In the sea of clouds in the mountains, a boy climbed to the top of the mountain panting with a bucket of water.

Under the ancient pine, there is a chessboard and two stone benches, and the two of them sit opposite each other.

These two people, one year old and one year young. The old man has snow-white hair, long eyebrows over his ears, crane hair and a childish face, and a spotless robe, which is quite dusty.

The young man, with a handsome appearance and skin like fine porcelain, looks like a white jade beauty when he sits quietly, but his narrow eyes are moving, and the essence is overflowing, showing a bit of domineering.

The boy climbed to the top of the mountain, poured the water of the spiritual spring into the pot, and fanned it desperately against the wind stove with a pu fan.

After a while, the sound of "gurgling" water sounded in the pot, and the boy carried the pot and poured the boiling water into the tea cup.

The verdant tea leaves, in the white jade tea cup stretched out elegant posture, there is a leisurely beauty.

The boy carefully held the teacup to the side of the chessboard, glanced at the chess game, and showed a curious expression.

The two masters are playing chess, but what they are playing is no ordinary chess game.

In the eyes of the boy, this chess game is psychedelic and incomprehensible, and there seems to be a mystery between the ups and downs of black and white. But this mystery was by no means something that he could see as a young boy. Although he followed a big man, he was just a kid who had just entered the Tao.

He looked at the chess game, and for a while he seemed to see the battlefield killing, and the blood flowed like a river, and for a while he seemed to see the Qingyan River clear, and all the people surrendered.

The boy soon became confused, and even lost his own consciousness.

"Ding, ding." Two crisp sounds awakened the boy's mind, and he realized that he was unconsciously addicted to the chess game. But what did you see in the middle of the addiction? I can't say it.

The handsome young man had a sunspot between his slender fingers. More and more complexion like jade. As if he hadn't found anything, he smiled at the old man: "Brother Changzhi Dao, is it necessary to continue?" ”

The white-eyed old man's face was calm and waveless, his snow-white long beard swayed slightly in the mountain breeze, and his eyes were wise and calm.

"It's decided by three rounds, but it's just two."

The young man laughed, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the chess pieces tapped the chessboard: "Then there will be another game." ”

That's it. His cuffs flicked, and the pieces on the board disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, the boy's eyes widened.

It was only for a moment, but he saw a lot of people coming and going, staging scenes of joys and sorrows.

In the end, all these were erased, the sea retreated, the mountains and rivers flowed backwards, and those people and things returned to the original point.

The white-bearded old man wields his chess pieces. Falling again, a little bit of hidden power. Quietly infiltrate.

The young man did not move, as if he was not aware of it, and fell calmly.

The boy stared at the chess game obsessively, and at this time, what he saw was no longer a game of chess, but a mountain and a river, a world.

The young man smiled and turned his gaze: "Do you want to have fun?" Then go for it! ”

Before the boy could speak, the shoulder had already been patted by the young man, and his body flew up uncontrollably, and the chessboard in front of him suddenly became larger, but he shrank sharply.

"Ah......h

The white-eyed old man's eyes moved slightly, and he said: "Yunyi Daoist, the chess game is dangerous, and if the disciple is trapped in it, life and death are not easy to say." ”

The young man was still smiling: "Whether you live or die, it depends on his creation." If Brother Changzhi Dao thinks it's unfair, he can also let his disciple enter the chess game......"

Before he finished speaking, his voice was closed, his smile was hidden, and he stared at the chess game silently.

"Hey, this is ......" The white-eyed old man raised his eyebrows, but showed a happy expression, and laughed, "Interesting, really interesting, someone actually broke into the chess game by mistake, is this a variable?" ”

The young man's smile did not change, but his eyes flickered: "Variables? I'm in the chess game, but I can't help myself......"

……

Lingyu opened her eyes and looked at the sky high and wide.

The blue sky is like blue, the white clouds are like silk, and the sky is clear.

The breeze gently blows around you, bringing coolness.

She lay there in a daze, listening to the distant conversation.

The people she was talking to were far away from her, and they spoke in a language completely different from what she knew, so she had no way of knowing what they were talking to, and she could only guess based on their tone.

Slowly returning to her senses, she found herself much sluggish, these people were obviously just mortals, but she didn't feel much emotion.

Lingyu carefully experienced it for a moment, and the seemingly nonexistent barrier appeared again.

"Damn, isn't it?" She muttered to herself.

After all the hard work to break the confinement of the Cangming Realm, and just feeling the taste of freedom, how can it seem that he has entered a world where the laws of heaven and earth are suppressed? Is she so decrepit?

However, this kind of barrier is not the same as the barrier of the Cangming realm. In this world, his own strength has not been greatly affected, and what is blocked is only the induction between him and the Heavenly Dao.

At the beginning of the transformation of gods, the connection between the monks and the Heavenly Dao became closer, but now it is blocked, which makes their derivation ability greatly reduced, their sensing power is weakened, and even their divine consciousness is slightly affected.

Lingyu thought back to what had happened before.

Out of the Cangming Realm, they moved forward between the Yuan Magnetic Storms, and before they reached the Santai Realm, a storm suddenly appeared.

The power of this storm was strange, it seemed to be a mixture of time and space, and they were swept up by this storm without warning, and then separated.

In the chaos, she and Xu Yi each sacrificed their body protection sword light to protect their fellow travelers.

Duan Feiyu's body was weak and had not been completely repaired, and he had already been taken back to Shangzhen Palace by Xu Yi before leaving. Ah Bi also only had the Dan stage, and was stuffed in the spirit beast bag by her. The rest are the two sword attendants, and the two of Xian'e Xu Yue.

She couldn't remember who her body protection sword light was wrapping in, it would be nice if Xu Yue was with her, she and Xu reversed the induction of the zài clone and the deity, even if they were separated, it would be easy to find.

Lingyu raised her hand and pressed her head, which was a little painful. It's really damn it, the induction between her and the Heavenly Dao seems to be separated by a film that seems to be there, which makes her feel very uncomfortable. Moreover, the induction between her and Xu Yi became very weak, and it was impossible to determine the other party's situation at all.

Hopefully they weren't too far apart, and hopefully that storm would send them to the same place.

Think so. Footsteps from far and near. Stop beside her. A woman's voice rang out, grunting, not knowing what she was talking about.

Then the woman crouched down and wiped a wet hand towel over her face.

Lingyu saw the woman who wiped her face. He has a high nose and deep eyes, curly hair, and a somewhat strange appearance, and his skin is a slightly darker brown color due to the wind and sand. It looks very rough. However, this woman is in her prime, and her deep eyebrows have a different taste, and her youthful vitality makes her beautiful and lovely.

The girl saw her open eyes, showed a surprised expression, and scolded her again.

Lingyu was very helpless, she couldn't understand a word.

As a high-ranking monk, she has lived a long time and seen a lot, and she can be regarded as very knowledgeable, but this language is completely different from the language family she knows.

She could only point to her ears. Shake your hand to indicate that you don't understand.

The girl thought for a moment, and ran away from her legs. Shouting something while running.

A short time later, someone came rushing to him.

After lying down for a while, Lingyu felt that her head was much better because she was dizzy by the storm, and slowly sat up with her body propped up.

She found herself lying on the edge of the water source, with a rough cloth underneath her.

The small water source, the not too lush trees, the yellow sand in the distance, and the special smell of the wind all indicate that this is a desert oasis.

Lingyu raised her eyes and watched the girl hurrying towards an old man.

They all wore white robes, which were wide and long-pocketed, providing maximum protection from the sun.

The maiden and the old man walked up to her and sat down on the coarse cloth.

"Girl, are you from this?" The old man asked in a stiff tone.

It's a language she's familiar with. Lingyu smiled, the creatures in the human world all started from Guang Lotian, the same origin and the same species, so the language is also the same. It seems that she hasn't been to any strange place, this is still the human world, but I don't know if it's the original destination Santai world.

"Uncle, where is this?" Lingyu didn't answer his question, but asked the old man instead.

Her rhetorical question was equivalent to acquiescence, and the old man did not doubt it at all, and replied: "This is the Pearl Spring of Mao Si Country." ”

"Mao Si Country, Pearl Spring......" Lingyu narrowed her eyes and slowly repeated the two place names.

Completely unfamiliar, no impression at all.

The Cangming Realm has not interacted with other realms for 10,000 years, and many classics have been lost, and the ancient maps that can be found are basically incomplete. Regarding the specific situation of the Santai Realm, Lingyu still listened to Xian'e, and there was no Mao Si Country in it.

Come to think of it, this country of Maus either didn't exist 10,000 years ago, or it was an unimportant place that didn't need to be paid attention to. There is also a possibility that this is not the Santai realm at all.

"Girl, how did you end up here? What about your family? The old man asked with concern.

Lingyu replied, "We encountered a storm on the road...... Husband, have you ever seen my companion? ”

The old man shook his head: "Zhenzhen found you in the desert, and you are the only one." ”

It's not good, it looks like I'm really separated from other people. It's just that they are separated, they can always be found, and I just hope they are all safe.

Lingyu ran the True Yuan for a moment, and found that the storm had not only separated them, but also left them with quite severe injuries. Fortunately, the Heaven and Earth Vitality of this world is intact, and these injuries only take some time.

The girl purred at her.

The old man said: "Zhenzhen said, she has looked around you, and there is no one else." Unfortunately, your companion is likely to be buried in the sea of sand. ”

Lingyu sighed. They are all Yuanying monks, as long as those few people arrive here safely, they will not lose their lives because they are buried in the sea of sand, but I am afraid it will be a little difficult to find.

"Uncle," Lingyu said, "I'm alone, and I'm in trouble here, can you temporarily contain me so that I can find my companions?" ”

The old man hesitated, and the girl was babbling something, as if she was speaking for her.

Lingyu smiled gratefully at the girl.

Faced with her smile, the girl's face turned red.

Lingyu touched her face and thought narcissistically, it was really a trouble to look too good...... (To be continued......)

PS: It's back! Actually, the person hasn't returned yet, but I'll come back and update first. How was everyone doing this week?