Inside the chessboard, there is no knowledge of the spring and autumn years, and there is no knowledge of the passing of time. In the flow of time, there are only Taoists, old men, and chessboards.

How long has it been?

Duan Hongye no longer knows, he only knows that it has been a long time, a long time...

He recalled how he got the chessboard.

He is a playboy, he has a powerful father, and he is his father's eldest son.

He is good at eating, drinking, gambling, and he is indulging in all kinds of emotions and sex, based on enjoyment.

In addition to eating, drinking, gambling, his favorite is playing chess, which is one of his few hobbies.

He doesn't care about warlord politics or national affairs.

He only thought about indulging in love for a lifetime, and he did not restrain himself until his father's fall.

But even if his father fell, he was still a "young man". His life was always better than others and he had more legacy to squander.

After going to Tai Island, he encountered something that changed his second half of his life.

A chess board, an ancient chess board that comes from nowhere.

There is also an old man wearing ancient costume, with a decayed body and a decayed body.

He said that his name is Ma Suiming.

At that time, the old man said to Duan Hongye.

"Go a bet with me, bet on the board, bet on everything, if you win, you will get a lot, if you lose, hey, you have nothing."

"good!"

Bet, chess.

It is Duan Hongye’s favorite thing.

Adding the two is double happiness.

As for everything there is? He doesn't care. There is nothing he cares more about than gambling and chess.

Later, Duan Hongye won.

The man named Ma Suiming was surprisingly calm, but instead had a kind of ease and peace. He then handed over the chessboard to him and also talked about the magic of the chessboard.

By using this chessboard to bet on life, I won countless lives. I have lived from the Republic of China to the present and witnessed many.

Now I want to live longer, so I came out to "hunter" my life span.

But just as the Taoist in front of him said, although he was persistent in finding opponents and won a lot of life, why is his body getting older and older?

Is it because the soul has decayed?

Then why, why can you live so long?

Why can you, as old as this chessboard, survive until now! And you still maintain a healthy and young appearance.

Could it be that your soul will not decay with the years?

Really, it's so jealous.

What I, Duan Hongye, wanted to get, never could have gotten.

In addition to...life...and youth...

"I really want to... have another one."

Duan Hongye's body gradually became dry and finally turned into debris on the ground...

Until he died, he still wanted to take a bet.

Still thinking about indulging in the whole life, and feeling the same.

Until now, Li Wei only had a calm expression, with a single son in his hand, without even seeing a single eye.

Finally, the chess piece fell on the chessboard.

Chess game, end.

The space inside the entire chessboard also began to collapse.

....

How long did you think about this chess? In fact, it was not as vicissitudes as Duan Hongye thought.

It only takes half a month to have a chess foot.

It has been a hundred years since Duan Hongye hinted to him.

Li Wei did not really experience a thousand years as Duan Hongye imagined.

However, the immortal road is long and long, and without the patience of a thousand years, the cultivation will not be achieved.

This is a must-have feature.

At this time, the space created by the chessboard also disappeared and broke, and the body appeared in a villa in the suburbs.

This self-built Chinese-style garden villa is quaint and I don’t know how long it has been abandoned, and no one has set foot here early.

The water truck that was supposed to be flowing water on the small bridge had already been dilapidated and decayed, and the artificial stream with flowing water had dried up in unknown years.

Dust covers the place.

In the study room at the deepest point in the villa.

Next to this chess board, and opposite the chess board is a weathered corpse sitting.

Not long ago, there were things next to this chessboard that could barely be called "people".

Before death, I was yelling, let's have another one-

The frenzy that had been permeated throughout his life came to an abrupt end in his decadent body and spirit.

"Eternal life is not just about the immortality of the body. It is impossible for the spirit, soul, and will not keep up."

This was what Li Wei said to Duan Hongye and to himself.

The immortality of the flesh will only breed a pile of useless mud, and only a decay.

Li Wei looked at the decaying mud in front of him and looked at the chessboard in front of him.

This chessboard is made of ancient rock, and the chess face patterns on it are very rough.

But it contains countless ancient charms.

After losing his previous owner Duan Hongye, his aura was even more domineering.

When a divine object chooses people, he was possessed by a person who believes in eating, drinking, gambling, smoking, and indulging in pleasure as his belief in life, his breath was very weak.

The divine things are filthy.

Now it is dazzling again.

At this time, Li Wei once again called out the breath of Qingzu.

This time, Qingzu's aura became much weaker, and it was also the aura left on this feather that was almost exhausted.

"It's the breath of my era."

Qingzu was a little dazed and felt the aura emitted from the chessboard.

But there was a hint of nostalgia in the connection.

The past was also a lonely era, but it also left many memories, memories of living in this world.

"This chessboard...is his..."

Li Wei sat in front of the chessboard, but the dry corpse opposite disappeared with the wind, and the dust returned to the soil.

Touching the chessboard, the spiritual charm from thousands of years ago, pulled Li Wei's thoughts into the past.

After all, it is an ancient thing, with the ancient aura and the remaining charm on it.

A light smoke floated by.

The sun shone on Li Wei's face, and Li Wei was in a place outside the wild.

A man wearing a yellow crown and a black robe sat opposite the bonfire.

He was rubbing his chin and looking at the chessboard, but more of it was looking at the man in front of him with interest and Li Wei.

"Who are you and why do you appear before me?"

The man in front of him, his clothes and fabrics were exquisite... like a heavenly dress.

Clothes outside the sky.

Li Wei just said calmly.

"Bright, I am clear."

"Mingche, surnamed Ming, name Si? It's so weird." The man touched his chin, looked at the surrounding environment, and felt strange, so he said, "Can you be a god outside the sky?"

Perhaps only in this way can we explain the "Tianyi" on him and the unfamiliar environment around him.

Maybe, I am in the dream of the gods?

Li Wei did not comment.

The man said frankly.

"I am Yi Qi Fangxun."

Yi Qi Fangxun.

It's his name.

In later generations, his posthumous title was.

For Yao.
Chapter completed!