The thousand-year-old cave house, there is a candle flame swaying, like a swimming fish on the stone wall, and the origin is uncertain.

The sword behind His Highness's back was held.

This is not a burly figure, but a little thin, not at all like the image of a great cultivator who is enough to rank among the top three in the world.

Not burly enough, not tall enough.

Not short, not old.

Compared to other great cultivators, the Chess Saint really had a very ordinary face.

His facial features are all good-looking when taken apart, but if they are put together, they look plain.

Such a "bland" feeling is not like a first impression, but rather a gentle impression deliberately created by Ye Shisan's "Purple Mansion Divine Soul" technique.

If you don't look at those eyes, the impression of the chess saint is that he is a very ordinary, very ordinary, neither young nor old.

But he is the master of the fairy island in the South China Sea.

Because his eyes reflect the mountains and rivers.

Ye Shisan looked at the master in front of him in a daze.

He thought about under what circumstances Shizun would get out.

At a time when the ban is about to be broken by itself.

When the disciples of Zhongwei Peak knocked on the door together.

When the people of the Purple Mansion broke the ban with their soul power.

All kinds of situations.

But I never thought it would be like this.

The appearance of the chess saint was originally a young person, but at this moment, the sideburns gradually turned gray and gray, and the two strands of long hair continued to rise under the sneer of the sword qi of the Great Soul Power Sword, and after falling three times, they turned into a complete gray color.

Manifesting the divine soul into the Purple Mansion and taking this sword obviously consumed the great mental strength of the chess saint.

The chess saint grabbed the sword of the little highness, but his eyes passed over the little highness and looked at Ye Shisan.

He calmly looked at the most proud disciple of his own disciple.

Ye Thirteen didn't know what to say.

He looked at his master in a daze, and saw that there was no trace of reproach or anger in those eyes, but a trace of disappointment.

The chess master shook his head slowly with a slight amplitude that was almost invisible.

His altar was empty.

There was nothing out of the ordinary.

There is no sign of being taken away.

Sober to the point that he can't be sober anymore.

His Royal Highness didn't speak, silently sensing the strength of the person holding the sword behind him, the strength of the chess saint's sword was not too big, but his sword could not fall.

He lowered his eyebrows slightly.

Ye Thirteen didn't know what to say.

So there was a brief silence.

The Chess Master spoke first.

His voice was a little hoarse: "I know...... You're all speculating on something. ”

His Royal Highness and Ye Thirteen remained silent in unison.

Truly.

Gongzi Xiaotao, a native of Nanhaimen, is speculating about some of the things that the chess master said.

It is guessed that this first person from the South China Sea Immortal Island is now in retreat.

Is it being taken away?

Or are those things that have been closed by the ghost door taking advantage of the void?

And the chess master just said in a calm tone: "I am in retreat because I ...... Really hurt. ”

"All the winding paths leading to my cave on the peak of the end are all locked by prohibitions. He looked at Ye Shisan: "And inside the South China Sea Gate, only you know that this prohibition is a soul power prohibition." ”

"You also know that as long as I recover from my injuries, the ban will be lifted and the cave will be opened. ”

"But heal ...... It's a long process. ”

"Even I don't know how long it will take to heal the wound completely. Therefore, this South China Sea Holy Meeting will all be handed over to you to take care of. ”

"But ......"

"Ye Thirteen, you disappointed me. ”

Ye Thirteen, who was pressed by His Royal Highness on the stone wall, heard this, as if he had been pulled out of something, and his hands that were holding down His Royal Highness's tiger's mouth against brute force trembled uncontrollably at this moment.

Candles flickered on the stone wall.

The chess saint said softly: "The big and small gods and souls in the Purple Mansion are all stopped outside the Cave Mansion. Therefore, only the two of you can hear this. ”

He first looked at Ye Shisan, and his tone was calm: "You have smoked the 'Bodhisattva Dharma Phase', and you want to cultivate your avenue." But Qingshi is the reincarnation of the Jizo Bodhisattva who is expected to be 'robbed by one person' in the future, if he is folded in your hands today, the ghost gate ...... What to do?"

Ye Shisan's fingers were trembling slightly, not afraid, not afraid, but a kind of excitement that slowly rose from the bottom of his heart, stubborn.

Myself...... How can it not be compared to that Bodhisattva?

The chess master only glanced at it, and he understood it in his heart.

He said softly: "It stands to reason that in the battle of the Purple Mansion, if the skills are not as good as others, it will be shattered and the soul will be shattered and degenerated into a wasted person, which should also be done." So the bluestone soul you beat is now replaced by the soul that was beaten by His Highness, which is just karma. ”

Ye Shisan's body also trembled.

He wanted to say that he hadn't lost yet.

His spirit is still in its prime.

Even if the South China Sea Heavens Great Array at the bottom of his feet has been shattered, and he no longer has soul power to supply, he still has a trace of room to fight back.

But the soul sword that was held high behind Yi Xiao, if it wasn't for the master to hold it at this moment, it would have turned into the last blow that pierced the eyebrows and shattered his soul.

Thinking of this, Ye Shisan's eyes were sad, and he stopped talking.

"Qingshi has collected the three souls, when today, even if the rivers and lakes and temples are romantic, someone can really achieve the point of 'one person crushing and robbing', and he will not be willing to be the one who adds the eyes of the sea. The chess saint said in a calm tone: "He has a common heart, a merciful life, and was born to suppress the robbery." You ask yourself, is it worthy of him?"

Ye Thirteen lowered his eyes.

Is it comparable?

Isn't it comparable?

Stealing the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth by yourself, as a Dao fruit, can't it be compared?

It turns out that in the eyes of the master, even if he cultivates the Great Dao, he can't compare to the reincarnated Bodhisattva.

Ye Shisan coughed slightly, his voice low.

His Royal Highness squinted his eyes, no longer holding down the Dao fetus, and let it slip softly from the stone wall, and his body was half leaning and slumping to the ground.

His Royal Highness reached out and touched the blood on his face that had been splashed by Ye Thirteen's coughing up.

The golden soul blood looked a little shocking.

Ye Thirteen's divine soul began to become unstable.

The chess saint looked down at his proud disciple, his face showed no pity, but said softly: "I forcibly broke through the level and came to the Purple Mansion to save your life, so as to teach you to keep this realm, even if you fall slightly in the future, you will not fall out of the threshold of demons." After today, you will enter my cave and retreat to face the wall, so that you may repent. ”

Ye Shisan raised his head, his eyes were blurry, looking at the hazy image of his master, he smiled miserably and nodded.

The chess master hummed softly.

Only then did he take his gaze away from Ye Shisan and slowly move to Yi Xiao.

The chess saint looked at the fiery soul power of the little highness, and said with emotion: "The innate soul saint is born with talent, and it is really ...... It lives up to its name. ”

His Royal Highness didn't let go of the sword, his eyes stayed on Ye Shisan's body, not knowing what he was thinking.

The chess master said gently: "Now you have also seen that I have broken the retreat, regardless of my injuries, and came to meet all beings at your request. ”

His Royal Highness hummed softly.

The chess saint's tone was still gentle: "I have not been taken away, and I have not been in a situation similar to that of the city lord of the Northland Silver City. ”

His Royal Highness still just snorted.

The chess master finally slowly furrowed his eyebrows.

His tone was no longer as gentle as before, but with a slight hint of confusion, he said, "Is there anything else you want to see?"

His Royal Highness shook his head and said calmly, "I don't have anything to look at, and I don't have any doubts. ”

The chess master narrowed his eyes slightly.

He kept holding Yi Xiao's great soul power sword, his fingers were like picking flowers and leaves, and he didn't exert any force, but the sword qi was too sharp, causing his fingers and palms to be punctured, and lines of blood flowed down, being sucked into the sword body, making the black and white long sword here turn scarlet, and gradually look demonic.

This is the blood of a saint.

The chess master was silent for a moment.

He finally spoke.

"This incident is a misunderstanding. ”

His Royal Highness calmly listened to the hoarse voice of this true saint of the South China Sea: "Ye Thirteen wanted to do something, but he used the wrong means, you also heard it before, and I have already punished it." ”

"And what Tao Wuwu asked you to do, you also did. ”

"I'm out of the customs, I'm not taken away, those filthy things in the ghost gate have nothing to do with me. ”

"You did what you should do, you did what you had to do, you did it. ”

That's all I said.

His Royal Highness waited for a long time, and there was no follow-up, so he smiled and asked softly, "So what?"

The chess master didn't know how to reply to Yi Xiao's words, so he could only be silent again.

His Royal Highness muttered to himself and muttered, "So you mean, all this...... It's all a misunderstanding?"

The chess master did not answer.

"Since it's a misunderstanding, am I ...... Should this sword be put down?"

Ye Shisan, who was sitting on the ground, heard this, as if he realized something, and raised his head in disbelief, just in front of Yi Xiao's boiling golden pupils.

Yi Xiao considered the words, lowered her eyebrows slightly at the moment, and said "slowly" after a while: "You said so much, you should want me to say two words." ”

"Probably...... Forget it?"

The chess master sensed that the sword qi of this sword began to shake and tremble.

His Royal Highness, who had never turned around, twisted his head slightly at this moment, and half of his sideburns and long hair were also constantly stirred by the sword qi.

The pair of golden pupils, without fear, glanced indifferently at the Chess Saint, and then slowly turned to look at Ye Thirteen again.

His Royal Highness said calmly: "Where can I just forget it?"

He grinned.

The 100,000 wisps of sword qi that formed the narrow long sword shook at this moment, and instantly collapsed.

The candle flames of the entire cave were flooded by the sword qi in the sky, and they were extinguished in an instant.

Then the sword qi illuminated the stone wall.

100,000 wisps of sword qi are like swimming fish, boiling wantonly, staggered and splashing.

With a clanging sound, the long sword froze again in front of His Royal Highness.

A long, flat sword.

The hilt of the sword was held by the hand of the little highness.

Yi Xiao clenched the hilt of the sword, fell to the ground on one knee, and sent the long sword into Ye Shisan's chest, and then the sword qi pierced through the inner wall of the cave, bursting out wantonly and spinning.

His Royal Highness looked indifferently at Ye Thirteen's stunned pupils.

The spirit is shattered, about that.

Yi Xiao handed the long sword into Ye Thirteen's chest inch by inch, until the hilt sank into the ground, and the entire long sword composed of 100,000 wisps of sword qi was swallowed by the ground and disappeared.

Ye Thirteen's divine soul was smashed by a sword.

The entire cave mansion, along with the entire purple mansion, was wiped out under this sword.

His Royal Highness knelt down on one knee and didn't look at the expression of the chess saint behind him.

His face was expressionless and his voice was soft.

"One hundred thousand swords, not one sword can be missing. ”