Chapter 551 Centennial Plan

"I want to know the secret of your dragon clan."

Simajin stared into Ao Ba's eyes and said.

When the voice fell, there was a slight fluctuation in Ao Ba's eyes. He touched his right ear and covered his unnatural expression.

"Father, what other secrets haven't you told me?"

Li Xian interrupted.

"A little more!" Ao Ba stared at Li Xian fiercely, and then shrugged his shoulders: "There are too many secrets of our dragon clan, and most of them are widely involved. It's useless for you to know it."

"You don't need to know everything." Simajin smiled and said, "You just need to tell me, Longjiuzi and your father, Ao Gui, for the real purpose of what they have done for so many years."

Hearing this, An Bochen nodded secretly.

In today's world, there are almost no ethnic groups that have continued since ancient times. In ancient times, the major families and schools disappeared. Even the people of Jiuyuanzhou were just the descendants of the heavenly court in ancient times, not in ancient times.

The ancient heroes and strongmen and their descendants have no purpose in hiding, and their purpose must be related to the most original secret of this world. The descendants of the Xihai Dragon and the Dragon Nine originated from ancient times, but they rarely survive in the world. In Simajin's words, they are living fossils. If you want to know the truth of everything, you can only start from them.

"The real purpose?" Ao Ba laughed and said, "It's nothing more than seeking a foothold for my dragon clan, reproducing the glory of the four seas tens of millions of years ago. By the way, what is the business you are talking about? If you don't make it clear, how can I know if it is really beneficial to my dragon clan?

Ao Ba acts carelessly, looking like a reckless dragon, but his heart is extremely delicate, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

An Bochen leaned against the window lattice, looked at Ao Ba with a smile, and then wink at Simajin.

Ao Ba refused to say it clearly, and An Bochen would not force it. If he was in a hurry, he would hurt his friendship. Moreover, the most urgent thing at present is to get out of this chaos first. No matter from which point of view, the dragon clan is the best ally. If this ancient ethnic group falls into the hands of other forces and becomes An Bochen's rival in the future, it will be very bad. Anyway, the future is long. As long as you make friends with the dragon clan, you can slowly explore the secret.

"Brother Ao, it's like this." An Bochen said, "You also know that I came from the eastern boundary, but now the eastern boundary is occupied by Jiuyuanzhou, and the people have fallen. I have the ambition to restore the eastern boundary and want to join hands with the dragon clan..."

"Let's not laugh." Ao Ba stared at An Bochen and waved his hand to interrupt: "The three dynasties of Jiuyuanzhou have been in the world for nearly 200 years. It has become a fore. Even if you have a true immortal cultivation now, you are not his opponent. You know, in each of the three dynasties, there are more than ten true immortals on the bright surface, and there are even mysterious immortals. What's more, you do things from beginning to end. You punch and kick, and you are lazy. I'm not sure.

"What Brother Ao said also makes a little sense." An Bochen smiled and said, "But no one can tell what will happen in the future. The sea arrest order of the Three Dynasties has been issued for five years, and he wants to take my life, but in the past five years, I haven't been doing well?"

"That's because the Three Dynasties didn't do their best to deal with you." Ao Ba frowned.

At this time, Simajin interrupted and said, "It seems that Brother Ao has not been visiting mountains and rivers over the years. As you know, the three dynasties are now suffering from the enemy, the king of Dongyue outside the sky, and the white emperor of Taoyuan. In addition, the rest of the continents of the world have also begun to move, and the contradictions between the three dynasties, Kui and Yin themselves are very difficult. If we join hands to secretly cultivate and strengthen our power in the Xiliu Sea, wait for a hundred years, once the war starts and all parties fight, when they fight to the death, we will take advantage of their unpreparedness to kill unexpectedly, and there is a lot to do.

Li Xian's eyes glowed, and he almost shouted loudly. Ao Ba's face was solemn. As soon as he was about to open his mouth, he heard Simajin smile and then said, "Although I don't know the purpose of your dragon clan, I can see one or two things just by what you have done over the years. Your father, Longjun Ao Gui, went out of the ghosts and his whereabouts were erratic. The first time he saw him was in Dongtianfudi, secretly cultivating demon forces. After the death battle between Dongtianfudi and Wuzhenhaidu, he began to make friends with extraterrestrained and chaotic parties. In recent years, he has come to Xiliuhai to make friends with monsters. If I guess correctly, he is equivalent to the scout of your dragon clan. Find out the information of all parties for Long Jiuzi, and by the way, make friends with all forces. In addition, my master assisted the Yin Dynasty, and the rest of the dragons who have been abroad all year round also serve all forces. As for Penglai Fairy Mountain, it is equivalent to your nest and the last way out.

Listen, Ao Ba's expression became more and more unpredictable.

An Bochen smiled faintly, and then Simajin continued: "The so-called eggs will never be put in one basket. You infiltrated all forces because many years ago, you predicted that there would be a big war between heaven and earth in the future. In that war, there can only be one winner. The winner wins the heavenly court and achieves the orthodoxy of heaven and earth. As long as you choose the right one, you can reproduce the glory of the world in the future.

Hearing this, Ao Ba was secretly relieved.

Listening to An Bochen's tone, he turned around and smiled, "However, today's heaven and earth are no longer the heaven and earth of ancient times. Africa, the sea is not the sea. The four seas of thousands of years ago have already disappeared. At least I have traveled around over the years and have never found the so-called undersea dragon palace. Normally, with the great magic power of Long Junao, if he wants to rebuild the West Sea Dragon Court, he can first choose a sea area to build a dragon palace and become his own power. However, he and Long Jiuzi did not do so. Instead, he was extremely keen on fighting for hegemony in heaven and earth and competing for the ownership of the heavenly court. Therefore, we are curious about where is the so-called four seas? Why do you need the Heavenly Palace to regain control of the world?

A drop of cold sweat slipped from Aoba's spine. He remained calm, but his heart had caused an uproar.

An Bochen's words are extremely close to the secret that their dragon clan has guarded for countless generations.

"Hahaha..." Ao Ba laughed with his head high and covered the unnaturalness on his face: "After many years of separation, Brother An is more and more speakable. Xian'er and I have to go back to the palace to discuss his marriage. Let's say goodbye.

With that, Ao Ba pulled up Li Xian and was about to leave.

"Godfather, you are confused!" Li Xian turned his eyes and shook off Ao Ba's hand and said, "We are here to kill the demon. Now we go back like this. How can we explain it?"

Hearing this, Ao Ba was stunned and said with some embarrassment, "Well, I don't think that princess is very good-looking. Let's change another one."

An Bochen and Simajin looked at each other, but they didn't expect Ao Ba to be too scared to stay for a moment because of their previous words. Thinking about that secret must be crucial.

"Brother Ao, wait a minute." An Bochen persuaded Ao Ba and said with a relaxed smile, "Brother Ao just left. He will be sorry in the future. Don't you want to hear the details of that deal? Your father Ao Gui, your second uncle, and Sima Jin's master, all the dragon people are working hard for your future. It's not a matter for you to do nothing all day long and have fun with Li Xian. Since your dragon clan chooses the future hegemony of heaven and earth and places your own bet, Brother Ao might as well put your bet on me. After all, we have more than a hundred years of friendship and know each other.

The reason why Ao Ba did not dare to stay for a long time was that he suddenly sensed the horror of An Bochen. At this time, he listened to An Bochen's words and his heart moved.

In less than two hundred years, such a terrible figure has been created. He started from the recklessness of the mortal world, but now he is one of the few true immortals in heaven and earth. He has reversed the situation of one side several times and can almost argue with his father Ao Guiping.

Today's An Bochen, facing the three dynasties like giants, is like an egg hitting a stone, but in time, it may not be impossible to become a giant, but...

His heart turned around several times, and Ao Ba's face changed. He looked up and down at An Bochen and hesitated for a long time, "You also want to become the overlord of heaven and earth, or even enter the heavenly court?"

An Bochen laughed and shook his head and said, "Of course not."

"Do you want to?" Ao Ba's face changed again and again.

"He wants to assist your adopted son, Li Xian, the old king of Liu in the eastern world."

If Simajin doesn't open his mouth, he must be amazing when he opens his mouth.

Li Xian opened his mouth in a dain, and his fists could be stuffed in.

"He swallows the dragon spirit, which is half the descendant of your real dragon family, and shoulders the heavy responsibility of recovering the eastern world. At the same time, he has shown extraordinary things since he was a child. Brother Ao must know best..."

As Simajin said, Ao Ba's eyes lit up, re-examined Li Xian, and let out a deep gasp.

If Ao Ba is like his father and others, he will turn to one side of the power, and Ao Ba is not willing to kill him. He doesn't believe in others, let alone be angry with others. However, if he assists his adopted son, he doesn't have to worry about all this.

"Great, great! Why didn't you say it earlier!"

Ao Ba laughed and said, "Xiliuhai, so it is. You plan to do this."

"Exact" Simajin was also very satisfied with the intelligence shown by Ao Ba. Mei Mu said with a smile, "Thanks to Brother Ao's foresight, he found a good marriage for Li Xian, which made things simple."

For Ao Ba, who is very likely to become an ally in the future, Sima Jin does not hesitate to flatter a few words.

Li Xian was stunned for a long time, and then calmed down. He was the last of the four to react, but at his age, it was also valuable.

"You don't want me to usurp the throne, do you?"

Li Xian swept over the three people who stared at him and asked with his head tilted.

Ao Ba said angrily, "What plot to usurp the throne? If you become the son-in-law of the quicksand kingdom, it is equivalent to half a son of the king of quicksand. In the future, if the rest of the princes of the quicksand kingdom have a long time, when the king dies, won't the quicksand kingdom follow your surname Li?

"Brother Ao said it." An Bochen waved his hand with a smile: "There is no need to kill anymore. Just let several princes of the Liusha Kingdom ask wholeheartedly, escape into the empty door, and the country of the Liusha Kingdom can change hands in the future.

"Oh? It seems that you have already made a plan?" Ao Ba turned his head and looked at An Bochen: "I don't think you can expect that you can restore the eastern boundary with just a stream sand country and a few scattered cultivation. Tell me, what are you going to do?"

"Brother Ao, what do you think of An's strength?" An Bochen asked.

"Well, do you want me to flatter you?" Ao Ba replied with a sneer.

"It's not." An Bochen shook his head and said solemnly, "I was born in Da Kuang. I practiced Taoist skills as a young man and practiced in the battlefield. I often break through thousands of troops and horses with one shot. I am lucky to live. A hundred years later, I have the strength of today."

When speaking, An Bochen subconsciously looked at Simajin. Simajin turned her head like a rhinoceros. In his eyes, the corners of his mouth were extremely light, but it was enough to make the bright stars gloomy.

But at this moment, they all remembered that year when An Bochen killed a bloody road from Guannan Wild Road until before the wedding.

On that day, the blood stained the river, but the breeze hit the face. The warm sunlight melted the smell of blood. The country was faceless, but it was beautiful. Although An Bochen and Simajin have never talked about it, this is undoubtedly one of the best memories in their lives.

"In addition to me, I must have seen Wuhua, Huo Chuanyun and Dian Kui in Penglai. They are all tens of thousands of enemies on the battlefield. Even if they are against immortals and demons, they can be defeated and invincible in the same realm.

An Bochen turned around, turned his back to Ao Ba, and looked at the five boys who were still practicing in the clouds. He casually said, "It takes decades or even more than a hundred years to sharpen in life and death. It happens that there are many young people who can be sharpened in my hand. Maybe there are also many generals who have experienced war and practiced Taoist skills, so that Xiliuhai can reproduce the scene of Da Kuang in those years. With Sanxiu and monsters as opponents, in less than a hundred years, we will definitely have a batch of tigers and wolves covering various realms.

"Brother Ao, think about it. What will it be like for thousands of tiger and wolf divisions with the same combat skills as me, Wuhua and through the clouds, who will one day raise their flags and sweep the eastern world, at home and abroad, and even all continents?

Ao Ba stood on the spot stunned and was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

An Bochen has made the three dynasties helpless. If there are a hundred, a thousand, or even ten thousand, even a few inferior to An Bochen, it is enough to completely defeat the immortal demons in the same realm.

"Haha." Ao Ba laughed twice, swallowed a mouthful of tea, rubbed his hands and said, "From a long-term plan, from a long-term plan, Brother An, speak slowly. What other chips have you didn't take out?

"When you take out all your chips, I will definitely give them all." An Bochen said.

Turning around, the two looked at each other and smiled.

......

Huangquan Road, the river is far away.

Turn the wheel, and life is impermanent.

In the yellow spring, the wheel wheel opened again, and a clear spring gradually gushed out from the bottom of the dry river.

The yellow sand blew down from the river bank, and the clear spring turned yellow, just like the water of the yellow spring many years ago.

The sky in the hell is purple and black, and the sky is a curved blue moon, shining like ice, sprinkled on the black armored man next to the proud yellow spring.

The halberd was held in the palm of his hand, ** into the shore of Huangquan,

After painting the halberd, there stood a group of ghost horses, horses like tigers and wolves, with a ferocious appearance. There are nearly a hundred generals sitting on the back of the horse, with tiger-backed and bear waists, heroic hair and magnificent, and there are several little ghosts holding ropes in front of the horse.

"In the third year of Emperor Da Kuanglong, Mobei rebelled, and the army began to suppress it. He was mistaken by the guide and fell into the desert for a long time. Sometimes there are generals who will catch sand eagles to find the oasis and lead the crowd out. One person alone kills 39 members of the generals of Mobei University. Since then, he has been famous..."

A paragraph of text appeared in the Yellow Spring Water, and then a picture appeared. In the picture, there was a tower-like man fighting bravely.

Not long after, the picture dissipated, and the yellow spring water sprinkled the wheel disk, shooting a dark starlight from the random wheel, flying out of the yellow spring, disappearing.

"How is this son better than Dian Kui?"

The black armored man suddenly asked, and his voice was cold.

"It's a little worse, but it's brave enough." A general behind him replied.

"General Li, what do you think?" Lv Fengqi asked again.

At the head of the general, the tall man with a pear wood silver gun in front of the horse was silent for a moment and said lightly, "It is more and more difficult to find the tigers and wolves of Da Kuang. This man is not bad."

"Good." Lv Feng turned around and looked at the silver gun general: "Zilong, you recruit that man for me. When you collect the number 108 and rebuild the Kuang flag, it's time to go back to meet your old friends.

Li Zilong didn't say anything. He pulled up the reins, turned the horse's head, and ran downstream along Huangquan Road.

The blue moon ice light shines on the silver helmet, and under the helmet, the handsome face like crown and jade is lingering with lingering sadness.