years on.

Three Taoists stand side by side, one is a pure old Taoist, one is a blind middle-aged Taoist, and the other is a lame young Taoist.

They were playing chess.

All beings become chess pieces, the years make chess grids, and heaven and earth are chessboards.

"You two, but what are you hiding from me?" Taishang always felt that it was wrong.

Yuan Shi and Lingbao glanced at each other, shook their heads into rattles, and waved their hands in unison:

"The three are one, what do you have to hide from yourself?"

"Is that so?" Too suspicious.

"Naturally!" Yuan Shi's expression was calm.

"Or else!" Lingbao swears.

Taishang struggled for a moment, and finally chose to believe and continue to fall.

In the middle of the fall, he calmly said to the majestic figure in the void:

"The kung fu of a son, you regret 7,800 times, pushed to 7,800 times in history, recast the past, why bother? If you lose, you lose, if you win, you win, and you regret chess at will, what's the point? ”

Several majestic figures playing against Sanqing smiled at the same time:

"If we can do it, Daoist friends can naturally do it."

Before he finished speaking, Taishang flipped over the chessboard.

"The past is settled." He said coldly: "This is the benchmark for the operation of the world. ”

The majestic figures looked at the chess pieces scattered in the void, and they were silent for a moment, and slowly retreated.

When he left, one of them replied with a loud voice:

"However, weren't you the first to regret your move?"

Taishang was stunned for a moment, looked at the figure in the distance, and fell into deep thought.

"How can I ever regret chess?" He muttered, glancing at the two Taoists beside him, "What did you do?" ”

"Why do you say that!" Yuan Shi flicked his sleeves and was furious.

"He's farting!" Lingbao waved his sword and scolded his mother.

The sword qi slashed through everything and slammed into the distant majestic figure, but was snuffed out by one of them.

Yuan Shi had a cold face, coiled in the void:

"Repentance? Hmph, I don't care about it. ”

Lingbao nodded in agreement, and said arrogantly:

"Just them, are they worthy of my repentance?"

Taishang thought about it, it seemed that this was the same reason, Shi Shiran got up and walked back towards the Dao Palace.

Before leaving, he turned back and said:

"You two seem to have gotten a little closer recently, yes, in the past, you didn't look down on me, you didn't look down on you, what did it look like?"

After a pause, Taishang admonished again:

"Also, you can't learn from them, you can't regret chess at will, and you can't tear down and rewrite history at will."

"Naturally!"

"Definitely!"

After Taishang left, Lingbao and Yuan Shi glanced at each other tacitly, breathed a sigh of relief, and wiped their sweat.

Almost exposed.

The chessboard that was overturned by Taishang was straightened again, and Lingbao muttered to himself:

"We don't rewrite the chessboard for the sake of the enemy, this is not called regret chess, this is called emergency avoidance."

As he spoke, he touched his legs.

"Not bad." Yuan Shi agreed with the head: "This is not a regret move." ”

As he spoke, he touched his cheek.

"Well, no, no!" The two spoke in unison, and their relationship with each other was unprecedentedly harmonious.

Dragon Tiger Mountain.

The old heavenly master gently stroked the three or five evil swords, and sat back in the hall.

He muttered to himself:

"The general trend of the world is getting stranger and stranger"

At this time, a boy knocked on the door and asked respectfully:

"Heavenly Master, Uncle Tu asked, do you want to prepare the ritual track for next spring's spring in advance?"

"Well, get ready." The Old Heavenly Master came back to his senses and said calmly: "By the way, remember to follow the words left by the Ancestral Heavenly Master, and the Great Sacrifice is too Xuanqing." ”

"Is it still the same honorific name as before?"

"Well, it's still according to the old honorific name."

As he spoke, the Heavenly Master solemnly recited it:

"Praise, Xuanhuang has no God!"

"I'm fine." After leaving Gou Xian Town, Lu Xuan smiled at his mobile phone and said, "Don't worry, Xiao Yan." ”

"That's it." On the other end of the phone, a girl's excited voice rang: "Then when will you come back?" Xiao Lu Xiao Lu, you must be careful, Sakata Heavy Industries hates you this time! ”

"I'm going to go back to Donghai City, or go directly to the provincial capital? August has arrived, and I feel that there is no time to go to Mount Tai this time, and the trip to Longhu Mountain has to be postponed. ”

"It's okay, let's go through the motions at the beginning of school, and then talk about it!"

"Okay, then where can I find you?"

"Let's go directly to Langya City, I'm in Shengjing now, and I'm about to go to Langya City!"

"Okay, wait for me."

After Lu Xuan hung up the phone silently, the doubts in his heart turned into a tidal wave, and his mind kept recalling the previous scene outside Gou Xian Town.

What is buried under the stele? Why the sudden intervention?

And those people, why do they say that they themselves should not exist at this time in this world? Why do you say that you should be careful of your own two numbers?

Lu Xuan always felt that something was wrong, and there was an extremely awkward feeling in his heart.

YANG Jian,NEZHA,ZHU Wuneng,LI Changgeng.

He memorized these four names in his heart, and there was no information about the fault of the current life, but it was not necessarily in the dream.

After thinking about it, the Qinghe Dao people on the side finally couldn't help it, and asked in a low voice:

"Lu Zu. Mr. Lu, what happened just now? ”

Lu Xuan thought about it, shook his head and waved his hand:

"Don't say."

Qinghe Daoren smiled dumbly and sighed:

"It's a little weird, but I'd like to ask."

He stepped forward and stretched out his head, his face full of curiosity:

"How did you get the name of 'Fusheng Lu Xuan' in that hall? Could it be that it is not the ancient ancestor of our Jade Void."

Lu Xuan still smiled and waved his hand:

"Thou shalt not speak, thou shalt not speak."

Qinghe retracted his head angrily.

Lu Xuan asked with a smile at this time:

"Qinghe, are you still wondering, how is the number I got the same as the number recited by the Daoist of Longhu Mountain that day?"

"Huh?" Qinghe Daoren was a little surprised: "Mr. Lu, what are you talking about?" ”

"Lu Xuan of Fusheng." The boy was also a little surprised.

Qinghe Daoren looked around blankly, and it took a while to react, and he said suspiciously:

"I don't understand what you mean. The number recited by the people of Longhu Mountain? Was it the heavy rain of that day, the great vision? I remember this clearly, what kind of Xuanhuang and Godless they recited. ”

Lu Xuan was stunned, and his expression suddenly became serious:

"Qinghe, what did you say?"

Qinghe Daoren was a little confused, but he still repeated it.

Lu Xuan pressed the throbbing in his heart, and asked:

"Do you remember the details of that day?"

"Naturally, I remember." After recalling for a while, the Qinghe Dao people recounted from beginning to end what happened when they went to Donghai City to find Lu Xuan.

The Qingping Taoist on the side bowed slightly:

"Well, after Senior Brother Qinghe came back, he talked to me and Senior Brother Qingxuan once, and indeed it can only be said that the Dragon and Tiger Mountain is indeed good, and the [Xuanhuang Godless] recited is very extraordinary, and it can show such a vast vision."

Lu Xuan was silent.

He felt a little confused, and once thought that his memory was confused, and sat cross-legged under the surprised eyes of Qingping and Qinghe, keeping his mind quiet.

After a while, Lu Xuan opened his eyes, and his expression was calm.

I'm not mistaken, and I'm not wrong.

He glanced at Qingping and Qinghe, and his mind turned a thousand times, trying to analyze everything that happened at the moment, which was too strange.

In a trance, Lu Xuan remembered the three treasures given by the third master in the previous spiritual world, as well as what the third master had said to him in the [Origin] before.

"In the past tens of millions of years, the long river of time has been overturned countless times, and what you have experienced is already the present life that has been repeated countless times."

Lu Xuan was startled, and a cold air exploded behind him, running all over his body.

Has history been changed and re-enacted at some point without being affected?

Is it because of the treasure that the teacher gave them? Or is it a bronze fragment, a congenital ancestral Qi? Or is it something else??

Lu Xuan couldn't figure it out, but looking at the puzzled looks of Qinghe and Qingping, the more he felt palpitations.

He took out his mobile phone and searched for information about Longhu Mountain on the Internet, and indeed searched for the annual festival and past sacrifices about Longhu Mountain.

The last time he searched, Lu Xuan remembered very clearly that the sacrificial word was [Taishang Xuanqing, Fusheng Lu Xuan], and at this time, the information circulating on the Internet became [Xuanhuang has no God]!

He has a very good memory, and even recognizes that what he is looking at is the same post as the last time he saw it, the exact time it was posted, and the date the page shows the last edit years ago

The creepiness is even worse.

The years have been tampered with, history has been repeated, and everyone's perception has been deflected

He suddenly felt his own insignificance, and suddenly felt the greatness and horror of those who really stood at the apex of ancient times!

Are sacred things like time, history, and years just playthings that can be replaced at will?

A feeling of suffocation welled up.

Can I really go beyond them and walk the way of self-supremacy in these years of manipulation and manipulation by the Supreme Powers?

"Mr. Lu?" Even the most wooden Qingping saw that something was wrong and asked out loud, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Lu Xuan waved his hand in a trance:

"It's okay, it's okay"

It took him a long time to stabilize his mind again, and the once shaky Dao heart was also reinstated.

"I'm fine."

Lu Xuan got up calmly, looked up at the sky, and then said:

"Two, to be honest, I'm going to Langya Provincial Government next, this time may be very peaceful, and I may even go to Langya University."

"No problem." Qinghe Daoren smiled: "Senior Brother Qingping and I may not have walked through the red dust world for a long time, let's change our appearance." ”

As he spoke, the robes on the two of them trembled, turning into simple robes, and their faces did not change.

"In this way, it will not be too conspicuous when walking in the city." Qinghe Daoren chuckled again.

Seeing this, Lu Xuan nodded silently and didn't say anything, just flew away with the two of them.

6823 AH, August 9.

Langya Province, provincial capital, Langya City.

As the capital of the entire province, Langya City is slightly inferior to Wutong City in terms of economy, and the rest of the places are better than Wutong City.

After all, the highest administrative body of Langya Province is located in Langya City, and the city does not even have the position of mayor, and the top administrative officer of the city is also the highest administrator of the entire province.

In the administrative institutions at the provincial level, the provincial government head and the town guard have the same status, the difference is that the former is slightly weaker, and most of them are Confucians, and the emphasis is on governance ability.

The position of the town guard is equivalent to the highest military force in the province, and there are generally main positions and deputy positions, and anyone who can serve as the town guard of the province is an earth immortal at the level of the Heavenly Gate.

This city is extremely prosperous, and it is much larger than Donghai City, and at the moment when the heavens and the earth are recovering and the ancestral star is expanding a hundredfold, the total population of Langya City is hundreds of millions, which is more than the total population of many countries in the old era.

And on a big road leading to Langya City.

Three people walked side by side, one was a teenager of seventeen or eighteen years old, and the other two were middle-aged, looking to be thirty or forty years old.

"Mr. Lu."

Glancing at the cars and floating cars whizzing by beside him, Qinghe said with a smile:

"Aren't you going back to Tokai City?"

"Naturally, I want to go back later." Lu Xuan said calmly: "But I have to go to the provincial capital first, the time to register for Langya University is August 15, and it is already approaching at this time." ”

Qinghe nodded thoughtfully and said with emotion:

"I've heard that a lot of things are happening in Tokai City. How's it going now? ”

"When I left, the streets and alleys were full of white su, and the mourning halls were everywhere."

Lu Xuan sighed softly:

"How bitter the world is, I came to the provincial capital, and I already have the intention of investigating the cult, and what the provincial capital city can access is naturally far better than Donghai City."

"Hmm" Qinghe asked casually, "Does Mr. Lu have any familiar people in the provincial capital?" ”

"Yes, but not exactly."

Lu Xuan smiled bitterly:

"One you have seen, it is Uncle Wu who supported me in my house that day, and there are two close friends, one is Uncle Wu's son Wu Xiaoxu, and the other is Xiao Yan who introduced you to you."

After a pause, he added:

"As for the rest of the people, I don't know if I know them, such as Wang Zhiyao of the Langya Wang family, as well as the old lady of the Zhong family, Zhong Wufu, and Chen Dao and others."

"Oh?" Qinghe Dao people were a little puzzled: "Knowing is knowing, not knowing is not knowing, you don't know it."

Qingping, who was silent on the side, also cast a curious gaze, although he was a true immortal, he had hardly walked through the red dust, and he had always stayed in Guangcheng Palace, so he seemed to be extremely curious about everything.

Lu Xuan hesitated for a moment, and said a little shyly:

"Well, at that time, for some reason, I put on a vest and forgot to take it off."

Qinghe Qingping looked at each other blankly, vest?

What's that?

While they were chatting, a car sped past them, but then stopped with a sudden brake next to the three of them.

They paused in their steps, looking at each other in confusion.

At this time, the window rolled down, revealing a bright face, a young girl who didn't look very old, and said with a smile:

"Are you going to the provincial capital? It's estimated that there are still twenty or thirty kilometers left, do you want to give you a ride? ”

The three of them looked at each other.

The girl seemed to be a little familiar, and said boldly:

"You're welcome. It's almost dusk, and when you get to the sky, it's completely dark, come up, squeeze in the back row, and you can still sit down three people. ”

The young man in the co-pilot pursed his lips and muttered:

"Sister, you're really not afraid of anything, and you're not worried about being a bad guy or anything."

Lu Xuan thought about it at this time, and a polite smile appeared on his face:

"Thank you very much."

"Say those things, come up!"

(End of chapter)