The big guy behind the curtain

Chapter 131 Playing chess, calculating

Ye Mo pushed open the door of the inner courtyard and walked into the courtyard.

The interior of the courtyard is quiet and simple, with a few ancient trees, two wooden chairs, and a stone table.

The middle-aged Taoist priest has been waiting here.

"My name is Xia Zhai, and I am the master of Qingyue temple."

He spoke quite elegantly.

Ye Mo stepped forward, there was already a wooden chair with tea ready, he sat upright and sipped the tea.

The green smoke is curling up, gradually rising from the teapot, which is very poetic.

"Then why did the temple master seek me?"

Ye Mo said softly.

Xia Zhai lightly touched the void, and a black and white chessboard appeared along the ripples, neatly placed on the stone table.

"Without him, it's just a game of chess."

Ye Mo lowered his eyes and looked at the black and white crystal chess pieces. They are as thick as stars, and a single small piece has a weight of [-].

"Play chess?"

"I'm not very good at."

He shook his head.

Xia Zhai smiled lightly, "Don't think too much, winning or losing is not important."

"In that case."

Ye Mo stretched out his hand, held a sunspot, and landed in the upper left corner to start the game.

Xia Zhai Nianbai made a low position in the lower right corner, and he had to defend the corner with Da Fei, which is a bit of a corner, but if he can form a situation that echoes with the outside, then he will be considered alive.

It was quite harmonious for a while. During this period, Ye Mo often frowned and thought deeply, using Yizi magic to deduce.

Xia Zhai took his time and made a decision after a little thought.

Two hours passed in a blink of an eye.

Nearly a hundred pieces have already been dropped, and the chessboard is gradually full.

Ye Mou's eyes became brighter, and the golden runes in the sea of ​​consciousness shone brighter, and the magic of Yizi was catalyzed to the extreme by him.

The black and white chessboard manifested into countless jumping characters in his eyes, each character combined with each other has infinite changes, Ye Mo raised his hand and made a move, every step was full of murderous intent.

This is a kind of battle, a different kind of battle, quite dangerous, one wrong step, one wrong step, falling straight into the abyss, which requires a lot of deduction ability of monks.

His chess style is extremely aggressive, and every piece he lands exudes a fierce aura, wanting to compete for the top.

For a moment, the situation was throbbing, and countless chess pieces were combined together, turning into sharp edges, killing and cutting suddenly.

It's like playing chess between immortals in the sky, one person in white clothes is not stained with dust, and the other person is elegant in black robes.

Xia Zhai was indifferent, responded slowly, took over the killing move lightly, and deflected the attack.

he opened his mouth.

"Your intention to kill is too heavy."

"It's easy to lose yourself."

With a calm face, Ye Mo said lightly.

"I have never regretted killing the person who deserves to be killed. This is also a way of life, and there is nothing wrong with it in this war-torn world."

Ye Mo never doubts his choice, even if there is an abyss ahead, as long as he thinks there is a way, he will go there without hesitation.

"Right and wrong, only the winner can write. Throughout the ages, only the emperor can be praised by the world. No one remembers the loser."

Ye Mo picked up his teacup and took a sip.

"Up to now, there is actually no need to go down."

Xia Zhai flicked his hand lightly, retracted the chessboard, and put all the crystal clear chess pieces into his sleeves.

This game has already been drawn, if it is really necessary to decide the outcome, it will take too long, which is against Xia Zhai's original intention.

"What exactly are you trying to say?"

Ye Mo looked straight at him.

"There is a god when you raise your head three feet up."

"What I'm talking about today is about faith."

"I am a Taoist, but I am not a Taoist in the traditional sense. I am a Taoist."

Xia Zhai said quietly.

"Taoist priests of this religion ask the ghosts and gods first, and the heavens second, and enshrine the gods in the world. What they ask is their faith."

He stood up, pinched the dao pattern, and a statue of the god of Tongtian descended.

The statue is dark, it is for ghosts and gods, and the Lord kills them.

Ye Mo didn't move, watching Xia Zhai explain.

"My ancestors were not from the Big Dipper, but came from a planet called Earth."

Xia Zhai then said.

As soon as these words came out, Ye Mo was slightly stunned.

"Earth?"

He opened his mouth in surprise.

"Yes, if there were any records in the ancient books, then it should have recorded the Taoism of Heavenly Masters, the Shangqing Sect and other holy places of Taoism."

Xia Zhai glanced at Ye Mo, unexpectedly he knew the earth.

"My faction takes a different path, which is the path of conferring gods."

"In the distant past, there was a divine object called the Gold List of Conferred Gods. There was a Taoist who specialized in this method and conferred Gods with faith."

"When a thought is reached, the sage will come out."

Ye Mo listened carefully, he asked.

"So, what does that have to do with me?"

"I will not follow this path, and I will not fight for faith."

Xia Zhai smiled.

"I foresee that you, as a person of great cause and effect, will change the future pattern, so I want to make arrangements in advance."

He pointed to the sky, which was meaningful.

Ye Mo didn't understand what he was talking about for a moment.

"Big cause and effect?"

He was a little confused, but after a while, Ye Mo realized instantly.

The karma of Nannan has already been borne by him. This is the huge karma of the future emperor, who is destined to face countless catastrophes. It is not uncommon for people to predict it in advance.

Usually, the ancients called the person with great cause and effect the person who should be robbed.

"What are you going to do?"

Ye Mo's face was calm, and he looked away, as if he didn't care.

"Faith needs to be preserved, the layout of the universe, and the acceptance of believers, so there is destined to be a catastrophe in the dark. I use a hundred years of life to calculate that you will be a catastrophe."

Xia Zhai said leisurely, with some white hair hanging down from his head.

"layout?"

Ye Mo said softly.

"Yes, layout."

Xia Zhai nodded, but didn't say much.

Ye Mo still has memories of the power of faith. Faith first originated in the Chaotic Ancient Era, and it may also be in the Immortal Ancient Era. The most straightforward form of expression is to chant the real name.

A certain An Lan once said, "Those who sing my real name will see eternal life in reincarnation."

Later, it was studied by Amitabha Buddha 10,000+ years ago, sublimated the power of faith again, and developed endless magical effects.

The most famous one is that later generations led many believers in the Western Desert to attack the Immortal Road, but failed and turned into ashes.

"I don't believe in gods, ghosts, or Buddha. I only believe in myself. I can't participate in it."

Ye Mo's pale golden eyes sparkled, his black hair fluttered, and his words were firm.

"I don't ask you to believe it. It would be too ridiculous if those who fight for the Emperor's Road have faith in their hearts."

Xia Zhai kneaded his temples, his blood was a little exhausted, he deduced the secret of heaven and suffered too much backlash.

"So... what are you going to do?"

"I want to preach!"

Xia Zhai's words were like thunder.

In the distance, the red sun rises, breaking through the dark clouds.

The winter fog permeating the Daoyan Mountains gradually dissipated, and the snow light became more and more brilliant under the bright sun.

"What I plan to do lies in the next few hundred thousand years. If it succeeds, the younger generations will have no obstacles. Perhaps in the distant future, they will not be as short-lived as I am."

Xia Zhai's words were sonorous and his will was firm.

"My Qingyue Temple has been passed down to the present, but because the conditions are too harsh, it has not been able to develop and grow. If this situation can be improved, then I will have no regrets in this life."

"Why do you think I agree?"

A cold voice came.

(End of this chapter)