How could there be anyone else here?

The two old men at the stone table just sat quietly, without any movement, and did not know whose turn it would be. Time passed slowly, and there was still no one left, and if someone who played chess like this was unbearable, I was afraid that he would get angry.

Bai Nian and the Phantom Banshee looked at each other for a while and then walked towards the stone table, only to find that the two old men looked exactly the same, but the clothes they wore were a little different.

"Senior!" Bai Nian said.

But the two old men still did not move, as if they had not heard.

Finally, one of them raised his hand and grabbed a black piece, and the chess piece landed on one part of the board, and the whole game seemed to come to life. The confrontation between the two sides escalated, creating an atmosphere of solemnity, and the black and white sides were like two armies fighting.

"Life is like chess, black and white. There is always right and wrong!" said the old man on the Kuroko side.

"There is no symbiosis, right and wrong are indistinguishable. It is difficult to say whether it is good or bad in one life. Another old man picked up a piece of white and slowly landed on the chessboard, and the situation that had just been besieged and killed was reversed in an instant, but he killed a few of the opponents.

The two played more than ten pieces in a row, and the black side obviously had the advantage, and the white pieces on the chessboard were more concentrated near the center Tianyuan.

"Looking at this situation, this white man should be the first to fall on Tianyuan, but he is a little confident. The phantom banshee stroked her chin and stared intently at the chessboard.

"Can you understand?" Bai Nian said in surprise, he had never touched this chess path, and he was confused.

"Studied before when I was bored. The Phantom Banshee nodded.

"Why do you say that this Bai Zi is confident?" Bai Zi obviously fell below, and Bai Nian was puzzled.

"White is the first, if the first pawn falls in the center of Tian Yuan, it will force black to fight around this piece, but then there is basically no first move, and it is passive. But in this way, he also grasped the advantage of the mid-game, as long as he can grab the first move in the back, he can turn the loss into a win. ”

"But for two evenly matched opponents, it's extremely difficult to regain the advantage from a disadvantage. Those who dare to descend Tianyuan are either masters or novices, so that's why I said that this white son is too confident!" said the Phantom Banshee with a shake of her head.

Bai Nian understood somewhat, but still couldn't understand the chess game.

This old man who holds black chess moves straight to the Yellow Dragon, with a sharp edge, and every drop has a powerful momentum to break the formation.

And the old man who holds the white son moves to the front with his chess and sword, and the fall is flexible between the big opening and closing, and he can always resolve the killing game laid by the sunspot.

Three feet away, is a place of gunsmoke.

It seems that because of the arrival of the two Bai Nian and the Phantom Banshee, the speed at which the two old men fell faster and faster.

Circumference, eating, escape, grape. The chess pieces on the entire chessboard are extinguished and the grid points are vacated, and after they are vacated, they are occupied by the chess pieces, and after a while, the whole chessboard is almost full of chess pieces.

"Yin and Yang are against the chaos of heaven and abandoned, my life is up to me!" The old man in black fell suddenly.

The chess momentum was raised, and the morale of the sunspots was greatly boosted, like a battle-hardened army, vigorous and resolute, invaded like fire, and killed the white sons one after another.

"It looks like Shirako is going to lose!" the phantom banshee sighed softly.

However, the truth was unexpected, and the old white chess player seemed to have anticipated the chess game in front of him. He slowly dropped a son, this one was stuck in a critical place, the black son's qi was blocked, and the white son actually fought his way out of the dead.

"Between square inches, if you are separated, life and death rotate, overlapping changes. How can you say that the way of heaven has itself!" said the old man in white.

One son fell and was full of life, and Bai Zi's backhand was the first.

"The birth of the Tao is the change of impermanence, and the destruction of the Tao is the disaster of no vain. The old man said again.

The old man of the black chess piece frowned, and the one he held up did not fall for a long time. Eventually, he sighed, and Kuroko quickly fell to the ground, and Kuroko began to retreat, turning from attack to defense.

More than ten sons fell, and then watched the chess game, the situation reversed instantly, and Bai Zi seemed to have laid a large number of hidden killing games in the early stage, and all the layouts surfaced at this moment. If the offensive is devastated, it will conquer the city and swallow the mountains and rivers.

"The immortal road is slim, I want to live forever. Three thousand tribulations, the way of heaven is ruthless!" The old man of the black chess piece sighed, and dropped a piece, leaving only the last vacant seat in the chess game, and the black son had been killed in all directions, and the qi was about to run out.

But the old man did not show a happy look, he sighed leisurely, and at that moment he seemed to be even older, and his spirit was completely decadent.

"In the end, there is life and death, heaven and earth are impermanent, and the world says that immortals are immortal, but who can truly escape the reckoning at the head of the catastrophe?"

Life and death are fateful, and heaven is impermanent!

This sentence is also engraved on the stone door of the immortal hall, this old man seems to be the person who carved the words?

The old man in white fell to the last piece, and the final game was unclear.

Nineteen ways and horizons, how much common sense is in it!

Finally, the two old men turned their heads to look at Bai Nian, and smiled slightly with a charitable face.

Bai Nian just wanted to say hello, but the old man in front of him slowly faded like a projection, and finally disappeared completely.

The black and white pieces on the chessboard still retain the original game, and the chess pieces are covered with dust, as if no one has ever moved.

"This ...... What's going on?" the Phantom Banshee said in surprise.

"What we have seen is just a scene from countless years ago, maybe their Dao Law is too powerful, and they actually keep that scene here!" Bai Nian sighed, these were all explained by the witch to him.

With a "squeak", the door of the thatched hut behind him opened, and an old man with a cane, a rickety back, and a pale white hair limped out.

Bai Nian and the Phantom Banshee raised their vigilance, this old man was not the old man who was playing on the stone table.

"Who are you two little dolls, who dare to disturb the old man's sleep. ”

The old man was like a candle in the wind, his thin figure was crumbling, but his voice was loud and majestic.

"Senior, we came here unintentionally......" Bai Nian bowed slightly, and said with a respectful face.

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the old man in front of him.

"You have Xia blood in your body, are you surnamed Xia?" the old man snorted and said to the phantom banshee.

"The bloodline of the Xia family, the surname of the Great Xia royal family is Xia, and the prince Xia Huai'an calls the phantom banshee his sister, so the phantom banshee is likely to be a member of the Great Xia royal family. Bai Nian thought clearly about the key.

"Senior, I don't have the surname Xia!" The phantom banshee seems to be a little taboo about the surname Xia.

"Huh?" the old man frowned, not knowing what he was thinking, and finally shook his head and said, "That's it, since you are my descendant, and you can come here, the old man will give you a chance!"

"Descendants?" asked the Phantom Banshee, puzzled, "Who are you?"

"The Great Xia Imperial City was erected by the old man, who do you say the old man is?" the old man said slowly, stroking a dragon-shaped carving on his cane.

"Are you...... The first generation of Xia Huang?" The Phantom Banshee said in surprise.

"Isn't the first generation of Xia Huang rumored to be dead, senior, are you really the first generation of Xia Emperor?" Bai Nian asked suspiciously.

The old man glanced at Bai Nian and said dissatisfiedly: "Old man I, the upper and poorer and the lower Yellow Spring, standing at the peak of majesty in all directions, is it necessary to deceive you two useless little dolls?"

"But......" the old man's eyes focused on one place, and he said in a low tone, "The way I look now is no different from death. ”

"Is this old man really your ancestor?" Bai Nian whispered to the side of the phantom banshee's face.

The phantom banshee frowned, her face was extremely bad, she stretched out a hand and grabbed Bai Nian's waist, and twisted her hand.

"I'll rub it, this woman is sick!" Bai Nian held back the pain, his face pale.

"Since you are the first emperor of Great Xia, you also created this secret realm, right?

"Well, you are also my descendant, why are you in such a hurry to leave when you see me?" the old man said in surprise: "You have excellent body and bones, are you willing to worship me as a teacher and accept my inheritance?"

"Don't!" The simple words were extremely simple, and the phantom banshee turned her face sideways and refused directly.

"What? Do you know how important the old man's inheritance is, how many people are lining up to beg the old man to be accepted as a disciple?"

"So what? Don't say no, don't!" said the Phantom Banshee, her tone extremely impatient

"What?" the old man felt difficult to step down.

I thought that when I saw the founding ancestor, this female doll would be overjoyed to let herself point out once or twice, but who knew that phantom banshees were not rare at all.

"Little girl, if you worship me as a teacher, I can give you many, many benefits, you will have a bright future in the future, and you will tremble when you tremble and the entire Southern Regions will tremble. Seeing that the phantom banshee was extremely stubborn, the old man began to use soft means.

"There's nothing good about the surname Xia!" the phantom banshee said amazingly, full of resentment.

"Hmm, little girl, you seem to have a grudge against the Xia family?" said the old man.

"Humph!" the Phantom Banshee snorted coldly.

"Alas, you tell the old man, I'll help you find a place!" the old man patted his chest and said, full of energy, very abrupt from the vicissitudes of life.

Bai Nian stood aside and couldn't interject at all, and later the old man erected a barrier to isolate the sound. The two of them were secretly talking together, and Bai Nian couldn't hear what they were saying now.

The Phantom Banshee and the Old Man seem to have finally reached a pact that would make the Phantom Banshee agree to become the Old Man's disciple.

After the two finished negotiating, the phantom banshee came to Bai Nian's side and whispered: "He should be the first Xia Emperor, I can feel a sense of kinship in the bloodline."

"Since there is no harm, then you can accept his inheritance with peace of mind!" Bai Nian said.

"Well, you wait here for a minute. ”

The phantom banshee left Bai Nian, and then walked straight towards the old man.

The old man smiled, looked at the phantom banshee, and seemed very satisfied with this newly accepted disciple.

"You come with me. The old man brought the phantom banshee into the hut, and Bai Nian frowned and was completely left to dry.

Half an hour later, the old man walked out, he coughed, and asked majestically: "Boy, since you can come here, it means that you and I are destined, and the old man will also give you a chance!"

"Huh?" Bai Nian asked suspiciously, "I don't know what kind of opportunity my predecessors gave me?"

"You have an immortal scripture on you, right?" the old man reached out with a wrinkled hand and shook it at Bai Nian.

The immortal bamboo slip emerged from his bosom and flew towards the old man's hand. Immortal Sutra and other things Bai Nian naturally did not carry it on his chest, he originally wanted to put it in the storage spirit weapon, but found that he couldn't earn it at all.

"Life and death are fate, and the way of heaven is impermanent! It seems that the predecessors are the ones who say this," Bai Nian said calmly.

"No, no, no! I didn't say that!" said the old man, as if stimulated by something, with emotion.

"Huh?" Bai Nian was a little puzzled, but after a closer look, the temperament of this old man and the old man who carved words and played chess was obviously different.

"You can meet my master, it seems that there is a certain reason why the immortal scripture falls into your hands. The old man glanced at Bai Nian and sighed.

"The person who played chess just now is my master, my master is the Supreme Immortal King of the Six Realms, this immortal scripture was created by him, and the immortal hall is also the inheritance place left by him after his feathering. The old man said slowly.

"Boy, let me ask you, would you like to be my disciple's protector?"

"Don't!" Bai Nian shook his head in denial.

If you become a protector, then you will have to protect the phantom banshee like a guardian in the future, and your freedom will be limited. He still has his own affairs, solving the mystery of his life experience, finding Lin Qingyue and Bai Fan, and even helping the witch recover her body.

"You... Hmph! If you refuse, then you don't want to cultivate this immortal scripture!" the old man shook the immortal scripture in his hand and drank on his lips.

"If you don't cultivate, you won't cultivate, who is rare!"

"You!" the old man's eyebrows furrowed, and his face turned angry.

"I can't help you!" the old man raised his hand and slowly pressed down towards Bai Nian.

A terrifying coercion spread from the top of his head to his feet, and Bai Nian instantly rose with a trace of fear like falling into the abyss. Teeth chattered, muscles tensed, sweat rained down, and it was extremely painful.

"Xiao Xiazi, I haven't seen you for a long time, why are you so interested in bullying juniors?"

The voice is playful, with uncontrollable contempt.

A wisp of red mist floated out from between her fingers, and a red dress slowly condensed, and her peerless face loomed, it was the witch.

Bai Nian instantly felt a warmth in his heart, the coercion around him disappeared, and he slowly raised his head.

I saw the old man in front of him lying on the ground with a pop, his whole body trembling, as if he had seen some peerless and terrifying murderous thing.

I saw him pause and say two words: "Emperor...... Honor!"