For the first time, his gaze fell on the chessboard, and there were more than 100 pieces on it, and these chess pieces constituted a black and white chess game.

In Han Shi's hand, he held a white piece tightly, which was the only chess piece outside the chessboard.

There was a faint sweat on his forehead, and there were waves in his calm gaze like an ancient well.

This chess game, at first glance, is very ordinary, and it is roughly similar to the chess game recorded in many ancient scores, and there is no peculiarity in it.

Han Shi gradually became confused, and this confusion turned into a fog when the third month came, covering his mind, and even the chess game gradually blurred.

The chess game in this pavilion is easy to find, so it will make many people stay away, but it is precisely because it is too simple, but many people faintly feel that there must be a big opportunity hidden in this chess game, like Han Shi, stay here to explore the existence of that big opportunity.

It's just that no one has succeeded, leaving behind a distant back, in the silence, Han Shi may have a trace of regret in his heart, but in front of the fog that covers his mind, even this trace of regret can't be seen really, and even he himself doesn't know if he has ever had that moment of regret.

Regret is the denial of oneself.

Day after day, year after year, I don't know how long it has been, on this day, Han Shi raised his head and rubbed his stiff neck, and sighed, he pushed this chess game more than a thousand times, and he couldn't find a way to crack it.

Han Shi shook his head slightly, and his eyes were once again focused on the chess game......

At this moment, the four roads up the mountain of the Nineteen Peaks unconsciously converged into one, and the two of them saw each other under the clouds and mist for the first time in more than ten years.

At this moment, Yue Xuan's face was extremely gloomy, and he urged the small pot in his hand with all his strength, staring at the woman in Tsing Yi three hundred zhang away with murderous intent, he couldn't imagine that the monk in green shirt, who he thought was the most threatening, was nowhere to be seen at this moment, but Yue Rong, who was the least threatening, actually walked in front of him.

He was shrewd and figured out this matter almost instantly, in addition to the monstrous hatred, he was also jealous of this Yuerong, this woman's scheming was not under him, she couldn't bear it, and she was committed to him for many years, for this opportunity.

can make him unconsciously think that she is the best candidate, this woman has spent countless efforts over the years, so that he has this subconscious feeling, which shows that this woman has great intentions.

Under the power of the small pot, Yuexuan's speed is faster than Yuerong's, but without the help of the small pot, Yuerong is faster, which shows that the cultivation of the ban is above Yuexuan.

Yue Xuan's brows tightened and suppressed the killing machine, his expression returned to coldness, and chased down at this speed, I am afraid that before reaching the top of the mountain, Yue Rong has stepped into the colorful vortex, so his plan will be completely disrupted, and there will even be a change like the one five hundred years ago, that is like the end of the world, and he still has palpitations at this moment, this time he will never allow this scene to appear.

Thinking of this, Yue Xuan immediately sat down and pinched the trick with both hands, drawing a strange pattern.

After a while, a milky white mist like a thin gauze slowly rose from the top of Yue Xuan's head, this mist seemed to be real and illusory, looking carefully like a spiritual object, the mist floated to the side of the pot, the small pot trembled slightly, and the mouth of the pot greatly absorbed the white tulle-like mist, Yue Xuan's method was to sacrifice Shou Yuan to open the small pot devouring power, and before he exerted only the power of ordinary absorption.

The speed of devouring will exceed the absorption by several times, in this way, he will definitely catch up with Yue Rong before reaching the top of the mountain and kill this woman, but it is extremely difficult to open the power of devouring, and it requires a lot of vitality, which Yue Xuan has already prepared, and the secret of the family does not pass on the soul restoration technique, and the highest realm has the saying of nine deaths and resurrecting the soul.

Every time you die, you will have a lot of life in your body, and with the help of this life, you can be resurrected from the dead.

Just when Yue Xuan was sacrificing Shou Yuan, more than a hundred zhang behind him, in a distorted fluctuation, Nangong Jiuyun slowly appeared, there was a hint of a smile in his eyes, this scene was seen by Yue Rong at the moment she turned around, and the corners of her mouth also showed a smile, but this smile was even lighter.

The speed of the mist on the top of Yue Xuan's head is getting faster and faster, and there is a look of pain on his calm face, and after ten breaths, Yue Xuan pinched the vitality with both hands and interrupted the vitality sacrifice, this time the vitality of the sacrifice can be worth five hundred years of life, Yue Xuan gasped, and his face became old at the speed of his eyes, from the original young appearance to a middle-aged face.

Feeling that there was a strong devouring force in the small pot, Yue Xuan's eyes lit up, and a drop of essence blood was absorbed by the body of the pot again, he slowly got up, and just wanted to sacrifice the small pot to break the ban in front of him.

The mutation suddenly appeared, Nangong Jiuyun's right hand was like electricity, and after his left hand was a little eyebrows, a seal appeared at the center of the eyebrows that originally seemed to be normal, and he tore it open, and in an instant, a majestic aura was like a dragon going out to sea, and there was a clicking sound in his body, and his cultivation began to rise in an explosive form.

In the middle of the Yuan Infant, in the late Yuan Infant period, in the realm of the Great Perfection, after three breaths, the breath was suddenly closed, as if solidified, and as if brewing.

After three more breaths, a breath belonging to the Spirit Monk rose to the sky, and this breath even passed through the restriction of the prohibition and slowly spread.

Yue Xuan's complexion changed greatly, he could feel that the prohibition in Nangong Jiuyun's body had been completely broken, and it was even more under the implication of the qi machine, which made his mind slightly injured, and he couldn't break the prohibition, Yue Xuan's right hand slightly moved a small pot into his hand, and turned to look at this person, this Nangong Jiuyun is a smart monk, but he is willing to be made by him, these three hundred years are no different from slaves, at this time, it must have been the time for a showdown to uncover the disguise, Yue Xuan's face was extremely ugly.

While thinking about it, Yue Xuan couldn't help but move his gaze to Yue Rong, which contained the meaning of joining hands to tide over the difficulties.

Yue Rong's face was flat, ignoring Yue Xuan's gaze, and just looked at Nangong Jiuyun, whose aura was soaring.

"Brother Nangong, I'm afraid that three hundred years ago, you were already a spirit monk. Yue Xuan's right hand held the nameless pot tightly, his eyes were gloomy, and he slowly spoke.

Nangong Jiuyun smiled faintly when he heard this, and said, "Brother Yue, I want to thank you first." ”

Yue Xuan's face turned cold, and he said coldly: "What do you mean by this?"

Nangong Jiuyun laughed wildly when he heard this, and after half a sound, he looked at Yue Xuan again, and said lightly: "The old man's thousand-year-old sacrifice made this pot completely recognize me as the master, but then I found that this pot is usually powerful, but if you want to exert the strongest power, you can only devour a lot of vitality." ”

Yue Xuan's complexion changed greatly, and he exuded his spiritual sense to inspect the pot again but never found it, and his eyes couldn't help but show suspicion.

Nangong Jiuyun's eyes showed disdain, and he said: " There are three seals in this pot, when I got this pot, the old man spent more than 30 years to unlock the first seal, and after more than 100 years to unlock the second seal, after the second seal was unsealed, the old man sacrificed for nearly a thousand years, before he really got this pot, three hundred years ago, I sealed the first two seals again, and laid a game to lead you in, sure enough, you get this pot, three hundred years will just let you unlock the second seal, and can find the method of sacrificing vitality, but this third seal, you can not break it, the old man understands your personality, this treasure in hand you will never dedicate to others, even if you are the ancestor of the Yue family, it is impossible, with the means of your Yue family, It is much easier to sacrifice Shouyuan than other monks, which is why the old man made it for you, otherwise with the cultivation of the old man's agility period, why bother to succumb to your Yuanying monk, hum. ”

After that, Nangong Jiuyun continued to play the trick, the speed was extremely fast, and a slight sound came from the small pot, the body of the pot continued to tremble, and the surface of the body of the pot was red, as if it was burned through by flames, with a burning power, Yuexuan's complexion changed greatly, and he couldn't hold it and had to let go, watching the small pot slowly float up.

The spout of the pot was slammed back, and then spit outward, and a layer of ripples like fly ash spread out along the perimeter of the spout, Yue Xuan's heart trembled, and his mental connection with the small pot was forcibly cut off.

Nangong Jiuyun made a move with his right hand, and the small pot was extremely fast, and it flew into his hand in an arc.

Yue Xuan's face changed miserably, he knew the power of the small pot, Nangong Jiuyun had prepared for a thousand years, and he must have mastered many magical powers that he didn't know, this person had endured humiliation for three hundred years as a slave, and he wanted to plan a lot, Yue Xuan knew that this person would be repaid, and he would never let go of those who had humiliated him, maybe this was the place where he was buried.

"Although your Nangong family and my Yue family have a general relationship for generations, they have never had a bad relationship, since this pot originally belonged to you, you can take it back, but if you dare to kill me, after you go out, my ancestor will definitely crush the bones of the Nangong family and scatter ashes. ”

Yue Xuan was frightened and angry, there was still a trace of deep fear in the depths of his eyes, his soul restoration technique had not yet been cultivated to the point that he could really bring the dead back to life, it was just a special illusion, which looked no different from resurrection on the surface, this world was very strange, and it made him worry about dying here.

Yue Xuan's lust made Nangong Jiuyun's face covered with a mysterious smile, "When did I kill the people of the Yue family, it is clear that Yue Xuan and Yue Rong and his wife had a dispute, and they died together. ”

Yue Xuan and Yue Rong were stunned when they heard this, and then their faces became gloomy, although both of them were Yuan Infant Monks, but only Yue Xuan had reached the late Yuan Infant Stage, plus Yue Rong in the middle of Yuan Infant Stage, under the joint efforts of the two, I am afraid that they were not the opponents of the Spirit Monk, coupled with such a strong immortal treasure, the two glanced at each other and saw a trace of solemnity in each other's eyes.

Nangong Jiuyun smiled indifferently, picked up the nameless pot and looked at it for a moment, pointed with his left hand, and drew out a drop of soul blood from the heart of his eyebrows, and bounced into it from the mouth of the pot, an extremely bright fire light rose from the mouth of the pot, and a crisp sound of shattering was extremely clear, Nangong Jiuyun's face revealed a red tide, the seal he set three hundred years ago must be unsealed by his soul blood.

Yue Xuan's eyes showed jealousy, no wonder he couldn't break the third seal no matter what.

Nangong Jiuyun exuded his spiritual sense to probe in the nameless pot for a moment, and suddenly shook the sky and laughed wildly, his right hand was a little forward, and the small pot suddenly gave birth to an incomparably strong devouring force, and the aura dispersed was nearly ten times stronger than when it was in Yue Xuan's hands.