Surrounded by purple air and hazy white mist, Suitian Peak looks like a fairyland. By the lake at the back of the mountain, two middle-aged men sit with arms folded——
In front of the two men was a black and white jet chessboard with intricately arranged chess pieces. Both men stared at the chessboard without saying a word.
Wrapped in white mist, a young man in white robe stood hunched across the lake. He raised his forehead slightly and squinted at the two people whose faces could not be seen clearly in the white mist in front of him, his face full of respect.
"When you pose a serious threat to the other party, you will be exposed to the other party's field of vision..." Calm words came from across the misty lake, and the bent young man became even more respectful when he heard the words.
"Really? I think the joy a hunter feels when trapping a hare is probably similar to this." A relaxed and playful tone sounded, responding to the mature and steady words before.
After hearing these words, the young man who was standing outside the lake had veins on his head exposed, and beads of sweat like soybeans appeared on his forehead one by one. From this slightly frivolous words, he felt a wave of
The majestic momentum was like Mount Tai pressing on his back, so oppressive that he couldn't breathe...
The crisp sound of "pop" seemed so crisp and loud in front of the calm and misty lake at this moment.
"Ding" sounded a different sound than before. The young man lowered his head and looked around at the misty and calm lake wrapped in white mist. The storm suddenly rose, and an invisible sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, as if thousands of soldiers were fighting.
, fight...
"You play the guzheng lightly, you dance with the long sword, the snowflakes are flying in the wind, I look at you with three thousand long hair, and I am mesmerized."
A rich male voice came from the depths of the lake. The young man in the hazy white mist of the lake heard the words, his body was startled, his face was blank, and he looked blankly into the depths of the blurry white mist - it was out of reach.
screen.
"I remember that time we met, you and I were speechless. After that, it snowed heavily for a few days...|"
"Some people will eventually disappear without even thinking about it. They will be forgotten in the illusion. You, forget it," the honest man advised softly.
Ignoring this voice of consolation, the voice of despair slowly came out from the white mist again;
"I miss you when I look at the moon alone, and the moonlight has been pale for hundreds of years. I can't forget how to pay homage to you - that look of reluctance..."
"Alas..." A man's impatient sigh came from the white mist, as if he was regretting it!
"If it were you, what would you do?" The question came -
"I, I don't know?" with deep confusion.
"I'll tell you"
"Pa", there was a sound, the chess fell, and the killing energy suddenly filled the entire lake shrouded in white mist.
"Master," the young man standing outside the white mist of the lake finally couldn't help it, stepped out with his left foot, and shouted out to the white mist.
"No problem————"
After a long time, a comforting tone came out from the depths of the white mist, stopping the young man from taking steps.
"Didi" scarlet blood dripped on the chessboard made of exquisite black jade, and two hazy figures looked at each other with smiles.
"Ahem..." The surging blood sprayed the entire chessboard, rendering the black jade chessboard of life and death into a strange red——
"Stop trying hard, you are destined to lose in this game! - lose -!!" Sipping a cup of tea, this blurry figure walked out of despair, quietly admiring the deep impatience in the other person's eyes.
feeling.
"Haha...cough - the situation is gone, the root! Will last forever." The man with blood spat out from the corner of his mouth struggled to pick up a blood-stained chess piece, and dropped it heavily on the chessboard covered with a layer of blood...
Every settled chess piece on the bloody chessboard is soaked in scarlet blood!
Invisible killing energy soared into the sky, a chess game of life and death shattered the void, and a chess piece annihilated the void.
Two war auras intertwined in the air of the lake, fighting!
Gradually, these two invisible murderous auras dispersed the large white fog between the lakes, revealing the nervous expressions of the young people outside the lake.
"Master"
Looking at the middle-aged man with a blurred face in front of him, his true face could not be seen, he covered his chest with his left hand. With difficulty, he picked up the white chess piece in his right hand and held it against the equally blurry man opposite him.
A flash of fierceness flashed across the young man's face, and he looked at the mysterious man opposite the chessboard with hateful eyes.
"presumptuous"
With a wave of his blood-stained sleeves, the young man was knocked away by a sharp white light, rolled around in a panic, and fell down the hillside of Sintian Peak...
"Master," as the worried voice faded away, the mysterious man opposite the blood-stained man whispered, "He is your precious apprentice, and he is so harsh."
"My teachings are useless, I'll make you laugh." He suppressed the blood boiling in his body, and the strong man stared at the chessboard with his eyes, determined to win.
However, the chess game has reached a dead end, and all the live chess in all four directions are destroyed. No matter the final move falls on the one with only three live chess left, it will definitely lose!
"Chess is a literary way, not a martial art. After it becomes a martial art, it will suffer all kinds of disadvantages. Do you know why you can't become a true master? Even if you have great talents, you can't eliminate this martial arts attack. After all, you are not able to become a true master.
After all, chess is played by humans, not gods! By chess
Observe people, young man, I, an old man, have a word for you - to be open to all rivers and to have tolerance is to be great, to stand on a wall and have no desires is to be strong! Haha, your achievements in the future will be limitless." The mysterious man said something that made the honest man feel like one.
Shocking words come.
Gradually, the image of his most respected 'master' slowly emerged in front of the honest man's eyes. The old man also spoke to him with such earnest words back then.
"How do you know... how is it possible?" Facing the mysterious man who spoke these words leisurely and contentedly, the honest man asked with a trembling face that he could not see clearly.
"Haha, I miss your master. That's what the old guy said to me before he died."
"How is it possible...how is it possible? Master, he passed away when he passed away——"
"Sitting? Haha, you have been hidden for three hundred years, haha - it has been three hundred years. Didn't 'they' tell you? Your master was sent to hell by my own hands... Haha..."
The middle-aged man was stunned, standing still on the spot, the scarlet blood on his fingertips rendering the red and strange white chess piece. He ignored the crazy laughter in front of him, and some were just memories deep in his mind...
"This is impossible...Master, he is a member of the army. This has nothing to do with you...it must be a member of the army."
"Is it possible to dissolve the army?"
"No..., if you lie again, you won't be able to do that."
Did I lie? The mysterious man seemed to be aroused by the words "liar", and he stood up and walked into the middle-aged man's side with a gloomy face.
Grasping the middle-aged man's collar with both hands, the mysterious man picked him up vigorously, pressed the middle-aged man's heroic face on the chessboard among the pool of blood, and said sternly: "Why don't you believe me? That old man did the same back then.
In this way, the next game of chess will be forced by me
Dead?, by the way, the chess game routine you played is exactly the same. I just played here, and he died because of a chess game - haha... Who is to blame for this? Who told that old guy to know about me back then?
I don’t want to do that either..."
While the mysterious man held down the middle-aged man's head, he grabbed the black chess piece next to him with his other hand and stamped it on the most critical position of the chess game...
A puddle of clear water is no longer as clear as before due to the dripping of a drop of ink.
The same goes for the chess game!
The fall of this black chess piece caused a series of chain reactions!
Suddenly, the situation on the chessboard suddenly changed, and the violent aura of fighting above the lake suddenly changed. An invisible aura of killing instantly transformed into a terrifying giant dragon, completely devouring the aura of war that was holding it.
The middle-aged man woke up from his memories, his face was pressed tightly into a pool of blood on the chessboard. For some unknown reason, his majestic body suddenly felt like a deflated rubber ball, and the remaining vitality was like a withered flower that withered everything.
Youth...
Chess player! Control your life and change your name with your life!
I lost!
The middle-aged man stared blankly at the lifeless chessboard, his eyes still fixed on the chess pieces held tightly in his right hand. The long, shiny jet-black hair on the back of his head instantly turned into dull silvery white hair, and he had a heroic face.
The haze gradually faded away, revealing an old face with wrinkles.
"Even you? You are exactly the same as that old thing. You failed in the next game of chess. You are useless." The mysterious man who was affected by a certain mood seemed extremely irritable. He loosened the collar of the old man lying on the chessboard and looked out from the old man's muddy face.
In his eyes, he saw a trace of regret.
Taking two deep breaths, the mysterious man calmed down his anger and faintly caught a glimpse of the old face on the chessboard;
"Do you have any last wishes?" The mysterious man turned his head and did not look at the old face again.
"Liu...liu...ta...yi...a...thread...of...vital..." The pupils on the old face retained a trace of vitality, and the corners of the mouth clogged with blood squirmed.
It took a while to utter these stammering old words.
"What if I don't stay?" The mysterious man turned around and said viciously;
"What did you do to me back then? I just wanted to make the Taiyi Sect bleed into a river to relieve the hatred in my heart."
"Xie... Yun, I'm sorry for... what happened back then..." The old pupils seemed to lose the last trace of clarity at any time.
"What's the use of being sorry? Wan'er is dead. If she's dead... she will never come back. How can you accompany me? How can you accompany me..." The past memories brought up by the old words are like a tide, turning into anger all over the sky.
, filled the mysterious man's chest.
The extremely crazy tone of grief and anger ran through the entire Sintian Peak. This mysterious man went crazy and roared to the sky...
The cloudy eyes under the old face looked quietly at the crazy man in front of him, and a cloudy tear fell from the depths of the pupils, full of regret.
"Master..." The young man who had just climbed the mountain was stunned. He stood on the same spot. In the white mist that was scattered, he saw an old man with an old face lying on the chessboard stained with blood.
Although he had never seen the Master's face, he could feel the last breath left in the old man's body. His eyes were wet and his throat was choked, because this was the Master who had not seen his true face for more than ten years, and who had always been caring and caring.
The majestic master who taught him was an orphan, and he had always regarded his most respected master as his biological father. Seeing this scene, he could no longer hold back the tears in his eyes and fell down.
"Master...Master, my disciple is unfilial." The heartbreaking pain poured into his mind. He ignored everything in front of him, stepped on the clear lake in a panic, and ran towards the master.
"摪" The young man, who was soaked all over, stood on his knees in front of the old man. He watched in despair as the last trace of clarity in the old man's eyes gradually disappeared——
"Master, Master..."
He didn't dare to move? He was confused. He was afraid that if he touched Master's body, it would speed up the loss of Master's life——
"Promise...me," the old face looked at the young man kneeling on the ground, and stretched out his skinny palm to the young man with all his strength.
"Master, you'll be fine, you'll be fine, you'll be fine... you believe me." The young man hurriedly clenched the skinny palm, his incoherent face filled with despair.
"Answer...Ying" The last trace of vitality left is gradually disappearing, but there is still an obsession in his heart. The old man is most worried about this impulsive apprentice. He shakes his skinny palm vigorously, and the old man's cloudy eyes are filled with tears.
He looked at the young man with a trace of request.
"Master, tell me, I will agree to whatever you say." The young man understood the request from the corner of his master's eyes, and looked straight at the old man with a tear-stained face, hoping that the old man could express the last obsession in his heart.
Even if you risk your life, you must help Master fulfill his final request!
"No... don't... avenge me, answer..." Looking at the sad and angry look in the corner of the young man's eyes, the old man looked at him with his last remaining vision as if begging.
"Master...I...I..." The young man's hands trembled. He did not dare to look directly at the old man's peripheral vision because he was afraid that he could not do it.
"Promise...me...me." Using his last bit of strength, the vitality in the corner of the old man's eyes passed quickly.
"Master" the young man suddenly raised his head and saw that the last trace of life in the corner of the old man's eyes was quickly dissipating. He didn't want him to have any regrets. His throat was choked with sobs as if he had been filled with sand. The young man looked at the old man's eyes in pain and agreed.
Said; "I promise you...I promise you"
The old man's cloudy eyes looked at the young man with a hint of relief, then turned his head and reluctantly took one last look at the human scenery.
Haha, sure enough!
I will spend the rest of my life in Zuitian Peak, Xie Yun! I have accepted the punishment I have received. I hope you...
……able--------?
The old man closed his cloudy eyes with a sense of exhaustion that penetrated his soul.
"Master"
"Sin Tian!" The young man and the mysterious man next to him shouted out in unison...
The mysterious man had been standing by, watching the old man closing his eyes with reluctance, and a sadness gradually filled his heart!
The sound of memory cuts through the sky and echoes in the ears as the owner ponders;
At the foot of Taiyi Mountain Gate!
"Hey, brother, did you also go to Taiyimen to sign up?"
"Yes, you too?"
"Haha, my name is Zuitian, what's your name? Let's go together, and we'll have some kind of care when we enter the mountain gate."
"Haha, my name is Xieyun... Okay"
It was as if yesterday's scene was reappearing. The corners of the mysterious man's eyes were wet. He looked up at the sky without wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, letting them drip slowly. At the same time, the last trace of friendship in his cold heart was dripping.
There is nothing but hatred in my heart.
All of this was caused by Taiyi Sect. This place holds too many memories and is also full of hatred, insidiousness, and tricks!
"Ouch"
Looking up to the sky and roaring, the void around the mysterious man "clicked" and a spatial crack opened. The mysterious man with infinite anger stepped into the crack and disappeared immediately.
"Master... have a good journey." On the back mountain of Zuitian Peak, this heart-wrenching voice echoed far away among the lakes...