Lingnan, Song family, Knife Hall.

The sky sword Song Que stood in the hall with his hands facing the nine swords on the wall without moving for a long time.

"The time is here?" Song Que sighed faintly: "One day it will be when the sky knife is unsheathed, although it has been waiting for a long time, this day is still here."

On a small hill outside Luoyang City, a white-clothed scholar staring at the sky with his hands behind his back.

In the sky, a huge war god eagle spread its wings and soared northeastward, soaring straight into the nine heavens and disappearing into the endless blue sky.

"Xi Xin Your daughter has grown up." The white-clothed evil king had a tenderness on his lips. The love that had never appeared before appeared on his face. He stared at the Eagle of War God who had disappeared from the sky and smiled and said, "Look at your baby Xiao Qingxuan, you will bravely pursue her true love. You will no longer be depressed by the shadow between us."

The wind gently blew across the white-clothed Evil King's silk face as gentle as a little hand stroking it.

The evil king in white slowly closed his eyes and said, "I finally had the chance to repay the hatred of the past. If I do this, you will definitely be happy, right?

An unknown temple in the deep mountains.

There was a person sitting cross-legged in the hall.

He sat quietly with the palace gate on his back. He was as quiet as a pool of water or an ancient well without any waves. He just sat quietly and ignored the rotation of the sun and moon in the world. I don’t know how long it took to slowly say softly: “Since the Lord of Fanzhai came to invite him in person, then the old monk will go down the mountain!”

His voice was like rain in the empty mountain and like the quiet and soft stones passing by the Lingxi River.

All listeners have a smooth mind and spirit, just like the mind and body are cleansed by some kind of cleansing, both inside and outside.

There is an incomprehensible calmness and solemnity in the voice. As if once he speaks it, it will be the destined truth in the world or any of his words and ideas will turn into the immortal truth in the world.

"The Heavenly Holy Monk is concerned about the people who sacrifice their own merits and cultivation in exchange for peace in the world. It is the great compassion of the Buddha to enter hell. " Outside the temple, there was a light voice like a river flowing eastward, and then a Buddha's name was proclaimed. " "Xu Ziling, the leader of the Chinese Army, has borrowed the power of the Demon Emperor. He grew up to be a great fang. If he does not subdue him now, he may become a demon king in the world in the future."

"Master Lekong is willing to use the Tongsi Town of the Zen Temple in Jingmin for a hundred years to make him no longer hurt the people and be able to comprehend the Buddhist path. This son's intelligence is a great person, but he is lost and does not know how to return." Master Changshan's voice also sounded and just asked for mercy on behalf of him: "Changshan once met this son without disgusting nature and great goodness. The Heavenly Holy Monk. Please consider Luoyang and its Buddhist studies in its territory, and the people are living and working in peace and contentment, and believe that this son can be lost and know that he is back to the shore~~~~"

"Junior Sister Chang Shan. If you are worried about this, why not follow the Heavenly Holy Monk." The light and free voice said softly: "If you can convince him who has been imprisoned, he will turn back, Kishi Qinghui, who is really happy for your immeasurable merit."

"If the Heavenly Saint Monk is so accurate, he is indeed willing to try to persuade Mr. Xu first. But no matter how good he is, he is just a Buddhist who practices Buddhism, should not have the heart of the mortal world. But perhaps this matter is just a good idea to promote it, so he is willing to try it out. Whether this matter is successful or not, will it be the Buddhist samsara of cause and effect." Master Chang Shan responded in a faint voice.

Under the green pine trees on the Emperor's Peak, there are some stones.

There are almost tens of them on the vertical and horizontal star dots.

The two of them were looking forward to playing chess and they were looking forward to it. However, they were not here, but they were watching a fallen pine cone.

The pine cone fell from the tree and fell between the two people's chessboards. It lay on the battlefield of the chessboard without thinking and was so at ease that it was completely unaware of its arrival that it destroyed a battle between the two armies.

The man on the left is an old man with a tall crown and a wide belt. He has five strands of long beards and has an ancient and simple face and is wearing a generous and generous robe. Sitting upright like a pine tree, it looks like a taller and taller than ordinary people. His body is as tall as a mountain. His body emits a faint Taoist aura and is elegant and elegant, just like the hermit in the world who is accompanying the mountain and enjoys himself with the pine tree as his neighbor.

He was calmly holding his hands and waiting until he stared at the small pine cone in the chessboard, as if he had some realization.

The pair of eyes that were indifferent to the world looked at the pine cone lying quietly on the chessboard, just like looking at the other world that had nothing to do with this world. It seemed that it could be maintained forever in a mysterious level with a huge force and a calm and elegant look. It was frank and sincere and had a little bit of childishness.

His elegant and slender face has a certain kind of demeanor and charm that is almost the most elegant and wise Lu Miaozi can hardly be discussed together.

"Senior Xiang, did you lose or did I lose in this game?" The old man Eguan suddenly smiled slightly and asked with a smile on the chess table.

"Maybe we lost?" The man sitting under the shade of pine sighed softly with a little sadness: "When we think we can quietly play a game of chess and fight for our own victory or defeat, who doesn't know that the real winner is just this little pine cone that destroys our chess."

"We can play chess by ourselves and fight for ourselves." Old Man Eguan laughed.

"Can you?" The man from Songyin shook his head and said, "Unless he abandoned his son, he must lose this game."

"Speaking of this, I think that Mr. Xu is so optimistic about me?" Old Man E asked lightly: "Although Mr. Xu is the real successor of the "Eternal Life Skill" and even has the power of two demon emperors. But he will not be the opponent of the monk. The final stubborn resistance is probably the fall of Comet and the confinement of the Tong Temple without seeing the light of heaven."

"I don't think so." The man at Song Yin waved his hand and said slowly: "The ones supporting him are not only Yin Queen of Yin Gui Sect, but also the Song family's Heavenly Sword and Senior Thunder God, who is strong enough to fight against the Heavenly Monk and will not defeat him."

"It's a pity that we have to insert a foot." The old man Eguan gently picked up a chess piece and said, "This is our destiny."

"Do you have no confidence in dealing with the Sky Sword?" asked the man in Songyin, "How can you be one and a half weaker than his Sky Sword's Nine Styles?"

"So do you have confidence in the face of Senior Thunder God?" Old Man Eguan smiled and asked, "With your authentic heart-sized demon-generating method, I believe that it is not afraid of his God of War Catalogue. We want to be outside the game but want to play chess against chess pieces. Sometimes, it is better to be more free and comfortable than this pine cone."

"Our fate has embarked on the road of no return?" The man under Songyin said in a deep voice: "Senior Thunder God has no intention of murderousness, and is not my enemy."

"So, do you mean the Evil King to Senior?" Old Man Eguan nodded and said, "The Evil King's Immortal Seal Method has a breakthrough and is determined to disrupt the situation of the battle. He and the Heavenly Dao have infinite murderous intentions. It seems that you and I are both doomed."

"You would rather let the Sky Knife kill than fight hard?" Song Yin laughed and said, "You know that he will never hold back."

"Even if you go to Huangquan with Tiandao, can you change the life of the chess piece?" The old man Eguan shook his head slightly and his wise eyes looked up at the sky and said: "If I talk about death in battle, I actually want to die the most in Young Master Xu's hands to pass on my name as the number one master in the Central Plains. I am a Taoist practitioner and hold this name to him, which is really a detriment to the heart of Tao."

"In the battle situation, is it that you and me a small piece of chess piece that you and me think?" The man at Song Yin said lightly: "I am not a person who practices Buddhism and Taoism, but I have seen through it."

"Death is another beginning?" The old man Eguan smiled slightly. He gently picked up a chess piece and shook it with his true energy to shake it into powder and let it fall and scattered on the chessboard. He said: "The chess piece was originally a stone, a quarry, and it started with chess pieces, but now it was destroyed into stone. It was just the end of the chess piece or another beginning."

"It makes sense, but it's best to add the word maybe in front of it." The man from Songyinli laughed and said, "You are just an old and hypocritical man, not an old god!"

"Kill" the Chinese army charged again and they advanced in the lightning thunder in the face of the storm.

Unlike the city guarding at Niangzi Pass, this is completely a Jedi charge.

On the plain, the Chinese army soldiers did not retreat but instead rode horses and charged again and again to the coalition forces formed by the Eastern Turkic Golden Wolf Army and the nomadic tribe. The vanguard general Bai Wenyuan was covered in blood and could not be washed away. He rode the war horse and was also covered in scars, but compared with the wounds on his body, it was far inferior.

In addition to his face, he was slightly intact, Bai Wenyuan's body was stained with blood.

"Who is following me to charge? Who is the man of the Chinese army still has the strength? Fight with me! Fight?" Bai Wenyuan raised his sword and shouted loudly in the thunderbolt.

"Kill!" The Chinese soldiers followed closely behind his horse and shouted and charged forward again towards the enemy formation.

"Whoever dares to keep the soldiers of the Great Xia Army behind will be a coward? The soldiers of the Chinese Army are heroes. Are the soldiers of the Great Xia Army a bear? Fight with me!" Cui Dong, the door god of the Great Xia Army, held two iron-cutting knives and also led the soldiers of the Great Xia Army to charge forward in a loud roar.

"We will fight again, and we will fight all the things?" Liu Heita looked at the old coach Pei Renji standing upright in the rain and said gasping.

"Fight all!" Pei Renji nodded and said, "The soldiers died. The engineers and the personal soldiers died. The generals died. You and I went together. Anyway, we must not let Bi Xuan take a soldier to support Jie Li. This battle in Heita may be a battle of fighting all the best and leaving no vitality for us, but for the world's chess game, we are just a piece.

"I know, but seeing these excellent soldiers all fall here..." Liu Heita sighed slightly, "This time I've fought too much."

"We have no turning back and the enemy is gone." Pei Renji patted Liu Heita on the shoulder and said, "There is only one ending in this world chess game, that is victory. If it weren't for the enemy's victory, we would win."

"The young master will take us to victory. I believe him." Deputy coach Zhang Zhenzhou wiped a handful of rain and said: "We will win~~~~ God is already on our side!"

"This big storm is a helping You for us." Pei Renji shook his head and said, "But it is the biggest test for the young master's navy."
Chapter completed!