I just want to be a quiet man

Just remind the five seniors to be careful!

"Kong Meng" nodded lightly, her slender neck was white and straight, like a swan's neck, and it shone brightly between glances: "This is nature."

As she spoke, she continued, "'Gu Miao', 'Shi Wei', 'Fei Rong', and 'Jian Shu' have all arrived near Jian Mu."

"However, we are temporarily unable to contact you about the 'disaster' of Yousu's tomb."

"It is still uncertain whether it has fallen..."

Hearing this, Pei Ling looked calm.

Ji Shuang'er's strength has not recovered, and he still cannot locate the positions of other chess pieces.

But the seniors of "Kong Meng" couldn't get in touch with "Huo", this is not a big deal.

The gloom in the prehistoric years formed its own realm.

"Huo" is now in the Netherworld, but the five seniors including "Kong Meng" are outside the Netherworld.

The two worlds are separated, and "Woe" has not yet become a fairy, so it is reasonable to not hear the voices of "Kong Meng" and other five seniors.

Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately said: "The 'misfortune' is before we become immortals, everything is normal, and we won't fall so easily."

"Just leave this matter to me."

"Kong Meng" nodded and said, "Okay."

Next, in the Dharma boat, there was a brief silence.

Seeing that the five seniors had nothing else to add, Pei Ling immediately said: "The five seniors have worked hard, and the building will be cut soon. If there is no other news to exchange, please go to the quiet room to take a rest and adjust your status."

"Next, it's a crusade against the heavens."

"Must go all out!"

The five people in "Kongmeng" heard the words, they were all solemn: "Good!"

So, the five left quickly.

The hatch of the main hall was slowly closed, and there was a light sound on the stairs, and the movement quickly disappeared.

In the huge main hall, only Pei Ling was left in a blink of an eye.

The sky outside the glazed window is still there, and the dim light of the sky illuminates its deep eyes.

Fazhou's entire body was lit with countless clouds and seals, and when it escaped into the sky, there was no sound.

Wherever it went, few creatures noticed it.

Occasionally, some remnant immortals have different perceptions, but just after taking off, before approaching the Fazhou, they were startled, and immediately followed their instincts to avoid it...

There was silence in the boat, and the hanging bead curtains were motionless, like a flat house.

Pei Ling's thoughts moved slightly, and dense dark red lines immediately appeared all over his body.

Soon, darkness emerged, slender white arms stretched out, the black shirt fluttered, and the incarnation of Mo Lilan appeared.

She sat down on a chair not far away, with a graceful demeanor, like a boudoir.

Looking at her avatar, Pei Ling asked straight to the point: "Miss, how are you doing now?"

Ji Shuang'er, who controlled the avatar, blinked her bright eyes, and replied with a sweet voice: "I'm fine."

"Ji Wu, if you become a fairy this time, I will also be rewarded."

"If there are no other changes, I will be able to recover almost in a few hours!"

How many hours...

Before rushing to Jianmu, it's too late!

With a flash of thought, Pei Ling nodded, and then said: "This trip to Qingqiu, what do you think the young lady thinks?"

Ji Shuang'er once told him that the "future" belongs to the "past" and the "past" belongs to the "future".

He didn't quite understand the meaning of that sentence at the time, but now that he has reached the Golden Immortal realm and mastered the law of "time", he already understands the true meaning of this sentence...

Right now, the trip to Qingqiu is related to the Fusheng chess game, but he wants to hear what Ji Shuang'er means.

Hearing this, Ji Shuang'er frowned slightly, thought seriously for a moment, and then said hesitantly: "That seems... a game in the middle of a game."

"There should be more than one chess game like that."

Game in game?

more than one……

Pei Ling's expression suddenly became serious. The Qingqiu incident started because of an experiment conducted by the Immortal Venerable "Weary Ruins"!

And the experiment of the "Worry Ruins" Immortal Venerable affected more than just the Nine-Tailed Fox!

Almost all the big clans in the heavens and the world, the "Wanxu" Immortal Venerable have not let go!

Those great clans who were also experimented by the "Wanxu" Immortal Venerable, all have such chess games in their possession?

Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately asked, "How many similar chess games are there?"

Ji Shuang'er immediately said: "There should be eight more games in this game..."

"However, I don't know exactly where and what it looks like."

"I only know that those game-in-game games all existed in the past years."

"Qingqiu is in the middle of the game, Ji Wu, you should not be the first batch of people to participate..."

"This kind of game in the game is very weird!"

"If Ji Wu fails in the end, there should be some latecomers who will continue to participate in Qingqiu's round..."

As he listened, Pei Ling gradually felt something was wrong.

Game in game, there are eight more...

Counting Qingqiu, there are nine.

If the chess game of the Great Desolation War is included, it happens to be ten chess games!

Ten games of chess...

Even more past years...

He wasn't the first to take part...

Pei Ling suddenly thought of something, these ten chess games are the end games of the ten games of Ascension in the Floating Life Realm of the Panya Realm!

At the beginning, when he reached the Mahayana level, he became the introduction of the fairy road of this generation, leading all the Mahayanas in the Panya Realm to the Floating Life Realm, and drew the endgame of Ascension.

At that time, he heard from the seniors of the Nine Sects that there are bad luck and good fortune when ascending to the endgame, and the "Eternal Evil" patriarch's immortal journey drew the chess game of the prehistoric war.

And the chess game that has already appeared will not appear again within the next nine games...

Of course, now it seems that this statement is complete nonsense!

In the current situation, if his guess is correct, the chess game of the Great Desolation War will be the main battlefield!

The remaining nine endgames of Ascension are all the games in the game that Ji Shuang'er said!

Those who have participated in the midgame are the other Patriarchs of the Panya world who have gone to the Floating Realm and started the endgame of Ascension!

And the Qingqiu situation he experienced this time is one of the ten ascension endings in the Floating Life Realm!

Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately understood that in the Panya Realm, those patriarchs who had successfully ascended to the ascension were all in the middle of the game!

These rounds should be difficult or easy, and they won't be as dangerous as Qingqiu's round. With his strength, they are all in danger, and danger is everywhere!

With this thought in mind, Pei Ling immediately asked again: "Apart from Qingqiu's game, other games in the game also have entrances during this period of time?"

Ji Shuang'er pondered for a moment, then said with some uncertainty: "There should be..."

"However, I can't perceive the specific location."

Pei Ling nodded, and immediately remembered that he once asked the Immortal Venerable "Wanxu" how he could return to his normal life.

"Wanxu" Immortal Venerable said three methods at that time: one is to directly rely on the endless lifespan to live to future generations; the other is to climb Jianmu; the third is to go to the floating chess game again.

Now, He is going to climb the building tree again.

But during this trip to Qingqiu, he got the "time" law and paid a corresponding price.

Even if you climbed Jianmu, you may not be able to return to the original years.

The only way left to go is to go to the Floating Life Chess Game again!

and this……

It is necessary to find a new game in the game!

With this in mind, Pei Ling went on to say, "Next, I'm going to participate in the task of cutting Jianmu for the human race."

"Miss, do you have any suggestions?"

Ji Shuang'er nodded, looked at him very seriously, and said solemnly: "You...be careful in everything!"

Pei Ling was slightly taken aback when he heard this, and then smiled and said, "Okay!"

As soon as the voice fell, the sleeves of his robe flicked, and countless cloud seals and talismans flew up around him, criss-crossing, like several layers, wrapping the entire dharma boat, as if airtight!

After setting up the restraints, Pei Ling immediately calmed down and began to adjust his state.

Soon, all the preparations were completed. He glanced at Mo Lilan and turned into Mo Lilan. At this moment, Mo Lilan's black shirt was fluttering like a tidal wave. Shuang'er's will has already been taken back into her body by him.

Immediately afterwards, Pei Ling manipulated the avatar Mo Lilan, and played a series of magic formulas with mysterious aura.

This is 【Please Immortal Art】!

He wants to invite the Immortal Venerable "Worthy of Ruins" to occupy the night and complete the steps of becoming a king!

Chapter 136 : The Time Is Coming!

In the blink of an eye, the incarnation of Mo Lilan had already cast out the complete formula of [Inviting Immortal Art]. In the dark, the order fluctuated, and the mysterious power rippled slightly like invisible water patterns.

But the next moment...

The incarnation of Mo Lilan's immortal power was disordered for a while, and the blood was slightly churning. After a while, everything gradually calmed down, but nothing happened.

[Please Immortal Art] Failed to perform!

Pei Ling was startled, and immediately realized something was wrong.

This 【Invitation to Immortal Art】had been completely mastered before he became an immortal, and it is impossible to make a mistake right now!

Thinking of this, with a thought, he raised his hand to hold the palm of the incarnation Mo Lilan, and Mo Lilan quickly turned into a mass of pure darkness and merged into his body.

Dense dark red lines appeared for a moment and disappeared without a trace.

Immediately afterwards, Pei Ling's main body began to cast a series of spells, which were exactly the same as the avatar's display just now.

The moment the last spell was completed, like the incarnation of Mo Lilan just now, the immortal power in his body suddenly became chaotic.

After all the breath calmed down, [Please Immortal Art] failed again!

Feeling the mysterious power dissipating in the dark, Pei Ling's complexion changed slightly.

This feeling……

It was as if what he had just performed was not an immortal technique, but a few spells indiscriminately!

"There is no problem with the formula I used!"

"It's [Please Xianshu] that has changed!"

"There should be something there that changed the conditions for [Inviting Immortal Art]..."

"No!"

"It's not just the conditions for casting it, but the essential order of this fairy art has been changed!"

While thinking, Pei Ling suddenly looked in one direction.

His eyes instantly penetrated the dharma boat, passed through numerous mountains and rivers, and countless barriers, and saw a desolate and uninhabited open space without any intelligent life.

Pei Ling locked the open space from the air, and then played the formula, flicking the sleeves of his robe, and tapped lightly with one finger.

This is fairy art, 【Star Finger】!

But as soon as I pointed it out, the open space was as quiet as before, only the sand and stones were rolling in the wind, and there was an endless stream of rustling sounds, without any change.