Lanke Chess Edge

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That night, Taoist Qingsong always paid attention to the changes of the stars;

That night, Ji Yuan slept soundly in that small monastery in Nanhuangzhou;

That night, Yan Fei and Lu Chengfeng both consciously fought with demons in the middle of the night, and seemed to have broken through some of their own shackles to a certain extent. Not only did their martial arts show signs of progress, but their understanding of martial arts also improved to a new level;

That night, far away on the land of Dazhen in Dongtu Yunzhou, Shenzhao Wang Ke entered the palace by edict late at night to meet the current emperor Dazhen, and he was also the inspector of the three judicial yamen of the Ministry of Punishment, Dali Temple and Yushitai, because the three judicial yamen There are two gates each, and the imperial decree canonized the six gates as the chief catcher, and a gate house can be set up;

That night, Du Heng sat silently at the mouth of a river in the upper reaches of the Tongtian River with a knife, watching the rolling waves of the river roll, and at the same time he felt something, dancing wildly on the river embankment at night;

That night, Zuo Wuji tossed and turned on the bed and couldn't fall asleep. The fight against demons, and the eyes of those who died on the street corners because of demons, the pillars of their homes, always appeared in his mind. In the end, Zuo Wuji simply lifted the quilt and put on his pants. , came to the backyard of the inn with a flat stick in hand, just like that bare-chested dance stick in the ice and snow.

"Whoosh...whoosh...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

A flat stick turns into an afterimage in Zuo Wuji's hand. Below the flat stick are sticks, spears, swords and even hammers. Above the hands and feet are fists, claws, palms, legs...

All the martial skills that have been trained like instinct are used in turn in Zuo Wuji's hands, and his extraordinary talent allows him to master everything.

He danced wildly in the middle of the night, but Zuo Wuji was still not exhausted. In the end, the flat stick was twisted over his head for several weeks, and he held it in his hand and slammed it on the ground beside him.

"boom…"

A shallow pit was poked by the flat stick in the frozen mud under his feet. Zuo Wuji's shirtless upper body was like a vajra. On top of the crimson, there was billowing steam, and even the flat stick in his hand had become scalding hot.

Nearly half of the racecourse in the backyard of the inn was as clean as incomparable. The thick snow was swept away from the center of Zuo Wuji, and there was only residual snow outside the outer circle.

Zuo Wuji just stood there motionless with his flat staff in hand. The night sky was covered by clouds, and the sky began to snow again. The snowflakes fell on him and immediately melted...

On the second floor of the inn, Yan Fei and Lu Chengfeng also stayed up all night. Zuo Wuji had been practicing martial arts in the backyard of the inn. Their two masters stood by the windows of their respective rooms and watched for a long time.

Although Zuo Wuji below was still a little immature, he had already shown his amazing talent in martial arts more than once. Yan Fei looked at Zuo Wuji, who was standing still in the snow, and glanced at the long sword in his hand. He actually gave birth to a faint frustration. But it was only for a moment, he grinned and went back to bed.

Lu Chengfeng in the other room also looked at Zuo Wuji, his eyes were complicated and relieved, then he pulled the stopper of the wine gourd in his hand, just about to drink, but stopped his mouth, looked inside the gourd, shook the gourd again, there was probably only one left. Take a sip of wine.

After thinking for a while, Lu Chengfeng threw the wine gourd in his hand, and then threw it out of the window. The wine gourd crossed an arc, and then gently landed ten feet in front of Zuo Wuji. The whole process was silent and a little bit. No sound came out.

After doing this, Lu Chengfeng clenched his fists and lay back on the bed.

At dawn, a hazy light appeared in the sky, and in some corners of the city, those big roosters who were scared by the monsters and shivered all night in their chicken coops rushed out arrogantly at this moment, facing the morning glow that was only revealed in the distance. Crying neck.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-"

The roosters croaked one after another, and the morning light shone on Zuo Wuji's face, and his eyes slowly opened, shaking the snow on his body, and looking down, there was the wine gourd of the fourth master not far away.

"Hey...just feel a little cold."

Zuo Wuji moved his hands and feet, stepped forward, lowered his head, picked up the wine gourd, unplugged it, and poured it into his mouth, but with just one sip, he immediately stopped drinking.

Zuo Wuji shook the wine gourd and looked at the mouth of the gourd.

"No, just one bite?"

Shaking his head, Zuo Wuji threw the wine gourd that had already drank the wine in his hand behind him, and then kicked the flat stick beside him so that it reached his shoulders while it was flipping over. hanging on the end of the flat rod.

Carrying a flat stick and hanging a wine gourd, Zuo Wuji walked towards the inn building leisurely.

…

In the mud dust temple of Nanhuangzhou, Ji Yuan, who had a bright face in the morning, slowly opened his eyes and sat up from the floor. Instead of folding the quilt immediately, he sat quietly in the same place for a long time. After a long time, Ji Yuan raised his right hand slightly. Make a chess-like gesture and press lightly on the nothingness in front of you.

"Lying in a small temple of mud and dust, and making chess beyond thousands of mountains and rivers, it's not an exaggeration to say that God comes with a wonderful hand, right?"

After muttering a word, Ji Yuan got up and put it on.

…

The night when the three of Yan Fei arrived in Tianyuzhou, for Jiyuan, Yunshanguan, Zuo Wuji and other parties, what happened in the city that night was naturally a big event, but for the whole Tianyuzhou situation of good and evil, at least In the eyes of both good and evil, it can only be regarded as a small wave, and it cannot even be noticed.

Mortals have their own sufferings and struggles, but in the eyes of mortals, the immortals who live in the clouds also have their own difficulties to face.

After Taiyunfei Pavilion returned to Tianyuzhou, the entire Taiyunzong became more and more active in Tianyuzhou. This immortal sect used to be as famous as Qianyuanzong in Tianyuzhou, but now it is not as good as Qianyuanzong. The immortal world can be called the best, but it is still a famous immortal.

In the same place in Tianyuzhou, Taiyunzong did not stay out of it, of course, and fought against evil spirits together with some immortal Buddhist sects who stood up in Tianyuzhou.

"Boom..."

Thunder sounded again in the sky, and it was the season of spring thunder, but the land of Tianyuzhou still did not thaw. Fortunately, the temperature seemed to have picked up compared to the severe winter. The cold should not last forever. The gods in the temple also let the people on the earth breathe a sigh of relief.

More than a dozen Taiyunzong cultivators were flying on clouds at this time. They stood together on a magic cloud, flying above the clouds, and they could see the lightning churning in the cloud. This thunder was spring thunder, and no one cast spells.

"The spring thunder sounded at the right time, indicating that the solar term began to gradually return to the normal track."

A middle-aged Tai Yunzong cultivator said this, and a slightly younger cultivator beside him responded.

"That's right, but it's really scary for an expert at the level of a true immortal to fight with all his strength. I don't know when I will be able to cultivate to the real immortal realm..."

"You?" "Senior brother, you..."

"Ha ha ha ha…"

Some of the Tai Yunzong cultivators wanted to laugh, and some had already laughed, but the cultivator was not annoyed, just looked at his fellow disciple and said a word.

"If you don't have the heart of enlightenment, how can you come to the reality of enlightenment? You people will be left behind by me within two hundred years."

"Yes, Senior Brother has high ambitions!"

"Been taught a lesson!"

"Okay, pay attention, it's almost there."

As soon as the middle-aged monk driving the cloud made a sound, everyone immediately became quiet. A small mountain appeared in front of the mountain, and behind the mountain was a piece of dark clouds. edge situation.

Xianguang quickly flew over the hill. The previous monk who was determined to cultivate into a true immortal cast a spell, mobilized all the mana, and then folded his palms and stretched forward, and opened his mouth with a breath.

"Disperse the clouds and mists."

The moment the voice fell, the cultivator's clasped hands separated from left to right, and the dark clouds in the distance below were also pulled by the Fa, and began to slowly separate to the sides, and continued to dissipate in the process.

The sun in the sky shone down along the position where the dark clouds dissipated separately, but the monks of Tai Yunzong did not say a word after that. Everyone stood on the cloud and flew in that direction in silence.

In the eyes of Taiyunzong cultivator, there is a city below that is not too small. At this time, the sky is bright, but the city is deadly silent. . UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

Even from a high altitude, the city appears to be somewhat dilapidated. Many high pavilions have collapsed. Many streets and houses in the city are stained with red. How did these colors come from? The monks of Tai Yunzong are all Very clear.

"No corpses..."

"Go down and have a look, brothers and sisters, let's investigate the surrounding area."

"Okay." "Yeah."

After a brief response, the Tai Yunzong cultivators who were originally stepping on the same Dharma cloud dispersed, either riding the cloud or riding the wind, flying towards all directions in the city, and some people fell directly to the ground and stepped onto the streets of the city.

The monk who originally rode the clouds flew to the place where the Temple of the City God was located with the remaining man and woman before landing.

The temple in front of him has long been dilapidated. If you walk in a few steps, you can see a statue of a **** that is crooked, or has broken hands and feet, or broken skulls and bodies, none of which is intact.

"Hey, it seems that there are a lot of demons coming. Recently, there are more and more examples of the entire small town being mutilated by demons..."

"Yes, but there are at least tens of thousands of people in this city! Such a big city..."

While the two cultivators were shocked and sighed, the cultivator who was determined to become a true immortal frowned and said nothing after a long time.

"There are tens of thousands of people in this city. In a short period of time, the demons have swallowed them up? I'm afraid it's impossible!"

The monster head is not really a bottomless pit, even if it eats people, it will feel full.

"Senior brother, you mean..."

"I'm afraid many mortals were taken captive."

"Abducted?"

The seemingly young monk nodded and continued.

"The recent demon may be related to the black desert, these people may..."

The voice did not continue here, but the female nun on the side accepted the words through gritted teeth.

"Human...animal...country!"