Speaking of the most important thing, Sima Jin kept it in hiding again.

Amberchen frowned and thought, "Can those wind and thunder birds be transformed by immortals?"

"If it were transformed by the immortal, I would not have the life to come back. However, you guessed that it was almost aside. Those wind and thunder birds are indeed related to the immortals."

Sima Jin leaned over to An Bochen, lowered his voice, and said mysteriously: "The name of this wind and thunder bird is not taken by the world, but is originally engraved on their single feet, each end has it. Not only has a name, but also the time for the engraving. The most recent time was in the early years of the Jian Dynasty of Dakuang. In other words, these wind and thunder birds were actually kept here by immortals. The last time the immortals came to patrol was in the early years of Dakuang. They could have been raised such strange and fierce strange birds for thousands of years. Who else would be there besides the legendary immortals who lived and Tianqi?"

"Not necessarily." An Bochen frowned and thought, "Since your Uncle Yi can hunt the wind and thunder birds, maybe others can do it, maybe some hidden family will raise the wind and thunder there, and send people to patrol it once in a thousand years, just like the secret art families you mentioned."

Hearing this, Sima smiled and said, "I have thought so, but one morning, a thunderstorm was thunderstorm, and thousands of wind and thunder birds spread their wings and flew high to the sky to collect thunder. Feng Lei was huge in shape, and the handwriting on the soles of his feet could be seen clearly even if it was dozens of feet away. The shape and style of those characters were almost the same, obviously from the same person's handwriting... That is, the immortal who kept them here."

Taking a deep breath, the long mén that Hu Bufei said subconsciously flashed through his mind. Until this time, An Bochen believed that the immortal was not completely dead.

But since the immortals are still in the world, why have they never faced each other? What does the gods mentioned in the mouth of Fairy Feng mean? Is it related to the secrets of the immortals? There are temples in various countries and places in Dakuang. There are shrines in the temples, and there are strange-shaped immortals and gods in the shrines. They were thought of by the people, or did they really exist?

One by one, one suspiciously hovered in An Bochen's heart, and in the afterglow, the young man was staring at Sandalwood in a daze.

"Hongfu, from then on, you began to want to practice and become an immortal?"

After thinking about it, An Bochen asked.

Looking at An Bochen, Sima Jin hesitated and nodded: "As long as you are in the world, you will not be able to rest in the province for a day, and you will be entangled in the world. You think of marrying someone you have never seen before in a few years... You may never understand this feeling. If you can practice and become an immortal, you can break free from the world and control your own destiny."

Sima Jin could only say this to An Bochen. Although her ultimate goal was not to cultivate and become an immortal and transcend the world, even if she said it, An Bochen would not understand and would only treat her as a madman.

For Sima Jin, the legendary immortal, with infinite mysteries and magical magic, is her only life-saving straw. Although I don’t know if it can be feasible, there are some things that I will not regret for the rest of my life if I try them.

"What happened later? Did you get thunder wings? Those divine birds raised by immortals, aren't you afraid of being punished by immortals?"

An Bochen asked again.

"Later, Uncle Yi weaves a large net. The net is very strange and can release lightning by itself. According to Uncle Yi, the net was crushed by a thousand-year-old nut in the East China Sea and then refined with the spine of the bat. The nut has the effect of echoing, and the bat is a strange beast under the sea. It has a huge body and the largest one can be about a hundred feet and can generate lightning. Even the killer whales are no match for. The large net made of the two is about a hundred feet, which looks ordinary, and can generate lightning after consuming white fire."

Sima Jin took a sip of tea, a faint blush floated on his cheeks, and said, "Although Uncle Yi has the cultivation level of heaven, he dare not catch the wind and thunder bird with his bare hands. The net he used to catch the wind and thunder bird was the net he made. That day, Uncle Yi and more than a dozen Sima masters worked together to ascend the big net to the sky, use Taoism, and turn into rolling dark clouds, and the big net also lightning and thunder, as if God was really thundering."

"In a blink of an eye, thousands of wind and thunder birds flew into the sky, rushing to drill into the net, but Uncle Yi only caught one and then closed the net. Those wind and thunder birds knew they had a trap and rushed towards the fleet desperately. The head of the family was quick-witted and ordered the anchor to be raised. After driving half a mile, no wind and thunder birds were chased. Perhaps they were kept by immortals near the island and could only wander around nearby."

"The head of the family ordered the wind and thunder bird to be executed, and Uncle Yi plucked a silver feather and stood in front of the mast to look at the sea. The feather was extremely huge, as big as half an adult, and it seemed like the tail screen of a peacock, with many dense strips. I also went up to play with it. Uncle Yi suddenly pulled out two three or four feet long and secretly stuffed it to me, then turned around, and the head of the family was walking here... Do you know what happened later?"

"Later..." An Bochen said in a serious manner, his eyes flashing, "Isn't everyone happy... Could it be that your head is greedy for that net?"

"The answer is right." Sima Jin nodded, and the gods were inexplicably silenced. "The head of the family first asked Uncle Yi why he only caught one thunderbird and stopped. Uncle Yi smiled and said that these thunderbirds were raised by immortals and had caught too many, so he was afraid that the immortals would come to Sima's family to settle the score."

"After the head of the family was silent for a long time, he asked Uncle Yi for the net. Uncle Yi naturally refused to give it to him. With the order from the head of the family, the masters of the Sima family surrounded him and raised their swords and guns to point them at Uncle Yi... What happened later?"

Upon hearing this, An Bochen thought for a moment and said, "There are seas in front, behind, and left and right. He will either be killed by your Sima family on the spot, or fall into the sea and die."

"The answer is wrong, Uncle Yi is not dead."

"Can he still fly?"

An Bochen said suspiciously, and saw Sima Jin smile mysteriously and nodded.

"Uncle Yi calmly told the head of the family that although the wind and thunder bird is priceless and full of treasures, the whole body is on the lings in his hands. Everything else is not as precious as the lings. The head of the family was surprised and was about to order to capture Uncle Yi, when he saw Uncle Yi suddenly smiled, muttering something, splitting the lings from it, and flew up in the blink of an eye. The lings flashed in the lings, and flew out three or four miles in a flash, disappearing at the end of the sea..."

Sima Jin had a dry mouth and drank the tea in the cup in one breath. He looked at An Bochen, who was stunned, and his eyes drifted to Wuxie, who was beside him, not knowing what he was thinking.

After listening to a bizarre story, An Bochen couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

The story of Sima Jin is far beyond what he could imagine. There are such a strange giant bird in the world, and it is still raised by immortals. Uncle Yi can actually fly on the sea like a wind and thunder bird... It is like a myth.

Although An Bochen has been with Sima Jin these days, although An Bochen knows that Sima Jin comes from a big family, she is approachable and laughs and plays, and has no temper at all. Secondly, the two have experienced so many things together, and over time, An Bochen has forgotten her origins.

But after hearing this story, An Bochen felt a strange feeling in his heart. He was obviously right next to him, close to him, but he seemed to be far away and out of reach. She was a noble family, and her experience was not comparable to her tenant son who came out of the mountain village... I don't know when she would be able to walk out of this seventy-liujing, like her, go to the outside world to see those bizarre anecdotes of strange people.

An Bochen thought to himself, a little envious and a little sad, and Sima Jin's voice came from his ears.

"I knew that after you finished speaking, you must be on the verge of being alone for a long time."

The slightly coquettish voice seemed to blowing through my heart, blowing away An Bochen's thoughts.

After a smile, An Bochen looked at Sima Jin and said, "After talking for a long time, you could tell me why you wanted the secret book of immortals. I haven't said why you are so confident. Your careful work has not lie to you, and that secret book of immortals must exist."

After the words came to an end, An Bochen noticed a trace of complexity flashing in Sima Jin's eyes.

Perhaps at this moment, even she herself began to shake.

An Bochen thought to himself, if Jiuchen Lord was just a bait and had no secrets for immortals, would she continue to stay in Liujing? Should she go back to the famous Sima family in Dakuang, or keep walking forward until she finds the secrets for immortals?

"That's another long story, let's talk about it another day. In short, my detailed work is the person around the king, and I have the handle in my hand. I give her a hundred courages and dare not be confused. However, who knows whether she, the king and the king's family were confused by the prince."

Almost an afternoon spent in Moyun Tower. Sima Jin was indifferent and a little upset. He put down the teacup and stood up and said, "Put down the secret book of the immortals in advance. Your injury is almost healed. You will go to Baihu Academy in a few days. I guess Mr. Xiao should come back then. Then we will discuss how to deal with Mr. Li. Okay, I will go out to have a break."

After saying that, Sima Jin picked up the oil-paper umbrella and walked downstairs.

The fragrance fell, the sky became more and more heavy, and An Bochen sat cross-legged on the couch, feeling complicated.

There were too many things happening today, but not many things, it was just that Mr. Li suddenly appeared, but his appearance completely beat the plans of An Bochen and others.

The original plan was very simple. After avoiding the limelight, An Bochen went to the White Fox Academy to prepare for the chun test. No matter what, he would win Jiuchenjun in open and secretly. Sima Jin left with the immortal secret book. An Bochen hid in Liujing until he practiced Qinghuo. Xiao Hou naturally took over Mo Yunlou as his old Mr. Xiao.

Now that Mr. Li appears, An Bochen and Sima Jin suddenly realize that the incident a month ago was intentional. He did not know whether the secret book of immortals used as bait was true or false. What made An Bochen even more uneasy was Mr. Li's intention.

"Young Master, you pretend to die and leave and ignore Mo Yunlou. Did you expect Bo Chen to escape from birth or miss me? If I just happened to hit me by chance and live to this day by chance, what would you do?"

Sitting down the window, Amberchen murmured.

His relationship with Prince Li is not complicated. It is just a servant and a master, but unlike the slaves raised in the mansion, the servants are just hired and are still free after all. Prince Li is not bad for An Bochen. Although he has been tired in the past four years, his food, clothing, housing and transportation are many times better than Yuanjing Village.

If there was no such killing disaster a month ago, An Bochen would have felt a sense of Mr. Li.

But after that killing disaster, until today, An Bochen's feelings for Prince Li have changed again and again.

Looking out the window, the young man was complex and talking to himself.
Chapter completed!