Chapter 72: Soul Seducer
"I have been a god for so many years, and I have almost forgotten it. In fact, I often find it very boring. This status seems to be supreme, but in fact..."
You Chuiyun cursed endlessly, "If you don't do it, do it for me, otherwise you'll just ignore what you say," but in fact, he acted obediently and listened attentively.
"Do you know the crux of why I feel like this?" the god said suddenly.
Without waiting for You Chuiyun to answer, the Lord God said: "Of course, this identity hinders me and restricts me.
I have to live in the deep palace all the time and take charge of the overall situation. I can't even remember the last time when there was a dragon to kill it. I have to restrain my words and deeds. I can't remember the last time I played tricks on a fairy.
After becoming a god, I seem to be no longer as happy as before..."
The dignified god was actually telling him about whether Lao Shizi was happy or not.
You Chuiyun looked strange and held back his words.
Why do I feel that this deity looks like an old naughty boy, and I still want to discuss with him how to cultivate to the Mahayana realm.
"Do you think I'm talking about boring things..."
The deity smiled and said, "Do you think I'm just an ordinary old man?"
Still very naughty. You Chuiyun thought in his heart, but on the surface he naturally didn't dare to overstep his bounds. He shook his head and said, "I understand."
The god squinted his eyes and asked, "Do you really understand?"
Of course You Chuiyun didn't understand.
Seeing that he was speechless, the deity was not angry, and said: "There is a swordsman in the sky who once wrote a poem: If you are successful in life, you must have all the joy, and don't let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon. But who knows that he is actually depressed and frustrated? ?do you understand?"
"Um, I understand..."
"No, you don't understand."
The god waved his sleeves, and the stone table in front of him disappeared, and the chess game floated next to it.
Broccoli, nailed to You Chuiyun's chest, said with a heart-stopping clarity in his voice: "Do you understand?"
Understand?
You Chuiyun was silent for a long time.
"Is the Lord warning me to keep an innocent heart?"
The god smiled and said nothing, waved his hand, and the stone table came back. Everything was as it was before, as if nothing had happened.
"You'll understand sooner or later."
What do you understand?
You Chuiyun is still in the dark and has no idea what kind of medicine is sold in Shenzun Gourd.
"I don't know if the novel is ready. If not, I have to go and take a look. My little friend, I'll go first."
Before You Chuiyun could react, the deity turned into a stream of blue smoke and floated towards the harem.
Only then did You Chuiyun come back to his senses. He cleared his mind and slammed the table.
"Hey, what a great opportunity, but he passed it by!"
You Chuiyun was so upset that he had to ask for advice, but he missed such a good opportunity.
Then he stood up and looked around in the pavilion. What should I do next? Play chess in the pavilion? Fighting against yourself? When Princess Zhaoyang comes back, my body is still dead...
He thought for a while, it would be better to sit down and practice.
So he looked down at the chess game and saw that in the unfinished game, the god never made the last move.
Youchui Yunxian was extremely bored. He picked up a black stone and looked at the chess game carefully. As he looked at it, he just felt why the chess game was so difficult to understand.
You Chuiyun became more and more dizzy as he watched, and his face became paler as he watched. He seemed to be immersed in the chess game.
His breathing began to quicken, and he seemed to be able to see the direction of the Confucian Sage's move. He seemed to be able to sense that after his move, the game of chess would undergo earth-shaking changes, and this change would bring him endless benefits.
"There is a calamity within a calamity... There is no energy at all... This is obviously unsolvable. Is this the legendary Zhenlong chess game?"
You Chuiyun was dumbfounded. He had read the records. How could such a situation exist? He always thought it was fiction.
Cold sweat flowed down his back, and he shivered because he found that he was deeply entrenched in the chess game and could not extricate himself. He could feel two extremely powerful wills clashing on the chessboard, which he could not intervene in.
But he just twisted the chess piece, which means that he wants to enter the game. At this moment, he has been controlled by the chess game. White's will is elegant and easy-going, and black's domineering and delicate.
You Chuiyun was caught between these two wills, and the two wills wanted him to move in different directions.
So his trembling hands swayed and moved around. Now the black chess will be stronger than the white chess, and now the white chess will be stronger than the black chess.
He was torn in the middle and going crazy.
"If I don't make a move, I'm afraid I will be torn apart."
You Chuiyun thought, trying desperately to control his hand, but not obeying the orders of his original owner.
Until a clear hand gently caught You Chuiyun's trembling chess piece.
Then make a move.
One child falls and everything comes alive.
Black swept away the situation and saved the game with self-destruction.
"The hand of God."
You Chuiyun's eyes almost bulged out. He knew who the owner of this hand was, and he also remembered the story of this classic chess game.
The Zhenlong chess game was very popular in the Three Thousand Lower Realm. It was said to have been played by two great gods from the Heaven Realm. It lasted for ten years. During the deadlock, the princess from the Upper Realm casually broke the game.
The princess was also highly praised at the time, and this hand was also called one of the gods.
Later, the Zhenlong chess game was lost, and of course its solution was also lost in the long river of history. The world only knows this allusion.
You Chuiyun never expected that he would get involved in the hands of one of the gods, whom many chess players longed to touch.
"The hand of God, vulgar, true vulgar."
Princess Zhaoyang said after hearing this.
You Chuiyun calmed down, he had memorized this chess game, and he could restore this crazy Zhenlong chess game!
"Princess...how did the princess come up with such a whimsical step?"
You Chuiyun felt that his voice was trembling a little.
"Hahaha, I was still young at the time, so I thought my father would come and play with me, so I made some random moves. Unexpectedly, my father and the others were fooled on the spot. I heard that I broke the game."
Princess Zhaoyang said with a smile, in this regard she and the deity had exactly the same attitude.
You Chuiyun was a little confused and said with a trembling voice: "Are you really a mess?"
Princess Zhaoyang nodded, but You Chuiyun felt that she was joking and could not say that Princess Zhaoyang really had such wisdom.
He had to re-examine this princess who had a long history and was a virtuous princess. He had always regarded her as a friendly sister.
But, who knows, there may be an undercurrent surging under the calm lake surface.
Maybe I had always thought of her too simply, someone who casually broke Zhenlong's chess game.
The entire heaven was shattered, but she continued to live for ten thousand years...Princess Zhaoyang.
Everything was not that simple. You Chuiyun suddenly realized this problem. He suddenly realized why Princess Zhaoyang's smile looked exactly like the god's.
Gives a sense of danger.
Princess Zhaoyang stared at him, which made the latter's hair stand on end. Her eyes were not entirely gentle, but also a little suspicious.
Fortunately, You Chuiyun pretended to be empty and had not yet come to his senses. He was breathing rapidly and slowly calmed down.
"When you see a chess game like this, you may have some insights."
Princess Zhaoyang sat down gracefully, with her exquisite and convex figure, some perverts must be envious of this chair.
You Chuiyun seemed to be captured by the opponent's magnificence, and said stupidly: "The chess game was broken by the princess, and it has nothing to do with me. However, there are some insights, which are more rewarding than copying and chanting sutras and meditating, and my mind has been tempered. .”
"My original intention was for you to ask my father for advice, but at this time you should not be in my father's eyes."
At this time, Princess Zhaoyang suddenly asked: "What did you say?"
His mind was racing, and You Chuiyun seemed to be warning him not to speak out. This was the first time he was on guard: "The Lord asked me how to get along with my wife."
Princess Zhaoyang said calmly: "Oh? Do you still have experience in this field?"
You Chuiyun replied: "No, no. I was criticized by the god. He said that I was deviant, but he was not angry and agreed very much."
Princess Zhaoyang nodded: "This is dad's style, what next?"
A thought came to You Chuiyun's mind - is she trying me?
Everything in this fairy palace may be monitored by her. She may be an omniscient and omnipotent existence here.
Then he thought again that Zhenlong's chess game was not necessarily broken by her, he just copied that person's chess game.
"The god later told me to have a pure heart. At least that's what I think the god meant, but there seems to be other meanings as well."
You Chuiyun answered honestly.
Princess Zhaoyang nodded thoughtfully, and then said: "Okay, that's it, you can go back..."
"Go back to where...back to the physical body? Can I live?"
You Chuiyun finally came to his senses. At this time, he smiled bitterly and said, "Your Highness, there won't be any side effects from resurrection, right?"
Princess Zhaoyang nodded: "Of course."
You Chuiyun's face suddenly turned dark: "What... what kind of sequelae?"
"Your name will be highlighted in the Book of Life and Death, and then the messenger will keep seducing you."
"Ah, is the envoy of seducing souls powerful?"
"Every one of them is comparable to the existence of the God Transformation Realm..."
You Chuiyun took a breath and said, "How many of them are there..."
"Of course it's not many, maybe six thousand."
"Six thousand transformed gods? This... this is too terrifying, but even if there are six thousand transformed gods, they may not be able to control the three thousand billions of creatures in the lower world."
Princess Zhaoyang explained: "They are not the same as monks. In terms of fighting skills, they are not even as good as the soul, but their real ability is to deal with evil objects.
Of course, it is also difficult to control. Generally speaking, there are two envoys in each realm, and they have many underworld soldiers. For example, those weak mortals were killed by the Yin soldiers, and those stubborn people who had advanced cultivation but failed to become immortals and were unwilling to fall into reincarnation were captured by the envoys themselves or beaten to death. "
