Chapter 17 Sighing Immortals in the Immortal House

Looking at the hot teenager, although An Bochen felt kind, he couldn't remember who he was for a while.

Seeing this, the white-haired old man coughed and made a round road.

"The resident doesn't know that this son is the young master of these tens of millions of miles of rivers and mountains, and he is also the owner of the Shenque Cave. However, he was too tired and lazy in the past and never thought of going out of the cave. But just 15,000 years ago, a water god suddenly came and occupied the rivers and mountains. He also trapped his hot friends in the Shenque cave, and it was strictly forbidden to take half a step. Five years ago, the refined old man was ordered to extradite Yanfa's little friend. He couldn't defeat the power of the Water God. He was about to leave, but he was called by Yanfa's little friend to talk about the loneliness of more than ten thousand years, so he stayed in the cave. A year ago, I was ordered to attack the Shenque Cave. Humph, I fought with this elite old man for more than two or three months. Unexpectedly, at this time, the Water God led a large army to attack and surrounded our regiments, so we had to join hands temporarily.

The white-haired old man said, and An Bochen finally understood the whole story and thought for a moment.

"I don't know where the Water God is now?"

Hearing this, the three aliens looked happy at the same time and bowed to An Bochen.

"If the resident is willing to help, it is really our creation."

"The three words are serious. I'm just a little servant. Even if I want to help, I'm afraid there's nothing I can do."

An Bochen sighed.

"Don't be humble. Don't be humble. Don't forget that 15,000 years ago, it was the scholar who attracted the water god."

The Yanfa boy, who had been silent, finally opened his mouth. He passed the two of them, walked to An Bochen, and knelt down respectfully.

"The resident does not blame Yaner for not making progress in the past. If the resident can save Yaner's life today, from now on, Yaner will work hard and swear to be loyal to the resident."

An Bochen didn't know why, and he was surprised, but he also reached out to help the inflamed boy and comforted him.

"Don't worry, although Bo Chen has no power to tie the chicken, if the water god insists on murder, Bo Chen will definitely stop it with all his strength."

Hearing the words, the three of them showed their joy again, and the hot-haired boy's face was even more excited, but at this time, a roar came from the bottom of the mountain.

"What's the reason why the three fire kings fight and don't fight, retreat and don't retreat!"

An Bochen's heart moved. He walked to the edge of the cliff and looked at it. Under the cliff, the waves were surging, like dragons. There is a beautiful woman standing on the tip of the wave, with bright eyes and teeth, beautiful appearance, but wearing silver-white armor, holding a long gun, heroic. And behind her, at a glance, there were all warriors riding water beasts.

Suddenly seeing An Bochen, the Water God was also stunned. It seemed that he didn't expect An Bochen to appear. His eyebrows were twisted, and a decisive color suddenly appeared in his beautiful eyes. He didn't wait for An Bochen to open his mouth, held his long gun high, and shouted delicately.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Thousands of soldiers of the water army roared in unison, with great momentum. In a blink of an eye, they drove the water beasts and climbed up the rock one after another. The female general took the lead, riding a water dragon and rushed to the Shenque Cave.

An Bochen was shocked. He saw that the beautiful water god took out a gun flower and involved three aliens in the war circle. It seemed that he intended to avoid him. The water god king and the three fire god kings fought farther and farther, crossed hundreds of gorges, climbed nearly a thousand cliffs, and tens of millions of sailors followed, shouting and cheering like long dragons. Kill in the mountain gorge.

As the war between water and fire became more and more fierce, An Bochen's eyes could see that the sky and the earth shook and the mountains trembled. The canyon, which was originally only three or four feet wide, was widened several times, and the caves on the cliffs were also disturbed by the chaos and grew several times deeper.

An Bochen was nervous. In a faint sense, he only felt that if he continued to fight, the mountains and rivers would be widened outward, but it would inevitably collapse and destroy. And the water god obviously has the upper hand, and the three fire god kings are tired of running for their lives. In the long run, they will definitely be killed by the water god king.

"Don't fight!"

In a hurry, An Bochen couldn't help shouting loudly.

The Water God King did not hear it, and still led tens of millions of sailors to surround the three Fire Gods.

For no reason, An Bochen was annoyed, and his expression gradually became indifferent. He suddenly patted the Shenque hole behind him and roared.

" Stop it!"

Perhaps because he was too angry, the roar was nearly a hundred times louder than before, echoing in the mountains and spreading to the ears of the water god.

In An Bochen's strange eyes, the water god really stopped the attack, meditated for a long time, and turned around and saluted to An Bochen.

"Why did the resident stop?"

An Bochen said without thinking.

"That Yan Xiaoyou and Bo Chen are predestined and can't bear to see him die tragically."

"That's strange."

The beautiful female general sneered and looked straight at An Bochen.

"It was the resident who ordered to kill them, and it was also the resident who made the concubine stop. What exactly does the resident want?"

Hearing this, An Bochen was stunned and saw that the three fire gods also looked straight at him and prayed.

For a long time, An Bochen shook his head silently, looked at the four people in the sky, and sighed.

"There are thousands of mistakes. It's all Bo Chen's fault. If not, the four of you have to fight again and take a step back."

"Each step back?"

The Water God frowned and sneered.

"The concubine has been waiting for more than 15,000 years, but has she abandoned all her previous achievements? Humph, if I don't kill the child today and seize the cave, how can my concubine settle down?

Hearing this, An Bochen glanced around and discussed.

"The water girl is not angry. There are thousands of miles of rivers and mountains here. Where is it difficult to live?"

"But which cave is comparable to Shenque Cave?"

Seeing An Bochen's good voice, the Water God's tone was a little slower, but he still did not give up the idea of killing the owner of the Shenque Cave.

"I know that in these tens of millions of miles of rivers and mountains, there is a cave that will never be inferior to the Shenque Cave."

At this moment, the old man with the surnamed Jing interrupted.

"Do you think it's the fateful cave?"

The white-haired old man is also knowledgeable and nod now.

"The fate cave is no less than the treasure of the Shenque Cave."

"What's the point?"

An Bochen is curious.

"There are countless mountains in the world, but there are two that dominate the world, one is Renshan and the other is Dushan. The reason why Shenque Cave is a treasure land is that it is at the critical point of Renshan Mountain, gathering the aura of Renshan Mountain, while the Mingmen Cave is the key place of Dushan Mountain, where the aura converges. In ancient times, these two cave houses were called the two palaces of water and fire respectively. Now the water god king and Yanfa's little friends live in a blessed place. They are at peace with each other. Isn't it a great good thing?

Hearing the words of the white-haired old man, An Bochen was happy in his heart. He looked at the water god with a low head and said.

"Such an arrangement can be said to be perfect. I don't know what the water girl is like?"

After a long time, the Water God raised his head and stared at An Bochen.

"In this case, my concubine has nothing to say, but I have a condition."

"Water girl, but it doesn't matter."

"The Vultice God is the young master of this world and has a close relationship with the priest, which is inevitably unfair to the concubine. The concubine doesn't need to be taken care of by the concubine, as long as you can not be partial to each other."

"That's how it should be."

An Bochen said firmly that when the war subsided, he was also full of joy. He turned to look at the two white-haired old men, hesitated for a moment, and said.

"I don't know which cave you two want to choose?"

"The resident is polite. This old man and I are not from this world. We came here by mistake. If we don't fight, we don't know each other. It's also an opportunity. However, the deadline has come, and I have to leave.

It was a white-haired old man who opened his mouth. He looked at the old man surnamed Jing and nodded.

The next moment, the two turned to the child behind them at the same time and slapped each.

"You..."

An Bochen was shocked and was interrupted before he could speak.

"Don't worry about the resident. It's fate to get to know each other. We will help the little friend, so that he can help the resident in the future."

An Bochen didn't know why, but as far as he could see, he saw that the burning boy's breath was stable and growing at a speed invisible to the naked eye. Soon, he turned into a young man.

"The priest can recover the god of water today, and he should be the first-class creation in the world. He should know that water and fire are not incompetent, but once they work together, they can be invincible. This mystery will be saved by the resident in the future. I'll wait."

With a long laugh, the old man and the white-haired old man joined hands to resist the wind and disappeared at the end of the mountains in an instant.

"These people should be immortals."

An Bochen sighed and felt a gust of fragrance on his face. He looked sideways, but it was the water god who came with a smile. I don't know when she took off her armor and put on a plain white tulle. Her figure was concave and convex, her skin was as white as snow, and her whole body was full of seductive charm.

"The immortals sighed in the fairy house. Did the resident forget who was the first immortal in the world?"

Gently spit out Fang Lan, brushed An Bochen's earlobe, and held it softly. The Water God whispered against An Bochen's body.

Fee that the woman's plump and slippery body, An Bochen's face was red, and he only felt that his body was quietly changing.

"Cluck, I didn't expect that the resident still has Yuanyang... Jushi, let's see who the man in the pool is.

Hearing the words, An Bochen looked down the cliff curiously, and the non-waterproof god pushed heavily behind his back. The next moment, An Bochen fell down the cliff...

......

Before dawn, the sky over Liujing was still dizzy.

But if someone walks through Moyun Tower at this time and looks up, he will be shocked.

On the seventh floor of Moyun Tower, the young man frowned slightly and opened his mouth to spit out a strange white breath. The breath was white, but there were a few faint fire lights. He popped out of the window and disappeared.

** Although An Bochen's eyes were closed, he had already woken up. The reason why he did not open his eyes was that the mysterious and mysterious feeling had not dissipated when he woke up.

The dream is like the legendary cave and blessed land. The water god king and the three fire god kings are also immortals. However, An Bochen's heart knows that the world is actually the meridians and acupoints in his body, and the four gods are also transformed by invisible water and martial fire.

The immortals sighed in the fairy house, and suddenly woke up from a dream.

At present, An Bochen has this feeling, as if he is enlightened, but he is ignorant.

In a faint time, he could feel the change of time outside the building. One grass and one tree, one move and one quiet are extremely clear and diffuse into the heart, mysterious and mysterious, extremely wonderful.

You don't need to look, listen, or smell, you can feel the subtle changes between heaven and earth. I don't know how many practitioners dream of Taoism, but they have been picked up by his little servants day and night.

An Bochen did not know that at this time, he was no longer at the bottom of the water, but sat cross-legged on the surface of the water. People and water seemed to be close to, seemed to be connected, and always maintained a wonderful balance. The navel shrinks one by one, and you can faintly see a little ignition light. The meridians of the whole body are highlighted on the surface of the skin. There seem to be huge waves galloping inside, majestic and domineering, but because of the fierce fight between water and fire, the meridians of An Bochen's acupuncture points are broadened countless times, which is enough to compare with ordinary heavenly monks.

In practice, people are divided into three colors of fire. The stronger the fire is, the more advanced the strength in this product is. The strong fire requires painstaking, and the meridian acupuncture points are equivalent to a container. The deeper the container, the greater the potential.

Although An Bochen has just embarked on the journey of practice at this time, and his eyes are smeared, today's mistaken creation has widened his future journey countless times.

As the dawn was approaching, the dawn suddenly appeared, and a wisp of lemon halo fell across the teenager's cheek.

This time of the alternation of day and night is also the only time when the yin and yang of heaven and earth are intertwined. It is at this moment that many practitioners understand the truth, break through the shackles, and become a generation of masters. What's more, he got the title of master.

In a vague way, An Bochen seems to have realized something. With the parallelism of water and fire in the body, the fusion is crisscrossed, and this feeling is getting stronger and stronger. An Bochen's heart fluttered, and the mysterious truth was in front of him. He faintly realized that as long as he could grasp the mystery, he could break through the shackles and always keep the current magical and indescribable state.

The night fades and the day is born, and the yin and yang are divided.

An Bochen suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a terrible light in his eyes, and there was also a strong joy.

However, at this time--

"Ah!"