Fu Canglu

Chapter 591

The young man in the ancient robe just stood up for a moment, and his body made of sky light burst out with a slight cracking sound, especially the knees, which were as fragile as porcelain, and the crackling sound was loud, and he had to fall back to the chair again. , the young man's face was gloomy, but he still had a smile on his face. He cleared his throat and said loudly: "The king once told me: 'In spring, summer, autumn and winter, leaves can grow green. Birth, old age, sickness and death, people don't live forever.'"

He squeezed the back of the chair subconsciously with both hands, and suddenly lowered his voice and said softly: "But there are always exceptions in this world. The gate of heaven is covered by the coffin here, and this gate is where the exception is. Leaves can grow green, and people can live forever."

The young man in the ancient robe narrowed his eyes, glanced at the coffin behind him from the corner of his eye, and said with a smile: "No matter how many years have passed in the world, you should know that my king is invincible here, and this coffin contains the lifelong treasure of my king." The secret, if you want to get it, you have to break through my 'ink plate of life and death'."

The voice of the young man in ancient robes was light, and he said faintly: "I am not good at playing, and I have left a ray of soul power on this exquisite chessboard. If the mastery of chess is not as good as mine, I will not be able to break through the chessboard and enter the gate of heaven. If you don’t have good fortune, you will understand when the time comes. The longevity that countless people are thinking about is the greatest torture in this world.”

He paused, his eyes flickered non-stop, and said softly: "If you want to break the chess game with brute force, you must have reached the realm of my king, and you don't need to rely on ghost tricks to beat around the bush and come in openly." .”

After the young man in the ancient robe finished speaking, a strong wind blew past the Tianmen, green grass passed through like sword energy, the storm dispersed abruptly, and after a loud bang, everything went out and returned to calm.

The young man in the wheelchair had a few green grass clippings on his body. He slowly pushed the wheelchair and came to Yi Xiao.

The young man in ancient robes looked straight into His Highness's eyes and murmured, "Why do I see something familiar in your eyes?"

Yi Xiao pursed her lips.

Your Highness knows that what the young man in ancient robes in front of him left behind is only a ray of soul power, with a weak sense of autonomy, but after all, he has no complete memory, except that it was engraved in the depths of this ray of soul power back then. What the author said, the rest is all instinct.

"Young man, answer me a question." The young man in ancient robe stared at Yi Xiao, and said softly, "Is my king finally coming back?"

Yi Xiao didn't nod or shake his head, he looked at the young man in ancient robes, took a deep breath, abandoned all distracting thoughts, and lightly touched the chessboard with one finger.

fall.

The remnant soul didn't have too much consciousness. Seeing that Yi Xiao had already started to fall, he gave a low laugh, swept his fingertips out of the robe, and pressed lightly on the void.

Pairs are like flying.

The little Highness's forehead was a little sweaty, and his face was extremely dignified. Looking at the young soul whose fingers were flying and the simple and elegant ancient robe fluttering with it, he seemed to see the shadow of the familiar old man.

Young master Xiaotao.

Also in a wheelchair.

The same cannot stand up.

In addition to the similarity in form and habits, in terms of the ability to control the chess game, it makes people feel strong and breathless. All thoughts, all foreshadowing, and all layouts are all understood by him, and there is no chance of "falling short". It started falling apart.

Half an hour later, His Royal Highness spit out the depression in his chest. Zhu Lianxiang desperately tried to solve the killing method that could break the situation, but found that everything was in vain. Facing this terrifying enemy, he was pulled step by step and finally stepped into an irreversible abyss.

Yi Xiao looked at the young man in ancient robes who was sitting quietly in a wheelchair, the sky was shining on him, the delicate face in the plain robes was still childish, but it looked like a monster, at the end of the ceremony, he smoothed his temples and messed up his hair , took the time to spare his mind, and watched Yi Xiao flustered with a smile on his face, until finally he was slaughtered by the dragon and lost everything.

His Highness's thoughts were extremely chaotic. His fingers tremblingly left the chessboard and leaned on the stone wall. One hand was already silently resting on his bun, and he wanted to pull out the bun in his mind. The young man in ancient robes had the urge to hold out a sword.

"I advise you to give up this idea."

The young man in the ancient robe said softly: "Your sword is very powerful, but it is meaningless if you can't break the chessboard. You have to know that you are not the first to come here after so many years. Although I don't know if it will be The last one, but those who do this will not end well.”

Yi Xiao's complexion was a little pale. After thinking about it, she finally let go of the hand that was already holding the hairpin, and her sleeves drooped, inevitably looking a little weak.

"You should have noticed that every plant, tree, flower, and tree here is immortal."

The young man in ancient robes was sitting in a wheelchair, raised his arms and clasped his five fingers together, and the breeze brought grass clippings into his palm.

"Live forever, everyone is looking forward to such a good thing."

He paused.

"But in fact, this is a very scary thing."

The young man in ancient robes spread out his palms, the green grass clippings seemed to be dripping water, he picked up the grass clippings with two fingers, gently rubbed the pads of his fingers, and rubbed the grass clippings to ashes.

"One year, ten years, 100 years, your body will not decay, even if you are crushed, you will be reborn, your blood will flow backwards, your bones will reorganize, but what about your mind?"

He lightly pointed to his head, turned his head and asked: "When your soul sea is scattered, it will really be scattered. Your memory will become more and more, and the soul sea will not be able to store it. So you slowly, You will start to forget, the longer you live, the more boring you are, the more and more memories you have in your soul sea. In the end, you remember yourself ten years ago, but you forgot how you were 100 years ago. Forget who you are, leaving an empty shell of instinct."

Having said that, the young man in the ancient robe still had a smile on his face.

And His Highness's complexion was extremely ugly.

"This is the so-called 'Longevity', isn't it different from what you think?"

Yi Xiao's lips were a little dry, and he stared closely at the young man in ancient robes.

"If you think you can break the game, put your finger on the chessboard. If you beat me, you will be able to approach the gate of heaven."

The young man in ancient robes smiled sincerely, and said, "The time here is infinite, but the most precious thing is time."

After the young man in the ancient robe finished speaking, there was another rumbling sound from the top of the cemetery. The frenzied air current was chased by the sword energy of the hairpin, and finally crushed into the white Liangmu hair bun.

This time, the "Dragon King Crossing the River" did not come to Yi Xiao's stone wall entrance, but rushed to another place frantically, beating head and tail on the void chessboard, bursting into a tragic howl, blood flowing Splashing, dyed the hole red.

Yi Xiao saw Gu Shengcheng's side, and the ancestor of the Mu family also came out with a sword, smashing through the stone wall like a lunatic, and handed out a sword towards the empty chessboard, the sword energy splashed
Soon it was quiet again.

The young man in ancient robes looked calm, as if he was used to this scene. Over the years, this kind of reincarnation has happened every day, countless suicides, and then rebirth again.

He said calmly: "The soul seas of these two 'things' have collapsed."

"Every ray of soul power dissipates, it dissipates."

"So every sword you hand out."

"Every piece you drop."

"It's going to drain your energy."

"That beast, if it really turns into a dragon and can play chess, maybe there is still a chance, but it's a pity that the luck is ruined, and the intelligence is not open, so it's impossible."

"As for that sword cultivator, he has an aura that I am familiar with. At the beginning, he tried to break the situation, tried to ask for mercy, and said trivial things to me. In the end, he found that these were useless, so Extremely angry, he cursed loudly, picked up the sword, and handed out the first sword to the chessboard. After that, there will be no more."

When the young man in ancient robe said these words, his tone was extremely calm, without sarcasm or indifference, just repeating a fact in a tone that should be taken for granted.

After that, there is no after.

That sword cultivator, Mu Guizi, the ancestor of the Mu family, went crazy.

Yi Xiao suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"In this tomb, it's actually very boring."

The young man in the ancient robe sighed softly, and said: "If you feel that you can't break the game, you can chat with me for a while. Everyone has gained longevity. Don't wait until the wisdom is annihilated. At that time, you will smash the chessboard like crazy. My ears are not clean, and I am tortured."

"But the two of you are different from that sword repairman."

The young man in ancient robe rubbed his chin, and said softly: "Your chess attainments are very strong, your talents are very high, maybe in another 1000 years, you will be able to beat me."

The blood in Yi Xiao's lips had dried up a bit, she raised her head, raised her voice, and asked hoarsely in disbelief: "How many years?"

The young man in the ancient robe blinked, and understood Yi Xiao's meaning in an instant, and said, "If you enter here, just treat yourself as a dead person. If you get longevity, the time outside has nothing to do with you. Even if you break the chess game, you won't be able to get out. This tomb. So feel at ease, cultivate your soul power well, use one wisp less, and the soul sea collapses, so it’s better to die.”

Speaking of this, he said with some regret: "That sword cultivator, the soul fire was extinguished in 300 years, but as a master practitioner, the time for the soul sea to collapse for more than 1000 years is about the same as your talent. He is much stronger, if I have to give you a piece of advice, save it and hope that your soul sea can last for [-] years?"

Yi Xiao remembers that in the 16th year of the Spring and Autumn Period, Mu Guizi fell from the Qi River and did not know his life or death.

It is now Spring and Autumn 20 years.

The young man in ancient robe looked at Yi Xiao and said with a chuckle, "You seem to be a practitioner of celestial physiognomy? Then you should know how to read minds?"

Yi Xiao looked at the handsome young man in plain clothes in the wheelchair.

The young man smiled and leaned closer to his head, across the empty chessboard, he waved away all the chess pieces.

He asked softly, "Then I don't know if you've heard of me."

"Three thousand victories in chess?"

(End of this chapter)