Yongcheng is still as usual, quiet and peaceful. The siege battle that took place in Yuanyuan City before Yue Yu did not have much impact on the Qin people here, and at first the news of the victory of the Qin State came, and it only added some after-dinner conversations, which were talked about by all the Qin people.

Just when the Qin people were about to forget about this war, the war in Yuanyuan City was mentioned again intentionally or unintentionally. The tragedy of that battle, and the fact that the prince of Qin was like a god descending from heaven, resisted the siege of the Rongdi tribe with his own strength, and bought time for the arrival of reinforcements.

Most of the Qin people were military families, or veterans who had retired from the army, and they didn't believe in this. What are you kidding, the gods descend to earth? Tens of thousands of enemies with one sword? That's 10,000 wolf-like Rong Di soldiers, even if they stand there and don't move, let people cut down, even if the long sword in their hands is cut off, those 10,000 people may not be able to kill.

But as some Qin people who walked from Yuanyuan City to various places patted their chests and proved that this matter was not faked, all the Qin people in the Great Qin State were boiling, and almost everyone believed that the day when the Great Qin State would restore the glory of the former overlord and be out of the world was not far off, and even some old Qin people choked up and sobbed one after another, leaving tears.

Outside Yongcheng City, the blind old man is still sitting on the unknown mountain, after leaving Yongcheng from Qinchuan, this mysterious blind old man is sitting here, I don't know what he is waiting for, and I don't know how long he will sit.

"Old blind man, isn't it cool to sit on the ground?" An old voice came not far away, and I saw an old man in an old cotton coat, carrying a broken bag, and carrying a wooden stick, looking at the blind old man with a smile.

The blind old man frowned slightly, as if he was not too satisfied with this title, turned his head, looked at the raunchy old man with empty eyes, and said with a sneer: "Hmph, there is still no growth at all." ”

"Hehe, fame and fortune are like passing clouds, they are all floating clouds, they are all floating clouds." The old man smiled, not caring at all about the blind old man's taunts.

"I told you a long time ago that benevolence, righteousness and morality are all fart, and it is better to get drunk with a glass of old wine." The same old man, with vain steps, staggered to the front, snorted a drink, picked up the wine jar in his hand and continued to pour it.

"Drinking hurts your body, how many years have passed, and you don't know how to change." The old man, with his shabby bag and a wooden stick, admonished him solemnly.

"You are a dead scholar, you dare to come to teach me a lesson, are you not in arrears, come on, you and I will fight for three hundred rounds." The drunken old man's face was slightly red, and he was about to step forward, looking at this posture, it really meant to make a gesture.

"Hey, hey, the gentleman doesn't move his mouth, I'm convincing people with reason, how can I be like you reckless." The old man with his bags turned pale and quickly took two steps back.

"Who do you say is a reckless man?" A sturdy man, dressed in a strong suit, appeared in front of the two old men with his hands behind his back.

"Yo he, who was I at the time, it turned out to be you a little soldier, what's the matter, I didn't know how to respect teachers at a young age, and I didn't know how your parents educated you." The drunken old man looked at the strong man and said with a sneer.

The big man in a strong suit glanced at the drunken old man from the corner of his eye, obviously knowing the old man's temperament, but he stood there and ignored the old man's provocation.

"Soldier boy, can you bear this? If I were to go up to him for a comparison, I was old, and I was so disrespectful to the old, and I could talk nonsense because of my seniority. ”

When everyone turned their heads, they saw an old man dressed in a blue pigment coat, with gray hair and a beard, sitting cross-legged on the back of a green ox.

The middle-aged man glanced at the old man riding the bull, and indeed ignored the old man's provocative words.

Just as a few people were arguing with each other, another swordsman with a long sword on his back and a Confucian priest with a folding fan in his hand walked to stand not far away, without the slightest intention of participating.

When an old man in white walked here with a smile on his face, several old men standing in the innermost part who were slandering each other stopped and looked at the old man in white together.

The blind old man looked at the old man in white with his empty eyes for a moment, and then he glanced around, as if he wanted to see through everyone's minds. After a long time, after no one came over, the blind old man waved the dust in his hand, and said to everyone in a vicissitudes of life and empty voice: "The chess game of heaven and earth has been opened, all living beings are chess pieces, even I can't change one or two, why are you bothering." ”

"Hmph, you are in charge of the Heaven and Earth Chess Game, we just want to know some secrets, can't this be said to be with us?" The man with the sword on his back, who had not spoken, opened his mouth to break the silence among the crowd.

"Old blind man, today you must make it clear whether this heaven and earth chess game is real? You can't be fishing again, right? The drunkard old man also asked seriously, without the slightest drunkenness before.

"What is the inheritance? What is the path of preaching? Could it be that just by one sentence, we have to give up the family business that we have created with great difficulty, and we must go to work hard? The sturdy middle-aged man crossed his chest and stared at the blind old man.

This sentence seemed to speak everyone's heart, and they all looked at the blind old man.

The blind old man ignored everyone's inquiries, but looked at the old man in white who had been silent, as if his empty eyes could see the old man in white's light appearance, and said with a slight frown: "Brother Bai, what do you think of this chessboard?" ”

"Haha, you claim to be guarding the way of heaven and controlling the chessboard of heaven and earth, we are just chess pieces, we can only rise and fall in anticipation, how dare you comment on yourself." The old man in white said obviously perfunctorily.

Hearing this, the blind old man's brows furrowed even deeper. In fact, the relationship between the first vein of the Dao Protector and the same vein of the old man in white is quite deep, and the words of the old man in white have completely drawn a clear line with their vein.

Looking at the different expressions on everyone's faces, the blind old man sighed deeply, waved the dust in his hand, and in an instant, a huge chessboard appeared in front of everyone out of thin air, and the pictures of people shaking like a movie on the chessboard kept flashing.

"This is the chessboard of heaven and earth, the chessboard evolves into sentient beings, and everyone is a chess piece." The blind old man's pale voice rang out among the crowd. Then the blind old man stretched out his hand, revealing five withered fingers, and continued to the crowd: "After five years, you will be able to feel the change, as for the inheritance? What is the path of preaching? You'll know all about it then. ”

The blind old man said these words that revealed the secret of heaven, as if he had endured a huge calamity, his body began to tremble slightly, and his figure began to become a little blurred.

When everyone heard the words of the blind old man, they looked at the miracle-like chessboard of heaven and earth in front of them, their faces changed slightly, and their expressions were different.

Suddenly, the miracle-like chessboard of heaven and earth slowly rose, and when it hovered above everyone's heads, it made a banging sound without warning, and then turned into a thread of light and flew in all directions.

When the chessboard turned into a thread of light and floated in all directions, the blind old man suddenly left a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and in an instant, the blind old man seemed to become more old.

"Ladies and gentlemen, do you still have doubts?" The blind old man's old and hoarse voice sounded among the silent crowd.

Although they still had some doubts, when they saw the expression on the blind old man's face, they all stopped what they were about to say, after all, they already knew what they wanted to know the most.

"Then let's disperse, since you have entered the game, then you will be conceited of life and death, I am waiting for the moment when you are detached." After the blind old man finished speaking, his figure became more and more blurred, and after a while, he disappeared.

With the departure of the blind old man, everyone also dispersed, only the old man with a wooden stick on his back and the old man in white still stood in place.

"Lao Bai, you have to walk with the old man." The old man with his bag on his back was holding a wooden stick and looked at the old man in white with a smile.

The old man in white frowned, a strange expression appeared on his face, and he said with a smile: "I said dead scholar, when did you learn to steal?" Sure enough, Sven scum is talking about you like this. ”

"That's wrong, when did I steal someone's rice and noodles without leaving an IOU? This is called borrowing, not stealing. The old man with his bag explained with a smile.

The old man in white seemed to have expected such an answer, snorted coldly, put on a straight face, and left here.

Seeing the old man in white leaving, the old man with his bags muttered to himself: "Quarrel with the old man, you are still tender." I don't know what happened to that kid. ”

"Sacrificing my life as a person, I have the strength of the old man. No, I have to go and see, otherwise I will always feel a little unsure. The old man muttered as he walked, but the direction was thousands of miles away from Linyuan City.

The main courtyard of the Mohist school, Wu Shang had just returned here and had not rested for a while, when he was summoned to the Council Hall to inquire about the war in Yuanyuan City, because he was in the city at that time, and all the giants of the academy wanted to know more details.

Asked about the prince of Qin, Wu Shang was seriously injured and unconscious and did not see the perfunctory past, although those giants still felt unbelievable, but there was no doubt about Wu Shang's words.

Coming out of the council hall, Wu Shang breathed a sigh of relief, and finally concealed this matter.

After cleaning up and walking out of his residence, Wu Shang walked straight towards the innermost confinement room of the school, where there was one of his most respected elders, Baili Sword.

The reason why Wu Shang took such good care of Qin Chuan was because of the face under the car, but the main reason was Bailijian, the last man in the Baili family.

And Qin Chuan's uncle is the Baili Sword who has locked himself in the confinement room for five years.