Start with Blue Silver Grass

"What are you afraid of? The opponent only has six or seven people at most. Let's go together and see how many he can kill!?"

In the Ming Dynasty world of Zongwu, in the desert of the Western Region, outside the "Stone Forest Cave", a group of dragons were rushing out to break out, and encountered a group of "Tiance Army" guarding the position here.

"The second soul skill, every tree and plant is a weapon!"

The first person to encounter this group of frightened and defeated soldiers was Mo Ji, who was now about to turn twelve due to the speed of time in the world.

Facing more than thirty martial arts masters from this world, and the six comrades in the same team, the closest ones were three to four feet away, Mo Ji made a prompt decision and poured all his twenty-three level soul power into his second soul ring.

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And this soul ring and soul skill obtained from the "Cedar Wood" for more than 800 years did not disappoint Moji.

I saw seven long spears made of 'Cedar Wood Heart', separated from the 'Soul-Breaking Gun' in the hand, with ink stains now thrust out with 70% of the strength, and shot straight towards the front runners who were already close to two feet away.

of enemies.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding~"

Seven or eight clashes of gold and iron sounded in succession, and the attacks of seven 'small soul-breaking guns' were blocked or received by the four martial arts masters with the weapons in their hands.

Unexpectedly, when they were about to attack Moji, the next moment, the 'small soul-breaking guns' beside them that had not yet landed turned into poisonous snakes, entangling and binding several people. In their eagerness, they suddenly

Falling into a helpless place.

Not only that, the place where everyone is located is in a stone forest in the desert of the Western Region. The road for people to walk is already narrow, and the people in front of them blocked the road, which directly caused a martial arts version.

traffic accident.

At this time, Moji's six comrades also rushed over after hearing the warning he issued immediately before his previous attack.

"Good boy!" The soul-level captain flashed past, rushed towards the enemy, and said: "Save some soul power next time, at least there must be room for another blow... Don't worry

!I’ll leave you some ‘combat exploits’ later…”

Deep in the "Stone Forest Cave".

A barefoot elf in red clothes was looking around in what was obviously a living room.

Looking at this weird 'décor' filled with mirrors, he turned around and said to a stunning beauty who was lying on the ground: "In terms of narcissism, you are on par with that person who always says he represents the world..."

"It's a pity that this time she and the 'Tiandao' went to the 'Changbai Mountain Tianchi' to recruit the [Shenshui Palace]... Otherwise, if you two faced each other, hehe~ it should be very interesting...

..”

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Douluo Continent (Parallel World No. 10087), Tiandou City, Mingxuan

"Qinghe, the elephant walks across the field, the horse walks along the sun, and the chariot walks straight across the mountain. What are your thoughts on the several chess games you have played in the past half day?"

"Brother Yi, this small chessboard is like a battlefield. I should always remember that I must not be greedy for victory. I must be slow to enter the game. I abandon my pieces and rush to be first. Ignore the small and go big. The enemy will protect himself. After all, you will have no regrets when you make a move and you will not make a move.

Be careful, you will lose everything."

"Any more?"

"Well... the pawns and the strong generals are all chess pieces. They should be placed in separate positions without using emotions..."

"Not bad!" Lin Yi, whose expression changed little today and seemed a little cold, rarely showed a smile. This relieved the indifferent atmosphere that had been maintained since he said before that "a chess game is like a battlefield, and there is no selfishness on the battlefield."

"Even if he is a small pawn, when he is in the right position, he can still play a role that is not weaker than that of a titled Douluo!"

"But..." Looking at the smile that had just appeared on Xue Qinghe's now immature face, 'Lin Yi' changed the topic and said: "It should be noted that in this chess game, only when the strength of both sides is equal, or similar,

, only then does it make sense..."

"When one side is much stronger than the other, there will no longer be any reason to follow the rules. Direct generalship is the reality..."

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Zhu Xian (Parallel World No. 10010), Kongsang Mountain.

Two days have passed since the bat guano was burned. Thanks to the ashes scattered throughout the mountain range as fertilizer, the previously barren "Kongmulg Mountain" now has a kind of universal wisdom growing all over the mountains and plains.

A blue grass plant that I have never seen before.

I wonder if it is because of the appearance of these lush grasslands that Puzhi and everyone in the [Blood Refining Hall] who thought they were still hiding in the dark felt that there seemed to be a lot more people in this "Kongmulg Mountain"?

"It must be an illusion. It is probably the presence of more vegetation, various insects, snakes, and rats that give people this feeling of vitality..." - Voices from monks with keen spiritual senses.

However, in the eyes of Master Lin Xuan, who has the blue silver grass swaying in the wind under his feet, "Kongsang Mountain" is quite lively at this moment.

Moreover, it will be more lively soon!

"Little brother, could I ask for a bowl of tea to quench my thirst?"

No, when Lin Yi and three others were sitting around drinking tea under the stone pavilion in front of the new stone house built two days ago, a gentle voice sounded from not far away.

The sun was shining right now, but fortunately, from the entrance of the "Wan Bat Ancient Cave" above everyone, a few gusts of cool breeze blew in from time to time, which made Zhang Xiaofan, who had just practiced "Brahma Prajna" for a few days, feel much cooler. When he stood up

When he leaned over to pour tea for Brother Yi and Master Puzhi, his eyes followed the sound.

And Lord Lin Xuan, who was watching this man approaching, also looked at the figure who had been waiting for a long time with his naked eyes.

This is a middle-aged man who is dressed as a scribe. He has thin eyebrows and a square face. His brows look elegant, but his eyes are bright and his forehead is full. However, in this elegance, he has an aura of calmness and authority. He is dressed in a Confucian robe and has a waistband.

There is a lavender jade pendant attached to it, which is exquisite and clear, and has a faint aura of auspiciousness. You can tell at a glance that it is not ordinary.

Judging from the appearance, he is no less than Lin Xuanzhu's prospective father-in-law who is about to take office as the vice president of [Canghui College].

"It's you!" Seeing this man's general wisdom, he exclaimed softly and stood up subconsciously.

"Master..." The middle-aged scribe looked at Puzhi who stood up, nodded gracefully, and said, "Long time no see, how are you doing?"

Hearing this, when Puzhi was about to say something, he noticed Master Lin Xuan next to him who was looking at the uninvited guest with great interest.

So, he put his hands together, whispered the Buddha's name, and said calmly: "Amitabha, thank you for your concern, the poor monk is naturally good..."

"Xiao Fan..." Lin Xuanzhu, who had been looking at him with a smile, said, "Pour this gentleman a cup of tea."

Then, he continued to the middle-aged scribe standing there: "The visitor is a guest. I only have a cup of coarse tea. I hope you won't dislike it..."

"Thank you little brother. It's a blessing to have a bowl of tea when I'm out..."

With that said, the scribe entered the stone pavilion and sat opposite Lin Yi calmly.

He took the tea from Zhang Xiaofan on the left and thanked him with a gentle smile. Then, ignoring the strange look from Puzhi on the right, he calmly began to taste the tea slowly.

For a moment, the stone pavilion was quiet, except for the sound of Zhang Xiaofan adding tea to the three of them and himself from time to time.