The north wind blew away the fog, revealing a purple and red aura on the horizon, from small to large.

The black clouds cracked through the cracks, and a blinding light broke through the darkness and shone into the mortal world. The sun shone on the faces of a group of shepherds at the foot of the Kunlun Mountains, causing their eyelids to twitch slightly.

The first person to see this was a cowherd baby, with a little finger pointing to the sky. The overcast sky suddenly cleared, and the nearby shepherds all looked up and saw the sun emerge from the broken dark clouds.

It was an exceptionally bright spring day. The warm sun shines on everyone.

Among the scrawny cattle and sheep, a white-haired old man suddenly looked up to the sky and shouted:

"I know this situation, this is called the destruction of the sky, and the gods have appeared!"

At this moment, two men happened to fall from the sky, one wearing a bronze fox mask, and the other was born like a monkey, it was Wang Chan and Yuan Sheng.

The duo wore dark blue coats painted with meteor motifs, a single emerald pin at the neckline, a white silk lining, and long knee-high leather boots.

"That'...... Is that...... The gods have arrived!"

Seeing the two people falling from the sky, the old man hurriedly put down the leather whip of the sheep, knelt on the ground and bowed again and again, his forehead full of wrinkles knocked loudly, convinced that all weather changes, lightning and thunder, and all kinds of strange phenomena are closely related to the gods.

The shepherd next to him looked a little reluctant, but seeing that the old man was so pious, he also tidied up his clothes one after another, and knelt down one by one.

Wang Chan walked over and said, "Everyone, please get up, we are not immortals. ”

The shepherds looked at each other: "Aren't you living immortals sent down by Heaven to save the suffering?"

Wang Chan said: "The so-called way of heaven is not a god, but the way of yin and yang in nature, not calling for wind and rain, sprinkling beans into soldiers, but observing the changes of the sky to deduce everything and the like, through the transformation of the five elements, inferring the changes of nature." There are rules to follow when everything changes, usually the fog eats the clouds for a long time, and the fog is clear for a long time. Huahuan on the horizon is a sign of sunshine. We are lowly monks, and we just happen to appear when the clouds open and see the sun. ”

After saying this detailed explanation, the white-haired old man's vicissitudes of life obviously showed a look of disappointment.

A young shepherd raised his arms and shouted: "Natural disasters are continuous, wars have been raging for many years, and it is us ordinary people who have suffered, when did the gods help us? What gods do we still believe?"

"Zhou Tianzi has a negative mandate and can't bring us a good life. We might as well follow the overlord of one side in the troubled times and achieve great things!"

"Yes! Whoever can let us eat and drink spicy food, we will worship him as the Son of Heaven!"

Today, many enthusiastic people in the prime of life have begun to question the gods of inaction, and even try to get rid of the constraints of divinity and disobey the orders of the Son of Heaven.

The etiquette collapses, and the heroes compete for hegemony.

Zhou Ping, Wang Ji Yijiu, could not reverse the decline of the Zhou family. It has become common practice for the vassal states to kill kings, and the wars have been going on for a long time.

Leaving the shepherd under Kunlun Mountain, Yuan Sheng asked: "Little junior brother, I always think about one thing: after Master Jedi Tiantong, the three worlds of heaven, earth, and man are isolated, ghosts do not enter the underworld, and the souls of mortals should be settled?"

Wang Chan said: "People and ghosts have different paths, even if they are in the same world, they are separated by yin and yang, and they turn a blind eye to each other. ”

Yuan Sheng said: "This is much better than falling into the eighteenth hell. But how long can we last like this?"

Wang Chan said: "Maybe hundreds of years, maybe thousands of years, maybe no one will ever crack the Jedi Tiantong." At least for thousands of years, mortals can be themselves and dominate the world, no longer the cattle and sheep and pawns of the gods. ”

The two brothers bask in the spring sunshine and walk all the way into the canyon known as the Gate of Purgatory, passing through colorful rice fields.

Yuan Sheng looked into the distance, and a magnificent picture appeared in front of him. The breeze blew, and the seven-colored rice waves were like turbulent waves, making the sound of girls laughing.

Looking at the seven-colored rice ears swaying lazily in the wind, Wang Chan was quite excited and said: "This is the seven-colored rice ears that Uncle Niu Zhu said, which can be made into peach blossom acacia soup." ”

Yuan Sheng urged: "Little junior brother, we don't have much time, it's best to rush to the Spring and Autumn Garden before dark." ”

Wang Chan leaned over to harvest a few bundles of rice ears, and immediately quickened his pace, and when he walked about twenty steps, he gradually slowed down. The insects chirped endlessly, and the flat land and dense vegetation were in front of me.

The two walked into the dense forest, looking at the surrounding environment, there were strange trees everywhere, the spiritual grass was abundant, and there were countless strange plants and insects, everything was so simple and magical.

Yuan Sheng led the way in front, and not far away, in the middle of a stone tablet full of green vines, revealing the three big characters of "Spring and Autumn Garden".

The two of them walked through the dense forest, and finally came to the end. Five feet away, there is a towering giant tree, and its dense foliage is constantly changing colors.

The top of the tree goes straight out of the valley, and there is a sense of optimism. Under the shade of the tree is an ashlar chessboard, on which black and white chess pieces are faintly visible.

Wang Chan took a closer look and found that there were two fairy-like old men under the tree, who seemed to have been sitting there for a long time, and one of them was Lu Zhudao Jun. It was the first time that Wang Chan had seen such a focused expression on the face of this crazy Taoist.

Yuan Sheng knew that the game of chess in front of Lu Jian Daojun was closely related to the situation in the world, and the chess game changed with the fortunes of the Zhou Dynasty.

At this time, playing against Lu Jian Daojun was a purple-robed old Taoist, his skin was golden, there was not even a single hair on the top of his head, and the top of his bright head reflected the sunlight and shining, and he was actually the leader of the Western Sect.

The usher was concentrated, his eyes fixed on the chessboard, motionless.

Through the bronze fox mask, Wang Chan looked at the Daoist from a distance, and felt that his cultivation was not below Lu Zhudaoren.

Yuan Sheng wondered very much why the Daoist had shaved his head, but he didn't step forward, he just stood by silently, not daring to disturb the two old immortals on the chessboard.

After a cup of tea, Lu Jian Daojun saw an extra sunspot on the chessboard, and laughed: "Old yellow face, there is no need for us to continue, the outcome has already been decided." ”

Seeing a white piece appear on the chessboard, the Taoist smiled and said, "This game with the fate of the Zhou family as a bet is a loss. ”

Lu Zhudao Jun smiled proudly, and said arrogantly: "Old yellow face, I didn't expect you to be so willing to gamble and lose." ”

The Taoist smiled slightly, and said calmly: "The fox master liberates the common people and crosses thousands of living beings. You and I crossed the competition, and I was also convinced. ”

Lu Zhuan Daojun's expression became more and more proud, and he said jokingly: "Old yellow face, I think after you shaved your head, the six roots are clean, although you still have a yellow face and thin muscles, but you seem to be much more energetic than before." ”

The usher smiled without saying a word, and looked sideways at the chess game where the winner had been decided.

"The younger generation sees the two seniors. Yuan Sheng walked over and bowed.

Wang Chan walked up to the person who received the Tao and said, "The juniors have a saying, I want to dare to ask the seniors. ”

The usher slowly turned his head, his gaze swept over Wang Chan and Yuan Sheng, and finally stayed on Wang Chan for a moment.

Wang Chan faced the Taoist and asked, "May I ask if the chief can see Taihao Fuxi's Seven Spirits in the family master from the beginning?"

The usher did not want to answer this question head-on, but asked, "Why do you ask about this?"

Looking at the black-and-white chessboard, Wang Chan said to the Daoist: "You are setting up this chess game here to guide Lu Jian Daojun to act according to your intentions and help you gradually promote the Jedi Heavenly Communication. Separating heaven and earth and dominating the world is exactly what you want. ”

Lu Zhuan Daojun suddenly realized, and said: "Bastard, you damn old yellow face, you dare to use Lao Tzu as your pawn?"

The face of the usher changed slightly, but he still pretended to be calm and light.

Wang Chan said lightly: "The family teacher ordered me to tell my seniors: as long as there is Xuanzong in the world, the Western Sect will never think of lawlessness. ”

Lu Jian Daojun sneered: "Old yellow face, although I can't kill you, but the current fox master and his three confidantes, plus the help of the quasi-Daoist, what are your chances of winning?"

The expression of the person who received the Tao shook slightly, and he smiled perfunctorily:

"Uncle Xiao, you know that I don't like to fight with people, especially people like Fox Master. From the first time we met, I could tell that he was anything but something in the pool. This man has seven treasures on his body. ”

Lu Zhuan Daojun hurriedly asked, "Which Seven Treasures?"

The guide replied: "The Seven Treasures of the Fox Master: one is the thickness of his skin, the second is the amount of alcohol in his stomach, the third is the backbone in his skin, the fourth is the belief in his soul, the fifth is the bottom line of his life, the sixth is his pure heart and few desires, and the seventh is the ghost idea in his head. These seven treasures are rare and valuable, and his disciples have inherited one of them. ”

Yuan Sheng shook his head and said, "Hey! No, you said that Master has Seven Treasures, but there are only six of us Senior Brothers. What treasure haven't we learned?"

Before Yuan Sheng could finish speaking, the Daoist turned into a golden light and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Hmph, bastard!"

Lu Jian Daojun spat in the direction where the Daoist left, turned his head to look at Yuan Sheng and Wang Chan, and asked, "You two little guys don't practice well, why did you come to me?"

The two exchanged glances, and Wang Chan replied: "Master resigned from the post of Lord of Xuanzong not long ago, and instructed us to come and tell the seniors: he has completed what he promised you, and has decided to return to the mountains and forests from now on and not ask about the world. The current Xuanzong has changed to a new sect master. ”

"New Sect Master?" Lu Jian Daojun was slightly stunned, and asked curiously, "Who is the new Sect Master?"