Chapter 184 Long Gate Seduction and Innocence, Riding alone for Thousands of Miles 5
"Is there a way to practice the soul here?"
Standing on a mountain, An Bochen looked far into the distance and muttered to himself.
This feeling is the same as summoning the dream to bless God when you wander into a dream. It is full of indescribable gods. As far as the heart can reach, the soul body will come.
An Bochen secretly guessed that the reason for this should be that it had previously attracted Taiyin and the sun in the East China Sea. The sea wind was unpredictable, and the wind of yin and yang was very strange. The wind that rolled him here was the wind of yin and yang between heaven and earth, and merged with the wind of yin and yang in his body. By chance, An Bochen was led here.
But no matter what, the most important thing is the soul body. If it hadn't been for the mystery of the soul body, An Bochen would not be able to smash the void and come to the cave like Zhao in "Da Kuang God Monster Talk".
An Bochen did not know that this cave is called Sanyuan Jizhen Dongtian, and the mountains in front of him are called Xixuan Mountain.
The strong wind rises from the north, with a trace of coolness. Although An Bochen is a soul body, he still feels a little cold in his body. He was about to walk out of the mountains when the wind came from his ears.
An Bochen hid aside. Looking around, he saw two peaks flying from the distant sky. At present, there was a handsome middle-aged Taoist standing on it, curled up with a graceful woman, tied by a red rope, struggling to sob. On the mountain behind, there stood a burly young man, with a medium and elegant appearance.
"If you dare to touch your sister, I, Xixuanshan, will definitely smash you into ten thousand pieces!"
The young man can't catch up with the middle-aged Taoist, so he can only shout like this.
The middle-aged Taoist laughed, bent down to move the woman's beautiful face, pinched it gently, and said, "What a beautiful woman, you Chen Taiji have also enjoyed three or four years of beautiful blessings. It's a pity that you are very poisonous and desperate for a moment. How can you get me? The first beauty in Xixuan Mountain, only you, the first person in Beifeng, can deserve it. But if you disappear together, Xixuan Mountain will only think that you have eloped and fled. How can you doubt me?"
While talking, the two peaks flew to the mountains where An Bochen was located, one after the other.
An Bochen saw that both of them were coming aggressively. When he was about to leave, he heard a roar. A cold light was drawn around the mountains. There were flying swords in the light, and at least more than a thousand flying swords were shot out, flying over the middle-aged Taoist and then the young man. The young man named Chen Taiji was very poisonous. He was only supported by a strong force. At present, he could not avoid it. In a blink of an eye, 20 or 30 flying swords pierced his body. Even if he had golden iron bones, his vitality was weak and could not stop the sword rain.
"Puff!"
Another flying sword stabbed his body. Chen Taiji's body trembled and spit out blood. He stared at the middle-aged Taoist who stopped in front of the mountain with a ferocious face. He roared with all his strength and said, "Old thief Huang, you don't want to die!"
After roaring, Chen Taiji fell down on the mountain with a plop and died of breath.
The sad crying came from the feet of the middle-aged Taoist. The woman cried heartbreakingly. The Huang Taoist ignored it, pinched his fingerprints to show the Taoism, and pulled Chen Taiji's body together with the mountain peak to the side of the mountain in a blink of an eye.
"Although he is a genius, he is too rigid. If you don't die today, you can't escape the disaster in the future."
Looking at the dead young man, the middle-aged Taoist cat cried and sighed with mercy. He stretched out his foot and kicked the young man down the mountain, put the mountain into the bracelet by hand, and then looked at the woman.
The woman's pear blossoms with rain cried extremely sadly. Her originally beautiful face was dirty with tears and mud, and the middle-aged Taoist frowned.
"Well, it's so boring."
Originally, I wanted to enjoy the taste of the first beauty in Xixuan Mountain, but looking at the woman's behavior at the moment, the middle-aged Taoist was not interested at all. He shook his wrist and pulled out a long sword and stabbed the woman's heart.
The woman's delicate body twitched, spit out blood, and accompanied her lover's life in a blink of an eye.
With three bursts of laughter, the middle-aged Taoist stepped on the mountain peak and drifted away into the distance.
An Bochen, who was hidden beside him, frowned into Sichuan characters, stepped forward, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Is this the style of the people in the fairyland... There is a big gap with imagination.
Looking at the lovers who died tragically on the spot, An Bochen was neither sad nor happy. He did not belong here and had no friendship with these two people. Naturally, he would not care about their lives. But after three years, he came to the blessed land he yearned for, where the immortals were, but when he encountered such an incident, An Bochen couldn't help but be disappointed.
He was not disappointed for a long time. Suddenly, he saw two strands of blackness coming out of Chen Taiji and his lover's eyebrows, making a whining sound and flying straight to the sky. When he was young, he disappeared.
After a person dies, his soul is scattered, leaving only one body. Ordinary people's corpses will stink and rot in two or three days, while practitioners will not be able to disperse for a while because of their aura. The short corpses will not rot for half months, and the elders can keep their corpses like jade for decades.
An Bochen didn't know this. All he knew was that an irresistible gravitational force came from Chen Taiji's eyebrows, just like the whirlpool he saw when he wandered into his dream.
As soon as the soles of his feet slipped, An Bochen staggered forward, and his soul body turned into a virtual shadow and penetrated into Chen Taiji's eyebrows.
......
Disciples of the inner gate of Beifeng, Xixuan Mountain...
He lost his parents and was adopted by Elder Beifeng...
He is extremely talented, and his practice progress far exceeds that of his peers. The 18-year-old sect won the first place in the Beifeng, and the 23-year-old Xixuanshan won the third...
At the age of 24, he fell in love with Yujiaoer, the only daughter of Elder Xifeng, and became a Taoist couple...
......
At this moment, endless thoughts penetrated into An Bochen's mind. About Chen Taiji's past life, fortunately, he is only 26 years old now, and his life's deeds are limited. I don't know how long it took, An Bochen gradually recovered.
Taking a deep breath, An Bochen stood up and felt that his chest was slightly strange. He looked down and saw a flying sword inserted in his chest.
"My God... Have I become Chen Taiji?
An Bochen was stunned and muttered in a low voice.
When the voice fell, he was stunned again. The voice was very strange, but it was a little indescribable. It was not his own voice, but the voice of Chen Taiji, the first disciple of Beifeng, Xixuan Mountain.
An Bochen stood on the spot. At this moment, how did An Bochen not know that he had become Chen Taiji, but took it by mistake. The soul body occupied Chen Taiji's body. He not only learned about Chen Taiji's life, but also could control his words and deeds. In short, it was very strange, as if he was wearing a layer of skin, and this skin He merged into one with him, and over time, he was no different from An Bochen's original body.
Just as An Bochen was at a loss, there was a sudden pain in his mind.
Although he took away Chen Taiji, his soul was closely connected to the body, but he didn't have much sense of the pain of the body. At this moment, his forehead suddenly hurt. It was not surprising that An Bochen was good.
"Revenge... Revenge... Revenge..."
With the severe pain, there is also a thick cloud of resentment, and there are only two words in the resentment - revenge.
"Revenge..."
An Bochen, or "Chen Taiji", sat on the ground blankly, muttered, and shook his head for a long time: "I'm not from Xixuan Mountain. I'm here, and Da Kuang hasn't been solved yet. How can I take revenge for you..."
As soon as the words fell, An Bochen felt a strong disappointment overflowing from the resentment, as if he wanted to squeeze him out of Chen Taiji's body.
Shaking his head, An Bochen sighed and floated out into a virtual shadow.
It's just a mistake to take away Chen Taiji, and he can't stay here for a long time, let alone avenge Chen Taiji.
But... Since I came here, whether it is God's will or fate, I should want what I want here. After solving the matter of Da Kuang, I may be able to take Simajin to visit here.
Thinking like this in his heart, An Bochen thought for a moment, found a cave, moved the bodies of Chen Taiji and Yujiaoer into the cave, and buried them with grass. Leaving him, An Bochen could faintly feel the mysterious and mysterious connection between him and Chen Taiji, perhaps because of the fate...
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The sun rises and the moon sinks, and the moon rises and sinks.
On the reef by the sea, the teenager's whole body is stiff and as motionless as the reef. No one can imagine anyone there from a distance.
Thanks to Mr. Yi's choice, the place is remote and desolate. Although the scenery is beautiful, there are few people, which makes An Bochen's body preserved. The divine tour did not return for seven days, and he threw his body at will at the seaside. In fact, it was a great move and extremely dangerous.
The sea breeze hit his face, and An Bochen slowly opened his eyes. The blindness before the wandering was no longer there, and the majestic sea was in sight, magnificent and beautiful.
The soul body is wandering outside, but the body refines the two qi of the Taiyin sun by itself with the thoughts of An Bochen when he left. Seven days later, the two qi of the Taiyin sun faded from the eyes, and the eyes also changed beyond An Bochen's imagination.
The left eye refines the sun. The sun is the red sun in the sky, shining on everything. An Bochen's fortune is in the left eye. As far as the eyes can see, the scenery of the ten miles of land is vivid and clear. Although it can't be as magical as looking down on the heaven and earth when the soul body comes out of the body, everything in a hundred miles is in your heart, but after all, you don't have to travel out of your body. It's very convenient to see ten miles at a glance.
"It's a bit like the legendary Qianliyan... But I don't know how long it will take to see thousands of miles away.
An Bochen smiled, and his fortune was in his right eye.
The right eye refines Taiyin, and Taiyin is the dark thing. An Bochen looks far into the distance. He can see a circle of gray fog floating on the East China Sea. There is something swimming in the fog. If you look closely, it is a lonely wild ghost, as if he were walking corpse, and his action is slow and numb.
"The right eye can see ghosts... These should be the ghosts who did not enter the hell in the shipwreck.
An Bochen said to himself, and his heart was interesting.
In closing, the gray fog and the ghosts in the fog disappeared, and what my eyes saw was the same as usual.
Far away from the East China Sea, the first is to travel the cave of heaven and earth, and the second is to get the divine power of yin and yang, which is the basis of misfortune and blessing.
After brushing the gravel on his shirt, An Bochen got up, pulled out his gun, and looked far to the north.
"Changmen..."
The sea breeze rolled up the young man's long hair and danced with the wind. For a long time, An Bochen smiled, but his eyes were like a cold pool, stepping on the soft gravel and walking north.
Innocent to the east, one shot to the north.
As he left, the general trend of the world also changed.
Above the East China Sea, under the sky, the undercurrent between the wind and clouds is not visible to people on earth.