Jiuzun asked

"Fate... Is it a chance or a curse."

The alcoholic's old eyes were full of dismay, and he took a sip of strong wine. For the first time, he felt that the strong wine was too spicy, and the root of his tongue was numb, and he couldn't straighten up, let alone bend down.

"How many people have you surpassed by cultivating Dao as a Da Luo Jinxian?" Qing Jiu looked at the crazy alcoholic and said words of comfort.

The drunkard hangs the gourd of raising sword upside down on his waist, and does not look at the gourd full of strong wine. Along the skirt of his clothes, the wine flows to the ground like bitter water.

In a flash, Xiao Wenwen slapped the alcoholic with his palm, onto the Jiuying Sword Sect, and he fell to the gate of the Sword Sect, muttering: "I won't practice swords anymore."

Jiuying looked at his senior brother, but he didn't see Xiao Wenwen. He only saw the drunkard holding the Three Idiot Sword and inserting it into the door plaque of Jiuying Sword Sect.

"Senior brother... Junior sister...."

The drunkard smiled and said, lying on the ground sprawled on the ground, pointed to the sky, and said, "It's there."

Jiuying thought that Shang Conghan was "dead", so his face sank, he helped the alcoholic and said, "The death of junior sister...is also for us."

"She's not dead... She's... Married to the old leader of the altar."

After the alcoholic said, he closed his eyes and fell down, sleeping soundly in Jiuying's arms. Jiuying supported the alcoholic's thin body, but his heart relaxed.

Jiuying doesn't know what the word "love" is, but he knows that the word "love" is the most murderous.

Since she was a child, she has been cultivating Taoism with alcoholics, and if she invites her, it will be a brother and sister relationship, or a relationship of life and death.

She doesn't know the pain of breaking up, nor does she know the feeling of being robbed of the one she loves.

She saw that the sky was clear, like the sky of mortals, she looked at the alcoholic, and carried him back to the sect step by step, whispering: "You are the best lover in the world."

···

Xiao Wenwen walked towards the Zhenjian Cliff step by step, Yu Yao and the disciples guarding the city looked at the ghost valley bell on the city, and they all turned into powder.

"You are a demon saint...why don't you see the demon saint under the cliff?" Xiao Wen asked quietly.

He seemed to have eyes that could see through the world, and Yu Yao looked uncomfortable, as if she looked like a naked person in his eyes.

Yu Yao shook off the thoughts in her head and was about to speak when she saw Xiao Wendao jumped off the Pillow Sword Mountain, and she murmured: "Yao... also has a family."

For a while, the wind and snow on Zhenjian Mountain stopped, and Yu Yao saw a shadow, heading towards Zhenjian Cliff.

Yu Yao looked at a white shadow that disappeared in front of her eyes, as if she saw a ghost, with her cultivation level, absolutely no one could slip past her eyelids.

A shadow enveloped Yu Yao, but when he looked back, no one could be seen.

···

"It's you."

The fox girl seen on the plank road in Shushan looked at Xiao Wendao's figure, she was dumbfounded, then covered her forehead with a veiled hat, and headed towards Shiwan Dashan.

"gentlemen."

Yueguan looked at the figure of the fox girl, cupped her hands and said, "This girl... should be going to Qingqiu Mountain."

He saw the body of a fox girl, and asked Xiao, but what he gave was the gift of master and apprentice, and he said "Sir" respectfully, which can be called humility.

"You are named Yueguan, and you are the blood of the emperor, so you want to play the emperor's tricks in front of me." Xiao asked calmly, watching his temples sweating.

"After watching this game of chess, I will ask you again, sir."

There are not many prohibitions in the Sheng world. Although this world is in the fairy world, it is like a mortal world. There are [-] temples and millions of demon saints.

Xiao Wenwen and Yueguan Yukong were in Shengjie, looking at Shengjie, one city is one country, and one mountain has ten sects.

Today, sit the emperor of the temple.

Tomorrow, he will be a prisoner.

There is more than one random word in Shengjie.

But it's also Sanxian and Moxiu's favorite place, without him, the whole world can't do it.

No one sets the rules, and no one sets the radius.

No wonder, Tenglou ordered people to guard Pillow Sword City, this is the root of the curse of the Sheng world.

Porcelain Mountain, in Chu State in Shengjie, is also in the world of Yueguan.

A black python, with a golden copper coin pattern on his body, with a big head sticking out, looking at Yueguan and Xiao Wenwen swayingly, his whole body is entangled on the porcelain mountain.

Above the Porcelain Mountain, hangs a chessboard with a size of one hundred feet, with one person sitting on each side of the chessboard.

Dressed in plain clothes, in black.

Dressed in black ink, holding white.

Both of them looked like old men, but the words embroidered on the Taoist robes on their chests were different.

On the Taoist robe of the old man in white, the word "Confucianism" was embroidered, and there was a dark cloud behind him.

The word "Tao" is embroidered on the Taoist robe of the old Taoist in ink, but there is a white cloud behind him.

There is a clear distinction between black and white.

Pinch the cloud as a child, and play chess without regret.

And under the chessboard, there are also sword shadows on the battlefield, where swords and soldiers meet.

Xiao Wenwen looked at the chess pieces on the chessboard and knew in his heart that this was a "battle of national fate".

It is also a dispute between Confucianism and Taoism.

Confucianism and Taoism stick to it, give up a son, and get the way of a gentleman.

Taoism cultivates one's morality, obtains one spirit, and sacrifices the techniques of other schools of thought.

On the chessboard, the fighting was like a battlefield, and the people of the two countries under the chessboard were also killed and injured countless times.

This game of chess lasted for seven days.

The fate of the country also wanders on this chessboard.

"Sir... have you seen the outcome?" Yueguan called out, but never looked at the chessboard.

And the territory of Wei State under his feet, the soldiers who fought to the death, turned into scorched earth, and his way is also on this chessboard.

On the chessboard, the Prime Minister of Confucianism who governs the world seems to have lost the Taoist son-in-law, but in the national fortune of a country, it is the number of life and death.

"Mr. Zhong."

A chess player trained in Confucianism, with dim eyes, lowered his head in front of Yueguan.

"The name Zhongjun... is also in the past."

That Taoist chess player was full of arrogance, looking at the battlefield under the sky, full of arrogance.

"Sir... how to turn defeat into victory."

Yueguan's pale face looked at Xiao Wenwen, he wandered around the world of fortune, originally just to seek a chance of life.

With the strength of Wei State, the outcome is actually decided.

Xiao Wenwen looked at the pieces on the chessboard, and said in a low voice, "There are only two strategies."

Yueguan listened, and gave his disciples a gift, and said in a low voice, "how about it."

"First, defeat the weak first, and then fight the strong ones. Those who can't stand up or down are nothing. It's a bad strategy to fight from a distance and attack from a short distance." Xiao Wenwen finished speaking and settled down.

This one turned the Confucian sunspots from defeat into victory, but won three quarters of them, which is not considered a big victory.

Yueguan saw Xiao Wenwen's divine hand, and thought to himself, isn't this a good strategy.

"The second thing...is simple."

Xiao Wenwen stretched out his sleeves and turned all the chess pieces on the chessboard into black pieces, and the power of the world is also the same.

Ben was the winner of the chess game. Looking at the changes on the chessboard, he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"This hand...is called the winner and loser."

This is Xiao Wenwen's level of cultivation, in order to change the fate of the country and cover the world with one hand.

"Sir... I only ask for one thing." Yue Guan knelt down and bowed.

"What's the matter."

"The world is one, but there is a magic trick."

"Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and all things are dogs."

Yueguan listened to Xiao Wenwen's words, knelt down for a long time, looked at the troubled times in the world, helped the Taoist chess player up, and said softly: "Sir...you can teach me the Taoism."

This game of chess also made Xiao Wendao realize the way of heaven.