The strongest Taoist priest: the beginning is a fairy

Chapter 178, Time

Duan Hongye was very angry.

I was very angry with this Taoist who broke in suddenly from nowhere.

who is he?
How the hell did it get in?
This is not important anymore, the important thing is that the Taoist didn't look at him at all, but looked to his side.

In his eyes, Duan Hongye was nowhere to be seen.

For the first time in so many years.

Damn, hateful, hateful.

I am the prince of Beiyang, how dare you ignore me like this?

No matter whether it is Duan Hongye who is one of the "Four Young Masters", or Duan Hongye who is setting up a game in this phantom chessboard, no one has ever dared to ignore him so much.

He enjoyed the fear, curiosity, and admiration of people who met him for the first time.

However, the Taoist could only ignore
A deeper disregard than contempt.

who do you think You Are?
At this time, Duan Hongye pondered.

"Boy, how did you get in?"

For Duan Hongye's inquiry, Li Wei did not answer, but said instead.

"How about the poor way to play for him?"

"Are you willing to pay the price for him?" Duan Hongye narrowed his eyes and sneered in his heart.

At this time, Li Wei said lightly.

"What do you want?"

"I want."

Duan Hongye wanted to say that he wanted everything.

But a sudden fear rose in his heart, and he suddenly had an intuition.

If, if I say that I want everything from him, I guess there will be no next time
The Taoist seemed to have seen what Duan Hongye was thinking, and stared at him with a half-smile.

Interested, condescending attitude.

This attitude almost made Duan Hongye lose his mind.

Suppressing the feeling of discomfort, he said.

"I want you to worship me and be convinced."

Li Wei understood that he wanted to kneel down and worship him.

"Okay, that's all." Li Wei said lightly: "But if Pindao wins, what should you do?"

"what do you want?"

"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, let everything return to order."

Duan Hongye was stunned for a moment, then said after a moment of silence.

"it is good."

"let's start."

The chessboard began to be rearranged, and the seats became Li Wei and Duan Hongye.

A very old man.

A very young Taoist.

It seems that the world has quieted down and turned into a foil for the chess game.

"So far, no one can beat me in this chess game." Duan Hongye adjusted his mentality at this time, and returned to the smiling face before.

Let this Taoist go crazy, sometimes he cries.

"How many people's longevity and luck have you taken away, but it's still the same as it is now."

Li Wei looked at the incantation on Duan Hongye's face that could kill flies and smiled.

"Taking away the lifespan of the body cannot delay the aging and decay of your soul. Even if your body can rely on plundering the vitality of others, it still cannot stop corruption. Don't you understand?"

Duan Hongye seemed to have been stabbed to the point of pain, the wrinkles on his face were a little more, and his expression was a little grim.

Yes, he has never been defeated, and every time he can rob the opponent of a lot of vitality and luck.

But in Duan Hongye's body, it only delayed his aging a little bit.

Obviously, he took all these life force according to the order, why did it become like this
"Ignorant kid, I'm still talking hard, I'll let you know how powerful I am, old man."

At this time, light bloomed on the stone chessboard.

On behalf of the contract has been completed.

Li Wei thought about this stone chessboard, which is the ancient relic.

Spiritual objects of the Yao and Shun era.

At the moment when the chessboard spiritual contract was opened, Li Wei suddenly realized why the old man was able to win against the stronger young man.

In fact, there is a misunderstanding here.

Modern Go, and Go at that time.

Modern Go is based on competitive calculations, and there is a time limit for calculating steps in a unit of time.

In ancient Go, there were not so many rules.

Immortal Tianyuan has one eye, one step, one eye, and there are many legends about hundreds of years and thousands of years.

Here, when playing chess with Duan Hongye, the competition is not computing power, but endurance.

In this infinitely extended chess game, who can endure loneliness.

Whoever wins.

Most of the opponents he found before were poor young people. They came here for 'gambling', and their moods were naturally impetuous. rush.

Duan Hongye took advantage of this.
But at this time, Duan Hongye smiled with his eyes narrowed.

You yellow-mouthed kid, the old man has lived for more than 150 years.

You have eaten more salt than you have traveled.

Afraid you won't succeed?

As long as you are a person of this era and have concerns, it is absolutely impossible to be patient and play chess here.

Let's play slowly.

An hour passed, and Duan Hongye felt that the little Taoist priest in front of him had some skills.

Two hours have passed.

Three hours
One day passed, two days passed, three days passed.

Duan Hongye stared at the Taoist in front of him, the expression on his face gradually became serious.

Three days passed, the Taoist didn't take a look, he just held the chess piece in his hand, and he was content with not dropping the chess piece.

"Why, haven't you figured out how to play yet?" Duan Hongye said calmly.

Li Wei was playing with the chess pieces in his hands, and said with a half smile.

"Such a short time, can't you let Pindao think more about it?"

"Such a short time? Hahaha, think about it, think about it slowly."

Seven days, ten days.

The years are passing by gradually, so lonely, most people must go crazy.

In other words, he has already gone crazy.

After getting this chessboard, it was the first time for Duan Hongye to see it and think about it for so long.

Gradually, Duan Hongye also became impatient.
At the same time, he was a little flustered.

Why is this yellow-mouthed kid so determined?

How could he be so determined.

"Are you in a hurry?"

"Nonsense, why should I be in a hurry." Duan Hongye said a little annoyed, "You should be the one who should be in a hurry."

"Why do you need to worry about the poor way? You think about the outside world, but here, training your heart and playing chess is also a practice for the poor way. Why should you be anxious?"

Li Wei said lightly.

Under Duan Hongye's astonished gaze, the mana in his hand turned into black mist, which surrounded the surroundings and floated in mid-air. At the same time, Li Wei secretly catalyzed Qingzu's feathers, and his breath leaped out.

Also, that wild, ancient breath.

Duan Hongye was too familiar with the aura that seemed to come from the ancient times.

This precious chessboard that can plunder the lives of others also exudes a similar aura.

The young Taoist in front of him seems to have been forged by legends and time.

"A son of Tianyuan, a floating life for a hundred years."

"For Pindao, it's nothing more than the difference between awakening from a big dream and waking up from a big dream."

"Fusheng. Fusheng is a son of a hundred years?"

Duan Hongye's mood jumped.

He wants life span and vitality, but what he wants is to take this vitality and go to the world outside, not facing this chessboard, which is no different from going to jail, or an endless cage of time.

The cold sweat flowed wildly, making his already old face even more wrinkled.

(End of this chapter)