I am not a demon because I have the equivalent scale

Sunny, brilliant, clean, clear, pure.

This signature smile was so vivid that Wang Zijia was a little dazed.

"You saved me back then, and now it's my turn to help you. We have come back and forth." The man in Confucian robes smiled like a child.

Wang Zijia: "Senior, did you recognize the wrong person? Junior..."

"No problem, let's treat it as our first meeting!" Without waiting for Wang Zijia to ask why, the man in Confucian robes smiled and bowed to Wang Zijia respectfully: "I am Yunlai from Taixu Xianzong, and I meet Brother Yunzhong!"

'Yunzhong? Yunzhongzi? '

Wang Zijia's pupils shrank slightly, and some of his original doubts were almost realized in an instant.

"It seems that my brother has awakened some of his wisdom!"

Wang Zijia's reaction was well concealed, and it was even more obscure when he was just a consciousness, but he was still caught by the young man in Confucian robes.

"It's a pity, if only you had come later, it would have been better if you had awakened completely."

He spoke sadly for a moment, then immediately regained his radiance and said, "But it's good to meet you again."

Wang Zijia came back to his senses and said seriously, "Hello, fellow Daoist Yunlai!"

"It's junior brother!" the man in Confucian robes corrected.

Wang Zijia paused and said, "Didn't fellow Daoist say that we should be like the first time we met?"

"Brother, you are still so opinionated." The man in Confucian robes was stunned for a moment, and did not continue to worry about the address. He said to Wang Zijia, "Brother, please come into the courtyard and have a chat!"

Although Wang Zijia was confused, he did not respond. After returning the greeting slightly, he came to the courtyard.

Under the pear tree, next to the stone table.

There was a game of chess in the form of a battle between black and white chess pieces.

The man in the Confucian robe saw Wang Zijia looking at the endgame, so he waved his hand and swept it away, saying: "Since you are here, this kind of thing is not suitable for you."

"Let's try another way. It just so happens that I also want to win a game against you!"

Wang Zijia shook his head slightly and said: "I am not proficient in chess, let alone the way of chess."

The man in the Confucian robe smiled mysteriously and said: "It doesn't matter! I have my own way to keep it fair. Sit down!"

Wang Zijia bowed and sat down, and the man in the Confucian robe also sat down, pondered for a moment, and thought for a moment.

He raised his hand and a book emerged.

《Weapon Array: Three Talents》

"Duobao Daotong, Senior Brother highly praised it. This is a new way of chess based on the Three Talents Array. It is a special way of fortune of weapon arrays that lays out the world. I just collected it and never touched on this direction."

"I have sealed my cultivation and Dao Mind. Let's have half an hour to comprehend each other and then play a game of chess against each other. How about it?"

He handed the book to Wang Zijia and added:

"Of course, it can't be considered absolutely fair. After all, I have studied chess intensively and I can get started faster. But... Senior Brother won me that year, which was not very fair!"

"We agreed to meet for the first time! '

Wang Zijia was speechless and a little confused. He probably understood it, but he probably didn't understand it.

Perhaps seeing Wang Zijia's expression, he added: "Okay, let's not talk about the past, just talk about the present. What do you think, brother?"

Wang Zijia picked up the book and said: "Do I have to win? What if I fail?"

Yun Laizi shook his head, showing a bright smile, and said: "No, I just want to play chess with you again, winning or losing is not important."

Wang Zijia nodded silently and opened the book in front of him.

It's strange to say that it's just a consciousness, but when Wang Zijia opened the book, he found that countless runes were like spells recorded on jade slips, pouring into his mind.

But in a moment, Wang Zijia remembered all the spells.

Three Talents Yunyun Chapter (1 million/10 million for those who have not entered the door) Fifth Grade Primary

Three Talents Yunyun Chapter: The Taoist tradition of the formation and chess, taking the world as chess, all living beings as pieces, starting and placing pieces, planning for a moment's fortune, and determining the pattern of a lifetime.

Contains the Three Talents formation, the Three Talents weapon, and the Three Talents chess, this is the introductory chapter.

After learning the spell, Wang Zijia tried to communicate with the Chaos Sea of ​​Consciousness. Probably because of the state of the consciousness body, he found that once he got in, he would leave this place.

However, it did not affect his communication with the Chaos Sea of ​​Consciousness.

With a thought, information emerged.

Cultivation: Early stage of Yuanshen

Daoxing: One thousand years (410 million/500 million)

Spiritual roots: Special earth and blood spiritual roots (50 million/2 billion of immortal products)

Infant God Daoism: Three chapters of the Pseudo-God's Words·Five-grade low level (great success)

True Seed Daoism: Duobao Lava Demon Realm Chapter·Five-grade low level (great success)

Fayuan Daoism: Time and space concealment·Seed of magical power (200 million/10 billion in the process of incubation)

Five Elements Daoyan Zhenlu Chapter (3 million/30 million for those who have not yet entered the door) Five-grade high level.

Chapter of Three Talents (1 million/10 million for beginners) 5th-grade primary

Immortal Spiritualization of All Things (500,000/? for fragments) Rank unknown

Tai Chi: 9.92 million

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Since he was going to compete, he certainly wouldn't be so stupid as to just go in.

Looking at the information, Wang Zijia's mind moved.

In the chaotic sea of ​​consciousness, the human skin paper man clone directly opened the exchange, first transferring the cultivation value to the skills.

[Do you want to consume 200 million value to upgrade the fifth-grade Dao Chapter: Chapter of Three Talents to Great Completion? ]

"Yes!"

Daoism: 1,000 years (210 million/500 million)

Tai Chi: 10.92 million

Instantly, as Wang Zijia confirmed, countless insights began to emerge in his mind.

He seemed to have transformed into a counselor, walking around the dynasties and immortal dynasties, making plans and arranging the world.

Either the prince seizes the heir, or he helps the emperor expand his territory, or he helps the general fight in the war...

After countless layouts and countless insights, finally one day, his dragon took shape, the chess game appeared in the world, and the Taoism was completed.

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After a long time, Wang Zijia slowly came back to his senses. When he opened his eyes, he found that Yun Laizi was still sitting in meditation with his eyes closed. His whole body was filled with Tao Yun, and he was obviously still comprehending.

His so-called self-promotion was actually like that of Wang Zijia, just like a monk in the Yuanshen Realm, with almost complete seals in all aspects of his Taoism and mind.

Time passed by and it was three quarters of an hour later.

When Yunlaizi opened his eyes quietly, he found Wang Zijia looking at him quietly. He was stunned, shook his head and said: "Senior brother, your understanding is still so terrifying!"

Wang Zijia didn't reply, but Yunlaizi asked, "Shall we start?"

Wang Zijia nodded and said, "Yes!"

Yunlaizi waved his hand, and there were two more chess pots on the small stone table in front of him. The one for Wang Zijia was white, and the one opposite was black.

"Please, senior brother!"

Hearing this, Wang Zijia picked up a white seed without saying a word.

"despair!"

The chess piece fell onto the chessboard with a soft sound, like a strange wave spreading out.

"kill!"

The next moment, endless sounds of fighting rang in Wang Zijia's ears.

He looked around in shock. The chess table was still the same, and even the pear tree behind him was still the same.

However, they are no longer in the small courtyard next to the stream and spiritual spring at the foot of the hill. Instead, they are like a fairy palace in the clouds, suspended in the sky for nine days.

At this moment, he and Yunlaizi were like real immortals sitting high in the sky for nine days, playing chess in the clouds.

Among the suspended clouds, I sat at the stone table and played chess, with the pear trees swaying.

Looking down, under the clouds, there is a world of monks. They are divided into two waves and are fighting endless demons and strange things.

"Snapped!"

There was a soft sound, and at the moment when the enemy fell, the two groups of people below seemed to have received help from some unknown source, and they entered the group of demons.

What kind of chess is this? This is using the world as a chess game, and the two parties are competing to save the world! ! !

This kind of handwriting... Earthly Immortal? Immortal? Xuanxian?

What kind of old monster is he?

Wang Zijia was a little stunned.

But Yunlaizi suddenly said: "By the way, I forgot that senior brother is here to inherit the throne of God. I need to help senior brother again!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, causing the heaven and earth to fluctuate.

Wang Zijia felt the familiar method of hiding in time and space, but it was completely different. The whole space seemed to have changed, but it did not change.

Help?

What is the key to Shinto inheritance?

I frowned for a while but didn't feel anything.

"Please, senior brother!" Yunlaizi calmly motioned to Wang Zijia to continue.

"despair!"

Wang Zijia stopped talking and concentrated on making moves.

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Wanyu Sect, in the void connected to the Ascension Hall, at this moment, the three elders of the Ascension Hall, with the blessing of the Ascension Pool and the support of the huge Ascension Channel, are spitting out massive amounts of mana in the void.

Three huge rays of magic rainbow light, like three colorful ribbons, pulled Qinglian and anchored towards the spatial anchor point of Wanyu Sect's Ascension Hall.

The three of them were all very strenuous, like three donkeys pulling a cart, groaning from exhaustion.

However, the next moment, the aura of Qinglian Realm suddenly surged, and the three elders who were pulling him suddenly relaxed.

The three of them looked at this scene blankly, and then asked in shock: "What's going on?"

Before they could think about the result, the next moment, Qinglian Realm actually flew directly towards them, making them look horrified, and they decisively got into the silver door behind them and disappeared without a trace.

Just returned to Ascension Hall!

"kill!"

A cry of murder rang out from Jiutian.

The three people with shocked faces looked at each other, then all stepped out of the hall and looked towards the sky.

At this moment, not only them, but also the entire universe, monks were floating all over the sky. Countless disciples raised their heads and looked at the sky blankly.

Not just Wanyu Sect, but the entire Zhenling Domain, all living beings can see the sky when they raise their heads.

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I saw a silver-haired young man and a man in Confucian robes sitting opposite each other in the clouds in the nine heavens. There were sparse chess pieces on the stone table, and the pear trees were swaying behind them.

The two of them were like immortal gods sitting high in the clouds of the sky, their bodies covering the sky and the sun, constantly pressing against the heaven and the earth.

Below the two of them, there were worlds where groups of people were constantly fighting.

With every move they made, streaks of rays of light fell down, helping a group of people to slay demons.

The Immortal God starts the game by taking all living beings as his sons to save the world.

What a spectacular scene!

It’s just like that ancient myth and legend!

In the Zhenling Realm, countless monks looked confused and their eyes were dull, and the Tribulation God Lord was not much better.

Suddenly, the two of them seemed to have been sleeping for a long time.

A young Taoist boy strolled in from the depths of the clouds. He nervously held a teapot with a nervous look on his face and carefully offered tea to the two Heaven-shading Immortals.

While drinking tea, I couldn't help but peek at the silver-haired man.

The silver-haired man felt this and glanced at the boy casually, his eyes paused on his face, and then he looked at him seriously again.

The young Taoist priest was also very nervous, thinking that this mysterious uncle who suddenly appeared had disturbed the elegance of the mysterious uncle, so he said respectfully: "Feng Yuan has met the uncle!"

The silver-haired immortal looked at the tea boy and said, "Your name is Feng Yuan? Yue Fengyuan?"

Yue Fengyuan, the last immortal in Zhenling Domain, died eight thousand years ago, opening the dark turmoil in Zhenling Domain that lasted for hundreds of years.

"Replying to Uncle Master, yes!" The young tea boy said carefully.

The Confucian Immortal God also asked in confusion: "What's wrong, Senior Brother, is there something wrong with my tea boy?"

The silver-haired immortal god shook his head and said: "It's okay, I just think that although this kid has the appearance of an immortal, his life is difficult!"

The Confucian Immortal God also glanced at the tea boy and said: "The younger generation has their own blessings, let him go, Senior Brother, it's your turn!"

"Tap!"

The silver-haired immortal god stopped talking and made another move.

At the same time, another girl dressed as a boy, holding a plate of grapes, came from the depths of the clouds.

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In Zhenling Domain, countless cultivators watched this scene.

The appearance of the tea boy stunned countless bigwigs in Zhenling Domain, and after hearing the conversation between the two immortal gods, they were even more horrified.

"Is that... the Immortal Lord?"

"How is that possible? Didn't the Immortal Lord die with the Demon Lord 7,500 years ago?"

"You must be joking. How could the Immortal Lord be someone's tea boy?"

"Yue Fengyuan? He's really the Immortal Lord!"

"Then who are these two..."

"Using heaven and earth as a game, all living beings as pieces, and playing chess in all realms, are these ancient powers?"

"Why did they suddenly appear?"

"What happened? Is it happening now?"

"Do you think that silver-haired figure covering the sky is familiar?"

"I think it looks familiar to me too!"

"Is that the Red Sun God of our sect?"

"The Weak Crowned God? Jiujie Chiyang?"

"The reincarnated sword immortal Li Shenghong?"

"This...this...Li Shenghong is also a reincarnated body? Ancient immortal?"

"That's right, how can an ordinary cultivator complete any reincarnation, and a reincarnation that is thousands of years apart and spans endless time and space. And I heard that Li Shenghong became a god in his twenties, just like now."

"Yes, I think Li Shenghong in those days also awakened his wisdom!"

"Ancient immortals!"

"In which realm did this game take place?"

"You should ask, in what era did it take place!"

In Wanyu Sect, countless disciples went crazy, and the pupils of the gods shrank, and their faces were stunned.

Several gods who crossed the tribulation even moved their minds, trying to find Wang Zijia and ask him.

After a long while, they didn't find Wang Zijia's figure, so they looked at the two immortals playing chess in the sky in surprise.

Not only Wanyu, but the entire Zhenling Realm went crazy.

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In Changbao Prefecture, the five giants looked at the sky in astonishment.

"I knew that Brother Nine was not simple. After he fainted, he suddenly became a god from a priest. He must have awakened his wisdom at that time!"

"Has father been reincarnated many times?"

"Master is actually an ancient immortal god!"

"Was Master like this in ancient times, fighting against demons for generations?"

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While the cultivators were stunned, Li Shenghui also stood on the eaves of a building, looking at the sky with an inexplicable expression, and was speechless for a long time.

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