After Shi Chen returned to the sect, another half a year had passed.

Everyone in the sect has seized the time to cultivate, and is always ready to wait for the Blue Sect Master to come out and fight the Evil King Hall together.

Half a year later, Shi Qiong has already reached the second layer of Jindan, Xiaoyu has also broken through to the first layer of Jindan, and Xiaoguo is almost a little bit older, building the fifth layer of the foundation.

Shi Chen was a little slow, his cultivation was too fast, and his foundation was a little unstable, and he had been stabilizing his foundation for half a year.

On Mingdu Street, there is a no-man's corner at the end of the street. The fortune teller set the chessboard again, but at this moment, it was not the monks who liked chess on weekdays who were playing against him, but Granny Jindan.

Mother-in-law is already at the peak of Jindan, one step away from Yuanying, this kind of cultivation speed is far beyond the normal cultivation of immortal realm cultivators, but it is comparable to Shi Chen.

"It's this step again. The fortune teller stroked his beard and said as if he had a good measure.

"Hehehe...... This game of chess has been played eight times, I wonder if you can get back a game this ninth time?" said Granny Jin Dan with a smile.

"The chess pieces that should be played have been played, and it is up to the juniors themselves. The fortune teller smiled and pandered.

Two people landed on the chessboard one by one, making a snapping sound. No one would notice what the two were talking about, but they could only see that their energy was focused on the chessboard in front of them.

Not long ago, the fortune teller's original heart Dao heart was given to Shen Ivan, and the reincarnation Dao heart of Jindan's mother-in-law was given to Lan Wenyu. Both of them have completed the inheritance of this game of chess, the Dark Beginner's Dao and the Heavenly Dao of Reincarnation, if they can't stop the evil king's ambition, I'm afraid this game of chess will be broken again!

The past of the rain god and the reincarnation god was bumpy and miserable. In the divine realm 10,000 years ago, the two came into contact for the first time. This is the hundredth life of the reincarnation god, and he met the god of rain, and as soon as he met the golden wind and jade dew, he won countless victories in the world.

But the reincarnation god cultivates the path of reincarnation, and every life has a mortal's life, and the end of the first life turns into dust, leaving only a cherished memory.

This reincarnation, I remembered the appearance of the rain god, and I didn't know how many lives I passed, and I found him every time. Tie the knot and spend this life together.

The rain god himself doesn't know how many times he has married the god of reincarnation, from falling from a baby to growing up to marrying himself, and then to accompanying the god of reincarnation to get sick, grow old, and die......

It is the reincarnation god who has achieved his original apostle avenue, and it is also the reincarnation avenue that he has achieved the reincarnation god himself. Because of the appearance and changes of the demon god, at this moment, he passed on his Dao heart to the next generation of immortal descendants, and he and the reincarnation god really entered the last journey of life.

The fortune teller is ready to use his last remnant soul to accompany the reincarnation god in this last life, and accompany her until the moment she leaves.

Thinking of this, the fortune teller's eyes before the chessboard game moistened, this is not like the usual charlatan who likes to blackmail ordinary monks for money, life will eventually wither, there will be an end, and he is just a speck of dust between heaven and earth.

Every time the reincarnation god is a hundred years of god realm, every time, when the reincarnation god is old, he will reach the god realm, and after stepping into reincarnation, he will start the road of Tianjiao again.

But after accompanying the fortune teller to the fairy world, it has not changed for a hundred years, and this time it is even worse, and she has become an old woman, and she is about to be a baby.

"Alas, you wipe your tears, what are you doing?" said the reincarnation god to the fortune teller.

"I feel that your longevity is exhausted...... the fortune teller choked up, stopped talking, looked as usual, and was playing chess seriously, but his heart collapsed ten thousand times.

"Hehehe...... Come with me. Granny Jin Dan said with a smile.

"Good. The fortune teller answered. stood up, put away the chessboard, and held the old woman's arm: "Where do you want to go?"

"Starfall Street, I heard that there are green mountains and green waters now, and they are almost comparable to Mingdu Street. Granny Jin Dan said softly.

"Okay, it's all up to you!" said the fortune teller calmly, and no one could see that the waves in his heart were tumbling like thunder.

The two of them flew through the breeze for a long time, and slowly landed on the border outside Starfall Street.

If it was Shi Chen here, he would definitely recognize where this was at a glance, there was a hill, a stream, and countless Peiyuan fruit seedlings. This is the natural eye of the wind, the Spider King's cave.

"It's a great view. Granny Jin Dan couldn't help but praise that she could feel the breath of Shi Chen's brothers and sisters, the breath of benevolence, and Shi Qiong's nostalgia for her brother, which were mixed together, adding a little more color to the beautiful scenery here.

"yes, it's beautiful. The fortune teller caters to the Tao that he will be reincarnated with the gentleness of the god for countless lifetimes, and it is the same as always at this moment.

Helping Granny Jin Dan to walk forward, walking slower and slower, slower and slower. Granny Jin Dan also felt that her longevity was approaching, so she stopped moving forward, exhaled a breath, and fell down.

"Xuantian!" the fortune teller almost roared, hugging Granny Jindan's body and letting her fall into his arms.

The two of them sat on the ground and spent their last days.

"Xuan...... Ah......" The fortune teller clenched the palm of Jindan's mother-in-law tightly, tears like a flood that burst the embankment, he had never felt so lonely, so lonely.

"Rain God...... Thank you for accompanying me through so many reincarnations and marrying me for one lifetime. I regret not leaving you a child, I am too willful, seeing the eyes of your brother and sister Shi Chen, I know that you envy Emperor Ren and his wife for a long time, I'm sorry......" Granny Jin Dan said with a dying breath, one step closer to Huangquan.

"What nonsense are you talking about, there is nothing at all, the person I cherish, it has always been you...... Xuan poured ......" The rain god cried, this kind of reluctance, who can understand?

"Husband, farewell......" Mother-in-law Jin Dan smiled and left, finishing this last reincarnation.

The fortune teller of "Xuan ......" tightly hugged the gradually cold body of the reincarnation god, colder than his own heart.

The fortune teller was still crying, sobbing like a child, there was no one here, and finally there was no need to hide his inner emotions. You must play this ninth game well!

Bury the god of reincarnation under the hill and set a tombstone for her.

"The tomb of my wife. ”

"Xuantian, you go first, when I finish this game of chess, I will come to see you, you wait for me. The fortune teller also expressed the last tenderness, gently touching the monument, and his eyes were reluctant.

When I first met the weak crown year,

Flowing water is full of flowers.

A hundred years have never regretted it,

Only Fengqing can tell her affection.

In a blink of an eye, the peach grave bone,

There are no more ignorant people at the end of the world.

Flower meteors flow mercilessly,

Flowing with the wind, with the wind.

The fortune teller engraved word by word at the bottom of the chessboard, and tears were sprinkled on it, no one could understand himself at the moment. White silk grows between the black hairs, one after the other, and spreads over the temples. After the vicissitudes of life, the face was furrowed again, and the eyes were blank, sitting in front of the grave and meditating quietly for a long time......