Chapter 154: Seven Sons in a Row to Slay the Dragon

The young man originally came here to look for his father who was often elusive, but he did not expect that the person sitting under the old tree playing chess was not the old Dragon King, but a young-looking Taoist. The young man raised his eyes slightly,

I wanted to go over and yell at him and tell him to go away.

But when he raised his head, the young Taoist's eyes were as bright as lightning, but he was calm, and there was no reason for him to be afraid.

So the foot that stepped out took it back again.

The folding fan in his hand tapped the guard on one side and shouted: "Go and ask that person to move away."

"This is the place where my parents met when they were young."

"He is a monk, leave quickly!"

"Ah this..."

The rough guard hesitated and glanced at the young Taoist over there. He saw that the young Taoist was wearing a blue Taoist robe. The chessboard in front of him was illusory. It was clearly transformed from the pure innate Qi of the Taoist sect. There was a sword box on one side, and the wind blew the tree.

When he moved, the Taoist's eyes were calm, and there was a hint of three points of sword intent rising, so he was beating drums in his heart.

This, this kind of thing.

Why don't you go?

But with this thought in mind, he still walked slowly to the big tree, and stopped when he was still seven or eight steps away. He bowed his hands from afar and said very politely: "Taoist, please, this place is originally

There is an old man who often plays chess here, does the Taoist priest know about it?"

Seeing the young Taoist nod his head, he continued: "That's my old lady."

"I'm not here today, my young master wants to come over and have a look."

The young Taoist dropped a black chess piece in his hand and said calmly: "This is just a place to play chess."

"Send your young master to come over."

"If you can win against Pindao, Pindao will naturally get out of the way."

The guard had no choice but to go back and report. The handsome young man frowned. His character contained the arrogance and domineering that the young dragon clan has always had, as well as a certain degree of irritability. So he sneered three times and said: "It's interesting.

, just after Yue Lianqing left, there was no one to accompany me to relieve my boredom, but today I met an arrogant Taoist priest."

"Play chess with me?"

"Ha, let's go and hit him in the face."

The young man strode over, swept away some fallen leaves with his sleeves, and then sat down. The young Taoist saw his expression of contempt, and there was a hint of arrogance in his eyebrows. The young man was also looking at the people in front of him.

The Taoist in blue then sneered: "I will take charge of Bai Xianxian, are you really not afraid of suffering a loss?"

"Come."

He started playing chess again. Qi Wuzhu withdrew his gaze and played chess calmly. What they were playing was still the ancient fragment of the chess game between Qi Wuzhu and the old man. The young man in white had liked to play chess since he was young because of his parents.

Until now, it can be said that his chess skills are superb, and no one in Zhongzhou Fucheng can be his opponent.

Because of this, I was quite arrogant and arrogant about playing chess at first.

But as the chess game progressed, his expression gradually changed, gradually becoming solemn, until it finally turned ugly.

The young Taoist gave birth to his last son.

A dragon-slaying situation has been formed on the chessboard.

He said calmly: "The game is over, you are defeated."

The young man in white looked livid, held the folding fan in his hand, and sneered: "One more game!"

The young Taoist raised his eyes, as he wished.

The young man in white went down faster and faster.

Surprising move.

Wonderful walk.

But they were defeated faster and faster each time.

It seemed that the young Taoist in front of him had figured something out, and in the end he played chess with each step becoming more powerful.

He became more decisive step by step, no longer as hesitant as in the first game.

In the last seventh game, only a few pieces had passed. The young Taoist pressed his finger on the chess piece. The young man in white looked at the chessboard without saying a word for a long time. He had already seen the death of the dragon-slaying game. Finally, he put the chess piece down. The look between his eyebrows

The arrogant young man let out a breath, pressed the chessboard, and suddenly sneered and said, "I'm just waiting here."

"I specifically played seven games of Dragon-Slaying chess with me."

"I'm afraid the Taoist Master has something to say to me, right?"

The young Taoist raised his eyes and looked at the cause of all this.

At least it's the apparent cause.

Without much emotion, he said in a calm tone: "If you are not a fool, why do you do stupid things?"

He wanted to speak, but this matter was so confusing, how could he speak, and after he did this, the Dragon King in front of him should also have guessed something. He stood up and picked up the sword box. The young man in white shouted that he was not allowed to leave, and stepped towards

In front of him, the young Taoist carried the sword case on his back, opened the sword case, and the thief-killing sword flew out with its scabbard, turned upside down and struck the young man in the abdomen with the sword hilt.

A huge force hit Longzi back several steps, and the Thief Killing Sword was put back into the sword box.

The young Taoist turned around and left, never looking back.

The old Dragon King and Mr. Ao Liu have neglected their duties.

Although he was in the position of Dragon King, he failed to fulfill the Dragon King's responsibilities.

The young Dragon King in front of him, even though he was not the Dragon King of Jinghe, was just fulfilling his duties and could avoid death.

There will also be severe penalties.

In these seven dragon-slaying games, from the initial hesitation to the final determination, he seemed to have finally made a decision. If there is no right or wrong, then the choice required lies in his own heart, making choices, taking responsibility for choices, and, the young man

The Taoist finally understood the compassion in the eyes of the Great Merciful Saint, Lord Juyun Lingmiao and the words he had never said.

There is no right or wrong, what matters is the choice.

And, you must know how to bear the responsibility behind the decision.

If the old Dragon King is killed, then the grudges, cause and effect will also have to be borne on one shoulder.

Mr. Ao Liu was very kind to those seven million people. If he killed him himself, no matter how legitimate the reason was, it might also be hatred for those seven million people. Things in the world are continuous, and there are many things between them.

There is a connection, just like a big net. It is difficult to say clearly whether this person is right or wrong when entering it.

It is said that if a sword enters the dust net, its edge will be blunted.

It is right to be worthy of heaven and earth and worthy of my heart.

The young Taoist pursed his lips and wanted to repay Mr. Ao Liu's kindness first before talking about anything else.

Done.

do not regret.

He who holds a sword and follows the Tao is a practitioner of the Tao.

At this time, Qi Wuhuo understood.

This is not a [tribulation], it is just the beginning of a [tribulation].

The young man in white covered his abdomen and took a few steps back. He was hit once by the thieves-killing sword, but was not injured. The Dragon Clan is a naturally powerful race. Although it grows slowly, its upper and lower limits are extremely high. As long as it is an adult Dragon Clan,

, all have the combat power of real human beings.

"Humph, I don't know what it means!"

"gone back!"

"The old man is not here, let's drink by ourselves!"

The young man in white sneered several times, but no one knew what he was thinking. He returned to the Water Mansion and was going to drink, but in the end he took the wine and went to visit Prime Minister Turtle, who had already retired from his duties.

The old turtle seemed to have a trace of Xuanwu blood, and he lived a long life. He was extremely happy to see Long Zi coming to visit him.

Then he went to get some side dishes such as mixed algae and fried fish and shrimp, and just chatted with Longzi in this quite quiet place.

"I still remember that when His Highness was still so young, he would ride on my shoulders and play around."

"Has it already grown this big in the blink of an eye?"

"It's really time-consuming. Long Jun's wife is still here."

The old turtle sighed in his heart.

Longzi just responded as usual, and finally asked unintentionally: "Prime Minister Turtle, I have just taken over my father's responsibilities, and I don't know much about some things. When I come to visit you today, I still want to ask you if it rains.

I changed the number when I was there, but what’s the big deal?”

The old turtle drank and was already five points drunk, so he replied: "Ha, there is no problem in that."

"The amount of rainfall is up to the water gods to decide. As long as you don't be too arbitrary, let the dry land become more watery, and let the land with lush water and grass not rain for a year, there will be no big problem."
To be continued...