Chapter 309 What's the reason

With the spread of this "listing", the children of Taoyuan were like big enemies, staring at the top of the mountain with full concentration.

Of the hundreds of people, only Jiu Chenjun put his hands behind his back and his face was calm.

Just as An Bochen was wondering, he suddenly heard a loud noise. In a blink of an eye, the huge mountain not far away swayed slowly. A huge water curtain flowed down from the top of the mountain. Looking at it roughly, I thought it was a waterfall. When he stared, An Bochen found that it was not a waterfall or a water curtain, but a white cloth around the mountain.

If you raise the white cloth higher and climb over the top of the mountain, you will be able to cover most of the peak.

Such a huge white cloth is by no means what manpower can do. No wonder the elder needs to pinch and cast spells.

However, when the white cloth fell halfway up the mountain, An Bochen suddenly found that the white cloth was full of dense words, as small as mosquitoes and flies, but as much as a mountain of mud and stone, which made people panic.

Concentrate on all his strength, An Bochen showed his magic power and looked at it carefully.

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"Yesterday, in the State of Chu in the East China Sea, Da Kuangjing, Lin'an Prefecture, and Guiping County, there was a poor scholar surnamed Zhang who stole fish and was sent to the sick mother. Although the county official was pitiful, he was also impartial. He stripped the qualification of the scholar to take the examination, hit the 20 boards, and paid to buy fish and send it to the sick mother. Scholars and bitter masters worship, and the people praise their virtue..."

“...... Last night, the barbarian island country killed Da Kuang sea merchants again. In the early morning, Da Sima sent troops on an overseas expedition, and some ministers were afraid that the people would hurt their wealth. They were divided into two factions in the court. Emperor Kuang didn't say a word, and his face sank like water..."

“...... Outside the eastern border, there are two small countries, one is He Cai, and the other is Fang Wu. This morning, the two countries finally have a truce and are close..."

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Every time he sees one clearly, An Bochen's expression is more solemn.

"This is... Did you see Da Kuang from yesterday to this morning? Not only Da Kuang, but also the eastern boundary outside Da Kuang... It's not just..."

An Bochen vaguely caught several "blessings" in several places, but they passed much faster than the news about Da Kuang in the Eastern Territories, and the number is very small, which is really difficult to catch.

The font on the white cloth is not fixed, but flows quickly from top to bottom, and often disappears in the blink of an eye. Not to mention remembering those messages, it is difficult and difficult to see them clearly.

The Fire God on the side had already been dumbfounded. After An Bochen remembered a few, he only felt dizzy and bloated when he looked at the white cloth, and his eyes were sore, which was difficult to continue.

The children around Taoyuan have to do this homework every day, and they are naturally used to it. However, even if they practice every day and want to write down all the fast-passing news on the white cloth, it is almost impossible to reach the sky.

As the white cloth fell faster and faster, many disciples shook their heads and withdrew from the test circle, leaving less than ten in the field, all of whom were the best children of each department.

Some people pinch the seal method and cast a secret spell in their eyes, while some disciples fly high and read words in their mouths. Almost everyone needs to pinch the seal and cast spells to cooperate with memory. Only Jiuchenjun stands with his hands behind his back, with a light face and a freehand smile on his face from time to time.

The white cloth fell, and the black child flew away, turning into a white colt-like reflection flowing in Jiuchenjun's pupils.

The half-pillar incense time is engraved, the black characters are hidden, the white cloth dissipates, and the mountain in the middle repeats its original appearance.

At the end of the homework, the children of Taoyuan were lively and called for friends. Some looked depressed and some were full of confidence. However, most people gathered together to talk about the news recorded on the white cloth, laughing, sometimes relaxed, sometimes excited.

"If you don't go out of Taoyuan, you will know the world. Da Kuang, the eastern boundary, and even the blessed earth... As far as the nightingale can fly, the ears and eyes of Taoyuan people will be as far away, and the news they have learned will be.

Standing outside the crowd, An Bochen said in a stern.

The mysterious An Bochen of Taoyuan was known as early as three years ago. However, except for seeing the first Wang Feng and Yue Qingqing, most of them stopped by rumors. Today's trip made him amazed, and his heart was shocked for a long time.

I was shocked not only by the geographical pattern of Taoyuan Village, but also by the millions of nightingales who acted as Taoyuan scouts, and even more surprised by the cultivation method of Taoyuan Village.

No matter how big Taoyuan is, it is just a cave. It will be boring to stay for a long time, but the elders of Taoyuan have come up with such a wonderful idea. It is not only a practice, but also a way to make the children of Taoyuan feel fresh. This is a way to teach and enjoy.

In addition, An Bochen faintly felt that the Taoyuan elders's move seemed to have a deep meaning. He did not hide the truth of the world, Da Kuang, the eastern world and even the blessed earth, but imprisoned the Taoyuan disciples in the cave, day after day and year after year.

There are four or five hundred children of this generation alone, together with the previous generation of Taoyuan and the previous generation... Taoyuan has cultivated so many powerful talents, but not much. He only needs to send thousands of three-round occultists into the world. May I ask Da Kuang Thirteen Princes and Wufang Province, who can stop them? If there are one or two more characters like Jiu Chenjun...

Suddenly, An Bochen said with a smile, "I forgot that this is still Taoyuan more than a hundred years ago. These children in front of them should be still alive, at least with three rounds of Taoism, but where are they now? Over the years, the power accumulated by Taoyuan from generation to generation is enough to flatten Da Kuang with a small amount of power.

Shaking his head, An Bochen carefully pulled out of the "horn tip". What secret is Taoyuan's plan has nothing to do with him? All he has to do is to stare at Jiu Chenjun and find his strength from Jiu Chenjun.

"Those who want to participate in the test are listed."

At the end of the morning class, the middle-aged man on the mountainside asked loudly.

The school yard at the foot of the mountain became silent again. Everyone was motionless, but from time to time, they glanced at the teenager who was always indifferent.

"If you don't get out of the list, they don't dare to be the first to be listed." Looking at Jiu Chenjun, An Bochen smiled and said.

"Of course." Jiu Chenjun said lightly.

"Why are you out of the list?"

"Do you think that such a moment in your life is the most worthwhile to enjoy quietly?"

Hearing the words, An Bochen was silent.

He never felt the enjoyment of being aweed, feared and jealous by so many people. In that year in Liujing, An Bochen was also awed, afraid and hated, but he only felt more like walking on thin ice, as if walking on a suspension bridge between the mountain streams with a huge stone on his back. If there was a slight mistake, he would be smashed to pieces.

That's right. After all, he was born in Taoyuan and was born with a noble life.

He shook his head and smiled. An Bochen no longer paid attention to Jiu Chenjun, who walked to the mountain, and walked with his back.

At this moment, An Bochen only felt that a look in the crowd was looking at him.

Being alert, An Bochen hurriedly looked for it, but saw a tall and beautiful girl in the crowd looking over him and looking at Jiu Chenjun.

The girl was dressed in a white skirt, elegant and quiet, but her eyes looked at Jiu Chenjun with a little resentment.

"Who is she?"

An Bochen stopped and raised his voice to ask Jiu Chenjun.

"She..."

With a pause, Jiu Chenjun meditated for a moment, and then laughed: "She is a female disciple of Yue's Feng Department and my fiancee. She is actually my fiancee, hahaha..."

Laughing loudly, Jiu Chenjun walked to the foot of the mountain without looking back. He didn't look at his "fiancee" from beginning to end.

"Such a talented figure is sure to be arrogant, but he is fettered by the words of his parents' orders and matchmakers. It's strange that he is willing."

An Bochen muttered, and suddenly remembered another thing: "Yes, Yue Qingqing is also the daughter of Yue's Feng. Because the elders in the department did not allow her to marry the first Wang Feng, both of them escaped. The first Wang Feng can also dream. Ninety-nine out of ten are also people of the king's department. A hundred years ago, the first Wang Department and the Yue's Feng Department could marry... There may be a connection between the two.

"Jushi, why don't you continue to follow that man?" Seeing that An Bochen was getting farther and farther away, the Fire God beside him asked curiously.

"I just said a few more words to him, and then followed him for fear of waking him up. The years have been long, and I'm not in a hurry to do good things."

Walking leisurely to a cliff, An Bochen sat cross-legged. Looking at Taoyuan Village, he found that the sixteen mountains were like bamboo shoots, each of which was only seven laps, no more, no less, the number of vortexes of the magic wheel.

"There is really a machine front everywhere in Taoyuan Village. Where is my chance..."

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An Bochen built a stage in the Immortal Mansion to enter Taoyuan Village in Jiuchenjun's memory, and only prepared to kill two birds with one stone.

At the same time, Simajin, who was guarding his body in the southern witch temple, was not idle.