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A thousand words can't express Zhang Haomin's mood at the moment, just now, he was still playing chess with a white-bearded old man, and the two even made a bet on this game of chess.

If Zhang Haomin wins, then the old man will send Zhang Haomin home, on the contrary, if the old man wins, then Zhang Haomin will stay as an apprentice to the old man.

Originally, Zhang Haomin was still a little worried, after all, this old man was already a handful of years old, and it was very likely that he was an unborn Go master. But who knows, Zhang Haomin will be happy when he gets started, this old man's chess skills are really stinky.

Three times five divided by two, Zhang Haomin has already beaten this old man who has no power to fight back, and he is about to win this game and win easily. This old guy actually had a bad idea, and secretly kicked on the stool where Zhang Haomin was sitting, so Zhang Haomin, who was just about to win this game, fell down in an instant.

The sudden feeling of weightlessness made Zhang Haomin, who was already very proud, suddenly panicked, kicked his legs in fright, and woke up suddenly, which was the previous exclamation.

"It's good that it's just a dream!"

Zhang Haomin was lying on the ground, staring blankly at the blue sky, and the white clouds, and the sense of steadiness under his body made him couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Just about to reach out to wipe his sweat, but he found that he seemed to be holding something in his hand, and when he raised it to face the sun, it turned out to be the chess piece that he hadn't had time to play.

Reluctantly sat up and looked around, Zhang Haomin couldn't help but be stunned for a while, and subconsciously shouted: "!"

If this was a dream, then how could he have that chess piece in his hand? And what made Zhang Haomin feel like crying without tears was, where the fuck is this?

The surrounding green grass and thick trees are tall and verdant, and it is simply a primeval forest.

What about home, where is his warm little bed, how did he end up here? Countless questions came to his mind at once, but no matter what, Zhang Haomin couldn't remember what was going on.

His memory could only remember playing chess with the white-bearded old man, and he had no memory of the previous one, and even the home he had in mind became blurred.

As soon as he thought of that game of chess, Zhang Haomin felt pity, he was about to win by one son, why did he fall down at this critical juncture? Thinking about it, he felt that it was the old guy who was secretly making trouble.

"Dead old men, they are all old and still playing scoundrels. Where the hell is this? In the wilderness, Lao Tzu is penniless, how can I go back? If I see him again, I have to pull out his beard. ”

"Whose beard are you going to pull?"

This sudden voice startled Zhang Haomin, but then he was full of anger, because he knew who was speaking, it was the white-bearded old man who had played chess with him before.

"You meow, you still dare to find it, master, I just want to settle accounts with you!"

Just when Zhang Haomin looked back angrily, he couldn't help but be frightened, this old man actually floated in mid-air, like a ghost, and all kinds of monsters and monster myths and stories suddenly appeared in Zhang Haomin's mind.

"Damn,!"

Zhang Haomin was ready to run away, but what made him helpless was that a golden rope was drilled out of the sleeve of the white-bearded old man, and before Zhang Haomin could make a move, he tied him up in the blink of an eye.

"Don't, what are you doing, I'm not good at this. ”

At this time, Zhang Haomin went to see the old man again, and he lost his mind for a moment, this is still the unruly old man with a disheveled hair just now, it is like a legendary immortal.

The crane has a childish face, three strands of sideburns and a beard swaying slightly in the wind, wearing a Taiqing fishtail crown, wearing a flying crane and wearing a cloud robe, holding a jade dust, and a brocade and jade belt, it is completely a fairy posture that does not eat the fireworks of the world.

"You really don't know what to do in this future life, and you kindly give you a great favor, not only are you not grateful to Dade, but you blame me behind my back. ”

Zhang Haomin, who was tied, was a lot more honest all of a sudden, and hurriedly said with a flattering face.

"How dare I, old fairy, no, chess friend, chess friend. Didn't we say yes, if I win that game, you'll send me home, but you see, this is a place where birds don't. ”

"But you didn't win. ”

Zhang Haomin was stunned when he heard this, looked at Lao Dao with wide eyes, and scolded in his heart, and was so cheating? If it weren't for his vast powers, he would definitely respect the old man well.

"You're cheating, if my son is left behind, how can you live. ”

"But you didn't fall behind. ”

As soon as these words came out, don't say that Zhang Haomin reacted to anything, just this old man felt red-faced, and his face was a little unbearable, after all, what Zhang Haomin said was indeed the truth, if he didn't kick it, he would have lost at the moment.

"Well, you can make a request and take it as compensation. ”

As soon as he heard that he could make a request, Zhang Haomin suddenly came to his senses, he wanted to let Lao Dao send him home, but as soon as he got to his mouth, he stopped it, and it was a great loss to bring it home with an old immortal with great powers.

But what conditions should be mentioned? Gold, silver, jewelry, and money are all things outside the body, and money cannot be asked for! Isn't that no different from a beggar?

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he said in his heart, if he could be as powerful as the old fairy, then he still needed to send himself?

"Senpai, can you make me as strong as you?"

The old fairy glanced at Zhang Haomin with disdain, blew his beard and glared, "No!"

Zhang Haomin couldn't help but be a little disappointed, but it's right to think about it, how could the old immortal create an existence as powerful as himself.

But then Zhang Haomin had a new idea, why not have a great talent, when the time comes, he will be Da Luo Jinxian in the city, marry Bai Fumei, and walk on the peak of life, it's cool to think about it.

"Then, can you give me a talent that defies the sky?"

"The talent of going against the sky, since it is a talent, how can it be against the sky?"

"Eh, this anti-heaven is just an adjective, that is, to describe this talent is very powerful!"

The old fairy looked down at the dust whisk in his hand, then closed his eyes and pinched his fingers to count, and suddenly smiled, and said to Zhang Haomin.

"In that case, how about I give you a supernatural power?"

"Is it amazing?"

"This supernatural power is naturally powerful, but. ”

"Just what?"

Looking at Zhang Haomin's puzzled expression, the corners of Lao Dao's mouth raised, and he didn't rush to answer, but gently shook the jade whisk dust in his hand, and an invisible force instantly knocked Zhang Haomin away, and then fixed it in mid-air.

The golden rope that originally bound Zhang Haomin was also loosened, and it slipped back into the sleeve of Lao Dao. Immediately, Lao Dao pinched the trick with one hand, and the gesture changed very quickly, and a Tai Chi array appeared at his feet, and the yin and yang doublefish kept rotating.

"All laws are one, Qiankun is used, the Tao is natural, and all things are born. ”

As the mantra was recited, a golden light suddenly appeared, as if a golden dragon soared up and went straight into the sky, and the dragon's roar resounded through the heavens and the earth. For a while, the wind was surging, the clouds were thick, and a gust of wind was roaring angrily and washing the earth, and even wanted to uproot the big tree that was close together.

The beard of the old fairy was flying in the wind, and his robe was blown to hunt, not to mention Zhang Haomin, who was in the center of the storm, who was blown so that he couldn't open his eyes at all.

"Turn the gas into a golden dragon, and the mud pill is open. ”

The Qionglong, who was originally swimming in the sea of clouds, suddenly rushed straight down towards Zhang Haomin like a golden thunderbolt, engulfing him in an instant, and the dazzling golden light lasted for I don't know how long.

With the waving of the dust in Lao Dao's hand, the golden light gradually disappeared, leaving only Zhang Haomin who was paralyzed on the ground, he had already passed out because he couldn't withstand the huge impact, and he was covered with pitch-black blood all over his body.

Lao Dao glanced at Zhang Haomin who was lying on the ground, smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and said slowly: "It's just that the more you gain, the more you will lose." ”

After speaking, a golden light appeared, and the old way disappeared without a trace.

In the sky, the dark clouds that had lost the protection of the golden dragon did not disperse, but it rained drippingly, and the rain was overwhelming, intensifying, pouring the unconscious Zhang Haomin from head to tail, washing away the dirty blood on his body.

Facing the pouring rain, a person in a black robe who couldn't see his face clearly stood abruptly in front of Zhang Haomin, as if he had been like this all along. He first looked at his surroundings, and then stared at Zhang Haomin, who was still unconscious, muttering something in a low voice.

Then he bent down and stretched out his hand to grab Zhang Haomin, carried it on his shoulder, and disappeared into the rain with a slight squat.

Soon after the black robe took Zhang Haomin away, this place ushered in three or four waves of people, who seemed to be looking for something, but found nothing.