The sunlight from outside the house poured into the cabin along the squares on the wooden door. The bluestone floor was divided into countless fine squares, just like a huge chessboard.
The military aircraft pavilion was extremely busy, with officials of all sizes shuttling back and forth, like countless chess pieces constantly running between the chessboards.
A stream of light suddenly rushed in from the outside, and then hovered anxiously in the military aircraft pavilion.
A very inconspicuous monk moved his hand, and the stream of light rushed into his hand.
Then the monk quickly walked into the meeting hall behind the Military Machine Pavilion.
Compared with the busyness outside, the meeting hall was extremely deserted. The two people were looking carefully at the huge sand table map in front of them, and the atmosphere was solemn.
It was Hong Xizhao, the current grand master, and Zheng Zeshi, the civil and military general, who were contemplating the sand table several feet in size and filled with undulating mountains.
These two natural enemies could only sit together at this critical moment. However, although they rarely sat together, they never exchanged a word from beginning to end. They seemed to be thinking about their own things.
After entering the hall, the monk said: "There is news from the front. Three groups of monster beasts and savages have been discovered so far. Each group has tens of thousands of people. When the news was delivered, these three groups of monster beasts and savages were only two days away from the general's headquarters."
Hong Xizhao raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "It seems that these monster beasts have a good appetite, and they are indeed determined to eat the General's Department."
Zheng Zeshi asked: "Have there been a large group of monsters and savages near Shiwanda Mountain again?"
The monk shook his head and said: "There is no news in this regard."
When the monk retreated, Hong Xizhao said to himself: "It is difficult to find large groups of monsters. As long as these monsters and savages break into pieces and sneak towards the general's headquarters, they can gather into a sea.
I'm afraid that a huge team will form overnight, and the appearance of this team of monster beasts must be when those three monster beasts pierce our military camp."
As he spoke, Hong Xizhao frowned and said: "This is something that has been expected a long time ago. It is not a profound military art. Our army has already solved it, so there is nothing to be afraid of. But... what are these monsters and savages fighting?
Idea? In the past, when these monsters and beasts invaded our territory, they were just hungry and looking for food and human flesh to satisfy their hunger. When they encountered a large army, they fled far away, but this time they went straight to my most powerful general's headquarters with great force.
Obviously they are not here for food. If these monster beasts and savages do not want food, what do they want?"
Zheng Zeshi paced back and forth in the meeting hall for a few steps, suddenly stopped and said: "Do they still want this flowery country without food?" Although there was a hint of ridicule in his tone, it was extremely solemn. If this is really the case, then
This time the disaster of monsters and savages cannot be dealt with by relying on the previous tactics. The hundreds of thousands of people on the border are likely to be wiped out in an instant. After all, there is no way to verify how many savages and monsters there are in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, let alone
It is said that there is a high-level monster in the unknown place deep in the Hundred Thousand Mountains that can speak human words and take human form.
The meeting hall fell silent again. The two enemies were looking at the map with glimmers of light in their eyes, and the worry on their faces became thicker...
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On an unknown peak on the edge of Shiwan Mountain.
Two old men were sitting leisurely in front of the peak. The bluestone was divided into two parts and carved on the chessboard. One of them had a handful of stones in his hand. He pinched one at random and weighed it slightly in his hand to form a round chess piece. The chessboard was clearly black and white.
The two old men, one fat and the other thin, have fat red faces with kind eyes and wide foreheads, big ears and a blessed face. They have white beards, wide robes and big sleeves, and are full of fairy spirit floating in the wind.
The thin one has a withered face, like rotten wood, with seemingly no nose or eyes. The whole face gives people a smooth feeling, with no hair on his head, a silver beard as sparse as a goat, and his clothes are even more...
Weird, it is a piece of colorful animal skin with five-color halos flashing one after another. Although the five-color halo is beautiful, it makes the old man's face full of monsters. What is even weirder is that the old man is carrying a dark cauldron behind his back, which looks ridiculous.
But it was hard to laugh. I always felt that the pot was an extremely terrifying thing.
"Old turtle, I haven't seen you in three hundred years, and your chess skills are getting worse and worse." The fat old man laughed and ate the thin man's entire dragon with one move.
The thin man Jiejie smiled sarcastically and said in a dry voice: "I've never been good at human things! But you, a rat, spend all your time studying these strange skills and ingenious things and are not afraid of delaying your practice? When the time comes, you will be dead when your longevity is exhausted.
Ashes to dust?"
As the thin man spoke, he stretched out his skinny palm and flicked it slightly on the chessboard. The chessboard was like a cloud of smoke steaming up in the strong wind, and was blown clean in an instant.
The old man laughed and casually threw away a handful of stones and said: "Neither you nor I are ancient beasts and gods, and our spiritual roots are shallow. It is a great blessing to be here today. Even if I die right now, I, the fisherman in the sea of fog, will not be able to do anything."
I don’t feel any regret at all.”
The thin old man Jiejie smiled and said in a sarcastic tone: "Hearing your words, I really want to send you to your ashes to see if you are really so free and easy. Hehe, if you are really so open-minded, then
Why do you come running up and down when the holy beast calls you? Don't say that you are here to see the fun. Others may not know it, but you and I have been friends for hundreds of years. You, a mouse, have shed a good skin and have a beautiful face.
He is generous but most cunning..."
At this moment, a stream of light suddenly appeared from the bottom of the mountain.
The two old men stopped talking at the same time and narrowed their eyes to look at the flowing light.
A figure appeared in front of the two old men in a flash of light.
I saw this man wearing an old navy blue robe, with a face that was three parts fierce and two parts sinister. A bun on his head was pierced by a green bamboo, and there was a string of brown beads on his wrist. He was actually wearing Nanshan Dao.
Disciples dress up.
The thin man Jiejie smiled and said: "The people of Nanshan Road are really big-hearted, they made us two old people wait for so long. If it weren't for your rough skin and old flesh, I should have thrown you into the pot right now.
Stew, kill and eat meat.”
The fat old man who called himself the smoke fisherman in the fog sea was still smiling and seemed not to mind at all that this man was late.
This Nanshan Dao disciple was only in the late stage of foundation building, but he didn't seem to take these two monsters who could speak human language into human form seriously.
"Hanshan Old Turtle, Fog Sea Smoker, you two old monsters had better not rely on your old age in front of me. You should know the temperament of my Taoist Master best." The Nanshan Taoist disciple's words were full of hostility, not even a trace of it.
of politeness.
The two demons Hanshan Old Turtle and Wuhai Diaoyanwei narrowed their eyes slightly at the same time, but they couldn't help but suppress the fire in their hearts when they thought of Nanshan Dao Qiu Nanshan's vindictive nature to protect his shortcomings.
They had just shed their animal skins and transformed into human bodies. Their cultivation was similar to that of human alchemy monks, and Qiu Nanshan was a great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage.
If the two of them offended a Taoist master like Qiu Nanshan, they would be afraid of not being able to find a place to bury their bodies. This was also the source of the arrogance and domineering nature of Nanshan Taoist disciples.
The fog fishing man laughed and said: "What this little friend said is really interesting. The monster beasts and savages in the Hundred Thousand Mountains have already started to lure the Shang army. I wonder how prepared the people on Nanshan Road are."
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The disciple of Nanshan Dao said: "A disciple of our Nanshan Dao was devoured alive by a wild man and monster not long ago. Do you two want to give me an explanation for this matter in Nanshan Dao first?"
Wuhai Diaoyan Weng and Hanshan Old Turtle were startled when they heard this. Then Wuhai Diaoyan Weng said: "This is also impossible. After all, the cooperation between us is a top-secret matter. It is impossible to make all the monsters and savages
Knowing this, I have to avoid the disciples of your sect, so some accidental injuries may be inevitable."
The Nanshan Dao disciple suddenly sneered and said: "What do you mean it is inevitable that I, the Nanshan Dao, will not care about you, but my disciples in the Dao must not die in vain."
The foggy fisherman and Hanshan Old Turtle looked at each other, and then Hanshan Old Turtle sneered and said, "Does that little friend want to pay for his life with his life?"
"A life for a life? Are those stupid, savage beasts and savages worthy of being compared with my Nanshan Dao disciples?"
The smoke fisherman in the foggy sea frowned and said, "What do you want, little friend?"
The Nanshan Taoist disciple said coldly: "My Taoist Master learned that the Foundation Establishment disciples were extremely sad when they were buried alive in the belly of beasts. I originally wanted to directly kill the group of monster beasts and savages, but at present, important matters are urgent, so I endured it. According to Taoist Master's wishes,
Killing for life is the geography of heaven, but one monster beast and savage can never offset the life of my Nanshan Dao disciples, so there are a thousand monster beasts and a thousand savages. As long as the head is not the torso, you have to wait within two days to raise it and temporarily provide it for me in Nanshan.
The Dao disciples will be buried with him, and we will tell you in detail about the death of my Nanshan Dao disciples after the great battle."
Wuhai Diaoyan Weng and Hanshan Old Turtle couldn't help but gasped in unison. They both said that Nanshan Taoist Master Qiu Nanshan was the most protective of shortcomings, and his temper was surly and unpredictable. Now it seems that Qiu Nanshan's temperament is still beyond the rumors, and he wants to ask for it when he opens his mouth.
The heads of two thousand monster beasts and savages were buried with a mere foundation-building disciple, and judging from what he said, they were just buried with him, and the disciple's life had to wait until after the war to settle the matter.
The smoke-fishing man in the fog sea frowned and was about to speak. The disciple of Nanshan Dao rushed to say: "If you are in trouble and can't find a way out, I, Nanshan Dao, will personally slaughter the tens of thousands of wild humans and monsters for burial. This time I will only ask for money."
Two thousand heads have been given by the Taoist Master outside the law."dd