Chapter 163 Get the Soul of Heaven and Fold Two Snakes

"What a strange thunder."

At the top of the city, Zhang Bushi muttered in a low voice.

At that time, the stormy purple thunder was startled by him. He thought that Liujing was not guaranteed, but the thunder was hanging in the air and did not fall for a long time.

At the end of the night, the thunder did not fall, but gradually became silent. There were invisible shadows, light and no beauty, but it made people all over the city afraid for a night.

In a blink of an eye, he looked at Wuhua and saw that he was also thoughtful.

They looked at each other, and the two did not speak, but they thought of the same thing.

Brother An disappeared for a night, and his life and death are uncertain. Will Ray have anything to do with him?

Before thinking too much, there was an exclamation from the side. Zhang Bushi turned his head and looked. Under the sky of green lemon, the siege crossbow was pushed by a pawn and slowly forced to the city wall. The bow and spearman pressed the array, and behind the cavalry cushion, tens of thousands of troops stepped on the pace of bombardment. In a short time, they had crossed half a miles and went straight to the head of the city.

At this time, there are dozens of sons of families and more than a hundred Jin Wuwei in the city. They were sleepy all night and drenched in the rain all night. At this time, they are crumbling and can't even stand still. How can they fight against the enemy? The most important point is that An Bochen has disappeared and has no backbone. The people at the head of the city are like a plate of scattered sand. There are few people, and they are not in the same mind at the moment. I'm afraid that the rebels will attack the city in less than half an hour.

Zhang Bushi shook his head secretly, helpless in his heart.

How Liujing had nothing to do with him. After detecting the innocent, he did not return to Zhongdu in the final analysis, just for a few days. Today's Liujing Rebellion is also like a play. He is a spectator under the stage, quietly waiting for the curtain to fall, waiting for the teenager who makes him curious about success or failure.

Whether it is success or failure, when the curtain falls, he will eventually turn back to the capital. Private friendship belongs to personal friendship. He is the descendant of the uncle of the capital. Wuhua is a disciple of the god monk of the State of Qin, and An Bochen is the rising star of the State of Liu. In the future, he will inevitably follow his own master. I don't know how much of today's friendship will be remembered.

Looking at the slightly nervous Wuhua beside him, Zhang Bushi shook his head with a wry smile, then turned around and looked at the direction of the palace, as if he was looking for something.

At the height of the palace, on the top of the pavilion, An Bochen is wading in the sea of thunder that is about to dissipate, like waking up from a dream.

Turning around, An Bochen turned to his body and subconsciously said, "Please Heavenly Soul."

The eyes were crystal clear, like tears like fog, and gradually gathered. Looking at his body, An Bochen's heart was inexplicably moved, and there was also an indescribable joy. But I saw a virtual shadow slowly crawling out, swimming into the sea of thunder, and flying above the soul of the earth.

The heavenly soul is at the top, the earth's soul is at the bottom, and the blood relatives in the dark tie them tightly together.

At this moment, An Bochen had a strange feeling again.

Looking at the feet, you can have a panoramic view of the 70-li Liujing and look at the sky. All kinds of mysteries slowly spread out during the alternation of day and night. Close your eyes. Everything in the sky and the earth are at the bottom of your heart. It seems that you can detect it without looking at it, and it is like two pairs of eyes at the same time, overlooking the sky and the earth.

Lei Haisheng wave, setting off the last wave and rushing to the two souls of heaven and earth.

The earth's soul floated, the heavenly soul fell down, and bumped into each other. When An Bochen opened his eyes again, he suddenly found that he was floating in the sky, and his body was as light as cotton wool, swimming with the wind.

After three days and three nights of heavy rain finally subsided, the dark clouds drifted on both sides, and the sun fell and sprinkled into the dust.

An Bochen met the sun and flew against the wind, and the joy in his heart was indescribable.

Struggling under the seven thunders all night, An Bochen's earth soul has been refined to the extreme, broken and then stood up, reborn in the fire, and the heavenly soul of one of the three souls was also awakened at the moment of day and night, and integrated with the soul of the earth in the quenching of the sea of thunder.

The earth soul can only walk in the dark night and can run and jump, but it can't take off. Nowadays, the two souls of heaven and earth are refined at the same time. An Bochen, a new soul body, is not afraid of the day and sun. It can control the wind, and can also observe everything in heaven and earth in a flash. It is clear in the chest. Even if you don't need to shrink the earth charm, you can visit Liujing. Such a magical power is close to the legendary ghosts and gods.

An Bochen vaguely felt that this newly refined soul body is still very fragile and has endless potential to tap. Just like the previous earth soul, it needs to be refined a lot to complete, and then gather into a soul of life, three souls in one, and achieve the divine soul. But how to refine it, or not to swallow the thunder? What kind of magic power will be born after each quenching?

An Bochen didn't know and didn't have time to think so much.

Flying in the wind, soaring around the white clouds, the world in front of him became wonderful. An Bochen was extremely happy. Looking up at the red sun, he just wanted to fly out of the world to see what existed after the sun and the moon.

However, just as he wanted to resist the wind, there were bursts of shouts in his ear, and his heart moved. An Bochen had already seen tens of thousands of enemy troops swarming to the north city.

"I'm happy for myself, but I forget the business."

Patting his head, An Bochen muttered, and then he was stunned. He looked down inexplicably. He saw that his body, the unity of heaven and earth, was no longer a vague shadow, but a clear hand and foot. He could see it, but it was a virtual shadow, which was very wonderful.

Scratching his head, An Bochen grinned and looked at it. He saw two bodies lying on a cloud in the sky, one black and one white, about 40 feet long, which was the second snake from the left. At this time, it can no longer be called a snake. Dragon horns grow on their heads, and dragon claws are also born under their abdomens, but the seven claws are not full, the six claws are more than enough, and half dragons and half dragons.

The most important thing is that the two dragons in front of them have died, leaving only the body and the dragon ball in the mouth.

The snake demon who was originally Xuande Dongtian stole into Da Kuang for the dragon girl he fell in love with and competed with each other, leaving a magnificent reputation. In the end, he died because he couldn't stop the greed in his nature and died of the hard seven-fold thunderstorm body. An Bochen attracted the thunder and shared it with the two snakes, which was equivalent to one person and two demons crossing the thunderstorm together. Although the body of the snake demon is tougher and stronger than that of An Bochen, it does not understand the mystery of thunder. On that day, the thunder is more than the body can bear. An Bochen is not like this. He first realized the mystery of thunder, and he ate the thunder at night. The mystery of the soul body was endless. Under the seven thunder, he thought about the mystery of thunder, broke it again and again, and was reborn in the fire. Finally, he refined the earth's soul to pure, attracting the heavenly soul to gather the soul body.

The boulder that pressed on An Bochen's heart was finally smashed by his own hands, and the left two demons died quietly in the sky of Liujing, as quietly as when they came.

An Bochen breathed a sigh of relief and quietly looked at the dead two demons. There was not too much joy or too much sadness.

If it hadn't been for them, An Bochen would not have come to the wind and clouds of Liujing, let alone experience all kinds of creation, and half a foot would have stepped on the edge of fairy dust. How can the two demons want to eliminate An Bochen? An Bochen, from an ignorant little servant, bumped in the undulating whirlpool of the undercurrent, step by step, and finally took the immortal fate with the body of the mortal fetus, first walked on the road, turned his hand to remove the two demons.

It's just that several people will know the beginning and end of this good play for the seven-year-old demon-killing teenager in Kaiping.

"That's all. Let's give this great achievement to the innocent."

With a smile, An Bochen flew to the edge of the cloud, hesitated, picked up the demon body of the left with one hand, and then went down to the wind.

The crossbow car wrapped in rolling wood held by five people crashed into the city wall in the slogan of the soldiers. No matter how strong the wall of Liujing was, it could not withstand the impact of the ring wood for more than half an hour. Cracks are rampant in the corner of the wall, the head of the wall is about to fall, and from time to time there is gravel powder rolling down.

The people who used to stand on the city had already returned to the city, and the people in the city were also panicked. They looked at the wall that had guarded the flowers of the south of the Yangtze River for generations, and were already desperate. Outside the gate, after the army, the old man sat in the tent, looked at the light sky, and shook his head with a wry smile.

As usual, at this time, he should take a four-way step and walk leisurely to the morning tea shop in the city. I ordered a pot of good tea, ordered a basket of soup buns, and enjoyed the tranquility of the morning. But now he has to order the siege of the city and raze the city that has been there for seven years. Naturally, the soup buns can't be eaten...

"Bochen, Bochen, it's embarrassing for you."

Thinking of the little servant who did not know where he was, Xiao Hou only felt bitter in his mouth and secretly regretted.

"Boom!"

Raising his head, the cheers of the soldiers were deafening, but the corner of the city wall had been hit by a gap, which just allowed five horses to gallop.

After waiting for another moment, Xiao Hou laughed at himself and picked up the order signature on the case.

"Boom!"

Another loud noise came. Xiao Hou frowned and looked, and his expression suddenly stiffened. He saw a dragon about 50 feet falling from the sky and falling heavily on the wall, circling and hanging, which could stop the cavalry who were eager to attack the city.

His whole body trembled. Xiao Hou opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say for a long time. There was nothing but incredible ecstasy in his eyes.

Xiao Hou still hasn't lost his temper, but how can the rest of the people be as calm as him?

The black dragon hung at the head of the city like a hanging face, but it was dead, and there was also a dead silence around it, only the whispers of the morning wind and the gasps of everyone.

Outside the city, everyone looked at the body of the black dragon in disbelief. The situation of the two dragons fighting appeared in front of him. At that time, it was like a dream. At present, the legendary dragon fairy died tragically on the wall. The people, the soldiers and the sons of the family were dumbfounded.

Until a clear sound sounded from the sky--

"Today's chaos is all because of this demon. This demon is the left prime minister, who deceives the king, framed Zhongliang, and plunges Liujing into the flames of war, which is really abominable. Today, I have killed it. There is no disaster. Everyone will return to their seats, and the two armies will retreat. If you fight again, don't blame someone for being ruthless!"

Silent.

After a long time, the cheers sounded and echoed all over Liujing. The people cried with joy and knelt down to the sky one after another. The soldiers who were fighting fiercely before also dropped their weapons one after another, looked at each other speechlessly, and breathed a sigh of relief. I don't know when the rebels outside the city retreated quietly. Although Liujing has been full of holes and broken walls, the thousands of dark clouds above the capital have dissipated, and the morning light is sprinkled. Even in the winter morning, there is a trace of warmth.

"Do you dare to ask the master's name?"

I don't know who took the lead in shouting. The people looked at the sky with reverence, whispering and speculating.

After a long silence, some stiff voices came from the clouds.

"The scholar... The name is innocent."

......

"At the end of the seventh year of Kaiping, there was a demon disaster in the court, bullied the king, and led the rebels into Beijing. At that time, there was a lieutenant An Bochen who led Jin Wuwei to defend the city, cut down the enemy, and blocked the enemy all night... Liu Jun was nowhere to be found. Fortunately, there were masters who killed demons and suppressed the rebellion... Duke Huo's grievances... The princess's title is Yilong....."

——The Book of Liu