Chapter Thirty: Dark Son.
In the picture, there are no signs of mountains, rivers, trees, ponds, swamps or peaks. There is only chaos. Apart from the specific position of the three white stones, their identity and aura cannot be distinguished.
It's like three lonely stars embedded in the void.
Pei Ling nodded with satisfaction, knowing the location was enough for him!
"There are still two days left on the meeting date agreed with those four people."
"Go find these three chess pieces first..."
"The most important thing now is not to rush to Jianmu, but to ensure that the nine people can survive smoothly..."
Thinking of this, he stood up and planned to set off.
But as soon as he stepped out of the formation he had set up, he suddenly felt something was wrong. He turned around suddenly and saw a figure in black clothes, sitting in the formation. His expression was calm and his aura was restrained. It was himself!
Pei Ling looked calm and immediately stretched out his hand to hold the Nine Soul Saber behind his back, but the next moment, he missed it.
At this time, the figure who was sitting on the ground, exactly like him, raised his head slightly, his eyes as calm as water, and looked towards him.
All the expressions and movements of this figure are exactly the same as his!
Pei Ling's heart suddenly sank, his life was taken away!
But...when?
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In a valley surrounded by peaks.
The starlight shines on the stone table, the white-robed immortal clothes beside the table are better than the snow, and the green leaves fall on it.
On the chessboard in front of him, there are many black stones and only nine white stones.
One of the white stones is located in Tianyuan, five white stones surround it like a guard, and the remaining three white stones are in an empty corner of the chessboard, as if they are hanging alone in the ocean.
Suddenly, the black stone next to Tianyuan's white stone suddenly changed, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a white stone!
The white-robed immortal raised his head slightly, and looked silently at the sudden change in the white stone under his hood.
Anzi, it’s too early...
Soon, a sudden sunspot suddenly floated up and immediately fell into the chessboard.
despair!
With the crisp sound of the stone falling, the black stone was decided, and there were two more white stones on the chess board. The air was blocked and disappeared in an instant.
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Floating realm.
The cliffs and lonely pine trees are like reflections on water-stained glass, blurry and chaotic, and large patches of color are condensed into grotesque and moist traces.
The mountains and rivers are flowing, the sand is meandering, and the whole world is like a swaying reflection.
On the only clear stone table, black and white pieces are intertwined, and the chess game is arranged quietly.
"Old" holds a sunspot in his hand, and his robe is as black as night, motionless, as if he is a frozen picture.
The many Mahayana spectators were watching the chess game, but they also remained silent and as silent as death.
Suddenly, something unexpected happened in the chess game!
A black stone next to Tianyuan's white stone turned into a white stone without any warning.
In an instant, ten white stones appeared on the chessboard at the same time.
All Mahayana are stunned, there is no move, the black stone turns into a white stone... This is a carefully planned hidden stone!
However, who can set a hidden piece in the chess game of Fu Sheng?
Another immortal?
No!
Now it’s the turn of the “old” move!
Another immortal, now can neither make a move nor turn a move!
That can only be...
However, just when all the Mahayana thoughts were racing and they were making quick guesses, the "old" hand held the sunspot and suddenly fell down quickly.
despair!
The black stone settled, and two more white stones were captured on the chessboard.
The faces of all Mahayana people present changed, and two more people died!
Each white stone on the chessboard is a Mahayana player entering the game.
But except for the white stone in the direction of Tianyuan, which always corresponds to Pei Ling, the guide to the immortal road, the other white stones only correspond to the number of followers, but do not correspond to the specific identity of the followers.
To be precise, the remaining white stones are just a channel for the followers to enter the game.
The followers can keep changing, but the lead cannot!
Therefore, unless the Yinzi falls, the outside world cannot judge who has fallen from the disappearance of which white stone...
"Two places. Who will come this time?" "Fu Qiong" of Chongming Sect asked with a frown.
He died too quickly!
Moreover, until now, three people have died at a time, and two people have died at a time... How long has it been since then? Eight Mahayana figures have already fallen!
In fact, in this chess game, because Pei Ling is the strongest immortal guide in history, almost all the monks who can enter the Mahayana came over!
Yes, there are far more participants in this chess game than in the last chess game!
At the beginning, he felt that there were too many participants in this chess game. If there were not enough places, he would have to pass the cause and effect specially given to Pei Ling before and ask Pei Ling to take action...
But now... there are only about sixty Mahayana players participating in the chess game, which is really too few!
Hearing this, there was a silence around him.
After waiting for a moment, "Jiu" raised his head again, looked at the empty seat opposite the chessboard, and urged in a majestic and cold voice: "It's your turn!"
A great terror, a great disaster surged out, like a reality.
Somehow, all the Mahayana people felt frightened. It seemed that if they didn't step forward immediately, something extremely ominous and dangerous would happen!
Seeing this, "Cangxing" of the Liuhu Dynasty said in a deep voice: "No one from the Liuhu Dynasty has entered the game."
"The Dynasty can provide a quota."
"But, there is only one person!"
As he spoke, Gun Mian moved slightly, and the bright light shone all over the cliff. "Cangxing" with his big sleeves fluttering, walked straight towards the chessboard.
He picked up a white stone from the chessboard, and like the three people at Wushi Villa before, it did not fall into the position near Tianyuan, but fell to another empty space above the chessboard.
despair!
When the chess pieces were settled, "Cangxing" disappeared instantly.
"Old" took out a sunspot and it fell immediately.
At this time, there are nine white stones on the chessboard, but there is still one less place...
Everyone fell into deathly silence again.
"Jiu" raised his head again, looked at the empty seat in front of him, and urged in a low voice: "It's your turn!"
A feeling of coldness hits my face!
Jiuyi Mountain's "Shiwei" immediately took a step forward and stood out from the crowd. His eyes were like lightning, he looked around and said in a loud voice: "Everyone! This chess game is unprecedentedly dangerous."
"Perhaps everyone will be involved in the end!"
"The three sons in the last round were all from Wushi Villa."
"This time, it will be considered the right path for us."
"In the next round, if there is another vacancy for the chess piece, it will return to the Demon Gate."
"In the next round, I will still follow the right path."
"So, do you have any objections?"
The solitary cliff is vague and the ancient pines are silent.
The unique cold atmosphere in the mountains was overwhelming, and no one made a sound.
"Shiwei" nodded, and then said: "Since no one objects, then everyone agrees."
"This round, I will enter the game together with fellow Taoist fellow Taoist "Cangxing" from the Liulu Dynasty!"
With that said, "Shiwei" also walked to the side of the chessboard, took out a white stone, and dropped it on the side of the white stone placed by "Cangxing".
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Chapter completed!