Inclined rain and breeze, fresh vegetation.

The old monk's robe was soaked by the rain, but he didn't realize it, and only focused on the chessboard in front of him.

The one who played against him was a man wearing a lotus crown and a black robe, with the appearance of a young man, but his eyes contained the breath of endless vicissitudes.

"In the dark world, your Ksitigarbha Realm and my ancient divine sect will be involved in this game, but there is no movement at the Tongque Tower. Don't you find it strange?"

The black-robed and lotus-crowned youth twisted a white dagger in his hand and said slowly.

"Not surprisingly."

The old monk said, "No movement is the biggest movement. This game involves a mysterious treasure of chaos. With the style of Tongquelou, you will not stay out of it."

The black-robed lotus-crowned youth smiled and said, "I think so too."

After a long silence, the old monk suddenly said: "It can be confirmed now that Jin Duyi is a chess piece planted in Fangcun Mountain. Fellow Daoist thinks that those lonely ghosts will be scattered in all parts of the world... Do you have the guts to show up?"

The black-robed lotus-crowned youth was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Daoist brother, you are wrong, that Jin Duyi is a descendant of the Guiyuan Taoist Court, and his identity has already been recognized by Qingye."

The old monk raised his eyes and looked at the young man on the opposite side indifferently, but he was actually an old antique who lived in the Shenzhao Ancient Sect for an unknown number of years, and said, "This matter can be hidden from other people, but it will definitely not be hidden from you." Emperor'."

Divine Void Emperor Ancestor!

If this title is heard by the cultivators of the dark world, they are destined to tremble with fear and fear.

The black-robed and lotus-crowned youth smiled disapprovingly: "Brother Dao, why bother with these trivial matters, whether it is Guiyuan Dao Court or Fangcun Mountain, it doesn't matter, the important thing is how to play this game of chess well, so that in the end win."

The old monk was silent for a moment, then said: "All the heavens are going to fight, this game of chess... is not easy to play."

"Then see who can get the best chess move in the end."

The black-robed and lotus-crowned youth laughed secretly.

The old monk's name is "Niekong". Since ancient times, he has been sitting in the ancient sect of Shenzhao, and his Taoism is unfathomable.

The dark world honors it as "the ancestor of Emperor Nikong"!

...

"Aoba,

From today onwards, you will be closed in the mountain gate. "

In Xuanhuang Daoting, deep in the forbidden area, a dull voice sounded.

Emperor Qingye frowned: "Why?"

"Hey, you still don't understand, this time the ancient immortal restricted area is very involved, the undercurrents are surging up and down the heavens, no accident, three months later, there will be a big storm."

That voice sighed, "We already have the Xuanhuang Dao tablet, why are we looking for another chaotic treasure?"

"Even so, why do you want me to retreat?"

Qingye Emperor's brows furrowed even more.

After a long silence, the voice sounded again: "I can only tell you, Jin Duyi has already become the eye of the storm, and when the action in the ancient immortal restricted area ends, no matter whether this son can win the chaotic treasure or not, It doesn't matter anymore."

Qingye Emperor Ancestor narrowed his pupils, vaguely guessing something, and said, "Someone wants to deal with Guiyuan Dao Court?"

"That's right, it's not right, the reason, you'll understand in three months."

That voice carried a trace of rare solemnity, "Remember, in this storm, we, Xuan Huang Dao Ting, must also remain neutral, and must not be involved in it, otherwise, there will be a catastrophe."

Emperor Qingye was silent.

He already had a premonition in his heart that the actions of the ancient immortal forbidden area might be for that chaotic treasure on the bright side, but at the same time, there was also a huge shadow, taking the opportunity to come!

It's just that Emperor Qingye couldn't understand why...

To target Guiyuan Dao Court?

Could it be that the "contest of Taoism" that broke out at the end of Taikoo and the end of ancient times is going to make a comeback in this world?

Last time, Fangcun Mountain was destroyed.

This time, Guiyuan Dao Court will also suffer?

Thinking of this, Emperor Qingye suddenly trembled in his heart.

"I understand."

He spit out four words lightly from his lips, and then turned around and returned to his place of retreat.

...

"The storm is coming..."

On the top of a mountain cliff on an isolated coast, a woman dressed in pink rose cloud-patterned clothes quietly stared at the distant ocean.

Her long black hair was slanted by a hairpin, revealing a beautiful face that was beautiful enough to make the world dim.

She has a slender body, her body is as white as mutton fat jade, and her pair of phoenix eyes with a natural and romantic flavor are as clear as stars.

On the sea, a layer of dark clouds continued to gather like ink, dark and gloomy, depressing people's hearts.

After staring silently for a long time, she stretched out, a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes slightly raised, and said with a light smile: "Senior Brother Park Zhen, hiding for so many years, it seems that there are still people in this world who think that we were defeated in those days. in their hands..."

Silently, a simple-looking, dark-skinned man with a hat on his head appeared on the bank of the cliff like a farmer.

He scratched his head, showed a simple and honest smile, and asked incredulously, "Junior sister, I think you look more pleasing to the eye when you don't pretend to be a man."

Swish!

A sword energy swept past the farmer's ear silently, making his neck shrink in fright, and said with a wry smile: "In an instant, the Dao becomes empty, and the kendo is the most romantic, Junior Sister, if you continue like this, I'm really scared by you to the point where your body is completely broken. It's empty."

The woman, of course Jun Huan, gave Pu Zhen an angry look and said, "Let's go."

"Where?"

Park Jin was startled.

"To disturb the wind and rain."

Jun Huan's graceful figure gradually drifted away.

...

Yunzhou.

Xuanji Daozong.

In the forbidden area of ​​the back mountain, Bo Yazi who was meditating suddenly opened his eyes and saw that a tall figure had appeared not far away.

He wore a wide-sleeved white robe, sparse and unrestrained, with a reassuring smile on the corners of his brows and lips.

"Master!"

Bo Yazi stood up suddenly, with a surprised look on his face.

The person in front of him is Li Xuanwei, the thirteenth descendant of Fangcun Mountain!

"Didn't you always want to walk with me in the heavens, pack up, and I'll take you away."

Li Xuan said with a smile.

Bo Yazi felt an indescribable heat surge in his heart, and blurted out: "Okay!"

But immediately, he realized that something was wrong and said, "Master, did something major happen?"

Li Xuanwei thought for a while and said, "It's not a big deal."

Bo Yazi took a deep breath, his eyes flashed with determination, and said, "Master, no matter how big the matter is, I must fight with you this time."

Li Xuan was slightly dumb: "Don't look like you are going through fire and water, seeing death as home, it's not that time yet."

Bo Yazi said embarrassingly: "Master, please wait a moment, I will arrange the affairs of the sect, and I will go with you."

Li Xuanwei stopped him and said meaningfully: "As long as you are not around, this Xuanji Daoist Sect will have no worries."

Bo Yazi's head buzzed, guessing something, and said with a gloomy face: "Master, did those enemies come to the door again?"

"No, we don't have to hide this time."

Li Xuan corrected with a smile.

...

On the same day that we went to Guxian restricted area.

Up and down the heavens, undercurrents are surging.

Just like an invisible game, the curtain slowly opened!

...

Ancient Immortal Forbidden Area.

Straws of chaotic air like ribbons hang down between the vast mountains and rivers, and the primitive and ancient aura of wild desolation fills the void of heaven and earth.

The mysterious power of the Dao order silently nurtures this unknown world, making everything in the mountains and rivers here show a completely different style from the outside world.

There is a forest with raging flames, rooted in the void, covering the sky, and the mottled shadows are transmitted through the earth.

There is a group of strange fish with wings, cruising in the void, and when their splendid wings flap, they cast a dream-like light.

And on that land, the mountains and mountains are wild and strange in shape. Sometimes there are streams of light flying out, and sometimes there are huge ravines that appear in the depths of the clouds...

Here, bizarre!

When Lin Xun appeared in this world, he was shocked by the scenes he saw in front of him.

Everything in the mountains and rivers here, whether it is a grass, a tree, or a mountain and a stone, contains traces of primitive and ancient avenues.

Even the chaotic aura that pervades the air is different from the outside world, showing an endless boiling vitality.

Take a breath at will, only to feel that the whole body is washed with clear spring water, the body and mind are clear and transparent inside and outside, and the thoughts are open-minded!

"What a miraculous world!"

Lin Xun's black eyes flashed with divine light, and after a brief perception, he found that although the laws of the Dao covered by this world were different from those of the outside world, it did not have any bad influence on his own cultivation.

On the contrary, if you can practice and practice here, you will be able to gain unexpected benefits from your own Taoism!

Undoubtedly, this must be the world where the ancient immortal forbidden area is located, a fierce place that makes people in the emperor realm talk about it.

Click!

Lin Xun's senses glanced around and noticed that there was no abnormality in the nearby area. Just as he was about to leave, there was a sound of broken bones under his feet.

The ground was covered with a thick layer of rotten dead leaves. After Lin Xun cleaned the dead leaves with his toes, a pair of corrupted corpses appeared in the field of vision.

The corpse has been buried here for an unknown number of years, and it has become extremely fragile.

But Lin Xun's heart was stunned, and he sucked in a breath of cold air, because on the side of the corpse, there was a line of dried and black blood on the ground——

"So what if you prove the Tao and become Emperor Zun? It's like a mustard in this place!"

The handwriting is scribbled, but the strokes and strokes are extremely forceful, imprinting on the ground, revealing endless unwillingness and disappointment.

This is the blood book left by an emperor figure before his death, which is shocking.

Lin Xun's mind was tumbling, and when he looked at this strange world again, there was a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

Emperor Realm, how powerful?

But seeing himself as an unbearable mustard, how terrifying is the danger hidden in this ancient immortal forbidden area?

Just thinking about it makes me shudder!

"I don't know where the 'Buzhou Mountain' she saw when Senior Sister Jun Huan came here, and what kind of danger did she encounter before she finally returned?"

Lin Xun's black eyes flashed, and a strange scene appeared in his mind.

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(In order to prevent everyone from waiting too long at night, starting tomorrow, under normal update conditions, Goldfish will try to update the two chapters together.)