Chapter 1823 Chess Strategy

"Laughing so big is so coquettish!"

In Lingyu Mountain, Xu Xiaoshou was staring at the battlefield of Fusang while looking back at the eight Zun An beside him.

The comprehension of the world was still continuing.

He barely adapted to the rhythm of this memory crush.

After the Dao Plate of Yi Dao was transformed into a super Dao, his mental power was tempered to be extremely powerful.

At this time, Xu Xiaoshou was able to bear the memory while dissociating himself, pulling himself out of the "memory crush".

Something must have happened to Jinren.

Of course, it was not the good situation he imagined.

People did not die, but kept going through these life scenes that did not belong to them. It could only be that they were killed by the Qianshi Saint Emperor after entering Qianshi.

Is Qianshi Saint Emperor kind or malicious?

Xu Xiaoshou had no way of knowing the inside story. After the advice of Ghost Ancestor, he did not want to go to Qianshi again, so he could only choose to accept it.

In short, the current situation is relatively "good", and Jinren should be the only one who suffers...

"Then let's hold on!"

Putting this matter aside for the time being, Xu Xiaoshou took out the Scythe of the God of Death.

While dealing with the various aspects of the mortal world, he pondered the relationship between so many lives and "reincarnation".

He was overwhelmed by memories and felt something.

He was thinking, if these life scenes were interpreted as the infinite reincarnation of the same person in the same time and space, the "gift" of the Qianshi Saint Emperor and the "reincarnation" perception in the Ghost Ancestor's Scythe of the God of Death, it seems that they can be connected together?

"Coincidence?"

Of course, Xu Xiaoshou would not abandon himself and really put himself in the role of the protagonist in all the mortal perceptions to practice reincarnation.

He asked Ba Zun'an about the way of "reincarnation" and the various ways and precautions of practicing "reincarnation certificate".

Unfortunately, Ba Zun'an always had answers to his questions before.

Now, whenever someone asks, the only thing that Lao Ba, a rookie, can say is:

"You, give it a try?"

After the two powers of the Scythe of the God of Death and the Saint Emperor Qianshi came over, Xu Xiaoshou had two puzzles about himself.

Or rather, this puzzle has long existed, but now he is qualified to take a peek.

That is his biggest secret, which he cannot tell outsiders.

First, he still does not know how he came to the Holy Land after his death in his previous life, the inexplicable "time travel"?

Now, can "guidance" and "reincarnation" be answers closer to reality?

Second, he still does not know what the essence of the existence of the passive system is.

But looking at the various Dao disks he has cultivated, almost all of them are related to the Ten Ancestors and the power of the Ten Ancestors. Is this also a coincidence?

Xu Xiaoshou is not sure.

He felt that he reached out and touched the membrane that covered the secret that he could not see clearly and could not perceive before.

He could not break it.

But he believed that being conferred a god and called the ancestor could reveal his biggest secret.

Caressing the gorgeous sickle of death in his hand, Xu Xiaoshou was still hesitating whether to use it to comprehend the "Reincarnation Dao Disk".

But the Ghost Ancestor said that the next time they met, maybe he would no longer be him - what if he could see him after comprehending?

Xu Xiaoshou suppressed this impulse for the time being and planned to digest the Red Dust Dao first.

He returned to the matter of Fusang and asked the Eight Lords:

"I don't think I've ever heard you say that what is the fundamental reason why the Holy Slave has collected famous swords over the years?"

There were not many people in Lingyu Mountain at this time.

Yang Lao had already said goodbye. After all, he was not a member of the Holy Slave or the First Floor of the Heaven, and he did not intend to get involved in these two whirlpools.

The rest, Li Fugui and Mei Siren, were all his own people.

Xu Xiaoshou asked questions without much scruples.

Li Fugui was very excited. This was the first time he touched on such a secret at the highest level. This was the highest meeting between the First Floor of the Heaven and the First Floor of the Holy Slave.

He asked for instructions symbolically.

Shou Ye waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need to leave, and Li Fugui sat down with peace of mind, covering his ears and began to listen carefully.

"The fate of the ancestor god."

Ba Zun An didn't say much.

After a few words, Li Fugui's ears moved and his face showed a strange expression.

The twenty-first famous sword involves the fate of the ancestor god?

He glanced at Mr. Si Ren and saw that he was confused, and then looked back at Shou Ye, who was also puzzled:

"Speak clearly."

Only Shou Ye dared to talk to Lord Ba Zun An like this, but the latter was not angry, and spoke in a tone of communication between peers... Li Fugui felt more and more that Shou Ye was a very important person to Lord Ba Zun An!

Ba Zun An stood in the center of the barren stone circle of Lingyu Mountain, and his body was still releasing sword thoughts. He spoke the secret that Li Fugui heard in a calm tone:

"I have been to the Sword Tower."

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes widened.

Ba Zun'an looked at him but shook his head:

"But not the kind you think."

"I was in an unconscious state of enlightenment, wandering in the world, and was attracted by the traces of an ancient sword intent."

"All the sword practitioners in this world are weaker than me - and among the ancient sword practitioners, I know the sword intent of the great sword saint Hua Weiyang, and I have seen the sword intent of the divine sword Feng Wuhen inherited by the Sword Pavilion. The only one who can still attract me and I don’t know is the sword god Gu Louying."

Involving the sword god... Li Fugui swallowed hard.

He glanced at Mr. Siren carefully and saw that he looked calm. He actually agreed with Ba Zun'an's words and thought he was also the first!

Li Fugui suddenly felt that he had entered the wrong circle.

They were talking about the past and present, and discussing the ancestors, and I, Li Fugui, could actually listen in?

Glancing at Shou Ye, Shou Ye didn't say anything, but also listened attentively.

These mysterious things about wandering in the world are not credible from other people's mouths, but when Lord Ba Zun'an said this, Li Fugui felt it was natural.

"My heart is to ride a crane and leave, just to pursue the sword god's sword intention."

"After crossing the vast time and space, I finally saw an isolated building in an unknown place."

"The isolated building has no moon, no shadow, and nothing. It only has vicissitudes, loneliness, and rejection."

"I didn't want to leave, so I came to the side of the building and knocked on the door to invite people in."

Xu Xiaoshou was attracted by this mysterious and bizarre story. He forgot about the things on Fusang's side for the time being, and even forgot what his own problem was.

Ba Zun'an looked nostalgic, and his memory seemed blurred.

He paused for a long time before he could recall something and continued:

"Not long after, the door of the solitary building opened slightly, and in the darkness, an octogenarian walked out, holding a little girl of three or four years old in his hand."

"The old man asked me my name, and I told him the truth. He asked about my purpose, and I told him everything. He was an ancient sword cultivator whose cultivation was not inferior to mine, but he seemed polite. He invited me into the building."

"I refused."

You are really worthy of it...Xu Xiaoshou thought that if it were him, he would have to go in and have a cup of tea, and then come out after satisfying his curiosity.

Before the story of Ba Zun'an was finished, he had already taken Liu Fuyu's invitation seriously.

Maybe if there is a chance, he will have to go to the Sword Tower to take a look.

Not the kind of wandering in the world, but going there in person!

Li Fugui was also pondering, and his thoughts were a little fanciful, and he didn't get to the point.

The old man was the guardian of the Sword Tower of Ba Zun'an's generation, so was the little girl he was holding Liu Fuyu?

Li Fugui hesitated to speak, but didn't dare to ask.

There was no room for him to interrupt here, and it was good enough to be able to listen in.

"What happened next?"

Mei Siren also heard Ba Zun'an talk about these things for the first time. The paper fan was shaking so fast that the ink words on it were about to fall out:

Don't keep me in suspense!

Ba Zun'an continued to release the sword thoughts, controlling the number of ghosts generated in the ghost and Buddha world, and at the same time inferring the time when Hua Changdeng would arrive.

He thought for a while, but his eyes became more confused:

"The old man set up a tea table outside the building and talked to me for a long time. Maybe it was because the sword tower hadn't been visited by a living person for tens of thousands of years, so he was very enthusiastic."

"But I don't remember the general things we talked about now. I only know that I learned about the Ten Ancestors and the whereabouts of the Sword Ancestor's 'Ancestor God Fate' at the Sword Tower."

Xu Xiaoshou nodded unconsciously. Is it related to the twenty-one famous swords?

He remembered that there was a legend about the famous swords, and after gathering them, they could summon gods... uh, miracles?

In short, if someone can really collect twenty-one famous swords, something "big" will happen.

But what this big thing is, there is no record in the world.

Because from ancient times to the present, no one has been able to do it.

"If all the twenty-one famous swords are collected and all of them are solved by heaven, perhaps the 'ancestor god' left by the sword ancestor can be summoned, but I can't remember the details."

"After that, I gave the holy slave the order to 'collect swords', which is considered a leisurely chess move. The person in charge of the specific implementation is Xiao Kongtong."

Li Fugui was shocked when he heard it.

The ancestor god's fate is also a leisurely chess move, which is really worthy of being the Lord Ba Zun An.

"So it seems that you have no intention of contracting the ancestor god's fate of the sword ancestor, so why do you want to collect these twenty-one famous swords?" Mei Siren frowned.

Ba Zun An looked at the old man:

"I want to take a look."

Several people were silent.

Ba Zun An's take a look must be more than just a simple look.

It is probably just that he wants to get a glimpse of the whole process of the road to the God of Sword from the fate of the ancestor god, and then take its essence, remove its dross, and turn it into his own use.

This old eight, since he also wants to go from two to one, from one to zero, it is impossible for him to follow the old path of the God of Sword and be deified and called the ancestor with the fate of the ancestor god.

His ambition is not only not reduced compared to when he was young, but even has a tendency to be more unbridled and arrogant!

"Besides these?"

Xu Xiaoshou is not only curious about the famous sword twenty-one and the fate of the ancestor god.

He is more interested in the "Ten Ancestors" mentioned by Ba Zun'an: "Tell me about the Ghost Ancestor?"

Ba Zun'an lowered his eyebrows and glanced at the Death Scythe in his hand, and chuckled: "In my place, there is no good or evil, good or bad. I can't give you the answer to what you want to ask, but I want to ask you another question."

Xu Xiaoshou raised his chin: "It's okay to talk."

"Did you take the wrong path of the Ten Ancestors?"

Ba Zun'an said a word, and the three people present were silent again.

He didn't seem to expect Xu Xiaoshou's answer, and said again: "What do you think the Saint Demon, Medicine Ghost, and Magic Evil are still insisting on?"

Shit stirrer?

Making the water muddy like me?

If it were before, Xu Xiaoshou would have said this jokingly, but this time he really thought about it and said:

"Their road has not yet been completed, and they are still continuing?"

Ba Zun'an shook his head without comment: "I don't know."

You ignorant old Ba! Xu Xiaoshou rolled his eyes and was about to speak.

Ba Zun'an said: "The answers to all questions will surface when you are deified and called the ancestor - this is what the old man said to me at the time, and now I will give it to you as well."

Sure enough, when the road comes to the end, you still have to rely on yourself.

But from what Ba Zun'an meant, everything the Saint Demon, Medicine Ghost, and Magic Evil did was still struggling for the "road" that they had not completed.

That means...

Will they take action after this? !

Xu Xiaoshou had a headache and changed the topic: "Hua Changdeng, how do you plan to solve it?"

"I'll take care of it."

"Huh?" Xu Xiaoshou was stunned for a moment, "What do you mean?"

The Eight Masters still did not give a direct answer: "You know that the sky of Dao is full of wisdom and almost demonic, so why have you not dared to surface for so long? Cao Yihan is extremely talented, so why have you not dared to take that step for a long time?"

"Why?"

"Because they are all the same as me. They are either good at situations or fighting, but they only achieve something in their own way."

This wording is too modest. It's not even close to reaching the top, Li Fugui thought to himself.

Bazun said knowingly and pointed at Mei Siren: "Mr. Siren is good at teaching swords."

He then pointed at Li Fugui, who was thinking a little too far away: "This... is good at strategy. If he were not limited by his combat power, he might be on par with Dao Qiongtian..."

Li Fugui came to his senses immediately and was so flattered that he stood up and said "I don't dare".

"One or two." Bazun Ming added.

...That's enough!

Li Fugui didn't expect that in the eyes of the Eight Masters, he could be as good as one or two of the Taoist Palace Masters. This was really a great honor!

The eight masters continued: "Wuxiu and Water Ghost are also good at layout. This is not my specialty. Without them, the Holy Slave would not have been able to reach today."

"How much water a wooden barrel can hold depends on its shortcomings, and we are born with limitations, but you are different."

He fixedly looked at Xu Xiaoshou: "You are well versed in all things, you are an excellent strategist, you are not weak to the gods in battle, and you are not inferior to the sky in planning. You are more suitable than me to deal with the end game."

"What do you mean?" Xu Xiaoshou felt the pressure because it was the first time he didn't give Ba Zun's rainbow fart a thumbs up.

Ba Zun smiled knowingly: "So I said, leave Hua Chang Deng to me, but the major ancestor gods that follow, their layouts, plots, and back-up plans for thousands of years, you have to detect them one by one. , deal with it carefully.”

Xu Xiaoshou's pupils were shocked, "What the hell are you talking about, old man?"

"And you?"

He didn't want to face it all alone.

The Eight Lords are familiar with this sword. If it can kill Hua Changdeng and use it to deal with the next ancestor gods, it will be the best choice.

"Don't take it for granted, Xu Xiaoshou."

The eight masters smiled helplessly and pointed at the rock on the ground. During the outline of the sword, a nineteen-way chess game was quickly carved out.

"In a game of chess, if there is a 'variable' that attracts your attention as a chess player, and it is unscrupulous and kills everyone, what will you do?"

Xu Xiaoshou said to his heart, isn’t that me?

In the past, this was the only thing I did.

But now, he is a chess player that the Eight Masters are familiar with, so he naturally has to use the thinking of a chess player and said without thinking:

"Make a game, choose it."

Do I choose myself?

After Xu Xiaoshou finished speaking, he still didn't understand the meaning of Bazun's words.

But I saw the latter staring at the chessboard for a long time, wondering what he was thinking, and finally laughed:

"Xu Xiaoshou, you are still too young."

"In the game of becoming a god and an ancestor, the only variable that has been targeted over the decades is me, so when I draw my sword, I will attract their attention." The eight masters looked serious.

After saying this, Mei Si and Li Fugui lost all color on their faces for a moment.

There was no fool present. After hearing this, Xu Xiaoshou's expression also changed: "Are you going to die?"

"What do you think?"

"Then what do you mean?" Xu Xiaoshou hated showing off.

"The chosen chess piece will no longer attract attention, and our young chess piece, which is far more intelligent than me and has not yet received their attention, can successfully take over the plate of the Holy Slave and start strategizing." The Eight Masters are well versed in the Tao.

"Me?" Xu Xiaoshou's eyes widened and he pointed at himself. He never thought that he was so important in Bazunzun's mind.

The eight masters flicked their sleeves and gently broke the chess game. They looked at the young man in front of them with smiles. They stared at him for a long time, and then they saw that people's hearts were hairy and then said:

"Master Shou, who else could I be without you?"