The rain hit the nine peaks of Kunlun, but there was no trace of birds or animals.
On the fourth peak, in the empty hall, Xiao Buchong and Wen Gu Bi Ling were sitting face to face playing chess.
One person holds black, and one person holds white.
One frowned and said nothing, while the other smiled broadly.
Standing next to him was a big white monkey who pretended not to understand, dancing and shouting.
"You beast, do you know how to play chess?"
Wen Gu Bi Ling, who had the upper hand in the chess game, sneered again and again. He picked up the already cool tea cup, brought it to his mouth and took a sip. He said with an arrogant expression: "There is no one in the world who can beat me in chess."
If there are more, my master counts as one, and Jiang Linan from back then counts as one."
"Besides that, even Jiang Changnian, who once claimed to be the number one among the semi-saints, is no match for me."
"As for you, you can barely count half of it. Your chess skills are on par with Wen Tianshu's."
Xiao Buchong raised his head and took a sip of the strong wine from the green leather gourd. He immediately gave up and said, "Chewing words, playing chess, calligraphy and painting, this is what you, Wen Dian, are good at."
"I can't beat you, it's normal. Do you deserve to be so proud?"
Wen Gu Bi Ling joked: "The game in front of me is certainly not worth being proud of."
"But don't forget, the real purpose of our coming here is that the chess game lies in the entire small world of China."
On purpose, he stood up casually and said: "Obviously, in this second round, I win and you lose."
"It doesn't matter if you lose the current round, your life is safe. At least you are still alive."
"But this second game..."
He seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and said with a narrow look on his face: "You are obviously expected to touch the threshold of the semi-saint, do you really have no fear of life and death, and are you willing to be buried in the animal world?"
Xiao Buchong shook the green-skinned gourd and said with a sneer on his face: "You will know who wins and who loses after fighting."
"I expected Luo Chen to run away before the battle. It's just a little trouble, and it won't lead to a desperate situation."
"you......"
The word "you" just came out of his mouth, and his rickety body suddenly straightened up.
Looking at the Immortal Tomb from afar, my eye sockets dilated and my breathing became rapid.
Wen Gu Bi Ling also sensed it and clapped his hands excitedly: "It's finally here."
"boom."
Invisible corners of Kunlun, for a moment, my mind was overwhelming.
One after another, one after another, all rushed towards the direction of the immortal's tomb.
At the same time, Ziwei Palace in Qingluan Mountain.
Jiang Changnian, who was sleeping on his side, disappeared out of thin air, and a golden lotus appeared in his place.
"Sister Tang, it's time to get down to business."
Her voice echoed on the stairs at the foot of the mountain, using a secret method of sound transmission, and went straight into the ears of Qiao Wantang, who was lazily walking with a big white cat next to the snow lake.
The latter's pupils shrank and his jade arms trembled.
"Meow."
The big white cat was in pain and turned into smoke to escape without looking back.
Qiao Wantang laughed dumbly and said to herself: "Little stupid cat, if I can escape this disaster by chance, I will take you to the fairy world to practice."
"How about I find you a serious little fairy cat, a beautiful one, to carry on the family line for you?"
"Oh, don't be embarrassed."
Reaching out her hand to touch the Qiankun bag tied around her waist, she moved lightly with her lotus steps, and her afterimage floated.
"Meow."
In the grass, the aggrieved big white cat looked around for its new owner, but unfortunately there was no response.
"Master..."
In the side hall on the mountainside, Tantai Jinse, dressed in a purple skirt, faced Kunlun, with sad eyes and said: "She will definitely come back safely."
"We will all be safe, Suning, am I right?"
"Sister Fanyin is waiting for you at Ziwei. Let's go to Kyoto to visit Aunt Xuan and Tong Yuan."
...
Immortal Tomb, the lake is rippled, and the magic array is activated.
Three figures walked out of the formation and headed straight for Kunlun.
Mo Zi Ao flew at the front, deliberately slowing down, and said side by side with Suning: "To be honest, I'm afraid I can't protect you in this battle."
"First of all, after my senior brother has exhausted all his traps and secured the Wuchen Immortal Realm, he has indirectly taken the lead."
"I'm no match for him, and I can't control his stubborn thoughts that want to kill you."
"Secondly, I was born in Wen Palace after all. I am the great-uncle of Wen Palace Master who is well known to everyone in the Eight Hundred Immortal World, and the junior brother of Duan Ziqian."
"I......"
With an embarrassed look on his face, he lowered his head in shame, not daring to look directly at Suning's playful gaze and said, "Are there any other unfulfilled wishes?"
