This chain is black with a hint of golden light and looks inconspicuous, but Zhuo Wen can see that this chain is extraordinary and terrifyingly tough.
Especially the man in front of him, although he looks ordinary, Zhuo Wen will not really regard this man as an ordinary man. After all, the words of this man just now affected him, and he is by no means a simple person.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen's attention also fell on the chessboard.
On the chessboard, black and white pieces are arranged criss-cross, like two black and white dragons, fighting each other. The situation can be described as extremely subtle and intense.
Although Zhuo Wen doesn't play chess very much, he has seen others play chess before, and he knows a little about the situation of the chess game.
In this game of chess, black seems to have the upper hand, forcing white to make ugly appearances, and the situation is excellent.
But Zhuo Wen saw something was wrong. Although the white piece seemed to be forced to retreat and the situation was critical, it was still not captured by the black piece.
Moreover, because Black's offensive was too fierce, its flaws were gradually revealed. This chess game seemed like Black had the upper hand, but in fact, Black was full of crises and the situation was extremely delicate.
The sloppy man held a black piece in his hand. He looked at the chess game and said with a smile: "Junior, looking at you like this, do you know how to play chess?"
"I don't really understand it, but I can still understand the direction of the chess game." Zhuo Wen said calmly.
The sloppy man laughed and said: "Junior, do you think winning or losing in the chess game is important?"
"Whether it's important or not, I don't dare to judge. This kind of thing is a matter of benevolence and wisdom. No one knows for sure!" Zhuo Wen shook his head.
The sloppy man laughed heartily. He raised his head, looked at Zhuo Wen seriously, and said: "You are right, winning or losing is different for everyone. Look at this chess game, what do you see?"
Zhuo Wen frowned slightly. He carefully looked at the chess game in front of him and said calmly: "Life..."
The sloppy man was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly and said: "Interesting, your answer is really interesting! Then tell me, what does this chess game have to do with life?"
Zhuo Wen was neither happy nor sad, and said: "Senior, what good does it do to me if I say this?"
The sloppy man laughed louder and louder, without showing any anger at Zhuo Wen's words. He pointed at Zhuo Wen's withered right arm and said: "I can help you extract the death energy of the seven-skull flower.
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Zhuo Wen's eyes were shocked and he quickly said: "Is this true?"
The sloppy man smiled and said: "Of course I am serious. Now tell me, if what you say satisfies me, how difficult will it be to help you resolve your death aura?"
Zhuo Wen calmed down the excitement in his heart. This death aura had troubled him for a long time along the way, and he also discovered that as time went by, the death aura became more and more intense and terrifying, and had a tendency to break through the seal on his right arm.
Zhuo Wen knew that if he didn't get rid of the death energy, his life would really be endangered.
Now that he heard that this person could resolve the death aura, Zhuo Wen couldn't be more excited.
Zhuo Wen glanced at the chess game with a thoughtful look on his face. At the same time, he recalled the things that had happened step by step from a humble person to his current level, and the look of enlightenment in his eyes became more and more intense.
Although Zhuo Wen is not very old, he has experienced extremely rich things, which may be comparable to those of old monsters who have been practicing for countless years.
"Life is like a chess game, and we are like children. Under the big chessboard of heaven and earth, we are walking the established path step by step. There are obstacles and difficulties, and the final result is win or lose. But in my opinion, the real win or loss
It’s not about winning or losing in the chess game, it’s about winning your own victory.”
"Some people win the chess game and lose their lives; some people lose the chess game but win their lives. However, the real victory is actually in your own hands. Don't succumb to fate or accept the status quo. Keep moving forward and follow the steps of an ant.
Body, step out into the world, this is the real victory."
"Don't let drama interfere with the true feelings, and just let it happen that I win. After the battle, the two pieces are divided into white and black, and there is no gain or loss in one piece. The real winner is the one who can break away from the chess game and truly control his own destiny, and cannot
Those who control their own destiny are still losers even if they defeat their enemies in the chess game."
Zhuo Wen's voice became louder and louder, like a great bell, deafening and enlightening.
The slovenly man's eyes were shining brightly, but he laughed loudly and said: "Yes, that's true, and you can just say that I win. That's a good saying."
"But, do you think that as a chess piece, you can really control your own destiny?" The sloppy man suddenly asked in a deep voice.
Zhuo Wen recalled the situation of Tiankai Star, the bet between Taiqing and Emperor Shitian. In that bet, all the creatures on Tiankai Star, including Zhuo Wen, were the pawns of the two people's bet.
But Zhuo Wen finally took control of his destiny, broke out of Tianjiaixing, entered the vast starry sky, and cultivated to the powerful state he is today.
"Yes, nothing in this world is absolute." Zhuo Wen said seriously.
The sloppy man fell into deep thought. After a while, the sloppy man laughed. His whole temperament also became different, and he seemed to have become more determined and confident.
"Junior, I am very satisfied with your words. There are some things that you really have to stick to yourself. There are no absolute things, and there is no absolute win or loss."
After saying this with a smile, the sloppy man quietly dropped the black piece in his hand on the chessboard.
The crisp and sweet sound produced by the falling chess continued to echo in Zhuo Wen's ears, and the entire chess game emitted a blazing white light.
The interior of the originally dark hall was now glowing with new light, no longer as lifeless as before, but full of life.
Zhuo Wen's eyes fell on the chessboard again, and he found that the black piece had eaten the white piece's dragon, completely cutting off the white piece's chance to counterattack.
"Senior, who are you?" Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes and asked as he looked at the slovenly man.
The sloppy man smiled and said, "Don't you have any guesses about my identity? I think I made it very clear outside the hall, right?"
"Are you the king of the skeleton world?" Zhuo Wen said solemnly.
The sloppy man nodded and did not deny it.
"Your true self is also a devourer?" Zhuo Wen asked again.
The sloppy man smiled and said: "To be precise, I am not a bite, but a bite king. I am a bite with royal blood. Whether it is status or strength, it is much higher than the average bite."
"King Eater?"
Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed. This was the first time he had heard of the so-called Devouring King, but he knew that this Devouring King should be much more powerful than Devouring King.
"Don't you know anything at all?" the sloppy man frowned slightly and said slightly confused.
However, Zhuo Wen nodded awkwardly and said: "Senior, I have been wandering in the starry sky since I was a child, so I am relatively short-sighted. I hope you don't mind, senior."
The sloppy man looked thoughtful and said: "I see, it seems that you have been living outside and have never been in the ethnic group at all..."