In the endless void, a huge ancient tree grows here. The ancient tree is green all over, as if carved from crystals, natural and exudes vitality.

What’s amazing is that there is no soil below this green ancient tree. Rhizomes are derived from the ancient tree, densely packed, and they are rooted in the starry sky of the universe. At first glance, you can’t see the end of the rhizomes.

Below this ancient tree, a young man in white robe faced the chessboard and played chess alone.

One tree, one person, one chess board, two different colors of chess pieces.

The young man in white robe held black in one hand and white in the other. As the chess pieces fell, the black and white on the chessboard were divided into two different camps, fighting fiercely like an army.

At this moment, the young man in white robe held a white chess piece in his hand and looked at a chessboard, and hesitated a little.

Because he found that the white chess piece was gradually at a disadvantage in his hands, the black chess piece's offensive became more and more fierce, and there was a tendency to gather strength to launch a decisive battle.

"Bang!"

After hesitating for a while, Bai Zi finally fell down, and saw a ripples slightly swaying on the chessboard. The black side seemed to have turned into an evil dragon and bit the white side hard. Bai Fang tried his best to resist, but in the end he was helpless.

The young man in white robe looked at the chessboard and was stunned for a moment. He didn't react for a while. After about half an incense stick, he smiled helplessly and reached out to brush away the chess pieces.

He took out a wine gourd, bounced open the lid of the pot, took a big sip, then took a deep breath, and a look of enjoyment appeared on his face.

"Tsk tsk, what a good thing!"

The boy in white robe slammed his mouth, held the wine gourd in one hand, walked to the green ancient tree, and lay down under the tree with a comfortable face.

"Gurl!"

The boy in white robe drank several times, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a slight drunkenness appeared on his face.

Several scenes appeared in his mind, how similar it was back then and now, when he was still a child who had just embarked on the road of cultivation.

Every time I practice, I will secretly take out the wine gourd while the master is not paying attention and take a few sips quietly.

Whenever he thought no one noticed it, a heavy palm would come from behind, pat his head, and a slight reprimanding sound would sound.

"Little guy, he hasn't practiced seriously. At a young age, he has to learn anything bad. He has to learn this!"

He would cover his head in pain, hurriedly hide his wine gourd, and run away like a rabbit.

The owner of the voice did not chase after him, nor did he even confiscate his wine gourd, and would only scold him while he was drinking secretly.

And his old-fashioned junior brother, who is younger than him, looks like he is a mature young man. Whenever his master preaches, he still pretends to listen carefully even though he doesn't understand anything.

Many times when he saw that old-fashioned face, he would secretly despise the other person and make a face at the other person.

"Master, my senior brother is lazy again. He ran down the mountain last night and went to someone's shop to steal wine!"

"Hmm? You're going to steal other people's wine again."

"Hmph, it seems that if you don't teach you a lesson today, you won't remember those rules. Go and take my ruler. To learn martial arts, you must first learn to cultivate martial ethics. Today I will hit you a hundred feet. I hope you can remember this lesson!"

...

He hated that old-fashioned junior brother, but he had no choice but to deal with the other party, and he often got beaten with a few rulings because of the other party's complaints.

Since then, he has vowed to never see his old-fashioned junior brother again. Now that so many years have passed, he still misses the other person's old-fashioned face a little.

"Oh, time has passed too long..."

The boy in white robe seemed a little moved and took a sip of wine again.

Since Master left, no one can care whether he has drunk or not, but now compared with the past, I always feel that there is still something missing.

Especially on your shoulders, even if you are drunk, you will always feel heavy and something lingers.

He sighed, maybe that was the responsibility mentioned by the master.

For the sake of race and home, someone must stand up and carry something. He can't escape this life...

"Master, you must have expected this day long ago, so you instilled in us at the beginning, for the sake of responsibility and for the people, hey, these great principles are spoken casually every time you talk about them."

"Now it seems that I understand the truth you said, but unfortunately, hehe..."

"It's really..." Speaking of this, the young man in white robe opened his eyes and subconsciously looked around.

Then he continued, "Ahem, it's really spicy, ginger or old!"

There was a silence in the air, and a breeze seemed to blow, blew up a strand of black hair in the boy's temples.

At this moment, the green branches and leaves of the ancient tree rippled a few times, and a slightly tender voice came from the ancient tree.

"Star, your heart is in chaos!"

The young man in white robe took a sip of wine, raised his eyelids, looked at Gu Shu with disdain, and retorted.

"When did I feel uneasy after drinking?"

The ancient tree was speechless and did not say until after a few breaths.

"But this time, unlike before, you are confused by the heart of Tao!"

The young man in white robe slapped his hand with the wine gourd. He reached out and grabbed a branch and snorted coldly.

"You are just a tree, what a Taoist heart is not a Taoist heart? You know nothing!"

"I don't know when even a tree understands the Taoist heart."

Hearing this, the ancient tree seemed to be angry by the words of the boy in white robe. The leaves all over the tree were whistling, and the tender voice was already filled with anger, and he said with great dissatisfaction.

"Even if I am just a tree, it is the tree of the innate world born from chaos. In terms of the time of existence, I am longer than you!"

The boy in white robe seemed to be choked for a moment, and was speechless and despised by a tree. He really didn't know what to say.

The scene calmed down again, and the young man in white robe just drank gulp and did not seem to have the desire to talk to the ancient tree.

But the talk of ancient trees seemed to be coming, and an inappropriate voice sounded again.

"Star, can I ask you a question?"

The young man in white robe waved his hand and said, "I really don't understand. You are a tree, why are there so many questions? As long as I know, I will definitely answer you!"

The ancient tree pondered for a while, as if something was brewing. It was not until the boy in white robe was obviously impatient that his tender voice sounded.
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