The origin of this chessboard is somewhat embarrassing.

There was a night dream first, and then there was a knife that split the cliff of the mountain behind the Wuji Palace, and then there was the appearance of the chessboard.

There are some scarce secret techniques sealed in the Blackstone chessboard, and even some secret techniques have been recognized as forbidden arts, which have long been lost or destroyed.

Once, this chessboard made Meng Lingxiao take a lot of painstaking efforts, and his most successful one was also to spy on some of the secrets, those secrets were exciting to him, and he couldn't sleep at night, if he showed them, he would inevitably cause an uproar in the world, but unfortunately, those secrets could only be watched, but they could not be used for themselves.

In view of the special nature of this chessboard, Meng Lingxiao originally planned to discard or destroy the blackstone chessboard, and it must not fall into the hands of others, especially those who have bad intentions, but as a result, the ghost made the gods stay, left it in the Thunder Temple, and left it to the future disciples and grandchildren of Wuji Palace.

Wuji Palace has a few disciples who he thinks are good, like Yi Pingsheng, Qin Moran, Xu Xiangyi, Chu Feng, etc., who seem to be pretty good, but in the end, they ended up in the hands of Xiao Jiansheng.

What Meng Lingxiao didn't expect was that he really made this kid come up with a name for himself, such as the Demon Venerable Blood used by Xiao Jian vividly is one of them, from the hand of Ying Kuang, and it is also the most ruthless secret technique among Ying Kuang's many ruthless methods, as far as he knows, after Ying Kuang's death, Demon Venerable Blood was regarded as an absolute forbidden technique at that time, but all those who practiced this technique were all driven out and killed.

That night, Meng Lingxiao had been in the shadows, so he knew very well what had happened to Xiao Jiansheng.

As for why Meng Lingxiao didn't stop Xiao Jiansheng from practicing such forbidden techniques, his thoughts were different from many people, any advanced magic was in people, not the spell itself, this was like a kitchen knife, you can also kill people when cutting vegetables, so Meng Lingxiao thought it was very taken for granted, practice is a peek into the unknown world, how can there be any demon Buddha, everything is only in the human heart.

This world is so unreasonable, I am not afraid that you will kill countless people, and the blood will flow like a river, even if you poke a hole in the sky, I am afraid that you will not be high or low, and eventually become a stepping stone for others.

Meng Lingxiao gently touched the chess line a few times with his hand, and then looked at the guy outside who was reading seriously.

Back then, he handed over the blackstone chessboard to Wan Qiuyang, in order to throw bricks and attract jade, and unearth the good seedlings that Wuji Palace could cultivate well.

turned out to be a guy with heavenly luck, should it be said that Wuji Palace was lucky, or Wuji Palace was destined to be forced to a dead end for this matter.

Meng Lingxiao sighed secretly, this good seedling, Haoyue didn't know how to cultivate, so she kicked him like a ball, but he was also a little dazed, Meng Lingxiao didn't calculate what realm Xiao Jiansheng could grow to in ten years, but he could think that Wuji Palace would inevitably pay a heavy price for him.

Is it worth it? Meng Lingxiao was also confused.

Today he sought Peach Blossom's opinion, and Peach Blossom did not give a better answer, only said that let it be, when the manpower is exhausted, look at the sky.

There are a lot of rumors about Xiao Jiansheng, recently he heard that this child has been a dead man since birth, and now he is alive just by luck, he has thought about who made him live, with this breath in the world, what is the purpose, but there is no answer.

Could it be the two of them?

Meng Lingxiao poked his head out of the carriage and looked at the sky.

If it's really him, it's destiny, his recognition.

At this moment, the big black cow mooed a few times, interrupting Meng Lingxiao's reverie, and it just so happened that he didn't bother to think about it anymore, changed to a more comfortable movement, lay down, and closed his eyes leisurely.

It was dark and white, white and black.

This line is half a month, during this time, the old and the young are basically spent on the chariot, relying on the mountains to eat the mountains, relying on the water to draft, forgetting the troubles, but also living comfortably, should eat, sleep, drink, Xiao Jiansheng can always turn over tricks to adjust Meng Lingxiao's appetite to the best, even if there is no mountain and no water, a few seedlings of wild vegetables can also make a fragrant taste.

During this period of time, Meng Lingxiao unexpectedly found that he had gained a little weight, and black threads appeared in his white hair, so he was very satisfied with this.

Of course, there is also dissatisfaction, that is, the big flower.

After Xiao Jiansheng took over taking care of Dahua, Dahua's attitude towards him changed greatly, and he often looked at him blankly.

Brutes are brutes after all, Meng Lingxiao closed his eyes and sighed.

In the afternoon, the ox cart went straight to a large town called Poplar Town, which seemed to be not far from Tianfu City.

In a wine shop, Xiao Jiansheng bought more than a dozen jars of good wine at one time, all of which were prepared for the big black bull, which made Meng Lingxiao feel left out.

Liar, liar, Meng Lingxiao found that he was deceived by Xiao Jiansheng, he found that the silver taels on Xiao Jiansheng's body were far more than twenty taels, in order to please Dahua, he also specially customized a shed for the beast to block the rain, installed it on the wheel, both as rain and shade, and walked the beast all the way, and even let Xiao Jiansheng lie on the back of the cow and lie vertically, for so many years, he has not even had such a treatment.

Spend the night in Poplar Town.

The next day, when the sky was dark and the ox cart continued to hurry, Meng Lingxiao's face was very gloomy, and he began to think about how to make Xiao Jiansheng suffer in Tianfu City.

And Xiao Jiansheng didn't know about it.

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Fengtian Dynasty, Zhongjing City, Xuanwu Street.

It was the time of the busy traffic, at this time there was a woman standing in the flow of people, staring at this majestic city through a black veil, she stood in the street for an hour, still no sign of moving, until a group of black-armored cavalry came from afar, the woman disappeared in the flow of people.

The woman went to a chic compound with a frozen lake in the middle of it, and the woman walked lightly and began to walk slowly on the ice, looking at the bare trees around her as she went, and then she stepped on a gazebo, where she sat for a while, and then quietly left.

On this day, the woman went to many places, but everywhere she thought she should go, she went to a small courtyard.

The small courtyard is very distinctive, standing in the majestic palace, but it is not infected by the imperial atmosphere, it is very simple, the color is very monotonous, only white walls and cyan tiles.

The woman stood in front of the door of the small courtyard, but did not push the door in, the expression on her face was always very monotonous, I don't know how long later, in a small courtyard in a small hut, an old woman raised her head in a hurry, suddenly threw away the brush in her hand, and went straight to the courtyard gate without having time to put on her shoes.

When the old man suddenly opened the courtyard door, the woman had left quickly, leaving only a depressed back.

The old man desperately chased a few steps, but in the end he couldn't keep up with the woman's pace, the old woman looked at the disappearing back blankly, rubbed her eyes vigorously, and shouted hoarsely, "Xue'er, is it you?"

But the woman who was called Xue'er had already gone far away.

There is no moon tonight, the sky is gloomy, and soon the sky will fall like goose feathers, the snow is boiling and falling on the city tower, on the cornices, on the window edge, on the maid in front of Zhao Mingying's imperial study, fortunately, the maid wears thick, and does not feel cold, or she can't take care of her cold, her mind is all on the lonely person inside, and the cough of that person makes her heart uncomfortable.

According to the old calendar, today is the New Year, and there are not a few days left before the New Year, and many people are celebrating the New Year, but that person locked himself here after he was busy with court affairs, and many people don't know what he is doing in it.

But only the maid knew that he was alone in it grieving.

There was another cough in the imperial study, and the maid struggled for a moment and suddenly wanted to push the door open, but at this moment, she suddenly felt that there was someone waiting behind her to see, and the maid suddenly turned around, and looked at the figure covered with snowflakes in surprise, she should have been very scared, but she didn't shout, but moved a few steps to the woman's side with courage.

The maid threw away the palace lamp, covered her mouth with her hands, held back tears in her eyes, and trembled: "Little princess......"

The woman didn't reply, she looked at the light from the imperial study with an expressionless face, turned away, and disappeared into the vast snowy night.

In the next few days, the woman went to many places, the old site of Qingyunguan, the dock of Wuji Palace, Yuntian City, and even she went to the mud well.

At the mouth of the mud well, she cut open her palm and bled profusely.

She spent the night at the mouth of the mud well, and the next day she was ready to continue north.

However, her whereabouts were exposed, the sky had just dawned, and more than a dozen cultivators who came from nowhere blocked the woman's way, these cultivators seemed to have already known the woman's identity, and there was no need to confirm it in words.

At first, the woman relied on her strong strength to seriously injure several cultivators at a very fast speed, but in the end, she was outnumbered, she was pierced through the shoulder by a sword behind her back, and there was countless blood, she was shocked by a palm to open her hair bun, and her white hair was messy, just when the woman decided to slash the sneak attacker, and when she walked away, dozens of flying swords suddenly flew in the distance, blocking the woman's retreat.

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A few days later.

Somewhere in the valley of Chaotian Mountain, this overwhelming snow had just stopped, and Tong Xinluo was sweeping the snow around him, ready to continue to chisel those stones, and at this moment, he saw a few drops of blood on the snow.

Tong Xinluo smiled, raised the broom and continued to sweep the snow, swept the blood droplets under a tree, after cleaning, he did not directly chisel, but lit the stove, boiled a pot of boiling water, and then brewed a large lake of tea, and then placed two tea bowls on the table, each full of steaming fragrant tea.

After sitting down in front of the stone table, Tong Xinluo glanced at the distance not far away, and said with a smile: "Come out, the old man didn't hurt your heart." ”

At this moment, a woman covered in blood staggered out.

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