"The heaven and earth make chess boards, the people are chess pieces, hold the sword and seek defeat for a lifetime, and win over half of the son of heaven forever!"

Accompanied by Qinglang's poem, a white dress and white hair fell from the sky.

"You two, if you continue to fight, you will probably fight to the death. What kind of hatred can't be resolved?"

The chess player is held by the ancient scroll, and the ethereal aura is like an immortal who reborn, revealing extraordinary aura.

"Who are you?"

Ni Shenyang narrowed his eyes slightly and then asked coldly.

"I have seen two chess players who are better than the heavens." The chess players bowed slightly and said with a smile.

"I remember you! Go back to Hunyu"

Ni Shenyang realized that the life of the Lord of Tianzhi was in danger, and then snorted coldly and was about to leave.

"etc!"

The chess player suddenly spoke, and then a gilded invitation with a mysterious pattern flew into the hands of Ni Shenyang and Ji Tan, "Three days later, there will be something that affects the future situation in the martial arts world. I hope you don't miss it."

"Walk!"

Ni Shenyang put away the invitation, and then the three of them turned into a ball of light and disappeared.

Then, the chess leader looked at Ji Tan and said to Chu Tianxing, "I believe that the Zen sword that wishes to return will not miss this shocking change, please."

Within Shouyu, the life trainee was finally rescued by Jiu Qianqiu and guided him to Bifang Mountain. The beast king who had recovered his mind left Shouyu and found his enemy with some feeling.

...

But in Ji Tan's words, he pulled out the Three Hengshu World for a moment, and broke through the sky thousands of miles away and spread across the clouds and fog.

The power of the three lights penetrates the clouds and breaks the sun, and goes straight to the top of the fairy's feet. Looking at what you see, magnificent scenery bursts out from the vast sky and earth.

"It seems that this is the Three Lights."

A goshawk fell down at the top of the fairy feet and turned into a human, saying to the sky.

At this time, I saw the sky blooming with clouds, as a galloping horse. A great sound came from the colorful auspicious light, "The three lights have appeared, and the destiny has come to an end."

"Just wait until the six clouds soar into the sky, it will be your day to pass through the world." The desert eagle continued.

"It also depends on when the Lord of the Divine Artifact will be here."

The fairy clothes are sleeping in the clouds and blue robe, one piece is elegant and the sleeves are fluttering. The jade ink is relaxed and the spring is pouring, and the walking is free and sitting is free.

...

And in the Benjue Zen Forest, the saint condor who transformed into the Wuqu Star Lord has been waiting for many days.

Finally I learned a little difference, because in a few days, the Benjue Zen Forest on Kuigu Mountain will hold a grand ceremony to welcome the Buddha.

"Will the people who are said to Kyushu be here?"

The Saint Condor whispered as he looked at the dice in his hand turning.

...

At the same time, the road platform on the top of Guanghuai Mountain was flying today, and the heroes arrived.

It is the official debut of the Anxiety Road.

Hengyue City, Wanyi Shangbao, Zizhou Crystal Abyss, and many free sects gathered together.

Yuan Wuji was not here during this period, and Die Xiaoyue, who had some interaction with Yuan Zheng, also came to join in the fun. In addition, Gu Mingshi also stood in the crowd in a low-key manner.

"It's a pity that time has passed, and many lovers are no longer young. Who can turn the pipa and play the side tune, and the dust has been sad for thousands of miles."

At this moment, a breeze rose, flowers and rain flew everywhere in the sky, and a handsome young man came leisurely.

It was Ren Pingsheng’s friend, the lord of Tingyun Villa, who felt the wind and the moon and Du’s sadness.

Celebrities from the Dongwulin appeared, which made people look at them.

"Young Master Du has been in the world for a long time. Attending this meeting today, everyone will be able to see the style of the young master, so this trip is not worth it." At this time, Cui Luohan stepped forward to greet him.

"Miss Cui, I've seen it for a long time." Du Shanhuai gently shook the folding fan and sighed, "I was invited to come. Wouldn't it be sad if I snatch the owner's style?"

At this time, I saw the sky in the sedan chair again, and slowly passed by the soft poem, "Leave one's own knowledge, pass on the meaning of all people, debate the thoughts of ancient and modern times, and be the time of sages."

The visitor is the master of the ancient Taoism, and the Taoism of Ming Dynasty and Yuli Sutra.

"The Spring Dew Rain Guest·Bright Moon Song has seen the Master of Jade, and the Master of the Master of the Palace has arrived in person, which has really made the four walls of the Pavement Platform shine brightly."

A young man in white came forward to greet him and said, "He is from Hengyue City. Young Master Yuan, who lost his cultivation in the play in his previous life, died at the hands of Gu Chengyi, the lord of Hengyue City.

"You are kind, since Mr. Yuyin is calling for chivalrousness and wants to form a alliance between righteousness and righteousness, Yuli Jing and Wei are the masters of the ancient path of virtue and style, and should join in the grand ceremony." A gentle voice came from the black sedan chair, but there was no intention of coming down.

"Well! Many people who look very stylish are coming. The time is approaching, and the master is almost coming." But Xiaoyue, who is a pseudonym Gu Xiaoyue in the crowd nodded slightly.

"A big appearance does not mean that you have all your strength!"

Yuan Wuji didn't know when he appeared, of course, he had changed his outfit at this moment.

"Hmm? Who are you?"

Gu Xiaoyue tilted her head and looked at Yuan Wuji with a curious look.

Wu Shu, behind Gu Xiaoyue, stared at Yuan Wuji with a serious face, and did not dare to relax, because he had no idea when someone appeared beside them, which represented the unfathomableness of the visitor.

"You can call me Uncle Yuan."

Yuan Wuji said with a smile that he had a good impression of Die Xiaoyue. Of course, it was not that kind of good impression, but from Die Xiaoyue's efforts and precious pure heart in the plays in his previous life.

It is said that simple evil spirits are evil, and Yuan Wuji thinks this is really not a saying. People with complex minds will not be able to raise the intention to kill when they encounter such simple people, and may even be subtly transformed.

Therefore, Yuan Wuji felt that it would be better to stay away from such people with pure hearts. He was more suitable to join a group of treacherous and cruel people, and he would not feel guilty if he had a calculation or killing him.

During this free time, Yuan Wuji and Gu Xiaoyue chatted for a while, and suddenly heard the sound of heavy drums, and the sound was solemn, kicking off the conference.

Just as everyone was holding their breath and concentrating, they suddenly heard the long roar of the spiritual phoenix in the clouds. Then, a strange phenomenon appeared in the sky, the phoenix fire soared into the sky, and the golden clouds dyed the clouds.

"On the world, the heroic spirit is motivated by the people, the heroic spirit gathers all the heroes, do righteousness and punish evil spirits without regrets, and the Taoist heart is immortal and the war is calm."

Accompanied by Lang Lang's poem, Mr. Yuyin's east gate Xuande fell from the sky.

Even with generous words, Yuli Jing represented the virtue style and ancient Taoism and the Taoism of the Ancient Way. Du Shuhuai, one of the two ghosts of the East Wulin, chose to join. Then Hengyue City, Taoists and monks responded one after another.

But at this moment, a cold sword atmosphere suddenly filled with an air of coldness, and then a man with white hair and dark red robe slowly walked up to the Taoist platform.

"Is this swordsman also here to join me in the discussion of heroism?"

Xuande from Dongmen looked at him and asked loudly.

"I'm just here to deliver letters!" He replied coldly without hesitation, and then two gilded invitations suddenly flew towards Xuande of the East Gate and Yulijing in the sedan chair.

"In two days, there will be events that affect the future situation in the martial arts world. I hope the two leaders will not miss it."

After saying this, he wanted to turn around and leave, leaving everyone looking at each other below.

"Who is this person? So rude!"

"Open booth?"

As everyone was talking, Yu Lijing in the sedan opened the invitation, his eyes flashed for a while, and then said goodbye.

Yuan Wuji in the crowd just passed by by chance. As the conference parted, he said goodbye to Gu Xiaoyue and left slowly.

"What a weird person, but I always feel like I've seen him somewhere..."
Chapter completed!