Emperor of the Immortal Dynasty

After an unknown amount of time, the headache gradually disappeared, and An Bochen opened his eyes.

Suddenly, his expression changed drastically.

As far as he could see, An Bochen could see the scenery of the west city at this time completely, the mottled city walls, the soldiers who were lazy and dozing off, and the overgrown weeds... This feeling is extremely strange, not only in the west of the city, but also in the west of the city. As long as An Bochen's heart moves, wherever he looks, all the existences in Liujing can come to mind.

"what happened......"

An Bochen froze on the spot, recalling the severe pain when the two forces of water and fire rushed straight to his dantian, an unbelievable thought gradually came to his mind.

Could it be... because of that dao talisman?

That Taoist talisman was sealed by Huo Guogong in the heart of Amber's forehead. There has been no movement these days, but just now it suddenly attracted two forces of water and fire, circling around it.

Closing his eyes, An Bochen comprehended carefully, and could clearly feel that the two forces of water and fire were flowing around the Taoist talisman.

It turns out that Huo Guogong took this Taoist talisman not only to trap me, but also to give me the supernatural power to look around the capital. He must have done this for Huo Chuanyun, and wanted me to protect Chuanyun after he left... ....

Thinking of the Huya boy who regarded himself as his only friend, An Bochen felt sad.

With Zuo Xiang's means, how could he let go of Huo Chuanyun, who was born with a bottomless pit, maybe Chuanyun has already fallen into Zuo Xiang's hands, but it is a pity that he still has no way to protect himself, let alone save him.

An Bochen stood by the window, his eyes closed tightly, with mixed feelings, but he didn't notice a stream of white air slowly drifting out from the umbilical fossa.

Just when he was about to open his eyes, his back shook, but the bones and meridians trembled uncontrollably like a mountain and river about to collapse.In a blink of an eye, the two forces of water and fire flowed downward from the upper dantian, as if they wanted to pull down the Dao talisman.

Gradually, An Bochen's face turned pale, and the pain flowed up and down his body, much more intense than before.

He can clearly feel that there are two forces fighting fiercely in his body, one comes from the Dao Talisman in the forehead, and the other is the two forces of water and fire.But the strange thing is that they are not fighting each other, but pulling each other desperately, and it is precisely because of this that the pain in the flesh and bones is unbearable.

As An Bochen thought, Huo Guogong took the Taoist talisman that night, not just to trap An Bochen in Liujing.Ordinary land-shrinking talismans are at most two grades, and their effect is to trap people in one place, but the one used by Huo Guogong is a sixth-grade land-shrinking talisman, which can not only trap people in one place, but also trap people in one place. When the human body dies, the person who has been planted with the Taoist talisman can peep into the "cage" that traps him with a move of his mind.

Starfall must be defeated.

Huo Guogong had never been able to escape those three prophecies in his previous life, so when the stars fell on the outskirts of Liujing, he knew the situation was over.Planting that sixth-grade Taoist talisman into An Bochen was really a helpless move, and it was considered a backhand. Taking advantage of An Bochen's friendship with Huo Chuanyun, he wanted An Bochen to protect Huo Chuanyun from the city after his death.In Huo Guogong's eyes, An Bochen's ability to not be harmed by the Jinghuo, keep the Shenque acupoint and give birth to the innate fire is definitely a monstrous existence like Zuoxiang, which more or less gave him some hope.

There are many mysteries in that sixth-grade Land Shrinking Talisman. The most miraculous thing is that after the owner of the talisman dies, the recipient of the talisman can grasp the wind and grass of the trapped place, and any variables can be seen at a glance.Such supernatural powers are not far from the legendary immortals.

However, Huo Guogong didn't know that An Bochen was more different than he imagined. For anyone, this Taoist talisman might do more good than harm, but for An Bochen, it was enough His little life exists.

Humans have three souls and seven souls. The three souls are the heavenly soul, the earthly soul and the fateful soul. They exist in the upper, middle and lower dantians. It is almost difficult for ordinary people to perceive the existence of the three souls.Only An Bochen achieved the fetal breath by chance and awakened the earth soul hidden in the lower dantian. Although he was a little dazed and dazed, he had recovered a little bit of consciousness after going to and from the Immortal Mansion these days, and he was faintly in touch with Amber. Dust and mind are connected.The Earth Shrinking Talisman that Huo Guogong ingested was a foreign object, in an attempt to get his hands on the vitality in his body, and visit Liujing, which was naturally not tolerated by the Earth Soul.

At present, the two are fighting fiercely in Amber Chen's body, and they both want to win the two powers of water and fire to help them.Although the Dao Talisman has supernatural powers, the awakened earth soul seems to become the master of the mountains and rivers in his body. With the help of Amber Chen's flesh and bones, he resisted the sixth-grade Shrinking Talisman.

If this continues, the strength of the flesh and bones will gradually be consumed, and the vitality will be lost. When everything is exhausted, when the end comes, An Bochen will also be squeezed to death.

Misfortune depends on blessing, and misfortune falls on us. Fortunately, An Bochen practiced the gun practice desperately for three days. His muscles were sore and his bones were tired. Before the soul of the earth exhausted the strength of his bones and flesh, his body could no longer bear it. Taking advantage of the situation to show his power, he snatched the two powers of water and fire in one fell swoop.

Seeing that the general situation was about to go, the earth soul was so unwilling, it immediately flew straight up from the lower dantian and submerged in the upper dantian.

On the seventh floor of the Moyun Building, An Bochen stood in front of the window, his body was stiff, his face was expressionless, like a sculpture.

The moonlight is like water, flowing on the forehead, if anyone is here at this time, they will be shocked to see An Bochen's appearance.His forehead was sometimes red and sometimes white, as if ice and fire were mixed together, dyeing his expressionless face a little coquettish.

It is recorded in ancient books that using fire to refine yang, water to transform yin, and embracing a baby can be used to refine gods.

It was another incomparably bloody blunder, chance and coincidence, An Bochen's earth soul was tempered in the upper dantian by the two forces of water and fire, hugging and forming a circle, dispelling yin and preserving yang, pure as a baby, crystal clear, and has become the same as before. very different.

I don't know how long it took, the moonlight flowed into An Bochen's slowly opened eyes, and in the depth of the pupil of his right eye, a haze appeared, which gradually became larger, like dark clouds covering the sun, and like the wind blowing in the wild.

The body as stiff as a clay sculpture trembled, and An Bochen's pupils shrank suddenly, but the eye sockets suddenly widened.

At this moment, An Bochen only felt that "the mountains and rivers shattered, and the earth sank", which was exactly the same as Zhao's feeling in "Da Kuang Shenguai Tan", but he had a different feeling, like this world, this universe Everything is destroyed, everything is silent, and only he is left alone.

With a long sigh, An Bochen was in an inexplicable mood, the moonlight was like water, but at this moment it became cold and lonely.

Subconsciously, Amber Chen turned sideways and turned his head.

As far as he could see, the young man was stunned.

Standing by the window was a young man in green shirt, 14 years old, about five feet tall, a little thin, with long hair draped over his shoulders, and an ordinary face. At this time, his eyes were wide open and his face was stiff, "looking" at the bright moon in the sky motionless.

It took a long time for An Bochen to react.

The young man in green shirt standing in front of the window was himself.

Since he is me, what am I?

Looking down, An Bochen could only see a blurry black shadow, a trace of ominousness emerged. Only then did he realize that he could no longer feel his heartbeat, and he could not feel the two forces of water and fire flowing between the meridians.

Can see, hear, smell, speak, think, but cannot feel his own existence.

However, a moment ago, everything in the world was destroyed, and only my own feeling remained.

Two completely different feelings linger and linger for a long time.

"It seems that this is the ghost left behind in the legend after death."

Amber Chen murmured in a low voice.

Strange to say, although he thought he was dead, he didn't feel sentimental in the slightest. After the initial surprise, his heart was as calm as water.

Looking up and down at his physical body, An Bochen took a deep breath, bowed three times, turned and walked downstairs.

When passing the hidden jade hall, An Bochen's footsteps were stagnant, and he stopped for a long time, but he felt an inexplicable breath coming from the hall, which attracted him very much.

"Why don't you want to leave..."

An Bochen said to himself, only feeling a little confused, and then a thought popped up in a blink of an eye.

"Could it be that I liked her before I was alive? Maybe, she is two or three times more beautiful than those women and girls in the village... No, it should be four or five times better."

Smiling casually, the boy no longer lingered, turned around and walked downstairs with a flick of his sleeves.

But when he passed Xiaohou's floor, he stopped again.

Another inexplicable breath came, which also made An Bochen hard to let go, but it shocked him.

"Xiao Hou...could it be possible that I also liked him before I was alive? Bah bah..."

In front of his eyes was the old man with sly eyebrows and mischievous eyes, and An Bochen felt a little nauseous. If he was alive at this time, he would definitely get goosebumps from the previous thought.

After thinking for a while, An Bochen tiptoed towards the hall door. He just wanted to stretch out his hand to push the wooden door open, but he stretched out his arm and passed through the door.

"Could this be the power of ghosts? It can pass through walls..."

Without further hesitation, An Bochen rushed towards the hall door, and sure enough, he passed through the door without hindrance.

As far as he could see, he saw Xiao Hou hugging the pillow, sleeping soundly, and a large piece of halazi flowed out.

"A gentleman sleeps with a pillow in his arms like a woman."

An Bochen only felt a chill, thinking about it, he would never have liked him before he was alive, but where did the aura that made him so fond come from?

Looking around, following Xiao Hou's long and shallow breathing, a cloud of white air floated on his face, coming out of his nose, congealed between his brows, like floating clouds.Curious, An Bochen approached and took a closer look, but when he was one step away from Xiao Hou, his body suddenly fell forward.

......

With gold and iron horses, the two armies are in front of the battle, drums are roaring, and swords are on the verge of breaking out.

Although the morale of Chen Guo's army was low, they had a fierce general who could be called an enemy of ten thousand people. He killed seven generals of the rebel army in a row, and slightly dissipated the haze of Chen Jun's continuous defeat.

An Bochen was walking under the bloody setting sun, seeing the soldiers of the two armies staring at each other, no one took him seriously, and he was even more leisurely, walking among the gold and iron horses in a leisurely manner, looking around curiously wait and see.

At this moment, I saw a pair of triangular eyes turning straight from the flag of the rebel army. An Bochen could see clearly that although the man was ten years younger, he was undoubtedly Xiaohou.