Chapter 286 Relying on the building to watch the sky, determine the cause and effect

...... Xuande Dongtian... Taibai Mountain...

Remembering the few leisurely time in those dangerous and tense years, the cheated dragon and phoenix feast, the fooled Taibai people, and the bearded young dragon fairy, An Bochen couldn't help smiling and turned to Simajin.

The wind and sunshine leaked from the wooden grids, blowing the girl's heroic cloak, and also flowing through the two delicate lips that seemed to have known each other in the dream. The fragrant wind was like smoke, scratching the heart and lungs, and the flower appearance was still the same, and the soul was haunting. An Bochen only felt that his heart was itchy and hot, and then he ploped and jumped wildly, as if he was about to jump out of his chest.

swallowing his saliva, An Bochen blushed. While Sima Jin was focusing on looking at the screen, he secretly approached the face close to him. For a moment, he was extremely nervous, and he didn't know where to put his hand, so he had to hang stiffly on his side.

"Xiao Anzi, I remember! Isn't that Taibai Mountain?"

The heat in his mouth had been covered with white and tender earlobe. An Bochen made a bold attack for the first time in his life. When he was about to complete the work, he was just rightly avoided by Sima jin.

As Simajin spoke, he pretended to be ignorant and walked to the screen. He turned his back to An Bochen, who was stunned like a wooden chicken. He smiled secretly, but two touch of pink glow flew up his cheeks, and his heart was slightly confused.

After a short period of soul decline, An Bochen quickly calmed down and walked to Simajin as if nothing had happened. He looked at the rolling mountains on the screen, and his eyes gradually became condensed.

On that day, when Yuan Sanlang was fighting in Taiqing Town, he was in a screen. The screen was a magic weapon. There was a secret room inside. In the secret room, he lit incense and sacrificed, but it could take the living soul to refine the magic weapon. The screen magic weapon was nothing else, but a boundary place, which roughly led to the cave and the blessed land. In the memory of Yuan Sanlang and others, they were raised in a secret palace by Emperor Kuang. The secret palace was trapped in the void, and there were many strange treasures hidden in it. I don't know where they came from. They were often taken out by Emperor Kuang to reward all the gods.

Screen magic weapon... The edge of the void... A blessed place... In Emperor Kuang's secret palace, there are also in the treasure pavilion of Taibai Mountain. The two places seem to have nothing to do with each other, but they have magic weapons like "jie men" at the same time. I don't know how many such magic weapons there are, where they exist, who they are refined, and what is the purpose of their birth...

"Don't be silly, Xiao Anzi, what is this screen?"

Looking at An Bochen, who began to stay again, Simajin asked doubtfully.

"I have encountered such a screen before. If I guess correctly, it should be a very special magic weapon."

An Bochen said, reaching out and gently scratching in the air. A cyclone flew with his fingertips and swirled to the screen in Simajin's curious eyes.

"Tear!"

The screen was cut by the cyclone, and it was torn in half from the top of the huge mountain in the middle. The paper roll flew over and was broken.

Looking through the screen, An Bochen was stunned and stunned on the spot.

Different from what he imagined, there was no secret room hidden in the screen. It was a thin layer, and only the building and wooden grids on the opposite could be seen.

"Even if it was really a magic weapon before, it was just a pile of rags at this time."

Sima Jin's crying and laughing voice came to his ears. An Bochen's face was slightly red, and his heart was very strange.

Can I guess wrong? This screen has nothing to do with boundaries and channels. Is it just an ordinary screen?

Just as An Bochen was thinking fruitlessly, there was a light "huh" beside him. An Bochen raised his head and was as stunned as Simajin in an instant.

I saw that the screen suddenly moved, and the cotton paper torn by the cyclone seemed to have its own life. It trembled and gathered in the middle and gradually coincided. The scenery on the picture scroll was still the same, and even the crack in the gap disappeared, as if it had never been damaged.

An Bochen and Simajin, look at me, I look at you, and silently.

After a long time, Sima Jin smiled and said, "It's really a baby, but I don't know what kind of magic weapon it is."

"There is no doubt that nine out of ten are the gates to Xuande Cave."

An Bochen muttered.

Sima Jin frowned on one side and looked at the screen depicting the scenery of Tianshan Mountain in Xuande Cave. When he understood it for a while, a trace of interest appeared on his face, and suddenly he put his finger to his mouth.

"Xiao Anzi, do you want this magic weapon?"

An Bochen shook his head. Although he was a little curious about magic weapons, he did not have the hobby of collecting magic weapons such as Simajin. Naturally, he would not argue with Simajin when he was interested.

"Then I'll take it."

With a soft smile, Simajin bit his finger and squeezed out a blood drop from the screen.

The next moment, the screen turned scarlet as if it had just been fished out of the blood pool. The mountains and rivers were stained with blood and were silent, but they fluctuated in an instant. The wind in the mountains shook the trees, and the ripples on the lake rose one after another, as if in reality.

An Bochen saw it really from the side. He saw Simajin pinched a complex seal in his hand, saying a word in his mouth, and then reached out to press the screen after about half a column of incense.

"Papa", a wonderful thing happened.

The screen changed into two bronze doors separated from the middle. The fog rose along the cracks of the door and permeated the screen. Before An Bochen opened his mouth, Sima Qin had already walked in. An Bochen didn't think much and quickly followed him in.

There is no secret room behind the gate, and it is not Xuande Cave, but a lonely cliff.

The cliff seems to grow in the sky out of thin air, and it seems to be inserted in the middle of the air. In short, there are no mountains and no peaks. It is just a cliff hanging in the air. Under the cliff is the sea of clouds and fog, and further down, you can faintly see the mountains and rivers. It is the scenery depicted on the screen and the long-lost Xuande Cave.

"Xiao Anzi, this place looks like a pavilion."

Simajin's voice came from in front of her. She stood on the edge of the cliff, and her body was in the air. As long as she took another step forward, she would fall from the height of ten million feet. She regarded the cliff as a pavilion, and the Xuande cave under the cliff as the scenery of the tower. She looked down with interest, but made An Bochen nervous and secretly pinched countless cold sweats.

"Hong Fu, you click later, be careful..."

An Bochen said as he walked to Simajin. Before he finished speaking, a strong shock appeared on his face.

Every step he takes, there will be a slight change in the cliff under his feet. The mountain stone turns into a platform, the dead wood turns into beams and columns, the brown color of the stone turns into dark red, the curtain is beaded, and the eaves are hung with bells.

When An Bochen came behind Simajin, a pavilion in the air could be formed.

Clouds and fog, charming eyes, high and wide wind, attacking the eaves bells, and also rolled up their clothes and flew back, hunting.

The two of them leaned on the clouds in the wind, looked at the building, and looked down at the blessed land under them. They were indescrimly unrestrained and smooth, the girl was graceful, and the young man's eyebrows were indifferent. They were really like a couple of immortals, envious of the world.

Standing behind Simajin, smelling the familiar Fangze that always made his heart beat faster, An Bochen could faintly see the tenderness next to the girl's side face.

Taking a deep breath, An Bochen's hand had wrapped around his boss Ma Jin's crisp waist. Although the action was a little stiff, it was not a bad scene.

A different atmosphere came from the two. He noticed that An Bochen was breathing closer and closer. Sima Jin did not resist. He looked down at the scenery under the clouds, and his eyes were slightly confused.

"Cock!"

At this moment, An Bochen felt the soles of his feet shaking, and then the beams cracked a gap in the middle, and swam from top to bottom from far and near. An Bochen didn't care about the intimation. He picked up Simajin and retreated back. Every step back, the pavilion would break a cave from it, and the wood chips around it fell off. After a moment, it turned back to the cliff.

After retreating for more than ten steps, An Bochen finally withdrew from the bronze door and dodged the collapse of the pavilion.

The cloud and fog are taken back, the copper door is closed, the blood color on the screen fades, the scenery is stagnant, and it changes back to the original appearance.

"Why don't you let me down?"

Simajin's voice sounded, and at the same time, his jade hand pinched An Bochen's waist. An Bochen had no choice but to let go of his hand, and he was embarrassed to see Simajin at the moment.

Over the years, An Bochen has already washed away the shyness and twist on his body. He is indifferent and decisive. Only in the face of Simajin, he will always be beaten back to his original shape. From time to time, he will blush, and he doesn't know when he can overcome such a "problem".

"It's strange that I have obviously refined this magic weapon, and I can control it according to my heart. Why is it suddenly broken..."

Gently groping for the screen, Sima Jinping muttered to herself.

What she said reminded An Bochen.

"Hong Fu, I'm afraid it's not that simple to completely refine this screen. If you are completely refined, we will not only stand on the cliff and watch. We should be able to really enter the Xuande Cave.

Walking to Simajin's side, An Bochen opened his mouth and said, "I met the legendary owner named Yuan Sanlang under Emperor Kuang in Kanto. His screen magic weapon is inseparable from you, which leads to a boundary. The way he refines the screen is to sacrifice living people and take the soul to refine this magic weapon.

Hearing this, Simajin suddenly nodded: "So it is. It is said that the treasure has a spirit. If you want to exchange the submission of the magic weapon, you need to sacrifice the living monks and sacrifice the soul as an exchange... Now I don't have a soul at hand, so let's put it aside for the time being.

Looking at the screen, Sima Jin's eyes were slightly condensed, and a complex color flashed on his face.

"After all, Xuande Dongtian is just a weak Dongtian. If you can get a screen to the rest of the Dongtian blessed land..."

Halfway through, Simajin subconsciously looked at An Bochen and did not go on.

She also knows that the blessed land is not the real fairyland, but it is also many levels higher than Da Kuang, and she may find the way back. It's just Xiao Anzi...

He looked at An Bochen again. Before An Bochen could feel it, Simajin quickly looked away and looked at the special sunlight. Dai frowned gently and soon unfolded.

An Bochen obviously did not notice Simajin's momentary hesitation and sudden loss. The talker was not intention, and the listener had a heart. Looking at the screen with a huge hole in the sky, An Bochen seemed to think.

This screen was originally hidden in Taibai Mountain. After the red screen was refined, the two of them could almost reach Xuande Cave from Da Kuang. If the people of Taibai Mountain refined the screen, it would be impossible to step into Da Kuang from Xuande Cave...

There is a screen in the sky of Xuande Cave. Coincidentally, Emperor Kuang also had an inseparable screen in his hand. Maybe all parties have such screens, which is the "door" between the two worlds...

Dong Tianfudi and Da Kuang are separated by a long void and a long and endless edge. It is not easy to come and go. Even through the transmission array in the Dragon Girl Palace, it will greatly damage the vitality because of the resistance of the virtual space, just like the two snake demons in Liujing...

If you want to travel between the eastern boundary and the blessed world, you can only pass through this "boundary door"...

The eight-armed person I met in my daughter's country said that ten years later, the eastern boundary would fall into the same end as the other three worlds. Since there are those "boundary gates", why do they have to wait for ten years? Maybe because no one knows the screen magic weapon, or it is exiled to another side, or maybe it is not born, and it will be born ten years later...

Why is there a scroll like "Da Kuang's Monster Talk" circulating in a world where a fairy god has long been dead in Da Kuang. The location is fictional, but the story seems to be true. Is this an inadvertent spread, or someone deliberately saved the historical material...

For countless years, many divine masters have appeared in Da Kuang's land. After practicing to the realm of divine masters, they will break the void and explore the gods, but they have never returned. With their longevity for many years, where have they gone...

Think about the mysteries one by one, draw the silk and peel the cocoon. An Bochen took out a piece of silk thread and circled them in a circle, connecting them layer by layer, and pushing back and forth.

Suddenly, his heart beat wildly. An Bochen suddenly looked up. His head was a roof, and there was no sun, but An Bochen's eyes were extremely far away. In the dark, he seemed to see a reckless and tragic sky. There was an unknown story between the sky and the truth of all this.

Although you know where the truth is, it is very far away, which is by no means what today's An Bochen can reach.

"Well, leave that alone. Maybe I can go to Xuande Dongtian again when I'm free.

Simajin put away her worries and no longer thought about the future that she didn't know where she would go. She took out a roll of letter from her arms and shook towards An Bochen with a smile, "Xiao Anzi, do you want to know where Fatty Li is now?"

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