Jiang Changan didn't understand why the old man was like this, everything was too abnormal today, and after playing an unprecedented fourth game of chess, the old man had no intention of fighting again, and blindly retreated.

Jiang Changan's chess skills are not weak, he is already the best among the best, and now the old man deliberately let the chess, Jiang Changan is not vain, and he uses all his skills to take advantage of the victory to pursue, head-on, but in half an hour, the overall situation has been decided.

"I won. Jiang Changan said softly, his mind did not follow the victory or defeat of this chess game and the ups and downs, he has played tens of millions of games, and the old man deliberately gave in, winning this game has long become a matter of course.

"Little friends win ......"

Jiang Changan said lightly: "I don't understand, why did the old-timers deliberately let me go down?"

If the old man does not give in at all, I am afraid that his chess skills will have to be cultivated for another twenty years before it is possible to compare, and it is even more impossible to beat the opponent.

But even so, what he wants to get is a real battle, a battle that can fairly divide the winners and losers, although there is no real fairness in this world.

The old man slowly shook off the snow on his body, stood up and walked to the bridge, looking at the vast border of the Divine Mansion, where the purple and red flowers were blooming, which was very different from the cold winter now: "Because, this chess game is not a ...... set up for Xiaoyou"

What does it mean! Jiang Changan was surprised and happy in his heart, surprised that there were other people in the Shenfu Mirror, and happy that this meant that the old man probably knew who the maker of the Shenfu Mirror was.

"The old-timers know who made the Shenfu Mirror?"

The old man smiled and shook his head: "The Divine Mansion is the only one in the heavens and the world, and no one knows the origin so far, but it is said that there are celestial people who picked it up at the right time, and the world in the mirror of the Divine Mansion was originally endless and nothing, but there is more spiritual power than the ancient spiritual power of the mountain, which is really the best place to practice." The celestial who picked up the Shenfu Mirror left an eightfold secret realm in it, and left eight rare treasures to remain in the world, and by chance, it fell into the hands of Xiaoyou. ”

"Who is the celestial who discovered the Divine Mansion Mirror?" Jiang Changan hurriedly asked, just what has been discovered so far - the first secret realm dragon pattern tripod, the second secret realm Bodhi eye, and the third secret realm dragon bone, each of which is not an ordinary thing, what kind of strength does it take to be able to find many treasures?

However, the old man didn't know the answer, so he turned the conversation to Jiang Chang'an's body and asked: "The crack in Xiaoyou's soul is difficult to heal, and if you continue to live for less than three months, what is the best way?"

With a slight finger, the robe on Jiang Chang'an's chest was open to reveal his chest, and the withered area of skin and flesh at the heart area had covered half of his body, and his life was short.

"There is no good strategy, but there is a way to continue life. Jiang Changan sneered, as long as he found the Purple Wing Saint Golden Cicada, everything still had a chance to turn around.

"The old-timers mentioned the Xuanhuang Xianyuan Milk kid last time didn't have a clue, the Founding Ancestor had a great chance, and he was lucky enough to find a jar of Xuanhuang Xianyuan Milk after breaking into an immortal tomb, and the old-timers also said that Xuanhuang Xianyuan Milk could not be reborn, even if it was intact and still had no trace, the huge Shenggu Shenzhou, where should I find it? I'm afraid that even if I found it, my half life would have already become a pile of dry bones......"

"Xiaoyou is too pessimistic, there is a fixed number in the beginning of all things, just today you and I meet here, it is a fixed number, and when the time comes, Xiaoyou will meet. The old man's tone was like that of a fortune teller on the street.

Jiang Chang'an pursed his mouth, the whereabouts of the Creation Ancestor Venerable are so unknown, whether he died or not is a mystery, let alone looking for what he left behind, and even whether the Xuanhuang Immortal Source Milk really exists in history is difficult to say.

"There's one more thing the kid wants to ask the old-timers. ”

"Little friend, please speak. ”

Jiang Changan hesitated for a moment, and said cautiously: "Do the old-timers know each other with the Founding Venerable?"

His heart was pounding, and the old-timers always mentioned this Creation Venerable who founded the Three Chapters and Twelve Realms, and there was always a heartfelt smile on his face when he mentioned these four words, and all kinds of signs showed that the two had a certain connection.

"The old-timers' understanding of the Creation Ancestor is by no means ordinary, and the old-timers are acquainted with the Creation Founding Zun?"

The old man smiled happily: "Acquaintance ......"

He didn't even have the slightest ambiguity, and admitted it bluntly.

Jiang Changan was pleasantly surprised: "That old-timer doesn't know where the First Venerable of Creation has gone? Why do the two generations of demon emperors of the demon clan have inexplicably disappeared? The sages and saints of the human race have also disappeared mysteriously? Where did these powerhouses of the Great Dao of Enlightenment end up in the long river of history?"

The old man's expression was joyless and sad, as light as a breeze: "No one knows." However, after the first deity of creation and transformation visited the road, he did not move for a long time, leaving a sentence. ”

"What is it!" Jiang Changan leaned directly on the chessboard and listened carefully.

The old man wanted to speak and stopped, his face was sad, Jiang Changan hurriedly stood up and saluted: "Please also ask the old man to tell me what the First Venerable of Creation said?"

The old man sighed and said, "'All things are born in nature, and there should be no Tao Law, and there are thousands of ways, and there should be no creation. ’”

Jiang Changan was hit by a blow on the head, stood up tremblingly, his body seemed to be numb and couldn't move, and after a while, he said with difficulty:

"The First Venerable of Creation regrets it! The First Venerable of Creation regrets the creation of the Three Chapters and Twelve Realms!"

The old man's fingers gently flicked the chess pieces, and his eyes were filled with unforgettable sorrow: "Shi Zun expected early on that as soon as this method came out, all the ways would be destroyed, and people thought that they had found the best way to cultivate, which would only make the avenues stagnate, and it was only a matter of time before the era of the end of the Dharma came!"

Jiang Chang said: "In the twilight and dusk, the prosperous scene is barren, the young man here, the old man is dying, this founder who was born in the initial era of the heyday of Taoism, has already seen 100,000 years later!"

The world only knows the twelve realms, and does not hear the sky!

Jiang Chang'an stood in the wind and snow, his heart was desolate, the state of mind of the First Venerable of Creation at that time must have been a hundred times more desolate than he is now, and he thought that he had opened up a Taoist method that everyone could practice, but in the end, he found that it was a shackle that could not be broken for 100,000 years, and a puzzle that could not be broken for 100,000 years!

"Do you have any other questions?"

Jiang Changan thought for a while, then took out the patina that had just arrived and handed it over: "I don't know if the old-timers know about this artifact?"

100,000 years ago, the East Bell was still there, why was Mo Cang sealed in the East Bell? He didn't know anything about this, even Mo Cang didn't say a word on weekdays, but now that he finally met an old man who knew the past, he had to ask carefully.

"This is ......" The old man took the patina and held his palm to observe carefully, and was suddenly shocked: "Dongzhong! Dongzhong fragments! Where did Xiaoyou get this thing?"

Jiang Changan no longer concealed it, and revealed the discovery of the first patina to the fourth patina, except for concealing the matter of Mocang.

"Manipulate the East Bell!" The old man's eyes had never been so wide, and he was shocked, "Since the appearance of the East Bell, even the Extreme Dao Divine Soldiers in the world have already recognized the master, but this East Bell was unruly at that time, and the countless powerhouses of the Ancient Divine Prefecture were helpless, and even the Creation Ancestor had no choice, but why did it shatter? Why are you willing to recognize the little friend after 100,000 years as the master?"

Jiang Changan stretched out his hand and made a move: "Zhong Yue!"

The Taiyi Divine Emperor Bell floated out of his body, fluttering and spinning in the palm of his hand, and the bell made a cordial and pleasant sound, and sensing the existence of the bronze green in the palm of the old man's hand, he was even more excited, the golden light trembled and floated, and he rubbed his arm affectionately from time to time, if it weren't for Jiang Chang'an's control, he would have rushed forward impatiently.

The old man's white eyebrows raised slightly: "No, the breath in this bell is not right, the power is mixed, and it is impure and impure......"

After staring at it for a while, he realized that he was relieved, and said with a smile: "I see, I see, Xiaoyou has mixed other magic weapons into it to form a new bell." ”

The other magic weapons that the old-timers said must be the golden coffin of the Protector of the Cave of Compassion. Jiang Chang'an said: "I have been worried about it, is this a desecration of the things of the ancestors, and it has greatly reduced the power of Dongzhong?"

"Xiaoyou is wrong. ”

"What's wrong?"

Second, if it weren't for Xiaoyou's integration of other magic weapons, it would have been completely eroded and suppressed by the power of the patina at the beginning, and there would be no you and I meeting today, so Xiaoyou can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, so there is today's Divine Clock......"

Jiang Changan is deeply aware of this, and even Mo Cang said from time to time that if it weren't for the golden coffin of the Protector Sect, his body would have been squeezed to death by the original majestic power of patina.

The old man said: "It's just that as more and more patina is forged into it, Xiaoyou's mind is more difficult to suppress, so Xiaoyou remember, don't be impetuous, you must know that there is no shortcut on the road, and don't climb to the sky in one step." ”

"The kid understands. ”