Shushan.

The old white-haired Taoist was led by the man towards his desired destination.

Unexpectedly, the man's lead did not lead the way towards the top of the mountain, but towards the valley on the side. After leading the way for a while, the man spoke up and said, "Okay, the elder is in the valley." ”

The valley was filled with white mist, and it looked leisurely.

Because of his status, this man is not qualified to step into it. It can be said that this valley is said to be a forbidden place in Shushan, and under normal circumstances, no one else can enter it.

“……”

After nodding his head to the man, the Taoist stepped into it.

Through the white mist, the inside suddenly became empty.

It was as if the inside and outside of this white mist were a completely different world.

Qimen formation.

Looking up at the sky, after waiting for a long time, the Taoist sighed: "Don't stay in the Ghost Valley, come here......" After shaking his head and sighing, the Taoist continued to walk forward, not far in front of him was a thatched hut, at this moment was lingering with cyan smoke, obviously the people inside were cooking.

And not far in front of the Taoist, there is a stone platform.

Carved on the stone platform is a chessboard.

The Taoist walked up to him and his gaze fell on the chessboard, which was an endgame. After gently wiping the fingers of his right hand on the chessboard, he felt the sensation coming from his fingertips, and he knew that this chessboard was newly made.

His gaze stayed on this endgame for a long time, and then the Taoist took out one of the chess pieces next to him and put it in it.

Suddenly.

The game has changed.

The chess game, which was originally weakened by the black chess, has slightly increased its vitality under the white piece of the Taoist, and it seems that it can have a little more determination to resist in this game. It's just that such a scene did not make the white-haired Taoist feel happy and satisfied, but at this moment, his face became a little solemn.

"Unraveled?"

Just when the white-haired Taoist was silent, a slightly old voice suddenly sounded beside him, and he didn't know when. A balding white-haired old man appeared beside the Taoist, staring at the chess game and asking out loud. At the same time, the bald old man also picked up a black spot from the side and fell down, and suddenly the white man finally got a little angry and was pressed back again. Even, the situation of Shirako became more and more dangerous.

"It's hard."

The white piece in his hand was frozen on the top of the chessboard, and he couldn't fall for a long time. After a while, the white-haired Taoist sighed helplessly, put down the chess pieces in his hand, and said to himself: "Dead." There is no way out. ”

"What kind of bureau is this?"

In his words, the white-haired Taoist had already made a final commentary on the end of the white son.

"Zhenlong."

The bald old man beside him also took over the words of the white-haired Taoist, and said with emotion: "The old man has been thinking about it for thirty years and has been working for three years. But the best solution has not been found, and it looks like a dead end, not an endgame. ”

"However, the head of the previous generation of the dignified Taoist Heavenly Sect, Bei Yingzi, is looking for me thousands of miles away, so he won't be looking for me to play chess, right?"

After reaching out and taking out the white-haired Taoist who had fallen before and the sunspot that he had fallen, the bald old man asked.

"I was going to play chess. But after watching this chess game. The younger generation doesn't think so. ”

Turning around, Bei Yingzi's gaze stopped at the bald old man, and said with a smile: "Besides, the predecessors are not ordinary people, aren't the people who stir up the world come from the disciples of your predecessors in the Ghost Valley?" ”

The bald old man shook his head and laughed when he heard this. said: "But the old man is already old......

"But the younger generation remembers that when I saw you decades ago, you already looked old." Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Bei Yingzi, and there was no politeness in his words, and he directly pierced the biggest flaw in the other party's words with his words.

"Unreasonable...... unproven"

"Did the senior certificate come out?"

“……”

The short exchange of words each represents the thoughts of both sides. Seeing that the other party groaned, Bei Yingzi continued: "Unification or not has been a foregone conclusion for so many years, but the seniors still can't see it?" ”

"Huh."

Hear the words. The bald old man couldn't help laughing, met the gaze of the North Underworld, and said pointedly: "The Tao is not the same. Not to mention the old man, why isn't this the case with your Daomen? ”

The Daomen were split into two sects of heaven and man, plus a yin and yang family.

In some ways, this is bigger than the rivalry between the Ghost Valley.

For a moment, the two old men fell silent together.

In the valley, only the breeze kept blowing.

Long.

The bald old man patted the fallen leaves on the stone bench, sat on it, and then said, "Say, what are you doing when you give up teaching your own closed disciples, and go all the way to find the old man?" ”

After sitting down opposite the bald old man, Bei Yingzi met the other party's gaze and replied: "It's nothing, the junior just wants to ask, is there really a flying immortal immortal in this world?" ”

Flying immortals?

Hearing this, the bald old man really understood the intention of the Northern Underworld, turned his head sideways, and fixed his eyes on the blue robe of the other party for a long time, and then said: "Do you mean the rising of the rising sun that happened in the thistle capital of Yan Kingdom?" ”

Although Shushan is relatively remote compared with the Central Plains, it does not mean that it is not accessible from the world.

It was a rumor that spread almost all over the world, and the bald old man knew it.

Facing the gaze of the bald old man, Bei Yingzi did not evade it in the slightest.

After a long time, the bald old man replied: "Don't mention Taoist classics, what is immortality in your understanding?" Faced with the bald old man's question, Bei Yingzi quickly gave his own answer, a one-sided personal answer.

But this answer only made the bald old man smile and said, "That's just old immortality." This seems to mean something.

When the other party asked this question, the bald old man understood the meaning of the question of the Northern Underworld. didn't ask anyone else, only heard that he was immortal, and obviously his old appearance gave the other party a great guess.

However, the bald old man also gave his own answer, old age does not die.

That's all.

"What is true immortality? In the old man's opinion, he broke the bonds of time, and that is immortality. The bald old man finally gave his own thoughts, met the gaze of Bei Yingzi, and said very seriously: "You Taoists have such people......

"As for the old immortal...... Didn't your Heavenly Sect's Dan Fang already explain the answer? ”

Home remedy!

There are so many stories in this. Hearing this, Bei Yingzi's face also sank. He didn't plan to delve into the story, but silently reached directly into his arms, took out a scroll of things, and put it on the stone table in front of him, which was the alchemy recipe of the Taoist Heavenly Sect.

This pill recipe has a name, called the recipe of immortality.

The legendary elixir of immortality is made with divine beasts as ingredients.

This is the real purpose of Bei Yingzi coming to Shushan.

After glancing at the scroll, the bald old man withdrew his gaze, as if this was nothing in the Dan Fang, which was enough to be called the treasure of the Zhenzong in Taoism, and it was not worth mentioning. Not at all in his eyes. On the contrary, the bald old man's eyes were fixed on Bei Yingzi, and he asked, "Do you want the old man to keep this Danfang for the Taoist?" ”

"Hmm!"

Nodding, Bei Yingzi said: "After the Yan Kingdom was destroyed, it was no longer safe for this thing to stay in the Taoist family. "The reason why I made such a decision is because Bei Yingzi has seen far enough.

Hearing this, the bald old man's gaze also became deeper, and his gaze stayed on Bei Yingzi's face for a long time, and then he sighed: "It seems that the old man still underestimated the ability of the Taoist secret treasure. It seems that the Xiaoyaozi of the different human sects. You're still a lot stronger after all, and you've discovered something. ”

"The Dao names of the two sects of heaven and man in your generation have actually been separated, and they only represent one person."

It's not the North Hades, it's not the Xiaoyaozi. It's about getting away with the North.

The two are one.

The bald old man's words Bei Yingzi did not refute, which also represents why he suddenly passed on the position of the head of the Heavenly Sect to Chi Songzi decades ago, and now he has accepted a beginner disciple again. But the other person still didn't understand as he could see. is still competing with the Heavenly Sect for the position of the main sect of Taoism.

This is the problem of vision between the two.

Regarding the other party's words, Bei Yingzi remained quiet without the slightest rebuttal.

Apparently.

These decades of research on Taoist texts and other things. has made the North Underworld discover a lot of secrets. And what the old man said just now is undoubtedly one of the secrets found by Bei Yingzi in the classics. This person who was shared by him with Xiaoyaozi was extremely vigilant in Bei Yingzi's heart.

Because the height of the two determines the difference in the gaze of things.

It's like immortals and people.

Bei Yingzi saw horror in his apprentice Chi Songzi.

Because it was different from what he had imagined.

Meanwhile.

The bald old man said the last sentence that made Bei Yingzi's face solemn: "And now, this person is back......"

yes

It's back.

The man who should have the number of the two sects of heaven and man is back.

He wants it to be returned to its rightful owner.

……

Xianyang.

Yin-Yang Family.

Forbidden.

Yue Yuan tilted his head sideways and stayed alone in the dark room.

Even though it's a little cold right now, the temperature in this room is still amazing, and it's like staying in a fire. What was shocking was that the heat did not come out of some furnace, but from Yue Yuan's body, which was sitting there. At this moment, his whole body seemed to turn into a cloud of lava and stand there.

Yue Yuan didn't pay attention to these temperatures, nor did he care about the changes in his body.

At this time, his face under the mask was a little peculiar.

In the confusion.

I am surprised.

Looking at the return on the bamboo slips and silk, Yue Yuan felt a little confused for a while.

He remembered the news transmitted through Zhenzhen by his apprentices Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling and Yuan Tiangang's referential words at the beginning, could it be really like that? Why hasn't this feeling diminished in the slightest after Wan Wan left?

This moment.

Yue Yuan suddenly remembered the Zhenlong chess game of the Loose Sect without a cliff in the Drum Mountain.

He's the endgame.

It is the weak pawn that is about to come to an end.

How to break this game?

Is it possible to die a bright future?!

For a while, Yue Yuan felt that his whole person was not very good. (To be continued......)