Chapter 670: Millennial Bamboo Demon

Bai Hao pondered for a moment, and suddenly said, "Senior, can you tell us about him?" Also, is he from Peach Blossom Island?"

"Well, that's right. ”

The old man was silent for a while, and then said, "Come, let's go there and talk." ”

So saying, the old man walked forward.

"Huh?"

Bai Hao watched the old man walk away, and followed closely. Soon, they came to the depths of the bamboo forest, and a super large spotted bamboo appeared in front of them.

"This is?" Bai Hao said in shock.

"This is my being. The old man said suddenly.

"Ben, ontology?"

Mu Lingling was shocked: "You are actually a demon?"

"Hehe, what's so strange about this, aren't you also a demon?" the old man said.

"This ...... But this, it's so big, how expensive are you this year?" Mu Lingling said in shock.

"I can't remember the specifics, but I think there have been thousands of years anyway. ”

"Thousands of years?!"

Bai Hao and Mu Lingling were shocked, there is a monster with a history of thousands of years, but it is amazing. That strength, no matter how bad it is, is more than the consummation of the Dao realm.

"Then can I ask you, what realm are you in now?" Mu Lingling was bold and asked when she opened her mouth. Bai Hao originally thought that he wouldn't say it, but who knows, the old man was stunned for a moment and then said: "This realm, in the words of you humans, should be the first level of the Tribulation Realm." ”

"Crossing, crossing the Tribulation Realm?"

Bai Hao was dumbfounded, far from expecting that this was actually a Tribulation Realm powerhouse. At this time, Mu Lingling calmed down a lot, and said, "Since you are a powerhouse in the Tribulation Realm, why are you still cowering in the ......?"

"Wait, wait, little girl, can you not use the word shrink?" said the old man suddenly.

"Ugh. ”

Mu Lingling smiled awkwardly when she heard this, and said, "It's me who lost my words." ”

"Huh. ”

The old man said casually, and he didn't mind Mu Lingling's gaffe. After that, he sighed deeply and said, "I just said that I can't spoil the arrangement of my old friend." ”

"Yes, you did. Bai Hao said.

"Actually, this is not completely said, it should be said that I haven't waited for that person yet. ”

The old man looked in the direction of the hut and continued, "My old friend has made a pact with me that he must wait until the person who can break the game appears. ”

"Break the game, what game?" Bai Hao frowned.

"Why, you're interested in giving it a try?" the old man asked without answering.

"Let's talk about it first. Bai Hao said.

"Well, well, I'll tell you about it. ”

"The game laid out by my old friend is called Yitian Chess. A chess game, as the name suggests, is a game on a chessboard. The old man said.

Bai Hao was silent after hearing this.

……

Chess game, he knows how powerful the chess game is. In the chess game, the new compass cloth is unpredictable, and even some masters can take people's lives invisibly.

"Senior, this friend of yours is really amazing. Bai Hao said suddenly.

"Oh, did you find anything?" the old man laughed.

"The name of this chess game is 'Yitian Chess Game', so it must be ......" Bai Hao's words were not said thoroughly, but the old man had lived for thousands of years, and he still didn't know what Bai Hao meant.

"That's amazing!" said the old man.

"I'm not great, I'm not as good as the arranger. Bai Hao said.

"You're not bad. ”

……

Bai Hao and the old man were talking dumb riddles, and Mu Lingling on the side stopped doing it, and snorted in a low voice: "What are you talking about, what is not powerful?"

"Hahaha, you have to ask your seniors. Bai Hao laughed.

"Hahaha. The old man laughed too.

"I ......"

A black line appeared in Mu Lingling's tangled brain, and said, "You can't explain it plainly, what kind of chess game, it's not powerful." ”

"Yitian chess, this name sounds bluffing. Mu Lingling said.

"Bluffing, right?" Bai Hao said.

"Hmm. ”

"What comes to mind when you hear this name?" Bai Hao said.

"I thought of playing chess with the world. ”

"And what else are you asking?"

"I ......"

"No, it's true?" Mu Lingling's eyes widened suddenly, and said, "Even our mansion master doesn't dare to fight with the sky, just rely on a dead man ......"

"Your lord?"

The old man suddenly said, "Where are you from, and who is the lord of the mansion?"

"Ugh. ”

Mu Lingling glanced at Bai Hao, and after seeing him nodding slightly, she said, "I'm from Sang Yue Immortal Mansion at this time." Our lord doesn't have a name, but some people call him Gesang Nu, senior, do you know?"

"Gesang girl?"

The old man frowned deeply, and after a long time, he said, "It turned out to be that girl." ”

"Senior, do you know?" Bai Hao suddenly asked.

"Well, it's a one-sided relationship. ”

The old man looked at Bai Hao as he spoke, and said, "Come on, girl, do you think that a dead person can't fight with the sky?"

"Yes, what else can you do when you die?" Mu Lingling said.

"Huh. ”

The old man sneered, looked at Bai Hao, and said, "Young man, what do you think?"

Bai Hao was silent for a while and said, "I don't think so. ”

"Oh, tell me?" the old man wondered.

"A dead man can't fight with the sky, but that depends on what he did before he died. As long as he did enough to affect the afterlife, then he could do it with the sky. Not the other way around. ”

"Cut, isn't that the same as not saying it. Mu Lingling was slightly disdainful.

But unlike Mu Lingling, the old man nodded with a smile and said, "What you said is a little reasonable, but there is one thing you said is too absolute." Who said that a dead man cannot fight with the heavens?"

"Oh?" Bai Hao looked at him in surprise.

"After ordinary people die, there are still souls, and after some high-level monks die, there may be Jin Dan, Yuan Ying, or even Yuan Shen. And aren't these things the capital of a person after death?" said the old man.

"Senior, are you saying that this friend of yours wants to use the Yuan Shen to fight with the sky?" Bai Hao was shocked.

"Oh no, no, no, it's not. ”

The old man hurriedly denied: "He is not using the Yuan Shen to fight the sky, but using all his Yuan Shen power to arrange a chess game, Yitian Chess Game!"

"He hopes that the latecomers can rely on this to win the world!"

"Why is that?" Bai Hao said.

"I don't know his purpose very well, but he once said that the person who can win the world must be the one who is destined to help me with all my might. The old man said.

"What do you mean, senior, that as long as I win that game of chess, you can help me?" Bai Hao heard the old man's voice.

"Hmm. ”

The old man smiled and nodded.

"Senior, you are really powerful, I haven't said what I'm going to do here, you know. Bai Hao suddenly smiled awkwardly.

Hearing this, the old man burst into laughter again, and said, "Don't look at who I am, I have lived for thousands of years, and I still have this bit of eyesight." ”

"Hmph, what an old fox. Mu Lingling suddenly muttered in a low voice.

"Ling'er, don't be rude. Bai Hao glared slightly and said.

"Hahaha, it's okay, it's okay. ”

"Boy, are you going to try it, or are you ......?"

"Of course you have to try!" Bai Hao said firmly.

"Hahaha, there is guts. ”

The old man burst out laughing.

……

(End of chapter)