The moonlight was hazy, and Ji Jianting didn't expect Cao Mu to be so decisive.
The great elder of the Tianyao Sect struck with thunder. His figure was like a ghost, and he stepped forward. Ji Jianting had no chance to react and was directly slapped in the chest by Cao Mu.
With a bang, the poor fat Taoist priest's body of more than 300 kilograms flew straight away and rolled dozens of meters on the Qingshi Square before stopping.
"Cough cough!" Ji Jian stood up and coughed violently as his internal organs were cramping.
This is him. If it were anyone else, he would probably be killed with one slap.
Cao Mu was at the peak of the Golden Core, and Ji Jian could only survive in the early stages of the Golden Core. He really didn't have the strength to resist, and even escaping was a luxury.
At this moment, Ji Jiantang felt regretful. He rushed over in a hurry without understanding the situation, and stood arrogantly in front of Cao Mu. This was really his own fault.
Seeing that Cao Mu was like a fierce god and was about to take action again, Ji Jianting hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, Elder Cao, I know you can fight, can you listen to me?"
Cao Mu stepped forward, paused, and said coldly: "If you have any last words, just say them quickly. After you finish speaking, I will send you to hell."
Ji Jianting cared about his superior demeanor. In this life-and-death moment, he did not say anything immediately, but patted the dust on his robe first and said, "Elder Cao, you are really too smart. You are poor."
Tao is only seen in one’s life.”
"Stop flattering me, I will definitely kill you to comfort Sect Master Bai's spirit in heaven." Cao Mu said with a gloomy expression.
"That's right, Elder Cao, you guessed it right. Pindao and Chen Yu...oh, no, it's the devil named Chen. They are indeed closely related. If you just kill me like this, won't you gain advantage over that guy in vain?
?" Ji Jianting said in a persuasive manner.
"What do you mean?" Cao Mu frowned, a little confused.
"Dear Elder Cao, if I were you, Pindao would shave off my flesh and blood one by one in front of the devil named Chen. Wouldn't that be more satisfying?" In order to live, Ji Jianting can do anything.
, can say anything.
Cao Mu lowered his head and fell into deep thought. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but Ji Jianting did not choose to escape.
The probability of successfully escaping from Tianyao Valley is not small, but the fat Taoist priest chose the safest path.
After a long time, Cao Mu raised his head and smiled sinisterly, "I think what you said makes sense. Anyway, I will spare your life for the time being."
The great elder of the Tianyao Sect took out an elixir from the storage ring, threw it to Ji Jianting, and said: "This elixir is called the heart-breaking elixir. Without my antidote, within three days, you will turn into
If you die in a pool of pus and blood, you'd better be honest with me."
Cao Mu firmly believed that Chen Yu would come soon, and when the time came, he would kill the people he cared about in front of this demon.
Ji Jianting was too obedient. Without any hesitation, he directly put the elixir into his mouth and chewed it.
"Oh, it's quite sweet!" Ji Jianting smiled flatteringly at Cao Mu. That smile was extremely vulgar.
"Humph!" Cao Mu snorted coldly, turned his back to the Main Hall, faced Chen Yu with his sword, and sat cross-legged again.
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The moon was high in the sky, and like a loyal slave, Ji Jianting came to Cao Mu with a blue and white porcelain teacup, "Elder Cao, it's getting cold, drink some hot tea to warm yourself up!"
Cao Mu opened his eyes and glanced at the fat Taoist priest coldly, "Did you poison the tea?"
"How could it be? I, Ji Jianting, am an upright person. I won't do the kind of things that dirty villains do. If you don't believe me, I'll drink it for you." Ji Jianting said nothing, took a sip, and swallowed it neatly.
"How about it, Elder Cao, I'm not lying to you. I'm an honest person who doesn't want anything. I'm such a sinister and cunning person. How could the devil surnamed Chen regard me as a close friend?" Ji Jian stood up to this guy,
It's really shameless to praise yourself in different ways.
Cao Mu said with a straight face: "I'm not thirsty, and I won't drink anything you drank."
Ji Jianting smiled awkwardly, but in fact, he wanted to put the teacup in his hand over the shoehorned face of the great elder of the Tianyao Sect.
It's a pity that people under the eaves have to bow their heads.
‘My dear Chen Daxian, why aren’t you here yet? I miss Taoist Master to death!’ Ji Jianting howled in his heart.
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Cao Mu did not expect, nor did the fat Taoist priest, nor did everyone in the world expect that the Tianyao Valley would be peaceful that night.
The red sun was rising, and the golden sunshine enveloped the world. In the backyard of Tianya Pavilion Inn in Fenxiang City, Chen Yu and Qin Jinxian were still playing chess.
At this moment, one-third of the place on the chessboard has been occupied. Judging from the situation, Chen Yu has the upper hand, and the black stones are encircling the white stones.
But there is always a place where a hole is left. For Bai Zi, this is the hope of living.
Bai Zi's attack momentum is also very fierce, like a torrential flood, and Heizi is like a dam, trying to contain the flood, but it always falls short.
At this moment, Chen Yu was twisting a sunspot in his hand. He was like a stone statue, with no extra movement of his body and his eyes staring at the chessboard without blinking.
From early morning to noon, for five hours, Chen Yu finally made a move. He dropped the sunspot in the upper right corner of the chessboard.
The encirclement is only one step away!
Opposite Chen Yu, Qin Jinxian gently picked up a white piece. Now, it was his turn to think. yyls
Whether it is Chen Yu or Qin Jinxian, they are both the top beings in the Xuanling world, the top of the top.
Back then, Chen Yu was beaten with a whip by his master, the Demon King of Hell, and forced himself to play Go for a whole round.
For a period of sixty years, Chen Yu did nothing. Whenever he had free time, he played chess with the Demon King of Hell.
Moreover, even during the rest period, Chen Yu could not practice secretly even under the repeated orders of the Demon King of Hell.
Chen Yu didn't understand it at first, but after a long time he understood that he had too much impetuous aura and was easily impulsive when things happened. People with such a personality would die thousands of people a day in the world of immortality.
Today, Chen Yu can maintain absolute calm no matter what he faces, and will never get angry randomly over trivial matters.
As for Qin Jinxian, he has been playing chess with himself for tens of thousands of years.
Mortals in the world have been reincarnated hundreds of times, but he is still alive. His palace, means, and resourcefulness are definitely not inferior to Chen Yu.
After tens of thousands of years of doing the same thing all day long, it is conceivable that the ancestor of the Heavenly Demon Sect has already reached the level of proficiency in chess.
From noon to sunset, Qin Jinxian finally dropped the white piece in his hand.
One white stone and one position suppressed the overwhelming power of the black stone.
Like a god, he pinned the dragon to the ground, which was about to raise its head. Chen Yu felt aggrieved.
Chen Yu picked up the chess piece between his right index finger and middle finger for an unknown number of times, twisting the black piece, and fell into deep thought again.
Since early morning, the chess game has been in a stalemate. Chen Yu must be cautious, and Qin Jinxian must also be cautious. Once someone makes a wrong move, the consequences will be catastrophic.