Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 561

It was a thin old man in a gray robe.

He was sitting next to a stone table with a chessboard on it. Two boxes of chess pieces were placed at each end. He seemed to sense that someone was coming. He raised his head, a smile appeared on his wrinkled face, and looked into the air. He waved his hand, as if calling Mo Lin to go down.

Mo Lin's expression froze on his face, and his expression quickly turned cold. He was rosy when he sensed the change in his master's mood, and suddenly sensed it. He stood frozen in midair and stopped flying forward.

"Owner……"

"Go down."

Mo Lin gave instructions to Bai Litouhong in his heart.

Dare to say anything, Bai Lirouhong passed through the barriers of the magic circle and landed on the square.

The old man stared at Mo Lin for a long time, pointed to the empty chair opposite, and said, "Please sit down."

Mo Lin sat down opposite the old man without saying a word.

"I'm a guest from afar, so I should be in charge of the black. My son invites you first."

The old man pointed to the chess piece in front of Mo Lin, signaling him to make the first move.

Mo Lin was silent for a moment, and said: "Since the master has already prepared, it's up to you to take the lead."

The old man said: "Respond to all changes with the same, the young master does not lose, the old man can't play chess, it can only be a stalemate, I have patience, can the young master have it?"

Mo Lin's eyes fell on the old man's face, and he said, "You are not afraid of waiting, what am I afraid of?"

The old man said: "The masters of the three sects have already stepped into the sunset grassland. If you wait a little longer, the Mo sect will be more dangerous. You can't afford to wait."

Mo Lin narrowed his eyes slightly, and said: "The Mo Sect is good at defense, and the three sects traveled long distances, even if they have the advantage in numbers, they never rely on a large number of people to defend the city. Since you didn't come out of the mountain, my Mo Sect has one more." Odds of winning."

The old man smiled and said, "I'm just an old man who loves to play chess, and I never take part in the fights and kills of the world."

Mo Lin said: "While planning a strategy, can we win a decisive victory thousands of miles away?"

The old man was stunned, and after a few words, his eyes filled with admiration, and he said with emotion: "It is said that there is an unrivaled genius in the Mo sect. I always thought it was just a martial arts talent with outstanding talent. Such mysterious words, young master, I admire you."

Mo Lin said lightly: "I heard that the previous leader of the Wu Ling Sect is proficient in the art of Tianyan astrology, and can predict misfortune, fortune, good and bad. I have never believed it. Since you can wait for me, it can be seen that the rumors are true. Fortune teller, you It’s also kind of moral.”

The old man sitting across from Mo Lin was none other than the former leader of the famous Witch Spirit Sect - Divine Fortune Teller.

The fortune teller of Wuling Sect, the Great Sun Dharma King of Zen, the eight-armed Blood Demon of Tianmo Palace, Shura, Houqing, Yingque and the other four Tianjiao of Momen are all peerless geniuses who made a sensation 2000 years ago. It has the reputation of the Eight Desolation and Ten Heavenly Tripods.

After the Mo Sect was destroyed that year, the surviving Ten Heavenly Cauldrons retreated one after another, and never appeared in the eyes of the world again. It was rumored in the entire cultivation world that they had all died one after another, but the Patriarch Shura told Mo Lin that apart from Ying Que was killed by Zen, and Hou Qing also died unfortunately, the remaining eight great talents should still be alive.

It's just because the realm of cultivation is too high, there is no one in the world worthy of them, but once the sect they shelter encounters a destructive threat, they will never stand idly by.

This time when Mo Lin left the camp alone, Patriarch Shura was most worried that those old devils would attack Mo Lin regardless of their identities, so he repeatedly told him not to be too ostentatious.

But he never thought that Mo Lin would encounter a big trouble not long after he left the camp. The Great Sun Dharma King received an oracle from the Void Realm and took the earth spirit bull to attack him.

After destroying the physical body of the Dharma King, Mo Lin has been waiting for Zen's revenge, but in the end he failed.

While waiting, Mo Lin deduced possible accidents every day, thinking about the next move.

As Ouyang Xueqing said, there are only two roads before Mo Lin.

One is to return to the camp immediately, and fight against the siege of the three major sects together with the ancestors of Momen.

The second is to take the initiative to attack and find a way to destroy the plans of the three major sects.

After thinking about it again and again, Mo Lin felt that although returning to the sect could greatly enhance the strength of the camp, it would expose all the power of the Mo sect to the public, which would attract more people to besiege and kill them. , I don’t know how many people will die in the melee between the two sides.

This is not what Merlin wants to see.

Since you can't return to the camp, you can only take the initiative to attack.

As a modern person who traveled across the earth, although Mo Lin didn't know how to form an army, his understanding of the 36 tactics and tactics of war was far deeper than anyone on the Mountain Sea Continent.

Mo Lin wanted to take advantage of the opportunity when the masters of the three major sects dispatched, and the lair was bound to have weak defenses to sneak attack on their lair.

Mo Lin has a lot of experience in this kind of lightning raid, and he is the best at it. The most brilliant battle is the surprise attack on Piaoxue City in Beiman.

This time, he planned to win by surprise. He did not raid the Zen sect closest to Horseshoe Mountain, nor did he raid the Tianmo Palace, which was loosely controlled. Come to the Wuling Sect on Sky Island.

Mo Lin, who has golden wings and a dragon-tooth knife, thinks that there will never be more than five martial arts masters who can outrun him in the entire Eight Desolation, and the true energy in his body is as inexhaustible as the sea. Even if someone is faster than him, they cannot withstand this kind of consumption.

Therefore, Mo Lin believed that no one would notice this surprise attack. In other words, even if people from the Wu Ling Cult noticed something abnormal, they would never have time to set up a magic circle and withdraw their troops to defend.

But when he saw that there was only Shen Suanzi in the huge square, Mo Lin realized that he was wrong.

(End of this chapter)