Chapter 717 The Taoist is Ended

"That's Xiao Anzi's daughter-in-law. If he hadn't walked out of Yuanjing Village that year, he would have lived his life in Yuanjing Village with the second girl like now.

The night wind was slightly cold. With a slightly joke, Li Xiaoguan trembled all over and looked up.

The familiar figure floated, a woman with a smile in her veiled eyes.

"The division... Simajin!"

Li Xiaoguan shouted in a trembling voice. In the light, he saw that the young man surnamed An and his daughter-in-law were motionless, shaped like a sculpture and a fixed picture.

"Is it all fake?" Li Xiaoguan sighed and got up.

"Of course it won't be fake."

Another voice came from the night wind. Li Xiaoguan stood on the spot and stared at the man in blue from the night. His face was stunned and his eyes gradually turned red.

"Little official, I haven't seen you for a long time."

With Simajin in his arms, An Bochen looked at Li Xiaoguan and said with a smile.

"Bochen!" Li Xiaoguan finally couldn't help crying with joy. He rushed forward to hug An Bochen, but was stopped by Simajin.

"Li Xiaopang, you have been the patriarch of Yuanjing for 500 years. Why are you still so promising?" Sima Zhen stared at Li Xiaoguan, but there was a smile in his eyes.

"This..." Li Xiaoguan scratched his head and smiled stupidly, but did not say anything.

It was not easy to stabilize his mood. Li Xiaoguan looked at the young man in the room and looked at An Bochen: "Bochen, what's going on with all this? Where have you been these years? Also, where is my cultivation?

"Don't worry, wait until we enter the house."

An Bochen smiled and walked into the house with Simajin.

Li Xiaoguan saw it clearly. At the moment the two stepped into the room, the originally fixed scene in the room became active again. But this feeling is like sitting under the stage. Although they are close to each other, they feel that they are in two completely different worlds.

"Little official, this Yuanjing Village is real, and that person is also me."

Sitting at the wooden table near the window, An Bochen pointed to the young man of the family.

"How come..." Li Xiaoguan only felt a little confused.

An Bochen looked at the young man who was in a trance and looking for Li Xiaoguan not far away. He smiled and said, "As Hongfu just said, if I couldn't walk out of Yuanjing Village with you back then, I would stay in the village like him all my life. Since I am not called An Bochen, how can there be you, who has become the suzerain of Yuanjing, the patriarch of the Liu Dynasty, and the five masters of Erbing?

Li Xiaoguan nodded as if he didn't understand.

"It's extremely extreme. Our fate is closely related to you. Without you, how can we be... No wonder after entering Yuanjing Village, I was beaten back to being a mortal! Wait... Bochen, do you want to..."

After all, the five-year-old patriarch of Yuanjing was not in vain. Li Xiaoguan guessed something in a blink of an eye, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Li Xiaopang, you are much more smart than before."

Simajin said, but her eyes have never left the daughter-in-law of the An family. She seemed to be smiling, and she didn't know what she was looking at.

Li Xiaoguan smiled, but he didn't know how to answer Simajin, so he had to turn his eyes back to An Bochen: "Bochn, is this your new skill?"

"It's right."

An Bochen nodded: "On the Zhoutian, there are infinite fates, and they are connected and depend on each other layer by layer. These fates were in the hands of the powerful people of Yuxin in the past. I cut off the chapter of history five hundred years ago. From then on, the fate was no longer determined by heaven, and it was scattered around the world. I just need to use Zhou Tianmeng, with the help of the way of order, so that I can reverse time and space and change a person's fate. Once anyone who is close to his fate is close, he will change his fate.

Hearing this, Li Xiaoguan was stunned at first, and then his eyes were shining: "So, if you use this move against the strong in the ancient world, the more people you get, the more people will be changed... When they all return to the mortal world, the crisis of my last Dharma world will be resolved.

"I think so."

An Bochen said, with a very faint smile on his face. With his eyebrows raised, the demeanor of the invincible emperor in Liu's population was obvious.

For five hundred years, An Bochen took Sima Jin to travel to the four worlds of Taigu, ancient, ancient and the end of the law. He also explored the vast and boundless future. He almost saw all kinds of new things in this world, and also incarnated as an unknown immortal, drank with the legendary ancient gods, and distinguished from the ancient saints. The Zhoutian and martial arts he created were also spread all over the world, and his faith was added. In the 29th year, An Bochen broke through the supreme, 365 Zhou Tian Dacheng, and also completed the last yin and yang testimony with Simajin, so that Simajin also broke through the Xuanxian and woke up from a long dreamland.

At that time, An Bochen and Simajin had reached the true heart and spirit, which was the most dream of lovers in the world.

In the third century, although An Bochen is not invincible in heaven and earth, with his way of heaven and the four elephants, he is enough to be among the top five in the history of heaven and earth, and even more advanced. There is little in heaven and earth that can embarras him.

There is only one thing - the expedition of the ancient strong.

The ancient powers, represented by saints, created heaven and earth, were almost invincible, and there was also a saint who was faintly above the saint. They occupy the most prosperous part of Taoism in the history of heaven and earth, and also have the strongest in the history of heaven and earth, and are extremely belligerent. In order to master the time and longevity, as early as two hundred years ago, they had explored their fangs to the ancient and ancient world.

Because the end of the world is closest to the future, the end of the world has not launched an offensive against the end of the world for the time being, but when the ancient and ancient worlds fall, the end world will not be spared.

Although An Bochen is no longer interested in the pattern of heaven and earth, there are many old friends in the last Dharma world. An Bochen can't sit idly by and ignore it. What's more, this disaster was originally caused by him.

No matter how strong An Bochen's martial arts are, no matter how magical Zhou Tianmeng is, he is not the opponent of the ancient powers.

Among the ancient saints and strong people he met, there were no less than ten people with similar strength to him, and there was also a gentleman who was invincible in heaven and earth.

However, the little worm can also go against Zhou Tian. An Bochen never believes that there is nothing that can be done in this matter, and there is still a sharp weapon beside him, which is Simajin with order and heavenly rules.

Simajin originally just wanted to indulge in the mountains and rivers and play the world with An Bochen, but because An Bochen could not see the ravages of the ancient strong, he was forced to understand the order.

Two hundred years later, with the joint efforts of the two people and the order of Zhou Tianmeng and the order of heaven, they finally created this almost insoluble move.

"So it is..."

After listening to it, Li Xiaoguan sighed and sighed, "It's worthy of Bochen and Hongfu. My last Dharma world is saved."

"Little official."

Staring at Li Xiaoguan, An Bochen's tone suddenly became solemn: "I led you to Yuanjing Village, but I'm actually here to say goodbye to you."

"Invour me? That's not Mr. Chen..." Li Xiaoguan looked stunned, and then smiled bitterly: "What can't be done by Bochen? Say goodbye? Bo Chen, where are you going again?"

"When Hong Fu and I were studying the order of heaven, we found a way to break through this world." An Bochen said.

"This world?" Li Xiaoguan was stunned and said with difficulty for a long time, "Is it possible that there are other worlds above the history of our world?"

"Yes." An Bochen nodded, looked at Simajin beside him, and smiled and said, "The limit of power that the world can withstand is far beyond the history of this world. The people there are more dangerous and the competition is more fierce, but it is a good place for me to practice further... It is also the hometown of Hong Fu. Officer, would you like to go with us?"

Li Xiaoguan was stunned. He was silent for a long time. Finally, he raised his head and summoned up his courage and said, "Bo Chen, I'd better stay. Everything I have is here, although everything you have given me.

"Each person has his own life, how can he give it to him?"

An Bochen said and put the bird cage in his hand on the table: "Little official, this is my Zhou Tiangong. There are 365 soldiers in it. Each soldier can use Zhou Tianmeng's dream skill to change the fate of a strong man. You can refine Zhou Tiangong, meet the ancient strong in the future, choose the right one to change his life, and deter the ancient world.

Li Xiaoguan looked at the bird cage close at hand, but did not immediately get it.

"Bochen, are you really willing to give up all this? Besides, if that world is really as dangerous as you said, why do you have to take risks? Isn't it beautiful to stay in this world and history as the emperor of the Liu Dynasty, or to be a free and scattered person?

Staring at An Bochen's eyes that were so indifferent that it was difficult to draw, Li Xiaoguan asked.

An Bochen waved his hand, hugged Simajin and walked out of the door: "The past, the heart of the past, can't be remembered; the present, the heart of the present, just follow the fate; the future, the future, the heart, how to bother. Xiaoguan, when you reach my point, you will make the same choice as me.

Within't wait for Li Xiaoguan to say anything, another long smile sounded from the depths of the night.

Li Xiaoguan looked up and was stunned on the spot.

I don't know when a flying crane appeared in the sky outside Yuanjing Village, but it was a giant crane. His eyes fell on the head of the crane's back. Li Xiaoguan's heart beat faster, and he only felt that he had difficulty breathing and was so uncomfortable that he was about to faint.

An Bochen looked calm.

He waved his hand, houses, pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep, and the villagers disappeared one by one.

When Yuanjing Village was no longer, Li Xiaoguan felt that his vitality gradually recovered, and his cultivation also climbed up, and finally reached his original level.

But even so, Li Xiaoguan was still frightened when he looked at the characters on the back of the crane who had only appeared in the enemy's picture album.

Li Xiaoguan is already one of the strongest in the Liu Dynasty, but every breath of this group of people on the crane's back is far above him, not to mention the handsome man with silver hair and a smile.

He appeared without warning, but once he appeared, he seemed to be standing above the history of heaven and earth, beyond the rules of order. History was only in the blink of his eyes, and order was only a plaything in his hand.

The prince, who is the first in the ages, came sooner or later, but he came when Li Xiaoguan was full of hope for the future, which broke all the beautiful fantasies in Li Xiaoguan's heart.

"It's been a long time. An Bochen." The silver-haired man said.

"It's been a long time?" Not waiting for An Bochen to speak, Simajin took a step and took the lead.

The dark-haired man laughed. He looked at Sima Jin with a playful face, and a trace of cunning flashed in his eyes full of infinite wisdom.

"The first time we met was when I killed Taigu Hongjun. You two incarnated to cross the road. After I saw through it, they hid in Hongjun's artificial gourd."

"The second meeting was that you came to me in ancient times, incarnated as Confucian scholars and the reincarnated sage Zhuang Zhou. I had nothing to do and became the fifth servant in the left hand under Zhuang Zhou's seat, listening to the three of you. Unfortunately, you two have been scolding Lao Zhuang and couldn't find me.

"The third meeting..."

"Enough!" Before the silver-haired man finished speaking, she was interrupted by Simajin with a slightly red face. She stretched out her finger to the crowd behind the silver-haired man and sneered, "Then what do you mean?"

"What do I mean? How can you not know if you are as smart as you are? The silver-haired man smiled and said, "If it hadn't been for me forcing you to understand the rules of order, would you have found a way to leave this history of heaven and earth?"

"Why did you leave?" An Bochen opened his mouth and looked up at the silver-haired man. Even if he and Simajin have repeatedly incarnated to peep at this person's whereabouts for five hundred years, they have not been able to see through him so far: "You should be able to guess where it is. Fish can't live without water, and birds can't fly high without feathers. If you go there, you may not reach the height of your gentleman in the end.

The silver-haired man listened with a touching smile on his face.

"I know."

"But, this is the way. The Taoist is eternal and infinite.

"An Bochen, I will give you the last battle in this world. The first person in the end of the Dharma world, take my sword.

No one expected that the first gentleman in the ages would suddenly take action after three sentences.

The three beautiful women behind him didn't expect that even Simajin didn't expect that the gentleman was such a non-generational and unreasonable person.

But at the moment when the silver-haired man took action, An Bochen also moved.

The silver gun rose innocently to the sky, wrapped in a momentum that was ten million times stronger than cutting off the page of the history book that day, and picked up the silver sword that fell from the sky.

"Bang!"

......

"Bang!"

The storyteller patted the wooden board, stood up, gathered his sleeves, and arched his hands to the attentive alcoholics in the restaurant: "Gentlemen, that's all for The Legend of the Emperor. Thank you for your support in the past year and a half. I would like to thank you here.

The storyteller's voice fell. After a long time, the drinkers gradually recovered.

"Is that all?"

"That's right, where did they go later?"

"Sir, you said that this was a story that happened many years ago, but our world today has not become like that in the story?"

"You're stupid, it's just a story..."

"Later... Humph, where did they go? In fact, I told you earlier, but you didn't pay attention. The storytelling on the stage sneered and stared at the short fat man sitting in the corner: "What are you talking about! I said that this story happened, and it happened! It's the way of heaven again and again. It's been said for so long. Why haven't you understood yet!"

After saying that, the storyteller picked up the bamboo basket placed by the table with an angry face and broke out of the restaurant angrily despite the obstruction of everyone.

There are puppets, ropes, and all kinds of strange things in his bamboo basket, but there are no books. It's not like a storyteller, but like a trick.

Walking in the bustling capital, until in front of a snow-white pavilion, the storyteller who turned into a trick couldn't help but stop.

At the height of the pavilion, under the branches of cherry blossoms, a young man in blue is struggling to reach the most beautiful cherry blossoms and wants to pick it off to the girl who is smiling with his back.

With a long-lost smile on his face, Mr. Yi looked twice more, and then strode forward, quickly submerged in the bustling crowd.

——The end of the book————

(Recommend a new book about the vest, a certain point of "The supreme fairy demon", riding a pig to the south.)