Fu Canglu

Chapter 75

After Jiang Qingyi.

Yi Xiao said softly, "I also saw hell."

Young master Xiao Tao slowly opened her eyes, her body in the wheelchair was a little stiff, her smiling face was a little forced, her pretty face was a little pale, her big eyes looked at Yi Xiao, her voice was a little low.

"I saw hell too."

The house was silent.

Then the four major chess masters woke up from the murals one after another.

The chess master Qiu Jiwen, who originally intended to win the wine leader, let out a dull cough, turned and left the pagoda without saying a word.

Yuan Daobing looked at the figure of his old friend who had left for many years, and sighed in a low voice, "If you don't see bliss and hell, you deserve to live without regrets."

"I hope I don't see bliss and hell." Senior Shen Zhixian's body was slightly stiff, and he said, "How to live without regrets?"

"My lord, the sword master, let us down."

Senior Bai Qi was a little unsteady, but with Tang Muran's support, he stabilized his steps.

"Chess has been nourishing the soul for sixteen years." Bai Qi smiled, "Today I can help Lord Sword Master, and I will live up to the old man's soul nourishment so far."

Yi Xiao turned around the lotus plant and looked at it.

The spirit power on the body of the four great chess masters was empty, it turned out to be nothing left.

In the space of Jianzhong.

The endless void is suppressed, and the space turbulence is extremely frenzied.

A pitch-black mountain shadow was suppressed in the void, and he couldn't look directly at it, even the light was swallowed up by the mountain peak.

The sword master is floating in the void, his sleeves are fluttering, his eyebrows are white and his hair is white.

Countless figures surrounded the mountain shadow, densely stacked to form a ring.

Each figure has white beard and white hair, with half compassionate and half smiling faces.

A total of fourteen hundred phantoms of the Lord Sword Master stood with hands behind their backs, eyes extremely indifferent, squinting and staring at the hole suppressed by the pitch-black mountain shadow.

It was a cave entrance that was more terrifying than the dark mountain shadow, and the mountain shadow confronted and attracted each other, and even the blackness with that mountain shadow sucked away three points.

There were endless howling sounds from the entrance of the cave, and there was a lot of resentment that could not be suppressed.

Substantial resentment constantly flew out of the hole, and was immediately suppressed and absorbed into the body by the phantom of Lord Sword Master.

Every time he absorbs a bit of resentment, the joyful face of Lord Sword Master will become more bewitching.

The sword master's true self is directly above the mountain shadow, with an ordinary face, neither mercy nor strange smile.

Suddenly a second figure appeared, wearing a big black robe and directly tearing apart the space and walking out.

Su Dadansheng's voice was a little hoarse: "The Ksitigarbha Resurrection Pill you want."

Lord Sword Master hummed lightly, his eyes were a little sad, and he muttered to himself while looking at the pitch-black Zhenmo Mountain below which was being gradually sucked away.

"That Ksitigarbha Tower has not been seen for 100 years. If it weren't for the four great chess masters desperately suppressing their soul power, they refused to break through the eighth realm for 16 years, and used all their soul power to open the second floor, would it be possible? Is there a chance to meet you today?"

Dansheng Su looked down coldly.

At the bottom of Zhenmo Mountain, in the black hole, a small section of the spire slowly emerged.

The eighteen-pointed talisman is almost completely weathered, and its Buddha nature has been swallowed up. On the contrary, it has a sub-demonic nature. A relic is inlaid on the top of the tower in the black hole, and it has almost lost its light.

Suddenly a strong soul power slowly bloomed from the relic, and the four soul powers that reached the eighth level filled the relic, and a clear stream flowed through the relic.

All of a sudden, the relic burst into light, and eighteen Ksitigarbha talismans fluttered up.

General resurgence.

After the reincarnation of the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, the Ksitigarbha Talisman is no longer corroded, but the golden Buddhist text flows on the body surface.

The golden Buddhist text ignited, and the momentum of the black hole swallowing stopped.

The opening time of the ghost gate was forcibly delayed.

This is in exchange for the soul power that the four great chess masters have accumulated for 16 years.

"Is it worth paying so much?" Alchemy Su said after a moment of silence.

"It's not about anything, whether it's worth it or not." Lord Sword Master watched as the light of the relic grew brighter and brighter.

The figure of Bailian Mopao Mountain Lord floated like ink, looking at the relic, his eyes were full of admiration.

More and more figures tear through the space and come.

It's hard to imagine that none of the remaining masters from the previous life was absent.

The old man Qi Liangan who invited Mingyue out of Guanshan with both hands.

The half-blind old Pifflin who bent his bow and shot the gods with one arrow.

100 years ago, it was hailed as the two saints of Xiliang, but now it is hidden in Guanshan, the stupid sword and blunt knife.

The majestic figure that came mixed with the wind and snow from the north.

An old man sitting cross-legged on a huge animal chariot in the Xixia Chess Palace.

And Governor Feng Ting shrouded in black robes.

There is also that Master Chess Master who lives quietly and alone all year round on Zhongwei Peak in the South China Sea.

There are all kinds of 11 people.

They are all masters standing at the top of the world.

The sky is falling, and the tall man will carry it.

The ghost gate couldn't suppress it, so naturally they took their lives to fill it.

Eleven figures standing on top of the world stand with their hands behind their backs.

Look at that relic shining brightly.

"Yuan Daobing, Qiu Jiwen, Shen Zhixian, Bai Qi." Lord Sword Master silently recited these four names.

"I've asked many people if they are willing to contribute." The Lord Sword Master smiled and said, "But when the sky falls, tall people always carry it. They are not masters, so naturally they don't need to bear it. But there are always people Will stand up, like the four of them."

Guanshan Daogui, who carried an ordinary blunt sword on his back, said in a deep and deep voice: "The way of chess in the Central Plains is upright and straight."

"There are many chess masters in the Central Plains, but these four are the only ones who can be said to have a clear chess mind." Alchemy Su sighed softly, "It's not that the Central Plains chess masters are upright and straight, but these four people's chess masters are upright and straight."

"If there is no such soul power, the sky will really collapse." Lin Banxia was a little emotional, and said with a smile: "I won't have a day to gather together."

Central Plains Chess Road.The Four Great Chess Masters.

Yuan Daobing, Qiu Jiwen, Shen Zhixian, Bai Qi.

"The names of these four people." Sitting on the beast chariot, the old master of the chess palace said with a vicissitudes of life: "I remember the names of the chess palace."

"I am willing to store my soul for 16 years and make a wedding dress for Ksitigarbha Pagoda disciples." The owner of Bailian Mopao laughed loudly, "Mulian City admires it!"

The Lord of Yincheng flicked his sleeve, and a wine jar came out of thin air.

"The strongest wine in the North is not strong musk, but reincarnation."

The reincarnation wine is the fine juice and jade liquid that the city lord of the northern land snatched from the fairy tower in the sky.

His voice was deep and magnetic.

"A glass of wine will last the rest of your life, and the drinker will fall into reincarnation."

Reincarnation wine, the last jar in the world.

"Can you have a drink?" He scanned around slowly.

The wine jar was cracked, and the spirit of the eleven wines dispersed, entering into the eleven wine dendrobium respectively.

"It's worthy of a piece of wine from the Qigong Palace." The old master of the Qigong Palace held up the Dendrobium and drank it, stopped drinking half of the Dendrobium, and poured the remaining half of the Dendrobium.

"Worthy of the world's alchemy sage Yihu wine." Su Dadan sage raised his glass.

"The Lord of the Demon Sect has a cup of wine." Mu Liancheng smiled boldly.

Ten streaks of alcohol fluttered down in the air.

The ten masters drank half of the wine and poured out the remaining half.

Eleven dendrobium wine.

Eleven dendrobium reincarnation.

Ten dendrobiums are exhausted.

Respect the way of chess in the Central Plains, respect the four great chess masters.

The sword master is holding a bronze wine dendrobium with a smile on his face.

"After today, I will wait for someone to die in battle and someone to live for the rest of their lives."

He slowly lifted the wine bar.

A glass of wine will last the rest of your life, and the drinker will fall into reincarnation.

I would like to spend the rest of my life and fall into reincarnation.

All in one drink.

(End of this chapter)