Chapter 665 All Spirits As Children

Birds and beasts were extinct along the way, but it wasn't as if there wasn't no meat to be found.

The people or the government had more or less some bacon in reserve. Xu Han looted many Senluo Palace strongholds, but on the one hand, there were too many to carry. On the other hand, he couldn't bear to see the people begging for food. Therefore, Xu Han only took a little food and not much meat, and distributed the rest to the people.

He originally thought that although most of these people were confused by the holy medicine, as long as the chaos caused by the Dark Asura Palace was calmed down, he would definitely find a way to restore these people to their original state. However, hearing Zhou Yuan's deduction, Xu Han's heart couldn't help but sink to the bottom of the valley at that time.

Thinking of this, Xu Han's brows furrowed even deeper.

However, this method made Zhou Yuan think that his speculation made Xu Han angry. He hurriedly said, "However, these are just speculations."

Hearing this, Xu Han turned his head, but Zhou Yuan did not know what Xu Han was doing and subconsciously took a step back.

Seeing this, Xu Han was stunned for a moment before asking with interest, "Are you afraid of me?"

Zhou Yuan secretly cursed in his heart, "This old bone of mine almost died in your hands several times. Do you think I'm afraid?"

But on the surface, Zhou Yuan said with a fawning expression, "Lord Pavilion Master, the body of an immortal, a mere mortal, naturally can't help but feel terrified and uneasy."

Xu Han smiled. These words sounded familiar. It seemed that there was no lack of people who had flattered Zhu Xian and the others.

"That's not right, but you did a good job." Under Zhou Yuan's gaze, Xu Han suddenly said. At that time, his gaze became a little cold. "You should be afraid of me. The people in the sky are also afraid of me. The people in the starry sky are also afraid of me. Only by being afraid of me can you survive."

How could Zhou Yuan understand Xu Han's inexplicable words? He could only nod his head repeatedly and agree, "Yes! Yes! Yes!"

Xu Han also did not have the intention to investigate this matter with Zhou Yuan. After saying this, he turned his head and looked into the distance.

There was a tall mountain that towered into the clouds in the desolate twilight of the antler plains. A thick ink color spread from the peak of the mountain, soaking half of the mountain peak. It was unknown if it was Xu Han's illusion, but he vaguely sensed that the ink color was still spreading down the mountain.

"Is that Ya Qi Mountain?" Xu Han suddenly asked.

Hearing this, Zhou Yuan hurriedly replied, "Exactly. The Lunar Temple is located on that mountain peak. However, Ya Qi Mountain was not like this in the past. I wonder if it was affected by the devouring of the Great Zhou Dragon Qi and turned into such a desolate scene."

Xu Han nodded and squinted at the mountain peak for a long time. Then, he spat out another sentence that Zhou Yuan did not understand.

He whispered, "Here he is."

It snowed again at that time…

…

It was as if someone had suddenly made a cut in the sky, causing heavy snow to pour down.

Someone was trudging through the wilderness, through the sandstorm, finally arriving at the pitch-black mountain peak under the heavy snow. He walked towards the snow, step by step, leaving behind rows of deep and shallow footprints on the snow.

The pressure that descended from the top of the mountain made it impossible for any creature to use the Imperial Sky Technique. Climbing on foot became the only way to climb this dangerous mountain.

This was not an easy task. At least tens of thousands of corpses had died on this path since ancient times.

But he did it. With his legs and anger, he climbed up the mountain before the snow could cover the path of climbing. Oh, yeah, he's got a knife.

A red rope tied to the hilt of a saber was called Chao Mu's saber.

He stood in front of the once lofty palace gate that was now like a ghost realm and forcefully stabbed the saber in his hand into the ground.

Then, he cupped his hands and shouted towards the claustrophobic palace gate, "Great Zhou's Mu Clan, the son of the Mu King, the nephew of the Northern Region's King, Mu Qingshan, came to inquire!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the palace gates were closed, and the mountain peak was silent.

Only after more than ten breaths did the palace door slowly open amidst the heavy muffled noise.

At that time, a group of Confucian scholars dressed in white walked out of the palace gate and arrived in front of that person. The leading scholar had a handsome face and bowed towards Mu Qingshan at that time. He said, "Supreme True Man has long been in seclusion and cultivating. No one can help the guests resolve their doubts. Please return, guests."

Hearing this, Mu Qingshan smiled. He looked at the surroundings and asked, "In that case, did Mu Qingshan climb this mountain for nothing?"

"Heaven's will dictates that the guests do not have to be stubborn." The scholar replied with a smile.

Mu Qingshan raised his eyebrows and grabbed the hilt of the saber beside him with one hand. "What if I don't believe in this Heavenly Fate?" He asked.

The scholarly scholar dressed up and talked about it leisurely, "In the past, Wang Muji of Beijiang also did not believe in the Heavenly Fate. He continued his country's fate for Great Zhou. In less than two years, Great Zhou was destroyed, and he died as well."

"The Qin King of the Chen Kingdom, Meng Ke, does not believe in the fate of the Heavenly Dao. He insists on protecting the state of the Chen Kingdom. This is not the same fate as losing the hands of a fallen relative."

"Everyone in the world likes to go against the current. They always think that they are heroes. They never know that the Heavenly Dao will come and go. There is a fixed number. Immortals can't change it, mortals."

As he spoke, the scholar's eyes narrowed, and his gentle tone became a bit gloomy and cold at that time, "I can't change it!"

"So there's no need to talk about it?" Mu Qingshan pulled out the saber on the ground and narrowed his eyes. A violent aura surged out and enveloped the shoulders of the scholarly scholars.

The Confucian scholar's expression changed. He breathed a sigh of relief and whispered regretfully, "Ignorance."

At that time, a similarly vast aura surged out from behind him, interweaving with the power summoned by Mu Qingshan. The two collided with each other, and a murderous aura immediately permeated the peak of Ya Qi Mountain.

However, just as the two sides were at loggerheads, a long voice suddenly sounded.

"Let him in." The voice said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Confucian scholar's expression immediately changed. He hurriedly lowered his head and respectfully said, "Yes."

After that, he restrained his aura and turned around to say in a low voice, "Guest, please."

This rapid change of attitude was naturally unexpected to Mu Qingshan, but he did not take it to heart. At that time, he glanced at the Confucian scholar, then put away his saber and sheathed it. The Confucian scholar led him into this deep palace gate.

…

"Let me guess what you want to ask me?"

"Why do you want to seize Mu Ji's Immortal Life Palace?"

"Why did you teach the Dark Asura Palace the method of resurrecting the dead dragon?"

In the Phoenix Arrival Pavilion, a handsome man dressed in black sat high on the stage, looking calmly at Mu Qingshan below.

Hearing this, Mu Qingshan frowned, but did not reply.

Seeing him like this, the handsome man's lips curled into a smile. He seemed to have seen through Mu Qingshan's thoughts and said, "Of course, these are what you want to ask, but none of them are what you want to ask the most."

"What you want to ask is…"

"Road."

"Right?"

Under the confident smile of the man, Mu Qingshan's body trembled. He looked at the man in disbelief, his eyes wide open at that time.

"Well, what about now … you want to ask me how I know, right?"

The man laughed again. What Mu Qingshan had to admit was that the handsome face that came out of the painting was accompanied by such a smile. Even if the other party was a man, he could still afford to use such rhetoric.

At that time, he realized that he seemed to have underestimated the Immortal who had lived for six hundred years, so he fell silent and did not answer.

"Actually, this isn't a powerful ability. I've seen you here nineteen times. Every conversation, every phrase, I've learned by heart. We're doomed to die on the same boat." The man smiled.

Mu Qingshan naturally couldn't understand what he was saying. He couldn't help but frown and ask, "What do you mean?"

The man did not reply this time. He extended his hand and pointed in front of Mu Qingshan. At that time, a low couch with a chessboard appeared in front of Mu Qingshan out of thin air. The man then stood up and walked to the chessboard. At that time, he sat down cross-legged and said, "Su Wen Xiao Beijiang King's attainments in chess are quite good. Since we are destined to meet today, why don't we play a game of chess with him?"

Hearing this, Mu Qingshan did not agree to stay where he was.

When the man saw this, he was not in a hurry. He only opened his chess box and twisted the black spots. Then he said, "You have all sorts of doubts and anger in your heart. I guarantee that once this game ends, everything will be cleared up."

Mu Qingshan hesitated slightly, not knowing if he was moved by the man's words or if he had other plans, but in the end, he sat down on the opposite side of him according to the man's words.

The two played chess, the man was skilled, Luo Zi seemed to be without hesitation, it was difficult to see his plan in a short period of time.

On the other hand, Mu Qingshan was walking on thin ice. Every time he fell, he would think for a long time, and his face would occasionally frown.

The lights in the Wind Arrival Pavilion were leisurely and the scene of an incense stick had passed, and the match was more than halfway through.

Blackie was scattered like a star, but there was still no killing intent. However, Bai Zi occupied all directions and was aggressive.

"People often say that watching chess is like watching a person. Little Prince is meticulous, and he is a national player." The man didn't seem to care about the decadence on his chessboard.

Mu Qingshan did not respond to his words. Instead, he paid attention to the changes on the chessboard.

Suddenly, he frowned. Only then did he discover that the black piece at the left corner of the Chessboard Mountain had actually sealed the piece that he had formed. If another piece fell, the piece would be in a dead end.

Mu Qingshan thought to himself, but he didn't see what Blackie could do to counter it. Therefore, he weighed the pros and cons and decided to place the piece on the chessboard and choose to save the piece.

"The Mu Clan has guarded the country for the Great Zhou for hundreds of years. They hold heavy armies and do not oppress their masters. They have controlled the country and do not bully the people. They are full of loyalty and serve the country. This game of chess is played by the little prince just like the Mu Clan for hundreds of years, not letting a single inch of land slip away and not losing a single citizen." The man was still speaking without hesitation, and the black spot in his hand was also left behind without hesitation.

As soon as this piece landed, Mu Qingshan's expression changed abruptly. This black piece actually sealed off the path of another piece of his chess piece just like before, leaving behind only a single survivor.

He vaguely realized that he had fallen into the trap set by the immortal, but at the same time, he didn't think of a better landing point. Therefore, after hesitating for a while, he still left the white boy at the place where the immortal intended to leave him alive.

Following that, the speed at which the Supreme True Man fell became faster and faster, and the sweat stains on Mu Qingshan's forehead also became heavier and heavier.

Finally, after going back and forth for another ten hands, when Luozi Mu Qingshan's finger, which was about to be placed on the chessboard, suddenly stopped in mid-air, his entire body fell into a brief daze at that time.

After waiting quietly for more than ten breaths of time for Mu Qingshan, Supreme True Man asked with a smile, "Little Prince, are you still not finished?"

It wasn't that Mu Qingshan didn't want to fall, but that he couldn't. After you sealed me off several times, his chess pieces had already gathered in one place under such pressure. As long as his son landed, most of the white ones would be joined together and become a big dragon. Once connected to a dragon, the black spots on the chessboard could merge into a dragon slaying image in a few steps…

Mu Qingshan finally came to his senses. It turned out that everything Supreme True Man had done before was to make him into a dragon, and when the dragon was ten percent complete, the dragon slaying appearance he had already buried would reveal his killing intent.

Mu Qingshan's son did not fall. He raised his eyes to look at the man. Although he was unwilling, he still said truthfully, "I lost."

The Supreme True Man didn't reveal the slightest bit of joy when he heard this. He only said calmly, "Victory or defeat is a common occurrence in the military. Moreover, I have already played this chess game eighteen times, but Little Prince has to understand why Little Prince lost this chess game."

Ever since he entered Fenglai Pavilion, Mu Qingshan had been led by the nose by this Supreme True Man. Naturally, he did not like it. Therefore, he said in a deep voice, "You don't need to be mysterious. The chess game is over. What's the answer I want?"

The Supreme True Man pointed at the chessboard and said, "This is the answer."

"You lied to me!?" Mu Qingshan's eyebrows immediately gushed with a murderous aura.

At that time, Daoist Peerless stood up and said, "I defeated Little Prince eighteen times in this game, but I also lost eighteen times in the other game."

"Every time I lose, I wonder why I lose and where I'm lacking."

"Later on, I suddenly realized that I had lost in the same place as the Little Prince." Supreme True Man paused for a moment before pointing his finger at the chessboard again. At that time, the chess pieces on the chessboard flew out of the chessboard one by one like a reversal of time. Finally, they stopped before Mu Qingshan could save the chess piece for the first time.

At this moment, Supreme True Man said again, "Little Prince, please take a look. If this time, Little Prince gives up these three pieces of chess and falls out of the game, using these three pieces as bait, in less than twenty moves, I will die."

"But Little Prince, I don't want to part with these three pieces, just like I don't want to part with the lives of the world…"

Hearing this, Mu Qingshan's face immediately revealed a sneer, as if he was mocking.

However, Supreme True Man did not mind and continued, "Little Prince is a smart person. You can clearly see the abnormal situation under the heavens, so you naturally understand what is happening in this world. If Little Prince wants to break the situation, he has to risk the lives of millions of creatures like this game of chess and bear the sins of millions of evil beings."

"Hmph." Hearing this, Mu Qingshan's mocking expression became even more serious. He shook his head and said, "Your Excellency has said so much. So it turns out that you want to lure me to join in with you."

"Who knows, people are alive, chess is dead, how can they be compared, and how can they justify your slaughter!"

"Little Prince is absolutely right." Supreme True Man was still not annoyed, and even nodded repeatedly in agreement with Mu Qingshan's words.

Then, he changed the topic and his expression suddenly became solemn. He reached out to stroke the chessboard, but his gaze was fixed on Mu Qingshan.

"But has the Little Prince ever thought that the person playing chess with me would never treat the chess pieces on this chessboard as living creatures?"

"The Little Prince is to me what I am to him. If the Little Prince wants to win this game of chess with me, he has to treat it as a dead thing. If I want to win the game of chess with the people of heaven, I have to treat life as a dead thing."

"Otherwise, I will be utterly defeated, and so will the Little Prince."

Mu Qingshan's body trembled, and his face turned extremely pale at that time. The light in his eyes was uncertain.

"Little Prince… I've already pointed out the way for you. Please drop your piece." Supreme True Man looked at Mu Qingshan and whispered.

Mu Qingshan stretched out his hand and twisted the white piece. He hung in midair again, but he was still hesitant and hadn't landed for a long time.

Just as he was hesitating, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind him and pressed down on his hand, leaving the child outside the trap.

Mu Qingshan's heart trembled. He turned his head and saw a man sitting in a wheelchair with eyes like stagnant water appear beside him. He looked at him with a smile on his face.

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