Chapter 98 Chess

The monk's time is precious but not so precious.

The monks practiced to compete with the heavens.

The lifespan of the foundation is two hundred, and the lifespan of the golden core is five hundred.

For a foundation-building cultivator, it takes two hundred years to break through to the Jindan stage. With the extra three hundred years of Bo Jindan's lifespan, every second counts.

However, no matter whether monks are practicing skills or refining magic tools, they often use months and years as the unit.

Therefore, under a sufficiently long dimension, monks are the group of people who have the least concept of time.

Like now.

The guards of the whole building gathered here, waiting for the information from the warden, as if they did not notice the passage of time.

...

Warden.

Completely different from the gloomy imaginary secular prison, this place is clean and bright, free from dust.

Today's warden is unprecedentedly grand.

One after another, in the rooms with forbidden spirit arrays, at this moment, all the monks who were captured by the guards were imprisoned.

In one of the cells, smoke filled the air, and the strange-smelling sandalwood was constantly burning.

This is the ecstasy incense, which has an extremely significant buff effect on the ecstasy technique performed by monks.

Members of the prison department have various methods to pry information from monks.

The most common way is to use some unique spells to torture the captured monks, and when they can't bear the pain, they will naturally confess all the information frankly.

But among the monks, most of them are those with tenacious minds, and there are often monks who can bear these unbearable pains for ordinary people.

At this time, it is necessary to use more advanced means, such as illusion, ecstasy, soul searching and other spiritual arts.

Liu Mi is one of the wardens who is proficient in ecstasy.

Liu Mi quietly looked at the real Xuan Ming who was covered in terrifying blood spots all over his face.

He knows the tricks of his fellow wardens like the back of their hands,

It was obvious at a glance that this was the trace left by the bloodthirsty ants.

Bloodthirsty ants are extremely small in size, they will drill into the monk's body from every pore in the monk's body, and then continue to swim in it, devouring blood, until the monk is sucked dry and turns into a mummy.

During this process, the monks who were recruited were not only itchy all over their bodies, but also suffered excruciating pain, which could definitely be regarded as torture.

Faced with such torture, Master Xuanming did not let go in the end, so he handed Master Xuanming over to himself.

Thinking of this, Liu Mi sighed: "If you have such an ambition, why do you do such forbidden things?"

Master Xuanming looked at Liu Mi expressionlessly: "Evil cultivators have always been like this. This is a matter of nature and righteousness. How come there are forbidden words?"

Liu Mi shook his head, and didn't have any more words with Master Xuanming.

Arguing with people about whose ideas are right has always been pointless.

Liu Mi's heart moved, and the huge power of the soul poured out from the center of his eyebrows, rushing towards Master Xuanming.

Master Xuanming's cold eyes gradually lost their light, and his pupils moved up, leaving only the whites of the eyes.

This is a sign that ecstasy is working.

Suddenly, Liu Mi's expression changed, and then he staggered, almost losing his footing and falling to the ground.

"You!" Liu Mi steadied his body and pointed at Master Xuan Ming, his eyes full of disbelief.

At the moment when the ecstasy technique took effect, Master Xuanming ignored the restrictions of the Forbidden Spirit Formation and cast some strange spell to disintegrate his own soul.

And the fluctuations caused by the disintegration of his soul also made Liu Mi, who had penetrated the power of his soul into the soul of Xuanming Daoist, suffer a ruthless blow.

It's just that the situation of Master Xuanming is even worse, blood is seeping out from the seven orifices of Master Xuanming.

Once the soul disintegrates, it will really be lost, and there will be no chance of reincarnation.

Master Xuan Ming's determination made Liu Mi unexpected.

"You so-called righteous people, want to get the information you want from me? Dreaming!"

Seeing Liu Mi's gloomy expression, Master Xuanming gave a sinister smile, and then slowly closed his eyes.

His body, which had lost all signs of life, could no longer stand upright, and fell straight to the ground like a puddle of mud.

Snapped!

A chess piece fell heavily on the chessboard.

The young man was tall and tall, and looked about thirty years old in appearance. He was wearing a gray robe, with a high nose and wide mouth, and a big, boxy face, showing a weather-beaten look.

"Haven't you found out why Yuanshancheng's plot to seize the mirror failed?"

Two cold eyes suddenly turned twice on the face of the person opposite.

Sitting opposite the burly man was an old man with white beard and hair.

If Tantai Qingrun was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this old man was the former city lord of Yuanshan City who disappeared after the Battle of Yuanshan City, Luo Sha Luo Yan.

Luo Sha looked at the Shuangpao that had crossed the river on the chessboard, with a gloomy expression, he moved the chess piece lightly, and defended the vault.

"Master Shura, I have thoroughly investigated all the people involved in the operation in Yuanshan City, and there is no clue.

But I have been planning in Yuanshan City for many years, and I can't find any other reason for the failure of the Seizing Mirror Project except that there are traitors in it. "

It turned out that this burly middle-aged man was Shura, the person in charge of the underworld in Zhenjiang Prefecture.

"If you have played chess for half an hour, you still don't know who is the stinky chess player." Regarding Luo Sha's defense, Shura looked indifferent, and entered the camp in the middle of the chariot. Potential.

"Then you are that stinky chess basket!"

Luo Sha was silent for a while, his voice hoarse: "The subordinates understand."

Shura Yunzi did the killing and ate Raksha's Pegasus in one bite.

"I just heard the news. I don't know where the leak was revealed. Zhenjiang Tower dispatched all the monks to guard and wipe out those evil cultivators who cooperated with us and refined corpse puppets for us."

Raksha's raised hand trembled slightly, but finally stabilized, and added an elephant to the horns to resist Shura's serial attacks.

"In the process of contacting those evil cultivators, our people have never revealed their true identities, nor have they revealed their own appearance.

Even if the Zhenjiang tower is all-powerful and pries the mouths of those evil cultivators, they won't get any useful news, right? "

Shura was expressionless and swallowed his elephant: "Among the main hall masters, you are the most cautious and thorough in your actions, and you are well-planned, so I value you the most.

But the current scene, don't you feel familiar?

Yuanshan City, you are such a deceitful self-deceit, even if you find out the clues, you still don’t take it seriously, and you insist on going your own way, resulting in the waste of many years of arrangement in Yuanshan City.

Forget it, after this battle, you still haven't learned your lesson? "

Slight cold sweat oozes from Luo Sha's back, and at the same time, the chess piece in his hand hastily shifted back to defense: "My lord's lesson is, what about us now?"

Shura once again swallowed the car transferred back by Luo Sha with a cannon: "Do you know what is the most taboo when playing chess?"

Without waiting for Luo Sha to answer, Shura said coldly: "The most feared thing in chess is falling into the opponent's rhythm.

Just like you are now, passive everywhere, blindly adjusting chess to defend my offensive, but in fact every step you take is within my expectations.

There is no chance of winning in such a game of chess. "

Luo Sha was stunned, and if he realized something, he gradually changed his chess moves and said, "So, what we have to do now is to interrupt the rhythm of Zhishou Lou."

Shura glanced at the direction of Rakshasa's chess pieces, sneered and said: "I understand well, but now your chess pieces are almost eaten up, and you just reacted and chose to take the initiative to attack and interfere with my layout. It seems that it is just a meaningless struggle."

Raksha's face was a little embarrassed, and there was also some doubts: "Then... what should I do?"

Shura stretched out his hand, crossed the border between Chuhe and Han, gently picked up Luocha's shogi, and then lifted the chessboard violently.

The chess pieces scattered and rolled to the ground.

Shura tightly grasped the general in his hand, and his tone was full of murderous intent: "Worshiping ghosts and gods depends on incense, playing chess depends on generals!

As long as the general is still there, no matter how bad the game is, it is still considered a loss.

Since the head-on attack is already at a disadvantage, then simply flip the chessboard over! "

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