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

Looking at the Tongtian Pavilion plaque in front of him, which showed no trace of anyone's spiritual power, he smiled lightly with deep meaning.

The spiritual power of this plaque was created by him, so any changes that occurred could not be hidden from his eyes.

However, the spirit inside it seemed to be playing hide-and-seek with him and was unwilling to come out to see him.

After all, it was condensed from the Nine Heavens Jade, so its foundation would naturally not be bad. I just don't know how spiritual this plaque can be in this world.....Han Lian, who was in a good mood, did not spy on the spiritual weapon again. He floated down the Tongtian Pavilion and walked outside on his own.

After he left, the small and delicate figure of the Tongtian Pavilion plaque spirit poked its head out from it.

It looked at Han Lian's figure and made a face with some joy.

In a blink of an eye, it jumped to the star bead core that was transformed from the Star Peak Array. It looked around to see that there was no one, and suddenly opened its mouth wide and swallowed the formation core that was as big as its own body.

After doing this, it patted its belly with satisfaction, and then went to the source stone, made a"big" shape, and fell down with its head raised.

The moment it came into contact with the divine source, the source stone began to melt vaguely. In just a moment, the spirituality and life source in it disappeared and merged into the Tongtian Pavilion plaque......Han Lian came out of Tongtian Pavilion. The weather outside had risen by several degrees, and the sounds around him began to become noisy.

Because Tongtian Pavilion was covered by his formation, the temperature and humidity inside were pleasant in all seasons, and it was always the most comfortable time.

In the eyes of some diners and listeners, the inside and outside of Tongtian Pavilion were clearly"two worlds".

If possible, he should go to the lord of Dongling Mansion to"discuss" and see if he could cover the entire city with this Xingfeng formation.

After all, the area it originally protected was a mountain with a radius of dozens of miles, which was more than enough for Dongling Mansion City.

This thought flashed through his mind, and he didn't think about it anymore. He opened the emerald folding fan with a"swish", and while shaking the fan to blow a cool breeze, he came to the wonton stall and sat down

""Give me a bowl of wontons!"

It was not mealtime, and there were few customers at the wonton stand. When the old man who cooked wontons heard Han Lian's call, he responded subconsciously and started to get busy.

After half a cup of tea, a bowl of wontons was brought to the table.

Han Lian was distracted at this time, and when he heard the sound, he came back to his senses and was slightly stunned.

"Duxing?"

The person who brought him wontons just now was not someone else, but the second on the Luoyu Realm Prodigy List, Yi Jianke Duxing.

Who would have thought that the other party would actually work as a waiter in front of this ordinary wonton stall.

Hmm?

Duxing's mind was often confused, and when he heard someone calling his name, he also sobered up a little from that state.

He looked up, with a little surprise in his eyes.

"Mr. Han?"

"Hahaha, I never thought you would be doing this kind of work here."

Han Lian nodded and chuckled. He put out two tea bowls and took out some tea. He poured a bowl and placed it across the table.

"Come, drink some tea with me."

After hearing Han Lian's words, Du Xing's expression became a little more lively. He did not respond, but came to sit down in front of Han Lian silently.

This tea was not a good tea, but just ordinary broken tea leaves. It tasted bitter and there was no sweetness at all.

Han Lian drank slowly, but saw Du Xing opposite him pick up the tea bowl, take a sip, and then drink it all.

""I have already experienced Mr. Han's methods. The reason I am here is because I found that some changes in fate can actually bring unprecedented possibilities."

At this time, the temperament of the lone traveler has completely stood up. He just sits there, and there is a state of seclusion between heaven and earth.

Seeing this, Han Lian couldn't help but secretly guess in his heart. He put down the tea bowl in his hand and poured another bowl for the other party.

"My method?"

He seemed to be asking himself, glancing at the wonton stand next to him.

"What I do is just letting things happen naturally. What's the point of understanding something that happens in a moment?"

Listening to the other party's witty remarks, he had already vaguely guessed what was going on, but he was still a little uncertain.

"..."

After hearing Han Lian's words, Du Xing fell silent again.

He stared blankly at the tea bowl in front of him. The reflection of himself in the tea made him look a little unreal. He raised his hand and flicked the tea bowl. Seeing the ripples that blurred his figure, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Han Lian.

"Mr. Han, you changed the fate of this wonton stall owner and made their lives different from what they were supposed to live. Are they still the same as before?"

"This question is quite interesting."

After listening to the other party's words, he looked up at the second most arrogant person in the Luoyu Realm. As his spiritual thoughts flowed, he could feel the endless obsession from the other party.

These obsessions did not have any actual negative effects, but they kept struggling there, as if many things in the world had become chaotic because of them.

Thinking about the other party's words again, he couldn't help but chuckle.

"Since you can peek into life, why don't you peek into mine too?"

Hmm?

After hearing Han Lian's words, Du Xing was slightly stunned, and suddenly raised his eyes to look at Han Lian. The moment the two looked at each other, Han Lian vaguely saw endless sword energy in his eyes.

These sword energies flowed wantonly, seemingly without rules, but they had never collided with each other. No matter how long they flew, nothing would go wrong.

The next moment, Du Xing groaned and slowly closed his eyes.

In the corner of his eyes, there was faint blood flowing down his cheeks and dripping into the tea bowl in front of him.

With a"ding dong" sound, the tea bowl in front of him suddenly exploded.

All the water droplets in it turned into sword energy, and in a square inch, Although Han Lian didn't know much about swordsmanship, he understood the rotation and changes of yin and yang.

He raised his hand and the sword energy in front of him stopped directly, and then gathered into a column of water.

The lone drop of blood floated aside, emitting the sound of swords.

The cultivation methods of the cultivators in this world do not distinguish between physical cultivation. After passing the realms of golden body, celestial phenomenon, etc., the blood in the body is as heavy as lead and mercury.

The one in front of him, who was only at the seventh level of butterfly transformation, but a drop of his blood already weighed several kilograms.

He stretched out his hand to take the drop of blood, feeling the sword intent in it, and suddenly smiled.

"Have you realized that there is no me in this world, nor my destiny?"

Without waiting for the other party to respond, Han Lian stood up with the tea bowl in his hand and pointed to the Tongtian Pavilion behind him.

"Everything behind me, if it weren't for my existence, would be nothing but illusions.

But that's God's will. Since it exists, it must be reasonable.

Because this world cannot determine my fate.

Even if it's unreasonable, as long as it exists according to the principles and rules between heaven and earth, it is reasonable. After all, God's will is ruthless, and order is constant. Unless you are strong enough to break it, it will continue to operate like this."

Here he said, paused slightly, and looked at Du Xing who was sitting opposite him.

The other party still closed his eyes, but began to recite Han Lian's words.

"God's will is ruthless, but order is constant....order...rule..."

Having said this, he seemed to be a little stunned. He suddenly opened his bloodshot eyes and looked up at the sky.

In front of him, countless sword energies were raging, and there was an aura that was detached from the world as they flowed.

His tattered clothes were gone, and in the blink of an eye, he was wearing a snow-white robe.

On it, there were beautiful patterns and small sword marks, as if they were branded on the robe. He walked towards the air step by step. Every time he raised his legs, sword energy was born under his feet, like a ladder condensed from sword energy.

As his figure rose, his aura continued to increase.

Butterfly Transformation to the Seventh Heaven...Seventh Heaven Peak....Eighth Heaven....In just a few breaths, his cultivation had reached the peak of the tenth level of butterfly transformation. Behind him, a towering mountain could be vaguely seen. Countless sword qi raged, and he would rather die than regret.

The secret of the secluded place: Tiandang Mountain, Dangtian Sword Sect!

With the sound of swords, a torrent of sword qi condensed in front of him.

The swords and weapons of the entire Dongling Mansion began to tremble with the figure of the other party.

Above the sky, the calamity clouds surged.

Du Xing raised his head and looked at the raging thunder tribulation, cutting off a piece of his sleeve to cover his eyes.

Now there was nothing in his hand, but he saw him raise his hand to shoot, and the sky suddenly condensed.

This celestial phenomenon was not as huge and majestic as others, but a three-foot-three-inch-three-point fire stick.

Du Xing held it in his hand and flicked it with his fingers. The black shell on it peeled off inch by inch, turning into a sharp and flawless sword. As the sword qi was swung, it turned into a torrent and rushed into the sky.

The thunder in the sky was directly split apart before it began to exert its power. No matter how turbulent the disaster is, the Sword of Dangtian will cut it with one sword!

Behind Du Xing, the scene of the secret of Tongyou became clearer and clearer.

The scene before the destruction of the Dangtian Sword Sect in Tiandang Mountain in the past appeared, and the world turned into pitch black, with the breath of strange demons rampaging and laughing.

With a wave of his hand, a large number of sword cultivators were bleeding.

The strange demons were ferocious, and their number blocked the sun and the sky.

But below, the scabbards of countless sword cultivators clanged like flowing fire, and they fell one after another!

The sound of fighting and the sound of long swords breaking, the cultivators fell from the clouds, and between heaven and earth, blood rain began to fall, the divine rainbow flickered, the powerful sword cultivators fell, blood dripped, and the rocks collapsed.

Under the reflection of such scenes, his realm continued to rise there.

A few breaths broke through a realm, and in the blink of an eye, he had reached the peak of Tongyou.

In front of him, an illusory door appeared. The mysterious lines on it seemed to have endless mysteries.

He was traveling alone to overcome the tribulation, and he did not hide anything. This kind of aura had already been noticed by countless cultivators, who watched with interest.

Originally, when he had overcome the tribulation, everyone's expression was quite normal.

But when his realm continued to rise and the illusory light door appeared, all the powerful cultivators changed their expressions.

The Gate of the Purple Mansion!

A cultivator who was originally only in the Butterfly Transformation Realm actually broke through more than a dozen small realms in a row and revealed his own Gate of the Purple Mansion!