Chapter 631 Refining Heaven
"Boom!"
At this moment, a burst of thunder came from the distant sky, and the wind and rain were intertwined, and the dark clouds were rolling in the sky, opening again, like the eye of the sky. The thick thunder and lightning fell from the eyes of the sky and hit the people and dragon souls fighting in the black dragon cave in the distance, making a tragic sound.
An Bochen's eyes stared straight at the lightning. First, he was stunned, then there was luck, joy, excitement, and finally turned into silence.
"So it is, so it is... Just go back to the past. Indeed, it's time to go back to the past.
Under the thunder cloud, An Bochen laughed, and his long hair flew like a dragon in the wind. Simajin's heart, who was not far away, jumped.
"Xiao Anzi, why are you playing crazy? Humph, if you don't make a name, I'll lose a lot of shame."
Simajin said to herself, but her eyes were full of expectations, because she knew that if An Bochen, who had always been calm, had not gained a lot, he would never have done so.
"Fengshui fire and thunder, Sifang Shenjun, listen to my order and return to your position quickly!"
An Bochen stood in the steeple, looked up and roared.
The voice came out from afar and fell into Sima Jin's ears. Sima Jin was stunned and then showed a thoughtful look. Naturally, she knew that there was a fairy house hidden in An Bochen's body, which was the foundation of his practice. There were four gods in the fairy house, the fire god king, the water god king, the wind god king, and the thunder god king. Among them, the thunder god king is the incarnation of An Bochen.
In the fairy house, there are dream immortals, and thousands of mountains and rivers are in Xumi.
Although An Bochen has the speed of practice that is not inferior to any genius in the world, he has been robbed because of this. The reason is that the existence of the fairy mansion is too unbearable to be tolerated by the order of heaven. Later, in order to avoid the order of heaven and earth, An Bochen dispersed the four power of feng shui, fire and thunder, but secretly hid the four gods in the depths of his body. So far, until the real fairyland, An Bochen has never entered the fairy mansion, and the fairy mansion is also dead because of the lack of the four gods of feng shui, fire and thunder.
"Yes, the four feng shui, fire and thunder should have been in place for a long time. It is against the order of heaven and earth, but this world is no longer the era we used to be in, and it is not bound by order. Ten thousand steps back, we have violated the order when we travel back to the past. Why do we break it again?
Simajin muttered to herself and subconsciously squeezed the palm of her hand.
The originally red and green sky suddenly appeared in four colors, piled up high above An Bochen's head, like mountains and mountains - red as fire in the east, white as water in the west, clear as wind in the north, and purple like thunder in the south. These four celestial phenomena are not rare, but everyone has seen them, but no one has seen these four celestial phenomena gather together and hover in the sky. For a moment, tens of thousands of believers of the Underworld, and even the female leader, looked up at the sky with a stunned face.
"It's been a long time, three gods."
In mid-air, An Bochen's eyes were surrounded by a thick purple tide, and the smile at the corners of his mouth spread.
At this moment, he is both An Bochen and the thunder god in the fairy mansion. His words are for the three gods. The loyal fire god king, the enchanting water god king, and the ambiguous wind god king have all flown back to the fairy mansion at this time. Everything is almost the same as before. The only difference is that their breath is many times stronger than before.
In this way, summoning back the Three Gods and re-in-holding the Immortal Mansion is also a return to the past. But going back to the past does not mean that we should stop in the past.
An Bochen looked at the sky from afar and smiled faintly.
He is good at inferences. The senior master who claimed to be a dreamer said to go back to the past, but An Bochen believed that the man did not finish it all. Going back to the past means to regain the foundation of the past, but now An Bochen is a real immortal, and everything needs to go further on the basis of the past.
"The Three Gods, help me play Tianque."
An Bochen whispered loudly.
The heart is as exquisite as the heart, and it is all the way. This is the way. The way is like a cloud of smoke, ethereal and uncertain. One point depends on the master, and nine points are self-understanding.
An Bochen knew that another great opportunity for him was coming.
In the former fairy mansion, the insects in the house are like immortals. Now An Bochen stands a true immortal. Looking at the Xuanxian, how can he be satisfied with the district immortal mansion? It's time to break the immortal mansion and establish the heavenly palace.
The thunder dispersed in his eyes, and then the three waves of feng shui and fire rolled staggered. An Bochen's head was above the sky, and his arms were raised up. He saw the feng shui fire gathered in Tianye like a storm, rushing to An Bochen.
"It's Sunday."
An Bochen's face was pale. He closed his eyes slightly and sat down cross-legged again.
What he practiced is Zhou Tian Xuan Ao. If it is placed in ancient times, it will be called Zhou Tian Daoyi. Taoism, mystery, the names of the two eras are exactly the same. In those years, An Bochen was on the three islands of the gentleman, looking at the skills and secrets left by the ancient powers, and precipitated in his heart. Now, An Bochen has wandered around in ancient times, encountering immortals and demons who have either entered the world or were born one by one. He takes his experience and memory for his own use and has new insights. And An Bochen himself is also a person from this world, and also the founder of the first mysterious martial arts in this world.
All kinds of morals and mysteries of the third world, either extensive and profound, or infinite mysteries, or vast magical power, all of which are like the number of Zhou Tianyuan, rotating in the mind of Anbochen, and like the sand of the Ganges River, countless and fleeting.
The way of Zhou Tian, tolerant of heaven and earth, can't it be understood by a hundred and a thousand years? Not to mention a thousand years, even tens of millions of years can't be understood.
An Bochen did not open his eyes and sighed often, but figured this truth out.
Immortals are also human beings. After all, human power is difficult to overcome heaven. It is impossible to fully understand Zhou Tian, so An Bochen decided to give up.
Raise your arm and raise your hand. The hand is like a knife, and An Bochen cut it down heavily.
"Cock" sound.
It seemed that the sound of broken ice echoed in everyone's ears. Everyone, even the head of the Nether Religion, who cultivated Xuantian, only felt melancholy, as if they were forced to abandon something very important.
Today's Beihai Underworld Religion, An Bochen returned to this island and gave up studying Zhou Tianxuan, which he had been running for more than a hundred years.
Just because he doesn't need to study.
If you can replace Zhou Tian and replace Zhou * Tian * Fa with his own method, even if you can't clearly understand Zhou Tian Xuan's, you can raise your hands and feet to see the mystery of Zhou Tian. In this way, why does An Bochen need to study Zhou Tian Xuan Ao?
"It is so moral and mysterious that no one has found it from ancient times to the present world. What a big bargain for me!"
An Bochen's eyes were shining and he said excitedly.
Only in an instant, the Three Gods have built another day's cup on the immortal house in his body. With the sky and the earth, An Bochen officially has the prototype of Zhou Tian. At this moment, An Bochen became the spokesperson of Zhou Tian in the world.
The number of the week is ninety-nine, and the only missing number is An Bochen.
The four major works of feng, water, fire and thunder. These four are the new trends of Zhou Tian, which are all great supplements in An Bochen's eyes.
Looking up, An Bochen opened his mouth like a whale, and a large group of stocks devoured the four trends of Zhou Tian. The four trends turned into a long waterfall, like the Tianhe River flowing backwards and flew into An Bochen's mouth. At this moment, An Bochen looks like a demon god, as if he wants to swallow all the wind, water, fire and thunder in the world.
Every time he swallowed a bite, An Bochen's body will increase by one point. Under the dull gaze of the followers of the Nether Religion, An Bochen's height has exceeded the Nether Temple.
"Crazy... Does your husband want to confront Xuanxian?"
At this time, the female leader's face changed sharply. She raised her hand uncontrollably and pointed to An Bochen, who was directly inserted into the clouds: "He absorbed the essence of heaven and earth and turned into vitality, but his vitality has obviously exceeded the range that the peak of the true immortals can bear. If it goes on like this, he will not understand the Xuanxian Xuanxuan and forcibly attack the Xuanxian, and will only break through the meridians of Dantian and die.
Naturally, Simajin knows the particularity of An Bochen's meridians and can withstand more than ten times the vitality of the same realm. Even so, the first time she saw such a big, ridiculously big An Bochen, she was inevitably a little uneasy.
"Yes, he is crazy. But he also wanted to resist foreign enemies for the master, which forced a breakthrough. Sister, why don't you help him and interrupt him without hurting him? Simajin said anxiously.
"But his momentum is a little too loud. Although it's just a real fairy..."
The female teacher said hesitantly, with an embarrassed face.
She also didn't say anything to Simajin.
She has finally seen some clues so far. Although An Bochen's realm is just a real immortal, his temperament is very different from before. The temperament is mysterious and similar to chicken ribs, but when it comes to the level of female teacher, you can often judge a lot from the other party's temperament at a glance. This temperament is somewhat similar to Xuanxian. The cultivation of a true immortal, the temperament of a mysterious immortal... In such a situation, the female master has never seen it in others. If she insists on giving an explanation, it can only be a pseudo-immortal.
She can be sure that today's An Bochen must have reached the fairyland in a certain aspect, otherwise it would not be like this.
"Sister Master..." Simajin shook the arm of the female leader.
Looking at Simajin, the female master woke up secretly. She finally got two mixed talents, and she would never give up. What's more, now the disaster of the underworld is imminent. Maybe, as Simajin said, his husband can solve this crisis.
A dead horse should be a living horse doctor... The female priest nodded, and her figure disappeared in the temple. In an instant, she appeared on the minaret, at the feet of An Bochen.
An Bochen is like a giant, standing up to the sky.
Such a skill of change is not unusual. Every immortal can be easily displayed, but at this time, standing at the feet of An Bochen, the female teacher looked up at An Bochen's mountain-like legs, involuntarily and her heart swayed.
She clearly knew that she could easily kill the "giant" in front of her, but somehow, there was something hidden in the other party that made her feel a trace of fear in her heart.
"What the hell is it? How did he do it..." Every person who is obsessed with practice is used to asking the bottom and chasing the truth when encountering puzzled things, and the female leader is not immune to vulgarity. Therefore, she has not interrupted An Bochen for a long time.
Just as the female master hesitated, suddenly, a roar came from a distance and resounded through the sky.
The roar came from far to near, like a broken bamboo, in an instant.
The green silk flew in the wind, and the female teacher looked back and saw the man with an angry face.
"Why?" The man asked.
The female teacher's arm trembled, her lips opened gently, and opened halfway, but stopped.
She suddenly felt ridiculous. The man who once made her miss her uneasy was furious, destroyed the arrangement of the Underworld for thousands of years, and rushed to her just to ask why.
It's ridiculous.