Lanke Chess Edge

After the child took back the book of paper from Ji Yuan's hand, it didn't take long for the lightning in the sky to become more frequent, and the thunder became louder and louder.

The sky soon became dark, but it was only thunder and no rain. Ji Yuan was in this small restaurant, and together with three scholars, he helped the restaurant shopkeeper, father and son, and a shop assistant to clean up the chaotic hall in the restaurant. Women's plans.

In all parts of the city, the yamen people rarely post the portraits and announcements of the thieves very efficiently. In addition to those posted by Jiyuan, the yamen painters copied more and posted them in a wider range. , and some local martial arts people mobilized to investigate the "martial scum".

"Crack... rumbling..."

The lightning seemed to hit someone's roof or yard directly, causing a faint scream in Ji Yuan's ears in the distance. Ji Yuan, who was drinking tea in the small restaurant after cleaning up, also stood up after hearing the sound. .

"Boom..."

Ji Yuan looked outside the small restaurant, and the lightning in the sky turned into bright trails and fell into the city.

At the same time, in a courtyard in the southeast corner of the city, a plainly dressed old man was hit by a falling thunder and fell directly to the ground.

"Ah... Daddy!" "Old man!"

"Dad, how are you?"

The family members on the side gathered in panic, but they saw that another thunderbolt was falling, hitting the old man who was about to stand up, slashing his whole body to black.

The old man neither screamed nor exclaimed in the whole process, but just looked up at the dense dark clouds in the sky and the flashing lightning.

"How could it be? Why did you hack me? You shouldn't be able to fight thunder in this fate?"

In the old man's astonishment, Yan reflected more lightning, and he got up almost at the same moment and ran wild.

"Crack.... Boom..." "Crack.... Boom..." "Crack.... Boom..."...

The speed of the old man was extremely fast, and he went through the house and climbed the wall in one go. One after another, the falling thunder almost chased the old man to split, some hit him directly, and some were blocked by the eaves, trees and other objects, but they would also split the roof very soon. The tree is split.

'Why is Jiyuan able to fight thunder? Why? ’

Seeing this thunderbolt almost followed him and slashed, and the real demon who changed into an old man had almost assumed that it was Yulei cast by fate, this situation made it very difficult for him to accept, why should he only try his best to change his appearance and still can't. Do whatever you want, but Ji Yuan has been able to call Tianwei, and because of the limitations here, this seemingly ordinary thunder has also caused a lot of pain to the real devil.

In the current state, even if it is a true demon, even if the thunder in the sky seems to be relatively common, it still makes him very painful and can't bear too much.

In this case, I couldn't stay in the city at all, I decided that the city should not stay for a long time, and the real devil did not dare to stay too much. He rushed out of the city with the pain of being hacked several times on the way, left here temporarily, and then came back with another plan. .

Wanted notices for the poisonous woman "Zhen Mo" are posted all over the city. As the hottest topic, there will be people in the neighborhood discussing the matter of that snake and scorpion heart, which makes the real devil even more uneasy, but he can't figure out the fate. What the **** are you doing.

But as the saying goes, it is the best policy. As long as you can avoid the danger of being controlled by fate, the real devil has the patience to spend in this world, but fate is not necessarily, even if it is just deep in the heart of Monk Moyun, time is very important to the outside world. In terms of flow rate is extremely fast, but it is also time-consuming.

The defense in the city is useless to the true devil. He did not go through the city gate, but directly over the city wall, rushing towards the distance outside the city, crossing the river, through the forest, through the village, into the mountain, over the mountain...

A day later, the old man transformed by a real demon stood on a ridge somewhere on a mountain and stared into the distance. The distance outside the mountain was only a gray area, and there were some distant scenery vaguely, but it seemed to be far away. Unreachable, full of unreality.

"Boom..."

The thunder above his head awakened the true demon. He looked up and saw that the dark clouds had extended to here, and the thunder light was crisscrossing the clouds.

At the same time, there were also various whispers and scolding sounds in the ears of the real devil, and what he couldn't bear was a strange sound of chanting scriptures, as if there were many monks, big and small, chanting around him. Various scriptures.

"To be born knowing that goodness is a blessing, goodness is the Great Ming King Buddha..."

"Those who like and dislike should suffer from three disasters and nine calamities. Good is the Great Ming King Buddha..."

"The devil should be punished for disturbing people's hearts, and the devil's calamity should be eliminated in the world. It's great, King Buddha!"

"I don't go to hell, who goes to hell..." "I don't go to hell, who goes to hell..."

"Excellent Daming King Buddha..."

"Boom..." "Boom..."

One after another, the falling thunder struck again, hitting the real demon, causing him to suffer endlessly, but compared to the physical pain, the irritability caused by the sound made the real demon even more unbearable, and even bursts of waves began to permeate him. Black Qi, I don't know if it was struck by lightning or something else.

"Ah... stop reading, stop reading, dead bald donkey, stop reading, ah-"

The real devil knelt on the top of the mountain with his head in his arms, and thunder fell one after another in the sky, as if it was no longer electric light, but bursts of chanting sounds penetrated into his mind, and the scenery in front and behind began to tear and distort.

In the distant city, Ji Yuan looked up at the sky in the direction of the real devil at the door of the restaurant, then turned to look at the children lying on the counter in the hall reading a book.

"Mo Yun, Ji must say goodbye first."

"Sir is leaving? But your knives haven't been delivered yet."

The child's name was not Mo Yun, but Mr. Ji Da kept calling him, and he didn't feel too repelled when he heard it.

Hearing that the other party was still thinking about the compensation for the damage to the restaurant's facilities, Ji Yuan smiled embarrassedly.

"If there is something wrong with Ji, I will ask you to **** this knife on your behalf."

"Oh…"

After Ji Yuan finished speaking, he nodded, stepped out of the restaurant and walked towards the far side of the street. In the roar of thunder in the sky, there were bursts of small tears around him. He looked back and saw the increasingly dark restaurant. There are bursts of golden Buddha light in the air.

The world has disappeared, and Ji Yuan has returned to the darkness again, but this time he is not alone. A vague but shaky figure entwined with demonic energy is not far from the opposite side of Ji Yuan, in his At the waist, there are really small swords that are meant to sever the devil's energy all the time.

"Ho...ho...ho..."

The real golem seems to have suffered some kind of trauma and appears to be in a very bad state.

"Jiyuan, what law did you cast?"

Ji Yuan looked at this true demon with great interest. At first, he didn't know why the other party had suffered a blow beyond his expectations, but he immediately figured out what it was.

"Buddhism pays attention to subduing demons, subduing both external demons and inner demons. You have just been traumatized by Moyun's way of subduing demons in his heart."

Although it was Ji Yuan who helped, what he said was also true.

True Demon's face was very blurry at this moment, as if his body was constantly distorting slightly. Hearing Ji Yuan's words, he suddenly raised his head, and his eyes were purple-red.

"Not you? That little bald donkey? I killed him!"

True Demon knew that the situation was terrible at the moment, so he didn't care that Mo Yun, the container, helped him block the shackles of the Immortal Binding Rope. Anyway, the situation was so bad, so just kill Mo Yun to vent his anger.

"Hehehe...it's too late..."

A hoarse and low laughter followed by a strange voice sounded behind the real demon. The latter turned slightly to look behind him, and in the vast darkness, a monster as huge as a mountain stood behind him. His eyes were staring at him with cold light.

"what?"

The real demon almost subconsciously escaped in this spaceless mind gap, but at the same time, Ji Yuan waved his hand, and the sword intent on the real demon continued to vibrate and converge, turning into a sword shadow in the shape of an ivy sword. With a sword light, the body of the real demon is split.

"puff…"

A large amount of demonic energy was torn apart by the sword intent, constantly spilling out of the real demon's body. At the moment when the real demon couldn't cry out in pain, the giant beast behind him who couldn't even see its appearance in the dark stretched out its neck and opened its horror like an abyss. 's huge mouth.

"Roar…"

Because he was injured in the depths of Moyun's heart, coupled with Ji Yuan's sword that was strangled from the body of the real demon at this moment, the real demon who was severely injured at this moment had no time to recover by the method of the demon body, and was killed by the giant mouth of Xiezhi. swallow.

"boom…"

Xiezhi's huge mouth closed, making a dull sound, followed by a "squeaky" sound, more like the sound of grinding teeth between the sharp teeth in the mouth, and the twisted magic energy was constantly leaking out from the gap between the lips and teeth. , but often Xiezhi **** hard, and it will be sucked into the mouth again.

"Is this solved?"

Ji Yuan asked curiously, Xie Zhi rarely rolled his eyes.

"How is that possible? It's a real devil anyway, and I have to chew on it for a long time. Unfortunately, there are so many incarnations of real devils, and I don't know if I can eat it this time to destroy it."

Ji Yuan grinned and looked at Xie Zhi.

"Does that make up for it?"

"Hey hey hey... make up!"

…

It didn't take long for Ji Yuan, who was standing beside the old monk Moyun, to open his eyes, but after just a moment's delay, the monk Moyun also woke up, only to find that he was caught by a golden rope. Five flowers tied.

"Uh, Mr. Ji, is this?"

"Oh, nothing, it's all right now."

The immortal rope was taken away by Ji Fate, and Mo Yun folded his hands and recited the Buddha's name after breaking free from the bondage. He didn't have much memory of some things that happened deep in his heart, but he also had a vague feeling.

"Good morning, King Buddha, Mr. Ji, what should I do with this young master Li?"

Set up a trap for the real demon, two days have passed in Moyun's inner world, but outside for only a moment, the Li family is still in a coma, but the baby on the bed is babbling and waving.

"The origin of this baby seems to be very simple, otherwise it would be impossible to attract the real demon to appear immediately. I..."

Before Ji Yuan finished speaking, suddenly a strange feeling arose in his heart. This feeling was familiar and unfamiliar, which made him feel uneasy, and almost subconsciously, he was distracted and looked at the world inside the body.

In the sky above the mountains and rivers in the artistic conception, there are many stars shining, some of which exude a special light, which represent the chess pieces that are formed or not, the people who are successful or not.

But on the far side of the sky, there was a star that had never been seen before, emitting a gray light.

"piece!"

Ji Yuan's Dharma body couldn't help but make a shocking sound among the endless mountains and rivers in his body.

The Dharma body is like the sky and the earth, and it is close to the sky in an instant, staring at the stars in the sky.

Jiyuan's artistic conception of mountains and rivers interacts faintly with the outer world, and the stars seem to be only vaguely projected in the world within him, but Jiyuan can confirm that it is a chess piece, and this chess piece is not his Jiyuan.