Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Chess Player
"This is the will of heaven, this is the vast way. ”
The man whose face was hidden in the galaxy spoke indifferently. His son fell, making the dead wood spring, turning decay into magic, as if there was boundless killing intent, and faintly locked the old man who looked like Gu Qi.
As his words fell, the game on the stone platform changed completely, and all black pieces disappeared, leaving only white pieces.
In Han Lin's eyes, the black side of this game had already lost all. It's like this chess game is a world, and the words of the person hidden in the galaxy have become the providence of this world.
Transform rebellion with will, change the world and change the world!
In this game of chess, the overall situation has been decided!
The old man who looked like Gu Qi didn't say much, although there was some confusion in his eyes, he was always calm, and it seemed that he was confident in everything.
"I still have a son who has never been left behind. ”
The old man gently pulled out a piece from his chess game, this is the last sunspot, this one falls, there will be no chance of winning, but he still holds on to the fall, without hesitation!
This black disc landed in the weakest place of white, and in this instant, it turned back into some of the black discs that had been turned into white.
For a time, the sporadic blacks colluded with each other, although they had lost the upper hand, but they were stable and not leaking, and the white chess and the blacks were deadlocked again.
"Huh?"
The person hidden in the galaxy seemed to be surprised by the old man's movements, and lightly let out a voice that seemed to be puzzled and puzzled.
"You're a son, two of you have been left like this before. Survived with a broken arm, although he slashed himself and cut off the way to the future, but this gamble was also ...... There is a chance to continue. ”
The man spoke faintly, he gently stroked the chessboard, then sighed, waved his sleeves, put the chessboard away, turned and stepped into the void.
The leaves of the Bodhi tree are automatic without wind, and several Bodhi fruits fall from the tree, and when they see the soil, they will burrow into the stone platform.
The old man turned his back to Han Lin, his eyes closed, as if he was reminiscing about something. After a moment, he pointed out, and there seemed to be endless vitality pouring out of his fingers, pouring into the Bodhi tree.
This linden tree is becoming more and more tall and verdant, and the leaves are exquisite, as if there are dew dripping.
"The old man is determined to be the Tao five times out of ten, but he has not achieved results in 20 years of practice, and it is difficult to break through the foundation for 80 years. Shou Yuan is approaching, and when he is dying, he suddenly sees a tree standing tall in a dream, wanting to break through the sky, as if it has endless power. ”
"The old man sat in front of the Bodhi tree for three days in a trance, and on the morning of the fourth day, a Bodhi leaf fell, so he realized that there was a great terror between life and death, understood the way of the reincarnation of life and death, and broke through the foundation. ”
"Another hundred years, advanced Jindan,"
"Another two hundred years, the achievement of the heavenly wheel. ”
"In the last 10,000 years, I obtained the fruit of the Tao and became the honor of a lifetime, thinking that I was unparalleled in the world. ”
"But I don't know if it's Nan Ke's dream after all, or is it a dream of reincarnation?"
"There are thousands of eons in the vast realm, and the desire to rise and destroy the common people is immeasurable. The old man went alone, trying to calm down this catastrophe, but he could only be alone, whining and mourning!
"The old man is ashamed of the common people, and he is ashamed of the vastness. ”
Speaking of the depths of his feelings, the old man even looked up to the sky and roared, as if he wanted to vent all the anger in his chest. After a long howl, the old man closed his eyes again and spoke softly,
"The old man is never ungrateful,"
The old man stroked the body of the Bodhi tree,
"In the past, you entered my dreams, and I had the grace of the clear way, and today I cut off the way of all things and give it to you, which is also the fulfillment of the old man's wish. ”
"Do you have any chance of winning this game?"
The old man turned around suddenly, his eyes were blazing, like sharp arrows, as if he had passed through countless years and countless spatial barriers, came to Han Lin's side, and asked Han Lin softly.
Han Lin was already stunned at this moment, and he didn't know how to answer at all, this was obviously just a trumped image, why did he ask himself as if he was wise.
The old man seemed to have been prepared for Han Lin's reaction for a long time, he completely ignored Han Lin's reaction, and just continued to speak,
The old man thought that there was no possibility of winning this game of chess, so he could only take defense as an offense, defend his one-acre and three-point land, and constantly harass him, messed with his will, and went against his path in the endless years. ”
But the old man's actions are just mosquito bites to him, and they don't matter, and he can suppress the old man with a flip of his hand. ”
So the old man hopes that after endless years, someone will come to the position of the old man, jump out of the chess game, and be the last person to hold the chess. ”
"The vast road of heaven is the will of heaven, and it wants to destroy reincarnation, enter rootless birth, and cross the world. ”
"All living beings are those who deserve to be destroyed. ”
The old man's eyes were fluttering, his expression was complicated, and he came to Han Lin in a breath, and pointed at Han Lin's eyebrows.
In an instant, the surroundings were like mirrors, cut off and shattered. Han Lin looked in a trance, he looked at this week carefully, but found that he was still at the head of the bluestone bridge.
It's as if everything he has is just a pipe dream for him. He gently stroked his brow, only to find that there was nothing there.
"That's not right!"
Han Lin's eyes were clear, and he murmured softly,
"Everything is not a dream, nor is it an illusion. ”
He felt a trace of time between his eyebrows, like vicissitudes and decay. This came from a finger from an unknown number of years ago, and it seemed that there was an infinite secret that he wanted to tell Han Lin.
But it was affected by a mysterious force, and inadvertently, all the secrets contained in it were erased.
This power should come from the "he" in the old man's mouth, that is, the man whose face is hidden in the galaxy.
"Dao Fang, did you notice anything unusual just now?"
Han Lin slowly walked on the bluestone bridge, and after a moment, he suddenly spoke.
"No, what happened to you kid again? Say it and let Dao Ye analyze it. ”
Dao Fang opened his mouth suspiciously, his face showed a puzzled look, just when Han Lin stepped on this bluestone bridge for the first time, his vitality disappeared in an instant, like an empty shell, even Dao Fang was secretly frightened, thinking that something had happened to Han Lin, this kid.
Fortunately, the disappearance of his vitality was only a breath of time, and after a breath, Han Lin was like a soul returning to his shell, his eyes were like a torch, so he was also worried.
Now it seems that something must have happened to Han Boy? Otherwise, there would be no such question.
It's just that what the hell happened, and he didn't even realize what was in Han Lin's mind.
Dao Fang's eyes showed a thoughtful look.
"It's okay, it's just that I just fell into a fantasy and experienced something in it. ”
Han Lin's eyes flashed slightly, and he said after a moment of silence, now, he had a trace of suspicion about the Dao Fang, and when he did not thoroughly understand the purpose of the Dao Fang, he had to leave three points off for the Dao Fang's words.
"So that's the case, this place is a secret realm after all, and some of the mechanisms are also normal, so you should have happened to touch some of the mechanisms before you fell into the illusion. ”
Dao Fang said thoughtfully, he suddenly seemed to remember something, stretched out his monkey paw and sketched in the air, and in a short time, he sketched a profound rune.
With a wave of his claw, the rune was ejected. This rune flew out of Han Lin's sea of knowledge, flickered in front of Han Lin, and entered Han Lin's eyebrows.
"This rune can protect you from being confused by some simple illusions, don't disturb my sleep. ”
After Dao Fang finished speaking, he stretched his waist, and his figure dissipated directly.
"Thank you. ”
Han Lin stopped and thanked him lightly.