Chapter 382 Immortal Xuan Ao, Zhou Tian Creation

Arctic Sea, Izumo Banner Camp.

The sea water near the shore is dyed red with blood. Although the sea water in the distance is not so dazzling, it is also red, brighter than the rising sun.

There are corpses floating in the sea, and the eyes are in a mess, but there is laughter on the shore. From the Izumo flag to the main general to the captain of the primary school, they are all overjoyed, and even the ghost soldiers with stiff faces all day long show rare smiles from time to time.

From today on, the Arctic sea has completely become the territory of the Izumo Banner. At least in the next days when the order has not been issued, the soldiers of the Izumo Banner no longer have to rest like before, like tight strings.

On the coast, Li Qian commanded a group of generals to count the results.

This battle has gained a lot, such as flying swords. The rank ranges from one heaven to three heavens. Occasionally, you can find the four-fold fairy swords. The intact flying swords add up to a total of more than 3,000, which is enough for the generals of the Yunqi. In addition to flying swords, there are also elixirs, Taoist charms and other attack and receiving magic weapons. Although most of them need to be handed over to the superiors and assigned to the rest of the army, the Yunqi is qualified to leave the top products. Li Qian is the direct son of the Li family, and he is also a confidant of Li Cheng. He has always done this kind of oil and water.

It is reasonable that he should be proud at this time, but Li Qian can't be happy because of the man lying in the barracks.

The reason why the Arctic Sea battle was a complete victory was that Li Jiuwanli reported the news, which not only saved the fate of the Chow Yunqi, but also used the Chow Yunqi to completely annihilate the southwest six-hole coalition. The first achievement of this battle naturally belongs to Li Jiu. It is said that overnight, his deeds have spread to Wuzhen Haidu, and even the king of Dongyue sent messengers to reward Li Jiu.

Li Qian said that it was impossible not to be jealous, but he would not be jealous to the point of envy. What made him anxious was another thing.

Li Cheng originally ordered him and Li Jiu to count the results together. He intended to make some money, but unexpectedly, when counting the results, Li Jiu suddenly fainted. This is not the point. The point is that at the moment when Li Jiu fainted, Li Qian vaguely noticed that something was flying in front of him, and the thing was faintly purple, from Li Jiu's eyebrows.

Li Jiu was helped back to the camp by the female monk. The flag general personally diagnosed Li Jiu. He only said that he had lost too much vitality, which led to the displacement of the soul. After a few days of cultivation, the soul would return to its place.

Everyone has no doubt about him, but Li Qian feels strange.

Since Li Jiu returned, everything has happened around him, which is too coincidental. In addition, the purple light captured by Li Qian is rapid and fast, which is by no means like the displacement of the soul when the body and soul are weak.

Even so, Li Qian did not tell others his doubts, not even Li Cheng. He doesn't want to get a title that is jealous of talents and can't tolerate people. Li Jiu's matter is strange, but after all, he is the first meritorious official of Izumoqi and is in the limelight. If he rashly doubts without evidence, he will only lift a stone and hit his own feet.

Turning his head and looking at the three flags of the north and south on the west bank, Li Qian frowned and buried his doubts in the bottom of his heart.

......

Floating in the thunder tide, An Bochen's mind is clear and his mind is clear, but he can't feel his existence.

In a short time, An Bochen realized it.

His soul body has been milled into powder, integrated with the thunder tide, floating over the swamp.

As long as there is no soul flying away. However, how can you return to your position if you are not an adult?

An Bochen asked secretly in his heart.

The fairy sound sounded without warning, echoing in his ear, which was still the same sentence.

Move the star to change the bucket, mediate the creation.......

In an instant, An Bochen's heart was like a mirror.

What he wants to do now is to use the soul to absorb these thunder power, change the stars for battles, mediate creation, and shape it into a new soul.

The sun rises and moves slowly towards the middle of the sky.

The swamp under the sun is still gray, and no real people coming and going to the swamp are interested in stopping for a moment, so no one can see the thick purple thunder slurry in the middle of the swamp. In the thunder pulp, I don't know when a vague figure appeared. It couldn't help waving its arms and summoning the surrounding thunder pulp to gather towards him. The sun is getting closer and closer to the sky. In the blink of an eye, the noon has passed. The figure on the swamp is getting clearer and clearer, but there is still a lot of thick thunder pulp left. Two hours later, the figure had a nose and a face. Except for the ultraviolet skin, it was no different from ordinary strangers, but there was more than half of the thunder pulp.

If the thunder cannot be completely absorbed, the soul of An Bochen cannot be separated from the thunder pulp.

The figure trapped in the thunder pulp suddenly laughed. He waved his hand and rolled out a fist-sized bead from the thunder pulp beside him. Then he waved and gathered into another... The thunder beads were broken and resurrated, helping An Bochen suck the thunder crazily.

As he looked at the fast rolling thunder beads, An Bochen thought and vaguely guessed something.

The reason why he can't completely refine Tianlei is that he is only a soul to cross the disaster, and his body does not cross the disaster with him.

Ordinary real people and immortals are all caused by the thunder of the soul, and then the soul is on the top, the body is on the bottom, and the body is refined while refining the soul. However, An Bochen is just a soul to cross the disaster, and he can't use so many thunder at all. When he gathered three souls to get the soul, An Bochen got the thunder beads by chance, which was a great creation for him.

You should know that in ancient times and ancient times, those who were born according to the creation of heaven and earth, and even the supreme strong, refined their original magic weapons when crossing the disaster, to bully the heavens and the earth, kill immortals and kill the gods, which was extremely prosperous. In the future, although there are many magic weapons, most of them are made according to the drawings handed down from ancient times. They are made by craftsmen. Even if the craftsman is a real person or a fairy, how can there be no mystery given by God?

The body can be refined by looking for it in the future, or directly cross another thunderstorm. An Bochen's palm is nine thunder beads. The thunder power in the beads is pure and deep, and he doesn't have to worry about not finding authentic thunder to refine his body. But this thunder bead is unique, and with An Bochen's soul again and again, the nine thunder beads will continue to improve their rank.

The sun set in the west, and the light halo sprinkled into the swamp through the gray miasma, and there was little thunder slurry left over the swamp.

An Bochen sat cross-legged and suspended in the blue-gray smoke clouds. His soul was coated with a faint purple light, as if he were wearing a purple armor.

The soul has reached the fairyland. Looking at the world in front of him, An Bochen has a new feeling.

After the previous breakthroughs and transformations, most of An Bochen just observed, such as feeling the ripples of the lake ten miles away and the flowers and leaves in the courtyard. However, this time, An Bochen looked at the rotten wood in the swamp with a trace of surprise in his eyes.

Ten years ago, the rotten wood had not sunk so deep, about seven or eight feet. Fifteen years ago, more than a dozen real people fought fiercely beside the swamp and inadvertently rolled up trees when they performed the Taoism. Twenty years ago, there were no piles of rotten wood here, only mud and small insects, and from time to time there were spirit lizards flying on the swamp...

Staring at the rotten wood so much, An Bochen actually saw the past of the rotten wood in Zezhong!

Perhaps because the rotten wood is dead, or the excitement when breaking through, this feeling of seeing through the past did not last long, and gradually turned into normal.

From the soul of the real world to the soul of the fairyland, from observation to seeing through the time, An Bochen has gained a lot.

But his harvest is far from over.

"See the master."

There was a buzzing sound behind him, and An Bochen's heart tightened and he hurriedly turned around.

Appearing in front of An Bochen is a demon-like man. He is more than seven feet tall, his muscles are bumpy, and the golden and dark light flows on the skin, like armor, and it is also full of indescribable masculinity. It seems that he can move mountains and rivers by moving his fingers.

His eyes fell back to the eight thunder beads in his hand. An Bochen resisted the surprise in his heart and nodded secretly. It seemed that Zhong Chunan crossed the disaster with the thunder bead. After this disaster, he, who was originally at the peak of the triple naive human realm, naturally broke through to the four-fold immortal realm. Above the four heavens, there are also the five heavens and the six heavens of immortals, and then there is the real fairyland.

When An Bochen understood the immortal Xuan Ao, he had already learned about the above realms. As for whether there were other realms of cultivation on it, An Bochen was not clear for the time being.

The soul is already a four-fold immortal realm, and there is another body that is a split of the four-fold immortal realm, and it is still inherited from the ancient immortals from Jiuyuanzhou. Such strength, not to mention behind the five towns and Haidu, even if it is placed on the front line, it can fight against the immortals.

An Bochen thought so, and his eyes were full of joy.

But when An Bochen looked at Zhong Chunan, who lowered his eyebrows, his heart was suddenly shocked.

"Lao Zhong, what did you call me just now?"

"Master." Zhong Chunan replied honestly.

"How can this be..." An Bochen looked up and down at Zhong Chunan and frowned.

Although he also called Zhong Chunan Lao Zhong before, Zhong Chunan did not answer An Bochen except for the occasional last wishes. How could he have self-consciousness with a dead body? But just now, An Bochen actually asked and answered with his split, and it was not An Bochen's nothing to himself.

Taking a deep breath, An Bochen looked down at the eight thunder beads, and his eyes flashed.

He remembered the true meaning of Lei Dao in a trance. Lei, the thunder, died first and then born, and was reborn...

"Is it possible that after the immortal disaster, this thunder bead can actually give birth to white bones and resurrect the dead body? It's impossible. He and Li Jiu have already lost their souls. Even if they are resurrected, they will not be the original ones... Shit, Li Jiu!"

An Bochen's heart is not good. He has eight thunder beads in his hand, and Zhong Chunan has a thunder bead, that is to say, he doesn't know when Li Jiu's one will fly back to his hand and get through the fairy disaster together.

With a wave of his arms, An Bochen threw a thunder bead to find Li Jiu and left. He didn't want to be buried as a dead body before the first general of the five towns and seas were carefully created.

Playing with the remaining seven thunder beads, An Bochen was silent.

There are all kinds of thunder mysterious mysteries hidden in the thunder beads, but it is not all that An Bochen can understand for a while. In addition, he feels more and more that the thunder beads have become strange. In addition to thunder power and Xuanao, it seems that there are many other powers hidden... For example, let Zhong Chunan call himself his master.

Zhong Chunan, or Li Jiu, it's not a bad thing if they can recover their intelligence. At least they don't have to work hard all day long. I don't know if this change can let them start practicing by themselves, if they can...

With a smile, An Bochen looked at Zhong Chunan: "From today on, your name will be Zhong Ba."

"Yes, Zhong Ba obeyed."

With a long sigh of relief, An Bochen put the remaining thunder beads into the soul, took Zhong Ba to walk on the swamp and return.

The night has fallen, and another day is about to pass. An Bochen walked in the dark night, with a faint purple light all over his body. He walked like clouds and flowing water. He was not in a hurry or slow. He lost the tension and excitement of the past few days, and a little more fairy flavor of floating and freedom.

This first-hand layout is smoother than An Bochen imagined, and the harvest far exceeded his expectations.

In the mountains and forests, An Bochen suddenly stopped. He looked up at Zhou Tianxingchen, his eyebrows were indifferent, and he slowly closed his eyes.

After excitement, it is calm. After complete calm, it is forgetfulness. Forgetfulness is no desire.

When he opened his eyes again, An Bochen had appeared on Zhendong Peak with Zhong Ba.

Sitting alone in the small building, An Bochen looked at the night sky with a peaceful face and waited impatiently for the moment when the night retreated.

If you can achieve no desire in this way, An Bochen doesn't mind publicity a few more times. After a long time, you will develop a habit and get used to the mentality of no desire. In the future, entering the fairy mansion will naturally be as smooth as the realm of Tianpin.

The fish belly floated white in the sky, and An Bochen smiled faintly. He held his breath and condensed. His lower abdomen was slightly raised, and his expression gradually stagnated.