The sound of chess under the pines is quiet, and the stone platform is deep and deep!
In the illusion of inner demons when forming the elixir, he was the first to act against Tianyuan.
I had doubts at that time!
Now I will naturally not make such a mistake.
Ji Wushuang also learned some knowledge about Go in her previous life.
Nie Weiping, Gu Li, and Ke Jie are close by, and Wu Qingyuan is far away. I have seen some of their famous games.
There is a certain foundation.
Since you are holding black, let’s play the upper right star first.
Ji Wushuang made up his mind, just when his hand was about to fall.
The sun shines through the gaps in the pine leaves and dapples the chessboard on the stone platform. The light and shadow are intertwined at this moment.
The vertical and horizontal lines of the chessboard on the stone table in front of him suddenly turned into more than thirty black threads, twisting and flying in the air.
Ji Wushuang was shocked!
Oh shit!
Why are you here again?
This thread was exactly the same as the black thread formed from the cloud pattern on Gu Qinghan's fiery red lotus birthmark!
This is the lingering ghost.
At this moment, time and space seemed to have stopped, and there were only black threads flying slowly, converging, and then spreading out in front of me.
A strange feeling came to my heart, as if a picture engraved in the depths of my soul emerged in the sea of consciousness...
That picture is familiar yet strange!
At this moment, there was nothing opposite him, and there was also a chess piece between the index and middle fingers of his right hand.
The chessboard in front of him was criss-crossed with black lines, like an empty universe. There was no one on the opposite side, but he clearly knew that the person he was playing against was sitting in space and time opposite to the chessboard.
It's like being in a mirror world with yourself.
A majestic and ethereal voice kept echoing in his ears, "Don't make mistakes...Don't make mistakes..."
That voice is very familiar!
But I can’t remember whose it is!
No, this voice is too familiar, as if I heard it just now!
Ji Wushuang tried hard to recall that this voice was so broad and broad, and she was still very familiar with it. It was...
Suddenly his eyes lit up, and he finally remembered whose voice it was!
God’s way!
Ever since he entered the primitive world, the message from Heaven has been with him every step of the way.
Even a saint cannot imitate such a majestic and righteous voice!
Then...why did Tiandao stop himself from making this move?
Ji Wushuang felt so uncomfortable that she wanted to vomit blood.
From the dreams she had been having after her soul was transported, the inner demon illusions of black-robed demon cultivators, red lotus karma fire, and foundation building, to the appearance of Gu Qinghan, the black silk threads that transformed into her jade neck.
Then, when I was forming elixirs, the inner demons and illusions of Zen Master Liuhui became reality one by one before my eyes.
It means that everything he is experiencing now has already been doomed.
Not only is there the Wudang Holy Mother who intercepts the teachings, but now even Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has come to rescue him.
Think again about the attitude that Ting Ting has towards you...
What is your identity?
Now in this move of chess, even the way of heaven is involved...
What a joke!
Could it be that he is the reincarnation of Hongjun?
This information is too confusing and complicated, and there is no clue at all...
There are so many mysteries, not even a clue can be found...
How to solve these doubts?
It seems like hundreds of years have passed!
Those black silk threads finally sped up, all condensing towards the back of his hand, and suddenly formed a bell-shaped pattern!
As soon as his hand sank, Ji Wushuang's soul returned to his original position, and he was dumbfounded...
He actually placed the chess piece on the "Tian Yuan" position "again".
Ji Wushuang quickly looked at the back of her hand, where was the pattern of the small black clock...
It's all just an illusion!
Zen Master Liuhui laughed and said:
"Donor Ji, the game of Go is about golden horns, silver edges, and grass belly. Now you are playing in Tianyuan, but you want to let the little monk take the lead?"
Right!
When forming the elixir, everything in the demonic dreamland of my heart was right!
At that time, I still doubted why "I" would place the chess piece in the Tianyuan position!
Now I finally know the reason.
Moreover, what Zen Master Liuhui said was the last scene in the illusion.
All of his actions have already been determined!
What will happen next, is it all unknown or destined?
Who is that big hand playing with him?
Ji Wushuang shook his head, abandoned all thoughts, and returned to himself!
He smiled and said: "Zen Master, I was shocked just now for some reason. I played the wrong move. This move doesn't count. I'll try again..."
After saying that, Ji Wushuang took advantage of her shamelessness and reached out to pick up the sunspot again.
Zen Master Liuhui smiled lightly and did not stop him!
"Is it obvious that what I am planning to do is a star position..."
Before Ji Wushuang finished speaking or dropped his hand, suddenly!
A strong cold air burst out from the deep stream below. This cold air rushed straight up and broke through the sky in an instant!
Thinking of the scene when Gu Qinghan stopped in the air and stared at the deep stream below, Ji Wushuang was shocked!
Something happened to her, right?
Zen Master Liuhui didn't show any panic on his face, as if everything was under control.
He said seriously: "Donor Ji, follow the young monk down and take a look!"
After saying that, he took up the escape light and flew down the mountain.
Ji Wushuang nodded, thought for a while, put the sunspot in his hand into the storage ring, and then dropped it downwards.
While falling, Ji Wushuang was secretly frightened.
The ice that originally spread to the mountainside now climbed directly to the bottom of the temple.
The entire temple was about to freeze completely.
Falling to the bottom of the mountain stream, Ji Wushuang discovered that the ground and surrounding cliffs were covered with a thick layer of ice!
Following Zen Master Liuhui, he continued to fly and arrived at the end of the mountain stream. The young monk Mianying was standing there anxiously.
In front of him, there was a wide and huge ice cave.
The endless cold air surged out from the cave like a river bursting its banks, spreading to all directions!
When he saw the two of them, he was overjoyed and said quickly: "Host, the donor did not listen to the obstruction and flew into the cold cave!"
Ji Wushuang was extremely anxious. The cold in this cold cave was so powerful that it even froze her own consciousness and could not spread.
We have simply touched the edge of the law.
At this level, even if the gods come, they have to stay away.
Even if Sister Qinghan practices cold-type techniques, she will never be able to withstand this kind of cold!
If you were frozen down there, wouldn't you be dead?
Ji Wushuang dared not hesitate any longer. Several fire lights lit up her body, and when she rushed towards the cold cave, she had already transformed into the true form of Huo Huan.
He has the status of Red Lotus Karmic Fire and Huo Huan True Body, which can just withstand this biting cold.
Miu Ying exclaimed: "Donor Ji, no, it's too dangerous! Host..."
Liuhui's face remained unchanged and said: "It doesn't matter. Donor Ji's technique is just right to restrain the cold air. Your level is too low. Just follow me and wait behind you!"
Mianying glanced at the cave worriedly and had no choice but to stand back.
The cave extends diagonally downward, nearly a hundred feet.
The further down you go, the stronger the chill becomes!
Ji Wushuang reached the bottom almost instantly, and the sight he saw shocked him.
