Start with Blue Silver Grass

Chapter 169 Interlude and the first audience (actor?)
"What are you afraid of? The opponent only has six or seven people at most. Let's go together and see how many he can kill!?"

In the Ming Dynasty world of Zongwu, in the desert of the Western Region, outside the "Stone Forest Cave Mansion", a group of dragon men encountered a group of "Tiance Army" who were on duty here when they broke out in panic.

"Second Soul Skill, All Plants Are Soldiers!"

The first person to encounter this group of frightened and defeated soldiers was Moji, who was about to turn 12 years old due to the speed of time in the world.

Facing more than 30 martial arts masters from this world, and the six comrades in the same team, the closest ones were three to four feet away, Moji made a prompt decision and poured all his level 23 soul power into his second soul ring.

And this soul ring and soul skill obtained from the "cedar wood" that is more than 800 years old did not disappoint Moji.

I saw seven long spears made of 'Cedar Wood Heart', splitting out from the 'Soul-Breaking Gun' in the hand, with [-]% of the strength of the ink mark when it was thrust out with all its strength, and shot straight towards the person who was running at the front, already approaching a distance of two feet. of enemies.

"Ding ding ding dong~"

Seven or eight clashes of gold and iron sounded in succession, and the attacks of seven 'small soul-breaking guns' were blocked or deflected by the four martial arts masters with the weapons in their hands.

Unexpectedly, when they were about to attack Moji, the next moment, the 'small soul-breaking guns' beside them that had not yet landed turned into poisonous snakes, entangling and binding several people. In their eagerness, they suddenly Falling into a helpless position.

Not only that, the place where everyone is located is in a stone forest in the desert of the Western Region. The road for people to walk is already narrow, and the people in front of them blocked the road, which directly caused a martial arts version. traffic accident.

At this time, Moji's six comrades also rushed over after hearing the warning he issued immediately before his previous attack.

"Good boy!" The soul-level captain flashed past him, rushed towards the enemy, and said, "Save some soul power next time, at least there must be room for another blow, don't worry! I'll save some for you later!" A 'war exploit'."

Deep in the "Stone Forest Cave".

A barefoot elf dressed in red was looking around in what was obviously a living room.

Looking at this weird 'décor' filled with mirrors, he turned around and said to a stunning beauty who was lying on the ground: "In terms of narcissism, you are on par with that person who always says he represents the world."

"It's a pity that this time she and the 'Tiandao' went to the 'Changbai Mountain Tianchi' to recruit the [Shenshui Palace]. Otherwise, if you two faced each other, hehe~ it should be very interesting."

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Douluo Continent (Parallel World No. 10087), Tiandou City, Mingxuan

"Qinghe, the elephant walks across the field, the horse walks along the sun, and the chariot walks straight across the mountain. What do you think of the several chess games played in the past half day?"

"Brother Yi, this small chessboard is like a battlefield. I should always remember that I must not be greedy for victory. I must be slow to enter the game. I abandon my son to fight for the first place. Ignore the small and go big. The enemy will protect himself. After all, you will have no regrets when you make a move. Be careful, you will lose everything."

"Any more?"

"Both the pawns and the strong generals are just chess pieces. They should be placed separately and not based on emotions."

"Not bad!" 'Lin Yi', whose expression changed little today and seemed a bit aloof, rarely showed a smile.It eased the indifferent atmosphere that had been maintained since he said before that "a chess game is like a battlefield, and there is no selfishness on the battlefield."

"Even if he is a small pawn, when he is in the right position, he can still play a role that is not weaker than that of a titled Douluo!"

"But." Seeing the smile that had just appeared on Xue Qinghe's now immature face, 'Lin Yi' changed the topic and said: "It should be noted that this chess game can only be played when the strength of both sides is equal, or similar. significance."

"When one party is much stronger than the other, there will no longer be any reason to follow the rules. Direct generalship is the reality."

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Zhu Xian (Parallel World No. 10010), Kongsang Mountain.

Two days have passed since the bat guano was burned. Thanks to the ashes scattered throughout the mountain range as fertilizer, the previously barren "Kongmulg Mountain" now has a kind of universal wisdom growing all over the mountains and plains. A blue grass plant that I have never seen before.

I wonder if it is because of the appearance of these lush grasslands that Puzhi and everyone in the [Blood Refining Hall] who thought they were still hiding in the dark felt that there seemed to be a lot more people in this "Kongmulg Mountain"?
"It must be an illusion. It's probably because of the extra vegetation and the presence of various insects, snakes, and rats, which gives people this feeling of vitality." - Voices from monks with keen spiritual senses.

However, in the eyes of Master Lin Xuan, whose eyes are the blue silver grass swaying in the wind, the "Kongsang Mountain" at this moment is quite lively.

Moreover, it will be more lively soon!

"Little brother, could I ask for a bowl of tea to quench my thirst?"

No, when Lin Yi and the three of them were sitting around drinking tea under the stone pavilion in front of the new stone house built two days ago, a gentle voice sounded from not far away.

The sun was shining right now, but fortunately, from the entrance of the "Wan Bat Ancient Cave" above everyone, a few gusts of cool breeze blew in from time to time, which made Zhang Xiaofan, who had just practiced "Brahma Prajna" a few days, feel much cooler. When he stood up When he leaned over to pour tea for Brother Yi and Master Puzhi, his eyes followed the sound.

And Lord Lin Xuan, who was watching this man coming, also looked at the figure who had been waiting for a long time with his naked eyes.

This is a middle-aged man dressed as a scribe. He has thin eyebrows and a square face. His brows look elegant, but his eyes are bright and his forehead is full. However, in this elegance, he has an aura of calmness and authority. He is dressed in a Confucian robe and has a waistband. There is a piece of lavender jade pendant, exquisite and clear, with a faint aura of auspiciousness, and you can tell at a glance that it is not ordinary.

Judging from the appearance, he is no less than Lin Xuanzhu's prospective father-in-law who is about to take office as the vice president of [Canghui College].

"It's you!" Puzhi, who also saw this person, exclaimed softly and stood up subconsciously.

"Master." The middle-aged scribe looked at Puzhi who stood up, nodded gracefully, and said, "Long time no see, how are you doing?"

Hearing this, when Puzhi was about to say something, he noticed Master Lin Xuan beside him who was looking at the uninvited guest with great interest.

So, he put his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, and said calmly: "Amitabha, thank you for your concern, the poor monk is naturally good."

"Xiao Fan." Lin Xuanzhu, who had been looking at him with a smile, said, "Pour this gentleman a cup of tea."

Then, he continued to the middle-aged scribe standing there: "The visitor is a guest. I only have a cup of coarse tea. I hope you don't dislike it."

"Thank you little brother. It's a blessing to have a bowl of tea when I'm out."

With that said, the scribe entered the stone pavilion and sat opposite Lin Yi calmly.

He took the tea from Zhang Xiaofan on the left and thanked him with a gentle smile.Then, ignoring the strange look from Puzhi on the right, he calmly began to taste the tea slowly.

For a moment, the stone pavilion was quiet, except for the sound of Zhang Xiaofan adding tea to the three of them and himself from time to time.

(End of this chapter)