Chapter 618 The Unforgone

There are four continents in the center of heaven and earth, which were called bushes in ancient times, but now they are simplified and only called continents. As in every period, the heroes of the four continents were tired of the emperors on the earth and began to try to look at the sky above their heads that had always existed but had never been seen well. Looking at it, they suddenly found that the distance between heaven and earth was not as huge as they had imagined before, so the beacon fire four From then on, the kings and emperors of each continent began to fight against each other, but they wanted to gather more resources and strength to challenge the seemingly close and thin sky above their heads.

The scout leader comes from the southern continent and belongs to a force called Tianyi Sect. Tianyi Religion is one of the top three forces in Nanzhou, and it can also rank in the top ten in the land of four continents. Nowadays, although large and small forces are emerging one after another, because the war has gone through many years, the division of power has gradually become stable. As in ancient times, the real giants between heaven and earth are concentrated in the four continents, among which there are three super-first-class forces, the Dongshen Religion in Dongzhou, the Tianhe Sect in Nanzhou, and the Nether Religion in Beizhou. These three forces occupy half of the resources and territory of the four continents. If there is really a challenger in the future, it must be one of the three. In addition, there are also eight first-class forces such as Tianyi Religion. Although they are not as good as the three major forces, they are not afraid of being swallowed by the three major forces for the time being, and the remaining small and medium-sized forces are precarious and precarious.

Of course, in addition, there are some powerful forces that do not participate in the battle of heaven and earth, such as the detached heavenly court, and other immortals such as Jianzhai.

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Through the memory of the leader, An Bochen roughly understood the division of heaven and earth. As in all periods, the most lively and cruel thing between heaven and earth is nothing more than you attack and defend me, you beat me and kill. At first it was fresh, but it was boring after watching for a long time.

"If there is an order and can limit war to one category, then the world will be peaceful."

An Bochen said to Simajin.

"With this order, the world will gradually fall into the awkward situation of sticking to the rules, and it will be difficult to make progress." Simajin looked at the memory picture condensed by An Bochen for her and said.

"Even if there is great progress, many things will be put in thousands of years, tens of thousands of years, and it will be just a flash of dust." An Bochen said happily.

"From nothing to nothing, it's your Zhou Tianxuan. I think you can be more open than everyone else." Simajin looked at An Bochen strangely, and then pretended to be impatient and said, "Well, don't think about these insignificant things anymore. Look for it quickly. Is Lv Fengqi available? Since this man is the leader of the Tianyi religion, he should be familiar with all forces and leaders from all walks of life.

"Don't worry." An Bochen smiled and waved his robe. The stream that was waiting for the leader to row the boat turned into a vast sea in an instant, but no longer flowed forward, but raised a huge wave and rolled in the direction of the leader of the scout.

The ward leader panicked. Before he could shout, he was submerged by the huge waves.

The huge wave rushed to An Bochen with all the memories of the scout leader. An Bochen waved his hand again. The huge waves scattered and turned into more than trillions of beads of water, but they were clicked one by one by An Bochen's five fingers, leaving hundreds of billions of fingers in front of Simajin's eyes.

Each drop of water contains a memory of the scout leader, and hundreds of billions of memories come. Even An Bochen can't absorb them all in an instant.

Simajin was bored and sat by the seaside washing his feet, looking at the memory picture decomposed by An Bochen from the beads of water.

"What, haven't you found Lv Fengqi yet?" Half a column of incense passed, Simajin asked.

An Bochen shook his head silently.

Hundreds of billions of memories have been swept through more than half, and An Bochen still did not find any clues about Lv Fengqi. If Lv Fengqi had not appeared in this era, there were only those two possibilities left. Thinking of this, An Bochen suddenly felt a little gloomy.

"With Lv Feng's nature, he will definitely come to ancient times to meet his best interests. Besides, he has no other choice." Simajin got up from the seaside and walked to An Bochen and said.

"Maybe there is another possibility. Lv Feng's whereabouts were strange, and the chief of the scout did not find him. An Bochen said.

"You just don't want to admit that he has been erased by the historical order." Simajin said, "No matter what, he and you are not friends, not even companions, and have always been enemies."

"Yes." An Bochen did not deny it.

"Then you..." Simajin looked deeply at An Bochen and suddenly laughed: "It turns out that you can't stand loneliness more than me. Just comforted me, I'm afraid you have been itching for a long time. If Lv Fengqi is really erased by the historical order, it means that we can't do anything at this time. We can only wait for the collapse of heaven and earth, wait until the remnants go to Tongtianzhai, and wait until the town demon tower is established. Moreover, at that time, one of us must be able to achieve supreme, at least a mysterious fairy, to avoid the erasure of the historical order... Indeed, it's really boring to wait like this.

While Sima Jin was talking, An Bochen had swept away all the memories of the leader of the scout leader. The water returned and gathered into a big wave and continued to rush forward. An Bochen looked at the huge waves swallowed by the scorching sun in the distance, looking uncertain.

This is his dream. He can let the scorching sun swallow the sea, or make snow fall in summer, and everything moves with his heart.

"Forget it, just wait." Sima Jin stepped forward and approached An Bochen and said, "In the past, someone used to say that he wanted to be free with me. Now such a good opportunity is in front of us, why don't you cherish it?"

"It's true." Hearing this, An Bochen smiled and turned around to hold Simajin's crisp waist. He flashed and flew to the scorching sun at the end of the sea. In a blink of an eye, the two were melted by the scorching sun.

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The leader of the scout was thrilled and woke up from the nightmare. He looked up and saw that he had returned to the small wine shop in the Yin and Yang Mountain world, which gave him a sigh of relief.

At sunset, the dusk came. The leader of the scout woke up his sleeping companions, and then said goodbye to An Bochen.

"I don't know if my heart is too annoyed, or the boss's wine is too strong to make someone fall asleep." The scout leader sighed.

"The wine given to friends is naturally spirits. How can spirits not be intoxicating?" An Bochen said with a smile, looking at the scout leader with a faint kindness.

People in this era are selfish and go their own ways, and there are few people who don't get sludge. This scout leader is a little different. An Bochen swept through his memory for nearly 300 years, but found that he used to be a Buddhist and was kind in nature. He only devoted himself to Tianyi Religion because of various changes. After joining the church, he also adhered to the principles and stayed away from the battlefield of fighting. Otherwise, with his six-fold cultivation and good knowledge, how could he succumb to a reprimand? Waiting for the leader.

"The boss is really good at talking." The scout leader laughed and hesitated for a moment and said, "The boss is a person with great ability at first glance. Otherwise, how dare he do business in the Yinyang Mountain world? It's better to consider what he said before."

"Let's look at the opportunity." An Bochen arched his hand with a smile: "It's not early. It's not good to stay and wait for the road in the dark. It's not good to be entangled by the Yin soldiers in the Yin and Yang Mountain world."

Hearing An Bochen's repulsiveness, the head of the scout with a national character's face nodded regretfully: "The next day, the teaching is not clear, and I will come to the boss for a drink later."

After saying that, the leader of the scout waved his hand and led the scouts to soar up the clouds and took a puff of smoke and dust to the distance.

Not long after Tianyi's followers left, the old man in Tianya Pavilion also woke up. He smiled at An Bochen and Simajin, threw a cloth pocket, rode the old donkey lying on the roadside, and swayed down Yinyang Mountain.

"The people of Tianya Pavilion are really virtuous, which reminds me of Mr. Yi."

Opening the cloth pocket, An Bochen fiddled with a puppet inside and said.

This puppet is obviously something left by the old man to offset the wine money. Compared with the rain charm given by Chi Weiming, it is really difficult to see.

"This should be a puppet puppet. Tianya Pavilion, as a historical record, is not good at fighting, but it is easy to control puppets." Simajin said. She put the puppet in her hand and looked at it several times. She hummed, "It's just a defective product, what a stingy old man."

The sunset is over, and the night is coming.

An Bochen and Simajin are also ready to be closed. This is the yin and yang mountain world, a place that ancient soldiers must fight for. The masters who sink corpses here are unknown. There are many people who have no way to reincarnation or are unwilling to reincarnation. They have cultivated into ghosts in the underworld here and often go out in the night. An Bochen and Simajin, the two real immortals, are here. Those ghost kings have come to test it several times, but they don't bother anymore. If they choose to stay away, they will naturally strictly restrain their yin soldiers. But for other passers-by, it won't be like this. The ghost absorbs Yuanyang and can be fleshy, which is supreme to them.

Half of the pedestrians are often not seen in the yin and yang mountain boundary at night.

An Bochen and Simajin ordered the puppet to clean up the wine shop. They were thinking about going to the ghost palace to play or do something to entertain themselves.

At this time, a strange wind swept in from the distance of the mountain. The breath in the wind was very strange, some familiar but extremely strange. It was not the breath of any ghost king in the Yinyang mountain world.

A man riding a horse appeared in mid-air. He was wearing a rare dark gown, with his skirt hanging to his toes, and a long roll of cloth inserted behind him, revealing the shape of a sword.

White horse, entangled head, long cloth wrapped in sword.

Simajin and An Bochen were stunned at the same time. After a closer look, they could see that the man's appearance was different from the children of Jianzhai who were beheaded by An Bochen in front of Tongtianzhai.

Why did the children of Jianzhai appear again? Haven't we crossed back from the future? Simajin looked at An Bochen and said with his eyes.

Who knows, maybe Jianzhai has already become a force beyond time. An Bochen also replied with his eyes.

That's troublesome, Jianzhai's son, it's not easy to mess with, especially in this era... Why don't we leave this alive and ask him before we read it?

Either, these people who think they are authoritative will never be few, and they can't kill them endlessly.

After the communication between An Bochen and Simajin, Simajin habitually withdrew a few steps back to avoid affecting An Bochen. An Bochen's palm turned over and was innocent.

The son of Jianzhai, who was riding a white horse in the sky, was obviously different from the temperament they met before. There was no nonsense. The murderous eyes had already explained everything. The long cloth was blown away in the wind, and a dark black sword appeared in the hands of the children of Jianzhai.

The night was dark, and two hurricanes soared from the heads of the children of An Bochen and Jianzhai.

Innocent is waiting to come out. Suddenly, a sharpmang flew from the west of the Yin and Yang Mountain. The sharpmang was turned into a weapon, but it was the weapon that An Bochen was very familiar with.

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