Fu Canglu

Chapter 480
How did Zhong Er spend his life?

This is a question that has no answer.

The only person who knows the answer is dead.

The sarcophagus was covered with white flowers, and the raindrops splashed on the petals of the white flowers. Yuanli stuck to the roots of the flowers, and the petals fluttered. If there was no attachment of Yuanli, they would have been scattered all over the sky by the heavy rain and strong wind.

Everyone in the world knows that there is a huge chess scale in the South China Sea.

The Dongfu of the current chess master is located in front of this huge chess scale, and the Nanhai Mountain Gate is located in the most abundant area of ​​fairy fate, and a large number of amazing geniuses have been born.

Ye Shisan, the Southern Sage, Xiaotao, the evil master of chess, Wu Jinhan, the peacock, and Nan'an, the swordsman.

The owner of this huge chess scale, Wei Qi, does not have many disciples, but they are definitely the most outstanding group of young people in the Central Plains.

Wei Qi knew that Ye Shisan would definitely be at the forefront of the great world, and with his perfect physique, he didn't need to follow the great way to suppress countless geniuses in the world.

Wei Qi also knew that Tao Wuyou could stand at the pinnacle of the chess game, read the mind and the sky, even if he didn't have extraordinary wisdom, he could still maneuver in the nineteen ways.

Because of talent.

They have talents that are too enviable for ordinary people.

They entered the South China Sea and got the training that everyone coveted. The more reason is that their talents are so good, no matter where they are placed, they will quickly rise to the top.

But Zhong Er is different.

Zhong Er is just an ordinary person.

He has no astrology, no special physique, no extraordinary opportunities.

He has nothing.

Only a dying body.

If a flower wants to bloom in the mud, how many times it has to be stepped on, how many times it has to be destroyed by torrential rains, before it can be put to death and reborn?
The white flowers on the sarcophagus swayed gently.

Yuan Qi shielded them from the strong wind and heavy rain, allowing them to take root on the sarcophagus safely.

Knot vine.

The rhizomes of the white flowers slowly began to spread, crisscrossing and criss-crossing, like a creeper, tiny and trivial began to cover the coffin.

This sarcophagus, when the white flowers spread, slowly exudes an ancient atmosphere.

No one would have thought that the person lying in the coffin was actually a young man.

The men from the Zhong family can't remember the last time they saw Zhong Er.

At that time, the Lafayette of the Zhong family was still there.

Now Lafayette is gone, and Zhong Er is gone too.

No one above, no one below.

It was empty, a Zhong family, and his only daughter also ran away from home and fled to Lanling City in Qiliang.

Ironic.

Zhong Yusheng smiled, but he never regretted the choice he made to replace the Zhong family, but it was inevitable that he would be a little bored at this point.

He looked at the Chess Master.

There was some guilt in the old master's eyes.

When the Zhong family sent Zhong Er to Nanhai, it was at the request of the second master himself.

When Zhong Er came to the South China Sea, he was already dying.

He brought up the idea of ​​going to Liuxian Monument to try his luck, Master Chess Master let this young man who was not far from death enter the immortal monument for the sake of the Lafayette of the Zhong family.

There is no Zhong Er's name on the stele.

But Zhong Er really went in just like that.

And got the string control technique left by Hou Qing in the immortal tablet.

Start to stand out.

Master Chess Master personally made a body for him, used the great formation in the South China Sea to gather his soul for him, and put his real body in the ghost gate space of the immortal tablet to keep his soul.

Neither Ye Shisan nor Tao Wuyou from the South China Sea had risen yet.

Zhong Er has already begun to prove himself to the world.

The celestial phase and the Tao fetus are all foreign objects.

He neither practices nor fights.

He just wanted to prove himself to the world.

Don't be damned.

Alive.

live.

And he survived.

The sarcophagus is placed on the top of Zhongwei Peak, which has a sense of abruptness.

As Zhong Er's "family", the man from Zhong's family gave him the last little white flower.

The white flowers all over the sarcophagus rattled and shook.

The boy in the sarcophagus quietly closed his eyes.

The Master Chess Master stood beside the huge chess scale, closed his eyes, supported the chess scale with one hand, and exerted a little strength.

The huge chessboard, standing beside the cliff on the top of the mountain, began to pour a little bit, and then it became bigger and bigger.

The bottom of the chess scale began to be unstable, and the soil burst open.

When Wei Qi let go of his hand.

The iconic chessboard in the South China Sea has fallen to Zhongwei Peak.

It's a funeral.

The huge chess pieces rolled down like stars, some went down the cliff with the chessboard, and some smashed on the top of the mountain, shaking back and forth twice, splashing out several puddles of mud, and finally the dust settled.

There was a black chess piece that fell to the ground extremely smoothly, and instead of settling down, it rolled all the way to the side of the sarcophagus.

This black chess piece fell to the ground and rolled all the way to the side of the sarcophagus.

Then he just leaned against the sarcophagus.

Master Chess Master frowned.

He thought that when Zhong Er walked out of the Liuxian Monument, he helped Zhong Er make his first body, and officially accepted him as his disciple.

At that time, there were only 88 Confucian scholars before the Spring and Autumn Period living in the "Shuiyue Cave" at the bottom of Zangjian Mountain in the South China Sea.

Chess Master took Zhong Er to pick up the No.80 nine old Confucian scholars in person, and settled them in the cave at the foot of Tibetan Sword Mountain.

For every great Confucian from before the Spring and Autumn Period, a chess piece will be added to the chess scale.

Black and white black and white.

After the alternation, No.80 has nine chess pieces.

Kuroko.

Wei Qi handed the huge sunspot to Zhong Er.

Let Zhong Er be placed on the chess scale.

The second master of the Zhong family spent a long time putting this chess piece on the highest place on the chess scale.

Wei Qi saw this chess piece.

"Do you want to practice?"

Zhong Er shook his head.

"You want power?"

Zhong Er shook his head again.

Master Chess Master only thinks that his newly recruited disciple's temperament is not good.

He took great pains to place the chess pieces at the highest position on the chessboard.

If you want to surpass this world, besides cultivation, you also have power, what else do you want?
To become a great cultivator, to open mountains and rivers with one sword, and to break the heavy snow with one knife, countless people want to step into the rivers and lakes, but they just hope that one day they can stand at the highest point and step through all the tides of this rivers and lakes.

Becoming the lord of a country, with millions of cavalry under his command, thousands of miles of land, and the land of kings in the world, even if he has cultivated to this level, he still has an attitude of not violating the waters of the two kings of Qi, Liang and Northern Wei.An Yushou, the blind Lin of Qi Liang, and the sword master of the Northern Wei Dynasty, sacrificed himself under the imperial power and lived in the north and south of the Qijiang River, faintly intimidating the great practitioners in the entire Central Plains.

People in the world want to ascend to a high position, besides these two, are there other options?

Zhong Er looked at the highest sunspot on the chessboard.

He said softly: "Master, the chessboard in this world is very difficult to climb."

"I climb very slowly. If I want to climb high, I have to live a long time."

When the young man spoke, his tone was very slow, without the slightest affectation, and he spoke his thoughts gently and slowly.

"I want to live forever"

"I don't want to die tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow."

Master Chess Master remembered when he started to admire this disciple.

It was when he said those words.

"I want to climb higher and slower."

"Then at the highest place, you can clearly see all the mountains, all the water, and everyone here."

"I stand on the highest place, and I can tell the world"

"I've been here before."

The black chess piece cracked a crack.

It seems that there is something that has been hidden for a long, long time, and then it cannot withstand the impact of the fall. After the surface of the chess piece is cracked, it is finally about to bloom and appear.

His Highness narrowed his eyes.

In order to show respect for Zhong Er, he has never used Zhu Lianxiang.

Inside the black chess piece, some slight soul power poured out from the cracks, like sandalwood, floating faintly.

A familiar young voice burst out from the crack of the chess piece.

"This chess piece is cracked."

The sound of the second bell.

Some slight emotion.

"Sure enough, I'm still dead."

The heavy rain continued unabated, and the black chess piece leaning against the coffin cracked and soaked in some rain, so the voice was indistinct.

"But it doesn't matter, everyone is going to die."

The young man murmured to himself, "I've been thinking about how my life will be spent."

When he said this, Zhong Er was just an immature boy who had just entered the South China Sea.

He left these words and hid them in the chess pieces.

When this chess piece falls from the highest point.

will bloom.

The young man made a snort at first, as if he was grinning.

"I guess there should be a lot of people on Zhongwei Peak now to attend my funeral."

"There will be my brothers in the martial arts school here."

"There will be friends who have met several times in Jianghu, and there will be people who hate me so much."

"The head of the Zhong family will definitely be there, but it's definitely not Lafayette."

After saying these words, the remaining soul of Zhong Er, the black chess piece, paused slightly.

Everyone looked at each other.

"You will all attend my funeral, and then everyone will imitate Master and learn the mourning ceremony in Nanhai, and send me a small white flower to express condolences."

"My sarcophagus will be filled with white flowers, and it will look bleak."

"All of you will think that a genius like me should not die, but should live on, whether it is a friend or an enemy, but because I am dead, you will have such thoughts."

The boy smiled and said, "Because I will live a more dazzling life than anyone else."

"Don't worry, I will live a good life in these years."

He said slightly desolately: "If I really died early, no one came to see me, and there were no white flowers on the sarcophagus, then it's okay to pretend that I didn't say anything."

There was a long pause.

It seems that Zhong Er's words have been finished.

Everyone remained in a state of slight astonishment.

He finished?

The voice suddenly sneered again: "It's a pity that it doesn't seem to be the case now, you are still waiting for me to say the follow-up words."

"very good."

"This is good."

"It's really good."

"You're waiting for my last words, aren't you?"

In a quiet.

"My last words are only one sentence: sweep the white flowers off my coffin! Don't leave a single one!"

Zhong Er said viciously: "I, Zhong Er, lived before, but now I am dead."

"This is my life, I don't need a flower to pay homage to, and I don't need this false mourning."

"I do not need."

"unnecessary!"

In the long laughter, the white flowers of the sarcophagus sprouted vines and began to cut cracks.

The heavy rain dances with the white flowers.

One person laughed.

Then sleep forever.

(End of this chapter)