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Chapter 249 248. The Great Dao Chessboard, One Difficulty Guarding the Spirit (6.1K words - Please subscribe)
Han Lingzi walked hurriedly with his long legs, through the corridors and through the numerous restrictions; Han Weizi followed passively with a somewhat strange and absent-minded look on his face.

As the two wives of "the strongest in the Li family and the future head of the family", no one would stop them at this time.

The Li family guards let them pass all the way, and the high-altitude Ice Abyss Phoenix opened the restriction, allowing the two women to easily reach the entrance of the forbidden area, and then plunged into the snowy land that could delay their injuries.

Han Lingzi looked at the long bridge connecting to the underworld in the distance, then looked at the quaint wooden house on the other side of the bridge. She snorted coldly and continued to advance boldly, wanting to kick the door open and then question the young man lying inside whether he had been treating her as a show.

She had never been happy with Li Xuanchan, and even thought that she would rather be taken as a concubine by the Emperor of Changye, and would rather be bound to the Emperor of Changye, than go against Li Xuanchan, because she really hated Li Xuanchan's hypocrisy. But now, she understood that Li Xuanchan was not "Li Xuanchan", but another appearance, another temperament, an appearance she did not dislike, a temperament she did not dislike. It was precisely because of this temperament that she made a mistake in her judgment on Lu Xuanfeng's matter before, and she thought that "Li Xuanchan would definitely sell her elder sister to Lu Jueyun", but in fact he did not.

She had to come and confirm it.

In front of the door, Han Lingzi raised her boots and wanted to kick the door open to take the initiative, but reason told her to put down her long legs, and then kick the bottom of the door a few times to indicate she was knocking.

"come in."

There was a voice from the door.

Han Lingzi then pushed the door open and walked in, frowning and looking at the strange yet familiar boy on the couch.

Han Weizi raised her eyes with a somewhat strange and still unbelievable expression, while carefully observing the boy, she shrank back.

Han Lingzi took the initiative to open the conversation and said, "We meet again."

Song Yan smiled faintly and said frankly: "You know everything?"

Han Lingzi snorted coldly: "As expected of a powerful person in the realm, he is very shrewd and calculating."

Song Yan was stunned for a moment, his expression slightly gloomy.

Although he didn't say anything, he had already expressed a lot.

His helplessness, his serious injury.
If he hadn't used forbidden techniques to replenish his soul after being seriously injured, how could he have appeared in such a different appearance?
If it wasn't for the purpose of recovery, why would he use the "Corpse Beheading Method" to separate the three corpses, recover them separately and then reunite them?

Han Lingzi has been keeping an eye on him.

To put it bluntly, this female cultivator's temperament is "fight the strong and pity the weak". The weaker you are, the more she will help you; on the contrary, the more powerful and assertive you are, the more she will fight you to the death, and she will never accept your defeat, even if she dies.

It would be difficult for such a person to survive in an evil world of cultivation where "the mainstream is intrigue and deception", but fortunately, the fifth-level cultivation land here was relatively peaceful when the Emperor of Changye was still famous for his "heroic talent" character, at least the resources were abundant. In addition, with the "Qingming Chamber of Commerce", a large chamber of commerce that provides various items, the cultivators really don't need to fight to obtain low-level resources.

At this moment, Song Yan's dejection, coupled with Han Lingzi's sight of his miserable and dejected appearance that night, instantly reversed the 100% disgust in her heart.

Han Lingzi's heart softened, but her mouth remained firm. She continued, "That night you refused to partner with me, but in the blink of an eye you took my Xuan Cha body. Are you very proud? Are you enjoying it?"

Song Yan remained silent.

Han Lingzi continued to argue stubbornly.

Suddenly, Song Yan coughed, and the injuries all over his body worsened. Blood overflowed from the cracks in his flesh again, turning him into a bloody man.

Han Lingzi was stunned. She instantly forgot what she had just said and shouted nervously, "Sister, sister, please treat him quickly."

Han Weizi hurried forward, her ten fingers shining, lighting the healing lamp.

Song Yan felt his body recovering, looked at Han Lingzi, and said softly with a slightly slow expression: "Xiao Lingdang, the Li family is not in a good situation. If someone in the Li family wants you to move your natal world to the Li family's lower world, don't listen to him. Just say that I have my own arrangements."

Han Lingzi was stunned for a moment, then said, "You said you don't want to move? I must move here."

Song Yan said: "When the nest is overturned, no egg will be left intact. If you move here, you will have no choice but to follow the Li family to the end."

Han Lingzi asked: "What's the matter?"

Song Yan smiled bitterly.

Han Lingzi said, "I am already your wife. There is no place for me in the world. I will stay in the Li family."

After thinking for a while, she said, "I will move now, to the lower world of the Li family, close to my sister's lower world."

After saying that, she glanced at the young man who was bleeding all over and as pale as paper, and said, "You should take good care of your injuries," then ran away full of energy without looking back.

After he left, Han Weizi lowered her eyes and smiled, "My dear, if this continues, Xiao Lingdang will sooner or later bind the word 'shadow' to you."

Song Yan nodded, his eyes lowered.

The two of them didn't look at each other, they just talked back and forth.

The two people who were so familiar with each other in the past were now somewhat evasive.

Afterwards, Han Weizi treated Song Yan, and at a certain moment after his flesh and blood healed and he changed into new clothes, their eyes finally met in mid-air.

The air suddenly became quiet, so quiet that one could hear the whistling sound of snow outside the house.
Suddenly, Song Yan pulled Han Weizi over.

Han Weizi exclaimed, even though she felt strange in her heart, she thought that this was her lover, so she tried her best to cooperate by taking off her clothes, loosening her belt, revealing large patches of white snow, and then she got into the mattress as calm as the water, and mingled with her lover as before.

However, this strange feeling still made her feel a little inexplicably hesitant, so that she no longer took the initiative, but was carried up and down in this raging sea like a wooden man, sometimes diving to the bottom of the sea, and sometimes soaring into the sky.

When everything was calm, Han Weizi lay in her lover's arms as usual, but her eyes were still looking at her lover carefully. She had more and more doubts in her heart, and she convinced herself again and again that "this is my lover".

But for some reason, another thought also rushed into her mind at the same time. She obviously shouldn't have this thought, but she always felt that she seemed to be happy with another man, and so crazy happy. Wasn't this a bit unfair to the impression she had of Li Xuanchan in the past?
Xiao Wei'er can always bring happiness to others.

This happiness made Song Yan sink into it, and also made the wooden house beside the long bridge warm as spring.

Ten days later
Han Weizi's meticulous treatment, the Pure White Lotus Seed, and the Li family's massive tonic finally allowed Song Yan's body to recover a lot. Although the "Wuwen Curse" was still stirring, Song Yan could feel that he had only reached the edge of the cliff where "the curse was about to erupt completely."

He was just one step away, just one step, and he would fall, but in the end he remained steady.

The long-term behavior as a Taoist companion made Xiao Wei'er feel more and more strange in her heart. She even began to have a strange sense of immorality and the shame that emerged from this sense of immorality.

But she carefully hid her thoughts.

But that weirdness is still reflected in "the couch is like a piece of wood" and "they feel very restrained when getting along with each other".

Her gentleness and softness turned into politeness and respect.

She served her husband meticulously, smoothed out the messy bedding meticulously every time, and at this time she also meticulously opened the window to let out the lewd atmosphere mixed with the faint fragrance of flowers.

After a long time, the smell dissipated, and she was about to close the window meticulously, but at this moment she saw a skinny, white-haired old man standing at the entrance of the forbidden area with a cane.

It took her a few glances before she recognized that the white-haired old man was the ancestor of the Li family.

She was surprised at how such a powerful ancestor could become like this, and she also felt sad, perhaps for the old man, or perhaps for the future fate of herself and her husband.

If the Li family loses its ancestor, the future will be precarious, and no one knows where they will end up in this turbulent world.

How can I not be sad?

After a while, Li Shanhai sat on a chair wrapped in soft monster skin in the wooden house. He felt drowsy and it seemed that he would fall asleep in the next moment and never wake up.

Han Weizi, with the gentleness and virtue of the eldest wife of the Li family, poured tea for Mr. Li and lit the stove.

When Mr. Li coughed lightly and cleared his throat, Han Weizi prepared to say goodbye and leave the space to the successive pillars of the Li family.

However, Li Shanhai said hoarsely in advance: "Xiao Wei'er is also the eldest lady of my Li family. Stay and listen."

Han Weizi replied respectfully, "Yes," and then sat down in front of the couch, leaning against Song Yan, facing the old man who was about to die.

Li Shanhai's eyes were still cloudy, his body was still trembling, his dry mouth opened, but he asked very calmly: "Xuan Chan, what is the first difficulty of my Li family?"

Song Yan said: "On the day of the ancestor's vigil."

He raised his head slightly and said calmly: "All the guests who came here are bad guests. They are well-dressed, but they are actually wolves and tigers. They came to test how much power my Li family has left."

Li Shanhai nodded with satisfaction and said, "So I have been holding on, holding on, hoping to live longer and give you more time."

As he was speaking, he saw Han Weizi's red lips moving slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but swallowed it back because of etiquette, so he took the initiative to say: "Madam of my Li family, you have a place to speak here, but you can say whatever you want."

Han Weizi asked, "Why didn't the ancestor go into seclusion? Or why didn't he go to a higher level cultivation place with the help of the Qingming Chamber of Commerce?"

She didn't explain what she meant, but the other two naturally understood.

The ancestor is about to die, and once he goes into seclusion, no one will know whether he is dead or not; the same applies to going to a higher level place for cultivation.

In this way, the Li family will have more deterrence.

Li Shanhai didn't say anything, but Song Yan said directly: "Qingming Merchants will not participate in the fighting between local forces, nor will they be involved in grudges and hatreds, so the names of the passengers, where they are going, and when they are going will be freely disclosed and allowed to be investigated.

If the old man wanted to go to a higher level cultivation place through the Qingming Chamber of Commerce, he would probably be surrounded and humiliated on the way. Even if Xiaobing protected him secretly, the Changfeng Immortal Dynasty would prepare in advance and attack the Li family directly while Xiaobing was there.

The old trick cannot be used again. Xiaobing cannot leave the Li family for a moment, and the same goes for the old man.

As for the old man in seclusion, it doesn’t really matter whether he is in seclusion or not, it’s better to go there peacefully.”

Li Shanhai nodded and smiled kindly, "You really look like the head of the family. Now let me ask you again, why did this evil guest come?"

Song Yan said: "I came here to establish my authority."

Then, the father and son began a quick conversation.

"Not for annexation?"

"No."

"Why?"

“Emperor Chang Ye is a tyrant, but not a weak ruler. He knows that pushing too hard will only lead to ‘common hatred against the enemy’ and make the enemy more united. So this time he will at most secretly send someone to understand the situation, but will not take action.

He Wuya saw your trump card and was very worried. But if you were old and I was the only one left, he would take me into his hands and control me. So he came here to establish his authority and control me. "

"Isn't He Wuya afraid of forcing us too hard? My Li family has nowhere to go. He Wuya won't force us too hard, because he is also worried that the Emperor Chang Ye will sit on the mountain and watch the fire, and take advantage of the opportunity to swoop in."

"Then do you plan to let Xiao Bing solve it?"

"Do not."

"Why?"

"Xiao Bing was just born. He looks powerful, but in fact, he has the mentality of a baby.

As a divine beast of the third realm of Xuanhuang, it cannot even speak and cannot even transform into a human form, which shows how immature it is.

It cannot distinguish between good and evil. If it is in a fight, it can certainly use its powerful strength to ignore conspiracies and decide the outcome in one battle. However, in such an occasion that is only suitable for testing, Xiaobing is not suitable to show up.

The old guys will soon notice Xiao Bing's character, and then they may take advantage of it, which will bring uncertainty to the future of our Li family.

I don't know how they use it, but it is not difficult to make a child go crazy and suffer.

I will not give them this opportunity, and I will eliminate any possible risks in advance.

Even if Xiaobing shows up, it is only in two situations.

First, I won big, and it showed up once, which was the icing on the cake;

Second, I was badly defeated, and it showed up once to tell the world that my failure was nothing.

But regardless of victory or defeat, Xiaobing's appearance will only be fleeting and will never stay.

The reason why gods and Buddhas in the world are gods and Buddhas is because they are high above, with golden bodies. No one can see them or understand them. Every time we see them, it is only for a moment when they appear in person, and all we can see is their power and splendor. Therefore, we can only respect them and have no other thoughts.

Xiao Bing is not only my relative, but also a deity that my Li family needs to worship."

As soon as the words were spoken, the room suddenly became quiet.

Song Yan looked up and saw Li Shanhai looking at him with a smile, a look of satisfaction on his face. Han Weizi on the side was also looking at him with some surprise.

In Han Weizi's opinion, Li Xuanchan appears to be elegant and free-spirited on the surface, but is actually selfish and cruel in nature. Her "female villain"-like temperament and her vicious little plots were all learned from Li Xuanchan.

Han Weizi could easily imagine that if it were her former husband, his expression would be cold at this moment, and he would say something like "With the Ice Abyss Phoenix in our Li family, we can run rampant here. Apart from the invincible Emperor Chang Ye, who else can be our rival?" or "We will secretly subdue He Wuya, so that the Heling Sect will change its dynasty and become our Li family's territory."

But now, the young man showed an incredible attentiveness.

When enemies come, we will stop them; when water comes, we will block it with earth. Even though strong winds have risen and huge waves have formed, you remain calm.

Li Shanhai looked at the heir, and the more he looked, the more satisfied he became. After a long while, he said, "You are only at the beginning of the realm. The realm has only opened a hundred feet, and you have not yet entered the ten mountains. I didn't want to say anything that would affect your cultivation, but now the Li family has only you to hold on. Therefore, I should also tell you some of the fighting methods of the late realm and even the realm spirit realm."

He stroked his beard slightly and said, "I came here today to teach you how to play chess."

After a brief pause, Li Shanhai continued: "In this way, I am just a child, and you are just an infant."

Snapped!
A jade scroll was thrown out.

Song Yan took it.

When his spiritual consciousness swept in, he saw a criss-crossing grid, and outside the intersection was endless darkness.

"Visualization diagram?"

Song Yan muttered, trying to see it more carefully. If he couldn't even visualize the whole picture, what kind of visualization was that? And through what the old man had said before about "playing chess", he had guessed that the vertical and horizontal intersection in front of him was the "one eye" on the chessboard, and the darkness outside was the entire chessboard.

He swept his spiritual consciousness toward the darkness beside that eye.

The darkness was indomitable.

He used his strength to sweep away the darkness, which gradually became clearer, revealing a chessboard with nineteen horizontal and vertical lines.

And the next moment, he was deeply trapped in the chessboard, with his mind, soul, and body sinking deeper and deeper.

Suddenly, his body twitched violently, and he struggled out of it in a sweat as if he had just woken up from a nightmare.

No, it was not that he struggled to break free, but the chessboard actually excluded him.

"Did you see it?" Li Shanhai asked.

Song Yan nodded and said, "A chessboard."

Immediately, he asked again: "Old man, how does this game go and what is its significance?"

Li Shanhai said: "This chessboard has a long history and is particularly popular in the sixth-level Xuan Xiu land. I once went to the sixth-level Xuan Xiu land to train, so I saw this chessboard and brought back a scroll of visualization map. Not only me, but the leaders of the major forces in the fifth-level Xuan Xiu land must also have this thing.

This chessboard is called the Great Dao chessboard. You can see its surface but cannot understand its inside.

Different realms can be used to arrange chessboards of different sizes. The realm of the realm can only be used to arrange a secret realm the size of a mortal city; I and the Emperor of Long Night can arrange a continent; I think those who are higher can completely use the world, or even a domain, or a star field as a chessboard.

Those who first entered Xuanhuang only followed the rules of heaven and earth, used the fire of the moon and the sun, and the essence of the six reincarnations to create a world that they could not actually control completely.

At that level, one is not qualified to see the chessboard of the Great Dao.

And the Realm Realm can only make a move."

He raised his head slightly and said, "Use an ordinary city as a chessboard, set the rules, and place a piece. This piece can be used for ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years, or even ten thousand years until the winner is determined.

The boundary realm cannot see the process clearly, but one can feel the impact of victory or defeat. It can be said that the outcome is determined in an instant. The winner's Tao heart becomes stronger and his cultivation improves, while the loser's Tao heart is hurt, but his cultivation can also improve. As for the details, it is difficult to describe in a few words, and one needs to play chess to understand its mystery. "

Song Yan thought thoughtfully: "Then how to make a move?"

Li Shanhai said: "The boundary realm is relatively simple, after all, both sides can only barely place one piece.

This move is mostly a wisp of soul entering the chessboard, choosing a person to attach to, and trying out its own power on that person, and then comparing them, the winner can be seen in a moment, and the Tao heart of each person knows. In this way, the battle does not involve bloodshed, and the Tao heart can be seen, and the winner can be determined, and the point is stopped. "

Song Yan said: "Old man, since the possessed person has practiced for ten years, a hundred years, or even a thousand years, what will happen after the chess game is over?"

Li Shanhai said: "Seeing Lan Ke in Yunshan and entering Taoyuan when lost, they all thought they had met an immortal, but in fact it was all a dream and nothing can be changed.

However, if there are people among these people who have extraordinary comprehension, they may embark on the path of cultivation and practice faster than others based on their experiences in dreams.

This time He Wuya came, in terms of realm, you are not as good as him, but I see that He Wuya's Taoism is not particularly firm.
Xuan Chan, do you have the confidence to set up the chessboard and play against him?"

Song Yan was silent for a moment, but a very strange emotion appeared in his heart.

To put it simply, isn’t this “chessboard of the great way” just deduction?

His "Yu Shou Dao Guo" can also be deduced, but the directions of the two deductions are different.

The former deduces the external world, while the latter deduces itself. It is not known whether there is any relationship between the two.

But just as the old man said, he really couldn't understand the secret and he had to give it a try.

Only Li Shanhai seemed to understand his thoughts. He suddenly smiled and pointed at himself, saying, "I will be your opponent."

Song Yan was stunned and said, "Grandpa, you..."

Li Shanhai interrupted and said with emotion: "Death on the couch is death, and death in front of the chessboard is also death. Three months later, I will come here to play chess with you. In these three months, you must recover to your peak condition."

The old man's hair and beard were trembling, and he returned with the help of a cane.

In the wooden house, Han Weizi watched the old man walk away and couldn't help but ask, "How did the ancestor get so badly injured?"

Song Yan did not answer, he was still thinking about the chessboard.

Is this an imaginary object or a real chessboard?
He thought for a moment and said to himself: "Use the remaining Dao fruit to refine the Dao chessboard."

Soon the response came
[Target does not exist]

This was an extremely strange response, and one that Song Yan had never seen before.

These five short words are enough to explain a lot of information:

First, the Dao chessboard is a real thing;
Second, Yu Shou Dao Fruit may really be able to refine the Dao chessboard.

If this kind of treasure that can directly point to the heart of Tao and improve cultivation can be refined, Song Yan's heart can't help but become excited, but he also knows that with his current ability, let alone touching the "Dao Chessboard", even wanting to know the whereabouts of the "Dao Chessboard" is a foolish dream.

"I'd better wait for the old man and try it out in three months. Now, what I need to do is to recover."

A month later.

It's warm as spring in the wooden house.

The sweet and beautiful woman raised her voice and shouted loudly: "My dear! My dear!!"

The hysterical voice gradually subsided.

"Mr. Lang."

Xiao Wei lay on her back, humming repeated names slowly. She had neither strength nor spirit.

During this month, her mentality had changed inexplicably: from the initial feeling of weirdness, feeling sorry for Li Xuanchan's betrayal, and feeling ashamed, she felt an inexplicable strong stimulation and high excitement.

The stimulation and excitement made her unable to help but shout out Song Yan's name loudly and end it with that.

Song Yan put Xiao Wei'er down. Actually, he had almost recovered. Now he wanted to go to his own Li family to see if he could use the resources there to improve himself again, and if he could contact the Qingming Chamber of Commerce to see if there were any suitable spiritual treasures, and at the same time, develop a preliminary relationship with Xiao Bing.

(End of this chapter)