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

Chapter 131

After the previous"embarrassing incident", Han Lian was much more careful when performing the Great Void Technique.

After walking around for a while, he finally returned to his guest room.

Da Jin saw Han Lian with surprise in his eyes and said,"Master, can you pry the void?"

Han Lian was in a good mood after hearing this. He condensed and passed the Great Void Walking part of the Great Void Technique to the other party, and then walked towards the bed.

"If you get something, go and comprehend it yourself, don't bother me."

The content of the Great Void Walking is quite exquisite, and the length of the chapter is quite huge.

After receiving the spiritual thought, Da Jin couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

After it read all the contents, its eyes were full of sparkles.

Although it can already pry the void, it feels that if it can really comprehend this method thoroughly, it will be as easy as walking on flat ground in the void!....After Han Lian returned to the bed and fell down, he began to think about what he should do next.

He hesitated for a long time, but still took the practice of the Yaoguang Saint.

After fully understanding the part of the wheel sea, he opened his eyes again and was already full of energy.

It was just as he thought.

His understanding of the Divine Bridge Realm was already enough, and what he lacked was the accumulation of spiritual power!

Although the spiritual energy of this world is borrowed to practice the Heaven Covering Method in this world, it is not worth it if the spiritual energy learned from the practice method of the Falling Feather Realm is converted into the spiritual energy of the Heaven Covering Method.

After all, he lacks everything now, but not the source stone!

Han Lian flipped his hand, and two primary source stones appeared in his palm. When absorbed, the bitter sea surged and the divine spring boiled, and the golden light began to shine on the Divine Bridge.

After consuming fifteen primary source stones, Han Lian's accumulation had reached its peak. He shouted in his heart and began to impact the realm.

Shrouded in the boundless fog, he did not feel the slightest panic or confusion in his heart. Instead, he thought of the work in his room and hummed to himself.

"I have a heart of immortality, which has been locked up by dust and labor for a long time. Today, dust is gone and light is born, shining through thousands of mountains and rivers!"

He half chanted and half read, looking at the endless abyss in front of him, and took a step forward. It seemed that there was no way, but the divine bridge stretched out and paved out.

Seeing this, Han Lian's expression did not change. Finally, he reached the end. His breath trembled slightly, and suddenly began to rise. In his sea of suffering, there was a faint halo that appeared and disappeared from time to time. Between the flow, it was like the shining stars, and the sound of various scriptures rang in his heart.

The realm of the other side of the wheel sea is completed!

He exhaled a breath of turbid air, and his muscles and bones began to crackle.

Sure enough, practicing the sky-covering method in this world seems to be much simpler than in the sky-covering universe. Apart from other things, it is quite obvious from the perspective of time.

He restrained his own thoughts and began to look at the source of the mother energy of all things, with a little surprise in his eyes.

He did not have the green copper fragment, and could not restrain this If the source of the Mother Qi of All Things had not been obtained by the system, it would have crushed the land and fallen into the underground star core.

Han Lian hesitated for a moment, and began to shape his only"vessel" in the sea of suffering.

He pondered for a long time, and the prototype of the vessel became more and more like a book.

Originally, he did not want to refine the vessel into this, but was actually thinking about his current image.

He had a feeling that although vessels such as towers, tripods, steles, and bells were the most valuable, his only vessel should be a book.

The prototype of the vessel began to emerge, and Han Lian saw that it was square and ugly, but not too ugly.

With a slight movement of his mind, Han Lian did not hesitate, and he put all the pages of the Emperor Dao scriptures that he had collected into the book.

Next Instantly, the instrument condensed from this book suddenly became much thicker.

On it, endless chaotic energy began to flow, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into Dao patterns engraved one by one.

Han Lian originally wanted to refine his own instrument in one go, but he vaguely remembered that the flame purple energy coming from the east would consume spiritual energy. In his current state, even with all kinds of means, he was afraid that it would be difficult to maintain it for too long.

After hesitating for a long time, Han Lian kept the instrument in its prototype state.

If there is anything that looks the most extraordinary now, it must be the imperial scriptures in it.

He sent it back into his own sea of bitterness to nurture, and then began to immerse his mind and restore his own state.

For him, because he needs to transform various scenes into appearing in the minds of the listeners, telling stories is a very spiritual thing.

Although he is on the side Only broke through the realm of the realm, but in the subsequent large -virtual and air surgery study, his spiritual thought was almost exhausted.

On top of Zifu Dan, there is an unspeakable atmosphere.

Han Lian thinks again and again.

It turned into a pure aura and countless rules , and exploded in his mind.

Han Lian did not hesitate.

In a flash, his figure had already left the Tongtian Pavilion and fled to the clouds.

In just three or two breaths, his figure had already appeared under the nine heavens.

Looking at the strong breath of thunder, Han Lian looked indifferent and sat down cross-legged here.

Behind him, the secret of the secluded place began to emerge, and various scenes flowed, reflecting the past life and imagining the future.

As the scene of the secret of the secluded place became faster and faster, everything began to gradually become blurred, and various fluctuations began to flow on Han Lian's body.

Wisps of chaotic energy were stained on the secret of the secluded place.

As the secret of the secluded place gradually dissipated, those fluorescent lights floated towards the top of Han Lian's head and turned into a dim light gate.

The gate of the purple mansion!

Han Lian looked up at the light gate that was close at hand, shook his head slightly, and then closed his eyes again.

The inexplicable power of the void emerged, mixed with the secret of the secluded place, and turned towards the gate of the purple mansion.

Between his brows, the mark of the green lotus that had been hidden before had quietly emerged.

Not only that, in his sea of suffering, the instrument that had already condensed into a prototype trembled slightly, and the pages of the book, whether illusory or solid, were slowly turned over.

After dozens of breaths, the door of the purple mansion was completely solidified.

The door was square and about ten feet in size.

A misty and otherworldly aura came to his face.

Han Lian looked up at the door of the purple mansion.

He stood up and took one step at a time.

The aura on his body became more and more awe-inspiring.

In the blink of an eye, he reached the peak.

When he touched the light gate, chaos, yin and yang, emptiness, immortality, Xuanhuang, etc.

...With all the auras flowing, he had some enlightenment in his heart.

The rules of this world cannot be fully comprehended. Usually, it depends on what rules are manifested in your own talents.

Han Lian thought of this, then put his hands behind his back, stepped out, and stepped into the light gate.

The next moment, the light gate began to become illusory, and then almost disappeared, turning into an inexplicable existence, imprinted in his heart.

The so-called purple mansion is condensed in the heart as its own foundation.

In a blink of an eye, on his heart, a series of imprints began to emerge, and under the infection of the heart of the emperor, it suddenly became surging and powerful.

Plop!

Plop!

The sound of his heart beating was like the thunder between heaven and earth, making the hearts of all the cultivators almost out of control, as if they were about to explode.

Seeing this scene, countless powerful people hiding in the dark and silently watching, even the Nirvana Great Venerable, were all shocked.

What kind of monster is this!