Although Ye Fan was already angry, and his sound was like a mosquito's chirping, the old man still heard it clearly, and sneered: "When is the life of a waste of the Six Realms worth a heroic qi?"

However, the old man said so, but he didn't think much about it, so he nodded and said, "But in business, if you lose money, you will make money, I agreed." ”

He stretched out his palm and bent it slightly, took Haoran Qi into his arms, and then sneered: "The life of this waste will be given to you, but I have come all the way to this place where birds don't shit, so I have to charge some interest, and he used the right hand of the sword, so don't stay." ”

The old man waved his palm slightly.

Liu Xiujie, who was desperately struggling to get up, burst out of his right shoulder with a column of blood, and his entire arm was cut off by the roots.

Liu Xiujie couldn't hold back any longer, let out a cry of pain, and the whole person fell to the ground, and he didn't even have the strength to struggle.

The old man turned his head to look at Ye Fan and said with a smile: "Is there any treasure that can exchange your own life?" Say it in advance, my vision is very high, if the treasure you can take out is not worth this wisp of Haoran Qi, it will not work." ”

Ye Fan sat on the stone wall of the valley, as if he had become a bloody man, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

The old man waited for a moment and asked, "Have you thought about it?"

Ye Fan lowered his head, squeezed out a smile, and said vaguely: "I'm sorry, I can't continue to let you play tricks, just run if you can, find someone with a longer life to be the master when the time comes, don't be like me." ”

The old man narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "A natal flying sword that doesn't know the depth, a jade plate storage, and a magic robe that has been abolished, it's a pity, adding it together is not enough to change your life." ”

This is the most recent time that Ye Fan has received death since he was born.

He trembled and stretched out his hand, tore off the jade plate on his waist, and held it in the palm of his hand, wanting to pinch and explode the storage object engraved with the word "Fan".

He just thought that even if he died, he couldn't let this jade plate be touched by others.

It's just that he was seriously injured, and he didn't have the slightest strength to destroy this jade plate.

Ye Fan shed two lines of tears, feeling so powerless and aggrieved for the first time.

He didn't pay attention to Ye Roujia's hoarse voice in the sea of knowledge, and he didn't pay attention to the murderous aura that Jiu Xiaotian wanted to break out of his body, Ye Fan just closed his eyes, thinking about someone in his heart.

When I was dying, I didn't have time to kiss you once, I really regret it.

But it's okay to do this, I don't take advantage of anything, and I can forget about it sooner.

When the time comes, you can know that I am dead, just cry for a day, such a beautiful girl, if you cry all day long, it will be too wasteful.

The ancestor of the Bai family looked at the young man who had his eyes closed, shook his head and said, "There is no last word or anything, it's boring, it's okay to beg for mercy." ”

He waved his palm, and a strong wind swept out, slapping Ye Fan's body into the ground.

The old man looked at the Duyang Mountain on the west side and muttered, "The rules of a secret realm are also considered a valuable object. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he frowned slightly and looked at the sky, and wondered: "This breath is a little familiar, who is it?"

......

......

The first and only time Xiang Bai saw the person in front of him was when he was thirty years old.

That year, he crouched on the cliff, his eyes were full of wonder, staring at the half of the lonely boat under the cliff, and the independent demeanor of the two people.

One is the only nine Qianyuan Realm in the Hongmeng world, and the other is his own master.

The more he recalled, the more Xiang Bai admired the senior who had only had a one-sided relationship. Sometimes he even felt that the white robe mixed with the wind and snow was still floating in front of him.

So when he learned the news, he didn't hesitate and came directly to this teahouse.

"It turns out that you are the same person who hid on the cliff and peeked. ”

A handsome man in a white robe put his coarse cloth iron sword on the table and said softly.

Xiang Bai was a little restrained, but there was no expression on his face, and he was as calm as before.

"Don't understand?" the man asked.

Xiang Bai nodded, because he really didn't understand.

The man on the other side explained softly: "If that person were not you, it would be impossible for you to dare to come to this teahouse alone after reading only two lines of poetry." ”

There is another meaning to this sentence, this

He didn't want to be too ostentatious when he came here, and the fewer people who knew his identity, the better.

"But I'm curious, it's been almost three hundred years, why do you remember it so clearly?"

Xiang Bai took the initiative to get up and pour a cup of tea for the man, and said, "Seniors are seniors after all, and three hundred years is too short, it's hard to forget." ”

The man was silent, and after a while, he said, "Your master didn't seem to be such a person back then. ”

Xiang Bai replied: "I don't have only one master, in my heart, my predecessors are like masters. ”

The man picked up the teacup, but not to drink tea, but to carefully observe the exquisite lines on the teacup, and suddenly said: "I heard that you have talked to Wuliangshou for a few rounds before, how about the victory or defeat?"

Xiang Bai said: "One win and thirteen defeats, the only way to win that game is because I have a son to win." ”

The man nodded and asked, "He's strong?"

Xiang Bai replied: "Only in terms of chess, the first in the world." ”

The man put the teacup down and suddenly said, "Can you talk about a game?"

Xiang Bai was slightly surprised, but he didn't say much, so he asked the teahouse guy to set up the chessboard, and his expression was a little cautious.

He handed the black piece in front of him to the person opposite him, signaling that he could go first.

The man in the robe didn't shirk it, and went straight to the ground.

The big demon fish standing behind him bowed slightly, and said to the man, "Master Chi, do I need to rub your shoulder?"

The man in the robe waved his hand slightly, signaling that there was no need to do more.

Although Xiang Bai found out the identity of this palace woman, he didn't take the initiative to say it, but just followed and said, "The predecessors seem to have changed a lot. ”

The man said, "People always have to change, depending on whether they are good or bad." ”

Xiang Bai raised his head and said softly: "But if there are really no people in this world who will not change, then there are only seniors." ”

The man went on to fall and said, "From beginning to end, you have misinterpreted the true meaning of solitude and ruthlessness. ”

Xiang Bai Luozi's hand was stunned.

"Lonely is high so supreme, ruthless so affectionate. The biggest difference between you and me is that I don't have the so-called fetters and guards, as the Heavenly Monarch of Yinghu Mountain, you have a heavy responsibility, and there are countless disciples, so it is difficult for you to go long on this road. ”

Xiang Bai's hand that stopped in the air fell, and he said quietly: "Why did the senior say this to me. ”

The man continued, "Whoever gives to himself is himself, not the people of the world. ”

"The so-called enlightenment is to open up the path that you should go in the wilderness where there is no one and no way. ”

As he spoke, his gaze fell on Xiang Bai's hands on the table, intentionally or unintentionally.

The hands were like white jade, without a trace of wrinkles, not like a man's hands. And it seems that he has never seen the light of day, but only knows the hands of the girl who embroiders flowers and birds in the depths.

The man in the robe put his hands down and did not fall in a hurry.

Xiang Bai said sincerely: "The predecessors spoke lightly, and Xiang was taught." ”

The man fell down and said softly, "Whether it is true or false, you yourself understand." ”

Xiang Bai frowned slightly, followed by a drop, and asked, "Why did the senior want to see me in a hurry, and why did he tell me this?"

The man said, "Because I don't know if you'll survive after I make a sword." ”

At this time, Xiang Bai finally felt a trace of helplessness and confusion, his identity realm was like him, why did he do such a thing?

"You're smart, but don't be too smart. ”

The man said.

Hearing this, Xiang Bai did not make the slightest ripple after a brief change in mood, but just focused on the chess game in front of him.

Xiang Bai sat upright on the chair and was silent for a long time.

Shiroko presents a crushing advantage.

Xiang Bai fell again, pressing step by step, and said in a deep voice: "Senior, do you know how many changes can be produced in a game of Go?"

The man shook his head and said, "I don't know." ”

Xiang Bai put aside the somewhat cool tea and said softly: "The first step, three hundred and sixty-one, each step will open a different game and create a different world." The second move, nearly 100,000 kinds, the third move, tens of millions, by the fourth move, the number of changes in chess has far exceeded all the dirt in the world

The sum of grains of sand plus the living population. ”

"No one can predict everything, not even our predecessors. ”

The man slowly raised his head, the smoke in his eyes growing, but he never spoke.

"When playing chess, the first move is always scary, it's the furthest move from the end, it's full of endless possibilities, but it also means that even if you make a mistake, there are countless ways to make up for it. ”

Xiang Bai then dropped another piece, forcing Black into a corner.

"So don't be afraid, just make a move. ”

It's silent.

There is only the sound of the chessboard falling.

The man slowly stood up.

Yu Yao hurriedly took a step back and retreated a foot behind him.

Xiang Bai's heart was slightly cold, his face was calm, and his hands were clenched.

The man looked at his clenched hands, knowing the real tension in the heart of this junior.

"Don't think that you know everything, you can control everything. Otherwise, one day, you will die a pity. ”

Xiang Bai was a little confused.

The man picked up the iron cloth long sword on the table, the smoke in his eyes became more and more filled, and a light but palpitating supreme killing intent filled the entire teahouse, and he finally said slowly: "Maybe you have forgotten, in fact, I didn't use a sword at the beginning. ”

As he spoke, he slowly pulled out the iron sword, and there was no reflection on the sharp edge of the snow at this time, as if all the light in the world was attracted by the man behind the iron sword.

Xiang Bai's eyes jumped, and he didn't sit still, gathered his mind, bit the tip of his tongue hard, and faced a Qianyuan, when life and death were at stake, any strategy spiritual weapon heaven and earth treasure were empty, he just forced out all the surging and huge spiritual energy in his body like an avalanche, transported it to his palms, and punched forward.

This punch was mixed with his nearly three hundred years of day and night meditation and penance, mixed with all the aura of his cultivation at the peak of the Ten Realms, mixed with the luck method of Xi Ziyinghu Mountain, and mixed with the Heavenly Supreme Heart Method learned from his master, transported to the fist body, and smashed it hard!

The fist smashed on the blade of the sword!

The air in the building swelled, distorting the scenery around the building.

Xiang Bai's whole person was floating in the air, his eyes were full of horror, even at this time, he could still feel that the fierce sword intent was chasing after him, and it seemed that he might cut himself in two at any time.

Then he twisted his body, and used all the strength he had learned and cultivated all his life, and his body flashed, turned into a cloud of white smoke, and fell on the street.

The long street was quiet, and it was eerily palpitating.

An extremely simple iron sword, wrapped in a thick coarse cloth on the outside, appeared above the teahouse.

With a thud, the hilt trembled without wind, tearing the coarse cloth bound outside the scabbard, and the blade of the sword was clearly visible.

The man was no longer in the teahouse.

Then a sword slashed down.

This sword directly cleaved out an endless void similar to the long river of time.

There was a crisp click, and the first thing to fall was the flower pot rack placed in the corner of the top floor of the teahouse, and the flower pot fell to the floor and smashed to pieces.

Then there was a loud bang.

The teahouse collapsed.

The top floor of the most famous and luxurious teahouse in Pingxi City is collapsing neatly in a decisive posture and according to the perfect design, shaking the sky full of dust.

The incision is neat, the fracture is so smooth that even the most ingenious craftsman in the world cannot reach such a state.

The iron sword that broke free from the coarse cloth in the sky was now gone.

It's the same with Xiang Bai.

No one paid attention to it, and above the holy water secret realm, there were bursts of crisp thunder.

The entire small world within a radius of thousands of miles began to shake violently.

Shi Ruoyu's face turned pale, and he tried his best to suppress this crazy luck.

The iron sword appeared out of thin air, with a hint of awe-inspiring killing sword intent.

The fortune of the mountains and rivers of the entire water purification country is therefore shaken.

A tall white figure swept out of thin air.

The figure is like thunder.

Wherever the snow-white figure went, it was entangled with the sword intent, and bursts of thunder erupted.

The Heavenly Dome of the Pure Water Country paused for a moment, and then glanced at the northernmost part of the territory of Zilai Prefecture.

There was a person there.