sects have slammed the mountain gate and called out a lot of big men.

Some people who are self-aware and know how strong they are, scolded the younger generation for a pass, and then closed again.

Others are looking at Han Lian's "Zhitianzhuan" storybook, and then look at the top talent list ranked by Han Lian, and have a strong interest in their hearts.

For them, it is difficult to mention their interest in the Tianjiao list. Their real interest lies in Han Lian's identity and the ranking above the martial arts list.

If Han Lian can really say something, he will be well worth it.

And those top cultivators in the Falling Feather Realm also had some speculation about Han Lian's actions.

Han Lian stirred up the world like this, thinking that he wanted something, but he didn't know what he wanted.

If you can clearly understand the key points, or make friends with it, it is a very wise choice.

Mysterious heels, means of fighting across borders... all kinds of things make these sects take Han Lian seriously.

Even if it will not be treated as equals, but up to now, it will never say 'just a storyteller'.

So, in the land of the seven paths of the wind, every time there is a flash of light, they rush towards the direction of Dongling Mansion.

However, this time, the platoon is bigger than before, and some people are secretly speechless in order to show the majesty of the sect.

The Sundae Dynasty is vast, but these powerful monks can control the space to hurry, and the speed is incomparable.

They were all confident that they could arrive before Han Lian told the story.

Of course, this kind of thing does not happen in every sect in the seven sects.

The desolate Yanbei Road, overlooking the territory, is hard to see people for thousands of miles.

In the territory of this road, there are large areas of desolate land, one is because of frequent natural and man-made disasters, and the other is because there are few cities in the territory to protect them.

Originally, there were many people in this Dao territory, but as Han Lian said, the severe drought that year took away many mortal lives.

The layout of this path is different from the other six paths.

If it is said that the cities of other roads are located in places with convenient transportation, the cities of this road are all located on the northern frontier, facing the demon country.

On the border between Yanbei Road and the Northern Demon Kingdom, there are a series of Xiongguan cities.

Behind the Xiongguan is a piece of fertile land that has been cultivated, a common place of residence.

The soldiers in this city are armed with soldiers, not only to protect the city, but also to protect the families behind them.

Here, men die on top of their sons, and if they are daughters, it is common for one person to marry two husbands, just to leave incense for them.

The unity of the common people in this way is incomparable with other ways.

Above a Xiongguan, a middle-aged man in a red robe was holding a volume of books, reading with great interest.

This person is not someone else, but a rare prince of the Sunda Dynasty, King Yun Konglie of Yanbei.

At this moment, only the sound of the armor was heard, but it was a general wearing heavy armor and phoenix armor.

His status, even if it can't be compared with the other party, is almost the same.

There are seven sects of the Sunda Dynasty, one sect.

The man in this armor is Yan Beijiu, the head of the Jinge Gate of Yanbei Dao.

The two have been in a stalemate of adversity and symbiosis for hundreds of years, and they are naturally quite familiar.

He didn't even salute Yun Konglie, he just swept his hand, and it was immediately clear.

"The Legend of Covering the Sky?"

"Yeah, you also know this book. It's too boring on the city wall now, and occasionally I want to pass the time."

He casually put down the book in his hand and looked at each other.

"I already know your intentions, this matter, even if I want to go to join in the fun, I am powerless.

So don't worry, this king will not be ignorant. "

Yun Konglie's words came to this point, he stood up, looked up at the endless barren scene outside the border pass, and couldn't help sighing: "It's been two years in a row, and outside the pass there is no abundant water and grass in summer, no heavy snow in winter, and such a drought outside the pass, I'm afraid. Before the winter is over, someone will be sent to die."

Yes, outside the Great Wall of Yanbei Road, compared with the inside of the pass, it is more than several times desolate.

In normal years, every time in late autumn, there are monsters knocking at the gate, thinking about breaking the city and grabbing food.

If the city has no choice but to kill some of those old and sick monsters, the young monsters and the mature monsters will have more hope of survival.

However, in recent years, there have been constant natural disasters outside the customs, and the environment is too harsh. Some demon countries can't even survive the summer, so they call at the customs to fight for a chance.

Now that the time is only midsummer, and several demon forces have been detected outside the customs, the pressure on them is not too big.

"They're here, just kill them all."

Yan Beijiu's heart was obviously hard and cruel, and after hearing this, he immediately became murderous.

But seeing the sad face in front of him, his heart softened a little for some reason, and sighed: "Brother Yun, if you really feel bored, it's not impossible to split up an incarnation to join in the fun."

Hearing this, Yun Konglie categorically refused: "One incarnation at least says that I have two or three tenths of my combat power. If there are more such incarnations here, I don't know how many soldiers' lives can be saved, for the king's own selfish... It's unbearable."

Yes, this Yanbei King is not a fanciful person, but a martial arts nirvana who has really fought hard.

The monsters that fell into his hands are already uncountable.

Even those big demons were horrified when they heard this name.

Hearing this, Yan Beijiu laughed.

I saw that he took a small boxy box from himself, handed it to the other party, and tapped it gently: "The puppet produced by the Bingjialou probably has the strength of the golden body, I have known it for a long time. Your mind, deliberately grabbed one.

You are the dignified king of Yanbei, do you want to be imprisoned in Yanbei all the time?

Then this prince is too boring.

This puppet, its strength is no more than the realm of the golden body.

A golden puppet, one more is not more, one less is not more.

If you relax your mind, it would be good to cross that moat, after all, I am still waiting for you to fulfill your promise. "

Hearing this, Yun Konglie touched his eyebrows slightly, and then laughed lightly.

"Okay, let's go!"