The immortal black snake just wants to live simply

If he was not sent to the hospital, the warrior's arm would be useless.

"Are you really going to just watch him lose his arm?"

Zhu Jiuyin's frivolous voice sounded, but no one present dared to underestimate this fake Taoist priest who seemed powerless.

Although their attitude was too arrogant, the powerful strength displayed by the other party had already won their awe.

After recovering from the huge sense of difference, the warrior who covered his arm and kept muttering "My Qilin Arm!" was finally sent to the hospital by an acquaintance.

For a moment, no one dared to go on stage.

Seeing this, Zhu Jiuyin once again carefully observed whether there was Zhong Yue around him, but of course, as a Grand Master, Zhong Yue, who had not yet resigned, actually still had to run around with Yumen's affairs.

Zhongyue is not as idle as Black Snake, who can have multiple bodies and multi-line operations, and his sense of responsibility does not allow him to work too hard on the tasks assigned by Dayan like his younger brothers and sisters.

[Shuo] is among the twelve fragments of Sui, the one with the deepest connection with humans, and the one that loves humans the most.

'...Doesn't it seem like you're not here? '

Zhu Jiuyin felt a little regretful, but soon, facing the hesitant people in the audience and Zhong Yue's prominent name on the stone tablet, Black Snake suddenly had a sudden impulse.

Maybe... it would be nice to be the first.

After all, Black Snake also wanted to see what kind of person the Head of the Shards was.

During the last trip to Yumen, Black Snake came to do bad things, but the [White Lotus Sect] did not directly confront the Grand Master. Instead, they took advantage of the riot caused by their allies [Shan Hai Zhong] to bury a secret in Yumen. Dark child.

And the last time he did bad things was purely to pave the way for doing bad things this time.

The dying beast is indeed good...

But a twelfth of the oldest, tallest, most majestic beast is not bad either.

The black snake continuously adds characteristics such as contempt, sarcasm, expansion, and lack of beating to Zhu Jiuyin's temperament, arousing the anger of the spectators present and intensifying their emotions.

Zhu Jiuyin smiled crookedly.

"Sorry, everyone, I didn't want to be too rude."

"But I, after going through all kinds of hardships and traveling across mountains and rivers, came to Yumen, a place full of martial virtues, just to receive a severe beating."

"I don't know if anyone here can meet my request?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole place became calm.

Even passers-by who were not coming to see the ring stopped, wanting to see which martial artist who didn’t know the heights of heaven and earth, and didn’t know how to behave, was so brave!

Could it be that General Zuo's newly recruited generals want to suppress the spirit of these Jianghu people?

The warriors were shocked at first, and then turned red in the face.

Even the great master of Yumen and the best master in the world dare not speak like this, so who are you? !

They felt that their dignity as warriors had been severely insulted by Zhu Jiuyin on the stage.

And because Zhu Jiuyin's words were so arrogant, his anger temporarily dissipated the fear of Zhu Jiuyin's powerful strength.

The watcher of the ring silently took out a sack.

It seems that today is a good harvest day.

Looking at the pieces of silver that were thrown at him one after another, the guardian of the ring showed a happy smile before passing out.

……

At the same time, in the General's Mansion in Yumen, General Zuo, who was over fifty years old, wearing armor and with an imposing manner, was staring closely at the man sitting next to him on the seat.

The man was tall and tall, with green eyes on the outside and red on the inside, and black and white hair. He was the Grand Master guarding the Jade Gate, and he was also General Zuo's comrade-in-arms - Zhong Yue.

It's just that General Zuo cares more about this great master's other identity.

"I heard that the Grandmaster has made up his mind and wants to hand over the sword to No. 1 selected by the competition?"

"Martial arts is just the first test. I have other considerations as to whether it's worth giving up the sword care... I thought General Zuo already knew about this."

"The last time Grandmaster mentioned this matter, the situation was different from today."

"But for me, this sword must be entrusted to the right person, not the right situation."

"Grandmaster, do you think that for so long, no one in the army, inside and outside the court, behind you or in front of you is... suitable?"

"..."

Facing Zhongyue's silence, General Zuo took a deep breath.

After all, this sword... contains [Shuo], one-twelfth of the year!

Chapter 439: Elder brother is like father

"General Zuo, it's not that I think no one in the court is worthy of this responsibility, it's just... I don't trust my brother after all."

"...What does entrusting this sword have to do with the sinner?"

"The temple is too close to him."

"...So, Grand Master, you don't trust the current imperial court? Do you think it is more appropriate to entrust swords to so-called martial arts people casually than to imperial officials? Ridiculous!"

"..."

"This is no longer the era when giant beasts can still run rampant. Today's Great Flame is different from the past. The sinner has been suppressed next to the real dragon, how could it be possible..."

"Then his 180 chess pieces, do you know where they landed?"

"...It's just a useless struggle. Si Suitai has his own way to confirm it."

"General Zuo...can't trust me?"

"No, Grand Master, of course I believe you. You have been stationed at the border for the imperial court for many years. Bandits in the south of the Yangtze River, wars in the north... You have been working for Great Yan for many years. If you are not trustworthy, then there are a few trustworthy ones among the fragments. people?"

"..."

Zhongyue looked at his long-time comrade-in-arms, General Zuo, who had gray hair on his temples.

In the past, they guarded the border together, fought side by side, and tried their best to kill the enemy and protect the peace of Dayan.

At that time, General Zuo was not yet a general, and the years had not left too many traces on him.

But now, time has given him richer experiences, but at the same time, it has also allowed him to bear the weight of time. Even though that weight is not worth mentioning to [Shuo], it still makes Zhongyue sigh.

"No, General Zuo, you have never believed me. Even though we have had decades of love, you have never believed me."

"..."

Hearing Zhong Yue's words, General Zuo couldn't help but clenched his fists and tensed up all over.

But then, realizing that Zhong Yue had no intention of attacking, he gradually relaxed his body.

Looking at his comrades next to him who still had not changed much in appearance, General Zuo gritted his teeth and finally said what was in his heart:

"There is a difference between man and beast, and this has not changed since time immemorial... We go to the battlefield together, but we can't talk about life and death together. If guns, guns and fire can't hurt you, how can you truly appreciate the friendship between people? You are ultimately outside the matter."

"Grandmaster should know the court's attitude towards you. If there is someone who can antagonize you, then you can be regarded as a helper. If there is no one who can check and balance, then I would rather not use you."

"I'm not as good as you, so I can't trust you without reservation."

Listening to General Zuo's heartfelt words, Zhongyue looked through the window, past the layers of buildings, and landed on the desert, as if he sensed an unknown aura approaching.

But because Yumen is the barrier to the north of Great Yan, there are many threats around it, so we no longer pay attention to it.

The most urgent task is to convince General Zuo.

Because the opponent is not only a general with military power, but also one of the Dukes of Dayan - Ping Chonghou.

Zhongyue didn't want to have a too rigid relationship with him.

"General, since you know the court's attitude towards us, who do you think can compete with my brother who is good at causing trouble for others?"

"Of course he is the Grand Tutor of the current dynasty, the teacher of the Emperor, and the number one national player in Dayan."

Ping Chonghou replied.

But Zhongyue shook his head and said softly:

"That was 20 years ago, but not necessarily now."

"My younger brother is very good at learning. Rather, he is the best at learning among our brothers and sisters... After he lost to the Taifu that day, he would definitely reorganize his chess strategy. In terms of computing power, I’m afraid no one in this world can be said to be better than him.”

"Temple is a place where rules are enforced..."

General Zuo was already a little shaken.

Indeed, if the sinner really buried his chess piece in the temple, then it would probably be a bad move to entrust the sword to the court.

General Zuo has never underestimated the fragments. Having fought with [Shuo] and [Ling] for a period of time, he is very aware of the horror of these fragments. Their power is completely unreasonable. Even the megazoologist of Great Yan cannot I just analyzed the surface, but couldn't understand it.

As for the sinner who almost caused a riot 20 years ago, General Zuo dare not underestimate him.

What's more, he had already received an order from the Grand Tutor, leaving full control of the sword to Zhong Yue. However, he felt that a sword competition was too childish, so he objected.

In the end, despite all his reluctance, he still remained silent.

Facing chess players of that level, sometimes being unreasonable may not necessarily be a bad move.

……

After leaving the General's Mansion, Zhong Yue returned to his residence.

Although this residence looks tall from the outside, it is neat and clean inside. There are not many things. There are only clean and simple beds, bookshelves, tables, chairs and other simple furniture. It is not like the general's mansion where there are some luxurious decorations.

Only in the center was a sword.

This sword looks ordinary at first, but if there is a warlock who is proficient in the soul field, or a warrior with high intuition, he can feel that this sword is like a living thing, constantly exuding aura around it. .

A majestic and powerful aura.

"..."

Zhongyue looked serious, holding his breath and concentrating, sitting cross-legged next to his sword.

And as the breath he exhaled became more even, the breath emitted by the sword carrying [Shuo] became weaker and weaker, and finally approximated to nothing.

Zhongyue once again strengthened the seal on [himself].

But when he was meditating with his eyes closed, a phantom slowly appeared from opposite Zhong Yue like a mist.

If there was a second person present, he would definitely be surprised by this.

Because the two great masters were facing each other, separated by the sword, sitting cross-legged and with eyes closed.

After a while, "Zhongyue" floated out from the sword and opened his eyes, looking at the "himself" in front of him indifferently.

His eyes revealed a kind of extreme arrogance, and even as he breathed, everything in the house trembled slightly, expressing surrender.

But fortunately, it is only limited to the house.

"…You really surprise me."

"Zhongyue" commented in a condescending tone, but the real Zhongyue still closed his eyes and meditated quietly.

"In all these years, you are the only one who has completely let go of [me], and the only one who has exceeded my expectations."

"How can one part of the body rebel against the whole? If you plunder yourself, how can the total number change?"

"Logically speaking, without [Shuo], the existence named Zhongyue is just a rootless tree, as vain as a mirror, flowers, and water, but you made it solid and real."

"...Awesome, you are different from that arrogant boy. You already have the qualifications to resist me."

"Zhongyue" stood up and began to look around the room. During this period, he wanted to step out of the door several times, but there seemed to be an invisible barrier there, allowing him to only wander around the house.

At the same time, as Zhongyue meditated for longer and longer, the figure of "Zhongyue" became increasingly blurry.

He noticed that the seal was gradually strengthening, and realized that he might never be able to come out before he woke up from his dream. However, "Zhongyue"'s expression did not change at all, and he remained indifferent.

No, rather than being indifferent, it is better to say that he possesses a kind of superior and otherworldly divinity.

He walked up to Zhong Yue, who was still meditating with his eyes closed, and looked at him condescendingly.

"It's a pity that although you have the qualifications to resist me, you have lost the power to move me. Your strength and soul are sealed in this sword, allowing you to gain a glimmer of hope when [I] wake up, but everything is in vain There’s a price.”

"[Shuo], no... maybe I should call you Zhongyue, the name you got for yourself."

"Without this sword, you will truly be irrelevant and on the outside."

"People will not accept you, and you are no longer a giant beast..."

"You can only be on your own after all."