Chapter 304 The picture shows the dagger

"Later..."

The more Wuzong talked, the more interested he became. How he won the favor of the previous Wuzong and how to understand the past of the witch temple, as if he had attracted An Bochen and Simajin just to tell the story of his youth.

Sima Jin did not interrupt again, sometimes frowned and sometimes bit his lips.

An Bochen, who stood beside her, knew that Simajin was looking for something in the story while scruising the truth of Wuzong. Since he didn't interrupt, most of what Wu Zong said is true, but no matter how he is, he is Wu Zong above the southern wilderness. Why did he tell us this? Is it because he hasn't seen his hometown people excited for a long time and can't stand it...

An Bochen shook his head and heard Wu Zong's tone suddenly turn.

“...... As soon as I learned the secret, the villain who chased me came. He didn't fight with me head-on and kept bewitching Wuzong. The old Wuzong plotted and became suspicious of me. We fought in this witch temple, and he secretly attacked me and set up these nine magic arrays to trap my body in a place of size. I will never take half a step until the last moment of my life.

Wu Zong's voice was very soft, as if the silk thread was about to break at any time, and there was also a gloomy atmosphere.

I think so. He was not only seriously injured, but also imprisoned in a place where he can only see a sunrise and a moon set. Everyone will still be resentful. More than a hundred years of imprisonment has not driven him crazy, and he is okay.

An Bochen and Simajin looked at each other and wondered at the same time.

"Why didn't he kill you?"

meditating, An Bochen asked.

The man imprisoned Wuzong in the southern wilderness. Although he controlled his body, Wuzong could still swim out of his body. It was better to kill him completely and avoid future troubles.

"Why don't you kill me?"

Wu Zong's Qingyu shoulder trembled again, and his voice was wrapped in endless sarcasm, and there were other things: "People are not plants, who can be ruthless. Hahaha... He didn't kill me because he felt guilty.

From the Central Plains to the Southern Wilderness, he spent so much money to subdue Wuzong, but finally let him go... Just because of guilt?

An Bochen was silent that Wu Zong's words did not seem to be fake, but every sentence was full of absurdity. If the stories he told before were true, more than a hundred years ago, he was also a magnificent figure. Wouldn't the person who imprisoned him here be more powerful? That man...

His eyes glanced past the nine sinks again. With such a delicate and strange craftsmanship, An Bochen's heart jumped and suddenly thought of a person.

Is it him?

"What is that secret?"

Without waiting for An Bochen to ask, Simajin asked, she was more concerned about the secret than who imprisoned Wu Zong.

"The younger generation doesn't know how to talk to me in this tone!"

With a sneer, Wu Zong's tone changed again, and his true temperament was strange and unpredictable.

Simajin was stunned and her face was complicated.

At this moment, Wu Zong heard a smile and said quietly, "It's okay to tell you that secret. If I remember correctly, from today on, ten years later, there will be external immortals coming to the eastern world, and Da Kuang also belongs to the eastern world, which is inevitable of a big disaster. Those immortals are destined to be more ferocious than demons. Once they come, it will be the end of my eastern world.

Hearing this, An Bochen looked at Simajin with a calm face, and looked at Wu Zong, who seemed to be waiting for the two to show surprise, secretly laughing.

"So you already know it."

When it didn't fade, Wu Zong reacted and said lightly, "It's better to know. Long after I discovered the secret, it was no longer a secret, which is why they didn't let me go. They want to deceive all sentient beings and hide their secrets until the last moment, but I don't want to. Although all sentient beings are not equal, since they are in the same place, they are the people of a country and the brothers of a family. Although the immortals and demons are strong, they are not invincible, but first of all, they must be united and have the same hatred for the enemy. How can they be as muddle-headed as they are now? In this way, how to defend the territory and defend the homeland?

Immortals in the East, this secret that once shocked An Bochen, I don't feel much when I hear it again today.

Perhaps because of the long time, I have heard that An Bochen has been numb again and again. But today, again hearing from Wu Zong's mouth, An Bochen had a completely different feeling, which had never happened, which made him nervous and uneasy.

"Why did the outside immortals come? After so many years, they have never been here. Why did they come in ten years? After thinking for a moment, Simajin looked up and asked Wu Zong, which was still her cold tone.

"Hahaha... Never been here? How do you know they haven't been here?

It seemed to hear something ridiculous. Wu Zong looked up and laughed, with a trace of sarcasm in his voice: "Although the Taoism has declined, there are layers of boundary to guard the sky, and there are endless time and distance between those caves and blessings. They have to pay a price if they want to come. Maybe in ten years, the price will be minimized, or for other reasons. It's said that it's a fairy god. How can we know about immortal gods?

After a pause, Wu Zong said again, "As for why they came, naturally, it was to find... Well, you don't have to know these things. If you know it, there will be a big disaster.

Speaking of the most important point, Wu Zong actually sold the key, which made An Bochen's teeth itchy.

Inadvertently, the light fell on Simajin, and An Bochen was stunned.

The sky is getting late, and the moonlight is sprinkled from the dense grid at the dome, flowing in the grooves made of mercury, but it also reflects the face of the boss Majin. The moon is like running water, rolling quietly.

"Dare to ask Lord Wuzong. Since there is an infinite time and distance, how did those immortals cross the time and distance to Da Kuang?

After a long silence, Sima Jin asked.

"There are many methods, some rely on Taoism and some rely on foreign treasures. Take the East China Sea Bell where we are for example. If we rebuild it, gather it with aura, and recover it, as long as your strength is strong enough, you may be able to throw it in one breath.

Wu Zong said with a smile.

His words were obviously joking, half true and half false, but Simajin seemed to believe it. He raised his head and looked at the temple hall again, thinking about it.

I don't know why he saw Simajin's appearance. An Bochen felt a trace of uneasiness in his heart and looked at the sink. An Bochen said in a low voice, "Dare to ask Lord Wu Zong, the person who chased you is surnamed Yi?"

Wu Zong was silent, and Simajin was stunned.

"Do you know him too? It's better."

After a short silence, Wu Zong admitted without hesitation, and there was a trace of joy in his voice.

Before An Bochen could speak, Wuzong then said, "He is the descendant of Tianya Pavilion. He knew about Xianlin many years ago, but he only kept the secret and did nothing. Let's not talk about how he is, at least he is very wrong in this matter.

To An Bochen's surprise, Wu Zong did not show too much hatred, as if he was only talking about an irrelevant person.

"What he wants is to conform to the trend of history and the fate of the unknown. Their sect is already detached from the world. In his eyes, the rise and fall of Da Kuang and even the eastern world is just a story of more than ten. The people who will die tragically in the future are just a number in the story, which has nothing to do with him. But we are different. We were born in the eastern boundary and grew up in the eastern boundary. How can we sit still and watch all this?

"Then what did you do?" Simajin interrupted and asked.

"Me?" Wu Zong smiled, with bitterness and unwillingness in his voice: "When I knew the secret, I was still more than a hundred years away from Xianlin. At that time, I gathered all my strength to create a group of monks who could match the immortals. You should know that after the arrival of the fairy god, your own strength will also be greatly damaged. It is not without hope that we Da Kuang monks wait for work with ease and head-on. However, as I said before, as soon as I knew the news, he came to the southern wilderness and imprisoned me here. I only rely on the sunrise and the moon set once a day to absorb the spirit of heaven and earth and recuperate my wounds. It took me forty or fifty years to finally reunite into a soul body and wander out. It's been a waste of forty or fifty years. It's no longer feasible to train monks in an ordinary way. I have to aim at the Da Kuang royal family and prepare to use the power of the royal family.

"After more than 20 years, I finally waited for the opportunity. I pretended to be an alien, dreamed of a prince, told him everything, and taught him the art of finger layout to assist him to ascend the throne..."

"But Zhao Xuanxu?"

An Bochen raised his eyebrows.

"Exact" Wu Zong didn't seem to notice An Bochen's anger and said lightly, "Among the princes of Da Kuang's generation, he is the only one who can be ambitious, patient and hard enough. But he still disappointed me after all. His methods were too extreme and crazy. However, the wood has become a boat. Although I can swim, it is an illusory skill after all. I can't leave my body for more than seven days, and I can't stop it. Fortunately, you're here."

In the end, Wu Zong's voice trembled slightly, as if he couldn't control the excitement that had been suppressed for a long time.

"So, you led me here just to break the array for you so that I can let you out."

Staring at Wu Zong, An Bochen said calmly that the final truth was exactly the same as he had thought before. Wu Zong circled him one after another, leading him just to use his innocent blow to crack the magic array.

"Exact. Although you only have heavenly cultivation, you have the power of ten thousand pounds with one shot. These magic arrays have existed for more than a hundred years, and the aura has been lost day and night, and you can't help hitting with all your strength. If I leave the witch temple, I will be able to turn the tide and revive the situation in Da Kuang.

Wuzong's tone is complicated, with a hint of expectation.

"Xiao Anzi..."

Simajin opened her mouth and looked at the silent An Bochen, but she didn't know what to say.

She has a good relationship with Mr. Yi. From this point of view, she doesn't want to release Wu Zong. But if what Wuzong said is true, letting him out is tantamount to adding a very heavy bargaining chip to deal with Emperor Kuang. And the most important point is that the witch puppet who controls the small official is still in his hands. If he is not released, what will he do to the small official? Through the nine magic arrays, she and An Bochen can't get close to him unless the magic circle is destroyed.

The nine sinks across the witch temple are not only the cage for the witch emperor, but also his amulet. I'm afraid Mr. Yi, who made them in those years, will never think of them.

"Why me?"

At this moment, An Bochen opened his mouth.

Staring at Wu Zong, An Bochen said calmly and indifferently, "There are countless strong people. Over the years, you have countless choices. Why did you choose me?"