The giant's face is exactly the same as Duan Tian's. And this giant is Duan Tian's soul master. He is the immortal soul of Hongmeng. Almost nothing can destroy him. It can be said that since Duan Tian became the supreme immortal soul of Hongmeng,

After revering his body, he knew very little about his body.

It can also be said that after he becomes a holy body, others may be able to kill his soul and cause his body to die and his soul to disappear. However, they cannot destroy Duan Tian's physical body and soul master. The worst thing that can't be done is that Duan Tian's three souls and six souls will be destroyed.

, the life soul is reincarnated with the mark of the true spirit, but this kind of reincarnation does not go through the six paths of reincarnation.

His original memory can be preserved. Even after the life soul is reincarnated, his physical body will be reincarnated together. No one can stop it. This is just a domineering aspect of the Holy Body. Of course, Duan Tian will not let himself be reincarnated for no reason.

In that desperate situation.

Three days later, Duan Tian was located on a mountainside in the Kunlun Mountains, under a proud pine tree. There were three people sitting at the stone table, and a beautiful and dust-free fairy stood beside Duan Tian. Sitting there

Opposite Duan Tian is a middle-aged man in white and an old Taoist with gray hair and young face.[

The old Taoist was playing Go with Duan Tian with a smile on his face. It had been three days since Duan Tian came back. During these three days, he handed over all the elixirs and spiritual stones in the Taishen Temple to several elders. Then he started to throw away his hands.

Shopkeeper, come to the back mountain to take a rest.

The two of them played for a while, and saw that Duan Tian was holding a white piece in his hand but could not put it down for a while. He frowned and thought for a long time. Finally, he could only admit defeat with a wry smile and said: "The Taoist Master is really awesome. I give up, kid."

The old Taoist sitting opposite stroked his beard and said with a smile: "My little friend is also very good. He can actually play chess with Pindao for three hours without losing. My chess skills are also very good. In this game, Pindao only narrowly won by half."

It’s just a piece, how about we count it as a draw?”

"Taoist Master is joking. If you lose, you lose. How can it be counted as a draw? Haha," Duan Tian said calmly. The old Taoist Master couldn't help but nodded and secretly praised him. Uncle Tian next to him also looked at Duan Tian with a look of relief, as if

He felt certain about his strength, and then looked at Murong Cao'er, who was beside him, with a complicated emotion on his face.

Just before Duan Tian and Lao Dao played another game of chess, Uncle Tian said to Murong Cao'er: "Cao'er, come with me to the back mountain. Uncle Tian has something to tell you!" Murong Cao'er looked worried after hearing this.

He glanced at Duan Tian, ​​thought for a while, and finally nodded and said: "Okay, Uncle Tian!" Then he gave Duan Tian a reassuring look and followed Uncle Tian to the back mountain.
Chapter completed!