Immortal Emperor

Chapter 209 Fighting in Taiqing Town, the first shocking secret 4

The mountains were quiet, and An Bochen paced to Yuan Sanlang's side. Yuan Sanlang's eyes were dull, and he stared at the waterfall hanging in the distant mountain. He was completely distracted.

"Brother Yuan, do you remember me?"

An Bochen stretched out his hand and swayed in front of Yuan Sanlang. Yuan Sanlang raised his head numbly, his eyes were distracted, and nodded blankly: "You are An Bochen."

"Why did you kill me?"

An Bochen nodded and asked the first question.

Although Yuan Sanlang is delirious, he still remembers the past, but he has lost the ability to distinguish right from wrong.

"We have been cultivated by your majesty and practiced hard for 13 years, only to guard the Da Kuangzong Temple ten years later."

Listening to Yuan Sanlang's words that the donkey's head was not right, An Bochen frowned. As soon as he wanted to ask a question, Yuan Sanlang continued, "An Bochen is a young hero, and his cultivation is not bad. He happens to be a stepping stone for Sanlang's grinding his cultivation and heart. By the way, killing the sacrifice treasure, killing two birds with one stone."

"Stepping Stone? You really think highly of me."

An Bochen sneered and asked one after another, "How many people are there for you?" How is the cultivation? Where is it now?"

Yuan Sanlang didn't think about it. He opened his mouth and replied, "We have a total of nine people, who are the best of Da Kuang's peers. They all have heavenly cultivation. Now they are looking for stepping stones and sharpening their cultivation."

"Are they using the same nicknames in "Da Kuang Shen Weird Talk" like you?"

"No, our kunge names come from the nine legends and allusions in Strange Talk."

"Strange Talk..."

An Bochen muttered and said in his heart, is it "God's Strange Talk" or "Da Kuang God's Strange Talk"? Why does Emperor Kuang also have one? The first reading of the stories is ridiculous, but now it seems that there is a hidden mystery, as if it had really happened... Is it a wild history that records the secrets of gods and monsters during the Da Kuang period?

After thinking about it, An Bochen asked again, "Who are the stepping stones you chose?"

"Liu Jing An Bochen, Zhongdu Zhang Bushi, Qin Guo Wuhua, the first Wang Feng, Changmen Ren Tian Sin, Changmen Feng Xiao Leng... Wu Zhong Simajin.

An Bochen frowned until he heard the last name, and his heart suddenly looked at Yuan Sanlang, whose eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Is it your own idea or arranged by your majesty to choose a few of us as stepping stones?"

"Your Majesty said, these people are criches raised outside. They are the best of their peers. Only by killing these people first can they be qualified to challenge the tigers and wolves in the world, calm the chaos with our strength, and sharpen the Taoism, and prepare for the battle ten years later."

As Yuan Sanlang said it, the doubts that shrouded An Bochen's heart gradually dissipated. In a faint time, he saw a secret that was enough to shock the world, from the hand of the emperor who was good at teasing chlies.

"How dare you compare us to squills, what a Kuang Emperor."

After a long silence, An Bochen suddenly laughed. To this day, he finally knew who the messenger behind all this was.

Changmen thought that with the help of the hand of the mediocre emperor, he harmed An Bochen and intended to force an innocent resident. However, he didn't know that Emperor Kuang pushed the boat smoothly. Instead, he used the Changmen to let An Bochen as bait and cause chaos in the world.

Everyone in the world knows that Emperor Kuang is mediocre. The black pot is naturally carried by the Changmen Dharma Club. The more chaotic the world is, the happier Emperor Kuang, who teases crivels in the deep palace, is. When the overall situation is settled, he will appear in front of the world as a wise king, and with his planning ability, he can easily calm down the chaos. At that time, he can not only complete his plan, but also win the reputation of the Lord of Zhongxing, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

An Bochen pushed step by step. The more he thought about it, the more surprised he became. The only thing he couldn't figure out was why Emperor Kuang used the chaos to sharpen the nine people.

If the nine heavenly monks can rely on their own strength alone to calm down the chaos of the world in ten years and take the whole world as a stepping stone, it is self-evident how powerful these nine people will become in ten years.

"What will happen in ten years?"

An Bochen asked.

Yuan Sanlang was abnormal and became silent. After a long time, he said, "Ten years later, the fairy will come to the eastern world."

An Bochen's heart moved, but suddenly remembered the cruel words left by the "eight-armed man" before his daughter Guozhong fled. At that time, An Bochen didn't take it seriously, but at this moment, he had to connect the two.

Is the fairy in the east? What would it be like? How did Emperor Kuang know?

Looking at the sky in the distance is like a round mirror, An Bochen's eyes flashed and gradually restrained.

Ten years is too long. At least for An Bochen, who has only spent 17 years, what will happen ten years later, and after ten years, I don't know how many changes will happen in these ten years.

But no matter what the world will look like, you can't take me as a stepping stone and use my death as a price to complete the nine so-called genius teenagers!

The princes and generals have the guts, and the road to practice is long. What can a moment explain?

Looking at the distant sky, the mountains are falling. An Bochen looks at the sky and the earth. His eyes are like water, but he doesn't know where to go.

He came from a humble background, but because he met a "noble man", he walked all the way and walked on the road of no return chased by countless people. Once he got on it, he could not turn back.

Why monism?

In order to be extraordinary? Or is it for immortality? Or is it to be free? In the final analysis, for An Bochen, it's just one thing - to completely control his own fate.

In the past, when he met Simajin for the first time, An Bochen opened his mouth and asked for the method of practice. At that time, he was still ignorant, and perhaps even he was so curious about practice. Now that I think about it, it may be because of the inability to do something about Wang Xin when she was a child, and then I saw the Taoist method, and I am extremely eager to change my fate with this. When he embarked on the road of practice, but because of the fight between the two demons, An Bochen fell into a dilemma again, and his fate was difficult. In order to seize his fate, An Bochen traveled through the two demon killings. After all the difficulties and obstacles, he finally broke free and regained his fate.

Liujing is like a small melting pot, and the world is a big melting pot. In less than three years, An Bochen was in trouble again. And this time, it turned out to be the game set by the high Emperor Kuang himself. In this game, An Bochen was just a trivial bait, a neglected stepping stone, that's all.

The mountain wind was cold, and An Bochen was suspended three feet on the cliff. He looked at Yuan Sanlang with a smile and said, "If you are looked up by Emperor Kuang, you should be a handsome genius in a million?"

An Bochen's smile has not changed. Like Liujing, he has the shy of a young man in a small village. However, his eyes are already countless times brighter than before. There is no fear and weakness in it, and there is no hesitation or hesitation. His eyes are like a cold pool, and his pupils are like the cold moon in the pool, bottomless.

Yuan Sanlang didn't think much about it. According to his subconscious thoughts, he nodded and said, "Exactly."

"Good. The genius is going to die."

An Bochen said, kicking Yuan Sanlang on the back.

Favored by Emperor Meng Kuang, Xu Yi, a talented teenager of Da Kuang's peers, shook it twice, and then fell off the cliff. In a blink of an eye, he disappeared in the clouds and disappeared.

Although only the soul of the earth is dead, the soul of the earth will not return for seven days, and the body will die.

An Bochen kicked Yuan Sanlang to death. Looking at the soul body that fell off the cliff, he felt that the boulder on his heart also fell and broke into pieces.

The boulder pressed a lot, including the fragility and fear deliberately hidden by An Bochen, and the abo people of Da Kuang, who was born with awe of the superiors. At this time, with the death of Yuan Sanlang, they were thrown into the bottomless cliff abys by An Bochen.

Emperor Kuang instructed Yuan Sanlang to take An Bochen as the first stepping stone to sharpen his cultivation and meet the challenge of tigers and wolves in the world. Now An Bochen killed Yuan Sanlang as his first stepping stone. After stepping over this stone, he was still covered with thorns and pointed stones.

How can it be so easy to challenge the imperial power and face the lord of thousands of miles?

The road is long. If you want to lose it, you can lose it. If you want to give it away, you can get it.

Abandoning all kinds of useless inferiority, An Bochen grows again. The world is a melting pot. The surface of An Bochen's stone is still smooth and soft, but the fire rises from the stone and melts the inside harder and harder.

He has been repeatedly robbed of his fate, and now he has to start to regain his fate. An Bochen is fearless, and there is even a trace of excitement.

Looking at the mountains from afar, An Bochen only felt that the sky was wide and he looked around at the four mountains. At this moment, nothing could cover his eyes.

The strange feeling came from the bottom of his heart. An Bochen took two steps forward and raised his voice:

"Where is my life?"

In a trance, there was a response on the far side, and the feeling of flesh and blood came from the end of the world tens of thousands of miles away.

The mountains and rivers are smashed, and the earth is sinking. An Bochen looked at the red sun at the bottom of the distant mountain, and his heart was full of indescribable joy.