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

The guest room where Han Lian lives is on the top floor of the Tongtian Pavilion Inn. Before he walked back to his room, he vaguely sensed the aura of thunder and robbery between the heavens and the earth, and he couldn't help but raise his brows slightly.

A trace of spiritual thought probed out, and slowly dissipated under the pressure of Thunder Tribulation.

He gathered his mind, and a little surprise flashed in his eyes.

Cold cicada?

He recognized the secret of Yue Lian Palace's seclusion no matter what.

But didn't he just wake up by himself not long ago, why did he go directly to transcend the calamity?

Could it be that... I was stimulated by myself?

He vaguely felt that his unintentional conjecture seemed to have found the truth of the matter, but he didn't pay attention to it anymore, and continued to walk towards his guest room.

No matter how bad the opponent's state is, with the blessing of the divine source and divine spring water, they will definitely be able to withstand the thunder calamity.

This has already been known in advance, so don't join in the fun.

Under the blessing of Zen Master Wuding, as long as the other party does not want the fish to die and the net to break, no matter what means they use, they can only be said to be free.

But now that the Demonic Demon Sect has smashed the sand several times here, he should have a longer memory after thinking about it, right?

Han Lian walked in the direction of his room, and when he entered, he vaguely sensed two auras in front of him, so he couldn't help slowing down.

After entering his line of sight, he glanced at it, and a little surprise flashed in his heart.

Feng Xiu, Nie Tong?

What are the two of them doing here....

Han Lian flashed this thought in his mind, but went up to meet him.

"Why are you two wandering outside my door?"

He chuckled lightly, interrupting the thoughts of the two, and opened the door casually:

"Come in soon?"

ah?

"Oh oh oh..."

After hearing this, the two were slightly taken aback, and followed Han Lian into the room with a look of joy.

Although Han Lian's age in this life is similar to the two of them, the two of them are respectful in front of Han Lian, and they don't see the behavior of their peers at all.

"After all, what is the matter with you two coming to find me?"

Han Lian took the cup with a smile, motioned the two to sit down, and asked casually.

Feng Xiu and Nie Tong looked at each other. They seemed to be discussing who should speak first. After staring at each other, Nie Tong spoke.

He straightened his body, bowed to Han Lian, and said after deliberation:

"Mr. Han, when you commented on the Tianjiao list, you made me feel a lot of emotion.

According to Mr. Han's words, it is possible to make progress in the next shot at the end of the Tianjiao list. Please give pointers to Mr. Han. "

Feng Xiu heard this, his eyes lit up slightly, and he was about to slap the case.

"me too."

Want to ask me for pointers...

Hearing this, Han Lian raised his eyes to look at the two in front of him, drank the tea in the cup, and said slowly:

"Cultivation of one way, the key is inheritance, the cultivation methods of the two of you have roots to follow.

If my Dharma contradicts the principles of both of you practicing Dharma, how should you choose? "

This...

Nie Tong originally thought that Han Lian would ask other questions, or talk about compensation, but he didn't expect to come up to ask, it turned out to be about sectarianism.

All kinds of thoughts circulated in his mind, vaguely aware of the reason, and said solemnly:

"Mr. is a scholar of heaven and man, and asserts that the ancients and the moderns are in a line of their own, and the strength of the body is beyond the reach of the arrogance of me.

All doctrines and teachings are easier to adapt to strengths and weaknesses.

I am a wise man, and I naturally understand which is more important and which is less important. I listen to Mr. "

"I also listen to Mr.

"That's a good thing to say."

Han Lian chuckled lightly, raised his eyes to look at the other party, pondered for a moment, then turned his hand to take the glazed treasure seal to suppress the space here, and used the Taiyin Sun array to block the surrounding sounds, saying:

"Nowadays, few people in Luoyu Realm know that worshiping blood sects, long before the establishment of sects, there is still a name, it is 'Blood God Sect'.

This blood god is the blood god that you understand that 'blood energy is immortal, blood god is immortal'.

Although it has already fallen, as the words say, the blood is immortal, and the blood god is immortal.

This sentence is not as simple as the words. "

His words paused slightly, and suddenly the conversation changed.

"Come on, the blood god you nurtured is in the core of your practice, right?"

After hearing this, Nie Tong vaguely thought of something, his face turned pale, and his expression became solemn.

Seeing that he seemed to have figured out the trick, Han Lian chuckled and said:

"You can continue to practice the cultivation method in the blood worship, but the blood god needs to be replaced by your own will.

Remember, only when you truly master the sea of ​​blood and obliterate the will of the blood god can you be considered to be out of your own way.

The sea of ​​blood is boundless, and it can save all living beings in the sky.

When everyone in the world regards you as a blood god, you become a real blood god. "

Han Lian's words were a little hazy, and Nie Tong was a little confused when he heard it, but vaguely, he had a very strong idea in his heart.

What Mr. Han said is the way I want to go!

After a deep bow, he stood there and began to think deeply.

At this moment, Han Lian looked at Feng Xiu next to him.

Looking at the vigorous sunshine boy in front of him, Han Lian couldn't fit in with the character Feng Xiu when he was reading, and he couldn't help sighing in his heart.

A little thought flashed in his heart, and he said:

"Feng Xiu, the method of your practice is to immerse yourself in the mountain for hundreds of years, and integrate several martial arts masters. I can't tell you anything about the martial arts.

But you have to remember that for your forty-nine seals, what you have to do is not to think about how many seals you can resist and unlock.

You should imprint this seal on yourself and make it familiar to your heart.

Not only that, you should seal yourself and continuously enhance your own heritage.

When the dragon Jiao is tattooed into the bone marrow, it is like an arm instructing, if it does not make a sound, it will be a blockbuster! "

Hearing Han Lian's words, Feng Xiu's heart was agitated and he nodded hard.

Han Lian thought for a while and continued:

"Mountain Master has no sect, and the inheritance he passed down to you is actually incomplete. Although this sect is still there, I am not good at words.

However, that sect has some origins with Guanhaizong, and the regretful artistic conception of watching the mountains regretfully is part of it.

Although the mountain-moving great master cultivates the martial arts and the mountain-moving method, he cherishes the martial intent of the sky.

Remember, the decline of martial arts in this world is not due to the poor practice of martial arts.

But this martial arts method is too strong, strong against God's will! "

At this point in his words, he stopped after a brief taste. After a pause, he chuckled lightly:

"I'm lying, you listen to it. The way of practice has been passed down for more than 100,000 years. I don't know how many people are amazing. If you really encounter a method that is more suitable for you, don't limit yourself to the words of one family."

After hearing this, the two fell silent for a while, without saying a word, they just bowed to Han Lian again.

But the two people who should have left, did not leave directly, Feng Xiu took a deep breath, clasped his fists and said:

"Mr. Han, as a martial artist, I, Feng Xiu, always do what I say. That day, Mr. Han passed on the name of my master. Feng Xiu once promised to die for him nine times. If he doesn't dislike him, Feng Xiu is willing to follow him!"

Hearing this, Nie Tong felt hesitant in his heart, but his eyes were firm after all.

"me too!"