Chapter 408 Tongtianzhu

"The task assigned by the King of Dongyue is to find Tongtianzhu."

An Bochen said.

The sky has darken, and the clouds have turned into ink.

The wind swept from afar, blowing thousands of hectares of ink clouds rolling and shaking, as if it was about to crush the stone pillar in a blink of an eye.

Wuhua and the three of them followed An Bochen's eyes and looked at the stone pillar.

"Tong Tianzhu... Is that it?"

The first Wang Feng asked.

"It should be." An Bochen said.

"Is it so easy for us to find it?" Wuhua didn't believe it. He paused and said, "What if I find Tongtianzhu?"

"The King of Dongyue passed me a rune and asked me to engrave it on the Tongtianzhu." An Bochen said.

"What does he want to do?" Wu Hua asked.

"Who knows."

An Bochen answered a little carelessly. He had thought about this question for a long time and thought about the intention of King Dongyue countless times. But he still lacks understanding of the methods of King Dongyue, let alone guessing his intentions.

"Will it be the transmission array? If you engrave a rune on the Tongtian pillar, the King of Dongyue can teleport here, break the Tongtian column, and the upper hole supported collapses. At least, it can destroy more than a dozen squares of heaven and earth. In this way, the rear is in chaos, and the five towns and seas can naturally play the triumphant songs.

Wu Hua looked thoughtfully.

"It's possible." An Bochen nodded.

The first Wang Feng sneered and said disdainfully, "If it's really so easy that we can build a transmission array alone, then this battle will be too easy. Since the King of Dongyue has this hand, why wait until today?"

"Well, let's talk about it. What is the plan of King Dongyue?"

Seeing Wuhua and the first king Feng Mao, An Bochen and Zhang Bushi looked at each other helplessly.

"Bochen, how many Tongtianzhu are there in total?" Zhang Bushi looked at the stone pillar and asked.

"The king of Dongyue said that there are six roots, each with six holes in the sky, and twelve blessings."

"Six pillars can be connected?"

"I don't know."

An Bochen shook his head and said that what Wuhua and First Wang Feng said made sense. What Wuhua said was closer to An Bochen's conjecture. As for the truth, he could only know until he engraved the Fu.

"You wait for me here."

An Bochen said that he wanted to fly to Tongtianzhu, but was stopped by Zhang Bushi.

"Tongtianzhu is so important to the blessed world. How can it make people approach casually? Let's go together."

An Bochen was about to refuse when he saw Wuhua and the first Wang Feng also stepped forward with the same look on his face.

"It's good."

An Bochen nodded after thinking about it.

It's much easier for him to go alone than with Wuhua. After all, he is the only fairyland of the four. But when he was reminded by Zhang Bushi, An Bochen found that it was not safe to leave them here. If he was found by the blessed people, An Bochen might be able to protect himself, but it was difficult to save them. He could take care of them with him.

Without further ado, the four of them hid their bodies and carefully flew to the Tongtianzhu.

The sky is getting darker and darker, the wind and clouds are surging, and the dark clouds at the top of the stone pillar are like a large ball of ink, shaky.

When they were young, the four people were close to the abyss under the Tongtian pillar.

There is purple in the abyss, which is particularly devious under the dark clouds.

"Stop, there is a magic array in front of you."

An Bochen whispered.

The divine eyes of his fairyland are two points more powerful than the Wuhuan Tianyan. At a glance, he found the dense magic array in the purple gas. Each magic array is full of deep breath, and the weakest is also the fairyland.

The four people stopped in front of the abyss. At this time, Wuhua and the three of them also noticed the abnormality of the abyss.

Looking down, the abyss was blurred. The purple gas gued from the depths of the abys, shaped like smoke. Even An Bochen could not see what was at the bottom of the abyss.

"If you want to get close to Tongtianzhu, you will definitely touch the magic array.

Zhang Bushi muttered.

Wuhua looked at the stone pillar and said quietly, "Bo Chen, I can't figure it out. The King of Dongyue made things difficult for you and inexplicably regarded our Kuangqi as a thorn in his side. Why are you so determined? If I had taken this opportunity to completely break away from the King of Dongyue..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the first Wang Feng: "This is a blessed place. Even if you escape, where can you escape?"

With a sneer, Wuhua looked up and down at the first Wang Feng: "If your mother-in-law hadn't stayed in Dongyue, would you have been dedicated to contributing to the king of Dongyue?"

Hearing the words, the first Wang Feng was silent.

Whether it is Wuhua or the first Wang Feng, they have no sense of belonging to Wuzhen Haidu or even the eastern world.

Wuhua was born in Qingtian Temple and belongs to the lineage of Buddhism. The Buddha's body is like duckweed, and everything is empty, colorless and phaseless. Although Wuhua is an alien among the Buddhas, he has been fascinated by it since he was a child. When the first Wang Feng was a teenager, he judged Taoyuan Village. After flying to Dongyue, although he re-entered Taoyuan Sect, the ordeal had already killed his heart.

"Although the King of Dongyue is not good to us, he also has the ambition to support the five worlds. This is also my ambition. In addition, we have come to heaven and earth. No matter how we advance or retreat, we are in danger. Why don't we do something?

An Bochen said.

He grew up from a farmer's son to now, and naturally he also wants to do what he can for the land that raised him. In addition, he has asked Zhong Ba to look for Ao Gui. If he really can't, he can escape to the Dragon Palace of Ao Gui. Although he is also seeking skin with the tiger, he also has the strength to fight, which is better than being caught by the blessed people.

From beginning to end, An Bochen did not want to deliver the war letter. He did not want to give his fate to the blessed people.

"Close your eyes." An Bochen said.

The three Wuhuas showed doubts, but they still closed their eyes according to An Bochen's words.

Hand pinching the printing method, An Bochen used the technique of teleportation, and the figures of the four people on the edge of the abyss became blurred, disappeared in a blink of an eye, and appeared at the bottom of the Tongtian column the next moment.

Opening his eyes, a circle of blush floated on Wuhua's cheeks. The first Wang Feng frowned and looked at An Bochen. He wanted to stop talking. Only Zhang Bushi's face remained unchanged, as if he had already guessed something.

Seeing that all three of them were silent, An Bochen didn't say anything.

trapped in the enemy, An Bochen can't afford to cover it up. If it is difficult to hide his cultivation, it's too ridiculous.

At this moment, a chill surged from An Bochen's back.

Several sounds of cranes came from the thick clouds surrounding the Tongtian pillar. In a blink of an eye, a big white crane swayed down, stopped at a high altitude about a hundred feet away from An Bochen, and turned into a man with a fairy style.

Fairyland, the breath is still above yourself.

An Bochen's pupils suddenly shrank, and the innocence has fallen into the palm of his hand.

......

Under the night, Bu Zhoufeng was cold and clear. In the hall, there was no undulating blue smoke or a pleasant sound of the piano.

The king of Dongyue was a little tired tonight. Before he sat down, he wrote something in his hand.

The candlelight elongated his back and reflected it on the bronze wall. Soon, there was another slender shadow.

"The king is writing a strategy."

"My concubine asked knowingly again."

"There are still five days left. It's not too late for Wang Shang to write tomorrow." Tu Shan said quietly.

"You know that I will start a war in advance, so why do you have to say this?" With a little ink pen, the king of Dongyue said with a smile.

Tu Shan was silent and was taken into the arms of the King of Dongyue in a blink of an eye.

"Are you thinking about the so-called person who can control the fate of my success or failure?"

Playing with Tushan's crystal clear Kodan, a trace of sarcasm floated in the corners of Dongyue Wang's mouth.

"The king asked him to break the Tianzhu, which is indeed a good move. Wang Shang had ever thought about whether he would be so obedient after he left Wuzhen Haidu and was out of Wang Shang's control.

With a playful smile, the King of Dongyue let go of Tu Shanshi.

"He is so smart that he naturally knows that what I asked him to do is closely related to the success or failure of the war. He hides his cultivation. He is obviously a four-fold immortal, but he pretends to be a naive man, ambitious and ambitious. Even if he knows that I don't want to see him, he will do this for me.

"It turns out that Wang Shang has seen it for a long time." Tu Shan sighed softly.

"It's really smart to hide your cultivation with the bones of the three kings, but if even I have been concealed, what right do I have to sit here?"

Witheasing the pen and ink, King Dongyue stood up and walked slowly to the front of the pavilion.

"There are six pillars in the sky, and the destruction of one of them will hurt its root. For the kings of the five towns and seas, this is no longer a secret, but it has always been difficult to plot. Fortunately, there was an An Bochen. The bones of the three kings crossed the sea, and they also had the power to cut off the sky pillar. In addition, I cast a spell to cover the sky for him and sent him to the sky... Hahaha, maybe as my concubine said, he is a deputy general that I have never had before.

Looking at the peaks from afar, the king of Dongyue was full of smiles.

"Aren't you afraid of the replay of the sky flag?"

"That's why I sent him to heaven and earth. He may have something to do with my fate, but how can he influence my success or failure when he is far away? His only ending is to be buried in a blessed place.

The smile restrained, and the corners of Dongyue Wang's mouth slightly upturned: "That's good. At least, he didn't die in vain.