Chapter 671 Entering the Night

"The consciousness of chess pieces? I understand."

The prince took a deep breath and seemed to suppress the indignation in his chest. After a moment, he said lightly, "Master, who is the man in the blue shirt?"

He slanted his eyes at the prince, and the Taoist man said, "His name is An Bochen, and his name is Wujiu. By the way, he also has the title in your era, that is, the silver gun that broke your Tianhe army with one shot."

"Breaking through my Tianhe army? Hahaha, if it hadn't been for Master's special order, I would have swallowed the mob.

The prince smiled again, but his eyes never looked away from An Bochen again.

"That's it. I came here this time because the next time the seat disciple violated the lower bounds and was caught by me. Let's see how the man explains it. The Taoist crown man said and looked at the palm of his hand. Obviously, he was holding the evidence in his hand.

"The next apprentice of the first person in the ages... It's the sage just now. I don't know who is more powerful than the master? The prince suddenly asked with a smile.

The Taoist crown man's face stiffened and said with a smile, "In ancient times, a hundred of them could not be defeated by me."

After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave, as if he didn't want to get entangled in this matter anymore.

In ancient times, a hundred one-eye winged men could not beat his hand. The implication is obvious. Nowadays, he is no longer the opponent of a one-eye winged man.

"One more thing." The prince opened his mouth and shouted, "Goodbye today. I don't know when I will see my teacher again. I don't know my teacher's surname for so long. I don't know if I can tell my disciple this time?

The Taoist crowned man stagnated and turned his back to the prince, as if he was hesitating.

"I have to cultivate my master and have today's strength and status, but my master and I both know that the relationship between us is not ordinary. Now that the words have been said, I am your experiment. Whether I succeed or fail in the future, I will always hate you. I don't know if the master can let the disciple know who the person I'm going to hate is?

The prince said with a bright smile on his face: "The master forced the emperors of the heavenly palace to retreat one after another with only one strength. With such ability, he must have been a famous figure in ancient times."

After listening to the apprentice's words, the Taoist crown man was still indifferent on the surface, but his back gradually became straight.

For so many years, no, it should be said that in that country where there is no time, he has always been under the heavy pressure of almost breaking down, and he is such a loyal apprentice to the bone. Even if all the former followers have left the teacher, only he still follows his command. For so long, he has always existed in the shadow of a teacher. Over time, he almost forgot who he was.

Once upon a time, in that distant ancient era, he was also the most famous figure, at least not inferior to the descendants of the first people in the ages.

"In ancient times, my name was Xuandu."

After the man wearing the Taoist crown said his name, his eyebrows spread to both sides, showing a relieved look.

"I'm leaving. Remember your opponent, and you will defeat him in the future. As long as you defeat him, the fate you bear will also be unloaded... Of course, if you are defeated, you can also break free from this fate.

Xuandu said, raised his foot and walked forward, walked into the heavy void, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"He actually laughed."

The prince stared at the Taoist crowned man and said inexplicably.

"If I am defeated, I can also break free from this life... At this time, you are still testing my heart. I have fallen into the cage of your life, and life and death are no longer up to me.

He sighed again, and the prince turned his head and looked in the direction of An Bochen.

"If I guess correctly, you, like me, are also a poor man in a cage of fate. In the eyes of outsiders, we may be extremely bright, but only we know that in the eyes of that group of people, we are just strong ants... However, looking at the way you enjoy it now, you should not have noticed it. When you find this, I will come to you again.

The prince muttered to himself, as if he was talking to himself and Liu Yun.

Three hundred miles away, it's not a dense sound, and Liu Yun naturally can't hear it. A low laughter came from the prince's silver-gray mask. He looked deeply at An Bochen, and then floated up backwards. He floated very slowly, but the true immortals of various forces gathered in the huge Longbei Mountain could not find him. As he floated higher and higher, his figure gradually faded. After the mask, a wisp of hair flowed out, which turned out to be silvery white like mercury.

"What's wrong with you? Why was your body cold and stiff just now?"

Simajin loosened his waist and hugged An Bochen's arms, stepped back half a step, and looked up and asked.

An Bochen's expression has not changed, but his face is obviously paler than just now, his forehead is covered with fine sweat, and his back is cold.

When he was swept by Xuandu, An Bochen was aware of it, but in order not to disturb the two people, he had to calm down and pretend not to find it. It is not what ordinary people can do to pretend to be ignorant under the eyes of the unfathomable Xuandu and the mysterious prince. Even An Bochen was almost exposed.

"It's okay." An Bochen said lightly.

"But someone from Yuxin is coming again?" How clever Simajin was, and he quickly guessed it after watching the words.

An Bochen nodded slowly. He stared at the big blue stone beside him, with a strange look on his face: "However, the breath emanating from these two people is completely different from the father and daughter I met before. They should be people in different camps. Sure enough, I guessed it well before. Yuxin's composition is also very complicated and has different camps.

Sima Jin lowered her head and thought deeply in her eyes. She saw An Bochen always staring at Qingshi and couldn't help asking curiously, "What are you looking at?" Zhou Tianmengzhen has been arranged. They can practice by themselves, and you don't have to worry about it.

"I'm not looking at them, I'm looking at ants."

An Bochen smiled and said.

He withdrew his eyes from Qingshi and took Sima Jin and said, "It's still early for us. That person may be right. It's useless for us to think too much about Yuxin. Let's take a look at the present. In the past few days, you have to learn combat skills from me.

"Good." Simajin smiled, leaned against An Bochen's arms, and walked down the peak with him.

......

Time femin is one night away from the official start of the Dafa meeting.

The moonlight fell on the peaks, the trees crawled in the night wind, and the branches and leaves shook and danced.

Seven green eagles flew out from the back of the moonlight and quietly flew up the Sanxian Peak.

"That's it."

The monk led by

looked around and said.

He is white and clean, but his eyebrows are very mediocre. He is the kind of character who will soon be submerged in the crowd. But if the sister and brother of the Lu family and Lao Qiu were here, they would have been able to recognize that this person was the disciple of Tianyuan Sect who plotted on Lu Zhoulei when they were waiting in the square in front of the mountain that day.

"Well, it's incredible that a broken small clan can get such a good residence." The monk Tianyuanzong beside him said with a dissatisfied face, and then frowned again: "Brother Wang, is the news you got true?"

"Of course it's true." The white and clean monk with grangning eyebrows sneered and said, "It took me three days to find out from a Taoist friend from a remote continent that the so-called dragon gun gate was just destroyed by a group of western demons half a month ago."

"These four people are..."

"You can't even guess this? Humph, nine times out of ten, these four people are the group of demons pretending to sneak into the Da Dao Dharma Association, which is nothing more than trying to destroy and disrupt this grand event. The monk surnamed Wang said.

"What Brother Wang said is reasonable!"

"There has just been a little peace in the world, and demons have appeared again. I'm afraid that the world won't come, and I should get rid of it."

"Haha, if we can expose this group of demons and catch them all, we will definitely have a good reputation."

......

The other disciples of Tianyuan Sect were obviously brave and resourceless people. They all looked happy and talked a lot, as if they had captured An Bochen.

The monk surnamed Wang showed a trace of impatience and waved his hand and said, "Be quiet. Humph, you don't even think about it. Although the Dragon and Gun Gate is not a famous sect, it may destroy one sect after another. This group of demons is not simple.

"Exactly, we only have five heavens. I heard from my uncle that there is a real fairyland among the four demons, and it is easy to kill us."

"Yes, it's better to go to the three uncles, or report this matter to the Eight Sword League."

After listening to the words of the monk surnamed Wang, the disciples of Tianyuanzong retreated one after another, and the monk surnamed Wang shook his head repeatedly and cursed in their hearts.

"You guys... With such a great credit, are you going to give people such a free hand? The monk surnamed Wang sighed and said angrily, "Or do you want to be a second-rate disciple of a second-rate sect all your life, always mediocre, nameless and powerless? A few days ago, you all saw Lord Lu and Lord Jiu's cars. Do you think that he is born with high power? Humph, you can't work hard step by step. Since they can, why can't we?"

The words of the monk surnamed Wang were loud and had a provocative effect. The other six people's faces were hot and gasped heavily.

Looking around the people, the monk surnamed Wang nodded with satisfaction and raised his big hand and said, "Our road to fame begins with killing the four demons pretending to be dragons and guns!" After tonight, the title of the seven heroes of Tianyuan will be popular in heaven and earth!"

"Okay!"

The other six people heard their blood boiling and raised their arms to answer the promise.

Then the six people looked at each other and became depressed again.

"But Brother Wang, there is a real fairyland in this group of people, and we may not be his opponents together."