At the foot of Lingshan Mountain, one of the nine prefectures in the Lanjie world, in a somewhat dilapidated Zen courtyard, a fat monk in a plain robe twisted a Buddhist bead while playing against a white-clothed young man with a cold face.

"Has the Divine Monarch figured it out?"

The black and white chess game is hung on the bluestone table between the two, surrounded by fairy mist, birds singing and flowers.

"Now that the world is in turmoil, the catastrophe is coming, this monarch is just doing what he can!"

A black child appeared out of thin air in the middle of the slender knuckles of the young man in white, and as soon as the knuckles were straightened, they fell on the chess cloth, and the lonely and realized voice was a little colder than this black and white chess game.

"100,000 years of cultivation, is the Divine Monarch really willing to do it?"

The fat monk stroked his white beard, smiled a little meaningfully, and casually pointed to the chess cloth, and a delicate white son ignored the encirclement of the sunspots, and indifferently landed in the blank space in the corner.

"What's so reluctant about this. ”

The cold voice rose again, and the black son in the hands of the young man in white also learned from the white son, fell in the corner of the chess game, and gave up the low-hanging fruit.

"The Divine Monarch is worthy of being an ancient god, and the poor monk is really ashamed of himself!"

The fat monk stroked his beard, and with a casual finger, the white son also fell in another corner.

"Why did the master say this? What the master has realized is the way of heaven and earth, and even the one on the Lingshan Hall is afraid that it is not half as good as the master. ”

"When will the Divine Monarch return?"

"There will be a time!" The young man in white didn't mind the fat monk's abrupt change of topic, and his voice was always light and cold.

"Very good, very good. The fat monk stroked his beard again, and with a finger of his hand, the white son fell in the middle of the chess game.

The original black and white of this chess game unconsciously turned into white and black......

"Chengtian Sword Venerable" Chapter 7 Yin Tang is black is hitting in his hand, please wait a while,

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