Emperor of the Immortal Dynasty

Completed [-] shots, according to the essentials in "Speaking of Guns", practiced the seven methods of collapsing, pointing, piercing, splitting, circle, picking, and pulling. It was getting late when we got upstairs.

In the past three days, An Bochen practiced marksmanship hard day and night, and Sima Jin was not idle, holding "Speaking of Guns" and circling it, a thick volume, she organized it into three pages in half a day.Even Xiao Hou also praised it greatly, saying that Sima Jin is a god of wisdom and has such insight at a young age. To know the outline and summarize the contents of a book into a few pages, not only requires a thorough reading of scriptures and history, but also a superhuman effort. Waiting for insight.

And An Bochen was already familiar with Sima Jin's various miraculous features, so he didn't think too much about it. The battle with Li Lin was imminent, and the three of Mo Yunlou had already discussed it.In this battle, An Bochen is neither allowed to win nor lose, just as An Bochen himself said, there is no victory and no defeat.

It is easy for the winner, as long as the strength is sufficient, when the master is at hand, it is easier for the loser, feigning two shots, pretending to be weak, withdrawing and admitting defeat.

Only this unbeatable draw is the most difficult.

Unless the strength of the two is really equal, otherwise, even if there is only a line of difference, it will be difficult to figure it out.

In the struggle between life and death, how can you be kind-hearted, if you give in, not only will your own momentum drop, but you will also expose many flaws to the other party.Therefore, if you want to be invincible, you can only control the situation in your own hands from beginning to end.

That night in the temple, although An Bochen defeated Li Lin twice, it was only by luck. Will end up in a fiasco.Two days later, facing the young master of the Li family who was going all out, not to mention controlling the situation, it would be difficult and difficult to save his life.

Standing at the window with his hands behind his back, An Bochen's face was calm, but the worries in his heart had not been reduced by half.

"Little Anzi, you're in a daze again!"

Sima Jin's slightly tired voice came to his ears, and An Bochen turned around to see a girl in a green training suit ascending the steps, holding a silver gun in her hand.

"I spent most of the day on this gun. I personally ordered people to forge it. You can use it to fight the day after tomorrow."

After receiving the gun, An Bochen felt his hand sinking. This gun was much heavier than the guns he had used before, but it was extremely comfortable to hold. Something is flowing, but it is only a momentary feeling, fleeting.

"Innocent?"

His eyes fell on the two words flying like dragons and phoenixes on the barrel of the gun. An Bochen frowned and read out in a low voice.

"Why, don't you like the name?"

Sima Jin looked tired and his lips were slightly white, as if he had just suffered a serious illness. At this time, he didn't have the energy to play tricks on An Bochen as usual. After a while, he looked at An Bochen and said.

"This battle must be won."

His eyes fell on Sima Jin, and seeing her looking forward to it, An Bochen felt slightly depressed, but still nodded.

For this battle, Sima Jin accompanied An Bochen to practice guns and forge weapons. She didn't even bother to buy her favorite sweet-scented osmanthus cake, which was enough to show that she took it seriously.Amber knew that all she wanted was the reward. Although the winning side could ask for the reward from Lord Liu, if An Bochen deliberately gave in after gaining the upper hand, and saved enough face for Lord Liu, he should be able to get that reward.

The reward Sima Jin wanted was Lord Jiuchen, and An Bochen also knew that after getting Lord Jiuchen, they would part. Judging from their status, they might never see each other again.

Deep down in his heart, An Bochen was still a little bit reluctant, but he owed Sima Jin this, so no matter what, he would do his best.

His eyes fell on Sima Jin's white lips inadvertently, and the situation in the lake that day came to An Bochen's mind unconsciously, his four eyes met, the two were stunned at the same time, and then quickly separated.

"Okay, my girl is going to sleep... don't sneak in!"

Stretching, Sima Jin didn't look at An Bochen again, turned and walked into the hidden jade hall.

An Bochen withdrew his gaze, smiled, and brushed his fingers over the silver gun, staying at the "innocent" place for a moment, then put down the spear, sat in front of the window, and stared at Liu Jingye in ecstasy.

His body was very tired, it was fine before, now when he was free, he felt sore and swollen all over his body, his muscles were stiff, and it hurt when he moved.On the contrary, his spirit is very good, maybe because he guides water and fire to the meridians in his body during spear practice, although the water force has not increased in the past three days, the fire force has become stronger.This feeling of vitality growth is very strange, An Bochen can clearly feel the vitality of the body's energy, and even his thoughts fluctuate frequently, making him sleepy but unable to fall asleep.

I can't sleep, and I can't practice guns, so it's a problem to be exhausted.

Out of the corner of his eye, An Bochen saw a dozen volumes scattered around the table, but they were messed up during Huo Guogong's "visit" that day, and they haven't been cleaned up until today.

The tea in the cup was already cold, An Bochen didn't pay much attention, picked up a scroll, sipped herbal tea, and read to the moon.

Coincidentally, this book is "Da Kuang's Tales of Gods and Ghosts", which contains stories about ghosts and gods, which suits his taste.

After reading through several chapters in a row, the stories described in them were either monsters eating people, or humanized monsters. After reading too much, An Bochen gradually became bored, so he skipped the chapter on monsters and looked back. "Once upon a time, there was a man named Zhao from Kuang who came from a poor and humble background, but he often told people that his ancestors were the branches of the clan. He bluffed and deceived him. He always got some wine and food, and he was very contented. One day, he cheated him to get wine and food, but every rainy day, he went to find a temple to eat. Seeing the empty walls of the dilapidated temple, thinking that he had wasted his years and had accomplished nothing at the age of fifty, he could not help feeling remorse and despair, so he threw the wine and meat in the mud and committed suicide by hunger strike. Three days later, Zhao was so hungry that he wanted to go out of the temple to find Food, you can look around, everyone outside the temple looked at it coldly, returned with wry smiles, and lay down under the statue. After another three days, Zhao's face was yellow and thin, his breath was like gossamer, and in a trance, he saw the statue above his head as if his eyes were open. And laughing. Zhao was furious, and cursed loudly, and Fang cursed a few words, only to feel that the mountains and rivers were shattered, the earth was flat, and his body was light, and his whole body flew into the statue..."

An Bochen recited softly, becoming more and more excited and out of control.

"...The sky was gloomy and the sky was spinning. When Zhao opened his eyes, he found himself in a high mountain and flowing water. Looking up, the sky seemed to be dark, and the mountains and rivers were undulating. At a glance, there was no end. Touch After rubbing his stomach and feeling no longer hungry, Zhao secretly wondered, so he walked forward, a Taoist stopped him on the way, looked at him for a long time, only thought that the two were destined, so he accepted him as a disciple, and told Zhao, The mountain is Hexu Mountain, which is a blessed place in the cave. Zhao is confused and doesn’t know why. He has practiced with Taoists for more than 30 years, and has achieved the golden alchemy. Although he was seriously injured, he saved his life and was exiled to a sea island. He kept his name incognito for several years, and Zhao gradually discovered that the monks here practiced in a very different way from Hexu Mountain, but they focused on practicing Qi. Curious and unable to hold back, he sneaked into the sect of the island and practiced secretly. After a few years, Zhao was about to break through refining and transforming Qi, when he felt a buzzing sound in his head, and his body floated up uncontrollably. What happened [-] years ago was exactly the same..."

"When he opened his eyes again, he found that he was still in the temple, and a layer of spider webs had formed on his body. The dream was still in his mind, just like yesterday, Zhao was full of emotions, and when he stood up, he flew out of the temple Asking passers-by, I found out that more than 30 days had passed, and everyone was surprised to see that he was still safe and sound for more than [-] days without eating or drinking. Zhao told the truth, everyone laughed, and no one believed it... When it got to the ears of Emperor Kuang, Emperor Kuang suspected that he was a real person hidden in the world, so he ordered people to invite him, but he searched all over the state, but he failed to find anything for three years..."

......

After a while, An Bochen closed the scroll and shook his head.

"The stories in this book are even more absurd and bizarre than those in the drama. They survived without eating or drinking for thirty days, and they even came back after learning a whole lot of skills.

The faint candlelight reflected in An Bochen's eyes, it was just an article, and the lingering fragrance remained.

Taking a look at the sky, it was already past midnight, so An Bochen blew out the candle and walked towards the couch.

Lying on his side on the couch, An Bochen tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep for a long time.Sometimes he thinks about the battle two days later, sometimes he thinks about parting with Sima Jin, and sometimes the story in the book comes to mind.After tossing and turning, An Bochen sighed for a long time, sat up, looked out the window at the dark night, his eyes were gloomy.

"Whether this battle is won, lost, or tied, in the final analysis, it has nothing to do with me."

Rubbing his sore arm, Amber Chen murmured.

What Sima Jin wanted was the secret book of immortals, and what Xiaohou wanted was Moyun Tower. For them, the battle of An Bochen was very important, but it was not what An Bochen wanted.At this moment, what An Bochen wanted most was to get out of Liujing and return to Yuanjing Village.If he wants to go home, he has to practice green fire and decipher the Dao talisman in his mind. To him, the victory or defeat of that battle is nothing more than relieving the crisis of Moyun Tower, and he can gain a safe place in the capital. Looking at it, it is indeed important, but the "long-term" is not what Amber Chen is looking for.

"I don't know when I'll be able to go home."

Sighing lightly, the young man put on his clothes, walked to the window, and looked west.

The Moyun Tower is very high, except for the royal palace, it is enough to overlook the entire capital, but the capital is huge and the night is dark. An Bochen tried his best, but he couldn't even see the west of the city.

An inexplicable sadness welled up in his heart, and at this moment, an unexpected change happened to An Bochen.

As An Bochen gazed into the distance, he only felt a "buzz" in his head, and a strong suction came from the upper dantian, disrupting the original running route of the two forces of water and fire.In a blink of an eye, the two forces of water and fire flowed upstream uncontrollably, coming out of the lower dantian, crossing the middle dantian, and rushing to the upper dantian along the Zhoutian meridian.

Like a landslide and a tsunami, and like the sky was spinning, An Bochen held his head tightly, enduring bursts of severe pain.