The life of the saint, standing on the top of the world, overlooking all people, worshiped by all souls, its name resounded in all directions, but in the face of the years, there will be parting, there will be powerless times, people sigh.

"Soldier saint, I can't imagine that the top sage of the dignified generation will also die, if you are not an immortal, you will not be able to get rid of reincarnation, and you will always be subject to the rules of heaven and earth. ”

"The world opens its mouth to say that immortals, who do they see in the Nine Heavens? It's not that the immortals are all vain, and it has never been hard to find a strong Taoist heart. ”

The forest was quiet, Mu Chen smiled bitterly, shook off the sadness in his heart, and continued to walk forward, and after an hour, he walked out of the forest, and his eyes were open.

Jingle bells...

Not far ahead, there was a gust of wind chimes, crisp and pleasant, this is a prairie, the grass is green, and a huge night pearl hangs high in the sky, illuminating this small world.

A few hundred meters away from him, there is a pavilion, dotted with several strange-shaped rockeries on the side, and a small stream, the stream flows through the waterway, wading through the mountain, tinkling, there is a kind of peaceful beauty.

Mu Chen walked into the pavilion, and there was a stone table in the center, on which a chess game was placed, and there was a solemn aura, which made the little turtle and him frightened.

"This is a game of chess to evolve an ancient killing array, which is amazing! It is worthy of being the first soldier ancestor in ancient times. He was amazed that a game of chess could reveal the great power of a million troops, what a miraculous power.

On the chessboard, the black and white sides were staggered, and the little turtle didn't know how to play, and he stared at the killing game for a long time and didn't understand the mystery, so he shook his head helplessly and gave up watching.

"White chess is in danger, attacking and killing from all sides, the terrain is lost, it is forced to a corner, there is no way out, just put a piece here to win. ”

After Mu Chen's careful observation, he made a judgment, and subconsciously picked up a sunspot and fell, wanting to end this killing game.

Airplanes!

At the moment when he landed, the chessboard shook, and every chess piece was shining, and suddenly, a hazy phantom appeared at the other end of the stone table, and he bowed his hand slightly to Mu Chen.

"I'll poke, what's the situation, it's haunted!" The little turtle was startled, and hid behind Mu Chen's body with a swish, looking nervous, and a vague phantom actually appeared in the pavilion, making it feel uneasy.

This is a man, dressed in a robe, with a gentle temperament, and at the same time a domineering spirit that controls the world, his face is blurred, only a pair of eyes are revealed, the vicissitudes of life are profound, as if he has experienced the long river of years, he arched his hand at him, and sat on the other side of the stone table.

"It's okay, it's just a will, it has no substance, it can't hurt us, you see his posture, it seems like he wants to play with me. ”

Mu Chen's eyes narrowed, and he quickly recognized that the man was just a phantom condensed by will, and the corners of his mouth curled, sitting on the stone chair.

"Please. ”

The next moment, the phantom moved, and with a slight wave of his hand, a white piece floated up from the chess box and landed on the chessboard, and then he stared at the chessboard motionlessly.

The game begins!

The chess pieces are glowing, the killing game is on, Mu Chen holds the black spot, distinguishing the overall situation, the situation of this game of chess is very beneficial to him, almost all the white children are blocked in a corner, and the scale of victory is seriously tilted to his side, but even so he does not dare to be careless at all, because he can already guess the identity of the opponent faintly, it is not an exaggeration to say that sitting opposite is an ancestor who plays the formation, and no one in the world knows his name.

A moment later, Mu Chen carefully considered and deduced many times, before he cautiously put down a piece and landed in one place, on the opposite side, the illusory man did not think twice, and with a wave of his big hand, a white son instantly jumped onto the chessboard and began to break the game.

Time passed little by little, and the night pearl on the sky automatically moved westward, and the two of them had already passed a hundred hands, and sweat began to appear on his face, staring at the chessboard deadly, his breath unstable.

Boom, suddenly, Mu Chen's head was dizzy, his mind was immersed in the chess game, his eyes were dark, his consciousness was detached, and he came to an ancient battlefield, shouting all around, the horses neighed on the ground, and the two armies were clashing and fighting fiercely.

At this moment, he forgot that this was just a game of chess, everything was too real, so that he couldn't distinguish between reality and dreams, he was a general, wearing a battle robe and holding a military flag, and was commanding an army of 100,000 to intercept and kill the enemy.

"Kill!"

Mu Chen shouted, his pupils were blood-red, he struggled to dance the battle flag, he had long forgotten everything else in his heart, only victory, the battle situation was ever-changing, the enemy was endlessly changing, and he actually regained the disadvantage little by little in a desperate situation, not long after, the opponent's general decisively sacrificed one side of the people, and then grasped the fleeting fighter plane very accurately, leading another group of soldiers to wait for the opportunity to encircle and kill, encircled and suppressed in batches.

However, in two hours, the enemy had trapped his army in battle, and the situation was not optimistic.

In the sky, the night pearl fell into the distant mountain, and when the night came, Mu Chen was lost in the chess game, his breath was chaotic, his eyes were red, and he was struggling in the disadvantage, while the phantom man on the opposite side was still ethereal, and he dropped his hands at will, but he was precise in his steps, pressing on the sunspot.

This game lasted for a whole day and a night, and I don't know how long it took, the night pearl rose again, illuminating the world and bringing light to this world.

"I lost..."

Mu Chen put down the chess pieces, woke up from the dream, and shook his head with a wry smile, the two are not at the same level at all, the other party is like a god, the conditioning is clear, the overall situation is extremely strong, and he can deduce various trends on the battlefield.

"But it's not in vain to be able to play a game with a generation of soldiers. ”

He also did it simply, respectfully saluting the man in front of him, losing is losing, and losing to the man in front of him is not wronged at all, just in terms of waving troops, I am afraid that no one in the world is really his opponent.

This gift is absolutely bearable to the other party, and Mu Chen is also sincere, looking at the past and the present, no one can erase a trace of this person's brilliance, this is a legend.

"If you can afford to put it down, you can see far away, pass on your law, and hope that you can benefit the common people. ”

"Thank you Bingzu for your advice. ”

"You have a fate with this way, spread your own formation, and fight for me in the future. The man nodded, his tone was gentle, and a finger was pointed on Mu Chen's forehead, and the chess pieces on the stone table floated, emitting a faint light, turning into streamers and submerging into his forehead.

He suddenly felt that his head sank, a huge amount of information poured into his mind, his headache split, and it took a while to return to normal, his mind sank, and hundreds of ancient magic arrays appeared in his heart, unpredictable, mysterious, all of them were killing arrays on the battlefield, which had long been lost, and had the power to frighten ghosts and destroy gods.

"The way of the array is also the way of the universe, Buddhism says, a flower and a world, a leaf and a Bodhi, we see not only the big world, but also the micro world. ”

"There is a tiger in the heart, and the roses are sniffed. ”

With a wave of the phantom hand, the chessboard is infinitely changing.

There are three thousand Dao, one of the formations, and there are thousands of ancient formations, and he is the pinnacle of this Dao.

While explaining the origin of the formation, the man did not stop in his hand, and the chessboard changed in a myriad of ways, showing one different prototype of the formation one after another.

The essence of the formation path is actually a means of borrowing power to construct a sequence, so as to outline the hidden power of nature and use it for one's own use.

The Great Achiever can even use the stars as the basis to bring out the supreme divine power of the great universe.

Soon, the man stopped, and on the chessboard was a gossip-shaped maze.

Mu Chen observed carefully, his mind sank, and he was soon lost.

"Wake up. ”

With a soft snort, his gaze instantly returned to clarity, and he looked at the mage on the chessboard with palpitations.

"The foundation of the maze is sorting, and this maze is the simplest of the mazes, and it is best for beginners like you to get started. ”

"These are the eyes of the formation. The phantom pointed to a few places in the maze array, and methodically said the key to this array, Mu Chen studied carefully, nodding from time to time.

I have to say that the other party is worthy of being the pinnacle of this way, the understanding of the formation method is the first in ancient times, and the explanation is simple and simple, without a trace, even if Mu Chen is the first time to contact the formation path, it is also a relish to listen to.

Despite this, it took him nearly an hour to understand the principle of the entire gossip maze.

It's not that his talent is not good, but his talent is extremely high, otherwise the ancestor of the soldiers would not have passed on the formation learning, just because this one is broad and profound, it is extremely difficult to get started.

In the end, the maze on the chessboard glowed, turning into a mark and melting into his heart.

Next, the other party laid out a phantom array, half-truth and half-false, between reality and illusion.

It can be said that this is the Holy Fate, personally guided by the strongest person in the Ancient Formation Dao, and it will definitely surprise countless people's eyes when it is passed on.

In this way, the two of them taught and learned, and a few days passed in the blink of an eye.

On the seventh day, Bingzu taught him a total of more than 90 basic magic circles, all of which were unreserved.

Although Mu Chen couldn't fully understand these formations, he remembered them all in his heart.

Afterwards, Bingzu stopped teaching and let him start to learn how to set up the formation on his own.

Creating your own magic circle, this process is extremely difficult and time-consuming,

Those who are in the world may not be able to do it in their lifetime.

But he must take this step, after all, the road of the predecessors is just a reference and direction, if you just follow the old road, you will only walk the road to death, and finally end up high and low, only out of your own way to have the possibility of reaching the top.

Mu Chen's mind was completely immersed in the sea of formations, and he forgot about it.

Bing Zu nodded with satisfaction, Mu Chen's talent is extremely high, he has mastered the origin of the formation in just a few days, and some basic small formations can also be successfully deployed, although in his opinion there are still flaws in it, but it is also very good.

Time passed day by day, and the level of the formation laid out by Mu Chen became more and more profound, and the progress was rapid.

Rumble!

On the fifteenth day, the chessboard lit up with a terrifying murderous aura, which was infinitely varied, this was a small killing formation, without the slightest flaw, the point was that this was not the formation of the ancestor of the soldiers, but his own creation.

"It worked!"

"Very well, it seems that you have an idea of what to do next. ”

"How long have I been here?" he asked.

"Fifteenth. ”

"How long did it take?"

"Half a month to get started, this time is already short, in my time, in terms of formation talent alone, you can rank in the top three. ”

This is a great affirmation, the ancient era of the formation was brilliant, and in such a great world, Mu Chen's talent can still be ranked in the top three, which shows how terrifying his talent is.

Born to be born for the array!

He stood up and made a master-apprentice salute to the phantom, although the other party did not say that he would be accepted as an apprentice, but it did pass down the avenue, and there was already a master and apprentice.

Bing Zu did not refuse, and said: "The Formation Dao is endless, since you have obtained my true inheritance, you are a disciple of my Dao, and you must not insult this Dao in the future." ”

The relationship between generations of master and apprentice is a kind of inheritance, and it is also an entrustment.

"The younger generation will never shame the ancestors! In my lifetime, I vow to let this way achieve immortal prestige!" Mu Chen said solemnly.

The phantom nodded to him, extremely pleased, put his hands behind his back, looked at the wind chimes hanging in the gazebo, his eyes were soft, with a hint of nostalgia, a trace of reluctance, and he stood quietly like that, not moving for a long time.

"I can't go back to the past... Alas. ”

He sighed, his tone bitter, and then his body shook, dissipating into a gust of wind, and he was never seen again.

Mu Chen got up and looked at the hanging wind chimes, which could be seen from the shape of a woman, exquisite and delicate, swaying with the wind, and the bell sounded crisp.

"Let's go, if I'm not mistaken, we'll come across a grave on the road ahead. He whispered to himself, the moment the previous soldier ancestor dissipated, he had looked ahead, with affection and softness.