On the other side, Siyu, who had been staying in the house without seeing anyone, finally walked out of Jianmang Tower and came to Wushan.
In the secluded place within the Wushan Mountains, the four victors were guided by several deacons and walked into the Ximen family's forbidden area together. The environment here was secluded and it was a paradise with birds singing and flowers fragrant.
There were originally five winners, but now there are only four ghosts who have left the Shengui style. But now that Siyu has been added, there are just five more people.
Under the guidance of the deacon, the five people walked into the forbidden area. Soon, a huge courtyard appeared in front of everyone. The four winners looked happy, and the little girl Yehuazi jumped into Siyu's body.
Next to him, he punched Siyu on the shoulder in an exaggerated manner, and said with a smile: "Hey, we are about to meet the three Tribulation Seniors, why don't you look happy at all?"
Siyu pretended to smile bitterly and said, "Haha, should I be happy?"
Xiao Nizi looked at Siyu thoughtfully, and suddenly said in a very serious tone: "Hey, tell me secretly, are you more powerful than the three Tribulation Seniors?"
Siyu laughed, "How is that possible? How can I be the opponent of the three Tribulation Seniors?"
Xiao Nizi puffed up her cheeks, poked Siyu's nose with her finger, and said angrily: "You lied. My master told me that day. She said your strength is definitely not weaker than the three Tribulation Seniors."
Suddenly, three hearty laughters suddenly came from the courtyard, "Haha, little girl, you are right. Not only is this kid not weaker than us, on the contrary, he is more powerful than us."
Ye Huazi was startled and jumped away from Siyu. At this time, the door of the small courtyard opened from the inside, and three seniors with immortal style walked out.
Seeing the three tribulation seniors appearing, everyone hurriedly bowed in fear. Siyu also made an elder salute. Although the masters in the world of cultivation are teachers, with Siyu's current cultivation level, he can completely ignore these customs.
However, out of politeness, Siyu still bowed to the three seniors without hesitation, but before he even bent down halfway, Siyu was helped up by a warm big hand, a golden-robed monk with a kind face.
He stared at Siyu intently, and for a long time he let out a smile of approval: "Young hero, there is no need to be polite. Well, you are much better than I thought."
"When Siyu pays homage to your seniors, you still need to pay attention to the etiquette. After all, you are the elder!"
The golden-robed divine monk looked at Siyu with satisfaction and praised: "So your name is Siyu. Ximen Chen has raised a good grandson. Haha, please allow us to excuse you. We three old guys will have a good time in a while."
Please give me some advice."
Siyu responded with a smile, and then the four victors were brought into the courtyard by the three Tribulation Seniors. Needless to say, they must be doing a routine thing - "teaching them experience."
Suddenly, all the people in the courtyard were gone. Siyu felt bored and walked around aimlessly. This was the heart of the family, and even he had never been there. This time he finally satisfied his curiosity, but he took a detour.
After walking around, Siyu found that, except for a few more beautiful plants, there was nothing worth novelizing here.
After walking around for a while, Siyu stopped in boredom. At this moment, Siyu discovered a stone table with a chessboard on it. Siyu recalled the scene of Ba Shi and the Jin brothers playing chess, and felt itchy for a moment.
Then he walked over.
There was already a half-completed game on the stone table. Siyu carefully watched the trend of the chess game, and soon found a chance of life from the intricate "star points".
He grabbed the chess pieces in the stone jar and dropped them into a "dead zone". Suddenly the chess game came back to life. Siyu got up, holding the black stones in his left hand and the white stones in his right hand, and the game started like this.
Time passed quietly while thinking, and the chess board was quickly filled up. The fight between the black and white sides entered a fierce battle. Both sides were fighting for a main line. As long as one side was slightly careless, everything would be lost. Siyu was still in the beginning.
He felt a little uncomfortable, but the more he played, the better he felt. As he played chess, ideas came to him like a fountain, and he played a dead game to his heart's content. But now, Siyu encountered a bottleneck again. The black and white sides fought in the middle, and there were three "
The "star point" has not fallen. Siyu knows that there is a "star point" that is the so-called fatal point. Whoever falls first will win... But, should White win? Or should Black win?
this is a problem.
"Have you encountered any problems?" Just when Siyu was confused, a soft voice came from behind.
Siyu didn't think much and replied: "I don't know which side should win!"
"The chessboard is also a battlefield. Since it is a battlefield, there must be winners and losers. Since you control the situation, you must have the awareness of life and death. Hesitation is not the way to solve the dilemma. You need a choice."
"How do I choose?"
"If you keep going, one side will always win. This is God's will. If you forcefully control the situation and let the other side win, this is man-made. The outcome of this war depends entirely on you. You have to follow 'God's will'."
We still have to fulfill the 'artificial' obligations."
Siyu suddenly realized and made a decision in his mind. He took out a black stone from the stone jar and landed it firmly on the dead spot. The chess game suddenly changed. An Oolong gathered his energy and concentrated his energy to dominate the entire chess game.
, it was a beautiful own goal. Siyu laughed, pointed at the chess game and said: "This is 'artificial'!"
There was a burst of applause from behind Siyu. Siyu was startled and quickly looked back. Only to find that at some point, three Tribulation Seniors had already stood behind him.
Siyu stood up quickly and greeted the three seniors: "I was so absorbed in my thoughts that I didn't realize that the three seniors were approaching. I really deserve to die."
The golden-robed divine monk looked at Siyu, with a glimmer of approval in his eyes. A middle-aged man in green clothes next to the divine monk smiled and said: "You must be that Siyu, I heard from Jin Yu, you are really very good."
He understands etiquette, his cultivation is unfathomable, and he is humble and not arrogant. He is young and promising. Your grandfather is blessed to have such a good grandson like you."
Siyu shouted that he didn't dare. Siyu knew the middle-aged scholar who spoke. He was the Shura scholar who was one of the three prodigies along with his grandfather. He was also the head of the Xuanqing Sect in the previous term. The golden-robed divine monk was also the leader of the Xuanqing Sect.
One of the three great prodigies, his name is: Monk Jinyu, and he was the last abbot of Wanyin Temple. As for the last one who didn't speak, he should be the senior casual cultivator.
Siyu carefully made a junior salute to the three seniors and said, "Young man Ximen Siyu, I have met the three seniors."
"Okay, okay, you don't need to do this with us. The three of us are old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years. We don't care about these customs for a long time. My name is Shura Scholar, you can just call me Shura.
Your grandfather and I were close friends back then."
The golden-robed divine monk also smiled at this time and said: "Yes, your grandfather and we were close friends back then. My Dharma name is Jin Yu, and you can also call me by my Dharma name."
The last casual cultivator also spoke: "Hello, Young Master Siyu, my name is Yunxiao Sanjun. I am a man from the mountains who has never been born in the world. You can just call me Yunxiao."
Siyu returned the greetings to the three seniors one by one, but his face was not as cheerful and pretentious as the others. After the three introduced, they chatted about some topics casually. The three of them did not have the airs of the seniors at all, but they were similar to Siyu.
The relationship between Yu and Yu has become much closer.
At this time, Jin Yu turned his attention to the chess game played by Si Yu, and immediately praised: "I originally thought that Young Master Si Yu had superb skills and outstanding cultivation, but I didn't expect that he also has a lot of research on the art of chess."
In front of three mature people, Siyu did not dare to be presumptuous, and quickly said with a smile: "Senior, I was joking. I feel ashamed to say it. In fact, this is my first time playing chess. I was just bored, and I happened to see an endgame here.
, I came here to play when my hands were itchy. I didn’t play well, but it made the three seniors laugh."
The Shura scholars and others came forward one after another and watched the chess game carefully. The three of them had lived for hundreds of years. Even if their chess skills were poor, they were still much better than those so-called masters of the chessboard. With that,
The three of them watched deeply and suddenly realized the specialness of Siyu's flag. At that moment, Scholar Shura commented: "This endgame was left over from Jinyu and I playing chess when we were bored. Halfway through the game, the chess game became a dead end."
I didn't expect you to come alive from this inconspicuous little place. The development of the situation after that was compact and rigorous, with unique ideas. It was in a league of its own. The last one was the finishing touch. If nothing else,
The chess game you played today is enough to rank among the masters of the chessboard."
Next, the three of them expressed their opinions, and the many words of praise made Siyu's face turn red.
After finishing the chess game and all the words, the three of them looked at each other, stumbling and said to Siyu: "This... Young Master Siyu, in fact, we all saw the competition you had on the top of Junshan Mountain that day.
The three of us asked ourselves that we couldn't be as relaxed and free as Young Master Siyu. Although we were confused and didn't know how Young Master Siyu could cultivate to such an extent in such a short period of time, there was no doubt that Young Master Siyu
Xia's cultivation level has far surpassed that of the three of us. If we talk about a one-on-one duel, none of the three of us can be your opponent, so the three of us want to..."
Seeing the three people acting like this, Siyu immediately had an answer in his heart. At that moment, Siyu didn't elaborate, but just winked at the three seniors and said: "Seniors, this is not the place to talk. Do you think we are
Let’s find a quiet place first.”
The three old guys immediately smiled warmly and affectionately introduced Siyu into the small courtyard prepared for them by the Ximen family.
Deep in the courtyard, three Tribulation Seniors were sitting cross-legged, while Siyu was dragged by the three of them to the upper seat.
After taking a sip of tea, Siyu looked at the three seniors with expectant faces and said: "Three seniors, I know what you mean. Two of the three seniors here were close friends with my grandfather in the past. Just by virtue of
With this relationship, I will do my best to help the three of them overcome the tribulation. To be honest with the three seniors... In fact, my current cultivation level has reached the late stage of Mahayana, and I passed this tribulation two months ago."
Hearing Siyu's personal admission, although the three old guys showed a little bit of surprise, they controlled it very well and were not as frightened as the others. However, the eyes of the three of them invariably lit up with doubts.
Light comes.
"Young Master Siyu, please allow us to ask an exaggerated question, have you really reached the late stage of Mahayana? We don't want to doubt you, it's just that you are too young. We old guys who have been practicing hard for more than a hundred years have tried our best to
, you have just barely reached the stage of transcending tribulation, but young hero, you are so young, but you have already reached a state that is beyond our reach. This... is really a bit unreasonable!"
Siyu stood up, clasped his fists at the three seniors and said, "I'm offended." Siyu looked relaxed. Suddenly, he raised his sleeves, and an invisible aura emanated from Siyu's body. The three old guys
Their expressions suddenly changed, and bead-sized beads of sweat immediately squeezed out from their foreheads. You can imagine how much pressure the three of them were under at this moment.
Seeing the embarrassment of the three of them, Siyu inadvertently showed a smile. He waved his sleeves and the invisible pressure in the air disappeared immediately. He sat back on the chair. Siyu once again cupped his fists and said with a smile: "I was so offended just now.
Please also ask the three seniors to make more."
When the three old guys looked at Siyu again, there was already a feeling of admiration in their eyes. Scholar Shura swallowed a sip of phlegm and exclaimed in disbelief: "Young Master Siyu is indeed... really powerful. Such momentum is really impressive.
I feel scared!”
Siyu said nonchalantly: "Actually, there's nothing surprising. I encountered some strange encounters, so my cultivation level improved so quickly."
Seeing that Siyu spoke so vaguely, even if the three seniors were curious, they could not save the dignity to ask further questions. Monk Jinyu coughed lightly at this time, attracting everyone's attention, and said to Siyu with a smile:
"Young Master Siyu, since you just survived the Heavenly Tribulation two months ago, you must still be fresh in your memory of the power of the Heavenly Tribulation. Although we old guys have read some past records, the concept of talking on paper is vague after all.
I wonder if Young Hero can... give us some more detailed instructions?"
Siyu replied warmly: "No problem."
After clearing his thoughts, Siyu began to talk: "This heavenly tribulation is divided into sixteen tribulation thunders. The first five tribulation thunders are slightly weaker, roughly equivalent to the attacks in the early stages of the tribulation. Starting from the sixth tribulation,
The power of the thunder will begin to superimpose, and the time between falling thunders will also be shortened. When the thunder reaches the fifteenth, the power of the thunder will reach its peak. This thunder is also called the disaster of death, and its power is extremely powerful.
It was several times larger than before. When I first transcended the tribulation, I almost fell on this tribulation thunder... The first fifteen tribulation thunders were all a test of the strength of those who had overcome the tribulation, but the sixteenth tribulation thunder was...
A test for the psychology of those who overcome the tribulation, commonly known as the tribulation of the soul. I think the soul cultivation of the three seniors must pass the test. This sixteenth tribulation thunder is not something to be afraid of. I am afraid that the only one that poses a threat is the most powerful one.
The fifteenth tribulation thunder, no matter what, we must survive it."
The three tribulation transcenders nodded silently. There was not much difference between Siyu's words and the records. However, everyone still felt a hint of threat from Siyu's words, especially the catastrophe of death.
"Then I would like to ask Young Master Siyu, if we want to survive the disaster of death safely, what should we do?" Jin Yu asked humbly.
Siyu smiled and said: "The three seniors can just call me by my name from now on, and never mention the word young hero again... Well, as for getting through the disaster of death safely, there is no other way but to resist forcefully.
Method. But if you can leave more strength in the tribulation ahead, then the success rate of overcoming the tribulation of death should be higher."
When the three of them heard that there was hope, they quickly gathered around Siyu and asked anxiously: "Young Master Siyu...please ask brother Siyu for advice!"
Taking a sip of tea, Siyu moistened her throat and said: "If you want to stay a little more strong in the thunderstorm ahead, I will give you a suggestion... a defensive magic weapon!"
"Defense magic weapon!" The three people's eyes lit up and they said in unison: "We have prepared this."
Siyu was not polite and said hurriedly: "Take it out and show it to me first."
The three of them did not hesitate and summoned their own defensive magic weapons:
What Monk Jinyu took out was a purple-gold alms bowl inlaid with Sanskrit characters. When enlarged, it could cover Jinyu's body. However, in everyone's shocked eyes, the purple-gold alms bowl was dented by Siyu's punch. Siyu curled his mouth and thought
He said rudely: "No, no, this magic weapon is not good enough."
While talking, Siyu walked up to Yunxiao Sanjun again. He only had a flying sword and a set of protective armor. Similarly, Siyu directly held the edge of the flying sword with one hand. With a little force, Yunxiao Sanjun's flying sword
The sword had been curled, and the armor was even worse. Siyu crushed the armor's shoulder pads with just one finger tip.
Shura scholar's magic weapon is very strange. It is a group of beetles covered with hard armor. Although there are many beetles, Siyu can catch one beetle with one palm. Looking at the pieces of meat flying in the sky, Siyu shakes his head.
, said to the three of them: "No, no, such magic weapons are of no use at all. To put it bluntly, they are all rubbish in the face of the catastrophe."
The three seniors did not blame Siyu, but just smiled bitterly and said: "Then what should we do?"