Chapter 1043: Void Chess Game

When the power in the body was completely restored, the Yuxu Temple on the mountain road disappeared, and the illusion disappeared immediately. Zhang Jun saw that the dead leaf that fell from the tree the moment he saw the Yuxu Temple had just landed on the ground. He immediately understood that the hundreds of years in the illusion before were actually only the length of time for a leaf to fall, only one or two seconds.

He was horrified. This mountain of the Great Dao was indeed strange. If he didn't know that he would eventually understand the mystery, he would be trapped in it forever. It turned out that after Zhang Jun experienced a long period of suffering in the illusion, he realized the truth in the illusion. He transformed the illusion into reality and integrated the reality into the illusion, thus realizing the wonderful truth of the mutual generation of the virtual and the real.

Speaking of which, he himself is a body of mutual generation of the virtual and the real, so it is reasonable to realize the wonderful truth.

At this moment, he felt that his body seemed to have undergone some changes, and his spiritual realm became more mysterious, with a hint of the taste of creation.

He continued to climb the mountain, and walked about one-tenth of the way, and saw two old men playing chess on a large rock beside the road. It was rare to meet a living person in the mountains, Zhang Jun was very surprised, so he went forward to greet them. He bowed and said, "Two elders, sorry to bother you."

The two men didn't even raise their heads. One of them had a gray beard and was dressed as a Taoist priest. He said, "Young man, look at this game of chess. Can I win?"

The other was a thin and skinny man in a white robe. He also said, "Yes, we have been playing for a long time and can't beat the opponent. Do you think I have a chance to defeat him?"

Zhang Jun was curious, so he approached to watch the chess game. This part didn't matter. The chess game seemed to have a suction force, which sucked his soul into it. The next moment, he was in the void, with endless darkness on all sides. In the void, countless black and white chess pieces were arranged, and it was hard to tell who was the winner.

He was surprised. Was it another illusion? However, he quickly denied it, because this time it was completely different from the illusion he had experienced before. Not only did his power not disappear, but he could control his body freely.

"Boom!"

A white piece fell from the sky and landed on the chessboard in the void, and then a murderous intent burst out, heading straight for Zhang Jun. He was startled and immediately resisted with all his strength.

"Puff!"

It was as if ten thousand mountains were pressing down from the sky, and his body was flattened at once. If he had not had a congenital Taoist body, he would have been shattered to pieces and died on the spot.

"Open it for me!"

Zhang Jun roared, and the power of 90 billion pounds burst out, and his flat body returned to its original state. He spread his palms to the left and right, and heard a "boom" sound, forcibly forcing back the murderous aura.

"Damn it! What is this place, a chessboard in the void, and every piece that falls has such lethality! Is it a killing game?

In the void, the voice of the Taoist sounded, and he said: "Haha, how powerful is my "Taishan Pressing Down the Top"? "

The thin man said: "It's nothing great, look at my "Forced Splitting of Huashan". "

After the words fell, a black piece fell from the sky, and a trace of murderous intent was born. This trace of murderous intent was sharp and heavy, as if a giant axe split the sky and the earth, and chopped down on the head first.

Zhang Jun was furious. Since this was not an illusion, the two old men who were playing chess were deliberately harming him. He immediately took out the golden mace and fiercely blasted them with a move of "covering the three realms". The mace collided with the invisible giant axe, making a sound of metal clashing. Zhang Jun's arms were numb, and he retreated repeatedly, shouting: "Who are you?"

The two ignored him. The skinny old man sighed and said: "Don't you think it's too cruel? I have been waiting for so many years to meet such a seedling who entered the second level. Don't let him be killed by us. "

The Taoist said: "There is no way. If we let him go, he will die in the third level even if he passes. ”

The skinny old man sighed repeatedly: "Ox Nose is really inhumane. Even if you are me, I may not be able to pass these nine levels. Those who can pass them are definitely quasi-Daluo. Who wants his inheritance?"

The Taoist said: "You underestimate the ability of the Taoist Patriarch. He was able to create a complete Yuanshi Tianzun in the distant past to disrupt the ancient times. Do you think he is really just Daluo?"

"You and I are so unlucky. We offended him and were punished to serve here. I just hope this kid can pass." After the thin Taoist finished speaking, another black piece fell, which was also a solemn and extraordinary killing move.

"The sea accommodates all rivers! "The Taoist said.

Thanks to Zhang Jun's 90 billion strength, he activated the first transformation of the divine fetus, otherwise it would be difficult to survive such a terrible attack. Black and white pieces fell one after another, and the entire empty chessboard was gradually filled.

I don't know how long it took, when the last empty space was filled with white pieces, the empty chessboard suddenly disappeared, and Zhang Jun, who was in a mess, returned to his place. When he looked again, where were the two old men playing chess?

He looked ugly and said to himself: "It's only the second level, and I almost couldn't stand it, so what is the third level? Can I pass it? I heard that these nine levels were set by the Taoist ancestor Li Er. What is his intention? Does he hope that those who pass the level will inherit his Taoist tradition? "

Knowing that there were many dangers ahead, Zhang Jun gritted his teeth and continued to climb. Finally, after walking about one-tenth of the way, he met an old Taoist priest. There was a furnace next to the old Taoist priest, and the furnace was engraved with the eight trigrams, exuding an ancient atmosphere. It was actually a Daluo magic weapon!

When Zhang Jun arrived, the old Taoist priest was taking a nap. He was about to go forward to say hello, but the old Taoist priest suddenly waved his sleeves, and a clear light flew out, and he was swept away by the clear light. When the furnace lid was opened, he was thrown into the furnace. When the furnace lid was closed, the old Taoist priest murmured: "Really, I have been waiting for a long time, and finally one of you has come. Don't let him die in the refining. "

After saying that, he opened his mouth and spurted out three colors of real fire, all rushing into the furnace. The furnace suddenly rose with boundless flames, burning Zhang Jun with a "sizzling" sound. He immediately shouted and said angrily: "Old Taoist, why are you burning me?"

The old Taoist squinted his eyes and continued to doze off, saying: "Stupid thing, I'm not burning you, I'm giving you good fortune. If Sun Wukong doesn't refine in the Eight Diagrams Furnace, can he refine the fire eyes and golden pupils?"

Zhang Jun said angrily: "What kind of Sun Wukong is that? That's a character in the novel." At this point, he was suddenly stunned. Characters in novels may not appear in the wilderness!

Sure enough, the old Taoist sneered: "That monkey was refined by me, how could it be fake?" After saying that, he spurted out another flame. The flames in the furnace suddenly became more than six feet high, completely enveloping Zhang Jun. He only felt that the fire burned into his flesh, drilled into his bones, and even penetrated into his soul, and he was in great pain.

However, such pain could not withstand his shock, and he shouted: "What? You are Taishang Laojun!"