Inside the inn.

Li Xingyun meditated cross-legged on the bed, pinching the seal in his hand, practicing luck, and practicing the Qi Sutra.

This Qi Sutra was given by his uncle, who was awarded by the Twelve Masters in Raodi, and it was extremely miraculous, and it was no less than the magic of Tiangang Jue and the Seven Star Jue.

In the previous life, he was injured by the flower bat and the ghost head, and became a waste, but after practicing this qi meridian, not only the injury was healed, but also his skill increased greatly.

Now that he has the experience of practicing in the previous life, and he has no injuries on his body, the cultivation of this Qi Sutra is bound to be faster than that of the previous life, and he can use the Qi Sutra to integrate the Tiangang Recipe and the Seven Star Formula.

As Li Xingyun gradually indulged in cultivation, in his consciousness, there were gradually voices sounding.

When he opened his eyes again, he was no longer in the inn, but in a huge chessboard.

The sky is like a round cover, and the land is like a chess game.

The game is black percent, and the world is a chess piece.

And he stands in the center of this chessboard, that is, Tian Yuan.

When I looked up at the sky, it was a gray color, and there was no blue sky or light.

Around the chessboard, there were iron chains that still glowed with cold light, and they intertwined with each other, shackling this piece of heaven and earth, and the chains did not know how much, all the way to the outside of the chessboard, until they were in the darkness that he could not see, boundless.

Looking at himself, he is still the red-dressed, fledgling teenager.

The black and white qi are staggered on the chessboard, turning into a Taiji diagram, and then falling one after another.

A stream of black and white gas fell on the chessboard, turning into a hundred human shapes, fighting each other endlessly, and in an instant, the chessboard was full of shouts and roars, gunsmoke was filled, and war raged.

Li Xingyun tried hard to see the situation of the chess game, but you sang and our side appeared, and one after another the human figures made of black and white qi fell into the chess game, and then dissipated in the fight, the situation became too fast, even if it stood in Tianyuan, it was also a chess piece.

He can't see clearly.

I can't see anything clearly.

Suddenly, a murderous machine appeared behind him, making Li Xingyun's hair stand up, like a man's back.

Li Xingyun didn't even think about drawing his sword and slashed, and the cold light on the sword shone in the scorching sun of the nine heavens.

When he turned around, he saw the man's face clearly.

He has purple skin, short as a dwarf, and his eyes are black and purple, like a strange demon.

It's Zhu Youjue.

But that Zhu Youqi was swords and two pieces by him, turning into a black gas and dissipating in the chessboard.

Only one sentence remains.

"Li Xingyun, what do you want?"

There was also a laugh that seemed to be mocking.

Li Xingyun was speechless, and this time, he was silent.

Before he could take a breath, countless black gases turned into soldiers and came to disturb him, and Zhu Youzhen stood on top of the huge chariot and attacked with his sword.

Jin Ge Iron Horse is like rolling dark clouds covering the sky and the sun, pressing horizontally, even if it is a miracle, how small is it in front of this million army?

Kill out of the battle array, and there is only one sentence left, and he is alone.

"Li Xingyun, what do you want?"

Then there are Zhu Youwen and Li Cunqing.

As soon as Fang was out of the battle formation, Li Ke came in a wheelchair, pinching the seal with both hands, and an indescribable pressure hit the sky, making Li Xingyun feel that he was like a lonely boat on the sea, facing the storm, the storm, and the morning was precarious.

The poisonous man waved his hand, and thousands of soldiers and gods came out together, unstoppable, and pressed with the momentum of annihilation.

Rolling black clouds overwhelmed the city, gradually engulfing the entire chessboard from a distance.

Li Xingyun leaned on one knee and struck the chessboard with a wave of his palm, and the qi was activated, like an autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, dispersing the black and white qi between the chess games.

In an instant, the entire chessboard was empty, and only he was left.

This time, he was really the only one left.

There is also a sentence about what you want.

When he endured his exhaustion and staggered to his feet, he found that he was no longer on the chessboard, but sat in front of a chessboard that had not yet started.

There is not a single son on the chessboard.

There was no one on the other side of him.

"Son of God, how are you doing?" A deep voice came from behind it.

He will never forget that voice, it was Yuan Tiangang.

"With the number of ninety-five, and with the Heavenly Gang Formula, the Seven Stars Technique, the Qi Sutra and other peerless learnings, I still have to learn the measurement of the dragon.

Son of Heaven, it's really out of luck. Yuan Tiangang's words without any emotion came into Li Xingyun's ears.

This is far more jarring than the phrase 'waste, mud can't hold up the wall'.

"After Jin Di Xie Liang, after slashing the fear in his heart, can you see the world you said? Can you find the unity of all people, the people's desire!?

The people of the world that you have in mind can live and work in peace and contentment in the so-called prosperous era of Datong that you want? Yuan Tiangang was still wearing the same green clothes and iron armor, with a mask on his face and a hat on his head, walked to Li Xingyun's side, looked down at Li Xingyun sitting in front of the chessboard, and asked in a tone without any waves.

"From the Anshi Rebellion to Wang Xianzhi, Huang Chao, and then to Zhu Wen's self-reliance, today, I don't know how many people in the world are called kings and how many people are called emperors.

The palace was burned into splendid ashes, the heavenly street was depleted with the bones of the ministers, and the feudal town raised troops, just for the heart of that one person's only husband, and the axe killed Yingye.

Mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, rivers of blood.

is just a poisonous man, but a chess piece, and he dares to trespass the Ninety-Five.

Mobei Mao thief, one or two barbarians, the handsome can be eliminated at hand, and he also dares to call soldiers on the border and watch Shenzhou.

Li Siyuan is not a prisoner of the country, from Zhu Wen to Zhu Youqi, Zhu Youzhen, and then to Li Cunqing, the princes of the world such as Song Wentong and Li Ya'er, don't say that the princes and generals are the emperors, but they are just the chess pieces that have been changed in the chess game. Speaking of this, "Yuan Tiangang" put his hand on Li Xingyun's shoulder.

The strength of that hand was very light, like cotton wool in the wind, weightless, but it pressed him out of breath.

"Why, isn't that your choice?

Emperor. "Yuan Tiangang" sneered twice and continued.

"Didn't you say that after the troubled times, there will be great harmony?

Don't you look forward to the wisdom of the people's desire and the unity of all?

Aren't you yearning for the wild crane?

Why can't you even say a word now? "Yuan Tiangang" told the story, every word, like a mountain, like the sky.

"What is the difference between Ben Shuai choosing you and God choosing you?

His Royal Highness is still the same Highness, although it is not as good as it was back then, but in his bones, it still hasn't changed. With that, "Yuan Tiangang" removed the hand that was pressed on Li Xingyun's shoulder, and reached out to pick up the chess box containing the black chess pieces.

But he was pressed down by Li Xingyun.

"Whether it is the Son of Heaven or His Highness, there is no difference.

There is no master in the world, the soldiers are disturbed, although I can't be the master of the world, I can give up this body, stop the chaos for the world, even if there is only half a day, there may be half a day of peace, I don't know how many people can be saved from fire and water, Li Shu is hanging upside down.

Providence or will, this time, I want all those who don't deserve to die to live!

To this day, I still believe that after the troubled times, it will be Datong, and the Tang Dynasty served by the princes is a dragon chair that no one will ever sit on, and it is a banner that will never be held up.

If there is oneness, I will wait for him on that dragon chair!

The world is uncertain, I go.

The world is uneven, don't go back! ”

"This time, I'm here to start!"

……

In the inn, Li Xingyun, who had peeked through the demons, woke up slowly.

It's another dream, and before I know it, a day and a night have passed.

Luck.

"In the end, there is a little less accumulation of heritage, and it is still a little short, just a little bit." Li Xingyun sat cross-legged on the bed, feeling the greatly increased internal force in his body.

With the miraculous power of the Qi Sutra, coupled with the integration of the Tiangang Recipe and the Seven Stars Technique, almost becoming one, his skill is no different from the Great Heaven Position, but it is still a little short of the real Great Heaven Position.

"No, it's a lot worse."