Chapter 2234

On an inconspicuous hill.

There are two people sitting on the ground.

A man with a black cloth over his eyes, looks like a boy, dressed in black.

A wrinkled, wine-trough nose, bony old man, wearing an oily cloth robe.

"In this game, the outcome is never in the chess game. The Xi family of the ancient family is the pawn, and Xun Hong from the Taoist Court of the Sanqing Dynasty is not the pawn?"

The old man is cooking tea, and the fragrance of tea is overflowing on the small stove.

"wrong."

The young man with a black cloth on his eyes said, "In my opinion, if you want to decide the outcome of this big game of chess, you have to enter the game. If you don't disturb this muddy water, you won't be able to tell who is the winner." People who play chess, who will become a pawn."

As he spoke, the young man picked up a teacup, drank it down, and said, "At this very moment, in the darkness beyond Mingkong Mountain, there are many old guys like you and me hiding."

"Some of them are in the same camp as the Sanqing Taoist Court."

"Some are here to snatch reincarnation."

"Some come from time-space forbidden lands that don't belong to this era, and each has their own thoughts."

"Some want to see if they can take advantage of this storm and reap the benefits."

"These people are hiding in the dark, so you have no way of knowing whether they are humans or ghosts, gods or demons, and what kind of thoughts they have."

"For them, if there are some variables in this big game, it will be too boring."

"After all, slaughtering the Xi clan of the ancient family is as easy as pie for the Sanqing Taoist Court, and there is nothing to pay attention to at all."

Putting down the teacup in his hand, the boy in black said: "But as long as there is a change, these guys hiding in the dark will stand up one by one. When they start to intervene in this chess game, they are no different from chess pieces."

After hearing this, the old man just smiled, "Then who do you think is qualified to be the player in this big game of chess?"

The black-clothed boy pondered for a while, then shook his head and said, "There will be multiple forces competing in this big game of chess, and no one force can completely control it."

"It is true that this chess game was set up by the Daoist Court of Sanqing, but it is impossible for them to have the final say on the steps of playing chess and the variables that occur during the game!"

The old man smiled and said: "But in my opinion, there are only two players. One is Su Yi, and the other is someone who is against Su Yi."

"No matter what kind of thoughts you come here for, and no matter whether you are in the same camp as Sanqing Taoist Court or not, as long as you are hostile to Su Yi in this chess game at this time today, you can be classified into the hostile camp!"

The black-clothed boy thought for a moment, nodded and said, "It's so simple and clear, but...there are too many variables, it's up to you not to think carefully."

The old man also sighed, and said emotionally: "Indeed, we are sitting outside the chess game right now, and we still can't see through the changes in today's big game of chess, let alone those players in the game."

The young man suddenly said: "Why don't you and I take this opportunity to bet against each other?"

"How to bet against each other?"

The old man picked up the teapot and poured a cup for the young man. The fragrance of the tea was ethereal and indifferent.

"It's just a bet."

The young man said, "If Su Yi wins today's chess game, I won't get involved again."

"If Su Yi loses, you must not intervene."

With that said, he picked up the teacup and said, "It's fair, isn't it?"

After listening to the old man, he asked with a smile: "If Su Yi wins a big victory today and blood flows here, are you sure you don't want to make a move?"

The young man was silent for a while, then said calmly: "This is the price, no matter who wins or loses, he has to bear it, and I... can still bear it."

The old man sighed: "Is it really good to regard people as chess pieces and disregard their life and death?"

The young man said calmly: "If you have a kind heart, you can go and persuade Su Yi to hand over the fire of reincarnation and era. Today's murder can be resolved without hurting anyone's life."

The old man fell silent for a moment, took a sip of his tea, and said, "Forget it, this old man won't live for many years, so I don't mind betting against fellow daoists at this very moment."

Just as the young man was about to say something, he noticed a silver-robed youth who called himself Ai Kun appearing in front of Mingkong Mountain.

"Ai Kun?"

The boy was puzzled, "Isn't he your apprentice?"

"Fake."

The corner of the old man's lips twitched imperceptibly, "His real name is Si Ming, and his temperament has always been stubborn and unrestrained, but what is rare is that he has a pure and kind filial piety."

"Designer? Commander, the meaning of control, fate, unspeakable luck. You give him this name, are you afraid that he will be punished by heaven?"

The boy said.

The old man smiled, "I don't dare to covet the sky's merits, as long as he can control his own destiny, that's enough."

"You should be clear that even the fate of your generation and mine cannot be absolutely controlled by yourself."

The young man said, "Just like at this time, your apprentice was the first to jump out. Once Su Yi is defeated, the true disciples of your lineage who are single-handed will definitely die."

The old man said: "Being a person and doing things, you must dare to be the first in the world. The first one to stand up is the key to breaking the game. It is true that it is dangerous to do so, but what if you win?"

The young man thought for a while, then raised his head suddenly, his eyes were obviously covered by the black cloth, but he "looked" at the old man sitting opposite.

"I understand, you don't have many years to live, and you want to find a unique fortune for your disciple, so that he can truly control his own destiny when he touches the threshold of the long river of fate in the future!"

The young man sighed, "Parents' beloved sons have far-reaching plans. You, a master, can have such intentions, no less than their parents!"

The old man drank a cup of tea and said: "Fellow Daoist, the game is just beginning, it's too early to say anything now."

The boy nodded and said, "That's exactly what I want to say."

He picked up his teacup and took a sip.

...

In front of Mingkong Mountain.

After the appearance of Si Ming, whom Ai Kun called himself, attracted the attention of the audience.

Especially when they heard that he was going to give Su Yi a big gift, many eyes changed slightly.

Could this be the helper Su Yi invited?

Xi Ning couldn't help but asked, "Your Excellency was invited by Fellow Daoist Su?"

Si Ming smiled and shook his head, "I came here by myself, and I never got Su Yi's consent."

After a pause, he said: "In today's game, your ancient Xi family is just a pawn being used by others. From now on, I will be the pawn. You just need to watch."

Si Ming turned around, glanced at Xun Hong and the others in the distance, suddenly laughed, and said:

"It's the same with you, it looks majestic, but it's actually a pawn, a knife in the hands of those old guys hiding in the dark!"

There was a commotion in the arena.

Si Ming's words undoubtedly mean that in today's storm, there are many more terrifying existences hiding in the dark! Watching all this!

"My seat asks again, who are you, and who sent you here?"

God Lord Xun Hong opened his mouth, and the god intimidated people.

He realized that this silver-robed man who called himself Ai Kun was not simple, so he suppressed the murderous intention in his heart and did not strike immediately.

"It doesn't matter who I am."

Si Ming smiled and said, "The important thing is, from the moment I stand there, you don't want to touch Gu Clan Xishi's finger again."

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar.

Those elders of the Xi clan who were as dead as ashes, like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, couldn't help but look up at Si Ming.

Who the hell is this guy? Is he really not afraid of death?

"Oh, is that so, I want to see how capable you are, dare to say such brazen words."

God Master Xun Hong smiled with a serious expression on his face.

"In the past period of time, I did some trivial things, please take a look now."

Si Ming raised his hand to grab it, and a man in brocade clothes emerged, with a slender figure, disheveled hair, and a pale face.

The man in brocade clothes closed his eyes tightly, apparently unconscious.

When he saw this person, a bald old man in the camp of God Lord Xun Hong was startled and furious, and said in a broken voice, "Damn it!! Why is my eldest son in your hands?"

There was a sensation in the audience.

The bald old man came from a top giant in Lingxiao Shenzhou, and he himself was a three-refinement god master.

But now, his eldest son was captured alive! !

Si Ming smiled and said: "Not only is this eldest son who is the most important to you, but also your daughter-in-law, grandson, granddaughter, great-grandson, great-granddaughter..."

"Well, let me think about it, there are about one hundred and thirty-nine people who are related to you by blood, and now I arrange them to have a reunion dinner in a good place."

"Don't worry, they are alive and well, and they are all very happy. It is because of me that they have the opportunity to sit and eat together."

As Si Ming said, he raised his hand and threw the brocade-clothed man over, "If you don't believe me, you can ask your son."

The bald old man's cheeks were ashen, his anger was unbearable, "You are too deceitful, you—"

Si Ming raised his finger and put it to his mouth, "Shh! Don't threaten me, threats are useless, you should think about the situation of your relatives."

The bald old man jumped into a rage, and his seven orifices were filled with smoke, but he didn't dare to say anything in the end.

"This is your confidence? It's too despicable! It's no different from a demon heretic!"

Xun Hong said coldly, "Besides, I can tell you directly that such dirty tricks are useless in front of me!!"

Si Ming smiled and said: "Don't worry, and don't talk too much, what if...you need to kneel and beg me later?"

God Master Xun Hong's eyelids twitched, and his face changed accordingly.

Beside him, the tall and strong Zhan Tu shouted angrily: "What tricks do you have, just use them all, and see if I will bow to you!!"

"Okay, that's what you said, I just like happy people like you!"

As he spoke, Si Ming turned his palm, and a blood-stained cyan jade pendant emerged.

"Do you recognize this thing?"

Siming asked with a smile.

"This...this...how did it fall into your hands!?"

Zhan Turu was struck by lightning, the anger on his face froze, his eyes widened, and that burly figure seemed to be frozen there.

Seeing this, everyone immediately felt that something was wrong.

Si Ming Youzai Youzai asked: "Then do you mind if I tell the secrets related to this jade pendant in front of everyone?"

Zhan Tu said sharply, "How dare you—!"

His face turned red, he twisted ferociously, and suddenly he lost his composure, as if someone had caught him!