Does the Ink Guild choose to break the robbery?

This world does not allow individual cultivation to transcend the cultivation of the Yuan Infant, otherwise it will inevitably be exterminated, which is a control point.

The world within the Extreme Heaven has its own rules, and this rule cannot be changed, and no one will have exceptions outside the rules.

Will the Ink Guild be the exception to this?

I'm afraid no one will think so, the Polar Heaven Illusion is real, but this kind of self-contained and heaven and earth rules are not allowed to change.

That's why Guo Yihuai hesitated.

If Mo Gong chooses to break the robbery, it will inevitably be the result of his death, which will have a fatal impact on his game.

Whether it is from Mo Gong's position or his own position, it seems that he should find a way to make Mo Gong choose not to be a catastrophe.

The problem is that Guo Yihuai is a cultivator, although his cultivation is different, he knows very well the feeling of the avenue in front, the so-called Chaowen Dao, death at night, this is what it means, he doesn't want Mo Gong to miss this opportunity because of himself.

"What would you choose?"

Guo Yihuai suddenly looked at Sedum and asked, this question is naturally not the next move, but Mo Gong's choice.

Sedum glanced at him and didn't speak.

In his opinion, this is not something that needs to be chosen, and life should go in that direction.

The wind and snow are getting worse and worse, and the picture in the palace is getting blurrier and blurr.

Time passes slowly.

Mo Gong stood in the snow, still not moving.

Sedum moved.

He picked up a black piece and put it on the board.

Click!

An extremely thick bolt of lightning suddenly fell from the sky and blasted through countless snow flakes into the palace!

Countless exclamations rang out inside and outside the imperial city, and a commotion broke out.

Guo Yihuai's body became a little stiff, and he didn't know if it was a coincidence or what.

"Sometimes, there are several layers in the sky!" Sedum said suddenly.

Looking at Guo Yihuai's confused expression, Sedum didn't really want to explain, in his opinion, there were indeed several layers of heaven!

Even this world will be divided into several.

Which one is real, the world you are in or the world in the Extreme Heaven Fantasy Realm that you are in now?

I'm afraid he already has the answer in his heart, but he still needs to confirm it, but how to confirm it?

Looking at Guo Yihuai's puzzlement, Sedum said: "Go and have a look!"

Fang Yue glanced at Guo Yihuai, walked out of the palace gate with an umbrella, and came to the palace square.

The decree to seal the palace has been made, even if the thunder falls, and the outside of the palace is already in chaos, no one comes in.

A hole appeared in the white felt snow, as if it had been burned by a lamp, and several cracks appeared around it.

The edges of Mo Gong's clothes were a little scorched, and he looked at the sky silently, there was no fear in his eyes, only the intent to fight, and his right hand had already fallen on the sword.

Fang Yueyu looked at him quietly, waiting for him to make a final decision.

......

On a snowy day, the wind is gone, but the snow is still there, and there is another snowflake falling in the sky, swaying!

The snowflakes fell and landed on Mo Gong's head, but they were bounced off by an invisible force and floated aside.

Sedum's words just now were not said thoroughly, it seemed to have a deep meaning, but it didn't seem to be the real meaning, Guo Yihuai was thinking about this sentence.

The snow fell silently, but it still fell.

Both of them were looking at Mo Gong, they were waiting, but then Sedum felt that it was not necessary.

He turned to Guo Yihuai and said, "Continue?"

Whether it is to break the catastrophe or survive the catastrophe, face or give up, that is Mo Gong's own choice.

When he dropped the black chess piece earlier, a lightning bolt fell from the sky, and it was Guo Yihuai's turn at this time.

Guo Yihuai looked into the depths of the wind and snow, was silent for a while, and grabbed a white chess piece with three fingers and placed it on the chessboard.

Guo Yihuai is a child.

The sedum falls again.

The two hands kept falling.

The number of pieces on the board gradually increased.

In fact, something very important was happening in the world of the Extreme Tianding, but all the spectators on the top of the cloud platform and even in the valley could not see it.

Their eyes could only see the game of chess on the cloud and mist screen.

They also couldn't see the snow falling in the palace, and the thunder and lightning that fell from time to time. They can only see this game.

In the valley, everyone on the cloud platform, they knew that the situation in the capital of Chu was tense. But in the past ten days, they have seen all the changes in the world in the Extreme Heaven Ding, the vicissitudes of life, and the change of the king's flag at the head of the city, these things have hardly affected their mood, they just want to watch this game of chess.

Only occasionally they heard a low and suppressed rumbling sound from the depths of the picture, which made them a little curious about why there was thunder on such a snowy day?

......

Today, there are snowstorms and thunderstorms in the palace, but the chess game itself is extremely stable and relaxed, and it can even be called indifferent.

No one can say what water tastes like, and few people can taste the beauty of this game.

Sedum and Guo Yihuai fell casually, and the people outside the Yuntai Valley looked dazed, unable to understand what they were doing at all.

Only the woodsparrow stared at the picture in the sky, his face reddish and his body swaying slightly, like drinking spirits.

After a while, his face turned pale again, as if he had drunk too much wine and wanted to vomit.

Lynch's penance for many years is known as a genius in the chess world in the Shendu and even in many places, and weaving and dyeing can be understood.

Many cultivators also noticed that after Sedum and Guo Yihuai fell into chess, they no longer thought in vain, but looked at the forest sparrow for the first time.

The chess game in the snow pavilion has entered the middle and late stages, and the Woodbird's reaction is becoming less and less, and it is already difficult for people to judge the situation from his expression.

He stared at the picture in the sky, his nose slightly open, obviously nervous, his face turned from pale to reddish again, and his eyes changed from melancholy to determination.

......

The eunuchs were still waiting for news.

The Cangzhou dead soldiers outside the palace and the spies mixed in the crowd are also waiting for news.

The palace is closed and empty.

In the wind and snow, Fang Yue held an umbrella and looked at Mo Gong in the square.

He didn't know what His Majesty was calling him to see, but since he was the only one in the palace, he would come and see.

The man in black is indeed very strong, and his realm is unfathomable, if he wants to be unfavorable to His Majesty, he can't stop it, and he is afraid that he will be killed in just two moves.

The question is, what are you doing standing in the snow? Aren't you an idiot?

The two are opposed in the wind and snow, if this scene is in the painting, it is indeed a good ink landscape painting!

Fang Yue thought that he had forgotten a lot of things, and he was also an idiot, and he couldn't help but feel some sympathy for this person.

Of course, Mo Gong is not an idiot, he is the person with the highest realm in this world, and he is also the most intelligent and benevolent person in this world.

Wisdom is a good thing, and righteousness is a good thing, but with both, sometimes the choice becomes extremely difficult.

Mo Gong is now faced with such a choice, which is why he has been silent for so long.

He came to the palace of Chu today at the invitation of King Jing's son, and at the same time, he also wanted to help Shaoyue.

The general trend of the world has been determined, and the three kingdoms of Qin, Zhao and Chu are the strongest.

If the three countries can maintain the current balance of power, it will be difficult for the war to resume and the hundreds of millions of Lebanese people will be able to live in peace.

The State of Qin and the State of Zhao did not need to worry, the violent prince and the gloomy and terrifying Nine Thousand Years Old would not make any mistakes, but the idiot emperor of the State of Chu made him a little uneasy.

He was worried that the Emperor of Chu was not really an idiot.

Sure enough, just when the situation in the Chu State was at its most stable, the idiot emperor suddenly issued an order to order the prince of King Jing to enter Beijing.

Is this risking civil war to take advantage of the chaos to regain power?

Such a means can be said to be bold and crazy, where can an idiot do it?

So, he came with a body full of wind and snow, and wanted to kill this emperor for the sake of the world.

Who would have thought that at this most critical moment, he suddenly realized a trace of heaven.

When the birds flew through the sky, they left messy paw prints on his heart and on the snow.

He looked up at the sky and vaguely saw another world.

The gray, snowy sky didn't seem real, it seemed to be ...... Can be slashed with a sword?

At the moment when this thought was born in Mo Gong's heart, the snow sky began to thunder.

He is now faced with a choice.

Draw your sword to the sky.

Still is.

Turn around and kill the king?

He knew that in the snow pavilion on the side of the palace not far away, the emperor and the prince of King Jing were playing chess.

Thunder and lightning were falling from the snowy sky, and the loud rumbling sound was endless.

Some of the lightning was like a pillar, some like silk, and it fell around him, and the snow melted, and the exposed bluestone was scorched black, bursting out of stone chips and giving birth to cracks.

Mo Gong held the hilt of the sword in his hand, and his eyes gradually became resolute.

Seeing this scene, Fang Yue didn't stay any longer, turned around and left.

......

The Snow Pavilion chess game has entered the final stage. The two men playing chess seemed to be expressionless.

Fang Yue returned to the pavilion with an umbrella and shook his head at Sedum.

The wind and snow disappeared suddenly, and the thunder and lightning did not regenerate.

Sedum was silent for a while, picked up a chess piece and put it on the chessboard, and said, "I won." ”

The snow palace was silent.

The same is true inside and outside the Yuntai Valley.

Guo Yihuai looked at him quietly, not seeing any joy in his eyes, only a trace of tiredness and regret.

Sedum rarely has such emotions.

What is it about him that wears out?

And for whom do you feel sorry?

Shoes squeak in deep snow.

Mo Gong walked into the palace gate.

Guo Yihuai sat in a wheelchair, silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Sedum looked at the chessboard and said a word.

Everyone knows that he said this sentence to Mo Gong.

"Later, when you look back, I hope you don't regret your choice. ”

......

Do people regret it? Of course they do, cultivators are also human beings, and you must first be a human being!

Do goblins count, and why do they always end up taking on human form first?

Talent is the spirit of heaven and earth, perhaps the most important "spirit"

So people will regret it, and those who cultivate the Tao will regret it.

Mo Gong understood what Jing Jiu meant, and said, "The Tao is different. ”

The avenue was ahead, but in the end he couldn't take that step, because he had the world in mind, and this was a sacrifice he was willing to make.

I have no opinion on this, but I have some regrets.

But for Mo Gong, Sedum could see that he was only one step away from the way of heaven, but it showed a problem, which was the one he had been worried about.

This famous idiot emperor is definitely not an idiot.

"When Shaoyue told me about His Majesty, I felt that he was a little vague, but now that I think about it, he knew that His Majesty was a real genius. ”

Mo Gong looked at Sedum and sighed and said, "But for the sake of the world, I still want to ask Your Majesty to die today." ”

The world is heavy, the country is light, and the king is lighter, so you can die.

This sentence seems indifferent, but in fact it is like thunder, and it is qualified to be written in the history books.

Sedum didn't react, as if he hadn't heard.

The same is true for Fang Yue.