The mountains are covered with waves, peaks and waves, luxuriant trees and green bamboos, and shadowy clouds and mist are like a gauze draped over the mountains.
There is a hut in the mountain, standing squarely between the sky and the earth. In front of the hut are two dignified old men. They are sitting on the stone bench, looking at the chess scores carved on the stone table, both of them are silent.
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The old man on the left is wearing a white robe, moving automatically in the wind, making a hunting sound, and his eyes are piercing and unstoppable.
The old man on the right is wearing coarse linen clothes and is approachable. But if you look closely, you can see that the old man's eyes are like rotating roulette wheels. They cannot be directed directly, otherwise they will be deeply trapped and unable to extricate themselves.
The two old men were drinking tea and playing chess in the mountains, which had a connotation of wandering clouds and wild cranes.
The chess records on the stone table were not black and white chess pieces, but fire balls and water drops as big as chess pieces. The old man in white robe on the left raised his right hand, and saw a ball of flame condensed on his index finger.
superior.
"Chirp!" shot out and landed steadily on the stone table.
At this time, the old man in coarse linen clothes smiled, stretched out his index finger, pointed at a drop of water, and flicked it in the direction of the flame.
In an instant, this drop of water trembled slightly and flew out like a bullet. Its speed was as fast as a ghost and unimaginable.
"Chi???" Suddenly, wisps of white smoke floated into the sky and dissipated in the atmosphere.
"Um?"
The old man in white robe on the left snorted slightly, frowned slightly, and patted the stone table. Suddenly, the temperature around him rose sharply, and the flames surged, following the chessboard.
The line spreads away.
"hehe!"
At this time, the old man in coarse linen clothes smiled again, and with a twist of his right hand, he drew a few white traces in the atmosphere. These white traces instantly melted into the water drops in the chess game.
The next moment, the water drops connected and formed one body, pressing on the line filled with good things.
When the old man in white robe saw this scene, he grinned, spread his hands flat, and suddenly raised them up. Suddenly, the fire that was suppressed under the water burst out and shot straight into the sky with an astonishing momentum.
The old man in coarse linen clothes also frowned slightly at this time, rotated his hands in the air for a week, and then raised them violently upwards. Several water pillars were seen rising from the ground, running through the raging flames.
Competing with each other, it is difficult to distinguish between superior and inferior.
"Roar???" The deafening roar of the dragon burst out, resounding throughout the world. The flames and water drops that shot straight into the sky instantly turned into two giant dragons, entangled with each other, and competed with each other.
But no one gave in or dissipated, but fell into a confrontation.
"Boom boom boom boom???"
At this moment, there were bursts of loud noises in the sky, as if the sky was cracking and the earth was turned upside down. The blue sky was instantly shrouded by large black clouds, and countless thunder and lightning were seen turning the river like silver snakes, everywhere.
Wandering, powerful and domineering.
The two old men who were playing chess looked up, smiled slightly and said, "Haha, he's here!"
The thunder and lightning surging in the dark clouds showed a figure. This figure disappeared in a flash, and in a moment, it was actually in front of the two old men.
As far as the eye can see, there is a man with a sturdy build. Although this man is strong and strong, he is aging prematurely, and his temples are already pale. However, his eyes are firm and his expression is cold, and he does not care about his appearance at all.
Due to the arrival of this man, the two old men stopped fighting and stared at him, their expressions becoming solemn.
"Is there still no trace?" The old man in a white robe frowned and asked doubtfully.
The man standing between the two men exhaled a long breath, shook his head, and then looked into the distance again, with a look of disappointment, helplessness, and vicissitudes of life in his eyes.
"It is no longer in the realm of gods, and it is no longer the land of Buddhism. Could it be that it is under the control of the two demon clans?" At this time, the old man in coarse linen clothes spoke dumbly, with an extremely solemn expression.
"Brother Lu, do you want me and I to go out of the mountain and accompany you to search for the Moming clan?"
The sturdy man nodded heavily without saying a word, as if he had countless unspeakable secrets.
"In the past few years, the two of us have used the excuse of recuperating our injuries to let you go and search alone. It's a big thank you to you. Now that our cultivation has almost recovered, it's time to go out and see what's going on outside!"
The old man in coarse linen clothes sighed, a sharp look flashed in his eyes.
"Okay!" When this sturdy man heard this, he was shocked and smiled happily.
Immediately afterwards, the three men soared into the clouds and mist, and galloped forward.
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After several days of practice, Wang Yi's current cultivation level has reached the peak of the third level of the Spiritual Movement Realm. He is only one step away from becoming a powerful person in the Guiyi Realm. However, the difference between this step is thousands of miles, and the gap in the middle is huge.
In addition, Gao Chuan and Zhao Wei have also reached the third level of the spiritual realm, and Zhou Luo and Wang Yi are also at the peak level.
"In the past few days of practice, everyone's cultivation has improved. This way, I will be more confident in helping you, brother Wang, to obtain the inheritance. Now the time is almost up. We will set off tomorrow! Go to the Tomb of the Dragon Turtle!"
Zheng Ziwu looked at Wang Yi and the others and said calmly. He could not see a trace of nervousness and looked very calm. On the contrary, Zhao Wei and others looked excited and nervous.
"Haha, Brother Wang, it would be great if I could get some treasure in this cemetery!" Zhao Wei and Han Han said with a smile.
Wang Yi smiled, then his expression became serious again, and he said slowly, "It's not impossible, but it's a cemetery, so it must be extremely dangerous!"
"That makes sense!" Zhou Luo nodded and frowned.
"What are you afraid of? As long as we brothers are together, anything can be solved!" Gao Chuan said with a smile.
"Haha!" Wang Yi smiled and glanced at Zheng Ziwu. He found that there was always a hint of gloom in Zheng Ziwu's eyes.
"Brother Wang, remember the agreement I made with you!" Zheng Ziwu also smiled.
"Yes! Of course I remember!" Wang Yi nodded. For some reason, an inexplicable sense of crisis suddenly arose in his heart.
"Come on, come on, drink and drink! Tomorrow we will be far away from this land of secluded swallows! We will not get drunk tonight!" Gao Chuan picked up the wine bottle and shouted loudly with a smile.
"Okay! You won't stop until you get drunk! Brother Wang, Brother Zheng, you must drink enough tonight! Haha???" Zhao Wei also picked up the wine bottle and laughed loudly.
"Well, when you drink, you have to drink to your heart's content!" Wang Yi also picked up a wine bottle, touched it with everyone's wine bottles, and drank heavily. At this time, Wang Yi forgot everything and was immersed in the enjoyment.
