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Chapter seven hundred and sixty-four, the chess player

A chess piece fell like a meteor and stopped leisurely, setting on the chessboard like a star.

This is a very strange chess board, very large, occupying a corner of the sky in the distant void.

Every chess piece is a star in the sky.

From this end of the chessboard to the other end of the chessboard, it is the sunrise and sunset, and in the middle is the entire night sky.

An old man in a shabby Taoist robe with patches sat on the top of the mountain to the east, waved his whisk in his hand, and a meteor crossed the sky and flew to the west, freezing among the stars. The stars around it flashed, and one of the surrounding stars was destroyed, as if they had been swallowed by something.

There was also a person sitting on another mountain far away in the west. He had a small cheek and thin shoulders, triangular eyes, eight-character eyebrows, a mustache, a yellow face, but had a red neck and a wine gourd hanging around his waist. He looked up at the sky and saw the star disappearing, scratching his ears and heads. After thinking for a while, he waved his hand and pressed a star on a corner of the chessboard of the sky.

The old Taoist in the east smiled and threw a star without thinking. The stars flashed on the sky, appearing in the shape of a dragon, as if struggling.

The little red-necked old man in the west raised his hand, and a splash of stars sprinkled out like a meteor shower. He shook his head and sighed: "Forget it, I can't fall, but I'll hit you, and I've hit your dragon-slaying technique again!"

The old Taoist smiled and said, "Why not call Ye Zhongyouguang? You will be sixteen again. I will not be afraid of you if I fight Sixteen."

Although the two were thousands of miles apart, they were as if they were in front of each other, and they were not at all troublesome to talk to each other.

The old man glared and said, "Don't rely on your knowledge of points from Emperor Xi to be considered as a fur, and I think the Three Realms are invincible. If you have the ability to play chess with the few people in the sky, what's the ability to win if I win?"

The old Taoist said: "What kind of effort do you play with them? Besides, if you didn't block yin and yang, how could you escape their eyes and play such a big chess in the starry sky?"

The old man said, "I know you are playing big chess, it's very big! This chess has been played for more than three thousand years, right? If you were willing to enter the list of Gods, you would have to be the title of Star Emperor. If you can enter or not, you would hide in the lower realm and be a poor Taoist priest. I don't know what tricks you played in this chess. Could it be that you want to compete for the saint position?"

The old Taoist said, "I am a bad boy, why should I occupy the position of gods? Isn't it better to give up my position to others?"

"That's right, if you are on the list, Ji Fa will never be able to enter the Ziwei Palace." The old man squinted his eyes and looked to the east. "I thought you were hiding where to enjoy the tranquility, or went to Huoyun Cave to serve Emperor Xi, but I didn't expect you to play chess in the world. Do your son know that you are playing such a big game of chess?"

"How come any sons come from those who have died!" said the old Taoist, "I took a few of them, but they were not angry. I was not as angry as the old man."

The little old man said, "I have seen your little apprentice now. It's quite good, it's a piece of material."

The old Taoist shook his head and said, "It's not just a piece of material to earn your life with the heavens."

"Salary to God?" said the old man seriously, "You dare to say this, aren't you afraid that your superiors will hear it?"

"Isn't you there? You're going to have to take a cushion if you die." The old Taoist laughed.

The little old man shook his head quickly: "If you are looking for death, don't pull me."

The old Taoist said, "Don't think I don't know. You said I'm playing chess. Are you not playing chess? At that time, you didn't have to enter the Gods List, but you just wanted to die and volunteered to go to the Blood Transformation Formation. With your ability, let alone the Blood Transformation Formation, even the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation may not be able to go to the Five-Year Formation."

"What kind of chess am I playing? A bad chess is coming. The great disaster is imminent. How can a scattered immortal like me escape by himself. Now he is at least a free time in the heavenly court and has a support," said the old man.

The old Taoist shook his head repeatedly: "I know your idea, but now this chess game is full of stars and sweeping across the world. If you don't be a chess player, you will be a chess piece that you can't avoid..."

As his words lingered, the sun rose in the east, and the rays of light illuminated the starry sky.

The two chess players also disappeared at the end of the sky with the disappearance of the chessboard.

...

Qi Wufei looked at the sun in the sky and was a little dazed.

He was not sure whether the sun was true or false. In this wonderful barrier, the sky here is definitely different from the sky above Pansi Ridge. If one is true and the other is false, then how can we determine that the sky on Pansi Ridge is true?

This thought made Qi Wufei shudder and he had goose bumps on his body. Wanshou Mountain can be a barrier, so why can't other parts of the world be barriers? Which world is real? Which world is illusory?

When Ye Wentian, who was standing beside him, saw Qi Wufei in a daze, he couldn't help asking: "Master, what are you thinking?"

Qi Wufei shook his head and smiled with a self-deprecating look: "It's nothing, are you looking at the scenery of Wanshou Mountain beautiful?"

Ip Mantian said: "It's not that beautiful, it's similar to Pansiling, but it's more spiritual."

Qi Wufei looked at Ye Wentian and knew that this apprentice had experienced a lot recently, and his mind and nature had changed and matured. This is the most critical time. If he cannot improve his realm, he will be difficult to achieve great success in the future.

"Do you want to go home?" Qi Wufei asked.

Ip Mantian showed a hint of joy on his face, and suddenly he pursed his lips and said, "The practice has no result and has caused so much trouble to the master. He has gone home without a face."

Qi Wufei patted his head and said, "Don't think like this, don't turn your practice into obsession, this will make it difficult to make progress. Doing with your original heart and not driven by desires is the style of a person who is in the near future. Face is extremely important in the eyes of the world, but it is the least valuable for practitioners. Don't ruin your life by face. If you want to go back, let's go back."

Ip Mantian was stunned and said respectfully: "Thank you for your teachings, please remember them."

Qi Wufei nodded and said, "Okay, I have seen enough of the scenery of Wanshou Mountain, and it's time for us to leave."

This trip to Wuzhuang Temple was surprisingly smooth. Although I didn’t see Zhenyuan Daxian, the purpose of this trip was basically achieved, and I also got a ginseng fruit, which was considered to have exceeded the task.

Ginseng fruit is also called Cao Huan Dan, which is the original medicine for the Chinese herbal medicine for the transformation pill. It was not used before, so it was replaced by other ones. The effect was not satisfactory. As the quality of the obtained demon elixir becomes better, the effect of Cao Huan Dan should be better.

With this ginseng fruit and the small peach sent by Mr. Luli, you can refine two transformation pills. Three pieces of the seven-color lotus in the Tai Chi pond have bloomed. If you get another ginseng fruit, you can refine three transformation pills.

However, Qi Wufei also knows the truth that people cannot be greedy. Ginseng fruit is so precious, if you get another one, you may be jealous of God.

After saying goodbye to Qingfeng Mingyue, Qi Wufei took Ye Wentian and the old yellow dog to leave the Wanshou Mountain barrier.

To the east of Wanshou Mountain is the famous Liusha River.

The quicksand river is called a river, but it is actually a desert. The yellow sand is rolling in thousands of miles, like a yellow river, so it is named.

It is said that there is a dark river in this desert, which connects the nine heavens above and the nine ghosts below. No one can see his true appearance.

There are also rumors that this place was originally a rich oasis, with a country where the king was wise and the ministers were virtuous and the people lived and worked in peace. However, for some reason, they were buried by rolling yellow sand, and people were eaten by sandworms, and their corpses were not preserved. Only sandworms eat meat but not blood, so blood flowed through the river and formed a blood-colored river in the desert.

Qi Wufei was very interested in these rumors. He felt that there were treasures buried there wherever he went. Of course, what he was more interested in was the rolling curtain general of the Heavenly Court who had been a monster here, and later Sha Monk.
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