Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 968

"arrive."

I don't know how many steps I climbed, but the little monk Chang Xiao finally stopped.

The crowd looked up.

A stone platform covered by a vigorous ancient pine appeared in everyone's sight.

Looking from the bottom, the stone platform looks like a pair of hands reaching out from the cliff, holding up the vigorous ancient pine.

Obviously, this should be the endgame of the first game of heaven.

"Ding!……"

The metal trembling sound of the copper bowl being knocked, resounded from the stone platform, which made all the chess players who had just arrived here tremble.

This sound seemed to be a welcome to them, but also a warning to them, and more like a report to an invisible figure.

It seems to be saying: They are coming.

Immediately, everyone followed the little monk, stepped on the suspended stairs one by one, and went up to the stone platform.

Unlike when looking down from below, this stone platform is very spacious, and the ancient pine tree is also very large, with strong branches, which almost completely cover the sky above everyone's heads, and the sunlight can only fall from the gaps in the branches.

On the stone platform, a monk sat on the ground against the cliff, holding a string of rosary beads in his hand, closing his eyes, and chanting scriptures in a low voice.

Obviously, he was the one who knocked on the copper bowl just now.

The young monk seemed unwilling to interrupt the monk's chanting, and just stood aside with his hands clasped together without saying a word.

Seeing this, all the chess masters also stood quietly aside without saying a word, they just rolled their eyes one by one, and began to look at the monk carefully.

The monk's eyelids were sunken, his cheeks sunken, and his whole body was as thin as a skin wrapped around a skeleton, which made the gorgeous cassock look extremely unfit.

Sitting under him was a washed futon that was somewhat whitish. There was a small desk in front of him. On the left side of the desk was a volume of scriptures, on the right was a vajra, and in the middle was a copper bowl. Thirteen sticks of incense were burning in the copper bowl.

And further forward, there are 13 yuan chessboards in turn.

Perhaps because of the age, the stone chessboard is already covered with moss and vines, and the surface of the chessboard is covered with pine needles. If you don't look carefully, it is difficult to find that it is actually a chessboard.

As the line of sight goes up the mountain, there are stone steps inlaid in the cliff, and there is no doubt that above these stone steps, there will be
"Ding!……"

Another crisp copper bowl knocking sounded.

This sound directly drew everyone's attention back, and fell on the skinny monk again.

"Amitabha……"

The skinny monk clasped his palms together and opened his empty eyelids.

Although there was nothing in the monk's eyes, the chess masters standing in front of him felt a kind of uneasiness that the secrets in their hearts were being seen through, and they all began to frown.

But Xu Youyou was extremely calm, and she clasped her palms together in a decent manner, and smiled at the monk.

The skinny monk seemed to "see" this smile, and also casually nodded at Xu Youyou.

"Brother Changshou, these are all the chess masters who came to watch this time."

At this time, the little monk Chang Le spoke.

"Thank you, Junior Brother."

Chang Shou nodded, his voice was particularly old and hoarse, and the speed of his speech was more like stirring paste.

"Everyone, please sit down. The chessboard is right in front of you. Sit down as you like."

Monk Changshou raised his hand as a gesture of invitation.

"Thank you Master."

"Thank you Monk."

……

While thanking everyone, they chose a chessboard and sat down.

Xu Youyou and Dongfang Yu chose the adjacent chessboard, and when they sat down, they looked at each other and smiled, and then they both looked at the chessboard in front of them seriously.

"Everyone can watch the chess first, and don't rush to put the words."

At this time, the Changshou monk spoke again. While speaking, he stretched out his hand and flicked the air lightly.

With just one flick, the fallen leaves and weeds on everyone's chessboard were swept away.

But to everyone's surprise, there were no chess pieces on the chessboard.

"Why are there no chess pieces?"

Hong Guang Sha Zan Hongwen couldn't help asking.

"Clap!"

But just as he finished speaking, a sunspot seemed to be born out of thin air, and landed on the star position in the upper right corner of his chessboard.

Not only him, but also a sunspot appeared on other people's chessboard.

"This game of chess is complicated, I will review it for you first."

"Clap!"

Monk Changshou's voice sounded again, and at the same time as his voice sounded, a white piece landed on the small star in the lower right corner of the chessboard.

"Since that's the case, why don't we just go up and down on the chessboard."

It was Cang Yunzong Yan Yu who suddenly spoke.

In fact, her words expressed the aspirations of many chess masters present.

In their view, it is better to open another game of chess to have a better chance of winning than to continue to play on the previous endgame.

"If after watching this endgame, you still have such thoughts, the poor monk can reopen the chess game with you."

Monk Changshou answered calmly, as if he had expected that these people would ask half of it.

While he was talking to his colleague, another black gas "clicked" and landed on the small eye in the lower left corner of the chessboard.

Everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and finally chose to watch the endgame.

"In this game, the Dao of Heaven is black, and the monks of the ten states are white."

"Clap."

While talking, Monk Changshou continued to settle.

Amidst the silence, black and white chess pieces with a sense of antiquity appeared on the chessboard and fell quietly in the criss-crossing chess pieces.

I don't know if it's an illusion.

Xu Youyou only felt that every chess piece on the chessboard, even if it was the same color, looked similar at first glance, but they were quite different upon closer inspection. Even the scratches on the chess pieces had subtle meanings secretly. Like the texture of the palm of a person.

But soon, her attention was attracted by the gradually complicated chess game.

In this chess game, the first few moves were all fixed moves, and there was nothing special about them.

This made everyone, including Xu Youyou, question the endgame of Heavenly Dao.

But from the point where white's sixteenth move faces black's spire in the lower right corner, and the next tiger is picked up, the game suddenly becomes dangerous.

Although the monks were calm on the surface, they couldn't help applauding the move of the monks in the world.

But immediately after Heiqi's nineteen-hand strike, he poured cold water on everyone's heads.

From here on, every subsequent move turned into a brutal fight between black and white chess pieces.

As the chess game deepened, everyone felt as if they were on a killing battlefield.

And this killing battlefield, although extremely violent and ferocious, makes people intoxicated in horror, as if admiring a perfect and incomparable picture scroll drawn with blood, in this picture scroll, Even killing has become a way of existence of beauty.

In this game of chess, White has been obviously at a disadvantage all the time, but every time the situation is exhausted, an astonishing move will appear.

Obviously, this is a new monk joining the chess game.

And it was one after another human monks who stepped forward and succeeded in turning the tide at the critical moment, making this game of chess truly become an existence beyond the human world.

And as Monk Chang Le landed on the last black piece and pushed the white piece into a desperate situation again, all the chess masters in front of the chessboard were shocked by the game in front of them and lost their voice for a long time.

At this moment, they finally understood the reason why those countless ancestors did not start another game, but chose to continue to complete this game.

Because apart from gathering the strength of ancient and modern human chess masters, there is no second possibility to complete this perfect chess game together with the Dao of Heaven.

After watching this game of chess, the word "eternal" appeared in the minds of many chess masters.

For monks, immortality is eternity.

For chess masters, eternity is an irreplaceable move on the chessboard.

In the endless river of time, on a chessboard that criss-crosses like stars in the sky, the word eternity is almost equivalent to a lie.

But after watching this game of chess.

They discovered that every piece that falls on the chessboard will represent eternity.

They can even believe that even if time passes and the galaxy collapses, this game of chess will remain in this world forever.

May I ask, which chess master in this world can refuse such a perfect game of chess?
At this moment, including that Cang Yunzong Yan Yu, they have completely suppressed the idea of ​​starting another round in their hearts.

They even start to feel ashamed and ashamed for having that thought before.

(End of this chapter)