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

The identity of Wuding Zen Master Hong Dingxue is not complicated.

Han Lian had mentioned it before when he was telling the story of Leng Hanchan, but he didn't elaborate on it.

The Hidden Sect that got the Moon Star Core was divided into three parts, which became Hanshan Palace, Yinyue Sect and Yaoyue Palace.

This Wuding Zen Master was the son apprentice of a great elder of the Yinyue Sect.

What is a son apprentice?

He has been following his master since he was a child, living with his master, and they are like father and son.

Although his talent was not the most outstanding in the Yinyue Sect, he was also one of the top ones. He got good fortune at the peak of Tongyou Realm, and in order to advance to the Purple Mansion Realm in one go, he did not hesitate to close himself in the death gate.

Time is quiet, and a hundred years have passed in a blink of an eye. Although it is not like the vicissitudes of life, this hundred years has completely destroyed the Yinyue Sect in the history books.

After knowing the reason, he almost collapsed his mind, and had to turn to Hanshan Palace, and under the guidance of his predecessors, he practiced Zen to calm his mind.

But after experiencing such a change, how could his state of mind be enlightened by a Zen method?

On the cold mountain of Jiqi Dao, since he couldn't calm his mind, he simply let it go.

Cultivate Zen to calm the mind?

He couldn't cultivate Zen to calm his mind. If his mind was disturbed, he would naturally have to pay with the lives of those strange and evil characters.

From then on, Hong Dingxue was never seen again, and only Master Wuding was left in the world.

The knot in his heart was still there, and since he had let his mind go, there was no need to resolve it.

When he knew that the true spirit of Yuexing had reincarnated and turned into Leng Hanchan, the various emotions in his heart were beyond the description of outsiders.

Even as he was involved in the cause and effect of Leng Hanchan, he resolutely became Leng Hanchan's protector.

And the look on his face when he asked about Leng Hanchan's condition just now made him sigh in his heart.

Leng Hanchan had already become Master Wuding's new obsession. If anything happened to the other party, he would really go looking for someone to redeem his life....."Mr. Han, you are telling stories here, what on earth do you want to do?"

Just when Han Lian was distracted, the donkey beside him suddenly asked, not knowing what he was thinking about.

What to do?

Han Lian was called back from his distracted state by the donkey's words. He was slightly stunned after hearing this, and then shook his head and laughed.

"I really just want to tell stories in peace."

"I don’t believe you."

At this time, the two of them had already reached the door of Tongtian Pavilion. The donkey muttered softly, and then jumped to find Su Yixiao.

Han Lian had also wanted to take a rest, but when he remembered that the listeners were still in the teahouse, he went to the teahouse first.

His figure turned into a beam of light and flew to the high platform of the teahouse. Some sharp-eyed listeners below saw Han Lian and immediately quieted down.

Han Lian's mind moved slightly and he withdrew the projection above the teahouse. Suddenly he thought of something, chuckled, held the fan and bowed, and said:"Everyone, plans cannot keep up with changes. Han is telling stories here, but I didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing. It's really a sin. I'm sorry for disturbing you.

In order to express my apologies, everyone present can come to my inn and have a table for free. It's on me, Han."

"How can I do this? There is no reason for Mr. Han to spend any more money!"

"Not bad, not bad. If it weren't for Mr. Han, I'm afraid we would have been killed by those guys from the Guimo Dao Sect. How can we take advantage of their kindness?"

"That’s right! If we go to Tongtian Pavilion Inn and eat for free, we will be unworthy of being human beings!"

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Listening to the words of the audience in the stands, Han Lian just laughed in his heart.

He opened the jade folding fan with a swish and pressed it lightly. Under the invisible wave, the voices of the audience gradually became quieter.

He closed the folding fan and placed it on the table. He took out the replica of the List of the Gods. It was less than a foot in size in Han Lian's hand. It spun around, and its brilliance was restrained. As soon as this object appeared, it attracted the attention of the audience, and in a blink of an eye, the teahouse was silent.

Han Lian cleared his throat and said with a smile:"This is the Tongtian Tablet, which is a spiritual weapon in my hand.

Now that I have finished talking about the Tianjiao of Luoyu Realm, I plan to establish a list of Tianjiao of Luoyu Realm on this Tongtian Tablet.

Anyone who is on the list knows the wonderful use of it!"

After saying this, he took a deep breath and said loudly:"Feng Xiu, Nie Tong, Wu Miaomiao, Song Zhiwen, Su Yixiao, Kong Huan, Yun Feiyang, Youhuang, Duxing, Leng Hanchan, are you ten willing to be on the list?"

When Han Lian called out their names, an inexplicable feeling sounded in their hearts.

The Tianjiao were slightly stunned, and then all agreed in their hearts.

And the next moment, this replica of the Fengshen List seemed to be inspired and left their marks on it.

Han Lian loosened his palm, and the spiritual weapon swelled in the wind, and in a blink of an eye, it was more than a few feet long.

It flew in an arc in the air, and then landed heavily inside the door of the Tongtian Pavilion Teahouse, crushing a screen and replacing its position.

The next moment, a few small characters of the Tianjiao List appeared on the originally blank list. Right below were the names of Leng Hanchan and other Tianjiao and the title of Han Lian.

All the Tianjiao's hearts trembled slightly, and they felt that they had a little more induction.

After they understood it a little and knew the wonderful use, they were all quite shocked. After being on the Tianjiao list, they not only felt that their cultivation speed had increased, but also that their realm perception had improved.

They also found that the mental injuries they had suffered when they fought with the strange demon were slowly recovering.

Not only that, after being on the list, they clearly felt a force that suppressed everything, taking away a wisp of their spiritual thoughts.

The information sent back made them a little unbelievable.

Retaining memories, if the spirit of the body is successfully reincarnated, it can use this spirit to awaken the wisdom!

This kind of method is not an exaggeration to describe it as a magical skill!

All the Tianjiao had the same idea in their minds.

This Tongtian Tablet is not an ordinary thing!

Han Lian didn't care about the various thoughts in the minds of those Tianjiao.

At this time, he was manipulating the Taiyin and Taiyang formation to completely cover the array pattern on the replica of the List of Conferred Gods.

Yes, he suddenly had an idea and planned to leave this replica of the List of Conferred Gods here as a signboard of the Tongtian Pavilion Teahouse.

As for why it was called the 'Tongtian Tablet' instead of the List of Conferred Gods, he had also thought about it carefully.

After all, the word 'Conferred Gods' is too important. If it really gets to the ears of some people with ulterior motives, it might not be good.

Not only that, as a replica, to be honest, it really can't bear the name of the 'List of Conferred Gods'.

After thinking about it, it is better to call it Tongtian Tablet in line with the Tongtian Pavilion.

At this time, a listener looked at the name on the list, and suddenly thought of something and asked:"The Tianjiao on the Tianjiao List is not fixed. If a latecomer is on top, how can he be on the Tianjiao List?"