Chapter 664 Opportunity

Hearing this, An Bochen frowned quietly.

I haven't seen you for five years. This time, Sima Jin has changed much more than the sum of the previous ones. On the surface, you may not see much, but An Bochen can feel that Sima Jin's every move and deeds are a little unfathomable and estranged, which may be related to or irrelevant to her practice.

Could it be that something went wrong with her practice in Zhou Tiangong? This shouldn't be. Although I'm not in Zhou Tiangong, the order of Zhou Tiangong is laid by me. If something happens that shouldn't happen, I will be the first to know...

After waiting for An Bochen to continue to think about it, Simajin turned his head to An Bochen and said indifferently, "Yes, there is one more thing."

Hearing Sima Jin's tone and seeing her eyes again, An Bochen's heart "clucked", but he had vaguely guessed.

He sighed in his heart, and An Bochen pretended not to know, "What's the matter?"

"I also want to participate in this Dafa meeting."

Sima Jin showed a playful smile and said to An Bochen that the previous unfathomable temperament was gone.

At this time, An Bochen knew that he had been teased by Simajin, and he couldn't help crying and laughing.

"Did you be scared just now?" Simajin pinched An Bochen and hummed, "You don't even know that you can talk about such a dangerous thing in Tianhe. You deserve it."

An Bochen breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Simajin helplessly. After all these years, she was still as unpredictable as the girl who was riding the wind when she first met.

"It's okay." An Bochen smiled and looked at Simajin with a trace of warmth in his eyes: "So, is your mystery done?"

Sima Jin did not nod or shake her head. She frowned slightly and said for a long time, "I didn't tell you what I said before. I can feel the power of mysterious existence, pulling this world, as if tempting me to admit its existence. But I clearly feel that I still have an opportunity to get to Xuan'ao. Without this opportunity, even if I set up this Xuan'ao, it's not perfect.

The mystery realized by Sima Jin is also unfathomable, and it is not shallower than An Bochen at all. Because of this, she has to wait for the best opportunity to establish this mystery. As for what is the best opportunity, Simajin herself can't say. If she knew, the opportunity that day was not the same as a joke.

"So what are you going to do?" An Bochen asked, "Are you ready to use the Dafa Club to find an opportunity?"

"Maybe. No matter how close I am, I can't close my reputation. Instead of continuing to practice, it's better to take advantage of this Da Dao Dharma meeting to prove my mystery, and second, to find the opportunity to establish a path. Simajin said.

"Participate in the Dafa Association..." An Bochen pondered for a moment, and then shook his head and vetoed, "It's not appropriate. Hong Fu, although you are mysterious, stable and collapsed, it symbolizes the fate of all things in the world, which is the way in the Tao. But you only know Xuanao, but you have never fought with anyone. How can you participate in the Dafa Club without killing? It's like talking on paper. If you meet a slightly stronger opponent, you will only be defeated. An Bochen said mercilessly, which made Simajin pouted and defended unhappily, "Who said that I haven't touched anyone? You forgot that the goddess general who pretended to be a believer we met when we crossed Wangzi Mountain from Dream Art to Guiyi Island was slapped to death by me!"

Hearing this, An Bochen was stunned. In his impression, Simajin had already been characterized as a transfigurement skill with peerless talent and a unique family, coupled with a unique charm. In addition, there was no other ability to fight against strong enemies, so he naturally ignored that day. Majin killed the fingerprints of the goddess. At this time, recalling that even An Bochen, who was already the peak of the true immortals, was chilled in his heart, and the scene of that day appeared unnaturally in his mind:

When the seal was first pinched, a breath of motionless and not angry came from Simajin's body. That was the Buddha's handprint, which was ordinary. However, when it was pinched out by Simajin, she took her newly realized stability and collapse, and her momentum changed greatly. It is as if the heaven and earth and the world are depicted in an ancient scroll. Although it is majestic and majestic, it only exists in the ancient scroll, without any dynamic existence, which makes people feel extremely depressed. However, when the goddess dropped the knife, Simajin's fingerprints loosened. The way she let go was not according to a certain rhythm and rhythm, like the ordinary fingerprints of fairy gods, but an irregular and extremely disorderly collapse. This feeling is as if the originally agreed things, such as order, have been followed for thousands of years and become a habit, but it has been broken and turned into a cloud of eyes - this is a feeling that makes anyone, including immortals and demons, extremely flustered. Then... No, it was just a seal that Simajin casually pinched out when he first realized the mystery, which killed the goddess of Tiangong, which was obviously well-killed, and only used one move.

"What, do you remember?" Sima Jin smiled and looked at An Bochen proudly and said, "On that day, my understanding of this mystery was still shallow, and my Taoism was very low. Even so, I still killed the divine general, let alone now."

An Bochen still shook his head: "It's different. That day, you were a surprise attack, and you were caught off guard by the god. This time, the road law meeting is different. This is a competition in front of everyone in the ring. The opponent will not give you a chance to raid. Even if you are lucky enough to win the first and second games, but it's only three, and you can't go too far.

For combat experience, no matter in which era, An Bochen is the best in the world. The people he fights with include big tigers and wolves, descendants of real dragons, immortals and demons, and Tongtian Tower Dounu specially born for fighting. Therefore, An Bochen can judge Sima Jin's future at the Dafa meeting without thinking about it. .

"I said Xiao Anzi, do you really think that my closure has made people stupid? Don't I know what you said? Simajin stared at An Bochen and said angrily, "I don't want you to help me think about how my fingerprints can be better used in real battles. By the way, when I just got out of the customs, I heard what you said to the three passers-by. You will help them improve their cultivation, right? Take me with you by the way.

"I'm going to help them improve Taoism, but it's just Taoism, not a fighting method." An Bochen said, "The best place to improve Taoism is naturally the Immortal Mansion... Today's Zhou Tiangong. You just came out of the retreat. Are you ready to go back again?

"That's better. You take them into the Zhoutian Palace and let them practice and understand by themselves, but just teach me the fighting method here. Simajin said with a little curiosity, "Yes. At the beginning, I asked you to accept several highly talented people in red clothes as apprentices. You shirked in all kinds of ways. Now you are willing to lead them to Zhou Tiangong practice when you meet a monk with ordinary qualifications. Hasn't you changed your mind for a few years?

In fact, the qualifications of the Lu family and Lao Qiu are not ordinary. On the contrary, their cultivation qualifications are middle- and upper-class, especially if Lao Qiu can cultivate to the true immortals, he can't do it without having a strong understanding. However, Simajin's vision is extremely critical. At the beginning, the three people in red were selected from more than 100,000 people. What kind of qualification is this? As for An Bochen's always refusing to accept disciples to preach, Simajin has always been worried. According to the ancient method, An Bochen has now established a mystery and has the potential to become sanctified. He only needs to spread the way of Zhou Tian widely. The more support and followers he has, the more opportunities An Bochen has to be extraordinary and achieve supreme early.

"Of course not." An Bochen shook his head with a smile: "Actually, like you, I am also on the edge of a certain realm. As long as I understand, I can make my Sunday a perfect shot. One shot on Sunday is perfect. It is not a square place to shoot, but also shoot the past and the future. In this way, I can rely on my Zhoutian's shooting skills to break the shackles of time and become a mysterious immortal.

"So, you only need an opportunity. Which people do you need to find this opportunity?" Simajin asked.

"Yes." An Bochen said concisely.

He didn't want to tell Simajin too much about the benefits of "blood blood" in his last level, because Simajin's practice of combat methods was imminent, and An Bochen didn't want to distract her from his affairs. From the practice to now, it doesn't count the time to travel back to ancient times. In An Bochen's nearly 300 years of practice, his most proud achievements all come from his least years of blood, such as the battle of Guannan. However, the more time passes, the more the Taoist heart of An Bochen becomes more and more precipitated. Precipitation can make the Taoist heart stable and not be entered by the heart demon, but it will also make people lose the blood of the initial battle. This is the most essential thing in battle, just like the initial gun of An Bochen. After all, the initial gun is just an artistic conception. The artistic conception simulated by An Bochen has long lost his blood in his heart. In the end, things will inevitably return to nature. The roads in the world are like this. In addition to bringing Zhou Tian's infinite mystery into the gun, it also needs to ignite with a cavity of blood. Otherwise, even if this shot is stabbed out, it is just a useless shot. It can't break the shackles of time and break through Xuanxian. The situation.

Looking at An Bochen thoughtfully, Sima Qin suddenly thought of the scene where An Bochen walked in the mountains and forests before, and strange birds and beasts followed him, as if he was attracted by some kind of breath.

"It's good. However, they are the people of this era after all, so their fate only exists in this era. No matter what you want to find from them, be careful not to make any extracurricular.

Simajin sighed leisurely, and then took out a small flag from his arms and went to the air. In a blink of an eye, a small black door appeared in the clouds in the air. Simajin threw himself into the cloud and ran to the small door.

"Where are you going?" An Bochen asked.