A light-wearing boat goes down the river. There are peach trees on both sides of the shore. The spring breeze blows on the shore, blowing away the peach blossoms and rippling.

A thin man sat on the small boat.

In front of him was a bamboo case, with fragrant tea cups placed on it, tasting tea in the wind, and enjoying the fallen jade, with endless elegance.

"He actually has a good tea."

Amberchen, who was across the bank, looked at him from afar and said strangely.

I thought that if the King of Jiuchen was a person who was addicted to drinking, he would not like to drink wine in his own memory, but in his memory, he actually had a good time but did not like to drink wine. He was elegant and lost his heroic spirit.

However, it is the most difficult to deal with such a person who is strict with himself, does not follow the trend of the world, and knows how to cultivate and cultivate one's nature.

"A good method for lay people."

The praise of the Lord of Fire came from his ears. An Bochen smiled slightly, but he did not show any brilliance: "Although he entered the stage and gradually became addicted, he may not wake up when he would wake up."

When he went on the stage, he was an actor. This play was prepared by An Bochen for Jiuchen, but it was Jiuchen alone. On this stage, he would follow the memory step by step back to Taoyuan Village, and An Bochen followed him closely and absorbed the memories deep in his heart. After he was fully absorbed, Jiuchen had no secrets. An Bochen occupied all the right time, place, and people, and it was easy to seize Jiuchen's soul body.

At this time, the Water God Lord and the Wind Lord were both ambushed in the depths of the Peach Land. An Bochen only left the upright Fire God Lord by his side, so as not to make trouble with the Water God Lord and ruin the good show.

"There is a peach tree outside the world, and the young and old are all clear. Peach trees are planted in peach tree, one tree is one child..."

On the small boat, Jiuchenjun knocked on the teacup and sang in the wind. The song was filled with sadness and spread to the cliffs on the distant shore. With a "slam", the leaves of the forest flew like waves, white apes jumped out, and elks were rushing, or were infected by the song. They chased the boat along the coast and galloped along the river. When the small boat reached the entrance of the stream, there were white cranes and green phoenixes circling above Jiuchenjun's head. Jiuchenjun threw out the teacup, and the fragrant tea splashed out, causing the fairy birds to sip each other and flap their wings together.

"What a paradise."

Stepping on peach branches, An Bochen walked and crossed, and enjoyed the grand scenery of the peach garden, and sighed in amazement.

There is a hanging bridge at the entrance of the stream, and there are mountains under the stream. There are long waterfalls hanging among the mountains, and deep holes in the waterfall.

I saw Jiuchen suddenly get up, remake with both hands, spelling spells, and the strong wind rolls in, wrapping up a man and a boat, flying downwards, and steadily drilling into the water curtain opposite. An Bochen's heart moved, and the next moment, he and the Fire God Lord also appeared at the water curtain.

Pulling away the waterfall curtain, it is a deep cave. The cave is wet and can faintly hear the flow of the stream, but I don’t know where the stream is.

The Lord of Fire shivered and looked strange, but heard An Bochen whisper.

"It's strange. This Taoyuan Village is full of secret techniques. Why do you have to set up many mysterious formations and hide them here?"

Hearing this, the Lord of Fire sneered: "This is a bad word for the layman. The heaven and earth are circulating around the sky and the sky, so how can there be an eternal invincible person? No matter how powerful an existence is, there will always be its nemesis."

"Just like the Water God Lord is you?"

With a chuckling, Amber Chen was in a narrow way.

The Lord of Fire was stunned, and the scene was red and silent.

While speaking, the two had already walked out of the corridor. At the end of the deep corridor, light suddenly appeared, but when An Bochen looked up, he stood on the spot.

In front of him were circles of mountains. It seemed inappropriate to describe the mountains as a circle, but the landscape in front of him could only be described in this way.

In Taoyuan Village, mountains are not rolling and winding, but are like bamboo shoots, growing up in circles. The mountain road circulates, and dense caves are exposed between the rock walls, and three or two monks fly out of it from time to time. After a few rough times, there are sixteen such giant mountains, which are high into the clouds. The foothills cover a huge area. Even so, it is better to say sixteen huge buildings than sixteen high mountains.

The Lord of Fire was already stunned, but An Bochen quickly calmed down. Taoyuan Village was hidden in the world for countless years and was the birthplace of secret techniques. According to legend, his ancestor's first real person had even traveled to the heavenly court. If this Taoyuan Village was not blamed, it would seem strange.

The giant mountains support the sky clouds, and the clouds and mists are shrouded in the mist, and cranes and phoenixes are flying. On the grassland in the distance, the tigers can fight together. The young children are having fun playing in it.

"It may be fresh after staying in such a place for a year or two. If you stay for a long time, you will definitely be bored after seventeen or eighteen years."

An Bochen whispered, and raised his head and saw a cloud of ink suddenly flying from the far sky, swelling in black, as if to crush the fifteen "circle mountains".

"The Nightingales are back."

A sound of excitement came from his ears, but Jiuchenjun, who was walking towards the village, said with a smile.

nightingale?

An Bochen looked at him in a narrow view and found that it was not a "black cloud", but a crowd of birds covered with green bodies, sharp beaks and sharp claws, and at least millions of them were there.

In an instant, the nightingales penetrated into a huge mountain and disappeared.

"The Nightingale is back!"

"I finally waited..."

"Why are you still standing there? Nightingale is back!"

In the blink of an eye, cheering sounds came from all directions, echoing among the mountains, igniting Taoyuan Village, which was still silent the moment ago.

The young girls either jumped down from the cliff or flew out of the rock wall, rushing towards the peak in the middle, and the young Jiuchenjun was no exception.

Seeing the chaotic scene in front of him, the Lord of Fire burst into laughter. An Bochen glanced at him helplessly and walked towards the mountain.

The mountain is located in the center of Taoyuan Village. Needless to say, the elders of Taoyuan Village must be living in the mountains.

The young children stood respectfully at the foot of the mountain, standing with their hands down, but could not hide the expectations on their faces.

Anbo was as if nothing was around, walking among the crowd, looking at the children of Taoyuan curiously. As I imagined, most of these impatient children of Taoyuan who could not wait were less than 20 years old, but their aura was much higher than those of the monks of the same age outside Taoyuan, and they were all young and mature.

"Labies, what are they waiting for?" The Lord of Fire followed closely and followed Amber Chen.

"You will know if you look at it."

An Bochen smiled.

Although this Taoyuan Village is so beautiful, it is inevitable that you will be bored after staying for a long time. These Taoyuan children have been in the village for nearly twenty years. Logically speaking, they should have been numb for a long time. What would be the thing that would make them so excited?

When I was young, a middle-aged man walked out of the cliff in the third circle. As he appeared, the crowd gradually became turbulent.

"quiet!"

The middle-aged man shouted coldly, his stern eyes swept over everyone, but stopped on Jiuchenjun, and then wandered away.

"As usual, the one who writes down the most in half a stick of incense is ten rewarded tokens, the second place is nine rewarded, and so on."

......

"What is this token?" An Bochen asked with a frown while standing beside Jiuchenjun.

"Token is the only reward for my Taoyuan disciples. No matter what kind of competition, the final reward is a token." Jiuchenjun explained expressionlessly. His deeper access to the role made An Bochen feel more at ease.

“What’s the use?”

"If you want secrets of martial arts, magic medicines, or qualifications to enter and exit Taoyuan, you need to exchange for tokens. However, the higher the level, the more tokens you need, and you need to enter and exit Taoyuan for 90,000 tokens." Jiuchenjun replied.

"This is rare." An Bochen thought to himself, and looked at Jiuchenjun who had changed back to the appearance of a young man, and his heart suddenly moved: "How many tokens do you have in your hands now?"

A playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the young Jiuchenjun stretched out a finger and shook it.

"half."

An Bochen was stunned, and a huge uproar broke out in his heart.

Only then did he realize that although Jiuchenjun was in the crowd, his children were far away from him. When he was young, he glanced at this place with a surprisingly complex look, as if he was watching a flood of beasts.

The half that Jiuchenjun said of course refers to half of all the tokens issued by the elder Taoyuan to this generation of disciples. In other words, almost all the competitions of this generation were won by him. Such a person is top in Taoyuan, no wonder he dominated the Dakuang Fengyun for nearly half of the 60s after leaving Taoyuan.

Looking at Jiuchenjun silently, An Bochen didn't say anything, and his heart became more and more urgent.

The opportunity to restore the cycle of the sky lies with Jiuchenjun. Now Jiuchenjun's soul has returned to Taoyuan. In other words, if nothing unexpected happens, An Bochen will be able to regain the power he has lost in Taoyuan.

"Released!"

Just when An Bochen was slightly ecstatic, the middle-aged man on the cliff shouted.
Chapter completed!