Chapter 401 The Secret of Yuan Sanlang

August 7, the beginning of autumn.

Lv Fengqi has not returned yet.

Even if Lv Fengqi returns at this time, he can't shake An Bochen's position.

The light theory cultivation of An Bochen has reached the peak of the four immortals. No matter how talented Lv Fengqi is, it is impossible to break through to the immortal in just four months. For more than four months, An Bochen led the Kuangqi to break through the double sky to rectify the fairy behind Dongyue. Anyone who did not follow the law and discipline was never spared. The king of Dongyue opened one eye and closed the other. Many soaring factions secretly supported him. Kuang Qiwei's reputation went away among the immortals for a while.

But all this is not what An Bochen really wants. There are only less than four months left from the deadline in the prophecy. Since Dongyue's great victory to reverse the war, there has been no large-scale battle between Wuzhen Haidu and Dongtianfudi. There are occasional conflicts and peaceful end. Both sides seem to be waiting for the most After the decisive battle.

On the wooden building of Zhendongfeng, An Bochen closed his work, his eyes opened and flashed with stars, and a trace of joy floated between his eyebrows.

His first split, Li Jiu, who was in the Arctic Sea Chuyunqi, finally successfully broke through to the realm of immortals. Li Jiu's command had 300,000 flying ghosts. Later, he made great contributions and promoted him to a first-class general and added a million new army. He was also a quite animputable figure in the Izuyun Banner. Now Li Jiu has broken through the four heavens, and it is only a matter of time before he is promoted.

With Zhong Ba and Kuang Qi, An Bochen's power at hand is also considerable, but he also knows that the real powerful people will not lead the army to the war, and maybe they will not appear until the final moment of the battle. There is still a long way to go to become such a character An Bochen. In the past three months, the soul has broken through one after another, and it has reached the realm of six immortals, but it is always difficult to touch the true fairyland. An Bochen originally planned that as soon as the soul arrived in the real fairyland, he threw away the bones of the three kings to absorb the blood of the three kings, and now he can only postpone the time.

"Bochen."

Hearing the call, An Bochen turned his head and saw Wuhua and Zhang Bushi fall from the sky, and he dodged into the small building.

"Have you heard that the King of Dongyue has prepared the oath." Wuhuaxing rushes to the road.

"Your news has always been more knowledgeable than me. I'm alone. How can I know?"

An Bochen laughed and said that there was nothing in the flag these days. Everyone was bored. From time to time, they went back to the sect. On the one's sake, they listened to the teachings and improved their practice, and on the other was to inquire about the news. Only An Bochen and Dian Kui stayed in Zhendongfeng, including Yuan Sanlang and others who often went to Zhoufeng. At the beginning, they would avoid An Bochen. Later, when they saw that An Bochen did not make a statement, he simply became aboveboard.

Before Wuhua opened his mouth, another figure flew into the small building, but it was full of wine.

"The oath-taking meeting? What kind of tricks does King Dongyue want to play?" Dian Kui's urn sound.

"I heard that the King of Dongyue invited a few masters, and his strength is not below my patriarch." Zhang Bu Shidao.

"It's more than that." Wuhua said mysteriously, "It is said that in addition to those tall people, the King of Dongyue will also make big moves."

Listening to the words of the three people, An Bochen shook his head with a smile.

"What does this have to do with us? We Kuangqi are only responsible for domestic matters. Even if we go to the battlefield, it's not our turn."

"This oath-taking meeting is the flag commander of every flag, and I also heard that..."

Before Wuhua finished speaking, three dark clouds rolled in the sky. Dian Kui subconsciously frowned. It was Yuan Sanlang who came.

Although these three people belong to Kuangqi, they have always been away from Kuangqi. Everyone usually does not take the initiative to talk to them. In short, the well water does not violate the river, and the friendship is naturally not much better.

Unlike usual, the three of them did not return to their residence, but went straight to the small building.

"What is General An talking about here?"

Floating into the small building, Yuan Sanlang asked with a smile.

"It's just gossip." An Bochen said, looked up and down at the three people who were slightly happy, and asked, "What instructions did the three of them bring back to go to Zhoufeng this time?"

"Two days later, General An, please go to the oath meeting. At that time, the king will have another will.

Hearing this, An Bochen frowned slightly: "I don't know what kind of intention it is?"

Yuan Sanlang smiled and said nothing, and the strange batke said strangely, "How can I know before Wang Shangjun's order is issued? I guess he is going to the battlefield."

On the battlefield?

There was a trace of uneasiness in An Bochen's heart. You should know that the strength of Kuangqi's strength is still retained on the surface, and the real strength is only two heavens. It is more than enough to deal with the fairy behind Dongyue, but it is not enough to really go to the battlefield and fight with the opposite side.

"Handsome to handsome, general to general, soldier to soldier, Brother An, don't worry too much."

The strange bat man laughed and then went out of the wooden building.

"At this oath meeting, all the flags and commanders will go. General An, don't weaken my prestige."

With that, Yuan Sanlang also walked out of the wooden building, followed by the white ape.

"King Dongyue wants to do something to us." Looking at the backs of Yuan Sanlang and the other three, Dian Kui's eyes showed a cold light and said coldly.

"We are not worth mentioning in his eyes at all. He is the king of Dongyue, and there is no reason to think about us all the time."

Wuhua lowered his eyes and whispered.

Seeing that the three were a little heavy, An Bochen showed a relaxed look: "Yes or no, let's talk about it in two days. No matter how bad it is, we still have Penglai to go.

After talking for a while, Wuhua and the three left. An Bochen continued to meditate cross-legged. It was not until it was getting late and the moon was bright and the stars were blooming.

Standing up, An Bochen floated out and went straight down the wooden building to an exquisite small building on the other side of the peak.

This is Yuan Sanlang's residence. Like another Yuan Sanlang, the real Yuan Sanlang also enjoys it and pays attention to it. Even when he comes to the remote Zhendongfeng, it is difficult to change his nature.

The pleasant sound of silk bamboo came from the small building, and a faint figure could be faintly seen sitting alone on the couch and tasting tea quietly through the window lattice.

"Brother An, please come in."

Yuan Sanlang's warm and mellow voice sounded. In a trance, An Bochen seemed to have returned to Taiqing Town that year. With a faint smile, An Bochen pushed the door and entered and sat opposite Yuan Sanlang.

"It's so late. Brother An came to Yuan just want to drink tea, would he?"

Yuan Sanlang made a gesture of tea for An Bochen.

An Bochen held the hot tea cup and took a sip. The tea entered his throat but suddenly became extremely cool, as if he met the ice and snow of the sun in early spring and instantly melted into An Bochen's belly.

"Good tea." An Bochen sighed.

"I have three good, one good wine, two good tea tasting, and three good beauties." Yuan Sanlang said leisurely.

"It's a pity that my Kuangqi has no good wine, no nameless tea, and no beauty, which has made Brother Yuan suffer for so long."

Put down the tea cup, An Bochen said.

"Enjoyment in bitterness is the most enjoyable." Yuan Sanlang didn't say anything.

"For good, Brother Yuan's hard life is over." An Bochen said meaningfully.

"Brother An, why did you say this?" He also filled An Bochen with tea, and Yuan Sanlang pretended not to know.

"The flag will go to the battlefield in a few days. The battlefield is dangerous. How can the king be willing to send Brother Yuan to death?" An Bochen said.

"Who said no, how can I understand the king's heart?" Yuan Sanlang said calmly.

In Yuan Sanlang's suspicious eyes, An Bochen stood up with a smile, looked around the four walls, and said quietly, "I heard that I was born in trouble and died in peace. Brother Yuan came to Kuangqi for so many days. An only saw Brother Yuan enjoying himself and never saw Brother Yuan practicing. No wonder that Brother Yuan is already a four-fold immortal, a magnificent immortal, and powerful. How can he need to practice hard like me and others?

For An Bochen's sarcasm, Yuan Sanlang only frowned slightly and did not say anything.

"There are two kinds of people who don't want to make progress in their worries. One is that their hearts are dead and muddle-headed, and the other is tossing and hesitating. But I don't know what kind of brother Yuan belongs to?"

Hearing this, Yuan Sanlang suddenly grasped his hand holding the tea cup and looked at the tea in the cup.

"I have also heard a story about Brother Yuan when he was a teenager."

Turning around, An Bochen looked at Yuan Sanlang with a smile and said, "Yes, I don't know if Brother Yuan knows Ao Gui?"

When the voice fell, Yuan Sanlang suddenly raised his head, his temperament changed sharply, and his eyes burst into a strong murderous intention, like a jackal, tiger and leopard.