Inside the stupa.

The four chess players stopped for a moment and left one after another.

Only a few people saw the clue, the four old national players who were famous all over the world came with a surging soul power, and when they left, their bodies were empty, and there was no soul power left.

Tang Muran helped Bai Qi's seniors to leave, and when the seniors walked in front of their sons Xiaotao and Yi Xiao, their bodies paused slightly, and they stopped talking.

The face of the small hall was bitter, and he said, "Why did the seniors come here?"

"We are ashes from the previous era, which cannot be rekindled. Bai Qi smiled, "The four old antiques are just about to enter the ground." Where do you need to care so much?"

His voice was a little calm, and he said kindly: "A new generation replaces the old." Lord of the Swords, their era is coming to an end. The four of us are always difficult to hide our cultivation. ”

Bai Qi looked at Qiu Jiwen, the great chess master who left first, and the figure was a little stiff when he left, and sighed softly: "Qiu Jiwen is not convinced of the old, but he is unwilling to talk about thousands of words, and he wants to go further in the chess path in his heart." After all, he still dedicated the soul power he had accumulated for sixteen years. ”

"We don't know how long these soul powers will last. But since the Sword Lord started the layout sixteen years ago. Bai Qi patted Yi Xiao and Gongzi Xiaotao on the shoulders, "Presumably, these meager soul powers can support you to reach the top of this tower." ”

"This sword party. It was the last sword drinking party in the world. Its end will end with the passing of an era. ”

Tang Muran was silent, helping Bai Qi's seniors to leave slowly.

Thirty-nine to a full house.

Those who can see Bliss will not be able to reach the second level.

The remaining three.

The four great chess masters sacrificed their soul power to open a staircase in the pagoda.

The staircase in front of him was purely made of soul power, leading directly to the dome of the stupa, in that piece of Elysium, a hole was opened, and the stairs led in, breaking the Bliss.

The three of them looked up at the mural of the dome's magnificence.

In the "Elysium", thousands of Buddhas have disappeared.

The mural faded into a black-and-white tangle.

The staircase leads to the higher levels of the stupa.

The departure of the four great chess players announced the end of an era. Gongzi Xiaotao muttered softly: "The ancestors of chess, they took themselves as a price to unveil the prelude to the future generations." ”

"Go up to the next level. His Royal Highness nodded, "The swords and wine of the previous era are considered to be in the past. ”

He watched as the crowd left, leaving only three people in the tower.

At the cocktail party, Dongbo Fengya, who shined with him, and the mysterious Xia Liang, were not in the banquet.

"They didn't enter the tower. Gongzi Xiaotao slowly spoke, and said: "I thought that the person sent by the Qi Palace was just Xia Liang, but why didn't that Dongbo Fengya enter the tower?"

Yi Xiao didn't speak, the Chess Palace had already released the news, it was inevitable to collect the soul of the demon sword, and that Xia Liang's identity was indeed very suspicious.

I didn't think much about it at first, even if that Xia Liang was the real killer. That dragon bird has the Xuanhuang Sword level nine-rank pinnacle by his side, and he is an extremely strong man against the sky, what can a mere Xia Liang do?

It seems that I have thought less about it.

"Dongbo Fengya, could it be that he is heading towards Cao Zhixuan?" Yi Xiao frowned, "No one knows what the Chess Palace is up to. Could it be the soul of the demon sword?"

Childe Xiaotao did not reply.

"I can see it. ”

Jiang Qingyi smiled bitterly and said, "This is no longer a drinking party. Right?"

His Royal Highness realized that he had lost his words.

"I suddenly don't want to go up the tower. Jiang Qingyi rubbed his face and took a step back.

"Don't get me wrong, I, Jiang Qingyi, am not greedy for life and afraid of death. He smiled bitterly, "You are the true pride of the sky. Climb to the top of the pagoda, I don't want to fight with you, and I can't compete with you. ”

Yi Xiao and Gongzi Xiaotao didn't speak, quietly looking at this bland young man.

He looked up.

"I used to think about what I was after. ”

"Jiang Qingyi has no great wisdom and no great aspirations. He stood there, calm as water, and said, "I know that I can't turn the tide and the building will fall." ”

But Jiang Qingyi knew one thing. ”

"The two of them have seen that this stupa is not Elysium, but Infernal Hell. You must know that not everyone can reach the top of this stupa, and to reach the top of the stupa to benefit all sentient beings, I am afraid it is not just as simple as having the will to die. Jiang Qingyi smiled and said, "Jiang Qingyi may not be able to do it even if he spares his life." ”

"So you're going out of the tower?" Yi Xiao raised her eyebrows.

"Please, two. Jiang Qingyi nodded and said, "After Jiang leaves the tower, I hope that the two of them can reach the top." ”

Childe Xiaotao nodded silently.

"The sword and the wine of the last era are coming to an end. Jiang Qingyi bowed deeply and said, "The sword and wine of this era are about to be unveiled. ”

This young man in Jiang Qingyi is quitting at this moment, and not many people know why.

But Gongzi Xiaotao and Yi Xiao happened to know.

Jiang Qingyi, a bitter son from a cold family.

In the extreme north of the Northern Wei Dynasty, there were all cold and bitter areas, Jiang Qingyi was born in that area, after losing his parents, if it were not for the Wei Emperor Cao Zhixuan's plan to help the cold in the north, he would have starved to death in that barren area.

Cao Zhixuan didn't expect that a rain that he unintentionally gave back then saved the life of Jiang Qingyi, a withered seedling, in the midst of thousands of cold doors.

Now Jiang Qingyi wants to repay.

"You'd better not get involved in that thing out there. His Royal Highness suddenly spoke, "The wrestling between the big men of the Northern Wei Dynasty, you will only die if you go." ”

Jiang Qingyi did not reply.

"The Northern Wei Dynasty is the land that gave birth to me and raised me. Jiang Qingyi smiled and said, "Jiang is not capable enough to save the Central Plains, but I hope he can save the Northern Wei Dynasty." ”

"I want to go to the Chess Palace. He said calmly.

"Can you stop it?" asked Gongzi Xiaotao rhetorically.

Jiang Qingyi smiled and said, "You always have to try everything to know if you can stop it." ”

Yi Xiao and Gongzi Xiaotao did not have light clothes to block the river.

Before leaving, he turned to the door of the stupa and looked at the two men.

One is a famous chess saint disciple at a young age.

One is a mysterious son who was born out of thin air.

When will I be able to compare with such two dazzling people?

Jiang Qingyi smiled.

He was born in a humble family, unknown, and the chess game is far from being the opponent of these two people.

He didn't think he would be able to go so far at the party.

The children of the poor family are bitter, and Jiang Qingyi has suffered countless bullying, cold-eyed, and abused since he was a child.

I couldn't ask for chess and was turned away. The ice and snow are frozen, and there is no covering.

Why is he called Jiang Qingyi?

Light clothing is never a suitable piece of clothing that can protect against the cold on a snowy day.

But he never thought of giving up, and regarded chess as a lifelong belief.

Don't seek to be heard, not to be glorious. What did he really want?

Sometimes even Jiang Qingyi himself is a little confused.

Until that snowy day, before his father died, he wrote two words on the snow with trembling fingers.

Conscience.

Person. You can be poor, you can be unclothed, you can starve to death and freeze to death.

But the back must be straight, and you can die standing and not live on your knees.

Live your life.

This is called the heart.

What Jiang Qingyi asked for was just a simple heart.

He can not be famous, he can not be rich.

He can accept all adversity, but he can't tolerate losing his heart with his own hands.

Such a person, who holds his heart and has experienced more than anyone else, naturally sees it more clearly than anyone else.

So he can have such a day.

Thousands of thoughts came flooding in, and Jiang Qingyi had mixed feelings.

"What's your name?"

His Highness's voice interrupted the young man's thoughts.

He was slightly stunned and showed a shy smile: "Jiang Qingyi." ”

"I remember you. Yi Xiao nodded, and smiled at Gongzi Xiaotao: "Second layer." ”

The stupa doors open and close.

The light clothes are no longer there.

As he said.

The sword and wine of the previous era have come to an end.

It was up to them to start this era.