Chapter 166 Fireworks Jiang Shenjun Mansion

With a smile, An Bochen turned to Li Xiaoguan and said, "Disband after the inventory is finished."

After saying that, An Bochen pulled up the reins, and one person and one horse flew out of the door like a string of sharp arrows.

At noon, the capital market was overcrowded. Seeing the young general on horse, whether it was the aunt carrying a basket or the uncle hanging a teapot, greeted enthusiastically. An Bochen was tired of coping, so he simply chose an alley to walk to Moyun Tower.

The reconstructed Moyun Building has only five floors, which is also extremely high in Liujing. As soon as An Bochen went upstairs, a big eagle swooped down and pecked at An Bochen fiercely.

"Don't make trouble with Mo Yu."

Busyly blocking the pecking eagle, An Bochen said with a smile.

A lot of things have happened in the past three years, including the demon in front of me. According to reason, it was An Bochen who got it first, but she asked for it. An Bochen couldn't be subdued without fine fire. I don't know why she likes to subdue the demon so much. With the big black little white, she also needs another East China Sea demon eagle. Although Mo Yu was subdued by her, he was extremely intimate with An Bochen, as if he had become a demon shared by the two.

"All right, I'll change my clothes and go."

Breaking out of Mo Yu's claw wings, An Bochen returned and walked into the Tibetan Jade Hall. There are several big tripods in the hall, which are recorded with weight, which is used by An Bochen for daily practice. After three years of hard practice, he is still a little short of breaking through the local products. It is not that An Bochen does not use his skill, nor is his extraordinary talent. However, because of the three trends of water, fire and wind, his meridians have been widened again and again in the early years, which is more than four times thicker than ordinary people. The three factors of water and fire and wind that need to be refined naturally increase. Fortunately, there is also a fairy house, every day But I stayed in it in March or May, and entered the house once every three or four days. Two years later, I have completed the three trends, only one line away.

Although there is only one line, this line is like the horizon, and it is also like the sharp sword hanging above An Bochen's head. It can't be reached at all, so I can only be anxious.

When the monk in the realm of ordinary fire exerts strength, it has been calculated that there are seven or eight hundred catties of power in his arms. The ground product is about 2,000 catties, the heavenly product is more than 5,000 catties, and the top Tianpin strong man is close to 10,000 catties. The reason why the disparity is so great is that each person's human body and encounters are different. Some people are gifted, far more than Tongji. Today, An Bochen can lift a thousand catties of copper tripod with one arm, and the combined strength of both arms is close to 1,500 catties, which is also regarded as "talented" in the eyes of his subordinates.

An Bochen knows that there are two reasons why he has the arm strength beyond the realm. One is because of the widening of the meridians, and the other is because of the three forces of water, fire and wind. Water and fire blend together, the wind is divided into yin and yang, and the power emitted naturally doubles. This is still on the premise that he does not use secret skills. If he spits out the truth when he shoots and stimulates the wind of yin and yang, it is not easy for An Bochen to shoot 2,000 pounds.

However, An Bochen will not use secret tricks unless he has to, for fear that someone will find out his other secret.

Hang up the armor, and An Bochen put on a white coat. Wear blue clothes in spare time, black and silver armor in wartime, and it is comfortable to wear white clothes when traveling far away.

Sitting on the couch, An Bochen held his breath and gazed, and his right eyes flowed. When he was young, a virtual shadow floated out, but he was an invisible person in white. Mo Yu jumped to the edge of the couch and glanced alertly around to protect An Bochen's body.

With a smile, An Bochen floated out of the window lattice, went up the wind, flew over the rosefinch street, flew over the lively Liujing, and flew straight to the big river in the north of Liu.

The spring is bright, the wind is gentle and the sun is beautiful, the fireworks are sparkling, the fishing boats are endless, and the riverside is also lush, which is very comfortable.

The teenager walked leisurely to the river, looked far into the distance, and only felt refreshed.

After watching the spring light by the river, An Bochen turned around and walked to the cypress trees by the river, counting three vertically and dozens horizontally, and stopped under an ordinary cypress tree. Untie the belt, An Bochen picked up three round stones and put them on the belt, tied the branches, and gently knocked them three times.

The wind rose in the south of the Yangtze River, and the waves fluctuated, which scared the fishermen.

After a while, the cypress tree separated from the middle and looked around. There was a thousand miles of water inside. On the tip of the wave, a night fork came to patrol the river. The sharp-mouthed monkey's gills were like prawns. It was dressed in majestic clothes, and it looked like wearing armor and helmets.

Seeing the young man in white standing in front of the tree with his hands behind his hands, Yecha, who had a straight face, immediately became happy and bent down and arched his hand and said, "See the innocent man."

"Exemption from courtesy."

An Bochen smiled and said, "Have you ever had a meal?"

"This..."

Yecha hesitated and stammered, "No..."

"That..."

Before An Bochen could say it, the night fork laughed and said, "Please come in quickly. You must be very happy to learn that the National People's Congress is coming."

With a smile, An Bochen walked into the gorgeous carriage behind the night fork, bumping in the trees and disappearing in a short time. And the cypress tree also closed from it, which looked no different from the pine and cypress beside it, and the belt stone tied to the branch disappeared.

Fishermen swayed on the fireworks river, and I didn't know that there was a hole in the river.

Refining the two souls of heaven and earth, An Bochen silk is no longer afraid of gold, wood, water, fire and earth. It travels day and night, and can fly against the wind. It is only necessary to refine the soul, and the aggregation of the three souls can be ever-changing. However, no matter how magical it is, it is just the three souls in the body. An Bochen's body can only stay in Liujing, 70 miles away, and can't use all the magical power of the divine travel. There are gains and losses. Most of the losses are shortcomings in people's hearts. An Bochen is very satisfied with the current situation, and naturally he will not be disappointed.

The carriage walked in the river like a flat ground, pulled by three giant crabs. Crabs should be rampant, and these three giant crabs naturally crawl horizontally. The first time he came to the Fireworks Jiangshenjun Mansion in a carriage, when he saw the rampant giant crabs, An Bochen couldn't help laughing and held it all the way. He gradually got used to it when he came more times. Unlike the bright spring on the surface of the river, the bottom of the river is slightly dark and cold, but it is a wonderful place. Further down, there was a little light. The swimming fish at the bottom of the river more or less sucked some of the spirit in the god's mansion, and their eyes glowed. Because of the innate lack of nature, they could not become sperm, but the bottom of the river was bright. Coral clam beads are full of eyes, scattered embedded in the mountains at the bottom of the river, which is eye-catching.

The carriage landed, walked through a flood of water grass, walked through a coral bush, and soon came to a boulder.

The night fork driving the imperial carriage first knocked three times, and then picked up the boulder hard, revealing the huge door of the house. There is a golden plaque hanging high above the gate, with three characters in the book, Nanjiang Mansion. The name of this fireworks river was taken by Emperor Kuangshi. Before that, the world had been called Nanjiang. Today, the Da Kuang Dynasty is standing in the world. Although the god of the river changed his mouth and called himself the god of the fireworks river, he was too lazy to change the plaque on the door.

At this time, the Fireworks Jiang Shenjun was standing in front of the door with a smile, rolled up his sleeves, and looked enthusiastically at An Bochen walking out of the carriage.

"Your Majesty, I haven't seen you for a long time."

An Bochen stepped forward and arched his hand with a smile.

The god standing in front of An Bochen wears a dragon robe, but he is a short and thin old man. His eyes are habitually narrowed into cracks, with three long whiskers under his chin, floating like a fairy. If there is no tortoise shell on the back, it looks like it is really a fairy.

With a dull turtle shell, the fairy style bone is still a little, but it is a little more funny, causing An Bochen's face to be stiff when he first came.

I thought that the god in the fireworks river was not a dragon or a dragon. Who would have thought that it was a ten-thousand-year-old turtle? But because of the fall of the original god, he temporarily took the position of god king. This is more than ten thousand years, and now everyone in the water mansion is used to it.

"It's good to say, please. I have prepared a banquet for my superiors. If I don't get drunk today, I won't come back.

With a greeting, the Turtle God led An Bochen into the house enthusiastically. An Bochen's wry smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, which was fleeting.

Walking through the rockery full of jewelry, the two walked into the pavilion hand in hand, and the shrimp woman served wine pots, bowls and chopsticks.

"The little banquet is shabby. I hope you can forgive me."

The guest master sat down, and the Turtle God said with a laugh.

You don't need to look at An Bochen to know that what the Turtle God said is not polite. There are only three dishes on the stone table in the pavilion, a stack of peanuts, a plate of green vegetables, and a duck leg. After knowing the Turtle God for more than two years, An Bochen has already figured out his temper, which can be described in one word, which is stingy. Of course, he is never stingy with himself, only to his guests.

I went to Xuande Dongtian three years ago. Whether in the mountain gate or the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the lake, there are all kinds of dragon liver and phoenix wings, all kinds of delicacies and delicious food. An Bochen only regarded the immortals in the world as very hospitable, but unexpectedly, he met such a stingy turtle god king, with a much more human flavor than a fairy.

Are the shrimp women so embarrassed? They blushed and made wine for An Bochen, but the Turtle God didn't care at all. He pulled the chicken leg in half, ate it quickly, and greeted An Bochen at the same time.

"Don't be polite. I'm tired of eating delicacies in the mountains and seas. It's also a different mood to eat some light dishes today."

Looking at the turtle god whose eyes narrowed into thin cracks, An Bochen couldn't help thinking of Xiao Hou. After suppressing the rebellion that year, Xiao Hou left without saying goodbye and didn't know where to go. Before leaving, he also brought a cart of gold and silver treasures, all of which were taken from the shops left by Mr. Li. Pingzi and A Fu cursed for three months before they stopped.

Pretending to take a sip of the wine, An Bochen smiled and said, "Eat well, but I have something to ask for before this time."

Hearing the words, Mr. Turtle's little squinting eyes suddenly lit up, spread his hands, and said, "My superiors often come to my house. How can I not know that my house is in short of expenditure, and the treasures have been sold out..."

When he met such a stingy god, An Bochen didn't bother to circle around with him and immediately interrupted, "This time I'm here to ask you to rain for my country of Liu."

A trace of joy flashed in the turtle god's eyes, and he smiled bitterly and said, "Innocent little brother, it's my brother who won't help you. It's just that there are not many rain beads left now. If it rains again..."

"How much do you want?"

"Two hundred sets of armor, one hundred pieces of Xuantie Changge, one thousand taels of gold."

The Turtle God did not hesitate to pause.

"Fifty armor, ten handles of Changge, and ten taels of gold."

An Bochen said with no expression on his face.

In Shuifu Pavilion, one person and one turtle stare at each other and do not give in to each other.

At this moment, a shout of murder came from outside the house.