Zhou Ping sat stunned in place, watching the chess pieces floating in front of him turn into dust and dissipate into heaven and earth, only to see that the hand holding Baizi trembled slightly.

"Guiyuan, there really is this kind of play, this chess really exists between heaven and earth!"

The soldier sitting across from him let out a sigh of relief and sat down in his chair again. And the moment he touched the chair, a torrential downpour fell over Kyoto.

"Heaven and earth do nothing, but people have roots, and the chess played by people with roots is naturally rooted, are you right?"

Chen Bi'an's voice was very soft, but it was enough for Zhou Ping to hear clearly in the pouring rain.

This national scholar who once dominated the world in chess has been sealing chess for more than 20 years, just to play this game of chess and teach Zhou Ping a truth!

You are a person with roots, you have to read the roots when you are alive, and you have to return to the roots when you die, and only those who have roots can know how to live.

"I won't send you tomorrow, don't delay too long when you go home this time, after all, you don't have much time, and it's good to remember that you have a home when you travel. After that, Chen Bi'an took off his coat and gently draped it over Zhou Ping in the torrential rain.

The rain crackled on the ground, and the yin and yang array in the sky had slowly dissipated at this time, Zhou Ping stood in the courtyard, and the majestic sound of rain around him gradually became ethereal in his ears.

This rain, this day, this earth, this chess, this person, there seems to be only this Zhou Ping in heaven and earth, and only this one person watching chess stands in the majestic rain.

Above the nine sky clouds, a man in green clothes lazily pulled his waist, and the remnant clouds gradually stretched out, revealing a beautiful night sky.

"This kid is the prettiest loser I've ever seen. ”

The man in Tsing Yi played with the chess pieces in his hand and sighed, "I haven't seen such a big material since Li Chengyuan, will you be the one who is qualified to play with me?"

His gaze looked at the night sky in the distance, and those dark eyes were as deep and distant as the night sky.

After that game of chess, Zhou Ping's mood changed a lot, and he also had more understanding of Yin and Yang Arts, but that feeling was like a touch of moonlight, but he couldn't see it. Heaven and earth are like this, the opportunity is fleeting, but this seed has been planted in his heart, all he needs is time, wait for this seed to take root and sprout.

"Brother, although Xiao Hai is still unconscious, there is no danger anymore, as long as he completely absorbs the power of the Burning Sky Flame, he can achieve the legendary extreme injury realm, and then he will be a big deal!"

"When I get to Kyoto, I will definitely help you watch Chu Ci's sister-in-law, if any little bastard dares not to open his eyes, I will slap his ass with a knife and let him open his eyes. ”

"Brother, do you think Zhang Hanzhong will still recognize our two brothers? After all, Zhang Han is his biological father......

Zhou Ping just stood aside quietly, listening to Zhang Xiaoyue's chatter endlessly, but in this guy's nagging, Zhou Ping felt unprecedented tranquility.

"Brother, I still haven't found Lao Han's family, it seems that you have to collect the extra twenty taels of silver for him. Zhang Xiaoyue handed over a bag of silver, but the hand holding the money bag trembled slightly.

Zhou Ping took the money bag and weighed it, and stuffed him back into Zhang Xiaoyue's hand.

"I've already taken my share, this one, it's your turn. ”

Looking at the heavy money bag in his hand, Zhang Xiaoyue was silent, he actually didn't want to take over Lao Han's settling-in fee, this is not to say that he doesn't treat Lao Han as a family member, but he thinks that he will live a heavy life with the money that Lao Han exchanged for his life.

"I know that even if you are to follow me for the rest of your life, you are willing to take the credit of killing the prince, and you don't care if you break through the enemy formation, people only know Zhou Ping and don't know Zhang Xiaoyue, but have you ever thought about it? Maybe I care?"

Zhou Ping hammered Zhang Xiaoyue's chest, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes for him, and scolded with a smile, "You are Lao Tzu's brother and the owner of the Moon-chasing Soul Seed, even if you don't care, I really don't want you to have the light that you should have dimmed because of me, you should have your own life, instead of following me like a fool for a lifetime, understand?"

Zhang Xiaoyue was a little choked, Zhou Ping put his arms around his broad shoulders and said, "You go to Chang'an first to explore the way for me, in the future, our brothers will be the most dazzling young talents in Chang'an.

"I can remember this sentence, and when I get to Chang'an, I must tell Chu Ci's sister-in-law. Zhang Xiaoyue burst into tears and laughed, and hammered Zhou Ping hard.

Just like when Zhang Xiaoyue was wronged in No. 6, he asked Zhou Ping that question again.

"Brother, do you think people like us deserve to get ahead?"

Zhou Ping's answer this time did not hesitate: "Of course!"

Before parting, Zhou Ping handed a letter to Zhang Xiaoyue and asked him to hand it over to Chu Ci. He wrote this letter for a long time, starting when he joined the army, and did not finish it until after the game of chess last night, and wrote a letter in a year to give me love.

On the way home, Zhou Ping, as an immortal cultivator of this realm, returned home in less than three days, and on the day he returned home, Aunt Chu had already prepared a meal and waited for him to come back. Over the years, the years have left wrinkles on this ordinary woman's face, and only the two of them are left in front of the huge table.

"When you finish eating, you will go to the grave of the old cigarette pouch, you have been at the border several times in the past year, and you can't say that it is his old man who blesses you in heaven!" Aunt Chu brought the rice bowl to Zhou Ping, gently held his hand, and said, "Xiaoyue came back a few days ago when she distributed Pingyue silver, and the two of you have grown a lot. ”

"You three children are my heart, but what I miss the most is you, when Chu Li brought you back, I knew that although you are the most sensible and obedient, you are also the most stubborn. ”

"Walking on the right path and having a righteous heart, this is all taught to you by Chu Li, and it is all a good thing, but you will always be just a child in my eyes, and no one would want their children to have so many injuries. ”

The woman gently stroked the scar on Zhou Ping's hand, her eyes full of distress. She is a woman, although she has never been on the battlefield, but she has also heard the legendary deeds of Zhou Ping and Zhang Xiaoyue who killed from the army. Outsiders can only see the legends on Zhou Ping and Zhang Xiaoyue, but she can only see the countless scars on the two children.

Zhou Ping didn't speak, just held her hand tightly, holding it tightly.

After eating, Zhou Ping came to the back mountain and sat down in front of the tombstone again.

"I've also been through the battlefield, and I'm lucky to come back alive. Zhou Ping knelt on the ground and slowly poured a glass of wine, and smiled helplessly, "I just don't know if I have paid off my debts now, or if I owe more ...... to Yan Luojun."

"I'm going to travel far away, and I guess I won't be coming back to see you for a long time, so let's take this opportunity to have a drink this time!"

The young man was no longer young, and the old man who sat at the door and knocked soot on the soles of his shoes did not know how many years he had been buried in the loess. But that year, that year, that city, and that person prompted Zhou Ping to continue to work hard and struggle, so that he would always remember that he wanted to live well in this world!

Kyoto, battlefield, Zhou Ping will never forget that he was once a beggar, and it was an old man with a cigarette bag and pot who named him, so that his life is no longer ordinary, and he can have the opportunity to bloom his own color in this world.

"From now on for 10,000 years, I want the whole world to remember my name! I want them to know that the name Zhou Ping will not only be thunderous twenty years ago, but will be suppressed on the heads of all immortal cultivators in the world in the future!"

"I want to achieve the ultimate of the Five Elements and become the strongest Five Elements Realm in the world; I also want to find out the real cause of his death in the past twenty years and avenge him! And the three-eyed white tiger, I saw him in the memory of the Tang Holy Emperor, the culprit who slaughtered the city back then, right? Heaven and earth are strange, right? I will definitely kill him!"

Zhou Ping held the wine jar in his hand, poured another sip in front of the old cigarette pouch, and said with a flushed face, "I still want to marry Chu Ci, she is so beautiful, can't she be cheap for those guys in Chang'an......"

"I still want to, I want my dead brothers to know that the guy they traded their lives for will always take their share and live well......"

He was never alone, and the people who accompanied him on this journey were all in this distant breeze.