Only Li Changsheng and Han Yu were left in the palace to eat voraciously.

After passing away, he followed Qiongxiao to the outside of the hall.

On Daoting Mountain, the weather is good today.

The sun is shining, cloudless, flowers blooming, birds sing, and spring is filled with flowers.

Qiongxiao waved his hand, and flags of different colors flew out from all sides of the universe in his sleeve, turning into array light, covering the two of them.

The flags are red, yellow, green and black, floating in the four corners of southeast, west and north, isolating the outside world and blocking the space.

Inside the array.

Qiongxiao is still as cold as ice.

This banshe Emperor, who doesn't know how to get along with others and doesn't want to get along with others, will only show a rare good face when facing Li Changsheng:

"What's your name?"

The old monk calmly replied:

"I passed away."

"I'm asking about your real name!"

Qiongxiao's phoenix eyes sterned and said gloomy:

"Don't play tricks. If your answer is a bit unsatisfied with me, I will break your neck."

"well."

He sighed and said:

"The name is just a name, why bother with me?"

"Li Changsheng is my man!"

Qiongxiao's eyes flashed, demonic power surged around him, nine fox tails behind him were scattering teeth and claws, and his tone was not good, saying:

"If you want to get close to him, I must know all your details, and the cause and effect he involves, and I cannot tolerate my carelessness!"

The demonic wind raged.

Roll up the flying sand and walk through the stones.

The clouds are surging.

Confused and passed away from the Tao.

Before the great horror, the old monk in Hanshan Temple rushes golden springs under his feet, his mouth is like a lotus, and his voice is depressed, and he recites:

"Amitabha!"

In an instant, Buddha lotus bloomed, golden-winged roc, ancient true dragon and other ancient alien species protected the Tao, and the monk said:

"You are eager to know, I will tell you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he passed away and the sky above his head stagnated, gradually supporting a simple chessboard.

Qiongxiao raised his eyebrows and stared at the chessboard in surprise. He opened his red lips and said:

"Heaven and earth are plates, and sentient beings are children. We are playing against the Tao. You bald donkey, such a big deal!"

Looking at the past and present, those who are capable of playing this kind of chess are not as many as five fingers. Qiongxiao is even more curious about the details of his passing.

Let’s look at the strange scenes of the chessboard again.

You can see:

There is a chess player sitting on the north and south of the chessboard.

The chess player on the south side wears a cassock, and the chess player on the north side wears a Taoist robe; the former holds a black chess, and the latter holds a white chess.

The black piece falls to the nineteenth place, and Bai Zi conquers all directions; the black piece attacks, the white piece guards, and you come and go, fighting on the chessboard.

This game of chess will be as dark as the sky and the earth will be dark, and the sun and the moon will be lost. It will be like the water of a big river coming from the sky, rushing to the earth and never returning.

Chess is played longer and longer.

The two black and white sons each account for half of the chessboard.

The time between the two figures gradually extended, and the expressions on their faces gradually became solemn.

"Bang."

A few hours later, the monk left his last son, breathed a sigh of relief, and the Dao transformed into a silent voice.

"Harmony?"

Qiongxiao whispered.

Playing chess and becoming a draw with the Dao Incarnation, this person's achievements will not be lower than that of the Golden Immortal in Breaking Realm!

"wrong!"

Suddenly, Qiongxiao looked horrified and shouted:

"Better than half a son!"

The extra son is the foreshadowing of the monk when he first took action.

He... won the sky!

Looking at the chess game that ordinary people could not play, Qiongxiao suddenly thought of a legendary figure from the six realms a thousand years ago and exclaimed:

"You are Gu Zun!"

Gu Zun.

A thousand years ago, the number one genius in the fairy world relied on the body of a mortal, and realized the truth day and night, and entered the supreme fairyland.

When he ascended to the immortal world, he had a strong ambition and asked for battle from heaven, and played a chess game with the great power of the world.

That chess was played for a full three hundred years.

In the end, Gu Zun took the blood of his relatives as a sacrifice, and left the last son on the chessboard, winning the road, and all the six realms were shocked.

He is heartless and righteous, has a horrible talent, and is better than the son of heaven...

Everything Gu Zun did made everyone feel that the Six Realms are about to witness an epic and immortal growth history.

But at the forefront of this...

He is missing!

No one knows where he went, and no one knows why he disappeared.

All the people in the world know that the genius who won the great way has evaporated.

But a thousand years later, Qiongxiao saw this evil genius who had been recorded in history with his own eyes...

How could she not be surprised!

"Aren't you dead?"

"Amitabha, Gu Zun is dead."

The monk smiled faintly and calmly dissipated the strange appearance, as if the glorious past had nothing to do with him, and said:

"I am calling for death, and the death of Hanshan Temple in Gusu City."

"Is this what you Buddhists call becoming a Buddha on your own?

Qiongxiao asked strangely.

"Amitabha!"

I will not answer the Buddha's name when I pass away.

"Okay, whether you are Gu Zun or pass away, I won't talk too much."

After all, it was the Demon Emperor. After all, Qiongxiao was only slightly shocked for a while, and then his expression was as normal as usual, and said:

"But I have to know, what are your intentions to be a Buddhist son?"

"Fellow Daoist Changsheng is suitable for the road of Hanshan Temple."

After passing away, he drew a circle on his chest and said:

"He is concerned about the people and wants to eliminate the evil paths of the system, which coincides with the concept of our Hanshan Temple."

"His talent is so high that he is more unwilling to give in than the poor monk back then. He is the position of a Buddhist son."

Qiongxiao chuckled and said:

"Old monk, you have vision."

No matter what, Qiongxiao was still very happy to hear that his beloved man was praised by a master.

When she was happy, her tone eased a little, and said:

"It's okay to ask him to follow you, but I have two requests."

After leaving, he smiled and said:
To be continued...