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"Only you will understand what I want to do, in the past."

Putting away Wuxie, An Bochen stood under the moonlight, looked at Lu Fengqi, and said in his heart.

The generals of the Kuang Banner were scattered in all directions. Although An Bochen supported Li Xian in Xiliuhai, Lu Fengqi occupied the underworld and summoned souls, and Huo Chuanyun's Huo family army stayed in Penglai to prepare for the opportunity. But even if they worked together, they could not compete with Jiuyuanzhou, let alone Lu Fengqi and An Bochen and others had a long life gap.

Now Lu Feng has been thinking about the king's tyrant career, and he only wants to face difficulties. He uses Taoist skills as a weapon to conquer the immortals, gods and demons in the world. He has forgotten that in addition to the power and power of the king, there are other existences in this world who are willing to surrender, such as the mystery of Taoism.

An Bochen took the name of the general as the Taoist name, and changed the Taoist technique to martial arts. Since ancient times, the most acquired mystery in the world has been achieved.

In time, when this martial arts mystery can also absorb source power and gain the belief of immortals, gods and demons in the world, An Bochen, as the founder of martial arts, should make up his country with just one word.

"Although it is only acquired mystery now, one day, martial arts can become the innate mystery, and go hand in hand with the most original forces of heaven and earth."

An Bochen said, "I don't know where he came from," he said.

His eyes flew over the distant sea and mountain, and then fell towards Li Zilong, Yin Xin, Dian Kui, Yan Xiaodao and others. An Bochen suddenly understood. Although the Taoist skills are not like the Gods Palace, they can exchange time for years and months, greatly improve their vitality, so as to quickly improve their cultivation level, the Taoist skills are the easiest way to quickly achieve combat in the world. As long as the foundation is stable and the essence of the channel skills is constantly understood, the strength will also improve by leaps and bounds.

For example, An Bochen, Lu Fengqi, Dian Kui and others, who had the power of fighting that exceeded ordinary immortals when they were just a hundred years old.

The Taoist skills passed down by Lu Fengqi, An Bochen and others to this day are still so powerful. Now An Bochen has established martial arts on the basis of Taoist skills, but has expanded the definition of Taoist skills again, leaving enough inspiration and creation space for later generations, which is destined that the achievements of future martial arts practitioners will surely be far beyond today.

"It's rare, I actually feel tired."

An Bochen's body shook slightly in the air, and then slowly fell down.

Creating mysterious and preaching the world was the act of the saints in ancient times. An Bochen's cultivation was still inferior to that of ancient saints. It was not easy to write the general outline of martial arts. The reason why today's move was successful was, firstly because of An Bochen's accumulation and secondly, Lu Fengqi promoted the war in front of the disciples of the Yuanjing Sect, aroused An Bochen's former spirit, and it was only achieved overnight.

At this moment, it was already late at night in Xiliuhai.

When Anbochen fell from the sky, suddenly, a dazzling star rose from the east, and its brilliance was particularly above the moon.

Seeing the stars that came into being, An Bochen suddenly felt moved, picked up the mystery of Zhou Tian and calculated with his fingers.

"From today, martial arts will flourish for thousands of years, but it will eventually be impossible to escape the decline of that day."

In the blink of an eye, An Bochen had already used the power of the star to swept through the future ten thousand years later, and vaguely saw the final fate of martial arts.

In the first five thousand years, the prosperity of martial arts was dominant, and in the last five thousand years, martial arts was like the impermanent cycle of the world, and in the end, the decline from prosperity to decline, and eventually nothing left, becoming a nameless existence.

However, An Bochen didn't care. He continued to become the way of heaven. When he practiced the way of heaven, he naturally knew that everything would always follow the order of cycles. Ten thousand years later, martial arts declined, and who knew whether martial arts would rise again for twenty thousand years?

An Bochen was a little surprised and a little regretful. At that moment, the stars pierced the sky, An Bochen was like a divine help, and saw the future that Sima Jin mentioned for the first time. After experiencing the confrontation with the Eight-faced King, An Bochen had a little more new understanding of the mystery of time. However, these understandings did not help him truly see the future, nor could he figure out whether the future could be changed.

"This thing is done, and there are two left. When these three things are completed, I can search for that secret with all my heart."

An Bochen muttered to himself.

Bathed in the moonlight, he floated into the deep garden of Liusha King Palace, with a graceful posture and floating out of the dust. Seeing the wandering cultivators in Liusha Kingdom felt admiration and admiration from the bottom of their hearts, and at the same time, he was very jealous of the more than 100 young disciples of Yuanjing Sect.

What no one expected was that the legend Amberchen wrote tonight was still not over.

Flocks of bird shadows like geese flew from the distance. When they were approaching, everyone looked around and opened their mouths wide, so surprised that they could not speak.

Then there are no big geese. They are clearly cranes with green feathers and white crowns. After a few digits, there are more than ten thousand. The cranes in the entire Xiliuhai seem to gather in the capital of Liusha Kingdom.

They flew over the palace, whirling and whistling, and their wings were flying, covering the sky and the earth, like a group of immortals dancing.

Such a scene, let alone the West Rift Sea, in the sky and under the earth, has never had such a shocking scene in the past ten thousand years? It should be noted that the crane was the only god-like magic carriage granted by the heavenly court in ancient times. The ancient crane even had a throne. It can be said that it has noble blood and is naturally extremely arrogant by nature. Although immortals and demons often use their great magic power to capture the cranes and use them as mounts, the cranes will never be willing to do so.

This time, more than ten thousand cranes gathered in Liusha Kingdom, put down their pride and danced in the sky. Not only were the casual cultivators, monsters, and even the people of the capital of Liusha Kingdom, who were alarmed by a strange fragrance, they were awakened from their dreams and saw this magnificent scene that was never seen in a lifetime.

An Bochen was also surprised.

He stopped falling and looked up at the snowy sky.

The cranes seemed to know that Amber Chen was watching them, and stopped dancing, and even leaned over to worship Amber Chen.

The next moment, An Bochen turned around suddenly.

A strange light that could not be distinguished in color was flying towards him at a speed beyond time, and it came too fast, and Amberchen could not even see where it came from.

However, in sharp contrast to its violent speed, its breath seems so soft, countless times softer than pure water, and is the softest thing in the world.

With a "buzz" sound in his mind, Amberchen already knew what it was.

If it were anyone, like Ao Ba or Lu Fengqi, he would be ecstatic and accept it happily when he saw this soft aperture.

But An Bochen's face changed drastically. It was the first time since he became a true immortal that An Bochen felt fear for the first time.

That soft aperture is nothing else, it comes from the ancient heavenly palace, one of the three thousand merits.

If you want to occupy the Heavenly Palace and become the lord of the three realms of heaven, earth and man, you must obtain at least half of the merit. Therefore, for anyone, this sudden merit is a blessing that comes with you.

However, for An Bochen, this merit was not only not a blessing, but a great disaster that prevented him from getting out of the war between heaven and earth.

"You can gain merit by establishing a mystery? This merit is too easy."

An Bochen complained bitterly.

It sounds easy to say, but it is not so easy to establish a mystery. If you want to establish it, you can establish it? Creating a new mystery is equivalent to giving more choices to all the people in this world. It is actually a matter of benefiting the people. It is not an exaggeration to show off your merits.

Seeing that the merit was coming, and was about to merge with his body, An Bochen's palms were sweating and his lips turned white.

In a critical moment, An Bochen became wise in a hurry and pulled out Wuxie with his backhand.

Wuxie turns into a long rainbow, and also stabs the circle of merits at a speed beyond time.

"boom!"

The strongest shot of the founder of the martial arts mystical aura was fighting against the merits of the softest and purest heaven and earth. The entire Xiliuhai was shaking slightly under the confrontation of these two huge forces.

Merits appear in the world, like a meteor flying, passing through the sky in a flash, the powers of the heaven and earth, how can those true immortals who have mastered the mystery of the void be unable to discover it?

Although there are monster kings in Xiliuhai in the three or four true fairylands, they can be placed on the stage of heaven and earth. Xiliuhai is still a "remote countryside" and does not enter the eyes of the central heaven and earth. This time, I suddenly have merits falling into Xiliuhai. Any idle true immortals move, and now there are seven powerful auras similar to the void turbulence to explore Xiliuhai.

Although merit is to choose a master and surrender, for the true immortals who are standing at the top of heaven and earth in this world, finding the master of merit is undoubtedly the best way to seize merit.

An Bochen was doing his best to earn his merits. He controlled the gun with his right hand and pinched the seal with his left hand. He was muttering something and was busy and he was busy. He had no time to pay attention to the breath of the true immortal coming from the sky. He could only shout in his heart that something was wrong.

An Bochen could guess that the plans of these seven true immortals were nothing more than to take action to seize merit. At this time, An Bochen had two choices, one was to withdraw his hands against the seven true immortals, so that the merit would inevitably be attached to his body. The second choice was that An Bochen used all his strength to refine merit with Wuxie, which was the stupidest choice. Not to mention the seven true immortals, even if a true immortal had a full blow to An Bochen, An Bochen would not be able to get through.

The bright moon shines on the black wind, and the black clouds press against the quicksand.

Even if the pressure from the seven true immortals came from thousands of miles away, it made the entire Xiliuhai billions of creatures tremble.

An Bochen raised his head, his eyes crossed the vast Westward Sea, and fell towards the sea and mountain on the Chaos Black Sea.

At present, the only one left is to resolve this crisis. But...

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"General, when are you going to help An Bochen?"

After Lu Feng stood up, a leopard head and eyes were round, and a burly general as strong as a pillar asked respectfully.

The reincarnated Hua Fei is obviously much more unfamiliar than in his previous life. He has a meticulous attitude and a deep admiration in his eyes. Even so, he is still the only tiger and wolf in the underworld who can stand within a step behind Lu Feng's rise.

Lu Fengqi didn't speak.

Until a hint of anxiety appeared on Hua Fei's face, Lu Fengqi said: "Wait a little longer. Wait until the seven people snatch the merits, fight for it first, and I will take action."

Hua Fei's body shook and he stared at Lu Fengqi's back in disbelief.

He originally thought that Lu Fengqi would have a sense of mutual appreciation because of An Bochen's establishment of Wu Tiandi, and thus took action to help An Bochen to rescue him, and then fight fairly after forcing those true immortals to retreat.

In a blink of an eye, Hua Fei woke up.

This cycle of reincarnation has been nearly two hundred years, and Brother Lu, two hundred years later, is no longer the one he was two hundred years ago.
Chapter completed!