Chapter 308 Young Jiuchenjun

The light-shirted flat boat flows down the river. On both sides are peach trees. The spring breeze blows the shore, blowing away the peach blossoms and ripples.

There was a thin man sitting on the boat.

In front of him is a bamboo case, on which there is a fragrant tea cup, tasting tea in the wind, enjoying Luo Ying, which is indescably elegant.

"He actually has good tea."

An Bochen, who was across the shore, looked at it from afar and said strangely.

I thought that the person like Jiuchen must be a person who is addicted to wine and glasses. Unexpectedly, in his own memory, he is a happy tea but not a wine. He is more elegant and slightly proud.

However, such a person is strict with himself, does not follow the wind of the world, and knows how to cultivate his nature, which is the most difficult to deal with.

"It's a good way to be a scholar."

The praise of the Fire God came to his ears. An Bochen smiled slightly, but did not show any expression: "Although he entered the stage and gradually became addicted, he was sure he would wake up."

On the stage is an actor. This play was prepared by An Bochen for Jiu Chenjun, but it is also Jiu Chenjun alone. On this stage, he will follow the memory and walk back to Taoyuan Village step by step, while An Bochen follows him and absorbs the memory in the depths of his heart. After it is completely absorbed, Jiuchenjun has no secrets. An Bochen occupies all the right place and people, and it is easy to take away Jiuchenjun's soul.

At this time, the Water God and the Wind God are ambushed in the depths of Taoyuan. An Bochen only left the upright Fire God by his side, so as not to ruin this good scene.

"There is a paradise outside the world, and there are all young and old. Peach trees are planted in Taoyuan, one tree and one child..."

On the flat boat, Jiuchenjun knocked on the teacup and sang in the wind. There was a continuous sadness in the song, which went straight to the cliff on the far shore. With a "bang", it was a forest leaf like a wave, the white ape jumped out, the elk galloped, or was infected by the song, and he chased the boat along the coast and jumped. When the boat went to the mouth of the stream, there was a white crane and a green lute, hovering over Jiuchenjun's head. Jiuchenjun threw out a teacup, and the fragrant tea splashed out, causing the fairy birds to sip and drink, and the wings were singing together.

"What a paradise."

Stepping on the peach branch, An Bochen walked all the time, watched the grand scenery of Taoyuan, and sighed in amazement.

There are suspension bridges at the mouth of the stream, and there are mountains under the stream. There are long waterfalls between the mountains, and there are deep holes in the waterfalls.

Jiu Chenjun suddenly got up, patted his hands, and cursed. The wind rolled over, wrapped in a person and a boat, and steadily drilled into the opposite waterfall curtain. An Bochen's heart moved, and the next moment, he and the Fire God also appeared in the waterfall curtain.

Opening the waterfall curtain is a deep cave. The cave is moist and can faintly hear the circulation of the stream, but I don't know where the stream is.

The Vulcan shivered and his face was strange, but he heard An Bochen whisper.

"It's strange that this Taoyuan Village is full of secret skills and powerful. Why do you have to put a lot of puzzles and hide here?"

Hearing the words, the Fire God King smiled and said, "The regent's words are bad. The sky and the sky are like yin and yang. How can there be an invincible person forever? No matter how powerful the existence is, there will always be its nemesis."

"Is it like the Water God on you?"

With a soft smile, An Bochen narrowed his way.

Mr. Vulcan was stunned, and his ears were red at the scene, and he was speechless.

While talking, the two had walked out of the corridor. At the end of the deep corridor, the light suddenly appeared, but when An Bochen looked up, he stood on the spot.

In front of him is a circle of mountains. It seems inappropriate to describe the mountains as a circle, but the landscape in front of him can only be described in this way.

In Taoyuan Village, the mountains and mountains are not rolling up and downs, but like bamboo shoots, growing up in circles, the mountain road swirling around, and dense caves are exposed between the rock walls, and three or two monks fly out of it from time to time. There are a total of 16 huge mountains like this, which are high into the clouds, and the foothills cover a lot of land. Even so, it is not so much 16 high mountains as 16 huge buildings.

The Fire God has already been dumbfounded, but An Bochen quickly calmed down. Taoyuan Village has been hidden for countless years and is the birthplace of secret art. In the legend, the first real person of his ancestor has flown to the heavenly court. If Taoyuan Village is not surprised, it will be strange.

The huge mountain supports the sky clouds, surrounded by clouds and fog, cranes fly, and the grassland in the distance can faintly compete with tigers, and the young children are very happy in the game.

"It may be fresh to stay in such a place for a year and a half. If you stay for a long time, you will be bored after seventeen or eight years."

An Bochen whispered. When he raised his head, he saw a cloud of ink suddenly flying from the distant sky, and it was dark, as if to crush the fifteen "circle mountains".

"The nightingales are back."

There was a little excited voice in his ear, but Jiu Chenjun, who was walking to the village, smiled.

Nightingale?

An Bochen stared at it. Sure enough, it was not a "black cloud", but an overwhelming group of birds, with green bodies, sharp beaks and sharp claws, at least millions.

In an instant, the nightingales got into a huge mountain in the middle and disappeared.

"The nightingale is back!"

"It's finally here..."

"What are you still doing? The nightingale is back!"

In a blink of an eye, the sound of cheers came from all directions, echoing in the mountains, igniting Taoyuan Village, which was extremely silent at the previous moment.

The young girls either jumped off the cliff or flew out of the rock wall and rushed to the peak in the middle, and the young Jiuchenjun was no exception.

Seeing the chaotic scene in front of him, the Vulcan laughed loudly. An Bochen looked at him helplessly and walked to the high mountain.

The mountain is located in the middle of Taoyuan Village. It is necessary to say that the elders of Taoyuan Village live in the mountain.

The young children stood respectfully at the foot of the mountain, standing with their hands, but they couldn't hide the expectations on their faces.

An Bochen walked among the crowd as if he had nothing, looking curiously at the children of Taoyuan. As imagined, most of these eager Taoyuan children are less than 20 years old, but their breath is much higher than that of fellow monks outside Taoyuan. They are all young and old.

"Jushi, what are they waiting for?" The Fire God also followed An Bochen step by step.

"You will know if you look at it."

An Bochen said with a smile.

Although this Taoyuan village is strange and beautiful, it is inevitable to be bored after staying for a long time. These Taoyuan children have stayed in the village for nearly 20 years. It should have been numb. What can make them so excited?

When he was young, a middle-aged man came out of the cliff of the third circle. With his appearance, the crowd gradually **.

"Sing down!"

The middle-aged man shouted coldly, and his eyes swept over the people, but he stopped on Jiu Chenjun for a while, and then wandered away.

"as usual, write down the most in the half-pillar incense, ten reward tokens, nine rewards for the second place, and so on."

......

"What is this token?" Standing beside Jiu Chenjun, An Bochen frowned and asked.

"Token is the only reward for my Taoyuan disciples. No matter what kind of comparison, the final reward is a token." Jiu Chenjun explained with an expressionless face that he was getting deeper and deeper into the play, which also made An Bochen more and more at ease.

"What's the use?"

"If you want the secret book of skills, a panacea, or the qualification to enter and leave Taoyuan, you need to exchange it with a token. However, the higher the level, the more tokens are needed, and 90,000 tokens are needed to enter and exit Taoyuan. Jiu Chenjun replied.

"This is rare." An Bochen secretly said that it was interesting. He looked at Jiu Chenjun, who had become a teenager, and his heart suddenly moved: "How many tokens do you have now?"

With a playful smile on the corners of his mouth, the young Jiu Chenjun stretched out a finger and shook it.

"Half."

An Bochen was stunned and caused an uproar in his heart.

At this time, he found that although Jiu Chenjun was in the crowd, the children around him were far away from him. When he was young, he glanced at this, his eyes were surprisingly complicated, as if he were looking at the flood beast.

Of course, half of what Jiu Chenjun said refers to half of all the tokens issued by the Taoyuan elders to this generation of disciples, that is to say, almost all the tests of this generation were won by him. Such a figure is at the top in Taoyuan. No wonder when he came out of Taoyuan, he dominated nearly half of Jiazi's Da Kuang Fengyun.

Looking at Jiu Chenjun silently, An Bochen did not say anything more, and his heart became more and more urgent.

The opportunity to restore the Zhoutian cycle is related to Jiuchenjun. Now Jiuchenjun's soul has returned to Taoyuan, that is to say, without accident, An Bochen will be able to recover the power he lost in Taoyuan.

"Rin the list!"

Just when An Bochen was slightly distracted, the middle-aged hand on the cliff pinched the seal and shouted.