Fantasy: Storytelling Covers the Sky, the Saint Falls in Love

Han Lian felt that his mind was exhausted when he spoke to this point. After a little thought, he found that this was a good time to pause, so he stopped talking, picked up the teacup beside him and took a sip.

Suddenly, he was slightly stunned: on the map in front of him, a series of blue light spots appeared at some point, and there were dozens of cyan light spots.

Although not many, if you count the blue light spots carefully, there are at least two hands.

Each blue light spot represents a great monk in the Butterfly Transformation Realm, and he couldn't help but be alert.

You have to know that when he was telling the story, his system map had not been closed. At that time, there were only more than ten cyan light spots!

If these butterfly-transformed monks appeared one by one, it would be fine, but they appeared suddenly like this, and no one could be sure if there was anything fishy....At this moment, because Han Lian stopped telling the story, the various scenes in their minds disappeared in an instant, allowing them to gradually come back to their senses.

Looking at Han Lian on the high platform, they couldn't help but complain:"Mr. Han, is this all?"

"Mr. Han, we are having a great time right now, you can't stop like this!"

"Mr. Han stopped like this, I think he won't talk anymore today.

Alas, I have to drink to relieve my sorrow for the next three days."

"What are you worried about?"

"If I tell you half of this story, wouldn't you be worried?"

"That's right, count me as one of your drinking buddies."

"..."

"..."

Han Lian listened to the noise and just smiled and bowed his hands to apologize.

He closed the jade folding fan in his hand and tapped it lightly, and said with a smile:"Everyone, I will stop here for today's storytelling. Don't complain, after all,"The Legend of the Great Ruler" is long."

After hearing Han Lian's words, the complaints of the audience subsided a little.

At this time, a listener seemed to have thought of something and asked:"Mr. Han, you once talked about the prodigies of our Luoyu Realm, and you said that Cao Yuanliang was so bad.

Now it has been several days. When will you talk about the prodigies of our Luoyu Realm again?

I remember that you wanted to rank the contemporary prodigies of the Luoyu Realm."

As soon as this listener opened his mouth, many listeners looked at him with sharp eyes, and stopped complaining about why he didn't talk about"The Legend of the Great Ruler", and then asked together.

Seeing this, Han Lian raised his hands to suppress the voices, and smiled:"I still remember what you said.

But if I say it now, I'm afraid it's not the right time.

After all, such a ranking is not something I can decide with just a few words.

After I finish the ranking, they still need to see the real result.

Don't worry about it, I think it should be done soon."

After hearing Han Lian's words, the audience was slightly surprised at first, and then they exploded.

Having listened to many books, they naturally understood the meaning of Han Lian's words: those geniuses in Luoyu Realm would probably gather in this small Lingnan Prefecture!

Although they had heard Han Lian talk about the"great battle" before, they were mostly confused and only understood that it was a big event.

But they didn't expect it to be so lively.

What a big melon!

Han Lian saw that the audience was getting excited again and found that the number of blue spots on the map had not decreased. He had a bad feeling in his heart, so he suppressed everyone's voices and said,"Since the storytelling has ended today, please disperse. After all, there may be other things happening here next." After these words came out, the voices of the audience gradually became smaller, and most of them had a flash of suspicion in their eyes.

"occur...What happened?"

At this moment, among the audience, eight powerful auras emerged. In the shocked eyes of the audience, they slowly floated into the air and stood around Han Lian's teahouse, looking down from above.

They ignored the audience below, looked at Han Lian, and said in a cold tone:"Han Lian, Mr. Han, our sect's Zen Master Lianqing has come out of retreat. He knows that you are talking about"The Legend of the Heaven-Crushing God" and"The Heavenly Pride". He has been teaching you for a long time and wants to invite you to the sect to tell stories. Is that possible?"

Although the word"please" was mentioned in these words, there was no intention of inviting him at all.

Moreover, his figure was looking down from above, and one could tell what he was thinking at a glance.

"Zen Master Lianqing?"

Han Lian ignored them. After hearing this name, a gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly realized something.

The plot direction that he had not expected in this book suddenly appeared in his mind.

Although the other party was rude, as a decent storyteller, he naturally could not lose his manners. He smiled, held his fan and bowed, and said:"Thank you all for your kindness, but I still have a group of listeners here, and I naturally cannot abandon them for one person."

As soon as these words came out, even if these listeners were originally full of anger in their hearts, they silently said"good".

At the same time, they were also worried about Han Lian in their hearts.

Because more than one cultivator has said that Mr.

Han is just like them, they are all ordinary people.

If he disobeys the big figures in the sect like this, I am afraid that something will happen....

As they expected, the leader's eyes turned red after hearing this, and he put his hands together and said,"In this case, we can only sacrifice them to Brahma.

" As soon as he finished speaking, a layer of black mist enveloped him, and the whistling mist covered the sky.

A low hum sounded in their ears.

"Black Lotus Dharma, Relieve Suffering..."

Not only that, the Black Lotus Sect's astronomical monks who were already outside the crowd also began to use their methods to seal off the surrounding area.

"Black Lotus Sect!"

"They are the Black Lotus Sect of the Weird Demon Sect!"

After hearing this voice, all the listeners panicked. Looking at the black fog in the sky, they couldn't help but feel a little desperate.

The Weird Demon Black Lotus Sect is one of the few Weird Sects that also attack ordinary people. If they don't attack, it's fine. Once they attack, they will massacre the city!

The Black Lotus Sect...Leng Hanchan had already noticed when those monks appeared. After discovering that there were eight great monks in the Butterfly Transformation Realm, her expression became solemn for a while.

Because so many Butterfly Transformation monks appeared, there must be great monks with higher realms behind them.

According to the information from Hanshan Palace, the Zen Master Lianqing they mentioned was in the Tongyou Realm.

Seeing that they were about to attack Han Lian, Leng Hanchan couldn't bear it.

But at the moment when she wanted to help without hesitating to expose her identity, Han Lian made a move directly.

Without the slightest delay, after understanding the identities of these people, looking at the black fog in the sky, Han Lian's mind moved slightly, and an illusory celestial phenomenon rose from the ground. The celestial phenomenon condensed by the chaotic body, the sun and the moon patrolled the sky!

Boom!

The celestial phenomenon emerged, the sun was panicking, and the moon was bright. Under the flow of two extreme forces, all the pressure was resolved at once.

He walked forward to the edge of the teahouse platform, raised his head slightly to look at the Black Lotus Sect's butterfly-transformed monk in the sky, and raised his eyebrows slightly:"Can you move my listeners?"