Shrouded in clouds and mist, this place seems to be a fairy mountain.

In a pavilion, there was an old man in a white robe, who felt like a fairy. There is a game of Go in front of him, and white seems to be at a stalemate. The old man twisted a white child in his right hand and hesitated.

Suddenly, the space beside him rippled like ripples, and an old man in a dark robe slowly walked out of the ripples.

The white-robed man did not move at all, as if the old man in the robe did not appear, and the old man in the robe also stared at the chess game and was silent for a long time.

It seemed that after a tea time, the old man in the Xuanrobe spoke: "Baizi has entered a stalemate, just like the greedy world, what is the senior brother still thinking about?" ”

The white-robed man finally put the white son into the chessboard: "How about this one?" ”

Xuanpao said: "Although there is a glimmer of life, it is too weak and can be stifled at any time." ”

The white-robed humane: "Maybe because of the so-called greed of the second junior brother, this son can turn the tide." ”

Xuanpao said: "Senior brother is too kind, right? ”

The white-robed humane: "Maybe I'm too kind, but after all, it's the third junior brother・・・・・・

Perhaps it was the mention of pain, and a trace of grief finally appeared on the faces of the white-robed man and the Xuan-robed man.

The white-robed man said: "Give this son a chance, just take it as a comfort to the third junior brother." If I don't repent again, I will join forces with my second junior brother to reverse yin and yang and reshape the universe. ”;