Tomb Raider: Storytelling Steals Pens, Nine Gates Are Confused

Where does this feel a little Feng Shui?

"No way, Great Elder, this doesn't look like Fengshui at all. Doesn't Fengshui have to have mountains and rivers, and this will form Fengshui."

The Great Elder remained silent, quietly following behind Zhang Xuqian.

It didn't take a while to walk to the center of the other courtyard.

A young man is sitting leisurely on a tree vine drinking tea.

"Mr. Zhang looks much more vivid than those in the newspapers."

Zhang Chen glanced lightly at the head elder.

The aura on his body is indeed much stronger than that of Master Zhang of the Nine Gates.

Even stronger than the partridge whistle.

"Prepare tea."

The thin vine that had been standing quietly on the ground just now retracted suddenly.

Waving in front of the Great Elder.

"This is!"

I have never seen a tree that can fly at will, it is simply terrifying.

I saw that the vines in front of me rose up without wind, like a small tentacle.

Hovering in the air.

Drag up a wooden teacup.

A rectangular table case is also taking shape.

Immediately afterwards, steaming kettles were created out of thin air one by one.

The second elder, who was still arrogant just now, suddenly stopped talking.

He has never seen such a scene.

"please."

Zhang Chen said lightly.

The Great Elder and the others picked up the teacup.

Drank the tea in the cup in one gulp.

The eyes covered by the cloak can clearly see the whole picture of the center of the other courtyard with the raised one.

A fog.

There seemed to be two or three shadows in the mist.

The Great Elder couldn't help but take a breath.

"This breath!"

"This feeling!"

For an instant.

He just couldn't speak.

The white mist that was inhaled just now has such a powerful effect.

He intuitively felt that his body had an indescribable sense of abundance.

This feeling is very accurate.

But again there is some ambiguity.

soon.

Several other elders also discovered something was wrong one after another.

The eyes looking at Zhang Chen were swollen and full of disbelief.

How could there be such a land of immortals in the Dragon Kingdom? They thought that the previous news that people could become younger was an exaggeration, and it was just an illusion.

After all, they keep their lives forever.

Naturally believe in such things as longevity, their patriarch is a living example.

So I don't think it's a false statement.

But this does not mean that you will believe that the effect will be so obvious.

This is still the effect of just taking a breath. If you practice in that fog, it is possible that you will not be immortal.

Zhang Chen looked at the expressions of everyone.

Looking at the past along the gaze, I immediately understood.

It is estimated that this group of people has discovered the benefits of this dragon vein energy.

immediately.

Zhang Chen asked.

"What's the matter, everyone?"

Only then did the Great Elder's stiff arm on the opposite side of the wooden table relax.

Gently put the tea cup in your hand on the wooden table.

When he just inhaled the white mist, the illusion and the freely retractable trees that he saw before entering the door were not so strange anymore.

His grandma's.

Longevity is done.

What is the thing that brought you before.

It's just pediatrics.

And the few people standing in the fog must also be the generals under Mr. Zhang.

Could it be that the Mr. Zhang in front of him is already the legendary informant in the myth?

The Great Elder was speechless for a moment, and stared blankly at the man on the rocking chair made of demon tree vines.

Chapter 220 Eight Simple Longevity, As for All the Fuss?

Zhang Chen looked at the Zhang family in the northeast in a daze.

It's like losing your soul.

Could it be that there are people-eating things in my yard?

Not so much.

That's all there is to it.

Zhang San, the veteran who came here before, came to you, Master Zhang Dafo and others did not behave like this.

This made Zhang Chen a little confused.

He turned his head and glanced at the demon tree very unconfidently.

Nothing special either.

"How many?"

Still can't wake up.

Zhang Chen felt a little upset.

The corpse tree in the other courtyard seemed to feel Zhang Chen's emotions.

Immediately stretched out two vines the thickness of a whip, and whipped them towards several people.

Snapped!

A crisp sound.

The piercing pain is transmitted to the brain.

The elders of the Zhang family in the northeast instantly sobered up.

Looking at Zhang Chen's warm and angry eyes, he was immediately rejoiced.

"Mr. Zhang, we still hope that Mr. Zhang can tell us a few questions when we go out this time."

"I also hope that Mr. knows everything and says everything."

Zhang Chen was also funny when he heard it.

What is known is inexhaustible.

That depends on what the problem is.

"Go ahead."

Seeing Zhang Chen open his mouth.

There was also a hint of joy in the eyes of the great elder.

"Mr. Zhang, this first question is just to ask how Mr. Zhang knew about Yunding Tiangong, including our Zhang family and Wang family in the northeast."

After finishing speaking, several people stared at Zhang Chen with burning eyes.

Zhang Chen turned his back speechlessly.

This is how his grandma answered.

It can't be said that I am a time traveler, and there is a system.

It cannot be said that I have been to the grave myself.

I said at the beginning that I was just a storyteller.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Chen replied.

"Storytelling, storytelling, it is natural to listen to people."

"Could it be that these stories came out of nowhere?"

"As for who said it, it's inconvenient to tell."

The Great Elder looked bewildered.

I thought Zhang Chen could say something useful.

Unexpectedly, this answer is the same as no answer.

It's almost like farting.

But of course you can't say this in front of Mr. Zhang, it's simply disrespectful.

"Mr. Zhang knows the mission of our Northeast Zhang family, why should he expose this secret?"

"The things in this other courtyard seem to have become something of Fengshui nature."

"Presumably Mr. Zhang would not deliberately conceal this aura. Even Wang Zanghai at the time couldn't make such a feng shui situation, not to mention that there is an aura, which is also different' ‖."

"Mr. Zhang really hasn't been to Yunding Tiangong, I obviously don't believe it."

Zhang Chen looked helpless.

If you don't believe me, there's nothing you can do.

That's all there is to say.

I really have never been to Genting Tiangong.

But this does have a different meaning from the silence to the Great Elder.

The Great Elder secretly looked carefully at this expression.

Mr. Zhang must have been to Yunding Tiangong, otherwise, it would be impossible for him to be so familiar with Yunding Tiangong.

"Has Mr. Zhang seen the person guarding the gate of Yunding Tiangong?"