Wan Feibai followed Bai Qianqian and others into the ethereal hall, but saw that the outside of the hall was magnificent, but the hall was simple and unpretentious, only there was a big chair of ancient sandalwood in the high place, but there was no one on it, only two old men sat on the old mahogany chair below to play against each other.

An old man with a full head of hair, fairy wind and bones, was staring at the chessboard with his eyebrows, and saw a few people coming in just glanced at it and quickly looked down at the chessboard, but his demeanor made Wan Feibai look at it with admiration, while the other old man was full of black silk, wearing a black cloth coat, although he was sitting, he was a little shorter than a normal person, his face was ugly, and his face was full of wrinkles but his face was full of smiles.

Wan Feibai expected that the former must be the master of this green palace and the master of his father's lineage, and he wanted to meet him while his heart was surging, but Elder Su Bai Qianqian and the others did not speak, but just watched the two play intently.

Wan Feibai was helpless, but he had to endure his excitement and waited quietly for a cup of tea, but the two of them still forgot about themselves, until the black-haired old man shouted loudly, not counting, just before my old eyes were dizzy, I didn't see the wrong move, and immediately regretted the chess after shouting, how could the white-haired old man do what he wanted, the white sleeves waved, and suddenly the chessboard shook, but the chess pieces did not spill one.

The old man in black didn't know why, the person didn't move, but the wind came quickly, and a golden light sprinkled straight down the chessboard, but he saw the chessboard on the table of the two moving around.

Inside the palace, the room is full of golden light.

Wan Fei didn't dare to come out, even if he was absurd for more than ten years, he knew that these two people were profound, and they were fighting at the moment, but when they saw that the room was dark for a moment, and the day was restored for a moment, the room was full of streamers, and the mood was rippling again, but if he had half of these two people's cultivation, why would he let his family fall like this?

Peeked in, but saw that the other three had already found a chair to sit down, An Zhiru picked up the teacup and drank tea, without looking at the fighting methods of the two, and seemed to be accustomed to the scene in front of him, Wan Feibai was surprised and couldn't help but continue to observe.

At this moment, I saw the two of them sitting in a flat boat, and the chessboard was suspended above the nine heavens, like a sharp sword straight into the sky, and like a sweet rain straight down to face the river, the river was instantly pressed down thousands of zhang.

Wan Fei's white eyes didn't blink, staring at what he saw in front of him, and saw a rain of swords coming, like a small drop of raindrop, so powerful that he couldn't avoid it.

Suddenly, a large golden hand seemed to tear from the surface of the water, and pushed him away, until he sat firmly on the chair, and the scene in front of him returned to normal, and the two old men were still sitting firmly in the ethereal hall.

It was as if it had never happened at all.

Senior brother, you lost again.

A hundred years of meditation in the palace, a lifetime of mortal dust, you have not forgotten your so-called justice, a hundred years of repentance of the master's tablet, deeply invaded by the desert wind and sand, and suffering from the pain of tarsal nails every day, can't you stop your so-called inner nature?

At the beginning, I tried my best to prevent you from taking on the palace master of the desert palace, and I was afraid that I would go through another big change, but now for a boy who doesn't know the origin, you are willing to bear the pain of the tarsal bones for another ten years, is it still worth it?

After the white-haired old man in white finished speaking, he stood up and looked condescendingly at the black-haired old man in black, who was half shorter than himself.

The black-haired old man also stood up and said with a smile: Heaven is a good reincarnation, I have been nailed by my master for a hundred years, and it is only ten years, what is it?

Ten years later, I am a good man again, I said senior brother, you have lived for more than 500 years, and you are about to be scattered into the desert, you eat radishes every day and worry about it, now I am the palace master, although you are entrusted by the master, I am also willing to listen to your words, this bone nail plus ten years of invasion I also admit it, just put away your bullshit, ruthless is ruthless, what does nothing comes, what follows the way of heaven, only govern one side and don't talk to me, hehe, I can't listen to it at all.

The old man in white swept his eyes over the few people in front of him, shifted his gaze to Wan Feibai's face, only glanced at it, then stopped looking, and walked out of the hall with a hateful flick of his sleeves.

Wan Feibai experienced the changes just now, and listened to the words of the two, knowing that the old man in white didn't like him, although he didn't dare to agree with what the old man did, he also knew that the old man in white had a very high status in this palace, and he didn't dare to offend rashly.

Knowing that he was rescued by the old man in black just now, and causing the old man in black to suffer for another ten years, he was very sorry in his heart, but he knew from what the two of them had just said that this was the palace master, and he knelt down in front of the old man at the moment.

Who knew that the old man in black saw him kneeling like a mouse seeing a cat, so he hid behind Elder Su and poked his head out, Lao Su, Lao Su, this kid is scary, kick him up, it's not a brother, I kneel and let me break my life, I only lived four hundred and eighty years old, and I want to live one hundred and eight more years-----

Seeing Wan Feibai looking at himself, he was suddenly aggrieved and pursed his mouth full of beard. It's funny and funny to watch.

Wan Feibai's heart was pounding when he was still nervous, and he couldn't help but feel sorry when he saw the old man so much like a child, and because he had just rescued him, his heart was full of gratitude, since the accident in his hometown of Jialan City to the present, he has gone through a lot of hardships, although the old man's appearance is ugly and terrifying, but it is full of intimacy for him.

Palace master, thank you, the boy is grateful, I came from Baishan Heishui Jialan City, with a deep hatred of blood and sea, I want to worship my subordinates, if I can learn half of your talent, it is enough to comfort my parents in the spirit of the sky, my father is ten thousand souls, it is the line of your sect, but because of the competition with others kung fu hurt the vitality, was taken advantage of by the tiger bone one-horned king, and finally died tragically, and thousands of people in my Jialan City were also eaten in the belly......

Whining......

It's good that you are a boy of ten thousand, you don't have a long life, and you have wasted ten years of bitterness I have suffered for you...... Whining!

Wan Feibai was shocked, and when he looked up, he saw the old man in front of him crying with snot and tears, it sounded that his father had also received the favor of the old man, it was from the same sect, he was mixed with joy and sorrow for a while, and was about to comfort the old man, but he was reprimanded by the old man.

Cry a fart! That 10,000 boy has no skills, and he can't bear the years in this desert, he deserves to have this catastrophe.

You have come here to be wrong, quickly, you will go wherever you come from, and you will not be much better than your father's virtues. Go, go!

didn't give Wan Feibai a chance to answer, and ran away without a trace.

Alas, I think that your father also begged to learn art here, and the palace master was entangled by him, so he was admitted to the door, but he had a good foundation, and he was about to leave the sect after more than ten years of study, for this, the palace master suffered for ten more years, your father, you ...... Alas!

Elder Su sighed and paced away.

Bai Qianqian looked at Wan Feibai, wanted to speak and stopped, and finally sighed and left with Ouyang.

Wan Feibai didn't know what happened back then, but after seeing the sect's temperament, how could he leave like this?

The heart is firm and stable as a rock.