Chapter 89: Brotherhood Enters Promise for the First Time
Let’s talk about the last time, Murong Feng and Lian Zhen Shenjun discussed the chess game of life and death with nothing on the Hongmeng Star, and Murong Feng finally won with half a piece. At this moment, in the Tai Chi Pavilion, only two green lights were seen shooting out from the night sky above, straight
Falling into two people's bodies.
Murong Feng said: "Since the chess game is broken, please ask the Lord God to quickly open the passage. I will wait to break the formation as soon as possible."
Young Master Xie stood aside and was half surprised when he heard Murong Feng's words. He opened his mouth wide and said with a surprised look on his face: "Brother Murong, have you figured out a way for Bai Zi to win?"
Opposite, Lord Lian Zhen sat upright with a serious look on his face, and sighed: "Murong Tianzun, the passage can be opened and you can enter, but your friend cannot enter."
"Oh? Can't enter? Then why?"
"Ming Lord has just reached the peak of the Holy Emperor's cultivation, and the guardian of the next level in the Wuji Sea, Wuqu Shenjun, is the strongest of our seven Beidou Lords. He is also lonely, arrogant, and unsociable. Wuqu Shenjun is not like him
We are good at poetry and can play chess, but he has no other hobbies except martial arts. If Mingjun goes there, I am afraid that the disaster will be worse. Secondly, Mingjun is not very spiritual, and he cannot break through my mirror in the chess game.
, still obsessed with the appearance of the mortal world, and according to the rules from above, cannot pass this way."
Young Master Xie frowned. Hearing these words, he felt a little confused. He thought in his mind: Where is this? The chess game has not been solved yet. How can we talk about the passage? And this mirror flower and moon? The world of mortals.
Appearance? What are these?
Lian Zhenjun looked at Young Master Xie's worry and laughed. A white mist rose up in his hand and spread evenly over the chess game in front of him. He only felt a wave of spiritual energy from heaven and earth, and the chess game suddenly turned a corner: "Don't worry, Lord Ming, please look at this."
Chess game.”
Young Master Xie took a few glances at the chess game, which included some applications of the "Xuanxuan Chess Classic". It was not complicated. He added: "This chess game is a simple application of the "Xuanxuan Chess Classic". It is the same as the game just now.
It has nothing to do with it. I don’t know what the old gentleman means, but I hope you can enlighten me.”
Lian Zhenjun smiled: "This game was played just now. I and Murong Tianzun played it in the starry sky upstairs. It was just because there was a momentary and thousand-year skill in the illusion, and Mingjun didn't notice it. Haha, Mingjun is really good at playing chess.
He has reached perfection. When playing chess, the chess game is important, but the mind of the Tao is even more important. The chess pieces are black and white, just like Yin and Yang, just like Tai Chi. The highest state of chess is not chess, but Tao. Although Mingjun knows the way of chess, he cannot understand the chess.
The connection with the Tao mind is what is lacking."
Murong Feng also nodded.
Young Master Xie suddenly realized that what he saw in front of him was not real, it was just an illusion! No wonder he couldn't find the way to win the white chess even if he looked left and right. It turned out that this test was not about the principles of playing chess at all, but the magic method of the great road.
Young Master Xie hurriedly stepped forward and cupped his hands and said, "Lian Zhenjun's mastery of chess skills is beyond my level. I hope you can give me more advice in the future."
"Haha, I have here the "Xuanxuan Chess Sutra", "Dream into the Divine Machine", "Hunyuan Immortal Machine" and other authentic works of ancient chess masters. I have guarded them here for thousands of years. It is very lonely. Why don't you stay here with me, brother evil?
How about enjoying the chess game together so that Murong Tianzun can cope with the following formations well?"
Murong Feng nodded in agreement: "Young Master Xie, it's okay for you to stay here. The road ahead is dangerous. If I am unfortunately buried here, or if Gu Chengkong is released, I will definitely liberate Yuanying and die with him, and will not let Gu Chengkong escape.
Half a step into the sea of blood! Of course, if I am unfortunately killed, you will be my only spiritual support in the world. When the time comes, I hope you can put things in order and don't let me down."
When Young Master Xie heard this, he suddenly felt a sore heart. He lowered his head and said nothing for a moment. He just smiled and then said softly: "Brother Murong, why do you say such depressing words? General Luo is waiting for your Nine-turn Fantasy Soul Grass. Why are you still here?"
If you don't get the Fantasy Soul Grass, your soul will be too empty? And I haven't played the famous music with you yet. If something happens to you, I will lead my troops directly to the **** heaven and directly overthrow you.
Forget about the heaven, haha!”
"Haha! Young Master Xie is so courageous! Mr. Lian Zheng, please open the channel. I have important matters that cannot be delayed."
In front of the chess table, Lian Zhenjun nodded and flicked his white sleeves. Thousands of white lights around his body gathered in the sky above him. After brewing for a long time, they rose into the sky and just reflected on the starry sky in the pavilion. Suddenly, the sky and the earth were in chaos.
The starry sky suddenly disappeared, replaced by a whirlpool of chaos, with endless chilling energy destroying everything around it. Those caught in the vortex would return to chaos and nothingness in an instant.
"Murong Tianzun, please!"
Murong Feng nodded, smiled faintly, patted the shoulder of the evil young man next to him, and then offered his hand to Lord Lian Zhen without saying a word. Just when Murong Feng was about to raise his energy and leap forward, the evil young man behind him suddenly stepped forward.
With one hand, he grabbed Murong Feng's clothes.
"Brother Murong, wait a moment, I have something to give you!"
As he spoke, black energy burst out from the palm of his left hand, and a guqin appeared out of thin air in the void. It was made of sandalwood and was exquisite and majestic. It was the Wanhe Pine Organ. Young Master Xie waved his hand, and the guqin had flown to Murong Feng.
, and then said: "Brother Murong's departure is uncertain. Although this harp is not a magic weapon, it can dispel the violent energy of the sea of blood. I have injected the Nine Nether Mysterious Qi into the harp. As long as it is slightly stimulated, it will automatically
I have no other use for playing the piano, so I can only give it to Brother Murong and hope that Brother Murong will accept it."
The corners of Murong Feng's eyes suddenly became wet, as if he remembered the road to heaven, the life and death of the three brothers! The Wanhe Pine Organ was Young Master Xie's magic weapon to protect himself. Although he always said that it was made on a whim, that
The soul mark in the piano clearly shows that this is his natal magic weapon!
"Young Master Xie..." Murong Feng's voice actually contained a little sob. Is this his brother?
Young Master Xie smiled heartily: "Haha, Brother Murong, this is just a piano that I made on a whim. Take it. It's getting late. Let's go quickly."
"The piano made by chance..." Murong Feng chuckled, knowing that this was what Young Master Xie must have said!
"Okay! I accept it!" Murong Feng held up the body of the guqin with one hand, and immediately felt that the guqin and his own soul were in harmony with each other. He used his spiritual thoughts to see where there was the soul of Young Master Xie? Young Master Xie actually had all the souls in it.
Erased!
Murong Feng held back her sadness and put the Wanhe Pine Organ into the Xumi Mustard Seed Space. Then she turned to look at Young Master Xie: "Let's go, Young Master Xie, take care of yourself."
Whoosh! A green light flashed on the spot, and Murong Feng transformed into a stream of light and entered the chaotic passage.
Young Master Xie stood there, his left hand still pulling at the hem of his clothes, looking at the chaotic whirlpool above, and smiled faintly. With a pop, a large pool of blood spurted out of his mouth!
Just now, Young Master Xie heard from Lord Lian Zhen that in the Wuji Sea on the next level, the Lord of Wuqu was the one with the highest level of cultivation among the Seven Lords of the Big Dipper. He suddenly felt uneasy and immediately made a decision in his mind to kill his own magic weapon, Wan Hesong.
The organ was given to Murong Feng to protect him. However, the natal magic weapon is connected with his own life soul. Forcibly erasing the soul mark in the magic weapon within a short period of time will inevitably cause inevitable harm to himself!
When Lian Zhenjun saw this scene, he immediately injected a stream of essence into Young Master Xie's body. After running for a week, he slowly said: "Why do you have to be like this, Lord Ming? Good people have their own destiny. It's a blessing in disguise. Even if you use your natal magic weapon."
Giving it to him is a blessing, not a disaster, but it is a disaster that cannot be avoided, so what's the use?"
Young Master Xie smiled faintly, but looked aloof and free, and said: "Brothers, if you can help me, it doesn't matter, haha. Lord God, let's discuss chess."
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But it was said that after Murong Feng accepted Master Xie's Wanhe Pine Organ, he rushed straight into the whirlpool of chaos. At this moment, he entered a brand new world. The Wuji Sea did not have the majesty of the Sixiang Sea at all, nor the elegance and refinement of the Taiji Sea.
.I saw a bloody mist in front of me. In the dark red sky, countless blood clouds were stained and lingering. The red light that came from unknown sources reflected the endless sea of lava and fire at my feet. On the magma, there were a few rocks floating back and forth not far away.
, you can't see the end or the edge at a glance. The continuously gushing heat steams the entire continent, corroding the few remaining rocks.
At this moment, there was a loud thunderclap in the sky, and several red lightning bolts pierced the sky. A spatial rift suddenly opened on a slightly larger pumice stone, and Murong Feng jumped out sideways. Unexpectedly, he had just entered the infinite sea.
, the whole body's true energy seemed to be out of control, unable to be used at once, and with a bang, Murong Feng suddenly fell onto the hot rock.
"Ah!!!!" Although Murong Feng is the body of a holy king, his body has been protected by Qingfeng's true energy for a long time. Now, the true energy in his body suddenly cannot be used. He can only feel a hot stream of heat flowing from his abdomen into all the holes in his body.
, and suddenly started shouting.
Whoosh! Murong Feng forcibly used Qingfeng's Determination Technique to drive the true energy in his Dantian. After a while, Qingfeng's true energy flowed through the meridians all over his body. He finally took a breath and slowly got up from the ground. At this moment, due to the heat on the surface of the earth,
, the maple-red royal robe was turned into charcoal black by the roasting, and there were several discontinuous small holes in the middle that were roasted. The whole appearance was actually bleak.
Murong Feng felt the flow of Qingfeng's true energy in his body, and a feeling he had never noticed before poured into his mind. He thought: What formations are arranged here, why is the speed of the true energy so low, and the movements of his hands and feet are completely
It's not smooth, and it's as stiff as a mortal! If this is the case, how can Mr. Wuqu fight? Isn't it just an illusion again?
All of a sudden, all kinds of questions came to mind. At the same time, looking around, I could see magma surrounding it, and pumice stones hovering in the fire. Judging from this formation, someone had cast a spell to fix the floating route. The pumice stones were not far apart.
In the distance, there is another reef island similar to this one. Although it is not large in area, it looks extremely complex from a distance, with layers interlocking and everywhere connected, like a maze.
Murong Feng looked around and thought: No matter what, let's patrol for a week first. As expected, Mr. Wuqu decided to wait on that island. Thinking that the Qingfeng Art in his body had already started, he took a breath and raised his sleeves.
He threw it, kicked his legs, and was about to leap forward when suddenly a scream rang out! Looking closely, you saw that your Majesty fell down again for no reason!