The arrival of a Liu Feng Can aroused the high vigilance of the three strongest men. The golden age of the monastic world will definitely mean that more waves will arise again.
But the old man Bingji also said bluntly: "Liu Yifan and I also managed to contact some old friends in the past. I don't know if those people are still alive now, or whether they have also left seclusion in the great world. If we receive a secret message
, I think I will come and lend a helping hand!”
Hearing this, Yang Di was a little moved. It seemed that these old men decided to take action after careful consideration and secretly making a lot of preparations.
Taoist Qingzhong has been doing similar actions a long time ago, and even Mr. Zhu and the others are also contacting their former friends.
Only when the lineup is terrifying enough can the Ao family and Feng family be subdued. This kind of game definitely requires determination and confidence to get what you want.
The next day, Yang Di and his party left the Villa Hotel and rushed to the agreed place.
Their itinerary was not deliberately concealed, because there was no need for it. With such a huge momentum, it would not be difficult to spy on the information given the ancient cultivator family's background.
The appearance of Liu Fengcan last night has confirmed this point.
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The reserved place was located on the top of a large mountain near Longhua Town. When Yang Di and others dropped their precious phantom, the place was already overcrowded.
Almost four to five hundred people gathered, most of them were elderly monks. Even some middle-aged people were just superficial. In fact, they had lived for hundreds of years.
The goal of this operation has been very clear from the beginning. There are not many people who are good at it, so they will only send out invitations to those who have reached a certain level of cultivation.
Of course, there are also some powerful people who come uninvited and have no friendship with Lao Dao and others, but without exception, they are all important figures.
Yang Di was a little dumbfounded. Although he expected that there would definitely not be too few people who made up their mind to come and get together, he never expected that there would be so many.
For the current world of monasticism, this is simply like a gathering of heroes.
Feng Wu, Ao Xi, and even Ye Shenyu were all frightened. This scene was indeed a bit scary.
In fact, this is a chain reaction. If there are not many people coming, if not all of them are gone now, there probably won’t be much left.
On the contrary, if more people come, they will feel more confident and may even have a sense of potential competition and crisis.
As expected, there were many people present, many of whom had not been born for many years. When they met, they would inevitably have long conversations, and some were even discussing, playing chess, and confirming each other's teachings. But as soon as Yang Di and others fell, all eyes were on them.
They were projected one after another.
To be precise, all eyes are on Yang Di. For a strong person at this level, there is no mistaking who is the alchemist.
Most of those eyes were full of surprise and enthusiasm. They had already heard that the now famous alchemist was a young man in his early twenties, but after meeting him in person, they were inevitably a little surprised.
However, after seeing Taoist Qingzhong next to Yang Di, all remaining worries were put away. Many old men present were quite familiar with this ruthless man, and some had even fought against him.
Almost everyone turned their attention, but on the edge of the cliff, there was an old man with long hair like snow, wearing coarse linen clothes, playing chess with a graceful and luxurious woman in brocade robes who could have been the Queen Mother in ancient times.
The two people were sitting together, and the contrast was huge. One looked like a wandering crane, an old farmer who was about to enter a coffin in the countryside, while the other had an extraordinary demeanor and a maternal demeanor, which was very much like the legend.
The queen mother in.
Neither of them was distracted. The snow-haired old man seemed to be drowsy, holding a white ball in his hand. He looked quite casual at the moment.
It's just that this old man who looks like a wild crane in the clouds, every time he falls, the sea of clouds surging around the mountains seems to have returned to calm, and there is a kind of peaceful and ethereal aura invisibly, which makes people's eyelids heavy and makes them want to sleep soundly.
Have a big spring and autumn dream.
Opposite the old man, the majestic and beautiful woman in brocade robes wearing a golden hairpin, her eyes were focused.
At first glance, Yang Di felt that this beautiful woman looked very familiar. The mother of the Feng family she had seen in the Tucker Desert before was also very elegant.
But this beautiful woman wearing a golden hairpin appeared to be more focused and had an inexplicable aura of transcendence and nobility. Unlike the mother of the Feng family, who had some worldly charm, she sat there like a descendant of an eternal king.
In the world, in a trance, there are hundreds of birds coming to pay homage.
She pointed at the sunspots, and with every step she took, the surrounding peaks and mountains were filled with surging winds and seas of mist, as if a tide of heaven and earth was brewing, and there was a terrifying and fierce murderous aura flowing, making people feel chilled all over.
Before Yang Di and the others arrived, only a few powerful elders were watching the game.
Others, most of them looked left and right, appeared to be quite deliberate, as if they really wanted to watch, but at the same time they were a little scared, for fear of falling into it and causing confusion.
Yang Di's eyes widened and he glanced at his chessboard a few times. In an instant, the surrounding light and shadow suddenly reversed, as if he was on an ancient battlefield.
On one side, there was a huge and murderous military formation with gold and iron horses, holding spears and blowing the horn of charge. They were majestic and solemn, as if they were the most courageous king's army in the world, invincible.
In the sky above the military formation, there is a bronze chariot floating, and a graceful statue stands proudly, like an empress who points the country and kills millions of people in a single thought.
On the other side, there are farmland in the mountains. There are farmers plowing the fields, village women picking mulberries, and a girl with big eyes who has just come back from picking mushrooms in the mountains. It is a peaceful scene, so happy that people can't help but want to go there.
Stay here for a long time and enjoy your family forever.
Yang Di felt like he was in these two pieces of light and shadow, with all kinds of complex emotions. He had the urge to go into battle to kill the enemy, and he had the urge to kill the enemy with one victory, but he also had the idea of disarming himself and returning home, returning to peace.
At this moment, an old man's palm, shining like jade, patted his shoulder. In an instant, the light and shadow around him disappeared, and the whole person returned to the mountain peak.
The old Taoist stood there, looking at him with a smile. Yang Di's heart was filled with turmoil, and he finally understood why those people wanted to see it but didn't dare to see it.
What a terrible chess game this is, as if the game is about two endless avenues. If the Taoist heart is not firm enough, if you are involved in it, you will only get lost in the complicated entanglement.
In fact, even Lao Dao, Liu Yifan, and old man Bingji looked solemn after seeing those two people.
Obviously, those two people were not the helpers invited by the invitation letter, but came uninvited, but even the three most powerful people were surprised.
On the peaks, although Yang Di and others have fallen down, the powerful men around them are all very quiet without making any noise, as if they are waiting for the result of the chess game before discussing the next step.
It was like a kind of awe and a bit of respect.
Originally, I didn't know how long this chess game would last, but after Yang Di fell, the two transcendent beings had the idea of ending the game early.