Day and night tour

Chapter 324 Chessboard World
The four great monks who sought the waves have been trapped in the world of time for nearly three hundred years.

The incense practitioners in the mortal world don't know much about the Realm of Time, and their understanding is mainly concentrated on two points - to enter this space folded up by the Well Country, one needs to wait for eight incense sticks; if the Realm of Time is unfolded, it will appear above the Huangyuan Mansion.

"Lao Hua once said that in terms of the difficulty of descending to the human world, it is more difficult to come to the human world from the world of time than from the sky.
But today, the two passages, the passage of time and the passage of the human world, were opened up at a faster speed. I didn’t know why before, but now I know that the Huangyuan demon has stepped in and added fuel to the fire.”

Zhou Xuan analyzed secretly.

As for the great demon in Huang Yuan, his name is heard but his shadow is not seen; his movements are known but his whereabouts are not found. To say that he is a five-clawed scaly dragon hiding in the clouds thousands of miles away - a dragon that can be seen from the head but not the tail - is to belittle it.

"Perhaps, the mastermind behind the fall of Gong Zheng, the evil god, the monk Xunbo, and the Zoroastrianism to Mingjiang Mansion is this Huangyuan monster?"

After thinking about it carefully, Zhou Xuan really felt that it was possible.

The evil god is the embodiment of human desires.

Gong is the ancient god above the sky.
Xunbo monks were the first wave of people to land in the Buddhist country.
Zoroastrianism itself is an evil sect that is hard to trace.
There seems to be nothing in common between the four. If one wants to integrate them without anyone noticing, there must be a core figure.

The big demon of Huangyuan Prefecture is fully capable of acting as this core, and then "bow" them like a skilled woman kneading dough, and knead them into elastic dough.

The "Nine Snake God" among the evil gods is the "masterpiece" of the great demon Huang Yuan. He had already had in-depth exchanges with the Yintang evil god of Mingjiang Prefecture.

The world of time where the monk Xunbo is located is above Huangyuan Prefecture.
There is no trace of the Zoroastrian sect, could it be that the great demon Huang Yuan was the mastermind behind it?

As for "Gong Zheng", it is not surprising that this ancient god has lived for so many years and has some collusion with the once powerful Huangyuan monster.

All kinds of thoughts quickly flowed through Zhou Xuan's mind... The faster they turned, the more he saw a layer of fog. Behind the fog, there was a pair of terrifying eyes, staring at him, at Mingjiang Mansion, and at...

...the Zhou family Nuo god "Fang Xiangshi".

Zhou Xuan suddenly realized.

"Draw the car, beat the handsome guy."

"The Huangyuan monster's plan today is not about how many people to kill, nor whether the monk Xunbo will destroy the entire Mingjiang Prefecture. It doesn't even worry about Gong Zheng's life or death.

It only worries about one thing: whether the Nuo God can wake up. "

Zhou Xuan finally thought of the key point and said to Zhou Lingyi: "Today, Gangfeng Cave is a huge chessboard, and the person playing chess is the Huangyuan demon and Nuo God."

"Why did the great monster Huangyuan play this game of chess?" Zhou Lingyi didn't understand.

Zhou Xuan said: "Force the Nuo God to wake up."

"If the Nuo God wakes up, will the Huangyuan monster be able to fight the Nuo God?"

Zhou Lingyi was a little skeptical.
Everyone in Jing Kingdom has one consensus - Nuo God is nearly invincible. Although he is only one of the nine heavenly gods, his real fighting power is not inferior to the four great heavenly masters of Jing Kingdom.

Ancient Buddha, Blood Well, Taoist Ancestor and Witch God, these four founders of the incense and fire religion, are they sure of victory when they face off against Nuo God?

Even the Four Heavenly Lords are no less powerful than him, so how can the big monster from Huangyuan Prefecture be able to defeat him?
"It is precisely because the great monster of Huangyuan Prefecture cannot be defeated that he wants to force Nuo God to wake up."

Zhou Xuan's words seemed a little counterintuitive. I can't beat you, so I have to force you to show up... It sounds like a fallacy.

Lord Jiu has been in charge of the Pingshui Prefecture's God-Traveling Division for many years. He has a lot of knowledge about the secrets of the Jing Kingdom and is also quite insightful about the psychology of the big demons and evil gods.

He was the first to react and said, "The only flaw of Nuo God is that his power is too unmatched. Once he makes a move in the true sense, he will fall into a deep sleep that is even more difficult to wake up from."

"The current Nuo God is in a very deep sleep. If he strikes again today, I'm afraid that the next time Jing Nation encounters a crisis, he won't wake up until four or five states are slaughtered in succession and the fate of most people in Jing Nation is forcibly ended."

"I see."

Zhou Lingyi said: "The Huangyuan demon forced Nuo God to wake up, just to use this rule to curb Nuo God's protection of Jing State to a greater extent."

Zhou Xuan nodded and said,

"That's why he single-handedly facilitated the joint gathering of Gong Zheng, the evil god, the monk Xun Bo, and the Zoroastrianism."

"If Nuo God lets it go, Gong Zheng will at least kill me, the descendant of Nuo God. The evil god will order the bloodthirsty mountain barbarians in Yintang to attack Mingjiang Prefecture, and Xunbo Monk will avenge the blood feud of Baoshan Temple...

These are all the bargaining chips that Huangyuan Great Demon uses to force Nuo God to wake up. At present, these chips are very important. "

If these people attack Mingjiang Prefecture, will they then attack Pingshui Prefecture?
If Lord Jian, Lord Jiu, and Zhou Lingyi of Pingshui Prefecture all died in Mingjiang, the Yushen Division of Pingshui Prefecture would exist in name only...

"No wonder Nuo God didn't take action immediately."

Zhou Xuan now has his doubts resolved.

"Let them into the Ming River."

The attitude given by Nuo God is that he will definitely take action, but not now. Now is not the time to cut off the source of the problem.

"When you are unsure about something, you can ask Kong Ming."

This was the guidance from the Nuo god to Zhou Xuan.

"What is inside the empty mirror?"

At this time, the cracks in the Sixteen Postures in Zhou Xuan's hands had been repaired. Through the repayment of incense, Zhou Lingyi's incense was all supplied to him, allowing Zhou Xuan to maintain his combat power of about eighteen or nineteen.

However, even with great confidence, Zhou Xuan had no chance of winning against the Cliff Monk who had already stepped into the world of flower sea. When he was saving his master, the knife that was across the Cliff Monk's fingertips was so light that it was almost broken by the touch.

Sitting eight and looking at nine and burning nine incense sticks are only a fine line apart on paper, but there is a world of difference between them.

"When you are unsure about something, you can ask Kong Ming."

The sister and brother have a mutual understanding. What Zhou Xuan was thinking at this moment, Zhou Lingyi also thought of.

"Brother, you should take a rest first and concentrate on finding the Kongming Mirror. I will meet this cliff monk for you first."

Zhou Lingyi stretched out her right hand and straightened Zhou Xuan's collar, just as she did when Zhou Xuan first went on stage to tell stories in Pingshui Prefecture.

She seemed to have a special obsession with collars.

"Brother, my grandfather taught me how to judge whether a guest who chooses to perform is a distinguished guest. He said that you have to look at the collar.

If the collar is wet with sweat, it will irritate the neck flesh; if it is wrinkled, it will make you look less energetic; if it is dirty, the elegance of the whole outfit will be ruined.

When the distinguished guest makes clothes, the collar is always made neither too soft nor too hard. He also pays attention to it and makes sure that the collar is neat and clean. In terms of style, it has a certain style.

In the future, you must remember what our grandfather said and never get your collar dirty."

When Zhou Lingyi spoke to this point, her tone was already firm, and Zhou Xuan could even hear a sense of separation.

"Sister, I still have the Mountain and River Map, and Sixteen..."

"You still have me."

As soon as Zhou Lingyi finished speaking, flower prints flowed in her slender white hands. Purple, red, and blue flowers bloomed and withered, then bloomed again after withering.
When the flower bloomed eight times, all of Zhou Xuan's incense was taken away by Zhou Lingyi.

She turned around resolutely and walked towards the cliff monk from the center of the flower sea world.

"It's been so long since I returned to Pingshui Prefecture that I almost forgot that I learned my art in Mingjiang Prefecture. The first time I became a parade god, I was also the night patrol god of Mingjiang Prefecture. I am from Pingshui Prefecture, but I should fight for Mingjiang Prefecture."

Every step Zhou Lingyi took in her plain light blue cloth shoes was accompanied by the withering of the flower stamens. Her heart was towards the light, but the curse of the red spider lily was originally a witch curse of the underworld. The mysterious temperament of the folk witch was its core.

Jiu Da Ren and Yuan Buyu saw Zhou Lingyi move, so they also held up paper banners and folding fans and helped Zhou Lingyi beat the drums...

……

The boating monk was rowing to the sea of ​​flowers, but the lady with the red coffin who was going in and out of the water was like a dragon in the abyss. With the strength of eight incense sticks, she could make the coffin in the water create wind.

Wherever the red coffin passed, there were also the magic arrows of Lord Jian.

The skill of the Eight Incense Sticks at the Divine Arrow Hall is called "God-Slaying Arrow". In the eyes of the monk Xingzhou, his cultivation may be just so-so, but he dare not underestimate the divine arrow.

"There are thirty-three heavens in the Buddha's kingdom. The twelfth heaven is called the Heaven of the King of the Styx. The King of the Styx rules the Styx. No one knows how long or how wide the river is. On one side of the river is new life, and on the other side is old death. I row a boat across the Styx to ferry the dead from old death to new life.
This river contains life and death, Lady Coffin and Arrow God, please be careful."

The boating monk threw the bamboo stick in his hand and chopped it into the waters of the Styx, causing muddy waves dozens of feet high to pour into the air.

The newborn power in the turbid waves rushed towards the Coffin Lady and the Arrow Master, but the old dead power contained in them corroded the arrows and coffins that pierced the turbid waves, preventing them from getting close to the boat monk.

Neither side can advance, and neither can retreat.

Lord Arrow had a sharp eye and said to Lady Red Coffin, "Lady Coffin, the two of us can contain the monk Xingzhou. His Nine Incense Sticks are not stable. He has reached the level of incense, but has not completed the Nine Incense Sticks promotion ceremony."

"If it's not the real Nine Sticks of Incense, then his plan to paddle the boat into the flower sea world is just a daydream."

If you encounter the Coffin Lady in the water area, she is no easier to deal with than Lord Arrow.

"Nine-transmigration golden body..."

The monk on the boat was reminded of his past sorrows by Lord Jian's words - he had already cultivated the Nine-Turn Golden Body of Buddhism long ago, but was stuck in the promotion ceremony for many years.

"New life, old death... I have been pondering for many years, but I still can't understand it." The monk on the boat was restrained.

The situation of the Heavenly King Baoshu was not much different. He relied on the palm tree to fight against the musicians, the painter, and the King Xishan alone, but it was already a bit difficult.

However, the Sixteen Yin Halls sang a sad song again, activating this ancient altar. The cracks in the stone slabs and the moss stained with blood were all flowing with the curse power of the ancient witch clan, causing the Treasure Tree King to be a little dazed. He only felt that there were tens of thousands of witch clan ancestors in front of him, singing and dancing, singing excitedly, but dancing like elves in the mountains.

He was inexplicably annoyed, and he kept on killing the ancestors. People fell down one after another like mowing grass, and blood splattered, dyeing the world red. But the singing became more excited, and the dancing became more upside down. The bizarre scene formed a strange oppressive force, forcing the courage of the Treasure Tree King to be restrained.
An endless mental prison cell locked him in the altar, preventing him from escaping.

The monk Zhi Ming was sealed into the fox clan's sacred bones by King Xishan.
The monk Sailing on a Boat and the Heavenly King of Treasure Trees were both confronted. Although they were not defeated, they no longer had the energy to spare. They entered the world of the sea of ​​flowers, joined forces with the monk on the cliff, and killed Zhou Xuan.

……

Only the cliff monk entered the world of sea of ​​flowers.

The Flower Sea World is Zhou Lingyi's own little world. There are no rules here, or rather, the rules are controlled by Zhou Lingyi.
If other ordinary practitioners were pulled into the sea of ​​flowers, they wouldn't even be able to burn their incense.

It represents the underworld. Death, corruption and withering are the main themes of this small world.

But the cliff monk who was holding the chessboard with one hand was not troubled too much.

He stood in a place where red spider lilies flourished, looking up at the crimson sky, the ancient city of Muhun in the netherworld, and the inky mountains.

Zhou Lingyi no longer hid. She took the initiative to come out, like a lady from a noble family going for an outing, with all her aggressiveness restrained.

"Monster demon, you are quite interesting. You can walk into the flower sea world unscathed, but you don't go crazy looking for us siblings. Instead, you just look at the scenery here."

"Is there anything more important than seeing the beautiful scenery?"

The cliff monk laughed.

“Is this considered a beautiful view?”

"This small world is a vivid imitation of the netherworld of the Jing Country. The scenery in it is naturally gloomy, dark and ugly in the eyes of you Jing Country people, but in the eyes of us Buddha Country people, it is a scene that is hard to find in the world."

There was a rare sincerity in the eyes of the cliff monk. He turned his head and said, "The Buddha Kingdom is a wasteland with dirty water and a terrible stench.

There is almost no green in the mountains, only countless gray and white - rocks, rocks, and rocks. If you chisel the rocks open, you can't smell the fragrance of soil, but the endless beating of magma.
It is a lifeless country with a monotonous world, which causes us Buddhists to lack sufficient imagination. "

"After the establishment of the Thirty-Three Heavens, the Holy Buddha King Mijiaxun, with his infinite Buddha eyes, looked out at the sea of ​​stars and saw green for the first time. It was a green full of vitality, like the azure green waves rising in the sea... So, our Buddha Kingdom formed several wave-seeking monk teams to travel through the sea of ​​stars to find the green waves of the galaxy.

We found many countries, including one named after the sea - the Peacock Sea... a rich country with abundant water resources. In this country, we Buddhists tasted water without any impurities for the first time. The water was colorless and tasteless, but we tasted the most intense fragrance in the world.
I have also been to a dynasty full of flesh and blood technology - the Flesh and Blood Dynasty... This country is only made of flesh and blood, and countless powerful consciousnesses. Like our Buddhist country, their land is extremely barren, but the strength of their consciousness has allowed them to build a rich spiritual paradise.
We Buddhists have learned to enjoy life, wonderful music and beautiful dance from their spiritual paradise. "

"At the same time, you also annihilated them."

"Yes, we harbor hatred in our hearts. Hatred comes from our jealousy. Jealousy causes us to have uncontrollable greed, anger, and ignorance..."

"That's honest."

"But we don't consider it a sin." The cliff monk said, "Buddha is above mortals, so the thirty-three heavens must be far higher than every inch of land. All living beings who do not submit to the thirty-three heavens should be crushed.

But strangely, after coming to Jing Country, I inexplicably developed a sense of compassion. If we are going to massacre Mingjiang Prefecture this time, we will spare the people of Jing Country who sincerely worship Buddha."

"You can't kill even one person."

When Zhou Lingyi spoke to this point, her figure suddenly disappeared, and in the next instant, she flashed behind the cliff monk, and with her hand like a knife, she chopped at the monk's back.

When the knife fell, Zhou Lingyi turned into the color of old ice, and his figure became illusory. The knife was like a ray of light and shadow, slashing into the cliff monk's indestructible body.
Then, the icy color faded, and Zhou Lingyi's hand knife turned into a solid entity, sweeping across, sweeping the pumping heart inside the cliff monk's body.

"The laws of space, the laws of stars..."

Zhou Lingyi had dug a hole in the cliff monk's chest. He raised his head and spoke as if asking.

"In the flower sea world, I am the supreme will of this small world. The laws here are naturally under my control."

"You are wrong. You can't control me."

The cliff monk picked up a chess piece and hit it into the corner of the chessboard.

After the chess piece was placed, it seemed to have a magical effect. When it moved from the corner to the center of the sky, the body of the cliff monk recovered as before, as if he had not been slashed by Zhou Lingyi's knife.
Even Zhou Lingyi's figure and footsteps were forcibly changed to the position where he first met the cliff monk.

"I see."

Zhou Lingyi finally understood why the cliff monk was so confident. Without any thought, he shook his monk robe and stepped into the world of flowers.

She finally understood why the cliff monk was not affected by the dark energy of the sea of ​​flowers.

"I thought you were Jiuzhuxiang, and your level of Taoism was too high, so you could stir up trouble in my flower sea world, but I didn't expect that you also have a small world."

The chessboard is a world of its own.
The cliff monk enters the sea of ​​flowers, using the chessboard world to respond to the sea of ​​flowers world.

"Which side is stronger, the 'old death' or the 'new life', has always been an eternal topic of debate among the Buddhas in the Buddhist scriptures."

"Your flower sea world is the old death of Jingguo, and my chessboard world is the rebirth of Buddhaguo. I'm afraid that today's battle will give an answer close to the truth."

"The answer is that you evil monks from the Buddhist country will die on the spot!"

The wine master who had been hiding threw the wine gourd at the cliff monk.

The wine gourd is as fast as lightning.
The cliff-gripping monk was neither hurried nor slow, and added another piece to the chessboard.

The white piece fell to the center, and the black piece made way.

After the twins landed steadily, they drew two arcs, one above and one below, at the same time and exchanged positions. The time in the sea of ​​red spider lilies seemed to have stopped suddenly.

The wine gourd had already reached the cliff monk's chest, but suddenly it stopped.

Also frozen at the same time were Jiu Da Ren, Yuan Buyu, and Zhou Lingyi.

This is one of the five forms of time - eternity.

Eternity is only in a moment, and a moment is also eternity. When the blood well froze the suffering scholar, the painter saw the fifth form of time for the first time in his life.

In the sea of ​​flowers, the only one who is not bound by eternal form is the cliff monk.

He reached out and grabbed the wine gourd, pulled out the cork, tilted his head back and took a big gulp, then said with a lingering feeling, "Good wine, good wine."

After saying that, he took a few big gulps and drank the wine in the pot. Then he put the cork on the pot and threw the wine gourd out casually.

The gourd was like a soft piece of paper floating in the air, gently and weakly swinging towards Mr. Jiu.

Although it looked powerless, when the gourd touched Lord Jiu's chest, it exploded violently. With a loud bang, Lord Jiu was blown dozens of feet away, and a huge hole appeared on his chest. However, because he was still in the "eternal" state, there was not even any expression of pain on his face.

"I am not playing this chess game with you. Master Zhou, you are a genius in cultivation. When I was 20 years old, my skills were far inferior to yours. If you had entered the Nine Incense Sticks, I would definitely not be able to defeat you. Master Jiu, Mr. Yuan, you are all the best in your respective halls. Are you worthy of being my opponent?

But today I just want to play a game with Zhou Xuanshou."

The Cliff Monk was not in a hurry to kill Zhou Lingyi, Yuan Buyu and Jiu Da Ren. His target was still Zhou Xuan.

He couldn't give Zhou Xuan too much time to comprehend the Kong Ming Mirror.

He also knew that he was not the only person in the sea of ​​flowers who was not trapped by "eternity"... Zhou Xuan was also not restricted by "eternity".

It’s just because in Zhou Xuan’s secret realm lives the split consciousness of a Heavenly Venerable.

At the same time, Zhou Xuan’s Kongming Mirror is also a small world.

In this small world, Zhou Xuan is the supreme will.

"My chessboard world is naturally more advanced than the flower sea world, but it is essentially the same. It is just created by incense and magic tools.
Zhou Xuan's empty mirror world is different, it is a world that is more real than the world of Jingguo."

He held the chessboard and walked into the depths of the sea of ​​flowers. Killing Zhou Xuan as quickly as possible was his top priority now.

"Fuck!"

A sound like that of a divine bow being fired into the air came from behind the cliff monk, and a sharp peach wood branch shot out towards him.

The cliff monk's chessboard moved automatically at the sound. Two chess pieces, one black and one white, separated at the same time, occupying two corners. The monk's figure appeared more than ten feet away in an instant, and he easily avoided the peach wood branch.

The peach wood continued to thrust diagonally into the ground.

The branch took root as soon as it fell to the ground, and grew into a trunk. The trunk extended into branches, and tens of thousands of pink flowers bloomed on the branches.

The ancestral peach tree descended into the sea of ​​flowers at this critical moment.

The tree crown grew into a giant flower umbrella that spanned the small world, but the thousands of branches of the peach tree, piercing the mud, looked like tightly stretched springs ready to explode.

The cliff monk wanted to stop Zhou Xuan from comprehending the Wukong mirror.
The Peach Blossom Tree will earn valuable time for Zhou Xuan to comprehend the Mirror of Emptiness...

(End of this chapter)