Thousands of mountains, pines and cypresses.

A blackened goshawk soared above the sky, white clouds gliding past it, split by blade-sharp wings.

Behind its tail were two slender white tow straps.

Chirp –

The goshawk let out a loud chirp that echoed through the mountains and forests.

On the top of one of the mountains, there is a huge hundred-year-old pine, which is like a tall emerald fairy, with branches stretched out like broad palms to obscure most of the falling sunlight.

The goshawk flared its wings and swooped downward.

Pierce the clouds.

It flapped its wings and landed on the forks of the pine branches.

Under the shade of the pines, two people sat on a bluestone and played against each other.

One is a great monk with kind eyebrows.

One is a little Taoist priest with sword eyebrows and starry eyes.

A rainbow light suddenly crossed the sky, and that light was like a pair of scissors, cutting the scenery of white clouds, blue sky, mountains and cypresses.

"The people who spoil the scenery are coming."

The little Taoist priest scratched his sideburns, he picked up a black chess piece from the chess box, and dropped a piece on the chessboard.

"Hahaha......"

The big monk on the opposite side just stroked his beard and smiled, and he unhurriedly pinched up a white piece and put it on the chessboard.

The two were playing against each other, and the rainbow light was getting closer and closer, until it fell next to the two of them, turning into a human form.

"Yes, you two! Instead of drinking with me, he came here to play stinky chess......"

The man was a tall man of about forty years old, dressed in a cloth coat and carrying a long sword, and a red wine gourd hanging from his waist.

"What are you doing here, you drunkard? Look at you, you have ruined this rare artistic conception......"

The little Taoist priest picked up a black spot, and rolled his eyes at the man before it fell.

"Amitabha, the Buddhist family has five precepts, and poor monks are not allowed to drink alcohol......"

The great monk recited the Buddha's name.

"Hehe, the artistic conception has a fart!"

The man first scolded the little Taoist, and without waiting for the latter to refute, he continued:

"And you, old monk. What are you pretending to be high, don't think I don't know what happened to you back then, you didn't just drink wine and eat meat, you also drank and messed ......"

"Amitabha!"

The old monk folded his hands and whispered a Buddha name.

Behind him, there is a tall Vajra protector who reveals his body, with three heads and six arms, mighty and domineering.

The three heads of the Vajra Protector are all wide-eyed, and each of the six hands holds a golden magic weapon, either a sword or a pestle, or a ring of fire or a water bottle, or a Buddhist bead or a lotus flower.

"Alas, alas, I can't afford to play, right...... Do you want to do it if you don't agree with each other? ”

The man smiled and took a few steps back.

"Whoever makes you owe it, you can't mention that matter, you still have to say it. Make the Zen master angry and beat you up and be happy? ”

The little Taoist priest took the opportunity to play two more sunspots on the chessboard.

"Okay, okay, I owe it, can I ask you to drink to make amends?"

The man shook the wine gourd around his waist.

The great monk smiled, and the Vajra Protector behind him disappeared with the light, and he stroked his beard:

"Good."

"Tsk - where is the anger, it is clear that he wants to trick me into drinking."

The man shook the wine gourd, and a white porcelain wine glass appeared in front of the two people playing at the same time, which was already full of wine.

"Haha, who told you not to pay every time you drink, so that either I pay the bill or the Zen master settles the bill......"

The little Taoist priest took the wine glass and drank it all.

The big monk just waved his sleeves, and the wine in the wine glass had disappeared, and he also put the two black bullets fired by the little Taoist back into the chess box.

"Okay, then I'll have a treat this time, let's drink."

The man shook his wine gourd in pain, and half of it was missing.

"No, wait until this game of chess is over."

The little Taoist smacked his lips and put down the wine glass in his hand, it was rare for the man to invite a drink, but he still shook his head resolutely.

The great monk smiled and said nothing.

"After a heavy rain, it is inevitable that earthworms will come out...... Do you have to take care of this? ”

The man sat down cross-legged, and he pointed to a winding mountain range in the distance.

"Earthworms? If we don't get rid of it today, what will we do if we don't get rid of it today, and he will become a scourge to the human race? ”

The little Taoist priest raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and the green cypress of Cangshan was a great scenery.

"Oh? So why not make a move now, and take advantage of the fact that it is not successful, wouldn't it be easier? ”

The man took off the sword from his back and placed it across his knees.

"The Zen master made a bet with me that if he beat me, I would spare his life."

The great monk on the opposite side nodded yes.

"Zen master, do you know how to play chess?"

The man scratched his head and asked.

"The poor monk won't."

The great monk didn't lie, he said with a smile.

That......

The man raised his eyes to look at the chessboard on the bluestone, the chessboard criss-crossed on it, the big dragon composed of the great monk Baizi had been chased and intercepted by the little Taoist priest's sunspot until there was no way out, and the end was only eaten away by a little bit.

"The defeat is decided......"

The man shook his head and said no more.

The sun rises and the moon sets, and this game of chess is a full three days.

A drop of dew slipped from the branch in the early morning and smashed straight onto the chessboard, just when the little Taoist priest was about to win the last shot.

The drop of dew hit where he was about to fall.

"Huh?"

On the chessboard, the great monk's white dragon has been eaten by more than half of the little Taoist's sunspots, and only the last son who slays the dragon has not fallen.

And now, the place where it should have fallen is occupied by a drop of water.

Is it providence?

The little Taoist priest was in deep thought while pinching the chess pieces, and suddenly saw the drop of water on the chessboard and began to tremble, no, not the drop of water, but the entire chessboard began to tremble.

Not only the chessboard, but even the mountain under his feet began to tremble.

"Huh? How's that, who won ......"

The man slept crookedly, and he was woken up by the vibration sound, and he rubbed his eyes and asked the two people in front of him.

"Amitabha."

The great monk smiled slightly, and there were golden lotus flowers blooming around him.

"Zen Master, you won? Isn't it, you can't even play chess without a person...... Haha, I won't call you a stinky chess basket again, you are not even as good as a stinky chess basket. ”

The man didn't look at the chessboard, but when he saw the depressed expression on the little Taoist priest and the smile of the great monk, he guessed seven, seven, eight, eight.

"Shut up!"

The little Taoist priest stood up, he glared at the man fiercely, and then the whole person stepped on the void and flew upwards until he went deep into the clouds.

"Tut-tut, you want to save face, you are more than a hundred years old, and you have to pretend to be a child, it's really shameless......"

The man shook his head and laughed.

……

When I flew into the air, I saw that it was the source of the vibration, and it was the winding mountain range that the man had pointed to in the distance.

Now the mountain range is rising one after another, as if something is about to come out of the ground, and the green pines that grow on the mountain have been torn down from their roots, and countless wild beasts in the mountains and forests have run away.

The birds also spread their wings and left the place without looking back.

It's as if something terrifying is driving them away.

A dark cloud drifted in and obscured the sun in the sky.

In the dark clouds, there seemed to be a faint sound of lightning and thunder.

A roar followed.

The roar resounded through the sky like thunder, and the surrounding beasts and mountain birds that had not had time to flee were shaken into a cloud of blood mist.

A thick black demonic aura erupted from the cracks in the mountains.

The man's eyes became solemn, and he subconsciously put his hand on the hilt of the sword, and there was a faint flash of electricity between the sleeves of his robe.

"Amitabha, Lord Yan doesn't need to be in a hurry."

The great monk came down from the bluestone that had been sitting cross-legged for three days, bowed to the sky, and then said to the man on the side.

"I really didn't see it in this powerful way."

The man held the sword in his hand, and for a moment his gaze stared at the mountains that had changed in the distance.

The mountain ridge rose in greater and greater amplitude, until at last the four largest peaks of the mountain burst apart, and huge rocks tumbled down from the heights, smashing into the ground and raising dust several feet high.

Huge claws covered in scales protruded from cracks in the ground, tearing the remaining half of the mountain to shreds with a single claw.

This was followed by the second paw, the third, and the fourth......

The mountains cracked, and a huge body covered in scales loomed.

Roar!

There was another loud roar, and the pitch-black clouds in the sky were followed by several thunderous lightning flashes.

It was daytime, but it was like night.

The dark clouds were so big that they enveloped the land for nearly a thousand miles, and countless beasts raised their heads and watched this strange scene.

Click!

A bolt of lightning fell a foot wide, striking a deep pit on the mountain, and the surrounding mountains and forests were all scorched.

Out of the pit was a body with scales.

This lightning is not like strangling the monster that lives underground and wants to break through the ground, but it is more like helping the monster contact the seal on its body.

Click! Click! Click!

The lightning slashed faster and faster, and more and more monster bodies were exposed under the mountain range, and when its body was all revealed, a slightly slender tail also stretched out from the ground.

At the end of the mountain is a huge stone mountain, which is called Stone Mountain because it is bare from head to toe, and there is not even a single grass, only hard stones.

As the monster's form slowly revealed, the mountain cracked several times, and two strange pillars of green light shot out from the ground of the stone mountain.

stir up all the dark clouds that have been deposited in the sky.

Roar!

This roar can no longer be described as deafening, it can only be said that this roar is really as smooth as the legend.

A roar.

The upper can alarm the Nine Heavens Immortal Buddha, and the lower can deter the Ten Halls of Yama.

With this roar, the huge monster with a slender body completely soared and directly entered the dark cloud, wrapped in the black cloud.

That's a dragon.

The man saw the true face of the monster in the short moment it took off, and the horns of the head were towering, swallowing clouds and spitting fog.

"You...... Guys...... Be...... Who ......"

Like the thunder of the sky, every word can spread hundreds of miles away.

In front of the dark clouds in the sky, the little Taoist priest pinched his hand and looked indifferent, he closed his palms, and a small wooden sword appeared in the palm of his hand.

With a rainbow light, the man had already reached the side of the little Taoist priest with his sword.

Immediately afterwards, a golden lotus platform holding the great monk also came to the air.

"Daomen...... Boundless. ”

"Amitabha, the name of the poor monk...... Bodhi. ”

"Under ...... Lingguan Yan Chixia. ”

This dragon didn't know how lucky he was, he hid under the mountain range and cultivated for nearly a thousand years, and once he was born, he met the three strongest people who founded the Great Qi Kingdom.

"Terran, why are you blocking my cultivation?"

The dragon hidden among the clouds could not remember the names of these people at all, and he did not know the weight of these names today.

"Not for anything, just for your life...... Nothing more. ”

Wu Yazi pointed into a sword, the small peachwood sword was like a spirit snake around his fingers and fluttered, and finally he pointed in the air, and the peachwood sword broke through the air.

Yan Chixia took off the crown of hair on his head, his black hair fluttered in the wind, and his long hair turned from black to red in the next moment. The long sword in his hand swayed with layers of red lines, and the sleeve was even more thunderous.

Bodhi chanted a Buddha horn in a low voice, and three golden bodies several feet high appeared behind him. The one on the left hand side is the angry eye Vajra, the one on the right hand side is the low-eyed Bodhisattva, and in the middle is the Huanghuang Great Sun True Buddha.

Airplanes!

Roar!

The sword is unsheathed, and the dragon roars!