Chapter 402 The Secret of Yuan Sanlang Next

During the reign of Emperor Kuangde, there was a teenager in the remote area of the southwest, surnamed Yuan, ranking third in the family. When I was a child, I liked to read books and loved to spread strange things. I met a stranger to spread his Taoism by chance. In three years, I told my eldest brother to take good care of his parents and went into the mountain to kill the dragon with his sword box. Dragons and immortals are all told by legends. Yuan Sanlang searched for the mountain for two years without seeing the dragon's shadow. Suddenly, he met a preacher and asked him. The alien asked Yuan Sanlang why he killed the dragon. Yuan Sanlang replied that since he had learned Taoism, how could he prove that he did not cut the dragon immortals? The alien cloud monks are quiet and indisputable, and the contenders fall and multiply. After repeatedly dissuading him, Yuan Sanlang insisted on going. The alien sighed that the cause and effect are fixed. Your life is like this, not my sin, so I told the place where the dragon fairy was. Yuan Sanlang felt the kindness of the stranger, kowtowed and saluted. The alien avoided it and did not accept it, and flew away. Yuan Sanlang looked for the cave said by the alien, walked for a month, and finally came to a towering and majestic huge mountain. The strange peaks and cranes circled. Yuan Sanlang flew with his sword. When he reached the top of the mountain, he saw the dragon fairy who had been waiting for him for a long time.

Sanlang wanted to kill the dragon fairy, but suddenly saw a bottle of incense burner in front of the dragon fairy, and the smoke rose in the furnace. Before Yuan Sanlang could speak, Long Xian said, "Kill me slowly. Do you know who I am?

Yuan Sanlang was puzzled. Long Xian changed with a smile. He turned out to be an alien who preached Yu Sanlang. Yuan Sanlang was shocked and listened to the Dragon Fairy Road. He traveled around the world, selected hundreds of strange teenagers with bones, and taught Taoism. Ninety-nine people were quiet and indisputable, but Yuan Sanlang was aggressive. Yuan Sanlang doubted that the dragon fairy road. He got a magic weapon and needed sacrifices to be refined and subdued. He did not want to harm others, but he was thirsty for magic weapons, so he passed on hundreds of human skills. Finally, Yuan Sanlang, who was greedy for fame and fortune, went up to Xianshan to kill the dragon, and there was no more taboo about killing the dragon immortals.

Yuan Sanlang was shocked and angry. He was afraid of the dragon fairy's ability and fled with the sword. Unexpectedly, the blue smoke was entangled and fell into the dragon's claws and turned into a living sacrifice...

- The Strange Talk of Da Kuang God. The Biography of Yuan Sanlang

The story about Yuan Sanlang An Bochen knew ten years ago that Yuan Sanlang was one of the few characters who died at the end of the story. And "Da Kuang Shen Wei Tan" is Jiu Chenjun's dream art of Huang sorghum. Shenyou Da Kuang's old gains can't be fake. Therefore, the contradiction appeared. When An Bochen saw Yuan Sanlang in the Zhoufeng Hall more than four months ago, he was slightly surprised and secretly thought about the inner mystery.

Dragon fairy, dragon fairy. From the beginning of embarking on the road of practice in Liujing, An Bochen formed an incomprehensible relationship with the dragon fairy. Ao Gui's father and son, the dragon girl remembers the dragon princess, and then went to the real dragon nine sons he met in Penglai. Among these dragons, the one An Bochen is most afraid of and doesn't want to provoke is Ao Gui. When he was a teenager, he met Ao Gui. At that time, An Bochen had a rough experience. He only felt that although Ao Gui was not simple, he was much worse than the emperor of the world. Today, An Bochen looks back and carefully thought about Ao Gui's words and deeds in those years, all of which are full of deep meaning. He is much better than Liujun, Emperor Kuang and others, but his superficial skills have reached the peak, and it looks simple, so that An Bochen at that time can't feel his depth.

The past came with the green smoke and went with the green smoke. An Bochen rolled up his sleeve and looked at Yuan Sanlang, who was murderous, and said with a smile:

"It seems that Brother Yuan really recognizes Ao Gui. Ao Gui is the legendary dragon fairy and the master of Brother Yuan."

"Brother An is really smart, but once people are too smart, they will often suffer from death. It's better to be stupid."

The hand holding the tea cup was tight, and Yuan Sanlang's face was as stiff as iron, strongly suppressing the murderous intention.

The secret was broken by An Bochen. Yuan Sanlang's first thought was to kill people. But if An Bochen was killed and known by the king of Dongyue, his secret would no longer be kept.

For a while, Yuan Sanlang was in a dilemma.

The corners of his mouth were raised, and An Bochen stroked his palm and said, "What Brother Yuan said is extremely true. However, An has pretended to have more than April and kept the secret for Brother Yuan for so long. Now Brother Yuan has seen An in danger and put it on the shelf, and An can't pretend anymore.

"Are you threatening me?"

Yuan Sanlang slapped several cases and got up angrily.

After enduring for so long, he finally couldn't help it.

In the past, he was also very energetic and full of blood. But since the rise, he has been sent by his master to Wuzhen Haidu, playing two different roles alone - the personal guard under the command of the king of Dongyue and the disciple of Ao Gui. Hundreds of years have passed, and the years have made people old. Frequent wars are day after day. He, who bears two identities, is also more and more numb day by day. The ambition of those years is gone, and only the tired paleness in his heart is left.

Perhaps he was really right by An Bochen. He was born in worry and died of happiness. He has been wandering between the two sides for so many years. From the initial tension to today's numbness, his heart has long been dead and muddle-headed.

This feeling of being seen through from the outside to the inside is terrible. Yuan Sanlang stared at An Bochen coldly and completely forgot the identity of the head of An Bochen's flag. He just wanted to teach him a lesson.

He snorted coldly and spewed milky white breath from Yuan Sanlang's nose.

The air shook up and circled above Yuan Sanlang's head, turning into a snow-white mountain with a steep cliff.

The snowy mountains seem to be virtual, real and illusory, and become bigger and bigger, filling the whole small building.

When An Bochen raised his head again, he suddenly found that he was standing at the foot of the snowy mountain. The cold sunlight fell through the gloomy dark clouds, pushing down the dark reflection of the snowy mountain and suppressing An Bochen.

smiled, and An Bochen raised his voice to the top of the mountain and said, "Brother Yuan is good at it. He deserves to be a high man in the fairyland. I just don't know that this illusion was taught by my teacher Ao Gui?"

Three snow-white eagles flew over the sky, roaring and fiercely pounced on An Bochen. The eagles are very big. Compared with them, An Bochen can't even compare with half of their eyes.

An Bochen's face was calm. When the falcon was still three feet away from him, lightning flashed in his eyes, burning the three snowy mountain eagles into coke, turning them into powder and dissipating with the wind.

Knowing that Yuan Sanlang was really angry and didn't want to talk to himself anymore, An Bochen didn't say much and walked straight to the top of the mountain. He walked slowly and didn't walk much, but he appeared halfway up the mountain in a blink of an eye.

There was a light "hew" sound from the top of the mountain, and then there was a faint haze.

An Bochen looked up again and saw the heavy snow rolling down.

This is not just a simple avalanche. In addition to the cold and piercing snow, the sky on the snowy mountain also falls, like a big blue net to An Bochen.

Taking another step, An Bochen crossed the avalanche and stood on the top of the snowy mountain.

Just as the blue sky was about to crush him, he raised his arm and stretched out his hand and supported the blue sky with only one slap.

Through the blue sky close at hand, An Bochen saw the huge face full of surprise above the sky.

"Brother Yuan, have you calmed down enough? If the anger subsided, An wanted to sit down and have a good talk with Brother Yuan.

Staring at Yuan Sanlang's face, An Bochen said peacefully.

For practitioners under the four heavens, the illusion of the fairyland has gone beyond the scope of illusion. The grass and tree in the illusion are extremely real, and there are often cases where immortals kill real people with only illusion.

But Yuan Sanlang was surprised to find that An Bochen was not only not panicked, but also happy with his illusion. Giant eagles, avalanches, and even the collapse of the sky can't cause any damage to An Bochen, all of which are far beyond Yuan Sanlang's cognitive scope.

"An Bochen... Who the hell are you?"

gritting his teeth, Yuan Sanlang asked coldly.

An Bochen, who fell into the snowy mountain fantasy, shook his head, turned his palms to smash the blue sky, and his body rose in the wind.

"Huh? You can change your skills."

Yuan Sanlang's surprised and suspicious voice sounded in his ear. An Bochen looked up and saw that the huge face was cloudy and sunny. In a blink of an eye, he opened his mouth and spit out a sword pill.

The sword pills also rose in the wind. When they flew down, they turned into a cyan sword, leading five-color flames to hit An Bochen.

This move is the real fairyland magic power. The flying sword is invisible, but it can control the five-color flames that are constantly changing. Every time it drops an inch, there is one more flame. When the flying sword was about to reach the door of An Bochen, the whole fantasy was full of purple and red flames.

The snowy mountains melted quickly, and in a blink of an eye, there were only two big pits left, and the giants standing on the pit.

In the face of Yuan Sanlang's killing move that no longer left his hand, the giant An Bochen suddenly opened his mouth and swallowed the flying sword and the five-color flames.