Longevity, starting from raising chickens

"It's that guy from before... isn't he already dead?!"

Seeing the burly figure walking out of the pavilion, the monks behind Wang Ba were so shocked that their hair stood on end!
I just felt my head go blank all of a sudden!

Even some timid monks had instinctively fled.

However, only Wang Ba and a few other monks, though trembling in their hearts, still managed to concentrate and soon noticed something unusual:

"That's not right... He doesn't seem to have seen us!"

The big man ran happily into the mist and soon disappeared.

During the whole process, he turned a blind eye to the people right under his nose.

Yu Wuhen, who was beside Wang Ba, suddenly reacted and said in surprise:

“It’s an afterimage!”

Wang Ba slowly withdrew his gaze from the big man named 'Da Huang' and nodded slightly, confirming Yu Wuhen's guess:

"The rules here are unique. It seems that a scene that happened here in the past is preserved... Let's go and take a look."

He has always been cautious, but in this seemingly extremely dangerous place, he has always been walking in the front. While speaking, he has already taken a step and walked carefully towards the pavilion.

Some of the monks behind him who were originally very brave began to hesitate.

However, seeing that Wang Ba and the people following Wang Ba had also walked over, he immediately quickened his pace to catch up.

They were not far from the pavilion. Wang Ba only walked about ten steps before he finally saw the figure in the pavilion.

The light mist was vague, and the figure in the pavilion was looming.

Because of the angle, he only saw the back of a man in a white robe, sitting on a stone bench with his back to him.

Although he knew that the person in the pavilion was no longer there and that this place was just a residual image, Wang Ba still couldn't help but feel a rare sense of nervousness.

If he guessed correctly, the two people playing chess in the pavilion were immortals!
My heart couldn't help but beat faster.

But then I heard the chess pieces falling on the chessboard, making crisp "pa" and "pa" sounds.

The voices of the two people talking just now were heard again, but they were clearer:

"...I feel that what Brother Lu just said is not entirely true. Even if human power is exhausted, there will always be omissions, just like there are always exceptions in worldly affairs. For example, in Buddhism, looking at the Buddhist scriptures and annotations left by the Buddhas of all generations, they all follow the rules and are nothing more than this. However, I feel that there should be other wonderful methods besides Buddhism..."

'Snapped'.

One child fell.

"Haha, there are thousands of ways in the world, who can say it's right and who can say it's wrong? Brother Ti Bo created a new Buddhist law and was banished to the lower world. He has great fortune and great vows. I am far inferior to him, so I dare not comment. I just hope that this trip will be successful and return to the 'Chen Palace'... Haha, let's just talk about this situation today and not talk about anything else."

There was a slight silence in the pavilion, and then the voice from before slowly rang out, but there was no disappointment or other emotions in it:
"Haha, yes, I remembered something, so I was a little reckless... But as long as the black and white pieces are on this chessboard, they will always meet. Either the black piece eats the white piece, or the white piece eats the black piece. Even if you and I can't bear it, we still have to make a move when the time comes."

Snapped!
The chess piece falls on the board.

Then, the fingers gently pick up the chess pieces one by one and put them into the chess box (pronounced the same as "si"), where they collide and produce a rattling sound.

Wang Ba stood outside the pavilion. Even though he did not see the scene clearly, all the sounds had already constructed a corresponding scene in his mind.

He finally couldn't help it and took two more steps towards the pavilion, adjusting the angle and looking directly into the pavilion.

At this moment, he finally saw the scene in the pavilion clearly.

A large monk in yellow clothes with his chest and abdomen exposed and his face full and broad was resting his chin on the stone table with one hand in a very ungraceful manner, while with the other hand he was holding a black dot, rubbing it gently and unconsciously.

On the opposite side, there was a middle-aged monk in a white robe with black hair, a sharp profile, and a handsome appearance like a banished immortal. He was holding a white piece in his hand and staring at the stone table in front of him with a frown.

"Tiber... is this the great monk?"

"So, this immortal named Lu is the owner of this Lu Garden?"

Wang Ba’s mind raced.

Then he subconsciously looked at the chessboard between the two of them.

However, when he saw this, he was suddenly stunned.

Where is the chessboard on the stone table?
There are stars dotted on it, and the Tao is flowing, which is clearly the boundary sea that contains many realms!
He couldn't help but look at what the two men were holding, and was shocked to find that those were not chess pieces at all, but clearly their own domains!
But in the hands of the two, they are just like chess pieces.

Use the boundary sea as the chessboard and the boundary areas as the chess pieces!
Could an immortal... have such a terrifying method? !
Wang Ba was shocked!

He had no idea how powerful the immortals were, but he had a vague feeling that the immortal Ti Bo and the immortal named Lu in front of him were definitely not simple figures among the immortals.

But at this moment, a question arose in his mind.

What exactly happened that required the two immortals to come down from the Second Sea in person?

And if his guess was correct, these two immortals were the ones who fought against each other and eventually led to the formation of the Sea of ​​Chaos.

But what could have happened that could make the two of them not hesitate to end up with one being injured and the other dying?

It even led to the destruction of countless realms, eventually forming this sea of ​​chaos that was like a prison, and the immortal land they had encountered before?

This question lingered in his mind, causing him to prick up his ears subconsciously.

The middle-aged man in white robe frowned, looking at the chessboard in front of him, as if he had encountered some difficult problem and was hesitant.

The yellow-robed monk on the opposite side did not urge him. He fiddled with the chess pieces with one hand and whispered:

"Brother Lu, there is no need to rush to solve this game. I am not trying to win, I am just trying to hone my skills."

The middle-aged man in the white robe changed his previous modesty and smiled calmly:
"Brother Tibo just said that, once black and white pieces enter the game, they have no control over themselves. Either the black piece eats the white piece, or the white piece eats the black piece. The black piece does not want to win, but has to win. The white piece does not want to get involved, but has to win... Then we can only see who is more skilled."

The yellow-robed monk shook his head slightly:
"I'm afraid Baizi's chances of winning today are not high."

The middle-aged man in white robe said calmly:

"Then there is no need to rush... For you and me, thousands of years are but a moment. There will be a time to make and take the pieces."

The yellow-robed monk was silent for a moment, then asked:

"Then where should Brother Lu's son end up?"

The middle-aged man in white robe was silent.

Wang Ba, who was standing outside the pavilion, couldn't help but subconsciously stare at the middle-aged man in white robe. He had a vague feeling that he might be about to hear a huge secret.

However, as he looked in astonishment, the middle-aged man in white robe slowly turned his head.

Revealing an extremely handsome face.

But at this moment, Wang Ba felt his whole body go cold and he suddenly froze!
This is clearly a residual image left here countless thousands of years ago.

It is clear that the two people are separated by countless tens of thousands of years and are in two different time and space.

But the pair of golden pupils that were shining brightly did not shift at all, as if they had already seen him and looked straight at him!

Eye to eye!

There was no weirdness or mystery in those golden double pupils, only endless depth, which seemed to penetrate all his secrets!

This one glance seemed to span countless tens of thousands of years!
"He, he's alive?!"

Wang Ba's heart was shocked!
However, the moment this thought came to mind, the figures of the yellow-robed monk and the white-robed middle-aged man in front of him gradually dimmed and then disappeared silently...

'Snapped'!
The crisp sound of chess pieces falling on the board suddenly woke Wang Ba up.

He quickly raised his head and looked around the pavilion. It was cold and empty.

The scene just now was like a dream.

But where can we still see the figures of those two immortals?

He subconsciously walked forward quickly. The stone table that originally carried countless realms of the Realm Sea was now silent and cold to the touch. It was just an ordinary piece of stone, not even a spiritual material.

With a slight touch, it shattered into powder.

In Wang Ba's heart, he couldn't help but think of the pair of golden pupils again, and his heart couldn't calm down at all!

The moment he saw those double pupils, he understood everything completely.

Countless thousands of years ago, among the two immortals, one died and the other was injured, the one who died was this immortal named Lu.

And in the immortal land, the white mist transformed from flesh and blood, the bone seeds transformed from bone marrow, and the vast amount of immortal blood... all belong to this immortal named Lu!
"Luozi... the last look this Immortal surnamed Lu gave me, was it a coincidence, or... the previous 'Da Huang' also looked at me before he completely disappeared..."

He couldn't help but feel a rare bit of self-doubt in his heart:
"So, am I his chess piece?!"

"No...no!"

"There's no way I could be."

He suddenly thought of something and immediately rejected this guess.

At this moment, he suddenly realized something, turned around and looked behind him, only to see Chen Xuan standing outside the pavilion with a dazed look on his face, with King Wu Yuan and Yu Wuhen and others standing behind him, looking at him worriedly.

Wang Ba glanced at Chen Xuan and his heart froze slightly.

He walked out of the pavilion and shook his head slightly:

"Nothing good."

The out-of-world monks around also saw the situation inside the pavilion, but they still went forward and searched it unwillingly, even taking away the tiles on the pavilion.

Wang Ba did not stay, but took a few people, walked past the pavilion and headed towards the pavilion not far away.

Although Yu Wuhen looked indifferent, he also whispered with concern:

"What happened to you just now? You stood outside this pavilion for a while, and then suddenly rushed in. We were worried that you were in danger."

Wang Ba shook his head slightly and whispered as he walked:
"I just heard the sound of chess being played in this pavilion, so I went over to take a look."

"The sound of chess?"

Yu Wuhen looked puzzled:
"No way, why didn't we hear it?"

"Didn't you hear that?"

Wang Ba paused and looked at Yu Wuhen in surprise, then looked at Yu Yu, the Ghost King of Corpses, the Ape King, and Chen Xuan:
"What about you? Didn't you hear it either? Did you see the two immortals sitting inside playing chess just now?"

Yu Yu and the Ghost King of Corpses both shook their heads and looked at Wang Ba with suspicion.

After a not-so-obvious hesitation, Chen Xuan also shook his head.

Wang Ba looked at Chen Xuan again, and then couldn't help but frowned.

He couldn't have seen it wrong, and it was even less likely that it was his hallucination.

Only at this moment did the Ape King Wu nod slightly:

"I saw that, too."

Then he used his hands to make chess moves.

Wang Ba nodded immediately:

"Good! That's it... You really didn't see anything?"

Yu Wuhen, Yu Yu and others nodded.

This time, Chen Xuan remained silent and nodded slightly.

Wang Ba narrowed his eyes slightly.

At this moment, Yu Wuhen also noticed Chen Xuan's abnormality and whispered to Wang Ba:
"There's something wrong with this Chen Xuan."

Wang Ba nodded slightly without leaving any trace.

Glancing behind him, he saw those cultivators from outside the realm were still looting the pavilion unwillingly. However, Li Zhongping and Lu Shifu, the two seriously injured, had already rushed towards him with the cultivators from the other two realms, obviously fearing that Wang Ba would take away all the good things.

As his thoughts turned, he looked at Chen Xuan and said in a slightly low voice:

"Fellow Daoist Chen, can you still sense the exact location of your clone now?"

Chen Xuan was silent for a while, raised his finger and pointed in the direction of the three T-shaped houses, licked his lips, and spoke in a slightly dry voice:
"If my intuition is correct, it should be there."

This time, the Shifu Ghost King frowned slightly, and even Yu Yu reacted a little and blurted out:

"If this place is really the residence of an immortal, then it's strange. Why is your clone here?"

Previously, the cultivators from outside the realm and the Jade Pot Realm and Double Body Realm had consumed a large amount of innate Taoist treasures before they finally managed to break the restrictions on the gate, which shows that it is not easy to enter here. However, Chen Xuan's clone appeared here, and even Yu Yu didn't believe it just because of the rules of Dahai City.

Chen Xuan was silent again, and then reluctantly said:

"I can't explain the reason for this in a short time, but fellow Taoists, please rest assured. I swear to the sea of ​​boundaries that I will never do anything bad to fellow Taoists. Otherwise, I will make my true spirit collapse and there will be no afterlife!"

The poison of this oath made Wang Ba and others' expressions change slightly.

For cultivators like them, as long as their true spirit is not ignorant, they can retain a glimmer of hope.

And if the true spirit collapses, there will no longer be such a person in the world. Unless the entire sea of ​​​​world is turned upside down, it will be impossible to be resurrected or reincarnated.

So Yu Yu couldn't help but shut his mouth.

But I still couldn't help asking:

"Are you the reincarnation of some immortal?"

Chen Xuan quickly shook his head.

"He is not."

Wang Ba suddenly spoke out.

Yu Yu and others looked at Wang Ba in confusion, wondering why he was so sure.

Chen Xuan also looked at Wang Ba in astonishment.

Wang Ba did not say anything more, but just looked at the pavilion not far away and whispered:

"Let's go and take a look around. Now that we are here, we can't go back empty-handed."

As the saying goes, if God doesn't take what he wants, he will suffer the consequences.

Now in this Lu Garden, Li Zhongping, Lu Shifu and others have been injured, and the cultivators from outside the world have also suffered heavy losses. Except for some fatigue in his soul, he has no other losses. This is their home turf.

In order not to delay, he was too lazy to collect things along the way, but if he encounters a suitable treasure next time, he will not waste it.

Before he got close, he could already hear the melodious sound of a piano.

This time, he specifically asked a few more people, and after making sure that they had heard it, he finally walked slowly into the building with ventilation on all sides. (End of this chapter)