Supreme Medicinal God

? Master Wu Nian was confused by the portrait of the beautiful woman, and Grandma Butterfly was unable to extricate herself in the illusion.

When the two were confused by the illusion, in the middle of the two behind them, the black sand of the house gradually condensed, and the more they gathered, the more they rose like a bamboo shoots, slowly rising upward, and transformed into a human figure.

It was a demon with black sand and black iron shavings all over it, and the whole body was full of fierce anger. At the sight of it, it would gradually take shape, and there was a sharp black black iron sword in his hand.

Suddenly, a white shadow flashed, accompanied by Xiao Bai barking angrily, Xiao Bai's cry was particularly loud in the room, deafening, and woke up the Master Wuwu and the Butterfly Granny who were enchanted by the illusion.

Ye Feng and Jiang Yixue went upstairs and left Xiaobai playing in the yard. It smelled a strong magical energy, and found Master Wu Nian and Grandma Butterfly fascinated by illusion, while one grew from black sand and black iron scraps. The demons that came out were about to strike both of them.

Xiaobai rushed past, and her body grew rapidly while running, her whole body's hair instantly turned golden yellow, and sharp dog paws crossed the demon's body, grabbing a large group of black sand black iron shavings.

The devil's tricks were destroyed by Xiaobai, and he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Nasty puppy."

The sharp Xuanjian sword thrust into Xiaobai's body violently. The white dog's golden dog hair sword couldn't get in, but the Xuantie sword contained great power. It stung on the body and shocked Xiaobai with pain, whimpering, Hit a few rolls.

"demon."

Master Wu Nian was ashamed, and Alian, his favorite in his life, had passed away long ago. He thought he had forgotten it for hundreds of years. As a mental Buddha, he didn’t expect to move his heart in the illusion today, and almost did his best. destroy.

In his hands, the beads and lights were blazing and blazing, and with the sound of wind and thunder, he hit the newly formed black sand demon.

Grandma Butterfly also awakened from the beautiful dream. The self in the bronze mirror was still wrinkled and ugly and old, and then she realized the demon illusion.

She was angry and angry, not understanding what was meant to be angry.

Was it for the demon to immerse himself in the illusion, or because the illusion he gave himself was not long. After she was awake, her first thought was disappointment and loss.

She tipped her toes lightly, picked up her cane from the ground, yelled angrily, swept through the thousands of troops, and hit the black sand demon behind.

Under the attack of the Buddha's vast Xiaguang and the cold iron crutches, the black sand demon was beaten with holes, and the whole black sand was torn apart, flying with the wind, and soon turned into black sand scattered on the ground.

Master Wu Nian regretted his face, chanting and chanting the Buddha constantly, and confessed himself.

"Amitabha, the little monk moved his heart and hoped the Buddha's ancestors would forgive sins and forgive sins."

Granny Butterfly remained angry, and glanced at Master Wu Nian with disdain and said, "What is your sin, Monk Wu Nian?"

Master Wu Nian sighed, and a bit of bitterness appeared on his face: "Ah, it's hard to say a word, this demon palace is really worthy of the name. Not only are demons everywhere, but also the demons in our hearts are revealed."

Grandma Butterfly giggled, like knocking on a broken gong: "It's impossible, your old monk is hundreds of years old and coming to the Devil's Hall, is it going to be vulgar?"

"Ridiculous, ridiculous, Amitabha, sin, sin."

Lao Qintou and Mo Yun came to the deepest third courtyard, the garden stream, the scenery was beautiful, and the clear stream was still a little hot.

In the third yard, there are only two rooms, a triangular flower viewing pavilion.

The room's doors and windows were tattered, and Mo Yun stood at the door and looked inwards. The room was empty and full of black sand iron filings, and there was nothing to check.

In the middle of the triangular flower pavilion, there is a round marble table.

The stone table has a simple and solemn pattern, exquisite workmanship, and three oval stone benches are placed around it. The stone table is made of the same stone as the stone table. It is crystal and jade, and the color is bright, which looks valuable.

What interested Mo Yun was that there was a mahogany chess board on the small round table, filled with black and white chess pieces.

Mo Yun's heart moved. There were people playing chess in this place. He walked over curiously and glanced at the chessboard.

At this glance, this chess game actually has a familiar feeling.

Black and white chess pieces, like the two armies killing, rushing left and right, evenly matched, this game is very similar to the game that he once played with the old people of Tianshan.

He held Baizi himself, surrounded the central Tianyuan with two wings, and the Tianshan old man held Heizi. From the central Tianyuan, he divided his troops into two ways, intercepted left and right, and was inseparable from his own killing.

That's a game that Mo Yun still remembers, because it's a game that hasn't been played.

Now when I think about it, I feel a little sorry and ashamed.

At that time, I agreed with the old people in Tianshan that anyone who won would get the longevity iron ticket and enter the longevity world.

In fact, I should have lost the game, but when playing chess, while the Tianshan old man was not paying attention, I moved a chess piece with wind and thunder, and won the game by dishonest means of cheating.

Halfway through that time, I heard that the longevity world was about to open, and after calculating it, Mo Yun won the glance of the old Tianshan.

Although the old friend Tianshan old man regretted his face, he still took the longevity iron ticket and rushed to the longevity world.

Hundreds of years passed, when I saw this set of chess, I still remembered the scene at that time. This game was exactly the same one before I had not cheated.

Bai Zi can win if he deflects a piece with Feng Lei.

He could not help but smile bitterly, ashamed and helpless.

I thought that cheating won the chess and entered the world of longevity. I could go through the robbery and ascend earlier. I didn't expect this place to be forgotten by time. I couldn't go through the robbery at all.

It was really good and evil, and he cheated and won the chess game. He was trapped in the longevity world since then, and the old friend Tianshan old man, I am afraid that he has already crossed the robbery and ascended to the fairy world.

Looking at the chess game, all of a sudden, he saw a flower in front of him, and he returned to the scene again.

On the stone bench opposite is the old man of Tianshan who is holding his long beard and looking at himself with a smile, while holding Baizi in his hand, he is playing against him.

What's going on, how do I go back and forth in time?Impossible, the surrounding environment is still in the courtyard of the Devil Palace, and Lao Qintou still appreciates the flowers in the garden.

He wanted to get up from the stone bench and wanted to turn his head to see what the old Qintou was doing, but he felt like he was under 10 million tons of pressure, pressing him, not letting him get up from the stone bench, letting him move, only Can watch that game.

The white piece between his fingers also became heavier and heavier, and he had to drop it, he couldn't hold it anymore.

"Come on, whoever wins the longevity iron ticket is who we are, but we have agreed, you can't regret it. Haha, you can't regret it."

The voice of the old Tianshan is like a stuck record, constantly ringing in his mind, making him almost crazy.

(End of this chapter)