I just want to be a quiet man

Without the law of "time", the two branches of ascension to immortality, [Ten Days Mid-Heaven] and [Tian Dao Orthodoxy], cannot be completed together!

He is now, not to mention becoming a golden immortal, he may still be a Mahayana!

Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately asked again: "Are you working for Senior 'Wu Shi'?"

"Woman" nodded lightly, her voice was sweet and soft: "Not bad!"

"If it weren't for the help of that human race, the person standing here talking to you now would be my useless fake little sister."

"The grace of saving life cannot be repaid."

"I can only lead the entire Nine-Tailed Fox Clan, along with the ancestral Qingqiu, to surrender to the Human Clan!"

Hearing this, Pei Ling nodded slightly.

Although it is said that the other party is the real fake sister, but in this situation...

Whoever helps the human race is the real one!

Thinking of this, Pei Ling was suddenly stunned.

This time [Chess Battle], the real layout of "Wei" is not the "wife" in front of me, but the "beginnerless" patriarch!

This "Woman" should be created by the "Beginless" Patriarch who used "creating something out of nothing" out of thin air!

His birth, infancy, childhood, growth, experience... all the experiences until he finally became a golden fairy are all written by the "beginnerless" patriarch!

Of course, the existence of the opponent is not only the "creation out of nothing" of the "No Beginning" patriarch, but also the power of the floating chess game.

In those three discussions, the human race won, and the existence of the other party became real!

Turning his mind slightly, Pei Ling continued to ask: "These nine-tailed foxes in Qingqiu all came down from the upper realm?"

"Lady" with eyes as bright as water, stared at her face, and smiled slightly: "Some merged from other lower realms, and some migrated from the upper realm."

"However, I am the Golden Immortal, the Lord of Qingqiu."

"As long as the fairy king of my clan does not have a lower bound, the entire world and all the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan will obey my orders!"

"Human Pei Ling, if you like someone in the clan, you can tell me directly."

Pei Ling shook his head, with a solemn expression, and said righteously: "What you and I are talking about now is a major event that concerns the heavens and the world, from ancient times to the present."

"It involves the fate of heaven and earth, the general trend of our own clan, and the arrangement of our ancestors, we wait for our own path..."

"Under such circumstances, how can you say such a thing?"

"What's more, Pei is not the kind of person you think at all!"

"Pei Ling is an upright person, with a clean style of conduct, and has always been frank and honest. He deserves it. This is something that is well-known!"

"In the future, there is no need to mention this kind of thing!"

Speaking of this, he coughed dryly, and then said, "The matter here is over, next, Pei is going to say goodbye and leave Qingqiu."

"It's just that Pei is new here, and he is very unfamiliar with Qingqiu's path."

"If you don't let 'Feng Rong', and the white-clothed fox girl who carried the basket to pick flowers that day, and the first, third, and fourth fox girls who stood behind your fake little girl when you first entered the temple...to Pei To lead the way, so as not to miss Pei's important event of the human race because of the unfamiliar path!"

Chapter 134 : Go, Go Jianmu!

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Qingqiu.

An isolated island in the lake, a small building.

"Yi Yi", "Kong Meng", "Mo Gui", "Fu Qiong", and "Zisai" stood under the main hall, except for "Qing Yi", they all looked at their noses, their noses and their hearts, their expressions Respectfully.

At the top, the figure that seems to be wrapped in layers of fog, making it difficult to see the true face, is extremely contradictory, but extremely perfect figure, sitting quietly.

Spiritual incense rose slowly from the gilt incense burner, and the smoke filled the room.

As time passed, the incense ash rustled down.

A moment later, the last piece of spiritual incense was completely burned, and the moment the ashes fell, the green smoke circulated, and the figure of "Beginless" also dispersed like a cloud of smoke, disappearing.

Realizing that the "Wu Shi" Patriarch had left, "Kong Meng", "Mo Gui", "Fu Qiong", and "Zisai" slowly raised their heads.

Out of respect for their ancestors, the four of them have lowered their eyebrows and lowered their eyes since just now, never looking directly at the "beginnerless" ancestor.

At this time, "Fu Qiong" said in a faint voice: "The ancestors of the wilderness, we are going to start cutting the wood!"

"Kong Meng", "Mo Gui" and "Zi Sai" listened and nodded.

"Zisai" looked around, and said in a deep voice: "Although we have become immortals now, this is the past after all."

"Actually, we are still in the chess game!"

"Before the ancestors cut off the Jianmu, we must climb the Jianmu again and return to our original years!"

Among the secrets of immortality passed down by the nine sects in the Panya world, there are three rules about climbing Jianmu.

The second one is that all living beings in the world of mortals have only one chance to climb Jianmu!

Although the five of them have already climbed Jianmu once, this rule is aimed at ordinary people. Now that they have become immortals, they are no longer bound by this rule.

You can climb Jianmu freely, and go to the worlds and heavens through the branches of this sacred tree!

"Kong Meng" murmured: "There are five of us, plus Pei Ling, there are only six of us in total."

"Others may not know that the ancestor will cut the tree."

"Pei Ling has not returned yet, so we will take advantage of this time to inform the other entrants to join us at Jianmu!"

Hearing this, "Mo Gui" immediately interjected: "Except for a few of us, all I know is that the 'Gu Miao' of the Cold Dark Sword Sect and the 'disaster' of the Yousu Tomb have never fallen."

"'Gu Miao' has become a fairy!"

"As for 'scourge', it disappeared in Netherworld, and its whereabouts are unknown."

"But it's actually a ghost."

"I'm in the netherworld, I'm sure nothing will happen."

"Fu Qiong" said calmly: "'Cause' must be called!"

The battle of the prehistoric was already extremely dangerous, and climbing Jianmu this time must be full of dangers!

"Disaster" is not a human race, so it can just act as a precursor to find out the good and bad.

In addition, once the quota is insufficient...

At this time, "Yi Yi" also opened his mouth and said: "This emperor has seen two inferior immortals, namely 'World Taste' from Jiuyi Mountain, and 'Fei Rong' from Samsara Pagoda."

"Fu Qiong" nodded, and then said: "'Gu Miao', 'Disaster', 'World Taste', 'Fei Rong', plus five of us, and Pei Ling, a total of ten people."

"There are currently eleven entrants."

"One more!"

As he spoke, he looked at the other four.

The four were silent, and the building fell into a dead silence for a while, and no one spoke.

Seeing that no one knew who the last missing person was, "Fu Qiong" immediately understood that the No. 11 entrants were probably the ones after him, and none of them had ever seen them!

Thinking of this, he quickly said: "Then first try to contact 'Gu Miao', 'Disaster', 'World Taste' and 'Fei Rong'."

"Kong Meng" nodded slightly, and immediately said: "'Ying Sheng' has been executed, and now we can directly call the titles of those four!"

As she spoke, she spoke first, "'Gu Miao'..."

As soon as the voice fell, a familiar voice came to her ears immediately: "'Kong Meng'!"

"Now, I'm walking with 'Shiwei' from Jiuyi Mountain, 'Jianshu' from Liugreed Dynasty, and 'Feirong' from Samsara Pagoda, and I'm almost near Jianmu!"

"I have been unable to contact you, Pei Ling, and other people who entered the game."

"The ancestor will cut Jianmu!"

"Hurry up and meet up near Jianmu!"

Hearing this, "Kong Meng" was startled, and then immediately realized that "Gu Miao" participated in the task of beheading Jianmu, and knew about the ancestor's beheading Jianmu earlier than them!

Thinking of this, she immediately replied: "Okay!"

When "Kong Meng" and "Gu Miao" were talking across the air, "Fu Qiong" also called out in a low voice: "'Disaster', 'disaster', 'disaster'..."

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Floating habitat.

There is a lonely pine on the cliff, and when the long wind passes, the pine needles fall like a torrential rain.

On the stone table, the chessboard is quiet, black and white are clearly distinguished on it, and there are staggered fights.

A Panyajie Mahayana Wei stood aside, staring at the chess game in front of him without blinking, and remained silent.

The wind was blowing, and the robes were fluttering. Every Mahayana seemed like a sculpture at this moment, without any movement.

Suddenly, on the chessboard that hadn't changed for a long time, a black piece suddenly turned into a white piece!

Realizing that the chess game had changed, many Mahayanas who were paying attention to the chessboard all looked solemn for a moment, but seeing that it was not an "old" move, most of them secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Up to now, it has been a long time since the chess game has seen a white piece taken.

If you want to come to Pei Ling, you have successfully stabilized the situation!

The "Tianzhou" on Jiuyi Mountain said in a deep voice, "This is the third sunspot, it has become a white one!"

The eyes of "Zhendu" taught by Tiansheng were indifferent, like a snow-white robe, reflecting the dazzling jewels between his brows, he stood with his hands behind his back, and said indifferently: "We all enter the game with white pieces."

"The more white pieces, the better the situation for us!"

Su Zhentian's "Yan Ji" fluttered her wide sleeves, she nodded casually with unspeakable elegance, and said slowly: "The current situation is still dominated by sunspots, who firmly hold the upper hand, but fortunately, it has already It's not an absolute dead end..."

Before she finished speaking, on the chess board, suddenly there were eight black stones connected together, which turned into white stones in an instant!

Looking at this unprecedented scene, all the Mahayanas onlookers were startled.

Eight sunspots become white?

How is this going?

However, before thinking about it for a long time, a sunspot falling on a key position also turned into a white stone!

The situation on the chessboard changed drastically in an instant!

Before, the sunspots were numerous and aggressive, occupying an absolute chance of victory, but at this moment, although they still accounted for a large number, they seemed to have lost their unstoppable and overpowering vigor.

On the contrary, it is Bai's side, the 32 pieces are scattered in the layout, there is a faint sense of echoing each other, sparks start a prairie fire, but it seems that there is a slight tendency to turn defense into offense!

At this time, the "old" who had been standing still all of a sudden fell down.

despair!

A sunspot fell into the chessboard.

This is an idle move, after it is settled, no white pieces are taken, the next moment...

A tall, fat figure appeared opposite the "old", beside the chessboard.

It looks like a man, a beast, and a strange beast. It looks like a mountain of meat, with dark green eyes and sharp fangs reflecting a little bit of cold light.

On the head of the beast, there are horns twisting and twisting, like branches covered with vines in the forest, cumbersome and weird, wearing a colorful feather robe, holding a skull of unknown ethnicity in the hand, and there are blood fire in the skull's eye sockets Move slowly.

Under the cover of heavy vicissitudes, the details are obscure, but it feels ancient and chaotic.

"Old" slowly raised his head, under the hood, his eyes were bright, looking at this figure, his voice was cold: "The sun and the moon will stay forever, the past will return!"

The figure stood up immediately without any hesitation, and walked towards Fu Sheng Boundary.

Even though they knew that the two sides were not in the same time and space, the Mahayanas around them still shot one after another, and all kinds of spells, supernatural powers, curses, poisons... swept towards it like a violent storm.

Boom boom boom...

All the attacks passed through the body of that figure like a phantom, but they couldn't touch the opponent at all.

The gigantic mountain of meat trembled, and the skull in its claws scattered scarlet smoke along the way, infecting the void. Looking at it, it looked like a huge river of blood, with the eye sockets of the skull as the source, gurgling, bit by bit. meander away.

It quickly walked out of the floating habitat.

Looking at this scene, "Yuanzhou" said lightly: "There is no need to try again."

"Now, it's our turn to settle!"