Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

"It's that person just now... He, isn't he already dead?!"

Seeing the burly figure walking out of the pavilion, the monks behind Wang Yan were astonished and their hair stood on end!

I just felt like my head was in a daze all of a sudden!

Even some timid monks have instinctively fled.

Only Wang Ba and a few monks, despite their trembling hearts, still managed to keep their spirits up and quickly noticed something unusual:

"That's not right... He doesn't seem to have seen us!"

The big man happily ran into the mist and disappeared very quickly.

During the whole process, he turned a blind eye to everyone under his nose.

Yu Wuhen, who was beside Wang Ba, suddenly reacted and said in surprise:

"It's an afterimage!"

Wang Yan slowly withdrew his eyes that were always looking at the big man named 'Dahuang', nodded slightly, and confirmed Yu Wuhen's guess:

"The rules here are unique, and it seems that a certain scene that happened here in the past has been preserved... Let's go over and have a look."

He was always cautious, but in this seemingly extremely dangerous place, he kept walking at the front. As he spoke, he had already taken steps and walked cautiously towards the pavilion first.

Some of the monks behind him who were originally quite courageous were hesitant.

However, seeing Wang Hao and the few people following Wang Hao also walking over, they quickly quickened their pace to keep up.

They were not far from the pavilion. Wang Hao only walked about ten steps before he finally saw the figure in the pavilion.

The mist is faint, and the figure in the pavilion is looming.

Due to the angle, he only saw a figure in a white robe, sitting on a stone bench with her back facing him.

Even though he knew that the people in the pavilion were no longer there and that this place was just an afterimage, Wang Yan still couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

If he guessed correctly, the people playing chess in the pavilion in front of him were two immortals!

My heart couldn't help but mention it.

But I heard the chess pieces falling on the chessboard, making crisp 'pop' and 'pop' sounds.

The voices of the two people who had just spoken were heard again, but they were clearer:

"... What Brother Lu just said, the young monk feels that is not necessarily the case. Manpower is limited, but there will always be omissions. Just like there are always exceptions in the world, that is, like Buddhism, looking at the sutras and annotations left by the Buddhas of the past generations, if you follow the rules, there will be no exceptions. Despite this, the young monk feels that besides Buddhism, there should be another wonderful method..."

‘Pop’.

One child fell.

"Haha, there are thousands and thousands of ways in the world sea. Who can be right and who can be wrong? Brother Tibo created another Buddhist Dharma and was banished to the lower world. He has great fortune and great vows. Lu is far behind, nor can he. Dare to say anything, I just hope that this trip will be successful and return to the 'Chen Palace'... Haha, let's just talk about this situation today and nothing else."

There was a slight silence in the pavilion, and then the voice sounded slowly, but no disappointment or other emotions could be heard:

"Haha, yes, the young monk thought of something, so he was a little confused... But as long as black and white are on this chessboard, they will always encounter each other. Either the black will eat the white, or the white will eat the black, even if you and I can't bear it. , but when the time comes, you should still make a move.”

Snap!

The chess pieces fall onto the board.

Then the fingers gently picked up the chess pieces one by one, and put them into the chess holder (same sound as "like"), making a clattering sound.

Wang Ba stood outside the pavilion. Even if he didn't see the scene clearly, all the sounds had already constructed the corresponding scene in his mind.

He finally couldn't help it, and took two more steps towards the pavilion, adjusting his angle and looking directly into the pavilion.

At this moment, he finally saw the scene in the pavilion clearly.

A monk in yellow clothes with his bare chest and abdomen, a plump and generous face, placed his chin on the stone table with one hand without any image, and held a sunspot in his other hand, rubbing it gently and unconsciously.

On the opposite side, a middle-aged monk with white robes and black hair, an angular profile, and a handsome figure as handsome as a banished immortal, held a white man in his hand and frowned at the stone table in front of him.

"Tibur...is this the great monk?"

"So, this immortal named Lu is the owner of Lu Garden?"

Wang Hao's thoughts changed rapidly.

Then he subconsciously looked at the chessboard between the two of them.

However, when he saw it, he couldn't help but be stunned.

On the stone table, where is the chessboard?

There are dots of stars on it, and the Taoist thoughts are flowing. It is clearly a boundary sea that contains a series of boundary areas!

He couldn't help but look at the hands of the two men, and then he was shocked to discover that where were the chess pieces, they were clearly in their respective realms!

But in the hands of the two of them, they were just like chess pieces.

Use the boundary sea as the chessboard and the boundary as the chess pieces!

Can an immortal... have such terrifying methods? !

Wang Ba was shocked!

He had no idea how powerful the immortals were, but he vaguely felt that the immortals named Tibo and Lu in front of him were by no means simple figures among the immortals.

But at this moment, he couldn't help but have a question in his heart.

What is it that requires the two immortals to come down from the second sea of ​​​​realm in person?

And if his guess is correct, these two immortals are undoubtedly the ones who fought in the first place, which eventually led to the formation of the Sea of ​​Chaos.

But what could happen that would make the two of them end up with one injured and the other dead?

It even destroyed countless realms, and finally formed this prison-like sea of ​​realm chaos, as well as the immortal land they encountered before?

This question lingered in his mind, making him subconsciously prick up his ears.

The middle-aged man in white robe frowned and looked at the 'chessboard' in front of him, as if he had encountered some difficult problem and was undecided.

But the great monk in yellow clothes opposite did not urge him. He fiddled with the chess pieces with one hand and just whispered:

"Brother Lu, there is no need to rush to solve this game. The young monk is not here to win, but just to hone his skills."

The middle-aged man in white robe changed his previous modesty and said with a soft smile:

"Didn't Brother Tibo just say that when black and white pieces enter the chess game, they can't help it. Either the black piece eats the white piece, or the white piece eats the black piece. The black piece doesn't want to win, but it has to win. The white piece doesn't want to Even if you get involved, you still have to win...then we can only see who is better."

The great monk in yellow shook his head slightly:

"Bai Zi is afraid that his chances of winning are not high today."

The middle-aged man in white robe said calmly:

"Then don't rush for a moment... As far as you and I are concerned, tens of millions of years are just a moment. There will be a time to make a move and to collect it."

The great monk in yellow was silent for a moment, then asked:

"Then where will this son of Brother Lu end up?"

The middle-aged man in white robe was slightly silent.

Wang Ba, who was standing outside the pavilion, couldn't help but subconsciously stare at the middle-aged man in white robe. He had a faint feeling that maybe he was about to hear a big secret.

However, in his shocked eyes, the middle-aged man in white robe slowly turned his head.

Revealing an extremely handsome face.

But at this moment, Wang Hao felt cold all over and suddenly froze!

Obviously this is an afterimage left here countless thousands of years ago.

It was obvious that the two of them were separated by countless millions of years and in two different time and space.

But these pair of brilliant, shining golden double eyes did not shift at all, as if they had already seen him, looking straight at him!

Eye to eye!

There was no magic or mystery in the golden eyes, only endless depth, which seemed to penetrate all his secrets!

This glance seems to have spanned countless thousands of years!

"He, he is alive?!"

Wang Ba's heart was shocked!

However, the moment this thought arose, the figures of the great monk in yellow and the middle-aged man in white robes in front of him slowly dimmed, and then disappeared silently...

‘Pop’!

The crisp sound of chess pieces falling onto the board suddenly woke Wang Ba up.

He quickly raised his head and looked around the pavilion.

It was deserted and empty.

The scene just now was like a dream.

But where can I see the figures of those two immortals?

He subconsciously stepped forward quickly. The stone table that originally held countless realms of the Boundary Sea was now silent on the dark and mottled table. His hand was cold, but it was just an ordinary hard stone, not even a spiritual material.

With a light touch, it suddenly shattered into powder.

In Wang Ba's heart, he couldn't help but think of those golden double eyes again, and he couldn't calm down at all!

The moment he saw those double pupils, he completely understood.

Countless thousands of years ago, among the two immortals who died and were injured, the one who died was the immortal named Lu.

And in the Immortal Land, the white mist turned from flesh and blood, the bone seeds turned from bone marrow, and the massive amount of immortal blood... all belong to this immortal named Lu!

"Luozi... was the last look that the Immortal named Lu looked at me a coincidence, or... the previous 'Big Yellow' also looked at me before it completely dissipated..."

He couldn't help but have a rare self-doubt in his heart:

"So, am I his pawn?!"

"No...no!"

"No way I am."

He suddenly thought of something and immediately rejected this guess.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed something and turned around to look behind him, only to see Chen Xuan standing outside the pavilion with a bewildered expression. Behind him stood King Wu Yuan and Yu Wuhen, looking at him worriedly.

Wang Hao glanced at Chen Xuan, his heart slightly condensed.

He walked out of the pavilion and shook his head slightly:

"Nothing good."

The surrounding outsider monks also saw the situation inside the pavilion, but they still reluctantly went forward to search, and even put away the tiles on the pavilion.

However, Wang Ba did not stay. He led several people across the pavilion and walked towards the pavilion not far away.

Although Yu Wuhen looked cold, he also whispered with concern:

"What happened to you just now? You stood outside this pavilion for a while, and then suddenly broke in. We were worried that you were in danger."

Wang Hao shook his head slightly and whispered as he walked:

"I just heard the sound of chess being played in this pavilion, so I went over to take a look."

"The sound of chess playing?"

Yu Wuhen looked confused:

"No way, why didn't we hear it?"

"Didn't you hear that?"

Wang Ba paused and looked at Yu Wuhen in surprise, and then looked at Yu Yu, the Ghost King, Wu Yuan King and Chen Xuan:

"What about you? You didn't hear it either? Did you just see the two immortals sitting inside playing chess?"

Yu Yu and the Ghoul Ghost King both shook their heads and looked at Wang Ba with surprise on their faces.

Chen Xuan also shook his head after a slight hesitation.

Wang Hao glanced at Chen Xuan again, and then couldn't help but frown.

He couldn't have seen it wrong, let alone his imagination.

Only at this moment, King Wuyu nodded slightly:

"I... saw it too."

Then the two hands made gestures like playing chess.

Wang Hao nodded immediately:

"Not bad! That's it...you really didn't see anything?"

Yu Wuhen, Yu Yu and others all nodded.

This time, Chen Xuan remained silent and nodded imperceptibly.

Wang Ba narrowed his eyes slightly.

At this moment, Yu Wuhen also noticed Chen Xuan's abnormality and whispered to Wang Ba:

"There is something wrong with this Chen Xuan."

Wang Ba nodded slightly without leaving a trace.

Glancing behind, those cultivators from outside the realm were still looting the pavilion unwillingly, but Li Zhongping and Lu Shifu, the two seriously injured people, had already rushed towards him with cultivators from the other two realms, obviously afraid that Wang Ba would take away all the good things.

After thinking about it, he looked at Chen Xuan and said in a low voice:

"Fellow Daoist Chen, can you still sense the exact location of your clone now?"

Chen Xuan was silent for a while, raised his hand and pointed to the direction of the three T-shaped houses, licked his lips, and said in a slightly dry voice:

"If my sense is correct, it should be there."

This time, the Ghost King frowned slightly, and even Yu Yu reacted a little, blurting out:

"If this place is really the residence of the immortals, it would be strange, why is your clone here?"

Before, the cultivators from the outer world and the Jade Pot World and the Double Body World spent a lot of innate Dao treasures to finally open the restriction of the gate, which shows that it is not easy to enter here, but Chen Xuan's clone appeared here, just because of the rules of Dahai City, even Yu Yu didn't believe it.

Chen Xuan was silent again, and then reluctantly said:

"It will take a while to explain the reason, but fellow Taoists, please rest assured, I swear to the sea of ​​boundaries that I will never do anything bad to fellow Taoists, otherwise my true spirit will collapse and there will be no afterlife!"

The poison of this oath made Wang Ba and others change their expressions slightly.

For cultivators like them, as long as the true spirit is not ignorant, they can naturally retain a hope.

And if the true spirit collapses, there will be no such person in the world. Unless the entire sea of ​​boundaries is turned upside down, it is impossible to revive and reincarnate.

So Yu Yu couldn't help but shut his mouth.

But he still couldn't help asking:

"You are not the reincarnation of an immortal, right?"

Chen Xuan shook his head hurriedly.

"He is not."

Wang Ba suddenly said.

Yu Yu and others looked at Wang Ba in confusion, wondering why he was so sure.

Chen Xuan also looked at Wang Ba in astonishment.

Wang Ba did not say anything more, but just looked at the pavilion not far away and whispered:

"Let's go, take a look first, since we are here, we can't go back empty-handed."

As the saying goes, if you don't take what God gives you, you will suffer the consequences.

Now in this Lu Garden, Li Zhongping, Lu Shifu and others have been injured, and the cultivators from outside the world have also suffered heavy losses. Except for his Yuanshen being a little tired, he has no other losses. It is their home court.

Just now, in order not to delay, he was too lazy to collect things along the way, but if he encounters a suitable treasure next time, he will not waste it.

Before he got close, he had already heard a melodious piano sound.

This time, he deliberately asked a few people again, and after confirming that several people had heard it, he finally walked slowly into this pavilion with ventilation on all sides. (End of this chapter)