The morning sunlight rises from the sea level, illuminating this vast land inch by inch.

Those collapsed buildings are like mountain buns on the plains, messy but full of beauty. Nature will never be beautiful because of human creation, nor will it be ugly because of human destruction.

The definition of beauty and ugliness is just the definition of human beings.

In Mo Guantian's eyes, this was more like a huge chessboard. The side facing the sun was white, and the side facing the sun was black.

The black and white are clear and orderly.

He stood at the highest point, with a sparse stubborn stubborn, peach-blossom eyes, and a thin figure. The flag "The God's Purposer" was written behind him, and those three words were written by Qin Xile.

In his eyes, the world was just a huge chess board, which continued to be born from here, as if it was about to reach the end of the sky.

The flag was pale and then turned blood red. The word "Divine Visionary" sounded muffled thunder in the sky, as if something was spying on him.

The three words "Divine Visionary" gradually became vague, and a special aura rushed into the sky, gradually calming down the irritable clouds.

Qin Xile has great luck, but Mo Guantian deduces it often gets envied by God, and at this time, luck needs to be offset by luck.

It’s just that Qin Xile is too lazy to write for him, so he often goes to Qi Chen. After all, some harmless deductions will not really bring down the world-destroying thunder disaster.

But this time, it seems a little different.

"The world is chess, who is the chessboard, who is the chess piece, who is the black, who is the white, and who is the chess player?"

Many years ago, since he obtained this special holy artifact, he felt that there had been haze and shadow in his heart. He had deduced it many times, but he was always stopped.

The chessboard is very large and extends into the mountains and passes through space obstacles.

The handwriting became dimmer and the luck was about to be squandered. Although Mo Guantian did not move at all, his forehead was filled with cold sweat.

Bang!

The three words "Divine Vision" written by Qin Xile eventually consumed all his luck, and in the end, they instantly turned into bits of ink.

And as these three words disappeared, a dull thunder sounded from the sky.

Mo Guantian's blood was boiling, and a trace of sick flush appeared on his face. He quickly stopped moving and opened his eyes. The whites of his eyes were covered with blood.

He took three steps back, leaned against the railing, and opened his mouth and squirted blood.

"In TV series, people say that when blood is squirting, it will be very sad. I feel pity for you. Unfortunately, there is no beauty next to you, otherwise you will definitely give me a sexy scarf."

Mo Guantian sighed and shook his bangs with great urgency. Then he looked at the sky, put one hand on his hips and pointed at the sky with the other: "God, you'd better not be a woman, otherwise I'll just want to see what's going on? As for such a hiding look."

The clouds suddenly stormed.

Mo Guantian immediately put his hands together, closed his eyes and lowered his head, and murmured: "Heaven moves hard, a gentleman strives for self-improvement, a gentleman carries things with virtue."

"Good, good!"

"Heaven and earth have benevolence, and all things have permanence..."

Mo Guantian was muttering in a mess, and he opened his eyes until the movements in the sky disappeared.

"Hmph, go ahead, you guys, I really think I'm afraid you won't do it." Mo Guantian shook his sleeves.

Those who do their job must abide by a rule. God can scold you, but it depends on when you scold you.

For example, when the wind is calm, it doesn’t matter how much you scold. You can even call God to curse, and God is already asleep at this time.

But when God is moving, especially when thunder is thunder, it won’t work, it means God is awake.

"Forget it, all living beings are chess, I am also a chess piece, and the heaven and earth are chess boards. Who knows who is playing chess?"

Mo Guantian sighed, a little depressed, but a little uneasy in his heart, because he finally understood why his mother-in-law stayed by Qi Chen's side, perhaps because of the bloodline of the demon son and the Wilderness God clan, but now I think about it, there are deeper reasons.

He could not detect his mother-in-law, nor could he detect those powerful people, but in the moment, he investigated Qi Chen.

As a result, there was no Qi Chen on this chessboard.

Qi Chen is not a pawn!

This amazing discovery made Mo Guantian calm down only by scolding God.

Not a chess piece means four possibilities.

Maybe it’s a chessboard, maybe it’s a chess player, maybe it’s a chess watcher, but there’s the worst one, that is, the one who has been abandoned by heaven and earth.

I don’t know why this kind of person was born. In short, from ancient books, he was shackles throughout his life, abandoned by heaven and earth, and the heaven did not look at him or earth did not accept him.

"Is it because of this that I became a demon son? Or is it because of the demon son that I was abandoned by the earth, or is it just a simple person who was a disgraceful person, so my mother-in-law used merit magic weapons to help him suppress him to avoid being struck by lightning?"

Mo Guantian couldn't figure it out, but he didn't dare to ask his mother-in-law. The old woman didn't know how many years she had lived, and was strong enough, and was an elder of the Three Immortal Sect. Even the Three Immortal Sect was helpless against her. She said she disappeared with a holy weapon, which attracted the killers in the mountains to chase after her.

Of course, everything is just to get my mother-in-law back.

Mo Guantian is a heartless person. He thought about all this and completely left it behind.

But at this time, he was still a little frowning because half of his apprentice.

He said a lot of words, but it was a pity that the God of War.

When Mo Guantian met the War God, the other party was almost dead. With his ability, he naturally could not reach the level of destiny to change his fate, so he could only use the other party's bright future to treat it. This means that the peak of the War God is in the Iron Bone Realm.

Once he reaches the Iron Bone Realm, his body will be like a funnel and keeps deflated. He will not last long in this realm, and then descend to the spiritual realm, and then from the spiritual realm to the seed Taoist realm.

Only in the realm of planting Taoism can you stabilize.

Everything in this world is just an alchemy. You have to pay whatever you want.

The War God used his future cultivation talent to exchange for life.

"The old monster should have seen something, and it's going to be trouble now." Mo Guantian scratched his head. He didn't want to care about this matter. He was not a human anyway, and it was just a whim back then.

...

The capital of the hot summer.

Qiao Shexing's identity and rebellion were not spread, but caused a considerable shock among the top leaders of the Monks Alliance.

But they quickly thought of a countermeasure and did not announce the matter. Instead, they explained to the public that Qiao Shexing had died of an old age, had a sudden illness.

The new Supreme Speaker of the Monks Alliance was replaced by Daly.

Everyone had no objection to this.

The capital, the territory of the original maintenance department, has become the headquarters of the Monk Alliance.

In a quiet small conference room, Qi Chen and Bai Lu sat upright, and in front of them were the Sang Shou and the God of War.

After half a month of trimming, the God of War looked much more energetic, at least on the surface, there were no wounds on it.

"Okay, don't be so serious. Thanks to you this time, otherwise we will almost cause a disaster."

"This matter has passed, so we don't want to talk about it." The God of War waved his hand and glanced at Sang Shuo, who nodded solemnly.

Qi Chen only felt that something important was there.

"In fact, it's very difficult for me to deal with it now. I'm asking you here today because you are the strongest two of my young generation in Yanxia, ​​and I'm relieved to you."

"This incident seems to be perfectly resolved, but it still leaves a huge problem."

"What's the problem?" Qi Chen was puzzled.

"I've taken action."

Qi Chen was stunned...

Bai Lu did not answer, put his hands in a regular manner near his legs and knees, and his body was straight.

"Iron Bone Realm, this is the clone of the ancestor who surpasses the demon clan. On the entire earth, even the most genius people will take at least several years to reach the Iron Bone Realm." Qi Chen said.

Sang Shou Zuo sighed: "It's a pity that Xie An is no longer an iron bone realm."

"What? !"

This time, Bai Lu was shocked. She raised her head suddenly, her eyes flashed, and a horrifying light was reflected.

"No need to see, I have a special method. As long as I cover it up, even the strong man in the Iron Bone Realm cannot see my cultivation level." The God of War smiled helplessly, and then released his breath.

The peak of the spiritual realm.

"This is the price of exchanging life with future cultivation."
Chapter completed!