Chapter 600 The Enemy?

"It seems that Li Qingyi is not dead, but is subdued by this mysterious child."

An Bochen turned over the scroll and said to himself, "If the strength of the horse thief is the same as that of the army soldiers in Da Kuang, and he can kill 5,000 horse thieves in one person, Li Qingyi's strength should be between Tianpin and the divine master, and that child should be in the divine master's realm."

With that, An Bochen picked up the book again and looked at it.

It is also a story. The narrative style of the story is similar to that of Li Qingyi's story. It is like a wild history, but this time it did not happen in Luo Yueguo, but in a place called Mengluoguo.

For a whole day, An Bochen was looking through the stories written by the former owner of the temple. In the end, An Bochen found that these stories were based on the man's experience of traveling around the world. The practice world in this world is not prosperous. The strongest one is slightly higher than the divine master, and he is about a naive person. The former owner of the temple was a precarious slave outside the tower, but when he was in the tower, he was quite emotional. He often wandered around the world in white dragon and fish clothes, and wrote it into a volume for his own fun.

"This volume seems to be a little different."

At the end of the bamboo forest, An Bochen found a bundle of hanging bamboo slips.

Take it off, peel off the bamboo slips, and An Bochen sees the end from the beginning.

"What a coincidence. It seems that I chose the right one. This man's idea is quite strange."

An Bochen said to himself.

In this last bamboo slip, the former owner of the temple's conjecture about the Dounu Tower and the inner walls of the tower connecting the world murals one by one.

He believes that the Dounu Tower is the projection of the demon tower, and the demon tower has not been found in ten thousand years. There are only two possibilities. One is that the demon tower is hidden by an extremely powerful strong man, and the other is that the demon tower has been destroyed in the process of suppressing pseudo-demons that year. In the second case, the town demon tower has been destroyed, but it can cast five influences and converge into the Dounu Tower in the five towers town. There is only one possibility, which is the projection extended from the past.

Imagine that the mystery of the real fairyland is the void, and the mystery of the fairyland is time, and that year's pseudo-demons also has a mysterious fairyland, that is, the strongest one, who can suppress the pseudo-demon. The rank of this demon tower is at least a mysterious fairy, and it may even be a supreme magic weapon that is almost difficult to prove its existence. Since it is a magic weapon above the mysterious fairyland, it is not impossible to project from the past across time. Since it comes from the past, the picture scroll of the inner wall of the tower is probably the world of the past.

In the era when the pseudo-demon fled to Tongtianzhai and the long remnants of Yuanshou came, the order of heaven and earth collapsed. What is impossible to happen?

"The projection of the past, the world of the past... It seems that there is such a possibility." After understanding the conjecture of the former owner of the temple, An Bochen couldn't help nodding. The other party was an old slave, and he didn't know how long he stayed in the Yongta campus. Naturally, he had his basis for making this speculation.

"This is... Why haven't you finished writing?" In the end, An Bochen found that the last handwriting was scribbled and messy, as if he had been forcibly interrupted.

As soon as his heart moved, An Bochen showed his magic eye, but found that he could not search for past images here, because this is the space opened up by the former owner of the temple. Forcibly exploring the past will lead to space collapse.

"It seems that this person is also a real immortal. The king-level fighting slave of the real fairyland, maybe he liked to dance and play with ink before he became a fighting slave, and he did not like to fight, so he could not be promoted to the imperial fighting slave. But who stopped him from continuing to write, and what were the words he didn't finish?

An Bochen was curious and simply sat cross-legged in the bamboo forest and thought quietly.

The waves are like drums, the bamboo sounds are like pianos, and waves echo in An Bochen's ears.

Not long after, An Bochen suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes turned over with surprise and restrained in an instant.

He pretended not to find anything. He slowly stood up and walked leisurely among the bamboo forest with his hands on his back. He looked east and turned over. When a silver moon rose from the sea, An Bochen seemed to finally had fun and flew to the apse gate in the distance.

"The owner is out of the customs. Which hall will the master spend the night tonight? The moon, who had just walked out of the apse and had not left, asked.

"I won't stay in the temple tonight." An Bochen said.

"Master..." God Yue knew that An Bochen was different from the previous masters. He was no longer surprised, but showed a little reluctance and worry.

"Don't worry, if nothing happens, I will come back tomorrow." An Bochen was worried that he would be gone forever, so he said with a smile.

Hearing the words, Yue's face was much more relaxed. She saluted An Bochen and said, "Well, congratulations to the master. I don't know what else the master has to ask Yue to do?

In the past, An Bochen may have waved his hand and ordered Yue to dismiss a group of maids in the temple and dismiss her herself by the way. But if this is the case, these gods will definitely collapse the faith in their hearts, and An Bochen has no time to pay attention to them. If he can't bear it, it won't help, and the situation will be even worse.

"It's okay... By the way, when I come next time, you have to prepare some good wine and dishes.

After saying that, An Bochen smiled, turned the moon into a burst of smoke, and floated out of the temple.

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On the eighty-first floor of the Dounu Tower, Qingyan slowly floated out of the picture scroll, sprinkled on the ground, and became a man in blue.

After only one day in the world of painting and returning to the Dounu Tower, An Bochen felt that his heart was heavy and slightly uncomfortable. Although An Bochen did not act recklessly in the temple, the feeling of being superior and controlling a world is still haunted in his heart. Fortunately, An Bochen's heart persisted and then recovered.

On the 81st floor of the Dounu Tower, there is no one except him. It seems that everyone enjoys imperial treatment in their own picture world.

"You finally figured it out."

A familiar voice sounded in his ear. An Bochen was stunned and turned his head to look. However, he saw Lv Fengqi sitting on the railing of the pavilion. His body was dancing with the wind. Every inch of skeletal muscles fused with the wind. No matter the form or rhythm, no wonder An Bochen did not notice it at first.

"Didn't you really find a picture scroll to get in?" An Bochen was a little surprised and pointed to the picture scroll on the wall and asked.

"I'm going." Lv Fengqi lowered his head and said. His face was hidden in the haze and he couldn't see the expression on his face.

"How do you feel?" An Bochen said as he walked up to Lv Feng, with a playful expression.

"There is a temple there. There are many people in the temple. I know that as long as I go there, I can have that world." Lv Fengqi was surprisingly calm tonight. There was less indifference in his voice, but a little more indifferent: "I looked at it in the distance for a long time, but it didn't pass after all."

"Why?" An Bochen has vaguely guessed the answer.

"I do all this, and what I want is just a proof. In the past, I listened to the woman's words and embarked on this road. In retrospect, I just don't accept it. Lv Fengqi said.

An Bochen resisted the surprise in his heart. He was not surprised by Lv Fengqi's thoughts, but surprised that Lv Fengqi actually had an open and honest conversation with him. But I don't know what Lv Fengqi saw, recalled, or realized in the world in the picture scroll. In a word, An Bochen has found that Lv Fengqi tonight has undergone a lot of changes from the past. From his way of integrating into the wind at will, it can be seen that his mood has improved again.

Even so, when he said so tonight, he will continue to move forward on that road in the future and compete for the world.

An Bochen felt a little sorry in his heart, but on second thought, he had read a sentence in the South China True Sutra, and he was relieved that he knew the joy of fish.

The two of them stood and sat next to the pavilion, and did not speak again.

The moon is falling smoothly, and it is estimated that only the two of them can't sleep in the Dounu Tower tonight.

In the Xiliu overseas, the two fought fiercely for martial arts, and secretly attracted each other as opponents. They all have the intention of being alone in the world. He embarked on the road to Tongtianzhai. Today, the two once again found that there was someone outside. There was a sky outside, and they were imprisoned in the Dounu campus, and their future was uncertain. Despite this, both of them are nine points of excitement and one point of worry. After all, they have not encountered such a situation for a long time.

"I have finally got some clues about rescuing the big tiger wolf, but it still needs to be studied." An Bochen said.

"The clues found in the world in the picture scroll?" Lv Fengqi said a word.

"Yes, I'm also lucky." An Bochen looked at the bright moon, who didn't know whether it was true or not, and muttered, "From the past... The past and the future... If I'm right, maybe we don't need to take any more twists and turns. From this Tongtianzhai, we can find the secret we want.

The "we" in An Bochen's mouth naturally refers to him and Simajin.

Lv Feng raised his lips and seemed to want to ask, but after all, he was not such a gossiper and did not ask.

"Of course, the premise of saving them is to find them first. Wufang Dounu Tower, each of which is on the 81st floor..." An Bochen shook his head, but his voice suddenly turned: "Brother Lv, these tigers and wolves have been trained in the school of fighting slaves. Their skills should be far higher than ordinary tigers and wolves. If you get them, teach another virtuous master, supplemented by you and me, and there is a great chance to restore the eastern world.

"What do you want to say?" Lv Feng's voice gradually became cold, and the previous wind gradually disappeared.

"What do you think of Li Xian?" An Bochen did not shy away from it. He stared straight into Lv Fengqi's eyes and asked.

Tonight, Lv Fengqi rarely told out the thoughts he had buried for more than a hundred years. An Bochen also knew that Lv Fengqi took this heroic road and was determined to fight for heaven and earth, not an ambition in his bones, but just to prove that he could get rid of the humiliation brought to him by the former Qin Niang.

Taking advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, An Bochen had an idea and said so.

He praised Li Xian as the emperor of heaven, and he and Lv Fengqi became the lord of heaven and earth in the future. Although the results are different, they can prove that Lv Fengqi is a person who can be proud of heaven and earth.