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

As Han Lian finished speaking, the entire teahouse fell silent, and then it exploded.

Hundreds of listeners were shocked.

No one expected that Mr. Han would not only easily resolve the challenge, but also scold several people in one breath.

The mute Zen mastered the silent Zen, and killed the demons! The

24 rhythms of the Eight Sounds of Xiaoxiang controlled the butterfly-transforming monk!

And the Saint of Hanshan Palace, Leng Hanchan, was able to suppress the dragon in Tongyou Realm and master the palace-guarding spiritual weapon...Hanshan Palace is a giant sect in Luoyu Realm. Even the previously mentioned Blood Worship Sect was far inferior to it at its peak.

The palace-guarding spiritual weapon of such a force is beyond their imagination.

They said they didn't believe it, and they really didn't believe it.

But listening to Han Lian's firm words, even if they wanted to refute it, they didn't know how to start for a moment.

They didn't want to admit it, but after a careful comparison, it was true that there was no harm without comparison.

In the inn, Leng Hanchan, who was originally listening to Han Lian's story about the prodigy, suddenly spread a burst of cold air from her body, wanting to freeze the surroundings.

The cold air dissipated in an instant, but from the shock in the depths of Leng Hanchan's eyes, it can be seen that she was quite uneasy at this time.

If it comes to the prodigy, she is naturally confident that she can make the list.

However--she has inherited the intergenerational inheritance of her master, so that the palace-guarding spiritual weapon can be revived and recognize her as the master. This matter has not been spread to the outside except for her master and several supreme elders who have been in seclusion.

The dragon pond she suppressed was in the forbidden area of Hanshan Palace. Apart from the suppressed dragon, only Master Wuding knew about it.

Such a secret matter would be difficult for others to know unless she wanted to spread it.

Who would have thought that Han Lian would say it out loud.

How did he know?

Leng Hanchan's thoughts were flowing. Just by looking at her clenched jade hands, she knew that she was uneasy.

Beside her, Master Wuding, who was originally listening carefully to what Han Lian had to say, paused slightly. He didn't even notice that the Zen beads in his hand were pinched by him with a fingerprint.

"Amitabha, this matter...It's really weird!"

Zen Master Wu Ding stood up, with a faint glimmer of Zen in his eyes, as if he wanted to see through Han Lian.

But no matter how he looked at it, in his eyes, Han Lian was just an ordinary person with no cultivation.

He guessed that Han Lian had some tricks, but after hearing these words, he turned the Buddhist beads in his hand very fast, and he couldn't calm down.

"Elder Wu Ding, I believe you. This Han Lian is really not simple."

At this time, Leng Hanchan's pretty face was already quite solemn, and she said seriously.

If this Han Lian spoke up and said one or two of these things, it would be fine.

But whether it is the Three Thousand Buddhas of the Wusheng Sect, or the bloodline of the Xunfeng Dynasty,...These things are all secret!

The Xiaoxiang bamboo flute of the Xiaoxiang Empress of the ancient Chuyue Dynasty is a top secret that she only learned after she became the next heir to the clan leader! Even with her identity as the Saint of Hanshan Palace, she cannot view the top secret!

She has never heard of the Zhenyan Temple and the Zen Buddhism in the Great Snow Mountain.

Hanshan Palace is a major sect in the world. It gave birth to the Chunyang Patriarch and is almost a top sect that can lead the righteous way.

Information that she, a saint, did not know was actually picked up by such an unskilled storyteller....She didn't dare to think too much.

Suppressing her curiosity, Leng Hanchan took a deep breath and said,"Elder Wuding, it seems we need to investigate the information of this storyteller."

After hearing this, Master Wuding just stared at Han Lian's figure and nodded solemnly....In the teahouse, Han Lian heard the message in his mind that the novice guidance period had been completed. He didn't want to say more for a while. He closed the paper fan in his hand and said,"Everyone, today's storytelling has ended. Please wait three days for the next storytelling."

After saying this, he walked towards the backstage of the teahouse.

After hearing Han Lian's farewell words, some people still didn't give up and shouted loudly:"What Mr. Han said just now sounds reasonable, but how do we know whether it is true or false?"

Han Lian naturally heard these words, but he didn't pause at all and went down the teahouse without looking back.

How could someone ask this?

He has read the book from beginning to end, how could it be false?

You can't joke like this.

Yes, Han Lian is not from the Luoyu Realm, he is a time traveler.

When he was reading this novel, he was too fascinated and had some accidents, and he actually entered the fantasy world in this book.

In other words, he is a book flipper who knows all the plots!

He originally thought that he would become a figure like Huang Longshi in the Snow, or become a big evil villain, or become the protagonist, but who would have thought that he would actually activate the storyteller system.

As long as there are people listening to his storytelling and making the listeners feel as if they are in the story, he can get storytelling points.

It is for this reason that he stayed in this teahouse to tell stories.

However, when telling stories, he also made a few fortune-telling remarks, which still gave him the image of a master.

According to the system, storytelling points can be drawn through lottery to improve his strength, but as for how to draw, he has not yet come into contact with it.

Fortunately, his novice guidance period has ended and the rewards will be available soon.

Han Lian returned to his room in the inn and suppressed his excitement:"System, collect the novice guidance period rewards!"

「Congratulations to the host for completing the novice guidance period and receiving the new storyteller gift pack!」

「The new storyteller gift pack is now available...」

「The new storyteller gift pack has been opened successfully. Congratulations to the host for winning the newbie ten-draw reward!」

「There is no level restriction for this ten-draw draw, and the scope is the metaverse of"The Legend of the Great Saint". The rewards are unknown!」

「"The hidden reward for new storytellers has been activated. Do you want to claim it?"

Hearing the various prompts from the system, Han Lian suppressed his emotions and took a deep breath.

This storytelling system is really generous!

According to what he knows, the exchange of storytelling points is divided into levels.

Currently, he can unlock the four treasure chest draws of bronze, silver, gold, and diamond.

It takes 100 storytelling points to open the bronze treasure chest each time.

The storytelling points required for each silver, gold, and diamond treasure chest will increase tenfold with each advancement.

The higher the level of the treasure chest, the higher the probability of drawing good things.

As for the ten-consecutive draws with no level limit, he can get one thousand storytelling points, and he can also get one million storytelling points!

Apart from other things, just thinking about it like this, he was really excited.

Han Lian looked at the"ten-consecutive draw" button and the"hidden reward" claim button on the system, took a deep breath, and did not click them.

He told the shopkeeper to boil hot water early so that he could burn incense and bathe before claiming the reward.

The lucky draw is something that cannot be neglected. It is so mysterious that you have to believe it!

After he burned incense and bathed, he took a deep breath and muttered silently in his heart:"Feiqi Feiqi, please leave quickly. Emperor Ye Tian will bless me. I must deliver the goods!"

"Ten consecutive hits, give me one!"