Chapter 306 The gods and monsters fall in the world, and the five elements settle the return of the emperor

With a shiver, Simajin took a step back and looked at "An Bochen" alertly.

Since she entered the witch temple, she has been a little absent-minded, and her reaction is half a beat slower than usual. Now, when she sees the extremely strange little Anzi, Simajin has completely understood.

The heart is like a knife, and Simajin is full of regret and hatred.

If she hadn't only cared about what was on her mind, how could she relax her vigilance and let Wu Zong take advantage of it and occupy Xiao Anzi's body... Xiao Anzi...

"Little lady."

At this moment, a familiar voice came from his ear, but there was a trace of frivolity. Without looking up, Simajin knew that it was the strange Wu Zong who flirted with An Bochen's body.

With a strong murderous intention in the bottom of his heart, Simajin's face was as cold as frost, and he shouted coldly, "Send off, liar! If you come out now, I will kill you. I have hundreds of means to force you out. At that time, I will definitely want your soul to survive or die!"

"Hahaha..."

"An Bochen" raised the corners of his mouth, looked up and laughed, and a shadow flashed between his eyebrows: "First of all, I'm not a liar. What I just said is true, but you are wrong. Secondly, even if I am really a liar and the most powerful liar in the world, how can I be scared by your nonsense?

There was a trace of weakness in his heart. Looking at the pressing "An Bochen", Simajin took a step back and subconsciously said, "Who are you?"

"Who am I?"

"An Bochen" stopped and turned his head to look at the niche card at the head of the temple. In an instant, his eyes were full of vicissitudes: "The name before it came out had already been abandoned. When this Wuzong was not what I wanted, then I only had one name left. My name is... Jiu Chenjun."

Jiu Chenjun... It's so familiar... Jiu Chenjun!

With a buzz in her mind, Simajin looked at "An Bochen" in astonishment. Countless thoughts fluctuated in her mind, and each of them seemed so terrible that she was caught off guard.

Aware of Simajin's shock, "An Bochen" was stunned at first, and then laughed: "It seems that you also know the name. Yes, you should know."

We should know what he meant by what he said.

In the bleak temple hall with moonlight, the grooves made of mercury were messy and scattered. Simajin gently bit her red lips and her mind turned sharply. Gradually, an incredible color appeared on her face.

"Did you design all this?"

Jiu Chenjun is the name of the puppet, which was written in the Tibetan poem by Mr. Li. It was also the most wanted thing for An Bochen and Sima Jin at the beginning of their acquaintance.

If all this is done by the person who occupies An Bochen's body in front of him, from the appearance of the two snakes, to the encounter between the two, to the encounter of Xiao Anzi again and again... There is really such a strong layout in the world, as accurate as divine help. May I ask who else in the world is his opponent, and who else can escape from his cobweb?

For the first time in her life, Simajin only felt weak and her mind was blank.

"Hahaha, there is no variable layout in the world. Even if God is difficult to do it, you praise me too much."

Smart people always speak a little bit. In a blink of an eye, Kung Fu Jiu Chenjun understood the meaning of Sima Jin's words, and a strange look appeared on his face. "An Bochen" smiled, and then sighed softly and said quietly, "Well, you don't have much time, and it's okay to tell you. I told you before that I have taught Emperor Kuang's finger layout technique today. Although this technique is not a divine channel method, no matter how powerful the divine channel method is, it is difficult to be compared with it. For example, I am by the river, and there is a forest on the other side of the river. I want the river to flood the forest, but my power is so small that I can only rely on the outside of heaven and earth.

"So, I began to study the relationship between rivers and forests, deduced various variables, and aggregated them on a trajectory. Then, I picked out a stone and threw it into the river. It will sink according to the trajectory I set before. On the way, there may be various variables and all kinds of unexpected things happen, but those variables have been derived from me as early as possible. Therefore, no matter what happens halfway, the forest on the other side is destined to be flooded by a stone I popped up.

It's been a long time since he talked to people in a flesh-and-blood body. Jiu Chenjun said with great interest and didn't care at all whether the girl opposite could understand.

Although the finger layout technique is profound, there are only a few people in the world who can understand it at one time, and Sima Jin is one of the few people.

"The butterfly flaps its wings, and the insignificant move can make the sea water thousands of miles away rush to the coast and sweep the prefectures and counties. The wings of this butterfly are deliberately moved by you. You don't know what will happen on the way. Just the sea roars.

Listening to Simajin's words, "An Bochen" flashed a light in his eyes, and he was slightly surprised.

"What kind of stone did you pop up many years ago?" Looking up, Simajin asked.

He looked deeply at Simajin, and "An Bochen" laughed at himself: "I was trapped here by the surname Yi. I was seriously injured and could not be cured by meditation alone. He nominally spared my life, but in fact he wanted to kill me. How can I make him get what he wants? I cast a forbidden spell to slow down the corruption of the body. The price I pay is that I will never be able to repair this body. As I said before, it took me more than 60 years to reunite into a soul body, and what I have to do is naturally find a suitable body.

"And I only did three things. It was rumored that "Da Kuang Shen Weird Talk" discussed the way of human elixir with the snake demon who came from the cave, and passed on the art of finger layout to Emperor Kuang. Then I began to wait. After waiting for more than 50 years, I finally came to this good body, which is more outstanding than I thought. I have heavenly cultivation and magical power at the age of 20, with infinite potential.

A complacent expression appeared on the face of "An Bochen", which was so strange in Simajin's eyes.

After listening to Jiu Chenjun's narration, Sima Jin's mood was complicated.

Throw down the three "stones" and flick the layout, just to get a young and well-polished body. As for what happened halfway, he didn't know anything, and he didn't need to know. In the dark, Xiao Anzi was born, which was amazing, but he gave up his fate to this southern witch temple and lived up to the waiting of Jiuchenjun.

Did Jiu Chenjun become An Bochen, or did An Bochen become Jiu Chenjun?

A small human layout seeks heaven and uses skills to twist God's will. Can he really get the fate he wants?

Just when Simajin's heart was in turmoil, the cold voice of "An Bochen" sounded in his ear.

Speaking of which, I also took a great risk in this game. The layout of more than 50 years runs through the whole Da Kuang, with countless variables. As long as there is a little mistake, the previous work will be abandoned. Fortunately, there is this proveverence in... The gods and monsters fell in love with the world, and the five elements settled the return of the emperor.

"What does all this have to do with those two aphrase?" Looking at the first niche card in the temple hall, Simajin asked.

With a smile, "An Bochen" stared and said, "The predecessor of the witch temple is the magic weapon of the ancient Donghai Sect, that big bell. In the past, I wandered out of my mind and explored the past and the present. I vaguely found that there used to be a top strong man living in this big bell. He was born with six ears, and was good at divining the future. This poem and other poems were all from him. I'm afraid that the layout is too big to control, so I use the power of this poem. No matter how many variables there are, I can't beat the magic power of the ancient strong.

Turning to Simajin, "An Bochen" frowned slightly and suddenly said, "You are strange that my lover's body is occupied by me. Instead of worrying, I ask questions. Sure enough, women are mutable, unsympathetic and ungrateful.

Hearing the words, Simajin laughed.

"If you care, it will be chaotic. If I'm worried, I won't be right in your arms. Moreover, there is no winner or loser. He has his own plan. All I can do is to trap you.

"The winner is not divided?"

"An Bochen" rolled his eyes and sneered, "I have taken it away, he has lost his soul, and the victory or defeat has been decided."

"Joke." Simajin fiddled with Kodan at his fingertips and looked disdainful: "If his soul is scattered, then you can master his memory. If you master his memory, you will naturally know that this body is not as perfect as you think. If you know this, how can you brag here unscrupulously? Do you know that in the time when we are talking, the owner of this body has arranged a heavy killing game in his body, waiting for you to throw yourself into the trap.

"Are you procrastinating?"

"It's true." Looking at the complicated "An Bochen", Sima Jin gently held the witch doll in her hand and sneered, "You may have won this first game. After more than 50 years, and with the power of ghosts, you caught us off guard. But do you really think you have calculated all the variables? Have you ever calculated my appearance?"

In the face of Simajin's aggressive eyes, "An Bochen"'s face changed slightly, subconsciously retreated half a step, and instantly recovered as usual.

"Hahaha... What if you bluff with me, even if you miss it? The ending is not..."

While talking, "An Bochen" raised his silver gun at Simajin and just wanted to stab the girl who wasted countless words.

However, in Simajin's cold and murderous and sarcastic eyes, "An Bochen" trembled, his mouth was wide open, staring at his hands in disbelief, and his face turned pale in an instant.