Chapter 247 The flood is the chess game, and all living beings are the chess pieces
"Come to Zixiao Palace quickly!"
In the chaotic world, Li Qingming and other saints were just about to return to the ancient world, when they were summoned to Zixiao Palace by Taoist Ancestor Hongjun.
Outside the quaint Zixiao Palace, a virgin whom the saints had never seen guarded the door early.
I saw that this girl was about eleven or twelve years old. She was wearing a light pink Taoist robe, with two cute piercings, and two cute dimples on her beautiful face.
Seeing all the saints, the girl bowed and said: "Yao Ji has seen all the saints. The master has been waiting in the palace for a long time! Please come with me, saints!"
"Yes!" The saints nodded their heads slightly, and were about to enter the palace. They saw three golden streams of light suddenly shooting from the chaotic void not far away, but they were the guides who had been forced away by Li Qingming before.
Ti, and Nuwa who returned to the palace in anger.
Jie Yin and Zhunti looked cold and entered the Zixiao Palace without even looking at the saints.
Nuwa, on the other hand, had a face as cold as frost and her dark eyebrows were knitted together.
The saints looked at each other with no surprise, shook their heads, and followed Yao Ji into the Zixiao Palace.
At this moment, the Zixiao Palace is as simple as it was thousands of years ago, and the old Taoist Hongjun is still sitting loosely on the futon. A large "Tao" character is firmly engraved on the back wall of Hongjun.
The simple Taoist charm is full of it.
Seeing this, all the saints saluted together and shouted: "Greetings to Master, Teacher, Master..."
Hongjun slightly puffed up his robe sleeves and said: "You are exempt from courtesy!"
"The war between the lich and the lich has begun, and you will just wait and see what happens in the Zixiao Palace. You will not be able to leave the palace until a hundred years have passed!" Master Hongjun said with a slight shake.
After hearing this for a lifetime, Sanqing, Two Saints of the West, Ming He and Li Qingming all had expressionless faces. But Nuwa and Houtu had anxious expressions on their faces.
Nuwa's pretty face was red, and her beautiful eyes were filled with tears. She kowtowed to Hongjun and said, "Master, is it true that this calamity is really unavoidable?"
Hongjun glanced at Nuwa indifferently and said: "This calamity was caused by the two races of lich and demon! Since these twelve Yuanhui, there have been countless battles between lich and demon. All living beings in the ancient world have complained, not to mention the previous demon clan.
Crazy slaughter of human race, causing the fortune of our race to plummet. If we are still in charge of the ancient world, wouldn’t the ancient world be filled with resentment and monsters dancing wildly?”
When Nuwa heard this, she burst into tears.
Hou Tu stepped forward and kowtowed: "Teacher, it is your own fault that the demon clan was destroyed. Our witch clan is the descendant of Pangu's father god, and we have also helped the human race many times. How could we have such a disaster?"
Hongjun opened his eyes, looked at Houtu for a long time, and then sighed: "Hey! If the human race wants to prosper, the two races of lich will inevitably launch a conquest of the ancient world. This is the number of days, the number of days!"
After saying these words, Hongjun flicked his sleeves and pocketed Li Qingming into his sleeves, and his figure slowly merged into the void and disappeared.
Deep in the chaos, there is a mysterious world. The mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the little beasts are happy. Li Qingming touched his smooth chin inexplicably, looked up to the sky and shouted: "Master! Taoist master Jun Jun..."
In the empty valley, Li Qingming's shout echoed for a long time. There was no response.
After finding a flat area, Li Qingming sat down, grabbed a roast chicken from the storage space, chewed it up, and kept muttering: "Damn it, your sister."
Master Hongjun brought me here for no reason and did all these nonsense..."
"You bastard, you will be punished by God for speaking ill of people behind their backs!" Just as he said this, Hongjun's calm voice suddenly came to mind behind him.
"Old guy, what are you going to do!" Li Qingming threw away the roast chicken in his hand, stood up, and glared at Hongjun like an eagle guarding its cubs. He did not feel at all that he was offending his teacher by speaking like this.
, disobey elders.
Hongjun ignored him and took out a small square table, a Go set, and two futons.
"I heard that this game of Go was created by you! The world is a chess game, and all living beings are chess pieces. You are as wise as a fool!" Hongjun pointed to the futon opposite and said: "How about we talk about a game?"
Li Qingming frowned, wondering what Hongjun meant by this move. This time the two Lich clans were fighting fiercely at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, and he was really not afraid of what the Lich clans would do. For example, like
Like later generations, tearing down the pillars of heaven and making a big hole in the sky?
Seeing Li Qingming frowning and not making any movement for a long time, Hongjun said with a smile: "Xiong Zaizi, do you think you don't know about your little tricks? Don't think about the two lich clans, it's destiny.
, what can you do!"
Li Qingming sat down on the futon, stuck the white seeds in his hands and said meaningfully: "Old guy, aren't you afraid that the lich will poke a big hole in the sky?"
Hongjun frowned, gently placed the black stone in his hand on the chessboard, and said: "It's not like it collapsed once. Why are you worrying so much!"
"Huh?" Li Qingming sweated and said in surprise: "What did you say?"
Hongjun tossed the chess pieces and said: "Xiong Zaizi, you lost one of them to escape. Now you are so frightened, but you have lost that shrewdness!"
Now Li Qingming couldn't sit still. He had always thought that he and Hongjun were equal in Taoism. Although Hongjun had transformed into the Tao of Heaven, he had no way of knowing the secret that he had obtained to escape.
"Old guy, when did you find out?" Li Qingming looked slightly pale, but still asked.
"The old Taoist knew it when you obtained the Three Treasures of the Universe, combined the Three Treasures of the Universe into one, and obtained the Hongmeng Purple Qi that represents the escape of one of them!" Hongjun looked at Li Qingming with interest and said: "Don't stop.
, Luozi, Luozi quickly!"
Li Qingming stared at Hongjun in shock and said: "From the time I traveled through death, to obtaining the Three Treasures of the Universe, and then to escaping one of them...what role did you, old guy, play in this? Well, what a great person.
In a chess game, all living beings are chess pieces, so you, Hongjun, really want to be the chess player behind the scenes?"
Hongjun suddenly became dark and serious, and said: "Qingmingzi, the old Taoist once said that your arrival was a complete accident, without any planning or utilitarianism! As for what happened later...don't you want to do that?
A chess player?"
Li Qingming was stunned for a moment. Thinking about it carefully, who doesn't want to jump out of the chess game and be the one who plays chess?
Sitting slumped on the futon, Li Qingming said: "Now that you brought me here, you just want to tell me that you want to be the one who plays chess. Don't you want the chess pieces to be beyond your control?"
Hongjun smiled lightly and said: "Qingmingzi, this Hongmeng world is very big. The prehistoric world is just a drop in the ocean between this Hongmeng world. One day you will want to break out of this prison and go to the outside world to see it!"
Li Qingming shook his head dejectedly and said, "I don't want to listen to your nonsense. I just want to know how you will treat the two races of lich and demons!"
Hongjun chuckled and said nothing.
…
The lower realm of the ancient world, the lich battlefield in Buzhou Mountain.
The witch clan waved the soul gathering flag, and the demon clan controlled the witch-slaying magic weapon remotely, and they fought together crazily. Blood flowed into a river for a while, and the shouts of killing shook the sky!
"His grandma, brothers, set up the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Evil Formation!"
Di Jiang forced Taiyi back with a punch, holding the witch-slaying knife, and shouted loudly.
Although the witch clan has the true form of the ancestral witch and the soul-gathering banner at this moment, the witch-slaying knife and the witch-slaying sword in the hands of Emperor Jun Taiyi are not ordinary. Every cut, every sword strike will inevitably see blood. In this way, the witch will
The clan is clearly at a disadvantage.
Di Jiang clearly realized that although the Wu Clan specializes in the physical body, laws, and has extremely powerful combat power, they can fight multiple ordinary monks of the same level one by one. However, the Demon Clan also has a treasure in their hands, so for the current plan, they can only rely on the Twelve
Only the Dutian Shensha Formation can break the suppression of the demon clan's witch-slaying treasure.
Therefore, Di Jiang did not hesitate at all, and immediately decided to activate the "Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods Formation", hoping that with the help of the Pangu phantom condensed by their ancestral shaman bodies, Di Jun and others could be killed in one fell swoop, and the heavenly army could be defeated.
Also defeated in one fell swoop!
"Okay, brothers, stand up!"
Gonggong and other ancestral witches were all losing their prizes, and they were already very angry. At this time, they heard Di Jiang's blunt words, and they all responded and released several extremely powerful attacks at the same time, forcing Di Jun, Taiyi and other powerful demon clansmen to death.
retreat.
Then the ancestral witches quickly gathered together, waved their big hands, and twelve black Dutian Shensha flags were scattered in the void, making a hunting sound.
The shadows of the twelve demon gods on the flag kept wandering and roaring, vivid, fierce and terrifying! The aura of the demon gods that seemed to come from the ancient Hongmeng era directly penetrated the barrier of time and space and mapped onto these twelve demon gods.
Two black masses of evil energy spread across the sky, firmly covering the twelve ancestral witches.
A group of monsters suddenly saw these twelve demon gods, and they were frightened to death. A chill filled the sky for no reason. The palpitating aura was as if they were seeing a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Their eyes were filled with a red color.
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The twelve ancestral witches recited an extremely obscure spell in their mouths quickly, and immediately each of the twelve ancestral witches emitted a mysterious aura, and the twelve auras complemented each other.
At this time, the sky roared, and the whole world changed in a trance, filled with overwhelming murderous aura. In the infinite space, the earth, water, fire, and wind exploded instantly, and the Hongmeng reappeared.
"Witch! Witch! Witch!"
All the Witch Clan members seemed to be possessed. Although their hands kept moving, the roaring sounds of war in their mouths slowly spread. Eventually, the sky was filled with the violent summoning sounds of the Witch Clan.
One of the witches, one of the great witches, and one of the ancestral witches felt their blood flow speeding up sharply, and the buzzing sound caused by the bursts of blood resounded through the sky!
"upbraid!"
Amidst the loud shouts, an incomparable force shot directly across the sky and washed away from the formation of the Twelve Heavenly Gods.
The twelve ancestral witches, all of whom had long since transformed into their true forms, looked at each other, with blood in their eyes, and roared: "The twelve demon gods have returned to their positions, and the twelve capital gods' evil formation has risen!"
"boom!"
Twelve large flags wrapped up Di Jiang and others. After a while, the ground cracked, and a giant standing tall and tall appeared in the formation, it was Pangu!