Chapter 504 Entering Yinjing

Through the dome of the temple, An Bochen saw a dark cloud, which spread in an instant, boundless, and the thunder tide surged in the clouds.

"Heavenly disaster?"

An Bochen's heart jumped.

Unexpectedly, the natural disaster came uninvited. An Bochen was not prepared at all. The magic weapon was thrown to Simajin. In addition, it was said that the thunder disaster that broke through the real fairyland was extremely horrible, and even the magic weapon with the real fairyland could not resist it.

Looking out of the temple, An Bochen strode out and arched his hand to the five real immortals sitting outside the temple: "Six Taoist friends, can you help me resist the disaster?"

The five real fairyland gods closed their eyes and turned a deaf ear. The corners of their mouths pulled slightly, as if they were laughing at An Bochen.

"An Daoyou thinks that they are closed in the gentleman's country, and they are your subordinates?"

The young man in white strode over and said with a smile.

An Bochen scratched his head and was a little ashamed.

Although he had no friendship with the five true immortals, he also knew that they all wanted to become the gods of the gentleman's country. After failure, they were trapped in the gentleman's country, and An Bochen became the gods of the gentleman's country. He secretly thought that the five real immortals would ask for help in the future.

When the reincarnation guard said this, An Bochen took back his thoughts.

These old gods saw that they, an unknown descendant, entered the kingdom of the gentleman. Even if they didn't hate themselves, they would be jealous. At present, the thunder is about to go. It's too late for them to be happy. How can they help?

After all, I don't have the bully spirit that makes the other party kowtow.

An Bochen said in his heart, looking at the young man in white and said quietly, "It seems that you won't help me?"

"Hahaha." The white-robed young man looked at An Bochen playfully: "This thunderstorm is your own thunderstorm. If others take action, even if they help you get through it, it will weaken the effect of the thunderstorm, which will be very detrimental to your future practice."

An Bochen was silent.

He looked up at the sky with resentment in his eyes.

In the past, the disaster was called first, and then the thunder fell. This time, he didn't say hello to himself, so he suddenly visited, which caught An Bochen off guard.

An Bochen did not know that the reason why the thunderstorm in the real fairyland came to him so quickly is that he has learned ancient skills these days, and the way of Zhou Tian has been refined. In addition, his Zhoutian meridians are far wider than ordinary monks, and even Zhang Qi, who has also opened up the meridians, can't be compared with him. An Bochen's cultivation has reached the peak of the six heavens of ordinary monks early. Now he has reached the peak of his own six heavens, which is higher than the dual pole world. One foot has entered the real fairyland, and he is only about to be reborn. Tianlei naturally comes to the door.

"Do you dare not survive the disaster by yourself?" The young man in white asked with a smile, with a provocative tone.

An Bochen didn't bother to pay attention to him. Before the thunderbolt fell, the unparalleled power fell from the sky, which made him blood flutter and he couldn't breathe smoothly.

Such thunder is no longer comparable to the thunder disaster in the real world and the fairyland. An Bochen doesn't want to be extremely happy and sad, because he is excited for a moment and bury his future.

"Don't panic, An Daoyou." The old man in white robe came hurriedly from a distance and waved to An Bochen.

"Are you willing to help me?" An Bochen was overjoyed.

"It's not." The old man in white robe walked up to An Bochen, looked at the thunder clouds in the sky, and said with a wry smile, "It's better for you to go through this thunder disaster by yourself, otherwise the future achievements will be limited."

When An Bochen was disappointed, the old man in white robe said again, "However, I have a way to help you avoid the thunderstorm for the time being."

"How about it?" An Bochen asked.

"How can you not think that Taoist friends are so smart?" The old man in white robe pointed to Lei Yun and said, "The thunder cloud of the heavenly disaster seems to be boundless, but in fact, the thunderstorm only comes down from one point. As long as An Daoyou keeps moving and changing its direction, it will naturally not easily drop thunder before it catches you.

An Bochen was speechless when he heard this, and the young man in white robe beside him showed teasing.

I thought he could say a good way, but who knew it was such a stupid and hopeless way... Although this method is stupid, it seems to be the only feasible method at present.

An Bochen sighed secretly and arched his hand to the reincarnation guard: "In this way, the younger generation will say goodbye first. The gentleman's country was handed over to the three.

After saying that, An Bochen's body flicked and teleported to the distance.

The thunder cloud in the sky seemed to have eyes, and the deep and frightening thunder cloud whirlpool in the center chased to An Bochen and moved abroad to the gentleman.

"It's impossible not to survive the disaster. You can't stand against a cloud all day long."

A gentleman abroad, in an island cave, An Bochen muttered to himself.

The plan for today is to go to Yinjing immediately, find the unlucky Mr. Zhang Qi, and ask him to help him through the disaster.

Yinjing has become a place of right and wrong. He enters the tiger's den alone. Life and death are unpredictable. Before going, Yuanjingzong must be placed properly before going...

At this moment, An Bochen's heart beat, but the thunder cloud found his trace, suspended above his head, and looked at him with a ferocious smile through the long sea.

An Bochen was slightly angry, and he jumped out of the cave and teleported overseas.

However, Fangbo, Wuyoujun and the man were nowhere to be found. I guessed that An Bochen was no longer in the gentleman's country, so he found a place to drink.

An Bochen found several places where they grew up in a row, but they didn't find them. After several teleportation, An Bochen was exhausted and his chest was close to his back, and he was so hungry.

"Brother Ann, why are you... Have you become the god of the gentleman's country?

When passing through an island country, a fat man with a golden horn on his head flew out of the island country and looked at An Bochen in surprise.

It has long been known that An Bochen is going to be a god in the gentleman's country. Most gods are not optimistic about An Bochen. The golden-horned fat man and An Bochen have also drunk several times. At this time, they are naturally surprised to see An Bochen.

"Brother Jinjiao, don't talk too much. Get something to eat quickly. Also, help me find them and let them wait for me in the small country.

An Bochen said in a hurry.

Seeing that An Bochen can't help teleporting on the sea like dancing, there is still a large cloud of thunder on his head. The fat man with golden horns is stunned and surprised. On the way back to get food, he is still muttering in his heart that Brother An likes dancing so much that he must be drunk next time and let him dance in public.

After being full of wine and food, An Bochen hurried to the small country.

On the beach on the edge of the small country, Li Xiaoguan was still practicing. Observing his breath, An Bochen nodded secretly.

Li Xiaoguan has almost reached the double naive world. It seems that in the more than half month of his departure, the small official has kept his promise and practiced diligently, which also proved the feasibility of the immortal mansion.

After waiting for a while, the three of them came to control the wind and were still surprised to see An Bochen.

An Bochen didn't have time to explain anything. He just hurriedly described his current situation, and then asked them to brush the little official on his behalf until the little official broke through the fairyland and sent a message to the Mingling boy sitting in the Yuanjing Sect. Everything in the Yuanjing Sect was temporarily decided by Lizhu.

There is a cloud of thunder above his head. If An Bochen turns around, Yuanjingzong and he will undoubtedly be exposed in broad daylight.

Lizhu is general and delicate. If she can assist Li Xiaoguan wholeheartedly, Yuanjingzong will have a new look after only a few decades. And the elixir is on Li Xiaoguan. As long as Li Xiaoguan can successfully cultivate to the fairyland, An Bochen is not worried that he will be empty by glass beads.

Dealing with everything, An Bochen said goodbye to the three gods and flew away.

The tide is blowing waves on the soles of his feet, and An Bochen is still overseas, but from this moment on, his mind has drifted to the Third Princess of Yinjing.