Update time: 2012-09-08

"Amberchen, you seem to have forgotten the purpose of our coming here." Lu Fengqi did not show too much interest in murals like Amberchen, and he was quite impatient in his words.

"Purpose? Of course I still remember it." An Bochen shrugged and said, "But you think we are ready to rescue us. Or do you want to take action now and let the school owner who is hiding in the dark lose the patience to continue playing."

As he said that, Amberchen looked around and smiled, "Maybe, he is looking at us now, listening to what we say, our words and actions, and even every thought cannot escape his eyes and ears."

Lu Fengqi was stunned and suddenly turned around and stared at An Bochen: "Then you still..."

"Since you can't hide it, there is no need to hide it. Tongtian Village is a place where strength is the most respected. The longer you stay, the more you can find that the people here are often beyond your expectations." An Bochen said, sitting cross-legged, raised his hand: "If you can't figure it out, continue thinking about it. I'm not interested in complaining with you."

After saying that, An Bochen ignored Lu Fengqi and focused on the paintings on the wall.

There is a world hidden in each painting, and it is a real world. So where are these worlds themselves? What is the connection with the collapse of the order of heaven and earth in ancient times? Will it be related to the secret that Sima Jin had been pursuing...

Amberchen thought while watching.

Tongtian Village is the most wonderful place he has ever visited in his life. It may not be very big, but its extension is far beyond any place in this world. An Bochen even doubts whether there will be still people in Tongtian Village who have emerged from ancient history.

Secrets are always hidden in the passing ancient times.

An Bochen did not inform Sima Jin of his recent situation. One reason was that he did not want her to worry, and the other reason was that she did not want her to know this, and she could not hold back her curiosity and rushed from Xiliuhai.

"I saw a few people on the top floor of this tower before, but now no one is seen. It seems that I have gone back to their own room."

Amberchen murmured as he stared at the mural in front of him.

The next moment, Amberchen's body gradually became smaller and eventually became as small as an ants and flew into the mural.

"snort."

Lu Fengqi looked at the place where An Bochen disappeared, and a hint of confusion appeared on his face like a thousand-year-old iceberg, but he didn't know what he was confused about. Lu Fengqi turned around and faced the mural he was facing. After a long time, he finally walked over.

......

"Owner."

"I'm not your master."

"Only gods will appear in the temple. You appear here and are the ninth master of the temple, that is, my master."

"It seems that you have been here for a long time. Where are your former masters, those eight masters, now?"

"Each of them left the temple and returned to heaven, never came back. When asked about the next master, they would always say that the previous master died in heaven."

"Celestial Realm..." Amberchen chewed these two words while staring at the girl in front of him.

After flying into the mural, Amberchen indeed came to a brand new world.

Blue sky and white clouds, earth and plains, rivers and seas and mountains... There is no difference between the rest of the world.

But before Amber Chen could take a closer look, he felt a rising air coming from the bottom and wanted to hold him up to the sky. Amber Chen followed the air and flew upwards, and saw the temple where he was now located at the height of the sky.

This temple is somewhat similar to the temple of Yazi Doghead Kingdom that Amberchen visited overseas.

The temple is like a disk, decorated with prosperous decoration, hanging out of thin air in the sky, with long pillars connecting the earth below, higher than any mountain in this world, making mortals afraid. The temple is large in size, comparable to the area of ​​the hall on each floor of the Dounu Tower. In addition to the white-clothed girl in front of her, there are many auspicious things, such as turtles, cranes, and black snakes, which makes An Bochen feel unfamiliar.

"Master, do you want to serve in bed?"

The girl has a beautiful and delicate face, and is convex and convex, wrapped in translucent snow-white gauze, which is quite charming.

Seeing An Bochen being stunned, the girl thought for a while and said, "Maybe the master looked down on me? The master wanted a woman from the lower world, so I'll make arrangements."

"I don't need to sleep, you just need to tell me about the situation here." Amberchen stopped the girl and said.

The girl looked at An Bochen strangely. Gradually, her face, which was exquisite and beautiful, but without any waves, burst out with a shallow smile: "Master, you are different from the previous master."

"How is it different?" An Bochen asked with a smile. While the girl was looking at him, he was also looking at the girl.

The girl's cultivation level is not high, and she is about in the realm of a divine master, and she can prolong her life, so her actual age should be much older than her on the surface.

"In the past eight masters, when they first came to the temple, they would ask Yue to sleep. Then every time they came back to the temple, they would ask Yue to arrange beautiful women in the lower realm to serve them." The girl who called herself "Yue" said calmly, as if she didn't think there was anything wrong.

"Why do you take it for granted?" Amberchen asked, looking at the girl.

"Because the masters are all gods." The girl's answer made An Bochen feel a little uncomfortable.

Back then, more than two hundred years ago, when An Bochen was a young scholar in Moyun Tower, he had fantasies about immortals and gods, believing that they were all noble, free and omnipotent, and they all had a kindness, righteousness and compassion.

The girl in front of her must have thought so no matter what her identity and origin, so she took it for granted and treated the slaves in Tongtian Village as emperors.

"No wonder you stayed in the schoolyard obediently and never felt rebellious. You fought in the schoolyard during the day for people to watch, but at night you could come here to enjoy treatment that even gods could not enjoy... Lu Fengqi, the path of heroes you took was just like this in the end. If you also entered the room, I don't know what you would feel."

Amberchen stood outside the temple, looking at the floating clouds and the world of the Lord’s Highness, murmured.

"Master, what are you talking about?" Yue asked curiously.

"Tell me about your life experience." An Bochen showed a hint of sympathy and affection for the girl.

No matter what, this girl who lives in her imagination still maintains her pure heart at the beginning.

"I am the messenger brought back when the third master traveled through the world. The master said that he liked a fairy named Miss Yue, so he called me Yue." The girl thought hard, but found that she could only say these two words, and she couldn't help but lower her head and her cheeks turned slightly red.

"Miss Yue, is it similar to Miss Five..." An Bochen smiled playfully, shook his head, and asked again: "By the way, what do your former masters usually do when they come here? Have they mentioned things like the power of faith?"

Amberchen cannot help but connect the world in front of him with the hundreds of overseas countries. At least in some form, the two have similarities.

"No." Yue shook her head: "When the master comes back, he either travels around the world or stays in the back hall. By the way, the previous master likes reading books very much. He changed the back hall into a study, and no one is allowed to enter except the master."

Traveling around the world...it should be said to be to enjoy it.

An Bochen thought to himself and said, "Yue, take me to the study in the back hall."

The girl nodded obediently, turned around, and took Amberchen through the temple.

The walls of the temple are golden, but the dome is black, not favored by Amberchen. Amberchen frowned and gently raised his right hand behind him. The four walls of the palace changed from tacky golden yellow to smooth silver white, the dome is blue, and occasionally purple light is leaking.

The girl turned around and looked at An Bochen in surprise. She wanted to say something but stopped. In the end, she didn't say anything. Along the way to the back hall, An Bochen saw many beautiful women, most of whom were more beautiful than Yue, and some would take the initiative to come forward and salute An Bochen, but their temperament was far less than Yue, and they lacked the gentleness of the quiet and elegant, which made people feel peaceful.

"Master, this is the study room. If you have any questions, you will be called Yue."

The girl stood at the door of the back hall and didn't take a step forward.

Amberchen nodded and pushed the door open.

"My ex is also a graceful person."

When patrolling the view behind the door, An Bochen said unexpectedly.

This study room turned out to be a bamboo forest, located on a cliff, and under the cliff was an endless sea. It is worthy of An Bochen's "elegant man".

An Bochen crossed the sea and climbed the cliff and walked into the bamboo forest. He saw many curving bamboo tips hanging on the curving bamboo tips.

Amberchen was curious and took down a volume casually and read it:

......

There are legends in every era. As legends, they were born to be doomed and admired by the world. Li Qingyi, who loves to wear white clothes, likes to describe him like this. No one knows where he comes from.

Eighteen years ago, he walked out of the northwest desert of Luoyue Kingdom, carried a five-foot cold front, and killed five thousand horse thieves. The three major bandits who were rampant were given their first swords.

In the next ten years, he hiked thousands of miles, defeated all the 800 city-state masters of Luoyue Kingdom with one sword, and pushed the declining ancient swordsmanship to the peak. The hidden sect was moved by the news. When Li Qingyi defeated three masters in a row on the banks of the Mingyue River and returned with a smile, the world regarded him as the world's number one master, with a reputation for a while, and was full of laughter and proud of history.

Later, Li Qingyi was appointed as the chief instructor of the Imperial Palace by the Lord of Luo Yue Kingdom.

Later, Li Qingyi died in battle at the source of Mingyue River. His body flowed downstream. The people failed to salvage them and worshiped the moon day and night.

The one who killed him was just a seven-year-old boy passing by Luo Yue Kingdom. The boy was red-haired and bloody, riding a two-headed white lion, moody and not like a good person. Some people also said that before the boy left, there was a man next to the white lion, with a long sword in white, walking like flying, but his face was expressionless like a doll, looking very much like Li Qingyi...
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