Volume 1: Ten Thousand Miles Returning, Yan Less and Less, Chapter 134: The Wind and Cloud Change Color

And somewhere in the barren mountains and mountains of Frost Leaf Prefecture, an ordinary authentic farmer named Zhang San.

He cultivated acres of land on his own, built three simple thatched huts, raised some chickens and ducks, and had an old yak as his companion.

Every day at sunrise and daily income and rest, living a simple life of picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and leisurely seeing Nanshan.

But at this moment, as if he had a good heart with the other three, he couldn't help but look in the direction of Qipan Mountain.

Some kind of thought also sprouted in his heart, and his cloudy old eyes became shining in a moment.

It seems that he is not an old-fashioned mountain villager, but a young strong man with blood like a cow!

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately calculated in his heart with supreme computing power.

After a long time, I still didn't see anything clearly, and all I got was a blur.

It was as if there was a great heavenly opportunity deliberately blinding what he wanted to know.

Farmer Zhang San finally gave up the divination calculation, sighed heavily, half relieved and half helpless: "That's it, what should come will always come, and you can't hide if you want to!" ”

"Xiao Yezi, it's a shame that you have gone to great lengths to do the game, and even took out the eighth drop of essence blood gifted by the Wolf Ancestor to use it as bait, waiting for us old guys to take the bait!"

"But you didn't expect it to be not, calculating and calculating, actually calculating so many karma together, and seducing out the ghost things in the depths of the chessboard!"

"You're really me! In the face of the ghosts there, the old man's life is afraid that he will be buried half there! ”

The farmer sighed incessantly, shook his head, and paced left and right in front of the simple thatched hut.

Like a farmer whose livestock has been lost, he is anxious like an ant on a hot pot.

Jinling Lin family, among the mansions.

A tall burly man was sitting cross-legged in the most private quiet room in the mansion, but at this moment, he was also shocked by this invisible drastic change that stood out, and suddenly opened his eyes!

He is the head of the Lin family, Lin Nanbei!

Since the Great Contemporary, one of the few young saints in the Eastern Continent!

He was shocked by this great change, and after opening his eyes, he immediately began to calculate, but it was also gray, like a flower in the fog, and he couldn't see it really.

He realized something, and directly activated the celestial induction, hundreds of thousands of miles away, and asked the saint in the Fengwan City.

At this moment, the saint he asked was wearing a simple green shirt, pretending to be a young son, sitting idly in a certain meditation room corridor in the famous Red Leaf Zen Temple in the city, and skillfully pinching the clouds as bright as jade in his hands, rising and falling among the dotted chessboards.

The chess player against him was a young monk with a cold and glamorous posture like red leaves and maple frost.

The young monk's chess skills are quite good, and the two of them have been inseparable from each other when they talk about this game, and the slightest mistake is to lose the whole game.

But none of them took a long exam, but just played chess as they pleased.

Lin Nanbei's celestial and human senses have not yet arrived, but the young monk is keenly aware of it.

He whispered, "The wind is up." ”

The next moment, Lin Nanbei's induction fell, and he was puzzled, where was the source of this great change? He could vaguely calculate that the source of the great change came from the chessboard mountain, but he could not be specific to a person or an event.

The starting point of that great change may be extremely small and invisible, it may be an insignificant little thing, but it has invisibly stirred up a torrent of fate!

The green-shirted sage shook his head gently, and then said leisurely: "The fish jumps into the sea at this time, and the flowers bloom on the other side." ”

It was not only for the young monk opposite, but also for Lin Nanbei.

The young monk on the opposite side moved slightly in his heart, and the next moment he suddenly realized.

Lin Nanbei was shocked when he heard this, he also understood, but he was shocked.

He couldn't help but wonder when this game was started.

Did it start after the almost bayonet-like court meeting six years ago?

This kind of great change has not stopped, outside the Frost Leaf State, the other eight large states, there are saints who have entered or retreated into the world for a moment of restlessness, as if there is some kind of budding revelation.

Each of them is using this thread in their hearts as a guide to divination, but no matter how they calculate, they can't get a glimpse of anything!

Bronze Gyeonggi, white jade Gyeongjung.

In the heart of the dragon's blood lake, the clear flow is flowing, the wind is light and the clouds are light, the sky is high and the lake is wide, the rivers and mountains are thousands of miles, and the scenery is picturesque.

At this moment, two handsome aristocratic young men sat cross-legged on the lake, each holding a fishing rod, fishing in the middle of the lake.

But the atmosphere between the two was a little inexplicably solemn, and the expressions on their faces were not at all as leisurely and relaxed as when fishing.

The two were silent, each with thoughts and sorrows.

After a long time, one of them spoke faintly, frowning slightly: "The plan is much faster than expected, the center of the chess game will become unpredictable, even if you and I set up the game, we will no longer be able to intervene in anything, and Mo Xiao's situation will become particularly difficult!" ”

"Alas......" The other person also sighed heavily when he heard this, and said helplessly: "Your and my abilities are still too limited, and the "Great Limit Period" predicted by the first Black Emperor Master is constantly approaching, we are likely to usher in a real era of great turmoil again in the next hundred years, if we can't calm down the internal disasters of the three clans as soon as possible before then, then that terrifying enemy will definitely use the powerful chess piece of the Wolf Domain to set off a great chaos, and even completely chisel through the wasteland!" ”

"Our time is too short, there is not much time for Mo Xiao to grow slowly, he can only quickly adapt to the changes in the general environment and seek to rise in the big changes!"

The other man was silent, he understood that he had to do it, and his position did not allow him to hesitate, but he still had a pity for the child who had urinated alone since childhood.

Finally, he whispered, looked into the distance, and said, "Don't smile...... May you be safe. ”

In the game of life and death.

Although Yanagi Xixue is far less sensitive than those who have become saints, he can know the autumn and trace back to the roots, but after all, with two hexagrams in his hand, he can also feel that something huge has changed!

In an instant, the two hexagrams glowed brightly and became extremely hot.

There seemed to be a fire dragon flame snake wrapped around the hexagram, and Liu Sheng let go of his hand with a sigh.

The two hexagram sticks flew away in an instant as if they had a consciousness like a living soul!

They directly tore through the void, like two fiery meteors, rushing out of the chessboard world and hanging on the top of the void!

In an instant, the sixteen-seat chessboard world resonated violently! Entering and emitting a dazzling light that penetrates the sky and the earth, it surrounds the two hexagram signs in a circle, like a courtier who respects the king.

Among the two hexagrams, two tall figures were slowly projected.

But when those two tall figures appeared, the entire Eastern Continent seemed to tremble.

All the monks, including the so-called young saints and the old monsters, trembled.

It is an instinctive reaction of a living being, a direct judgment and feeling of danger!

And this trembling feeling is different from others, the coercion and suppression of the lower realm by the saints can already be regarded as a difference between cloud and mud, and it is extremely terrifying.

But the kind of pressure emanating from these two figures is boundless, ubiquitous, and not a dimensional at all!

It is not at all to be compared with any known oppressive force!

This sense of disparity is absolutely suppressive, absolutely invincible! Don't look up!

But the existence that can make the Supreme One, the apex of humanity, tremble, and they all have a shocking answer in their hearts!

There is no doubt that it is above humanity, gods and demons in the true sense of the word!

On the two giant spaceships closest to the sixteen chessboard worlds of Qipan Mountain, everyone was stunned by this sudden and great change!

"Are there really gods and demons!? Is there really an immortal!? ”

On the giant spaceship, whether it is a fledgling young monk or a cunning old monk, they are all crazy at this moment!

Don't blame them, even the four family masters in Jinling City on the spaceship are a little dry-mouthed, and their hearts are beating violently!

Tang Wuxian looked at the majestic figure in the sea of clouds, but he didn't shout like the other people on the boat, and his mind sank instantly.

He immediately realized that the bureau that the arranger had mentioned to them earlier might just be a superficial bait for fishing for those superficial guys, such as the shouting young and old on the boat, and the people coming from the two boats, almost all the dignitaries in the entire Jinling.

Taken together, these dignitaries are almost equal to most of the Frost Leaf State.

And the layout is not only to fish these spectators in front of the stage, but also to fish the bosses behind the scenes, those sneaky old guys.

On the spaceship of the Taiping Ticket, Qian Wanli and Yeluhu were very surprised when they witnessed this scene.

They glanced at each other, thinking that the other party had a deeper layout and calculation, and spent a huge price to invite the unpredictable old monster to end.

But they were all wrong, this unexpected layout and calculation was not the plot of any one of them, they did not have this energy, but came from the hands of someone else who was more unfathomable!

Among the two figures that reached through the sky, one figure was still blurred, and it seemed that it had not yet fully descended and reflected.

One of the figures was even clearer and more condensed, and he was dressed in a black robe with a splendid crown from the past.

Like the emperor and the emperor in the ancient era, he is as high as the emperor, and has the majesty of the supreme emperor and the supreme majesty!

As soon as he appeared, a monstrous chaotic aura was diffused around his body, just a wisp of it overflowed, just like an ancient fierce dragon that covered the sky and the sun, with the power to destroy the world!

The moment this figure manifested, the "covenant" of the Divine Apocalypse Era was like a mortal enemy in an instant!

In an instant, countless Great Dao runes surged out from the heavens and the earth, spontaneously weaving into a structure.

It is the article of the Divine Revelation Covenant, the absolute law and rule of the Wasteland, the ultimate universe, which all spirits must obey and cannot be crossed!

Although these covenant provisions are the supreme laws established by the four gods, with their departure, with the great changes in the environment of the wasteland...... The binding force of these supreme laws seems to be significantly decreasing!

Right now, even the sanctified are able to resist one or two of the individual provisions of the covenant.

But the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and when it comes to truly facing the strongest in the realm of gods and demons, the Covenant is still the biggest and most trustworthy umbrella for all souls in the wasteland!

The chaotic aura that carried the power of destroying the world was blocked by the covenant regulations that the great avenue runes condensed and manifested.

There was a rumbling thunder in the sky, shaking through all worlds!

Crimson, purple, black and other nine different colors of thunder tribulation lightning, each thunder tribulation lightning is extremely thick, like an ancient dragon or divine blood python, slashing over the eastern continent.

The momentum is so great that it is like the ultimate leap of saints forcibly crossing the most terrifying Nine Heavenly Immortal Tribulation!

Whether the wasteland is on the surface or inside it, the heavens and all the worlds are violently resonating and resonating at this moment.

Donglu Valley Yuzhou, the ancestral land of the Bronze Empire, on the top of Sheji Mountain,

In front of an ordinary ancestral hall, an elderly Taoist in plain clothes was cleaning in front of the door.

His beard and hair were white, and his skin was wrinkled, like rough and uneven firewood, showing the appearance of an old dragon bell.

But only a pair of eyes, as clean as a young baby, without a trace of impurities, revealing a spirit of introvertedness.

Even though he is far away from the state, standing on the top of a mountain, and isolated from the world, he is keenly aware of the changes in the outside world!

He stopped the cleaning in his hand, glanced towards the depths of the ancestral hall, then nodded silently, and said lightly: "It is your duty to protect the people of the wasteland, go ahead." ”

The supreme divine object enshrined in the depths of the ancestral hall seemed to be in response to the words of the old Taoist, and after a gentle sound, it turned into a green rainbow and rushed out of the ancestral hall and went away.

The old Taoist nodded slightly, but he let out a long sigh, and he said faintly: "I just don't know if this move is a blessing or a curse." ”