Chapter 117 The strongest man who regretted his move, Langya Province

Chapter 117 The strongest man who regretted his move, Langya Province

Above the years.

Three Taoists stand side by side, one is an old Taoist with a pure body, one is a blind middle-aged Taoist, and the other is a lame young Taoist.

They are playing chess.

All living beings become chess pieces, time serves as the chess grid, and heaven and earth serve as the chess board.

"You two, what are you hiding from me?" The Supreme Being always felt that something was wrong.

Yuanshi and Lingbao looked at each other, shook their heads like rattles in unison, and waved their hands in unison:

"The Three Purities are one and the same. What can I hide from myself?"

"Is that so?" The Supreme Being was confused.

"Of course it is!" Yuanshi looked calm.

"Otherwise!" Lingbao vowed.

The Supreme Being struggled for a moment, and finally chose to believe it and continue his move.

In the blink of an eye, he calmly said to the stalwart figure in nowhere:

"You regretted your move 7,800 times after losing one piece. It has been pushed back to 7,800 historical years to recast the past. Why bother? If you lose, you lose, and if you win, you win. What's the point of regretting your chess at will?"

Several stalwart figures who were playing chess with Sanqing smiled at the same time:

"We can do it, and fellow Taoists can naturally do it too."

Before he finished speaking, the Supreme Master overturned the chessboard.

"The past is settled." He said coldly: "This is the benchmark for the movement of the world."

The tall figures looked at the chess pieces scattered in the void, were silent for a moment, and slowly retreated.

As he was leaving, someone called back with a loud voice:

"Of course, aren't you the first to regret your move?"

The Supreme Being was stunned for a moment, looking at the retreating figure, lost in thought.

"How have I ever regretted playing?" He murmured, glancing at the two Taoists beside him: "What did you do?"

"Why did you say that!" Yuan Shi waved his sleeves and became furious.

"He's farting!" Lingbao waved his sword and scolded his mother.

The sword energy cut through everything and crashed into the distant majestic figure, but was snuffed out by one of them.

Yuanshi had a cold face and stared at the void:

"Repent? Huh, I don't even bother to do that."

Lingbao nodded in agreement and spoke arrogantly:

"Are they the only ones worthy of my regret?"

The Supreme Leader thought for a moment and realized that this was the case. Shi Shiran stood up and walked back to the Taoist Palace.

Before leaving, he turned back and said:

"You two seem to have gotten closer recently. Yes, you looked down on me and you like in the past. What does that mean?"

After a pause, His Majesty warned again:

"Also, don't imitate them, don't regret your moves at will, and don't overthrow and rewrite history at will."

"nature!"

"affim!"

After the Supreme Leader left, Lingbao and Yuanshi looked at each other in tacit understanding, breathed a sigh of relief, and wiped away their sweat.

Almost revealed.

After re-righting the chessboard that had been overturned by the Supreme Being, Lingbao murmured to himself:

"We are not rewriting the chessboard just to fight the enemy. This is not called regretting the game, this is called emergency avoidance."

As he spoke, he touched his legs.

"Not bad." Yuan Shi nodded in agreement: "This is not a regretful move."

As he spoke, he touched his cheek.

"Well, it doesn't count, it doesn't count!" The two said in unison, and their relationship with each other was unprecedentedly harmonious.

Longhu Mountain.

The old Heavenly Master gently stroked the Sanwu Evil Slaying Sword and sat back in the hall.

He murmured to himself:

"The general trend of the world is getting weirder and weirder. It's getting weirder and weirder."

At this time, a boy knocked on the door and asked respectfully:

"Celestial Master, Uncle Butcher asked, do you want to prepare the ritual track for next spring in advance?"

"Well, get ready." The old Celestial Master came back to his senses and said calmly: "By the way, remember to follow the words left by the Celestial Master Ancestral Master and pay tribute to the Supreme Being Xuanqing."

"Do you still have the previous title?"

"Well, I'll stick to my previous title."

After saying that, the Heavenly Master solemnly repeated:

"Praise, Xuan Huangwu God!"

"I'm fine." After leaving Gouxian Town, Lu Xuan smiled at his phone and said, "Don't worry, Xiao Yan."

"Then." A girl's excited voice sounded on the other end of the phone: "Then when will you come back? Xiao Lu, Xiao Lu, you must be careful, Sakata Heavy Industries hates you to death this time!"

"Am I going to return to Donghai City, or go directly to the provincial capital? August is here, and I feel like I don't have time to go to Mount Tai this time, and the trip to Longhu Mountain has to be postponed."

"It's okay, let's go through the motions before school starts, and then we'll talk about it!"

"Okay, then where should I find you?"

"Go directly to Langya City. I'm in Shengjing now and am about to go to Langya City!"

"Okay, wait for me."

After Lu Xuan hung up the phone silently, the doubts in his heart turned into a tidal wave, and his mind kept recalling the previous scene outside Gouxian Town.

What is suppressed and buried under the stone monument? Why the sudden intervention?

And those people, why do they say they shouldn’t exist in this world at this time? And why do you say you should be careful with those two numbers?

Lu Xuan always felt that something was wrong, and he had an extremely awkward feeling in his heart.

Yang Jian, Nezha, Zhu Wuneng, Li Changgeng.

He remembered these four names in his mind. There was no information about them in the current world due to the time gap, but that was not necessarily the case in the dream.

While thinking about it, Taoist Qinghe on the side finally couldn't help it anymore and asked in a low voice:

"Lu Zu. Mr. Lu, what happened just now?"

Lu Xuan thought for a while, shook his head and waved his hands:

"Can't say."

Taoist Qinghe laughed dumbly and sighed:

"It's really strange, but I want to ask."

He came forward and stretched his head, his face full of curiosity:

"How did you get the title of 'Fu Sheng Lu Xuan' in that palace? Could it be that you are the ancient ancestor of Yuxu."

Lu Xuan still smiled and waved:

"Don't say it, don't say it."

Taoist Qinghe retracted his head angrily.

Lu Xuan asked with a smile:

"Qinghe, are you still wondering why the title I got is the same as the title recited by the Taoist from Longhu Mountain that day?"

"Ah?" Taoist Qinghe was a little surprised: "Mr. Lu, what are you talking about?"

"Fu Sheng Lu Xuan." The young man was also a little surprised.

Taoist Qinghe looked around blankly, and it took him a long time to react, and said doubtfully:

"I don't understand what you mean. What was the slogan chanted by the Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain? Was it the heavy rain that day and the vast vision? I remember it clearly. What they chanted was Xuanhuang Wushen."

Lu Xuan was stunned, and his expression suddenly became serious:

"Qinghe, what did you say?"

Taoist Qinghe was a little confused, but he still repeated it.

Lu Xuan suppressed the throbbing in his heart and asked again:

"Do you still remember the details of that day?"

"Of course I remember." After recalling for a moment, Taoist Qinghe recounted from beginning to end what happened when he went to Donghai City to look for Lu Xuan.

The dull Taoist Qingping on the side nodded slightly:

"Well, after Senior Brother Qinghe came back, he told Senior Brother Qingxuan and I that it is indeed true that we can only say that Longhu Mountain is indeed impressive, and the recited [Xuanhuang Wushen] is extraordinary, and it can reveal such vast supernatural powers. elephant."

Lu Xuan was silent.

He felt a little confused, and for a time he thought it was because his memory was confused. He sat cross-legged under the surprised eyes of Qingping and Qinghe, and calmly guarded his mind.

After a while, Lu Xuan opened his eyes with a calm expression.

I remembered it correctly, and I was not confused.

He glanced at Qingping and Qinghe, and his mind was spinning a thousand times, trying to analyze what was happening at the moment. This was really too strange.

In a daze, Lu Xuan remembered the strange movements of the three treasures given by the third master in the spiritual world, and what the third master had said to him in [Original Point].

"In the past tens of millions of years, the long river of time has been overthrown and restarted countless times, and what you have experienced has been repeated countless times in this world."

Lu Xuan was startled, as cold air exploded from his back and spread all over his body.

Has history been changed and repeated at a certain moment without being affected?

Is it because of the treasure given by teachers and others? Or the bronze fragments and the ancestral Qi? Or some other reason? ?

Lu Xuan couldn't understand. He just looked at the confused expressions of Qinghe and Qingping, and felt his heart palpitate more and more.

He took out his mobile phone and searched for information about Longhu Mountain on the Internet, and indeed found information about Longhu Mountain's annual festival and past sacrifices.

During the last search, Lu Xuan remembered very clearly that the sacrificial words were [Tai Shang Xuan Qing, Fu Sheng Lu Xuan], but at this time the information circulating on the Internet changed to [Xuanhuang Wushen]!

His memory was so good that he even recognized that the post he was looking at was the same post as the last time he saw it. The posting time was exactly the same, and the last edited date displayed on the web page was several years ago.

The creepy feeling was even worse.

Time has been tampered with, history has been repeated, and everyone's perceptions have been deflected.

He suddenly felt his own insignificance, and suddenly felt the majesty and terror of those who truly stood at the culmination of ancient times!

Are such sacred things as time, history, and years, to them, just playthings that can be replaced at will?

There was a feeling of suffocation coming out.

Can I really reach the point where I can surpass them and follow the path of self-exaltation in these years of being manipulated by the strongest?

"Mr. Lu?" Even the dullest Qingping noticed something was wrong and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Lu Xuan waved his hands in a daze:

"it's okay no problem"

It took him a long time to stabilize his mind again, and his Taoist heart, which had been shaking for a while, also regained its strength.

"I'm all right."

Lu Xuan stood up calmly, looked up at the sky, and said immediately:

"You two, to be honest, I am going to Langya Provincial Government next. It may be very peaceful during this period. I may even go to Langya University."

"No problem." Taoist Qinghe said with a smile: "Junior brother Qingping and I may not have walked in the world of mortals for a long time. Let's just change our appearance."

As they spoke, their Taoist robes trembled and turned into simple robes, but their faces did not change much.

"In this way, you won't be too conspicuous when walking in the city." Qinghe Taoist chuckled again.

Seeing this, Lu Xuan nodded silently and didn't say anything more. He just flew away towards the horizon with the two of them.

New calendar year 6823, August 9th.

Langya Province, provincial capital, Langya City.

As the capital of the entire province, Langya City is slightly inferior to Wutong City in terms of economy, and the rest of the city is better than Wutong City by an unknown amount.

After all, the highest administrative body of Langya Province is located in Langya City. This city does not even have the position of mayor. The chief executive of the city is also the highest chief executive of the entire province.

In the administrative agencies at the provincial level, the provincial governor has the same status as the governor. The difference is that the former's cultivation is slightly weaker, and most of them are Confucian. What matters most is their governance ability.

The guard position is equivalent to the highest level of military force in the province, and generally has a principal position and a deputy position. Anyone who can serve as a provincial guard is an Earth Immortal at the Tianmen level.

This city is extremely prosperous and much larger than Donghai City. At a time when the world is recovering and the Ancestral Star is expanding a hundred times, the total population of Langya City is hundreds of millions, which is greater than the total population of many countries in the Old Calendar Era.

And on a road leading to Langya City.

Three people walked side by side, one was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, and the other two were middle-aged, looking to be in their thirties or forties.

"Mr. Lu."

Glancing at the cars and floating vehicles whizzing by, Qinghe smiled and said:

"Aren't you going back to Donghai City?"

"Of course I have to go back later." Lu Xuan said calmly: "But I have to go to the provincial capital first. The registration time for Langya University is August 15th, which is already approaching."

Taoist Qinghe nodded thoughtfully and said with emotion:

"I heard that a lot of things happened in Donghai City. How is it now?"

"When I left, the streets and alleys were covered with white hangings, and mourning halls were everywhere."

Lu Xuan sighed softly:

"How miserable the world is. I came to the provincial capital with the intention of investigating cults. Naturally, the provincial capital city has far better access than Donghai City."

"Well," Qinghe asked casually, "Does Mr. Lu know anyone in the provincial capital?"

"Yes, but not entirely."

Lu Xuan smiled bitterly:

"One you have met is Uncle Wu who was protecting me in my house that day, and there are two close friends. One is Uncle Wu's son Wu Xiaoxu, and the other is Xiao Yan who will introduce you to me later."

After a pause, he said again:

"As for the rest of the people, I don't know if I know them, such as Wang Zhiyao of the Langya Wang family, Zhong Wuhuo, the old man of the Zhong family, and Chen Dao and others."

"Oh?" Taoist Qinghe was a little confused: "Knowing means knowing, not knowing means not knowing. You don't know whether this counts."

Qingping, who was dull and talkative at the side, also cast curious eyes. Although he was a true immortal, he had almost never walked in the world of mortals. He had always stayed in Guangcheng Palace, so he seemed to be extremely curious about everything.

Lu Xuan hesitated for a moment and then said shyly:

"Well, for some reason, I was wearing a vest and forgot to take it off."

Qinghe Qingping looked at each other blankly, vest?

What the hell is that?

While they were chatting, a car sped past them, but then it suddenly braked and stopped next to the three of them.

They paused in their steps and looked at him suspiciously.

At this time, the car window rolled down, revealing a bright face. It was a young girl who looked young. She smiled and said:

"Are you going to the provincial capital? It's probably twenty or thirty kilometers away. Do you want to give you a ride?"

The three of them looked at each other.

The girl seemed a little familiar and said boldly:

"You're welcome. It's almost sunset, and it will be completely dark by the time you get there. Come up and squeeze into the back row. There's room for three people."

The young man in the co-pilot curled his lips and muttered:

"Sister, you are really not afraid of anything, and you are not worried about being a bad person or anything like that."

Lu Xuan thought for a moment, and a polite smile appeared on his face:

"Thank you very much."

"Say those words, come up here!"