Chapter 447 Return to the Blessed Land

An Bochen stopped and turned his head to look.

I saw an old man with white hair patting his horse, followed by a rider, and a teenager sat on the horse.

"Lao Li, why did you run out?"

Before the approaching, a young prince asked.

"Your Majesty, please promise Liu Jun quickly and let General An take everyone away."

The old man rolled down his saddle and bowed his hand.

Although he is old-fashioned, he is very vigorous.

"Old Li, you... Humph!"

In the narrow eyes of the princes, the prince was a little embarrassed, his face was red, and then he shook off his robe sleeves and snorted heavily.

"You are..."

An Bochen looked at the old man and only felt a little familiar. Looking at it again, An Bochen smiled and said, "General Li, I haven't seen you for a long time."

This person was the first general that An Bochen met when he passed the pass on Guannan Desert Road in those years, Feixue Xiong Li Yan.

Although he also broke through to the divine realm later, it is a pity that he has passed his heyday and can no longer make a breakthrough in the future. Even so, he is the only remaining veteran of the State of Qi, with extremely high qualifications.

"Yes, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Looking at An Bochen, Li Yan sighed, "I didn't expect to see Brother An again. I'm afraid Brother An has arrived in the fairyland now."

The voice fell, and the surroundings were silent.

A general's heart was shocked, and the young princes looked absurd, and then laughed loudly.

They were born in the land of the border and can't see the outside world. Their vision and mind are far less than their ancestors. The fairyland is an unreachable existence in their hearts, and only the immortals and demons in the outside world can reach it.

"Your Majesty, Li Yan, please."

Turning his head, Li Yan bowed deeply to Qi Jun, and the disdainful laughter echoed in his ear, as if he didn't hear it.

He can't see An Bochen's current cultivation, and no one can see through it. But he knew that the young man who was less than 17 years old and became the only young man who existed after Lv Fengqi. If he lived until today, he would definitely grow beyond his imagination.

For more than a hundred years, although he, like everyone else, has survived on the border and become a frog in the well, his heart has been staying in the sky that he can never touch in his life.

"Nonsense! Mr. Li, you are really nonsense."

Qi Jun's face became more and more ugly, and he looked cold.

Li Yan's heart is also cold.

He gritted his teeth, looked up at An Bochen, and arched his hand heavily: "In this case, I hope General An can take Feixue away."

"Grandpa..."

The teenager rolled off the horse and was pressed on the top of his head by Li Yan's palm before he could say anything.

Li Yan's breath gradually declined, while the teenager's breath slowly grew.

Everyone was stunned, but they didn't expect that Li Yan would give up his cultivation for more than a hundred years and wash the marrow for his great-grandson at this time.

The teenager's cultivation stopped when he was about to break through Tianpin. Li Yan withdrew his hand, his face was full of fatigue, and he was a little unsteady.

This method of empowerment is the most primitive method of power transmission. It is enough to pass two or three points of vitality. Although the enlightened person will not die immediately, he will become an ordinary person after dispersing his cultivation. Only God knows how long he can live.

With trembling hands, Li Yan wiped the sweat on his forehead and bowed to An Bochen with a smile: "Thank you, Brother An for your help."

If it hadn't been for An Bochen's secret air to protect the young man's meridians, the teenager would have been broken and died, and Li Yan dared to spread his credit because of An Bochen.

Although they were the enemy of life and death more than a hundred years ago, only they knew the self-evident tacit understanding between tigers and wolves in the old days.

Looking at the teenager named Li Feixue, An Bochen nod secretly.

Although the passing of Gong just now only raised him to the peak of the earth, it widened his meridians. Compared with An Bochen, although it is like a trickle and the sea, it is also two or three times wider than ordinary monks, which is of great benefit to his future practice.

"Grandpa, are you all right? Don't you go with Fei Xue?"

The teenager held Li Yan and said sadly.

The princes next to them looked optimistic about the play, while the generals behind them were a little touching and hesitant.

"I hope Brother An can brush the snow a little in the future."

Li Yan tried his best to stand up straight and said to An Bochen.

"Of course, Brother Li, let's say goodbye."

An Bochen said, and then looked at the teenager.

Unexpectedly, the teenager refused to move away. Under the gaze of An Bochen, he raised his head and looked at An Bochen anly: "Why don't you save Grandpa?"

"It's you who can save him." An Bochen said.

The teenager is puzzled.

"Brother Li passed on not only his cultivation, but also his lifelong ambition."

An Bochen said, and then walked in the direction of Liuzhai without looking back.

The teenager was stunned and subconsciously released his arm.

A gust of wind blew from nowhere, raising the sand and dust on the plain, confusing the eyes of the young princes and tigers and wolves.

In a blink of an eye, the wind and sand dissipated. When everyone opened their eyes again, they all opened their mouths wide and their faces were full of panic.

As far as the eye can see, people go to the building.

Not only 70,000 Liu people, but also the numerous buildings disappeared, as if they had never appeared.

Only Li Yan's face smiled, and his wrinkled face was full of expectations.

......

"Apprentice, what should I eat today?"

"I don't know. Master, you don't want to... I just stole it before. It's not good to steal it again so soon.

"Huh, useless apprentice."

"If you don't pass on the useful skills of the apprentice, how can the apprentice be useful?"

Squatting at the door of the hall, Xiaobao held his head in his hand and said listlessly.

Other people's master and apprentices ask what he learns today every day. He is good. He only asks what to eat today every day. He didn't take me as an apprentice from the beginning. He just wanted to find a cook for himself... It seems that being a cook is really the most promising.

"Xiaobao, you don't understand. The so-called practice has a lot of attention in addition to opportunity. Doing this as a teacher is to cultivate your insight and patience. Why can't you feel the good intentions of being a teacher?

The shouting of the crow Taoist came from the hall, but Xiaobao was stunned and looked at the mountainside blankly.

"Xiaobao? Xiaobao? I'm calling you as a teacher! What a useless apprentice. Why did he take a fancy to you as a teacher in those years?

The Raven Taoist came to the temple door as he spoke.

"Master, it's not too late for you to regret it now." Xiaobao stood up in a stupid way and looked at the crow Taoist who was also stupid beside him: "Now there are enough people in the mountains. Master, you can choose whatever you want."

Halfway up the mountainside of Wangxinzong, there are many buildings, and the people of Liu are enthusiastically moving their bags into their new home.

Everyone was busy, but they were silent. The towering trees and the clouds on the forest covered their figures. The nearest mountain is also dozens of miles away. If you don't deliberately inquire, no one will find that there are so many people suddenly on the mountain.

"Bo Chen, you were so awesome just now that you changed us here all of a sudden."

Li Xiaoguan said excitedly.

"If you practice hard, you can also do it."

An Bochen said.

The two of them talked while walking, and they didn't get to the top of the mountain in a short time.

"Is this the forgetfulness sect you said? It's really big enough, tut."

Li Xiaoguan strode to the door of the hall and looked left and right.

At this moment, two dark shadows shot out from the door of the hall, which shocked Li Xiaoguan.

"Who is it?"

Li Xiaoguan retreated to An Bochen and asked loudly.

"The master shows mercy, and the top of the mountain will give you, and I hope to spare the lives of the path and the young apprentice."

The crow Taoist arched his hands repeatedly and laughed with him.

Xiaobao echoed with a sad face.

"The Raven Taoist, it's me."

An Bochen came forward and said with a smile.

I know it's you, and it's terrible.

The crow man looked at An Bochen and said in his heart, with a flattering smile on his face.

"You think too much. I'm not here to grab your hill and go in and talk."

An Bochen said and took the lead in walking into the hall.

The Raven Taoist and Xiaobao followed carefully one after the other.

Only Li Xiaoguan stopped and looked thoughtfully at the magnificent three words of Wangxinzong on the door of the hall. After thinking about it, he turned his hands behind his back and looked at the mountains in the distance, with a strange smile on his face.

In the past, the scene of An Bochen's preaching on the Moyun Building was looming, and a trace of expectation suddenly surged in his heart.