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Chapter 447 Return to the Paradise of Paradise

An Bochen stopped and turned to look.

I saw an old man with white hair slamming his horse, and there was a young man sitting on the back of his horse.

When he approached, a young prince asked.

"Your Majesty, please agree to Liu Jun quickly and let General An take everyone away."

Although he is old, he is very agile.

Amid the narrow eyes of the princes, the prince was a little embarrassed, blushed, then shook his sleeves and snorted heavily.

An Bochen looked at the old man and felt a little familiar. After seeing him again, An Bochen smiled: "General Li, it's been a long time since I saw you."

This person was the first guard that An Bochen met when he passed through the Guannan Wasteland Road and killed generals, Feixue Xiong Li Yan.

Although he broke through to the realm of the Divine Master later, he was unfortunately over his prime and could no longer make any breakthroughs in the future. Even so, he is the only remaining veteran in Qi State and has a very high qualification.

Looking at An Bochen, Li Yan sighed: "I really didn't expect to see Brother An again. Brother An is probably now at the Immortal Realm."

The generals were shocked, and the young princes were ridiculous and then laughed loudly.

They were born on the border and could not see the outside world. They were far from their ancestors, neither their vision nor their mind. The immortal realm was in their hearts that mortals could not reach, and only the immortals, gods and demons in the outside world could reach it.

Turning his head, Li Yan bowed deeply to Qi Jun, and the disdainful ridicule came back to his ears, as if he didn't hear it.

He could not see An Bochen's current cultivation level, and no one present could see through it. But he knew that the young man who had passed the hurdles and became the second most recent Lu Fengqi in Dakuang, if he lived to this day, he would definitely grow to a level beyond his imagination.

For more than a hundred years, although he, like everyone, survived the border and became a frog in the well, his heart has been stuck in the sky that he will never touch again in his life.

Qi Jun's face became increasingly ugly and cold.

He gritted his teeth, looked up at An Bochen, and bowed heavily: "Since that's the case, I hope General An can take Feixue away."

The boy rolled down from the horse's back, and before he could say anything, Li Yan pressed his head with a palm.

Li Yan's aura gradually declined, while the young man's aura slowly grew.

Everyone was stunned, but they did not expect that Li Yan had given up his cultivation for more than a hundred years and cleansed his great-grandson at this time.

The young man's cultivation stopped when he was about to break through to the heavenly level. Li Yan withdrew his hand, his face full of fatigue, and he was a little unsteady.

This method of initiation is the most primitive method of transmitting the power. It is considered that if ten points of the energy can be transmitted by two or three points. Although the initiator will not die immediately, after dissipating his entire body of cultivation, he will become an ordinary person. Only God knows how long he can live.

With his hands trembling, Li Yan wiped the sweat beads from his forehead and smiled and bowed to An Bochen: "Thank you, Brother An, for your help."

If An Bochen had not secretly passed on the qi to protect the young man's meridians and dantian, the young man would have been broken and died, and Li Yan would have dared to pass on his meridians with peace of mind because of An Bochen.

Although he was the enemy of life and death more than a hundred years ago, only they themselves understood the self-evident tacit understanding between tigers and wolves in the old days.

After glanced at the boy named Li Feixue, An Bochen nodded secretly.

Although the transmission of the skills just now only allowed him to reach the peak of the earth level, it widened his meridians. Compared with Anbochen, although it was like a trickle and a sea, it was two or three times wider than that of ordinary monks, which would be of great benefit to his future practice.

"Grandpa Zu, are you okay? Aren't you going with Feixue?"

The princes next to them looked like gods who were watching the show, while the generals behind them were a little moved and hesitant.

Li Yan tried his best to stand up straight and said to An Bochen.

Anbochen said, then looked at the boy.

Unexpectedly, the boy refused to move away. Under An Bochen's gaze, he raised his head and looked at An Bochen angrily: "Why don't you save Grandpa?"

The boy was puzzled.

"Brother Li passed on you not only his cultivation level, but also his lifelong ambition."

An Bochen said, then walked towards Liuzhai without looking back.

A strong wind blew from somewhere, raising the sand and dust on the plain, messing the eyes of the young princes and the tigers and wolves.

In the blink of an eye, the wind and sand dissipated, and when everyone opened their eyes again, they all opened their mouths and looked terrified.

Not only were there 70,000 households, but even the rows of buildings were nowhere to be seen, as if they had never appeared.

Only Li Yan's face was filled with smiles, and his wrinkled face was full of expectations.

"Disciple, what should I eat today?"

"I don't know. Master, you don't think you just stole someone before. It's not good to steal it again so soon."

"You don't pass on the skills that the disciple has useful, how can the disciple be useful?"

Squatting at the entrance of the hall, Xiaobao held his head with his hands and said listlessly.

Other people's masters and apprentices ask what they are learning today every day. He is a master, but he only asks what they eat today. It turns out that he didn't treat me as an apprentice from the beginning. He just wanted to find a chef for himself, but it was really the most promising to be a chef.

"Xiaobao, you don't understand it now. The so-called practice has many other requirements besides opportunities. Doing this as a teacher is to cultivate your insight and patience. Why can't you understand the good intentions of being a teacher?"

The shouts of Taoist Crow came from the hall, but Xiaobao was stunned and looked at the mountainside in a daze.

"Xiaobao? Xiaobao? I'm calling you! I'm really useless apprentice. Why did my master like you back then?"

"Master, you still have time to regret it now." Xiaobao stood up in a daze and looked at the Ya Taoist who was also silly on the side: "There are enough people in the mountains now, Master, you can choose whatever you want."

Halfway up the mountain of Wangxin Sect, there were many buildings and villages, and the people of Liuguo were busy moving their luggage into their new homes.

Everyone was busy, but they were silent. The towering trees and the clouds on the forest covered their figures. The nearest mountain was dozens of miles away. If we didn't come to inquire deliberately, no one would have noticed that there were suddenly so many more people on the mountain.

"Bo Chen, you were so powerful that you just now. You turned us here in an instant."

"If you work hard, you can do it."

The two of them walked and chatted, but soon they reached the top of the mountain.

"Is this what you are talking about the Forgetful Heart Sect? It's really big enough, tsk tsk."

Li Xiaoguan walked to the gate of the hall with his head held high and looked around.

At this moment, two black shadows shot out from the entrance of the hall, which scared Li Xiaoguan.

Li Xiaoguan retreated to An Bochen and asked loudly.

"The master shows mercy, the mountain is here to give you, and I hope to spare Xiaodao and Xiaotu's life."

Xiaobao expressed his grief and said in a row.

An Bochen walked up and said with a smile.

Taoist Ah looked at An Bochen and said in his heart, his face full of flattering smiles.

"You're thinking too much, I'm not here to steal your hill and go in and talk."

Taoist Ya and Xiaobao followed carefully.

Only Li Xiaoguan stopped and looked at the magnificent three-character "Wangxin Sect" at the door of the palace. After thinking about it, he turned his hands on his back and looked at the mountains and steep in the distance, with a strange smile on his face.
Chapter completed!
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