Chapter Five Hundred and Eighteen: Painting the Skin to the Bone, Stealing the Heart
Seeing An Bochen look sympathetic, Sima Jin asked with his hips on his hips.
"I'm sympathizing with Brother Wang Feng." An Bochen said slowly.
"He is with Yue Qingqing every day and is happy, so what's there to sympathize with?"
"Because you definitely don't pay them."
"You... ask for a fight!"
Sima Jin held back his laughter, glared at his beautiful eyes, and hit his pink fist.
An Bochen pretended to dodge and smiled and took Sima Jin into his arms: "Stop making trouble, just talk about serious things."
"Hmph, you're obviously making trouble."
Sima Jin held up, held An Bochen's ready-to-move hand, and then said seriously: "Do you know what Zhang Qi asked you to come to me for?"
"Disguise?"
"That's right." Sima Jin nodded, his beautiful eyes flashing: "The purpose of his disguise is to send you to pick up the masters hidden in the three dynasties of the National Master's Mansion. Prince Yin exposed his strength this time. In my opinion, he wanted to lead the snake out of the cave. Once the aura of the sixth level of heaven appears in the three dynasties, he will thunder and strangle Zhang Qi's backhand."
What Sima Jin said was exactly the same as Zhang Qi's secret discussions.
Sima Jin continued, "The reason why Prince Yin did not touch you is that you became famous in one battle. If he sent someone to kill you in a blink of an eye, he would be too stingy. Secondly, you have just joined Zhang Qi's command for not long, and Prince Yin may have plans to take you under his command to attack Zhang Qi."
"You are right in your opinion. He gave me a demon-subduing pill and specially asked a true immortal to run errands."
An Bochen said comfortably leaning against the jade couch.
"Demon-subduing Pill, a good thing, I will use it to refine it to the incarnation of the inner demon in the future." Sima Jin smiled and said, "At least, the prince will attack you for a while. If the hidden forces of the National Master's Mansion are wiped out in one fell swoop, it will not only damage Zhang Qi's strength, but also make Zhang Qi suffer a silence, and it will be difficult to say. Before leaving, Master Zhang left these masters for Zhang Qi, but he was afraid that Emperor Yin would notice it and arouse suspicion, so he let those masters scattered and hidden everywhere, but unexpectedly, Zhang Qi was restrained everywhere at the moment."
"Indeed." An Bochen nodded: "If those masters gather together and the prince wants to kill all the people, he needs to consider it carefully, so as not to suffer losses. In your opinion, those masters of Zhang Qi are not weaker than the guest ministers of the Prince's Mansion?"
"It should be so. At least one true immortal should be in charge. After all, it was the work of Master Zhang." Sima Jin said: "There are eleven guests in the prince's mansion. In addition to the Evil Buddha King and Fox Liu Niang who were defeated by you, there are six peaks of the sixth level. I have found out my identity and name, right in this booklet. If I guess correctly, the remaining three people are likely to be true immortals. It's a pity that my strength is not enough to detect their reality."
After taking the booklet handed over by Sima Jin, An Bochen looked around and stuffed it into his arms: "The true immortal who ran errands for the prince is called Old Man Huang Tian, do you know?"
"Is it him?" Sima Jin frowned. He had obviously heard of the reputation of the old man Huang Tian: "No matter who the real immortals are, Zhang Qi kept his mouth shut to the masters he hidden, but he vaguely revealed his intention to help several of the sixth level of heaven break through to the true immortals."
Upon hearing this, a cold light flashed in An Bochen's eyes: "How many sixth level of heaven can his National Master Mansion help break through to the true immortal?"
"This is also what I worry about the most." After hearing An Bochen's words, Sima Jin was a little relieved and distressed: "This Zhang Qizang is really deep. I think he was suppressed by the prince for so long and has not fought back. I just thought that there was no one under his command. After you come, he will definitely help you break through to the True Immortal. It takes at least ten kinds of magic weapons to break through to the True Immortal Realm, and it must be used once. In addition, it also needs to be equipped with magic weapons. Judging from the strength of the National Master's Mansion, conservatively estimated that in addition to Zhang Qi himself, at most, they can only provide two more magic weapons to break through to the True Immortal."
"This will be troublesome. Not to mention the distance between people from closeness, I am far inferior to those old people in the National Master's Mansion. Just because those masters are under the leadership of Master Zhang, Zhang Qi will also consider his father's relationship and leave the opportunity to break through to the true immortals to them."
Amber Chen Dao.
"That's why your pick-up trip is crucial."
Sima Jin, who was nestled in An Bochen's arms, stood up, paced in the attic, and said quietly: "If you want a great chaos in the Yin Dynasty, you must fight the two forces of the prince and Zhang Qi, so you must also respond safely to them and preserve your hope for Zhang Qi. As for how to obtain a quota for breaking through the true immortal, I have three strategies: the best, the best strategy is to suppress, the best strategy is to win over, and the worst strategy is to show weakness."
"The worst strategy is easy to implement, but the opportunity is far inferior to the top. The two middle strategy is a little difficult. You need to be good at dancing and balance and restraint. The best strategy is the most difficult, but you need your strength to suppress them. First, you don't know their background, and second, they may not have no friendship. If you are too strong, it will be bad for them to join forces."
"If you choose a policy, I will cooperate with you with all my strength."
After Sima Jin finished speaking, he looked at An Bochen.
Seeing that An Bochen was still leaning on him leisurely, lowering his head and wondering what he was thinking, Sima Jin said angrily: "I'm in a daze again."
"It's not that I'm dazed, I think of a plan too." An Bochen raised his head and said.
"Oh?" A strange light flashed in Sima Jin's beautiful eyes, and a fascinating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Let's say it, listen."
Arise, An Bochen walked to Sima Jin, looked at the clouds through the window frame, and whispered: "Isolating Zhang Qi makes Zhang Qi suspicious of the masters left by his father."
Sima Jin's eyes lit up: "A good plan, so he can only rely on you. However, this plan requires careful action, and the difficulty lies in the word "balance". It is like walking on a cliff. If you are not careful, Zhang Qi will suspicion about you."
Turning back, An Bochen looked at Sima Jin's unparalleled face and charming charm, and smiled and said, "Actually, your three strategies can be used together. If you use my plan as the main point, and you will definitely succeed."
Sima Jin pursed her lips gently, pulled An Bochen, walked towards the side of the jade couch, and pushed An Bochen down with her backhand.
An Bochen looked at Sima Jin, who was "like a wolf or a tiger" in surprise, and gradually calmed down.
He knew very little about men and women, and he was thinking about it all by himself, but he also knew what to do when he was alone in a room, but he didn't expect Hongfu would be more anxious than him.
Looking at Sima Jin's extremely seductive body wrapped in a plain skirt, An Bochen made up his heart and reached out to touch it.
"Bang!"
Sima Jin slapped her and knocked An Bochen off his hand.
"Don't move around."
“…”
"What are you thinking about? Sit down and close your eyes. I'm going to disguise you." Sima Jin said with a tight face, with a teasing smile in his eyes.
An Bochen was filled with emotion and was completely disappointed. Under Sima Jin's gaze that seemed to be able to see through people's feelings, sat down obediently and closed his eyes.
Widths of blue smoke floated out of the incense burner, like a painting, and the mist rose in the altitude attic, wrapping around An Bochen's eyes. Soon, it brought him into an endless dream.
"Keep the mind of Tao."
Sima Jin's voice came from his ears, as if it was coming from the end of the distant mountains and rivers. An Bochen's body shook and broke free from his dream, but he still felt like a dream, like a illusion, like a real or a false one.
"Qingyan Dream Art was taught by Qingqing, and I realized the brushwork myself. My disguise, whose name is painted and skin, is different from the disguise of ordinary people, but it completely changes a person's appearance and aura, and even a true immortal is difficult to detect."
"I can draw the skin to the bone, steal the heart. The poison to steal the heart is the only one in the world, I have the antidote."
Chapter completed!