Wedge.

Fang Qi Mountain, Sword God Temple, in the silent and empty long hall, two old men with white eyebrows and long beards sat opposite each other. The temple perseverance is on the top of the snow-capped mountain at an altitude of 10,000 meters, overlooking it, and in front of you is a colorful neon and a sea of clouds that swirls like a dragon. The cedars on the mountain stand proudly, the pine trees are stout, the height is hundreds of zhang, and the age of the trees is thousands of years. The surrounding air is thin, and few people can climb to the top.

It is said that this is a place for the gods to recuperate and practice.

Outside the hall, the wind and snow are mixed, the weather is bad, but the hall is like a different world, not a trace of wind can blow in, a few candles are stable and upward, there is no sign of chaos.

The two old men sat at opposite ends of the chessboard, their faces whitened by the dim candlelight reflecting their faces that were more rugged than the ridges. The two of them were well dressed, with their backs to the person at the temple gate, wearing a red long robe, the corners of the clothes were decorated with dragon patterns, domineering and flamboyant, and the chess was like thousands of troops charging into battle, and the offensive was fierce.

The person facing the palace gate was shrouded in snow-white robes, and his white shoes were clean and spotless.

These two people must be immortals in the eyes of the world.

"Lao Xiang, I have been playing chess for 30 years, and I have never won. The old man in red reached into the pool, pulled a sunspot out, and landed in the most anxious place of the battle without hesitation.

"In thirty years, a total of 39,999 games of chess, although you have never won a game, but you are getting stronger and stronger, and today, it is difficult for me to win you, and the victory or defeat is at most between half an eye. The white-robed old man twisted the stone in his hand, carefully pondering the next step.

"You are too careful, you have to calculate everything you do, and you have to count endlessly, and you don't have the demeanor of a general at all. The old man in red tapped the ground and grumbled impatiently. There was an incredible power in his knuckles, and where he struck, there was a strange sound from the inside out, "Hurry up, hurry up." Mother-in-law and mother-in-law are annoying. ”

Don't look at him like an old child, with a big grin, but his pupils are dark brown, extremely deep, and he can't reflect any light.

The white-robed old man had long been accustomed to him being like this, so he ignored the urging voices, and quietly fell, saying, "Xiao Ni, in the past thirty years, this is the game of chess that you have the most hope of winning. ”

"It's not that you want to win, it's that you will win, and I'm tired of the miserable life here. The red-robed old man excitedly grabbed the chess pieces. Those hard chess pieces made of granite were weightless in his hands, and it seemed that with a little force, they would be shattered, "If I win you, I will return to the outside world and do a big job." ”

"Thirty years later, that land full of desire no longer belongs to you and me, why do you have to go back. The white-robed old man raised his head and looked at each other deeply.

"Nonsense, that's where I came from, and of course going back. Dust to dust, dust to dust, haven't you heard of this sentence? The old man in red was furious, and the black chess pieces turned into powder in his hands.

"Hey, although you don't say it, I can see that in the past thirty years, your hatred for me has become more and more intense. The white-robed old man sighed bitterly.

"You're laughing. The old man in red was stunned and lowered his head.

"This game is probably your last patience, if you still don't win, what will happen to you, Xiao Ni. ”

"Boom. A thunderbolt fell, and the hall that was not stormy suddenly became cold, and the candlelight beat violently a few times. At this moment, the atmosphere of the entire space was changed by this extremely sensitive question, but the way the white-robed old man spoke was still so casual, no different from homely chatter.

The old man in red bowed his head and was silent, not knowing what he was thinking. But in the deeper part of the hall, a little red light flame jumped out incredibly, and the light flame was like a substance, faintly appearing in the shape of a dragon, and there was more than one.

The two of them were silent, and the dragon head transformed into more and more red flames, seeing that they had reached the edge of losing control, near the left, a white light rose up, enveloping their bodies, and the dragon head with teeth and claws seemed to be restrained, and its breath weakened.

"See, only that king's sword can reflect your true heart. If I don't win this game, will you kill me, Ni. The wind rose, the candlelight was extinguished, and the old man in red didn't say a word, but fell gently, "The chess is not finished yet, why bother to win or lose." ”

"You know best in your heart, even if you win, I won't let you go. The voice was as calm as water waves, but it was an astonishing fact, setting off waves of turbulent waves in the heart of the red-robed old man, "Xiao Ni, make a break, go or stay, and the sword will speak." The white-robed old man made a move, and the white light flew like a rainbow, falling into his thin palm, and if you looked closely, it turned out to be an incredibly beautiful divine sword, "Make a move, I know you have been arranging it for a long time, just waiting for this moment to launch." ”

"It turns out that you have already discovered it. The old man in red stood up, the red light surging all over his body, the dragon qi was vertical and horizontal, and he stood up with him, as well as the divine sword that pounced from under the ground, a total of twelve handles, arranged in a tic-tac-toe shape. This is the sword array that he has been trying to hide in order to kill the other party, but he didn't expect it to be seen through before it was launched. However, in fact, in his heart, he already knew that this kind of trick could not deceive the other party, and he knew that he still had to do this, which shows how much his hatred has accumulated. "Thirty years, thirty years of time, you ****** consumed the best years of Lao Tzu. ”

The old man in red suddenly raised his head, and the red light enveloped his angular face, and against the background of these red lights, his old face was much younger, and he could vaguely recognize the handsome outline.

- When I was young, I must have been an amazing character.

The red light flooded, the nine dragons howled out of the ground, the temple body collapsed, the darkness retreated in all directions like a tide, and from a distance, the entire Sword God Temple turned into a ghost domain. That bit of clear and transparent white light, like a needle pierced into the ghost realm, a thorn in the throat, always standing, the wind does not disperse, and the fire does not burn.

The white-robed old man stroked the sword in his hand and whispered, "Star Soul, thank you for your hard work." ”

Shoujian Xing's soul "Zheng" came out of the sheath, and in the ghost domain, a white Yongdao lit up, a Yongdao that led to peace and hope: "You don't blame you for resenting me and hating me, but I have to do this, Xiao Ni." ”

"Die. ”

The twelve divine swords turned into twelve arcs of light, devouring from under his feet, and the old man in red was hidden in the darkness, "Today is either you die or I die." ”

In the sword body hall, the red and white rays intersected, and the surging air waves uprooted the cedars that had long roots into the mountain, the snow-capped mountains collapsed, the ground under their feet buzzed and trembled, and the entire Fangqi Mountain seemed to surrender to the feet of the two old men.

"Boom. ”

In October of the same year, the dispute between good and evil arose again, and the world was in chaos.

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