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Small courtyard.

A young man kept coughing. He placed a cup of tea on the stone table and said, "Fellow Taoist, this is ridiculous. It seems that my illness will never be cured."

"Dao Injury, breaking through Dao Injury is difficult."

Guiyuan looked at what looked like the combination of Chu Feng, Shi Hao, and Ye Fan in front of him, which was also the source of his Dao Fruit.

That's right.

It was the sick old man. When he threw his last punch, the entire strange plateau came to an end, and its power completely pushed his body onto the sacrificial path.

That is the realm of Taisu.

His body has just entered the realm of Taisu, and his body has also entered the realm of Taisu, but the foundation of this body is much weaker than that of the body.

It is even said that it was completely made with the help of the remnants of the sick old man.

But it is indeed the realm of Tai Su.

It is directly connected to the most distant past, when everything was not born yet. There is only one courtyard here, and there is a sick old man in the courtyard.

"Ahem..."

The sick old man had black blood flowing from his mouth and nose, and there was gray mist surrounding his body. "It's true that the Tao is injured. It was wrong for me to burn myself in order to pursue a realm above the Tao."

Regret, when I listened to Wang Yan, I fell into obsession. "

Guiyuan narrowed his eyes slightly. This sick old man should be similar to oaa, but he was not as lucky as oaa. oaa inexplicably succeeded in breaking through to the eight stars of all realms.

But he didn't.

But it doesn't sound like it's just gambling, it sounds like there's something else going on.

The sick old man must have been feeling aggrieved for a long time. No matter what the purpose was, he just wanted to explain it to outsiders and continued: "The first time I broke through the bottleneck in the dark, it was the upper realm of sacrifice.

I don’t know how much time passed as I continued to practice along the road. I touched the bottleneck again, as if an extremely strong barrier appeared in front of you.

You have used countless methods to sense the existence of that barrier. Do you know that feeling? "

"have no idea……"

Guiyuan shook his head. To be honest, his journey was relatively smooth. The most difficult thing was probably when he first crossed over. At that time, it was like there was a sword of Darkmos hanging above his head. Same as above.

Because he was worried that someone might cut off his limbs at any time.

But it happened that his time was the busiest time for Hongjun, who was responsible for leading the overall situation, and Pan was making arrangements behind his back.

Then with the help of foresight, he can leverage the general trend step by step and completely change his destiny.

After arriving in Hunyuan, he has not encountered any major disasters.

And because of the existence of his heaven-defying understanding, there is no bottleneck for him. His perception of the realm is always ahead of his strength.

The sick old man thought that his experience would be recognized by Guiyuan. When he was born, he also made rapid progress. Only when he reached the sacrifice level did he truly reach the bottleneck.

soon.

He thought of Shen Fei's special power to travel through the world, and said with some envy: "Fellow Taoist, you are really lucky!"

After all, this power that constantly travels through other worlds cannot even reach the realm above the bottleneck that he has already reached halfway.

This ability has little to do with strength, it all depends on luck.

But he quickly smiled calmly.

"Thankfully, my Taoist friend destroyed my future and made me feel something, so I can meet you like this today."

The sick old man looked at Guiyuan and smiled, but his condition was getting worse and worse. Black blood was flowing, the gray fog was getting thicker, and even red hairs began to appear on his body.

But there is finally hope.

It’s Guiyuan.

He already knows that Guiyuan does not exist in this world, and judging from his layout, the three huge worlds that are related to him are actually related to this person.

That is to say, it is clear.

This person has the means to travel through other worlds, and it is not a coincidence, but a specific means. If he can obtain this means, then he will naturally be able to find a way to cure his injuries.

He still has a chance.

The first time Guiyuan saw the sick old man, he knew that this man was full of malice towards him, an extremely pure malice.

If this sick old man was at his peak, he would definitely stay away.

Even when he had not yet broken through, it was impossible for him to face the sick old man directly, but it was obvious that the sick old man now had already suffered irreversible Tao damage due to his breakthrough to the eight stars in all realms.

If Weird Plateau is allowed to continue to sacrifice for countless years, Guiyuan may still need to use some means, but that's it.

If he resorts to various means to treat a sick and elderly person in this situation, then his road will be in vain.

"Since fellow Taoists want to discuss Taoism with me, it seems to be against the rules of guests if I don't come in person."

Having said that, from an unknown distance away, a figure stepped in. There was a figure in the small courtyard, but the original Guiyuan had already fallen behind the figure stepping in.

The two breaths blended together.

Guiyuan sat down at the stone table again, face to face with the sick old man.

"Ahem~"

The sick old man nodded and said with a smile: "Since we are discussing Taoism, we must have the strongest fellow Taoist. Unfortunately, if it were not for the sake of being interfered with, I would not have planned to discuss Taoism with my fellow Taoists."

"Whatever the reason, let's get started."

Say it.

A chessboard appeared in front of them at the same time.

Chess baskets appeared in front of the two.

The sick old man holds the black piece, and the returning man holds the white piece.

It's just that the number of white pieces is less than that of black pieces, but the texture of white pieces looks much better than that of black pieces.

The black pieces look extremely illusory, as if they will be destroyed at any time.

The two pieces make moves at the same time, and there are no rules, only the black and white pieces are strangled in it.

The appearance of the chess pieces is essentially the will of the two.

On the chessboard, the lines are extremely intricate, and time and space are entangled, as if hundreds of universes are fused together.

The past, present, and future are all emerging on the chessboard, and everything that Guiyuan and the sick old man have put on the chessboard.

The many insights of the sick old man from birth to now are strangling Guiyuan's white pieces.

And the experiences that Guiyuan had experienced before, such as him and me, Douluo, Zongwu, Doupo, Yongsheng, etc., are all his resources transformed into white pieces to continuously strangle the black pieces.

In Guiyuan's mind, the Father's person and Sakyamuni's person are constantly flashing, and at the same time, the Yuanshi person, the Supreme person, and the Lingbao person are also flashing.

The blessing is placed on the white pieces, and they keep fighting with the black pieces.

This kind of fighting of wills, Guiyuan has experienced countless times, such as refining spiritual treasures, debating in the world of Yangshen, and refining the way of heaven in other worlds are all fighting of wills.

Although Guiyuan's white pieces are few, they are flexible and changeable. They use the strong to attack the weak, the many to attack the few, and use the weaker world will as a discarded piece, while the stronger ones like Yangshen and the eternal way of heaven are the sharp knife.

For a while.

Even though the sick old man is relatively strong, he is stuck in a stalemate.