Chapter 525 Youwen Tiangong Next

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In the vast void turbulence, An Bochen listened quietly. When Shi Weng finished speaking, a casual smile appeared on his face.

"So, Emperor Yin, Emperor Cut Emperor and Emperor Kui, including several ancestors of the imperial dynasty, have not done anything helpful in their long years?"

Shi Weng was stunned, and then nodded with a dry smile to hide the trace of surprise.

Although he can't see An Bochen's expression clearly, only from An Bochen's joking tone, he can also tell that under the bamboo hat, after the hazy fog, it must be a face with a sarcastic look. The words of this guest of the national master's mansion are a little unpleasant. It is clearly saying that the corpse of the emperors of the three dynasties has lived on dogs for thousands of years.

For a while, Shi Weng became more and more curious about An Bochen's identity.

This man disdainned the royal family of the Three Dynasties, not because of Zhang Qi, but because he did not have a trace of awe in his heart. Not only that, but he even gloated. Who is he? Why did such a master who was disgusted with the Three Dynasties come to Yinjing to help Zhang Qi?

Shi Weng couldn't help looking at An Bochen, and thoughts flashed in his mind.

At this moment, the scene of An Bochen holding a silver gun and defeating the four guests of the prince's mansion suddenly flashed back in Shi Weng's mind.

His body shook for no reason, and a drunken blush surged on Shi Weng's face, and his eyes shot cold light, and he drooped his head quickly.

He suddenly remembered that more than 180 years ago, he fought in the Five Towns of Haidu with the Yin Emperor. The Yin Kingdom Division defeated the bandit of the King of Dongyue, destroyed the Five Towns and Haidu, and finally came to the Five Realms. Who would have thought that in the eastern boundary, they would encounter the last wave of resistance.

It is ridiculous that the resisters are actually some generals with mortal weapons.

There are also a few real people among them, but most of them are ants with strength equivalent to the Yuanying period, or even the Jindan period. Compared with Jiuyuanzhou, a huge thing with immortal demons, it is like loach and real dragons.

No one in the three dynasties took them seriously. They sent the weakest disciples in the door to fight, trying to make them a little bloody and make some achievements.

However, something unexpected happened to the Three Dynasties.

In the same level, the indigenous generals in the eastern world not only won a complete victory, but also one person fought alone against three or four people.

Shangfeng finally looked at this matter, just facing it, not paying attention to it. He sent three or two immortals to easily kill those indigenous generals.

The pattern of the Three Dynasties that year was not determined, and the rest of the forces in heaven and earth interfered with each other than that made that group of people escape a lot and hid into the border like mice. Fortunately, since then, they have been arrested one after another.

Originally, they wanted to be executed, but someone suddenly said in the peak that although the indigenous warriors in the eastern world did not have the qualifications, they still have some ability to fight. They can be put into prison and used to test the children of the fairy family in the future.

So, as long as it is not a pseudo-demon, all the eastern generals captured are thrown into a secret prison. They are raised for three days without seeing the sun, and are used as a sharpening stone for the children of the fairy family.

Although some people say that the skills of the generals in the eastern world are strange. If they are not eradicated, it will become a big problem in the future.

But it is only the worry of only three or four people. Even Shi Weng has never thought about this problem, not to mention that they have already been under the control of the Three Dynasties, and it is difficult to get out. How can they calm down and practice well in the prison of scarce resources alone? Not to mention any threat...

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"What are you thinking about?"

The man's voice came to his ear, and Shi Weng's memory stopped abruptly.

Cold sweat flowed down his back. Shi Weng raised his head and carefully stared at the man opposite him. The scene of blue-clothes and silver guns running through the void gradually coincided with the generals in his memory of tiger-backed bear waist, ape-armed soldiers, and those who died in battle and did not give in.

The country has been raising scholars for 30 years, and the festival of righteous death is today!

These are the words that those mortal generals will shout out before they die in battle. At that time, Shi Weng just laughed at it. However, today, when he saw the mysterious guest of the National Normal University, the blood oath echoed in his ear, and Shi Weng only felt that his scalp was numb.

Those ordinary generals have only practiced for decades, and they have the ability to fight undefeated at the same level. And the man in front of him, if he is really a remnant of the eastern world, how many years has he practiced? Two hundred years or three hundred years?

If every Eastern general can reach his level after hundreds of years of practice...

Fear is like a poisonous snake, crawling out of Shi Weng's heart.

The central continent of heaven and earth under the heavenly palace, even after the vicissitudes of change and the loss of inheritance, is still outstanding, and only the central continent can give birth to such an existence.

"Is the crack in your body the price of challenging merit?"

An Bochen looked at the ever-changing stone man, and a sneer floated on his face under the fog.

"Yes." Shi Weng took a deep breath and squeezed out a smile and said, "These are the seals of merit. After failing to challenge the merit, he was cursed by heaven, gave birth to a seal, and knocked down the realm."

This is the order. Even the strong man in Xuantian is not qualified to challenge the order.

An Bochen said secretly in his heart, looking at Shi Weng and asking, "What is merit and how to prove it?"

"Anything that benefits heaven and earth, no matter how big or small, can be called merit." Shi Weng replied.

An Bochen thought for a little: "So, have the guardian of the heavenly palace and the king of Dongyue ever achieved merit?"

Shi Weng was shocked and sighed that the man's reaction was so fast, but he did not dare to hide it. He smiled bitterly and said, "The guarding of the Tiangong family has meritorious deeds. Naturally, the merits of the king of Dongyue are mixed. Fortunately, he has not been demoted."

"Since the guardian of the heavenly palace has gained merit, what else is there to fight for?" An Bochen said suspiciously.

"An Keqing doesn't know anything about it. If he wants to be qualified to win the Heavenly Palace, he needs to get three thousand merits and virtues and gather the throne of virtue. The pulse of the guardian of the heavenly palace, combined with the harvest, is not enough.

Shi Weng explained.

Hearing this, An Bochen took a breath of cold air.

Guarding the Heavenly Palace for generations is definitely a great achievement. In this way, you can only get less than one merit. It is really not easy to win the Heavenly Palace.

Thinking about it, An Bochen vaguely guessed that when the true immortals and immortals of the three dynasties turn back, the land of the three dynasties in the southeast, northwest and the four realms must be a completely different look. At least in order to save enough merit, those immortals and demons must do something to benefit the people.

Is this a good thing or a bad thing for yourself?

An Bochen sighed secretly, looked up at Shi Weng, and asked what he was most concerned about.

"Where is the Heavenly Palace?"

Shi Weng didn't answer again. He looked at An Bochen, and a smile gradually appeared on his face. His cracked skin trembled, ferocious and ugly.

"Even if I tell you, you have no life to find it."

Shi Weng put away his humility and respect, revealing his original face, and said quietly.

A big net flew out of the void behind him, followed by the second one, the third one... Every grid of the big net is as deep as the abyss, but it is a space, which is either blowing with a cyan wind, or burning purple flames, or emitting a strong cold air.

The net is densely covered to An Bochen. Looking at this posture, no matter how exquisite An Bochen's change technique is, he can't pass through the net.

Looking at An Bochen coldly, Shi Weng sneered, "Do you really think I will exchange these secrets for the opportunity to escape? You underestimate me. I led you here and made a net all the way. At present, the void has become a net, and you, the remnant of the eastern world, can only die!"

Unexpectedly, the man in blue did not show half a trace of mood swings. Instead, he turned to look at himself, and the thick fog on his face dispersed, revealing his black, bright and unfathomable eyes, as if he could see through everything.

With a shrinking heart, Shi Weng suddenly felt a little uneasy.