I Am Immortal

  Chapter 154 A series of seven sons to kill the dragon game

The young man came here to look for his father who was always elusive, but he didn't expect that the one sitting and playing chess under the old tree was not the old dragon king, but a young-looking Taoist. The young man raised his eyes slightly, I wanted to go over and yell and tell that Taoist to go away.

  But when he raised his head, the young Taoist's eyes were lightning-like, yet peaceful, adding a trace of fear for no reason.

  Then the stepping foot was retracted.

  The folding fan in his hand nodded the guard on one side, and shouted: "You, go and let that Taoist open it."

   "This is the place where my father and mother met when they were young."

   "He is a monk, leave quickly!"

   "Ah this..."

The rough guard hesitated, glanced at the young Taoist over there, and saw that the young Taoist was wearing a blue Taoist robe, and the chessboard in front of him was illusory, clearly transformed by the pure innate energy of Taoism, and there was a sword box on one side, and the wind blows the tree. As soon as he moved, the Taoist's eyes were calm, and there was a faint three-point sword intent rising, so his heart was beating drums.

  This, this and other things.

  Why don't you go?

But thinking this way, he still walked slowly to the big tree, and stopped seven or eight steps away, bowed his hands from a distance, and said very politely: "The Taoist priest invited me, this place was originally There is an old man who often plays chess here, does the Taoist priest know?"

   Seeing the young Taoist nod his head, he continued: "That's my old grandpa."

   "I'm not here today, my son wants to come and have a look."

  The young Taoist dropped a black chess piece in his hand, and said flatly, "This is just a place to play chess."

   "Let your son come over."

   "If you can beat Pindao in the bet, Pindao will naturally get out of the way."

The guard had no choice but to go back and report. The handsome young man frowned, and his character contained the kind of arrogance and domineering that young dragons have always had, as well as a little bit of irascibility, so he sneered three times and said: "It's interesting." , just after Yue Lianqing left, no one would accompany me to relieve my boredom, but today I saw an arrogant Taoist priest."

   "Play chess with me?"

   "Ha, go, go punch him in the face."

The young man strode forward, swept away a few fallen leaves with a sweep of his sleeves, and then sat down. The young Taoist saw his contemptuous expression, and there was a hint of arrogance in his brows. The young man was also looking at the man in front of him. The Taoist in blue then sneered and said, "Let me hold the white first, are you really not afraid of losing money?"

"Come."

He played chess again, Qi Wuhuo withdrew his gaze, and played chess calmly. What they played was the eternal remnant of Qi Wuhuo playing chess with the old man. Because of his parents, this young man in white liked to play chess since he was a child. Chess, until now, can be said to be a superb chess skill, no one in Zhongzhou Fucheng is his opponent.

   Because of this, at the beginning, he was quite arrogant and contemptuous about playing chess.

   But as the chess moves progressed, his complexion gradually changed, gradually became dignified, and finally became ugly.

  The young Taoist gave birth to his last child.

  The situation of killing the dragon has formed on the chessboard.

  Indifferently said: "It's over, you're defeated."

  The young man in white looked livid, squeezed the folding fan in his hand, and said with a sneer, "One more game!"

  The young Taoist raised his eyes, as he wished.

  The youth in white went down faster and faster.

   Make a surprise move.

   Go wonderfully.

  But he lost faster and faster every time.

   It seems that the young Taoist in front of him has already figured out something, and finally when he played chess, he became more and more fierce step by step.

   Also step by step decisive, no longer as hesitant as in the first game.

In the last seventh game, after only a few pieces, the young Taoist pressed the chess piece with his finger, and the young man in white looked at the chessboard for a long time without saying a word, he had already seen the death game of Zhanlong, and finally put the chess piece down. Suddenly the arrogant young man exhaled foul breath, pressed the chessboard, and suddenly sneered, "Wait here specially."

   "Specially played seven games of dragon-killing chess with me."

   "I'm afraid the Taoist priest has something to say to the king?"

  The young Taoist raised his eyes to see the cause of all this.

   At least it is the culprit on the surface.

  Without much emotion, he said calmly, "You're not a fool, why do you do stupid things?"

He wants to speak, but this matter is so chaotic, how to speak, and he has done this, the dragon king in front of him should have guessed something, got up and lifted the sword box, the young man in white yelled that he was not allowed to go, and stepped forward. In front of him, the young Taoist carried the sword box on his back, opened the box, and the thief-killing sword with its sheath flew out, turned upside down and hit the young man's abdomen with the hilt.

  A huge force knocked Long Zi back a few steps, and the Slayer Sword was re-entered into the sword box.

  The young Taoist turned and left without looking back.

  Old Dragon King, Mr. Ao Liu, is dereliction of duty.

  In the position of Dragon King, but failed to fulfill the duties of Dragon King.

  The young Dragon King in front of him, even though he is not the Dragon King of Jinghe, but only acting on his behalf, can avoid death.

   There must also be heavy penalties.

In these seven rounds of killing dragons, from hesitation at the beginning to decisiveness at the end, he seems to have finally made a decision. If there is no right or wrong, then the choice that needs to be made lies in his own heart, making a choice, bearing the choice, and, the boy The Taoist finally understood the compassion and unspoken words in the eyes of the great merciful sage, Lord Juyun Lingmiao.

   There is no right or wrong, the important thing is the choice.

  And, after the decision, you must know how to bear it behind your back.

  If the old dragon king is beheaded, then grievances, karma, and cause and effect must also be borne on one shoulder.

Old Mr. Ao Liu had great kindness to those seven million people, and beheading him himself, no matter what justified reason, would be enmity to those seven million people. If there is a connection, it is like a big net, and it is difficult to tell clearly whether it is right or wrong if this body enters it.

   It is the so-called sword that enters the dust net and blunts its edge.

  Being worthy of the world and my heart is right.

  The young Taoist pursed his lips, and wanted to repay Mr. Ao Liu's kindness before talking about other things.

Done.

do not regret.

   Hold a sword and follow the way, you are a monk.

   Also at this time, Qi Wuhuo understood.

  This is not [Kalpa], but just the beginning of [Kalpa].

The white-clothed youth clutched his stomach and took a few steps back. He was hit once by the thief-killing sword, but he was not injured. The dragon race is a naturally powerful race. Although it grows slowly, its upper and lower limits are extremely high. As long as it is an adult dragon race , all have the combat power of a real human being.

   "Hmph, I don't know what it means!"

"gone back!"

   "The old man is not here, let's drink by ourselves!"

The young man in white sneered a few times, but no one knew what he was thinking in his heart. He returned to the water mansion and wanted to drink, but in the end he took the wine and went to visit Prime Minister Gui who had already retired from his duties. The old tortoise seemed to have a trace of basalt blood, but his lifespan was long, and he was very happy to see the dragon son visiting.

   Then I went to get some side dishes such as mixed seaweed, fried fish and shrimp, and only chatted with Longzi in this rather clean place.

   "I still remember back then, when His Highness was still so young, he just rode on the old man's shoulders to play around."

   "In the blink of an eye, is it already this big?"

   "It's really time urging people, the wife of Long Jun is still there."

  Old Gui felt emotional.

Long Zi just responded as usual, and finally asked seemingly unintentionally: "Prime Minister Gui, I just took over the duties of my father, and I don't know much about some things. I came to visit you today, but I still want to ask. If it rains I changed the number at the time, but is it a big deal?"

  The old tortoise was five points drunk after drinking, and replied: "Ha, there is nothing wrong with that."

   "The amount of rain is up to the water gods to decide. As long as they don't go too far, it's not a big problem to let the dry land become more watery and let the water and grass flourish for a year without rain."

  The young man in white heaved a sigh of relief.

  The old tortoise drank another sip of wine and said drunkenly: "Unless it is special, such as a big event such as the 3,600-year-old formation of rain, then it will not work..."

  The expression of the young man in white was slightly pale, and he forced himself to laugh and said: "Well, what the formation requires is that there is no gap, as long as it rains, is it possible that you can't make a mistake? How can there be such a reason?"

  Old Gui laughed loudly and said, "How can there be any ambiguity about the formation?"

"A formation is like prescribing medicine for a person's disease. One point is more and one point is less. Sometimes it is just a problem of insufficient medicine; but sometimes, it will directly make the medicine poisonous. The same is true for the formation. But the formation is out of balance, and it may even cause chain changes."

   "Like thin ice in spring, when one part is broken, it will be broken everywhere. In an instant, the ice of a hundred-mile-long river will be shattered in an instant."

   "The embankment of a thousand miles was destroyed by an ant nest, so we must investigate it."

  Old Gui’s laughter stopped abruptly.

  He stared at the dragon in front of him with a pair of eyes, and lost his voice: "You, you, you, you..."

   "You changed the formation?!"

  In an instant, Lao Gui's wine immediately sobered up!

  Cold sweat broke out all over his body.

The young man in white didn't answer, but said in a hoarse voice: "So, what will happen?" The old tortoise stood up and walked back and forth, with a look of anxiety on his face, he turned around abruptly, and yelled loudly. :

   "This, what should I do? How should this be done? You, you, you, it doesn't matter if it rains more or less on weekdays. If you are ambiguous about this kind of thing, you are looking for death!"

   "It's the lightest to walk on the Dragon Zhantai!"

   "Now your father is going to be killed by you!"

  The expression of the young man in white changed suddenly, and he said, "Father had to retreat because of the rain in Jinzhou, so I will take over for now."

   "He will also be punished so severely?"

"At that time, all the gods of mountains and rivers in Jinzhou were injured by this incident and dared not act. My father, seeing all living beings, could not bear to see them die, so he diverted water to relieve the drought, and eliminated the sudden fire. Logically speaking, he If I don't know about this, I should deal with it leniently..."

  The old Prime Minister Turtle’s tone almost contained a bit of hatred for iron, and said:

   "Are you going to tell the Arctic Exorcism Institute that you will deal with it leniently?!"

  The young man in white looked pale: "The North Pole Exorcist House..."

   "This matter is so big..."

  The old tortoise looked at the young man in front of him, he didn't know what to say, his eyes were full of grief, who could not make mistakes? When you are young and ignorant, there will often be times when you listen to slander, make mistakes, and cause disasters, but such disasters are so serious that no one can handle them.

  He couldn't help sighing: "Indeed, if your father tells these things, he should survive."

   "Those who have meritorious deeds and are ignorant. Although they are suspected of dereliction of duty, they are not the master of evil. If they are severely punished once, although they don't know the result, they can at least save their lives."

   "But that means you are the target to be killed."

   "On the dragon-slaying platform, it's easy to cut into pieces!"

   "How about this, you and your father will bear the punishment together, in this case, I am afraid that both of you will be severely punished."

   "There are five thunders in the sky, and you may even be cut off from the body of the dragon god, but at least you can enter reincarnation."

The young Dragon King's face was pale. Thinking about the criminal law of Leibu, he couldn't help being terrified. His body was trembling with instinctive fear. He stood up staggeringly. When he picked up the wine, his body was still full of fear And trembling, the old tortoise wanted to say something, suddenly sensed that something was wrong, suddenly there was a big water flow around, and the tortoise prime minister was directly trapped.

  Old Turtle's complexion changed suddenly, and he wanted to say something, but he was directly sealed.

Longzi in white drank the wine tremblingly, then gritted his teeth, smashed the cup in his hand on the table heavily, let out a long breath, his face twisted: "It's nothing, nothing, the old man has lived for thousands of years so It's been a long time, and now it's old, disabled, and weak, and it's a useless old thing."

   "Yes, yes, he is useless."

   "I am younger than him and have more potential."

   "Yes, yes, that's it..."

He stood up and looked at the old tortoise who was angry and smashed the seal violently, and was still muttering those words, and those words made the old tortoise who had lived in the Jing River system for thousands of years unable to control himself, but he just lived Longer, with supernatural powers, it can't break the young Longzi who is in the water mansion at the moment.

  The guards outside the door saw Longzi in white coming out alone.

  Can't help asking: "Didn't the young master come here to invite Prime Minister Gui Lao to celebrate with him?"

  Longzi in white clothes replied: "Yes, but the old prime minister is tired and wants to rest."

  The guard never had doubts, but said regretfully: "Ah, is that so? I wanted to have another drink with the old prime minister, but it seems that this time there is no chance."

   "There will be opportunities in the future."

   "Now, go back to Shuifu, let's sing and dance! Continue to drink!"

"OK!"

Although there are still seven or eight days before New Year's Eve, the Jinghe Shui Mansion is full of excitement and excitement, there are good songs and dances, and good wine, which is very joyful, and then Longzi in white thought of this time He ordered his subordinates to go down to fetch all kinds of treasures, but they went to Penglaisi, who was in charge of the water god, to present these treasures to the officials in charge of the water mansion.

   It is said that if you accidentally fall into your hands in the future, you should be more lenient.

Then he brought a lot of fine wine, pearls, and precious jade, and went to visit Zhenjun, the head of the Penglai Department. Come, asked what was the matter with a smile, but saw that the dragon had taken out many treasures, the head of the Penglai Department, Zhenjun, had a playful look on his face, and said with a smile: "What is it that requires so many gifts?"

   "If you don't tell me, I dare not accept it."

   "I just hope that Zhenjun will be convenient."

   "Oh? What's convenient? Why don't you let your father come?"

  Longzi in white picked up the wine and scolded with a smile: "The old man has lived for thousands of years, and now he is old, disabled and weak. He is a useless old thing!"

   "I am younger than him and have more potential."

"so…"

  Bai Yilongzi paused slightly, then replied:

   "Started seven years ago, until now."

   "The Dragon King of Jinghe is me."

"What is written on these documents is the evidence. The old thing has lived for thousands of years, and it's time to give way. I just came here to submit the dossier, and hope that Zhenjun can change the name of the water official." This is not a problem, Penglai Secretary Zhenjun Looking at the file, it was indeed seven years ago that the young man in front of him was the one who spread the clouds and rain, and adjusted the water veins.

   This is in line with the rules, so I took out Penglaisi's heavenly book.

The young man's face was pale without a trace of blood, and his hands were shaking when he lifted the pen. Even if he hadn't been drinking, the great fear made it difficult for him to hold the pen. He raised his left hand and held down his right hand. A change was made on the official dossier—

   To be afraid is to be afraid.

  Being considered a young dragon, he has not yet experienced any troubles. He faces life and death, seeks death, and of course fears.

  But real dragons live like real dragons, and real dragons die like real dragons.

   Most dragons are arrogant.

   Those without pride are just bugs.

   did it, wrong.

I think.

   It's life, it's death, and I can't help others to take the blame for me.

  He let out a sigh of relief, because the dossier meets the requirements, the evidence is solid, and there is the seal of the water official of the older generation of Jinghe Dragon King as the basis, he can change the number of days, write down the pen, and the streamer on the dossier turns.

  【Zhongzhou·Jinghe Dragon King】—

  Ao Wulie.

  (end of this chapter)