The inscription array carried black qi and sank into the back of the stele, the color of the stele body became more dark and black, Qing Ming looked up at this scene, and vaguely seemed to hear a sigh from the Fang Tian stele, and then saw the black stele heading towards the oasis, and suddenly disappeared into the jungle.

At this moment, the whole world has undergone great changes, the originally comprehensive and staggered ravines slowly closed, the earth is covered with sand again, the four huge black and white chess pieces are gone, everything has changed back to its original appearance, the only difference is that there is a human skeleton in the yellow sand.

Qing Ming walked to the side of the skeleton, looked at the skeleton that had fallen apart, and a sad feeling rose in his heart, presumably this person must have been a peerless powerhouse in his life, but when did he fall to such a point. Qing Ming gathered the broken bones together piece by piece, and no matter what, he must bury these bones in the ground.

Just as Qing Ming finished cleaning up the bones, he noticed that something was coming out from under the yellow sand covered by the bones. Qing Ming dug it out and saw that it was the chessboard of the five pieces, the five black and white chess pieces were still in the original place, the chess pieces and the chessboard seemed to be connected as one, no matter how others dumped them, they could not shake off the five chess pieces.

The chessboard in front of him seems to be small, but it is a big killer, he almost fell into it just now, heaven and earth are chess games, and all living beings are chess pieces, and the feeling of being in the hands of the chess player makes him feel terrible.

If he wants to be a chess player, he must not only control his own destiny, but also the fate of others.

As if knowing what Qing Ming was thinking, the white bones gathered together by Qing Ming suddenly moved a few times, which made Qing Ming break out in a cold sweat.

Qing Ming remembered that he was helpless to be chased by this skeleton just now, if he did it again, he didn't dare to guarantee that the Fang Tian Monument would come again, and whether he would be so lucky to pick up a life again.

I saw those white bones suspended in the air, and some white bone marrow escaped from the surface of each white bone, and these bone marrow floated in the air, gradually gathering together. Qing Ming didn't know what would happen next, so he could only stay three feet away from this skeleton.

After a few breaths, those bone marrow seemed to have been gathered, and gradually formed a human form in the air, and the willfulness became clearer and clearer, and in the end, it was completely the appearance of an old man with gray hair. Qing Ming looked at the old man, and the old man was also looking at him, and the old man was smiling and looking extremely kind.

"Little friend, I want to thank you this time! You saved me!" the old man said with a smile as he looked at Qing Ming.

Qing Ming looked around and found that there was no one else, so he pointed to himself with one hand and said, "Did the senior mean me?"

I saw that the old man nodded, Qing Ming was even more puzzled, he looked at the old man formed by the bone marrow emanating from these white bones, and he did not feel the panic and uneasiness he felt before, but his mood was peaceful at the moment.

He knew that the old man in front of him was very likely to be the owner of this white bone before his death.

The old man seemed to see through Qing Ming's thoughts, touched his beard with one hand, and said with a smile: "You must have a lot of doubts, right?"

Qing Ming nodded.

"But I'm running out of time to answer your questions one by one. The reason why you saved me is because you entered my world, this world is me, I am this world, and the place where you are is the inside of this chessboard!" After the old man finished speaking, he went to the chessboard in the yellow sand, and in the blink of an eye, the chessboard appeared in his hand.

Qing Ming was shocked, he didn't expect that there was such a space of its own world in the chessboard, and what made him even more shocked was that he was now in this space.

"It's been so old that I don't remember how long I've been around. That battle should have been a long time......" The old man said this, falling into a memory, and after a while, he looked at Qing Ming again and said, "My body is this chessboard, so I am a chess spirit"

Speaking of which, the figure of the old man became illusory.

"You have caused the demon that exists in me, so that I can be freed, and I have nothing to repay you, so I will give you a gift!"

After the old man finished speaking, he stretched out his hand a little, and then a spiritual light entered Qing Ming's mind.

"Though I have left nothing, when I can give you this piece of heaven and earth, I have linked the imprint of this chessboard to your soul. That aura contains some formations, and as for how far you can reach in the future, it's up to your own creation!"

After the old man finished speaking, his figure became more illusory, and at this moment, he saw the cyan sword in Qing Ming's hand. The old man stretched out his hand and waved, and the Qing Ming Sword broke away from the Qing Ming's palm and levitated towards the old man.

"Isn't this Xiaoqing?" the old man looked surprised.

The Qing Ying Sword emitted a blue light, and it did not reject the old man in front of him, but the old man's breath made him feel a sense of familiarity, so the blade made a buzzing sound.

"It seems that you have not been able to avoid the disaster of the year, your consciousness has been destroyed, and only some spiritual consciousness remains, but unfortunately I don't have time to help you heal your injuries!" the old man sighed.

The old man immediately looked at Qing Ming, the corners of his mouth showed a trace of imperceptible curvature, and then returned the Qing Ming Sword to his hand.

The figure of the old man finally turned a faint transparent color, he turned his head to look at the oasis not far away and said, "Old friend, I am one step ahead"

Qing Ming knew that he was talking to the Fang Tian Monument, but there was not the slightest movement on the Oasis.

The old man looked at Qing Ming again and said, "Why do we meet is fate, there is only so much I can do for you, and you have to go on your own in the future."

Qing Ming looked at the face of the kind old man in front of him, and bowed deeply three times to show his respect for the old man. He looked up at the old man, who had disappeared into the void.

"Heaven and earth are the game, all living beings are chess, the game is alive, and the game is destroyed and ......the chess is dead."

The voice of the old man came from the sky, and finally it completely dissipated with the breeze between heaven and earth.

Qing Ming packed up the old man's bones, he needed to bury them in the center of this oasis. When he came to the black stele, Qing Ming could feel the sadness of the stele, this time it was no longer as weird as before, but purely turned into an ancient and vicissitudes of the stele.

Qing Ming decided to bury the old man's bones next to the stone tablet, and after everything was done, he headed towards the depths of the oasis, all he needed to do was to try to get out, he couldn't be trapped here for the rest of his life.

Two days later, after Qing Ming learned about the use of the chessboard through the things left by the chess spirit, he came out of this space smoothly. When he opened his eyes again, the familiar cave was still in front of him.

It's just that the only difference is that the chessboard in the center of the cave is gone, and Qing Ming has been exposed to the sea of divine consciousness, and the reason why he can put the chessboard into the sea of divine consciousness is because the chess spirit has connected the soul imprint of Qing Ming with the chessboard, which is equivalent to becoming a part of Qing Ming's body.

Although the sea of divine consciousness he opened up was not large, it was more than enough to store such a small chessboard.