Tian Yuan

The young Junjie looking at this picture looks calm on the surface, but he is very restless in his heart.If it were them instead, they would definitely be unable to suppress it.

The female disciples of the Ewha Palace are not only exceptionally talented, one in a million, but also have excellent looks, born with beauty and not changed by the day after tomorrow.

"Pretend."

A woman in a plain skirt looked at the immovable Daochen Buddha and let out a coquettish cry.

"The Buddhist disciples selected by the Eastern Land Buddhism are full of concentration, and it is impossible to break the precepts easily."

The girls knew this, and they acted like this to play tricks on Daoist Buddha disciples to pass the time.

"The elder sister is here, stop making trouble."

Originally, the girls were still teasing Daochen Buddha, but when they saw Wang Shutong walking slowly, they quickly put away that coquettish posture and stood to one side with a solemn face.

Wang Shutong walked slowly towards Dao Chen Buddha, wearing a long white dress, dragging on the ground, not stained by mud and dust.Her dress is very monotonous, without any bright colors, her whole body is all white, like an inviolable ice lotus.

Her long black hair was tied tightly with a hosta, the ribbon around her waist was fluttering in the breeze, and a pair of jade hands were lightly placed under her chest, classically elegant, noble and pure.

The girls retreated to one side, bowed to Wang Shutong and saluted very respectfully.

Wang Shutong was expressionless, his eyes fell on the Buddha, and his voice was soft: "Eminent monk in the east, do you have the guts to play a game with me?"

As he spoke, Wang Shutong waved his left hand lightly, and a stone table and a stone bench appeared in front of him, and a chessboard containing strange laws was placed on the table.

Although Daochen Buddha was chanting sutras with his eyes closed, he could still hear Wang Shutong's words.

After hesitating for a moment, Daochen Buddha opened his eyes.

He got up, took a few steps forward, exchanged glances with Wang Shutong, looked down at the chessboard on the table, and said softly: "The chessboard and chess pieces made of the Wannian extremely bright stone are good things."

"sit."

Wang Shutong understood the meaning of Taoist Buddha, and agreed.

The two sat down, their eyes facing each other.

After a moment of silence, Wang Shutong waved his hand again, setting up barriers around him, so as not to let the conversation go out, and he didn't want to be disturbed by others.

The girls in the Ewha Palace turned around wisely, not daring to peep.

"Please."

Daochen Buddha took the sunspot and signaled Wang Shutong to settle first.

Wang Shutong was also polite, grabbed a white stone and landed in the center of the chessboard.

"Do you know why people in Ewha Palace treat you like this?"

While playing chess, while chatting.

"I don't know."

Regarding this matter, Daochen Buddha really didn't know anything, and shook his head.

"Want to know?"

Wang Shutong lowered his eyebrows and looked at the chessboard, a strand of black hair slipped from his temples, gently swept over his pinkish-white ears, hanging in the air, as soft as water.

"Please inform the benefactor."

Daochen Buddha said sincerely.

"The Holy Lord of the Ewha Palace and the abbot of the Buddhist sect once had a bad relationship."

Wang Shutong in a nutshell.

Hearing this sentence, Daochen Fozi's heart was obviously shocked, his eyes changed, his brows were slightly frowned, his left hand holding the black chess piece trembled slightly, and it hung in the air, not landing on the chessboard for a long time.

After a while, Daochen Buddha put down the chess piece, looked up at Wang Shutong who was close at hand, and asked, "Is this statement of the benefactor true or false?"

The abbot of Buddhism is Daochen's benefactor, with high virtue and respect, and the Dharma is boundless.

Daochen racked his brains and couldn't imagine how his master had touched Fanxin, he couldn't believe it.

"Many people know about this matter. If you are willing to investigate, it is not difficult to verify."

Wang Shutong said.

At this point in the conversation, Daochen Buddha didn't know how to answer the conversation, so he remained silent.

Because of knowing this matter, it greatly affected the state of mind of the Buddha.Therefore, he was more hesitant when making a move, and the situation of the chess game was obviously at a disadvantage.

Half an hour later, the game of chess became a dead end.

Daochen Buddha stared at it for a long time, but failed to find the vitality of Heizi, and finally chose to put down the chess piece in his hand, sighed lightly, clasped his hands together and said: "The poor monk lost."

"The abbot of Buddhism has immeasurable merit and virtue in your eyes, and the Dharma is supreme. After knowing this, it will be difficult for you to accept it!"

Wang Shutong did not feel the joy of victory, because she knew very well that the Buddha's state of mind was temporarily damaged and his attention was distracted.

"Yeah." Daochen Fozi didn't hide it, nodded and admitted.

"There are so many things you don't know, take it easy!"

Wang Shutong got up and walked.

In fact, Wang Shutong had the idea of ​​fighting Daochen and Buddha more than once.

Therefore, Wang Shutong deliberately tested the depth of Buddha's strength, and played chess with him.

This chessboard is not simple, but it is made of extremely bright stone, which contains many laws and principles.When the two sides play chess, the competition is not only chess skills, but also their own strength.

Rao Wang Shutong affected the mood of Daochen Buddha, and it took half an hour to win.

If the Buddha's state of mind is not damaged, the outcome of the chessboard game must be an unknown result.

Through this move, Wang Shutong was afraid of Dao Chen and Buddha, and did not dare to invite a fight rashly.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Daochen Buddha closed his eyes, and Wang Shutong's words kept echoing in his ears, and he couldn't regain his peace for a long time.

Time flies like a white horse, and soon another four years passed.

The battle between Chen Qingyuan and Fu Dongliu was less than a year away.

At this moment, Yanchang Ancient Star gathered tens of thousands of people, all of whom wanted to witness this battle with their own eyes, looking forward to it.

In the secret room, Chen Qingyuan is still practicing.

During this period of time, he consumed thousands of top-grade spirit stones to stabilize his cultivation.

The body absorbed a large amount of spiritual energy, but still couldn't break through.

"Try again!"

Chen Qingyuan made some calculations and knew that there was not enough time.

In the last few days, Chen Qingyuan still wanted to fight for it, to see if he could reach the peak of the Nascent Soul.If he can cross over, his own strength will definitely be improved again, and he will have greater confidence in the next battle.

At the same time, the Tianjiao of the Eighteen Veins of Western Xinjiang came together from afar and landed on the ancient star of Yanchang.With the arrival of the people from Xijiang, the scene became extremely lively.

"This battle can be regarded as the pinnacle battle of the younger generation."

Everyone is curious about the strength of No.1 Fu Dongliu in Xijiang, without exception.

"I hope Chen Qingyuan can carry out a few more tricks then."

Few people think that Chen Qingyuan has the possibility of winning, they just hope that he will not lose too badly.

"Fu Dongliu, here we come!"

A month later, Fu Dongliu came dressed in black and stepped out of nowhere, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

Fu Dongliu stood on a high place, gently closed his eyes, and put his hands behind his back. An invisible sense of oppression diffused from his body, making people afraid to stare for a long time.

He is ready and waiting for the day of the battle.