Qingling Punishing Heart

196 Layout of the world
The sky is full of red clouds, and everything is dyed.

A crow circled the sky and stayed there for a long time.

There is a long river flowing in the valley, and the setting sun reflects on the sparkling river water, rippling with blood-colored afterglow, which looks a little dazzling.

"Wait for us, don't go so fast!"

A call broke the silence.

Su Ji stopped, and a drop of sweat ran across his cheeks and landed on the snow-white Taoist robe.

Jiang Ling was out of breath, propped his hands on his knees, and stared at Daoist Lu Ya in front of him.Ever since they entered the gate of purgatory, Su Ji and the others were completely unable to perform their cultivation, basically no different from ordinary people.

Yang Ni turned his head and looked into the distance, it was clear that the four of them were walking together just now, but only three sets of footprints were left on the shallows of the river bank.

"You are too slow!"

Daoist Lu Ya was agitated, and he didn't intend to stop for a moment, and he was still flying like the wind and drifting away into the distance.

"I have an appointment with the Taoist guide, so I can't be late, let's go first!"

In the voice, Lu Ya Daojun's figure disappeared into the sunset in the sky.

The three of them took a break and continued to follow in the direction he left.

Unknowingly, the shoes under the three people's feet were soaked by the river water, but the road in front of them still had no end in sight.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the number of crows circling in the sky gradually became more and more dense.

"What's going on..." Jiang Ling raised his head and said in astonishment.

Before they could finish speaking, the crows above their heads seemed to notice something suddenly, and they let out low cries one after another, and flew straight to the three of them.

Jiang Ling was taken aback for a moment, and quickly waved his arms, desperately trying to drive away the oncoming crows.

The three of them suddenly felt that the sky and the earth were spinning, everything disappeared, and the surrounding giant skeletons, barren tombs and solitary mounds disappeared without a trace.

Quietly, the river receded quickly, replacing it with flat land and lush vegetation.

As the sun sets in the west, a new sun rises in the east, and the blood red in the sky fades, revealing a blue sky.The dream-like scenery changed quickly, just now it was a sea of ​​blood in the setting sun, but now it is clear sky and dense forest.

In a trance, the three of them were already in the green bushes.

Su Ji looked at the changes in front of him in disbelief.

Is this nightmare?Or another illusion?
It doesn't seem to be, everything is just so simple and magical.

The sound of insects in his ears was uneven, and Su Ji looked at the surrounding environment.The trees are dense and the grass is luxuriant. Su Ji has never seen such a variety of plants.The shrubs are unusually tall, and some of the dense leaves are like palms, and some are like gourds.The strange flowers, intoxicating fragrance, and colorful insects in different shapes really opened Su Ji's eyes.

"Where is this? The Gate of Purgatory? Or somewhere else?"

Jiang Ling murmured, walking forward without stopping.After walking a few steps, her eyes were attracted by a stone tablet.There are dark green vines all over the stone tablet, and three large characters are exposed in the middle: Chunqiu Garden.

Yang Ni saw that these three characters were written by Feng, and the strokes were vigorous and powerful, obviously carved by a master with a high level of cultivation.

"Chunqiuyuan, a good name." Su Ji praised: "This place is similar to the Qinglingshuijing, which changes alternately in the spring and autumn seasons."

The three walked through the dense forest and continued to move forward.Before he knew it, the dense forest had come to an end, and a ray of sunlight suddenly shot out, making him unable to open his eyes.

When he saw everything in front of him clearly, he couldn't help being surprised.

There is a towering giant tree five feet away in front of it. The dense leaves are constantly changing colors. Su Ji looked up to admire it with great interest, and saw the top of the tree straight out of the valley, with a faint feeling of admiring the sky.There is an ashlar chessboard under the shade of the tree, and black and white chess pieces can be vaguely seen on it, which seems to be an unfinished game of chess.

Su Ji rubbed his eyes, and found that there were two old fairy-like figures under the tree at some point.The two figures became more and more clear, Su Ji took a closer look, and one of them was Daoist Lu Ya!
Jiang Ling next to him looked blankly, feeling that the two old gods, who seemed to have been sitting there for a long time, had just appeared in front of him.

The three of them walked slowly and stood beside them silently, not wanting to disturb the two people beside the chessboard.

Lu Ya Daojun looked focused, his eyes fixed on the chessboard, motionless.

Su Ji was quite surprised, it was the first time he saw such a single-minded expression on the face of this mad Taoist.

At this time, the one who was playing chess with Daoist Lu Ya was an old man in purple robes, his skin was golden yellow, and his face shone brightly reflecting the sunlight.

Jiang Ling whispered: "I never thought that this crazy Taoist would know how to play chess?"

Yang Ni stared at the chessboard, lowered his voice and said: "Look at him crazy, I can't imagine that his chess moves are so fierce!"

Su Ji said disapprovingly: "There is a mystery hidden in that game of chess. I'm afraid it's not as simple as winning or losing. These two people didn't make a move at all, but the chess pieces were arranged by themselves. It's not so much that these two are playing chess, it's better to say that they Is it watching chess, or playing chess!"

After a cup of tea, Daoist Lu Ya saw a sunspot appearing on the chessboard, and suddenly laughed and said:
"Old yellow face! I'm sure I'll win this bet! I'm calling this move! How do you deal with it?"

After a long while, the Zipao old man saw a white piece appearing on the chessboard, and responded with a smile: "Look, once I make this move, this game of chess will continue. There is a combination of civil and martial arts. The outcome of this endgame is still unknown, how can we easily win?"

The three people watching chess next to them looked at each other, wondering why the old man in purple robes played chess, why did he mention Zhou Shijiangshan?
Lu Ya Daojun smiled slyly, and said disapprovingly: "Hey, your move is useless! Since King Li succeeded to the throne, your chess power has become weaker and weaker. The demise of the Zhou family is only a matter of time, and it is impossible to restore King Wu again. Prosperity."

Seeing that he couldn't convince the other party, the Zipao old man could only smile slightly and said calmly: "Then I'll wait and see, you know, there is only one Jiang Shang."

Daoist Lu Ya's expression became more and more complacent, "Whatever you say, anyway, you are doomed to lose this game where the fate of the Zhou family is the bet!"

As soon as the words came out, the three of them were shocked!Could it be that the situation of this game of chess will change with the fate of the Zhou family?Or has some kind of close connection with the world situation?
Daoist Lu Ya turned his head to look at the three people watching the chess, and complained: "Oh, you are finally here. If I hadn't sent a crow to see you off, I don't know how long I would have to wait!"

The eyes of the old man in purple robe swept over the three of them, and finally stayed on Su Ji for a moment, showing a trace of complicated emotions in his eyes.

Su Ji looked at the old Taoist in purple robe, and felt that his way was unpredictable, and it seemed that he was not under Taoist Lu Ya.

"Old yellow face! These three, plus me, are all the colleagues of Lu Yajiao!" After the introduction, Daoist Lu Ya pointed to the old man in purple robe and said to Su Ji: "Master, this yellow-faced old man is competing with me. People's guides and Taoists!"

Su Ji leaned over and saluted, "See senior."

The leading Taoist bowed back and said politely: "You and I are both the masters of the same sect, so there is no need to perform such a great gift."

Su Ji gave a wry smile, unexpectedly, the Taoist guide would actually take this drama-like sect seriously.

Daoist Lu Ya proudly said: "Old yellow face! Your Western Sect can lead people to the Paradise of Paradise to be happy and happy. My little leader is no worse than you. With him in the future, Lu Ya Sect can also save the world! Don't forget , Whoever loses by then will have to shave his head!"

"Of course I won't forget, but fellow Taoist Lu Ya, please don't forget the bet we made in this game of chess." As he said, he led the Taoist to look sideways at the unfinished game.

"That's for sure!"

After Daoist Lu Ya finished speaking, he led the Taoist priest into a golden light and flew towards the sky.

Su Ji watched the golden light disappear without a trace, then turned to ask Mr. Lu Ya: "I always forgot to ask, why do you want to compete with him to cross people?"

Daoist Lu Ya said angrily: "One day, we talked about my senior sister and senior brothers. They either repaired the sky and created people, or established a sect. They contributed a lot, and I was the only one who did nothing. Who knows that in the end, this old man Huang Lian actually persuaded me to join his Western religion! This is simply unreasonable!"

"So you are not convinced and want to establish the Lu Ya Sect?" Su Ji felt that this was too absurd, and couldn't laugh or cry: "But people want to cross people to the Paradise of Bliss, but you want to cross people to the Nether Purgatory, can this be the same?"

Daoist Lu Ya pretended to look around, leaned on Su Ji's ear, and whispered: "Actually, I have always suspected that when a person dies, he is dead. Maybe there is no Paradise or Nether Purgatory in this world, at least the ones I have lived in." For thousands of years, I have never seen it."

(End of this chapter)