Chapter 626 Sisterhood

An Bochen and Simajin are calm on the surface, but their hearts have been ups and downs, and they can't recover for a long time.

According to the female patriarch, the founder of the Underworld religion turned out to be the weak woman they had always thought, the original owner of the pearl chain brought by Simajin, and the sea princess. The magical power and the wide range of friends are enough to show her good. Even so, she and her heart live on the cliff of the sky and the corner of the sea, and they will never see each other forever. The man who blocked their relationship is about to come out.

What makes An Bochen and Simajin more uneasy is that they accidentally got the bead chain that year and were entangled with the real dragon family. Now they return to ancient times and meet the descendants of the "Princess of the Sea".

All this is too coincidental, and the coincidence is terrible.

"As for how the two are described in the prophecy." The female leader of the Netherworld looked at An Bochen and Simajin, smiled and said, "If you say it, it's embarrassing. Do you really want to listen?"

"But it's okay to say it." An Bochen waved his hand. He didn't want to be so confused. There were a lot of secrets here, which was not as simple as the coincidence on the surface.

"In the description of the ancestors, the two should not be as shown now." The head of the Netherworld female teacher smiled and said, "There are four people in the world, three men and one woman, one is weird and one fierce, one is strange and one is gorgeous. The first two are extremely strong, and the latter two are pure and kind people. The two should be the strange and beautiful people described by their ancestors, but they behave like fierce and evil people. I think there should be some hidden feelings.

When the words fell, An Bochen and Simajin were very embarrassed. It was rare to pretend to be evil, but they were exposed so quickly. In terms of embarrassment, Sima Jin is much better than An Bochen. Since she was twelve years old, she has never felt that she is a pure and kind person. At present, she is mentioned so much in the prophecy by the ancient great power, which inevitably caught her off guard.

"How did the ancestors of your religion decide that we would be able to help the master get everything he wants?" An Bochen has been very thick-skinned over the years. He asked with a dry cough.

"The ancestors said that each of the four people has the ability that the people in the world do not have. One of them can stand on heaven and earth, and the other can dominate the world. In addition, these four people have the magic power to predict the future. This magic power alone is enough for me to teach and create an unparalleled foundation.

While the female master spoke, there seemed to be two groups of fire dancing enchantingly in her eyes, revealing that she was not inferior to the ambition of men in the world.

An Bochen, Sima Jin, Lv Fengqi and Jiu Chenjun are all from the future. They more or less know the trend of some historical development, which can be called the future. However, the future that An Bochen and others know is by no means the future that the powerful forces in this era want. In the near future, the collapse of heaven and earth, and the Taoism will change from prosperity to decline, which is the darkest period in the history of heaven and earth.

An Bochen and Simajin exchanged a look. An Bochen said, "The master is a mysterious immortal, and there are also many mysterious immortals in your religion. The mysterious immortals can control the mysterious time. In the wandering time, they can know all kinds of things in the future. Why doesn't the master calculate the future by himself? Or just use time to go to the future world to have a look?"

An Bochen's voice fell, and the Netherworld goddess was silent for a long time.

"What An Jushi said, cross the universe, travel for four hours, and travel back and forth between the past and the future... In this way, it is the supreme magical power, not the mysterious magical power. The master said, "The time of Xuanxian is actually very thin. As long as you master more than three rules of time and accumulate enough source power, you can achieve Xuanxian."

Hearing this, An Bochen frowned secretly.

He thought that after breaking through to Xuanxian and mastering the time, he could take Simajin to Yuxin. Now we know that only the supreme strong can freely shuttle through time... These supreme strong people should know about the collapse of the world in the future. Where did they go?

An Bochen's mind moved and told his doubts to the female leader.

"About those supreme strong people, I don't know where they have gone." The female teacher hesitated and said, "There were also several supreme people in our religion. When they traveled around for nearly a hundred years, they lost contact with our religion, and there was no news. If it hadn't been for this, our religion would have unified the four continents long ago.

An Bochen was still waiting to speak when he was stopped by Simajin with one look.

"If the master wants to keep us, he must help us break through the immortals within ten years." Simajin said to the female teacher in an unquestionable tone.

"Ten years?" The female master seemed to be stunned. She was stunned and laughed loudly, "Although you two are talented, you have just broken through the real immortals. It is simply a delusion to break through the Xuanxian in only ten years. Even if this teaching provides you with a panacea and helps you swallow your vitality, you can't understand the three rules of time, and it's useless.

"Since the master says that we are heavenly talents, there must be something extraordinary. How can the master be sure that we can't master the three rules of time in ten years?" Simajin said unconvincedly, "If the master agrees to the conditions I just said, the two of us will do our best to help the master."

Staring at Sima Jin for a long time, the female master nodded gently: "Okay. I promise you that within ten years, I will try my best to supply you with the elixir, Xiandao Fudi. But it's only ten years. If you two still can't break through Xuanxian after ten years, don't blame me for not making it clear in advance.

It is not difficult to hear from the tone of the female principal that she is extremely not optimistic about An Bochen and Simajin, and even shows some contempt. After all, people in the world have broken through from true immortals to immortals, ranging from 500 years to more than a thousand years. How can they be cultivated in ten years?

"It's so good." Simajin nodded with a smile and said in a tone, "There is one last request left."

The female leader of the Underworld was slightly unhappy and stared at Simajin angrily: "You really have a lot of requirements. What is this last requirement? Don't tell me that after you break through to Xuanxian, I will do my best to help you achieve supreme.

"Of course not." Simajin laughed. In a flash, her charming temperament disappeared, and it was replaced by lazy coquettishness: "The last request is very simple. The little sister has been curious for a long time. What does the master sister look like? Anyway, she must be a great beauty.

An Bochen, who was beside him, was almost dumbfounded. What made him dumb was not Simajin's performance, but the pink halo that leaked from the mask of the female master - the master of a church, the strongest man at the Xuanxian level, was embarrassed by Sima jin's casual words.

I didn't expect that even if he was easy-to-do, Sima Jin's natural bottomless magic power was still so good. Both men and women could eat, and he was almost invincible.

An Bochen thought to him, but it was not on the surface. He didn't want the Nether Goddess to be aware of it.

"You can see it. But he..." The female leader pointed to An Bochen and said, "A man who can see the true face of this religion must be stronger than this religion."

Until just now, An Bochen did not feel how strong the breath of the female master was. At present, she stretched out her hand and pointed out that An Bochen actually had a feeling of being nailed to the edge of the cliff of the mountains and sea. Under his body was a rolling rage, and there was no supreme pressure on the top of his head. There was only one death left.

For good, the female teacher quickly gave up, and An Bochen breathed a long sigh of relief, as if walking on the ground.

A random finger makes people feel like sitting on pins and needles. This is the gap between Xuanxian and Zhenxian, which is insurmountable.

"What are you doing here?"

With her back to the female leader, Simajin winked at An Bochen and said quickly.

An Bochen knew that Simajin was going to play the emotional card she had always been good at and cultivate the sisterhood between her and the female leader. As Simajin said in the past, women who please themselves are the biggest lie. Women's beauty and dress are often used to show other women. Sima Jin did the opposite way, so as to get close to the high-ranking leader of the Underworld, which is an excellent strategy.

"Anjushi is the elder guest of my Nether Religion. Except for the inner hall of the congregation, you can go to other places without freedom." The female teacher followed immediately. In just a few words, her relationship with Sima Jin seemed to be much closer.

An Bochen also had no intention to disturb their interest. He smiled and walked out of the ice and snow barrier. As soon as he walked out, the laughter of the Netherworld goddess came from his ear: "Sister Sima is really a tame husband..."

When An Bochen heard the words, he could only shake his head and smiled bitterly. He was said to his face that his husband was depressed, which was not a glorious thing.

"Esbyterian An."

Seeing An Bochen coming out, He Jiu hurried forward and bowed his hand respectfully. Obviously, she received a missionary instruction from the female priest: "If An Keqing wants to go, just let me know. He Jiu will lead the elder An."

"It is said that your Nether Religion has ninety-nine islands. This giant island is the foundation of your Nether Religion. I think it should have a good name." An Bochen paced on the island. Looking around, the island was indeed amazingly big.

The hundred-storey church is located in the middle of the island, which is very eye-catching. There are red and green clouds and glowing clouds on the temple, dotifying the whole island, making the whole island look like it is printed with paint. On the red light and blue clouds, at the far end of the island, there are suspended spires. Each tower faintly ejected a strong breath, and each one is much higher than Anbochen.

"This island happens to be the ninety-ninth island of our religion. The so-called ninety-nine to one, this island is called Guiyi Island." He Jiu saw An Bochen looking at the sky and explained with a smile, "Those towers are the residences owned by the big people above the elders of this religion. Some are practicing in the tower, and some are not there. They are all strong people in the mysterious fairyland."

"Return to the island, a good name."

An Bochen withdrew his eyes and nodded.

The so-called ninety-nine to one should not have been explained like He Jiu. For An Bochen, it should be ninety-nine missing one.

The number of Sundays is ninety-nine and one is missing.

Since An Bochen realized Zhou Tianxuan'ao, he has tried his whole life to seek the missing one.

After returning to ancient times, An Bochen and Simajin were at ease, learning from the idle clouds and wild cranes, practicing a little slackly, and they have not been free to seek the missing one in this era.

Now, on the top of the vast waves of smoke and waves, under the glow, An Bochen looked at the ninety-nine islands in the distance. Hearing He Jiu's words, he suddenly felt it in his heart.