The thick clouds on the top of the Qingping Mountain are gone, the vast universe is full of vague shots, and the sky is invisible.
The mountain view is silent and there is no one.
The unique snow ape guarding the temple.
And deep in the undulating sea of clouds drifting in the Youchuan Palace, there are two figures playing chess under the candle shadow.
The person wearing a white Confucian robe was Feng Wensheng, the fourth Mr. Holy Academy.
The chess player is the mysterious fishing old man Jiang Shenxing.
Jiang Shenxing did not hold a black piece in his hand, but instead condensed a black light from his fingertips, and did not point to the chessboard for a long time.
"Mr. Fourth has made a move for two years and has come up with this wonderful move. I didn't expect that it's my turn to make a move. In my opinion, this game of chess should be sealed for two years first. After I think about it, let's make a move."
After hearing this, Feng Wensheng seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. He stood next to the secluded boat, looking up at the bright stars in the sky. His figure was motionless, but his robe was moved by the wind blowing from the sky. He was as free as a fairy. After a moment, Feng
Wen Sheng looked sideways and said, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, you can fall back in two years. Can things be slowed down?"
"Mr. Fourth, you are a little embarrassed by me. You know, anglers, never go back empty baskets, and you have seen these years. The more fish there are in the pond, the more feeders need to feed them. If I have fewer ones, I have to see them.
If you catch some, the fish pond will sooner or later be exhausted because of the large number of fish." The old fisherman under the bamboo hat looked into the distance. He did not look at the sky, but looked at Qingping Mountain.
Feng Wensheng turned around and bowed politely again: "Fellow Daoist Jiang, I understand your rules, but since you are fishing, it is the same to lend a fishing rod to others."
"Mr. Fourth, I advise you not to have such thoughts. Just now, when I saw you playing chess, your energy was disordered and your life was approaching. With your way, you did not go against the will of heaven and did not stop there. Two years ago, you cheated
If you borrow a fishing rod to you, you will die. If the Master asks me, I will not explain it. Others don’t know. I know the Master’s nature. Among the people in the world, he protects the most."
"It's not me holding the rod, but my junior brother. I want him to be the lord of Qingping and lend him a fishing rod for him to use. It's just a test of his ability." Feng Wensheng said this,
For fear that the old man fishing will refuse again, he walked to the edge of the chessboard and pointed to the white piece, "I'm not hiding it from fellow Taoist Jiang, this piece is not my son who fell accidentally by my junior brother. He doesn't understand chess, but he understands
Death situation, Fellow Daoist Jiang, don’t you think this is God’s will.”
After hearing this, the fishing old man was silent for a long time, turned around and drove the ferry boat to travel between the world, and said, "I can see that you senior brothers are all those who are trying their best to protect their shortcomings. Forget it, I will go back and make a visit.
Yes, in January, I will see how many fish there are in the basket. If it is insufficient, Mr. Fourth, I will ask you to make up for it."
After saying that.
The old fishing man shook a fishing rod and a token fell on Feng Wensheng's hand.
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Jiang for your accomplishment."
Feng Wensheng returned after he obeyed the order and returned to Qingping Mountain.
Feng Wensheng walked into a secret room, sealed the token, and then put his hand on a painting on the wall. The breath of five fingers overflowed, and the picture had space to transmit fluctuations. In an instant, two figures walked out of the painting.
And these two people.
It is clear that Mr. Nine has thousands of things, and Mr. Ten has heard of the truth in the morning.
The three gentlemen from the Holy Academy gathered together without any greetings. They exchanged their eyes and then pinched the same trick. In front of the three people, a white light surged, and a coffin emerged from the void and fell from the ground.
On the rising piece of cold jade, this piece of cold jade is as big as the cold bed in the Cold Cave of the Peach Blossom Forest Waterfall in the Qingyunmen.
Wait until the coffin is settled.
The three strong men from the Holy Academy breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, they all looked pale. Feng Wensheng failed to pass the tribulation, and his cultivation level was less than ten. Chao Wendao was seriously injured when he fought with Fulong Saint Lord in the Great Wilderness. He once used one in the Holy Academy.
The copper coins can seal the three demon saints of thousands of things, and at this time the one with the worst aura among the three.
Around his body, there were constant thunder arcs of heavenly ways, and his eyebrows were even more evil.
At this time, thousands of phenomena are being retaliated against by the laws of heaven, and their bodies and souls are suffering endless torture.
Even the alchemy master Wen Dao and Feng Wensheng had no way to relieve the pain of thousands of things.
Anyone of them could take it out alone to shock all the practitioners and forces in the sixteen states. However, at this time, they gathered in front of the young master's coffin and removed the disguise. The elderly and weak were suffering from illness and suffering.
"Senior Brother Nine."
Chao Wendao's situation was slightly better, so he took out a pill and tried to take it to Wan Qianxiang. However, as soon as the pill was approaching Wan Qianxiang, it was crushed into dust by the power of the backlash of the heavenly way.
"Junior Brother Ninth."
Feng Wensheng wanted to take a piece of jade protected in his heart, but was stopped by thousands of things.
"Fourth Senior Brother, no."
Wan Qianxiang pinched out a mysterious trick with both hands and threw out the six copper coins he usually used to divine. With a crisp bang, a safe copper coins instantly turned into dust.
He replaced his natal life with a safe copper coin and endured the power of the backlash of heaven.
But in this way, the copper coins he used to divine are no longer complete, and the deduction of the secrets of heaven will be greatly restricted.
After the disaster.
Wan Qianxiang put away the remaining five copper coins, and the care in his eyes flashed away.
Seeing that Wan Qianxiang had endured the power of the backlash of the heavenly way, Feng Wensheng said cautiously: "I have already asked for that thing. Whether the two junior brothers can recall the soul of the junior uncle is all about this."
Feng Wensheng took out the token given by the fishing old man and placed it above the coffin.
Chao Wendao glanced at the token and said with some concern: "Fourth Senior Brother, if Xing Tian knew about it... we, and the old man fishing, would have to..."
"Don't worry, I have covered the secrets of heaven."
Wan Qianxiang's eyes were deep. He looked up at the sky reflected by the bronze mirror above the secret room, and was suddenly shocked.
Feng Wensheng and Chao Wen heard the Taoist look different when they saw the strange expressions of thousands of things, and they couldn't help but become nervous.
"Fourth Senior Brother, is it the junior brother who is practicing?"
Feng Wensheng was happy at first, and then he looked a little regretful: "What a pity, our junior brother, selected Zhuang Sheng's Xiaoyaoyou from the Holy Book Tibet. Although Zhuang Sheng is the ancestor of the Dao Sect, the Taoist sect is now Daotong.
Has declined.
I just hope that in the next few days, he can pass on the better from other holy books and seventy-three Confucian scriptures. After all, next, he will compete with other powerful people to climb Qingping. If he fails...
I'm afraid the soul of the uncle will never be able to come back."
Wan Qianxiang said calmly: "Fourth Senior Brother, when I first met my junior brother, I once divined a divination for my junior brother. Even I could not predict his future. Based on my understanding of my junior brother, Daozong is also good.
Even Confucianism is good, there must be God's will in the dark."
Speaking of Gu Yusheng, Chao Wendao put his hands together and his sleeves, his eyes were full of praise: "Although I have known my junior brother in the Great Wilderness for a short time, I can see something unique from him. If the fourth senior brother has it,
If you have the opportunity, you might as well talk to your junior brother more. He is really a kind and kind boy."
"If the two junior brothers are so optimistic about the junior brother, then I also want to believe that the junior brother will definitely achieve our wish."
The hidden worries between Feng Wensheng's eyebrows disappeared and he asked: "Junior Brother Ninth, go down the mountain to deal with those people, be sure to let them kill the demons together. Also, you should be careful, especially Chu Chaolong, give up his heart, and
Don’t be careless about the two ferocious beasts in the Demon-Suppressing Tower…”
"Yes, fourth senior brother."
Wan Qianxiang Zheng turned around and told Chao Wendao: "Young Junior Brother, you must keep your coffin day and night, and you must not make any mistakes."
He bowed to Wendao, and thousands of things walked forward in one step, walked into the painting, and disappeared out of thin air.
Feng Wensheng looked at the brighter stars in the bronze mirror above with his hands behind his back, and his eyes were full of expectations, "Tenth Junior Brother, tell me about the Great Wilderness, about your junior brother."