In the depths of the endless starry sky, there is a whirlpool as black as ink.

Within the whirlpool, there is another world, shrouded in clouds and mist, and the only towering mountain top is clearly visible.

A gazebo, a round table, a chessboard, many illusory figures and a huge snow-white dog.

The giant dog lay on the edge of the cliff, and its snow-like fur rose and fell like brocade in the gentle wind.

Numerous phantoms surround the chessboard, seemingly talking, but there is no sound, and the othello pieces in the chess box float up on their own and fall into the board.

With the fall of the chess pieces, the clouds and mist of the heaven and earth on this side surged, the thunderclouds churned, and the thunder rumbled.

Many illusory figures instantly shattered in the thunder, and the chess pieces on the chessboard also shattered.

There is only day, no night.

I don't know how long it took, many phantoms resurfaced, broke through the clouds and came to the top of the mountain, and started again.

However, the ending has not changed, the thunder sound has reappeared, the phantom has been destroyed, and the chess pieces have been shattered, the only thing that has changed is that there are many more chess pieces before the collapse than the previous one.

There are countless reciprocations, life and death.

Until one day, what appeared on the top of the mountain was no longer many phantoms, but a middle-aged man with a solid body and a tall posture.

I saw that the man's hands flew up and down, and one by one the black and white pieces fell on the chessboard in square inches, and each drop would arouse a wave of momentum.

It wasn't until there was only one gap left on the board that the man's hands stopped. He was holding one hand behind him, the other sticking to his long sideburns, his sword eyebrows were lightly raised, and Han Xing's eyes were fixed on the chessboard, as if he was hesitating, as if he was waiting.

The black and white pieces crisscrossed the chessboard, and a strong killing aura wanted to gush out of the chessboard, but it was imprisoned by another mysterious force and pulled into the board, and the two forces were not comparable, and they went back and forth.

The clouds and mist broke through, and a giant dog with a snow-white body and a blue flame burning on his eyebrows slowly walked out, "It's decided?"

The man volleyed in the sunspot and started.

"As soon as the sunspot falls, life and death are unpredictable!" the giant dog said.

After all, I am the condensed product of the spiritual power of all the dead saints, and the obsession in my heart is naturally inextricable. I...... It doesn't belong here. That's why you never stopped it. The man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but be distracted for a moment.

The giant dog shook his head first, and then stepped down violently with his front feet, and the clouds and mist of this heaven and earth dissipated instantly, and what came into view was one tomb after another, all over the mountains and fields, countless.

"I am a grave keeper, guarding a decaying body, and I have no control over the remnants. It's just that what I didn't expect was that this group of so-called Holy Thoughts of the outside world would be able to join forces to explore a way to break out of this tomb's prohibition!" the giant dog paused, as if to say something more, but closed his mouth again.

"There's a question that has been bothering me for a long time......" The man stared into the eyes of the giant dog in front of him, which was several times taller than him.

"Don't ask! meet again!" the giant dog shook the giant and jumped down the mountain.

Seeing the giant dog leaving, the man turned to look at the chessboard, rubbed the sunspot with his fingers, sighed deeply, and said secretly, "Goodbye!"

Syllable!

The sunspot falls.

The chessboard instantly rose with golden light, and in that light, Dao divine patterns appeared one by one, straight through the sky, but no thunderclouds appeared.

The man stepped onto the chessboard, his figure plunged into the golden light, raised his eyes to look at the big tombs standing at the foot of the mountain, his face was calm, the corners of his mouth curled, and said, "I'm leaving!"

The light dissipated, and the chessboard vanished with the man.

The giant dog under the mountain looked at the sky, his eyes flashed, and finally sneezed and closed his eyes and fell asleep.

......

One of the largest planets in the galaxy at a distance of one billion light-years from the vortex is called Tianlan Star.

Tianlan Star has existed for hundreds of millions of years, and after the movement of the earth's crust, it finally fell apart into seven sections, namely: Kongsang Continent, Liangzhou Continent, Yongzhou Continent, Xuzhou Continent, Beixu Continent, Tianlan Continent, and Hongyu Continent.

Except for the Seven Continents, all that remains is the mysterious and dangerous ocean connected to the sky.

Early one morning.

This day is not a special day, ordinary people live an ordinary life, the seven dynasties still have an early dynasty on time, and the major immortal sects still practice morning and morning classes.

However, in that short moment, the entire planet, all species, breathed collectively.

Ordinary people naturally didn't care, but all the monks who practiced couldn't help but tremble in their hearts, and even many old monsters who were still in retreat came out of the customs one after another, observing the celestial phenomena and pinching their fingers to calculate.

However, such an obvious vision could not be counted as any way, and not even a trace of cause and effect could be seen.

Kongsang Continent, Yin Gray Village, Li Family Courtyard.

Just half a year ago, Li Yun, who was Li Mo's eldest son, died tragically while performing a royal mission, and the fall of the young commander instantly determined the fate of the family.

Many people in the DPRK and China are full of envy and hatred for this young commander, and if he is beautiful today, he naturally cannot miss this opportunity to push the boat along the river.

As a result, the Li Mansion changed from a city to a city overnight.

What's more, he did not hesitate to push the tide again, completely driving the Li family out of the imperial city and sending them to Yinhui Village, thousands of miles away.

Li Mo and his wife were originally from poor peasants, and although their identities changed drastically, they did not show any excesses.

They also have a young son named Li Feng.

Li Feng, seventeen years old, young and frivolous, debauched, relying on his brother's power, has made a lot of fox friends since he was sensible, and even the female disciples in the Xianmen dare to provoke and tease. has been spoiled by Li Mo and his wife since he was a child, and if he wants to correct it when he grows up, he is powerless.

Now, my brother is no longer alive, and the former fox friends and dog friends have turned against each other, and there are even Xianmen disciples who settle accounts after the autumn, and it didn't take long for them to die.

Li Mo and his wife were already old, and they had not yet come out of the pain of losing a child, but they lost another son, where can they survive the past. So, on the day of Li Feng's seventh day, the couple also drove west together.

The neighbors didn't expect the Li family to be so unlucky, for fear that the bad luck would spread to their own home, so they did their best to make three inferior coffins for the family of three, place the corpses in them, and hang two white lanterns in front of the door.

Because the location of the grave is designated by the government, and the Li family naturally does not have this treatment, even if the neighbors want to bury their family, they are helpless.

However, on this day, just when everyone's breathing was inexplicably stagnant, Li Feng's corpse lying in the coffin suddenly opened his eyes.

The sparkle of his eyes slowly focused from confusion to brilliance.

"Success!" Li Feng muttered.

But he remained in his original lying position, motionless, and slowly closed his eyes.

Although Li Feng's first seven years have passed, when he saw the scene of his father and mother returning to the west together, he suddenly seemed to have a conscience, shed illusory tears, hid in his rotten body, and wanted to go against the sky, cultivate into a powerful ghost, and take revenge.

But he didn't want an extremely powerful divine soul to suddenly appear on his body today, and instantly crush his weak remnant soul.

Li Feng...... , the name is not for me. Thousands of holy people in one, the name is too vulgar to lose people, huh...... Thousands of generations, unify the universe, Li Qianqiu, Li Tong Universe, or Li Zhisheng? Alas, the brain hurts, forget it, let's call it Li Feng. Since I have used your name and body, I will be responsible for you!"