Chapter 706 Mixed Continent

The boss of the underworld magician was completely dumbfounded. He never dreamed that the binding queen created by his heart-hearted surgery was so vulnerable that it was easily handled by Wang Wujian alone, and it was within one move! This time, he was completely calmed down, and there was no extra thought in his heart. He ran away, gave up everything and ran away immediately. Wang Wujian was simply an epic freak!

"Do you still want to run? Hey hey, it's late!" Wang Wujian turned the corners of his eyes, revealing a cunning sneer. His mind moved, and a black dragon shot out of the death tower again, entangling the man with the speed of a meteor chasing the moon, and quickly refining his energy.

"Well, it's really a bunch of guys who don't like it. It's all done in such a simple way." Wang Wujian smiled easily, "It's a pity that more than 20 guides died."

"Don't worry, now the enemy of the former Holy Continent has been eliminated. You can use the next period of time to rectify and rectify it. I think all the people sent by the Hunyuan Continent will die this time. This news will soon reach the high-level officials. You should be ready to fight." Mianxi Longdao.

"You don't have to fight, but take the initiative to challenge. Ten days later, I will go to the mixed yuan mainland in person. Instead of waiting for death, it's better to take the initiative to attack!" Wang Wujian stared at the sky and said.

Ten days later, Wang Wujian gathered with Mian Xilong and others again. At this time, the former holy continent has completely belonged to the world of Wang Wujian. On the one is that he has the strength that everyone can't surpass, and on the other, he has two treasures representing the royal power, so he is a well-deserved king and the holy king worshipped. .

After Anto did everything, Wang Wujian planned to leave for the mixed yuan mainland, so he needed to explain everything here to the loyal people. After that, he merged the bridge map according to the words of Mian Xilong.

Originally, Wang Wujian had ten remnants of the overpass map, plus the one owned by Mian Xilong and the one transformed in his heart, twelve remnants of the overpass map have been completed.

When Wang Wujian released them at the same time, it was suddenly smooth and overflowing, and the vast fine light flow made people feel like a fairyland, wonderful and endless.

Then, Wang Wujian saw the appearance of a kind-looking old man, but he was just a phantom.

"Who are you?" Wang Wujian asked curiously.

"You can call me Tianqiao Tuhun. Only when you collect twelve remnants can I appear in front of you. I'm glad that you have completed this task." The old man said.

"What do you mean?" Wang Wujian asked more curiously.

"Well, in fact, the destruction of the overpass map is a fixed number. At that time, the mixed element continent was fragmented and thought that its master was constantly fighting, so at that time, the mixed element king sealed a huge energy body in the overpass map at the cost of burning his life, which was enough for the next lucky person to have the ability to kill the emperor of heaven. But before that, he must test the heart of this lucky man. The soul of the overpass said.

"How to test?" Wang Wujian asked.

"If you are sure that you want to enter the mixed continent, then I will block your memory and let you practice for a month, but your ability will also be decompressed, but don't worry, I will help you in times of crisis." Tianqiao said with a smile.

"What? Amnesia?" Wang Wujian frowned.

"You can choose to retreat, but the overpass map will be broken again, waiting for the next person to collect it!" The soul of the overpass.

"No, then come on. I can bear it, and I'm willing to be tested." Wang Wujian smiled.

"Okay, soon, you will enter another world and another dream! Don't be afraid. I'll help you!" Tianqiao said with a smile.

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The young man lay motionless in a dark corner of the prison. His scattered hair covered his face, and his ragged clothes were stained with dark red blood. Only his slowly undulating chest could prove that he was not a corpse that was about to decay.

With him, there is another old man in a tattered and wide black robe, with a white beard and panting after suffering.

"I thought that I could avoid the world and save the evening festival. Who would have thought that it would have fallen to such a point... It's in vain to cross the world for thousands of years..."

A voice buzzed, and it was not difficult to conclude from the intermittent tone that he was a person wandering on the death line.

While the sound sounded, a hand stretched out to the top of the young man's head. Even if a trace of hot air entered his body, it shuttled through every part of his body like a dragon, which refreshed his body a lot.

"No matter who you are, it is fate that you and I can meet in this desperate situation. Although I have the ability to communicate with heaven, I am tired of women's benevolence. Now it's too late to regret it. I have done a lot of irreparable wrong things. I met my relatives under Jiuquan in the same family, so I passed on my lifelong cultivation to you. I hope you can avenge me and slaughter the secluded garden.

"I have sealed your ten psychic holes, and you will soon become like a zombie, with no breathing, no heartbeat and no body temperature. This is the secret method of Turtle Gate. Only I can understand it in the world. In this way, they will carry you as a corpse, and you will have a chance to escape - unless they will frustrate you!"

"Xue Fengling and Meng Yanzi are extremely smart and experienced people. In order to deceive them, I use more skills. If nothing happens, you will wake up in at least three years."

The voice became more and more old and weak. After a short pause, he said, "I'm seriously injured and can't use the fake death secret skillfully, so you may never wake up... Whether you can get through this disaster, or whether it is a phoenix nirvana-like rebirth after this disaster, or it depends on your creation and luck..."

The hand fell heavily on the ground with the sudden stop.

The heat above the young man's head stopped abruptly, and the tomb-like silence was restored again in the dark cell.

It seemed that a trace of light flashed in front of the young man's eyes, but soon fell into darkness. The young man's consciousness gradually blurred, as if the soul flew out of the body and finally lost consciousness...

Di Da, Ti Da, Ti Da...

It seems that the ethereal smoky sound of time keeps ringing in the turbid mind of the young man.

It's so annoying... so messy...

In the vast darkness, the young man clenched his hands and tried his best to resist the unbearable sound of tapping.

He opened his eyes hard, and a dazzling light shone into his eyes. Even the soft sunlight could not bear it.

How could this happen?

His mind was so painful that he wanted to reach out and rub it, but he could hardly even move his fingers.

After lying down honestly for a long time, he finally regained a little strength. The young man struggled to get up, moved his body as stiff as a puppet, and greedily breathed a few mouthfuls of the fragrance of flowers.

This is a simple hut, with a table, a chair, a stove, a chessboard, and two boxes of chess pieces. The incense burner has no fragrance, but it emits a faint fragrance.

The young man held the wall and walked out of the hut with stiff steps.

This is a warm noon. More than a dozen teenagers are kneeling in front of an old man, listening attentively to him talk about the philosophy of Go and chess skills.

"The chessboard is a small world, but the chess style can reflect human nature. A steady and step-by-step chess player must be a thoughtful person; the chess force is magnificent, such as flowing water, must be a free and easy and bold person; those who know how to advance and retreat must be wise; those who win the chess with "foolish shape" and "evil hand" must be the heart. It's slanted, narrow and tricky.

"The chessboard is as empty as the turbidity of the universe. You can mine the layout, just like the reincarnation of all things. Every rebirth is the beginning of a new game. Whether to fall along the previous track or find another way is all in your mind."

At this point, the old man glanced at the hut intentionally or unintentionally.

The young man was stunned. He looked like a kind old man with a ruddy face, but in those kind eyes, there was a deep and sharp light like lightning in the night sky.

"Are you awake?"

Seeing the young man who had been sleeping for a long time suddenly appeared at the door, although the old man was not surprised, he couldn't help smiling and saying, with a calm tone and an old voice. He was a weather-beaten wise man.

"The old gentleman's understanding of the way of Go is admonishable, and his chess skills must have reached the peak, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people!"

The young man subconsciously praised that he wanted to speak with a smile, but his face seemed to be smeared with a layer of dry glue, and he felt that his smile was very stiff.

"It's just an old man in the market. He doesn't know the way of Go. He just lived for decades." The old man said with a smile, and then turned his head to the children in front of him and said, "That's all for today. After going back, remember to review the chess score just now, focus on understanding rather than remembering. All right, let's go!"

These teenagers bowed and saluted unsatisfiedly, and then they cleaned up the chessboard in front of them and bowed respectfully, so that they walked out of the courtyard with a smile.

After packing up the chessboard, the old man stood up, patted his wide sleeves, and came over with a smile on his face. His expression was full of expression and steady pace. He did not have the appearance of aging at all. On the contrary, he was a little fluttering.

"Excuse me, old gentleman, is this?"

The young man asked with respect and a smile.

"Ha ha, I didn't expect you to wake up at this time. Well, it's unexpected but reasonable. I rescued you from the bank of the moat five years ago. At that time, you floated in the river, but your clothes and body were miraculously not soaked at all. Later, I tried my best not to let you wake up after all, which surprised me even more. Yes, in the past five years, you have not eaten any rice, and your physique has not changed at all. Your body seems to be fixed by mysterious power, and it will not fail or evolve. Young man, can you tell me where you came from?

The old man did not answer his question, but narrowed his eyes and asked unhungrately.

Origin?

The young man frowned, tried his best to suppress the turbulent tide of mind, and thought about the fragments of memory.

"Who am I? My family? My origin? Why is it here? ......”

The young man thinks hard, but this can only bring endless pain. The memory is like an iron ball. Every time he groped for it, it will make his heart ache and painful.

Amnesia? Did I lose my memory?

But what happened five years ago?

Is that dream true or false? Why is it so clear and empathetic?

What is the secluded garden? Who are Xue Feng and Meng Yanzi?

The old man... Is it really because he saved himself? But why do you lie in a gloomy cell like a ghost?

It's so annoying... so messy...

The young man squatted on the door frame in pain, covered his head with his hands, as if to be buried deeply.

The old man stared at him thoughtfully, and a jade-like pendant appeared with his hand.

"Maybe it can help you remember something."

The young man was slightly stunned and took over the pendant weakly. A cool breath immediately cheered him up a little.

"Wang Wujian!" The young man smiled bitterly and said, "I can only remember these three words!"

"Sheng Zhe?" The old man repeated with a little surprise, and then smiled deeply, "Well, everything about you reveals that you are extraordinary. I think it won't be long before you find the past." He did not doubt that the young man's performance just now was disguise and he had been fighting for most of his life. His desire for knowledge was only reflected in the higher spiritual realm of Go, and he was tired of everything else.

"Fat-in-law, what should I call you?"

Wang Wujian asked.

"Everyone calls me Tianqiao Tuhun."

The old man narrowed his eyes and smiled gently.

"The soul of the overpass?"

The young man stared at him with some surprise. If he was a little proud to name himself Shengzhe, then the name of Tianqiao Tuhun can be said to be high. There is a way that the little one is hidden in the wild, and the big one is hidden in the world. The old man claims to be hidden, and his ability is sure to be shocking.

"I think those children call you father, so I will also call you father. I will definitely repay your kindness for saving your life."

Wang Wujian said gratefully.

"Ha ha, I just picked you up from the river and put you in **. How can I repay you? At the end of the pension, it is also arranged by our Qin Wangtang, as long as you can live a good life in the future!"

The old man smiled disapprovingly and said.

"Qin Wangtang?" Wang Wujian looked at the yard. Except for a main room, there were only two ear rooms that could barely live in. Although it was not dilapidated, it was also very simple, but the house connected to the yard was very tall and brilliant. The wall was completely separated by two classes.

"That's right, Qin Wangtang was originally one of the best people in the Celestial Empire, but it was a pity that he later fell to this remote town, and was also marginalized by the local rich gentry everywhere. Alas, the world is like chess, change a lot, and it is difficult to decide whether to rise or not!"

The old man suddenly looked up and sighed. This sad face usually appeared when he was alone. Suddenly, he saw Wang Wujian's confused expression and couldn't help showing a bitter smile.

"The Kingdom of Heaven?"

Wang Wujian repeated the name softly, closed his eyes and meditated, but he could never dig out a star or a little bit about it from his mind.

"Have you even forgotten your own country?"

The old man smiled curiously.

"My country... is also a heavenly country?"

Wang Wujian raised his head and asked suspiciously.

"Ha ha ha, I don't blame you. Let's put it this way, there are many countries in our mixed Yuan mainland, but it is mainly led by the three countries. There is a clear gap in the appearance of the people of the three countries. The people of the Eastern Celestial Empire and the Lan Lie Kingdom have black eyes, black hair and yellow skin, but the latter live in the north and are burly, probably stronger than the Celesian people. The Western Heisi people have blue eyes, yellow hair and white skin. Of course, there are also all kinds of mixed-race children, but you can see that they are from the Celestial Empire at a glance.

Mixed mainland? The Kingdom of Heaven?

Wang Wujian mobilized his memory again, but there was nothing else but the vague but empathetic nightmare.

"Don't force yourself if you can't remember. You can sleep for five years without eating or drinking. Isn't it God's blessing for you? If you can change, try to change. If you can't change, follow God's will.

The old man said with a gentle smile on his face.

Wang Wujian nodded with a smile. At this moment, there was a riot outside the wall.

I only heard one person pull the voice of a pair of hen laying eggs and shout, "I said Feng Lao Er, I only gave you three more days to prepare for the sake of you gave me a bowl of chicken soup when you were a child. Otherwise, hey, I would have swept you out of the house long ago!"

"Oh, Niu Feng, Mr. Xiaofeng, if you really sell my face, please raise your hand and let Nan'er go. I can give you the house deed. I don't want the chess building. Just ask you to let Nan'er go!"

It sounds like a middle-aged man in his fifties who is begging for a noisy man.

"Alas, Feng Laoer is really worry-free. I'm afraid it's too late to regret it now!"

The soul of the overpass shook his head and sighed helplessly. Although he knew that there was injustice outside, he did not mean to help, which made Wang Wujian feel a little strange, and it was not the work of a wise man.

"What's going on?"

Wang Wujian couldn't help asking curiously.

"The person who began to talk is called Niu Feng. He is the biggest force in the city - the doorman of the Liudao Chess Academy. He is hot and domineering, and people are disgusted. Recently, he is the daughter of Feng Laoer, the opposite Feng Chun Chess Building. He set a trap with the disadvantage of Feng Laoer's addiction to chess. Feng Laoer is addicted to gambling and actually bet on the ancestral house deed. Alas, listening to the noise, it seems that he not only lost the deed, but also his daughter was trapped.

Tianqiao Tu's soul smiled bitterly.

There was a crisp click, as if it had broken the door or table and chair, and then there was the sound of a woman crying, full of helplessness and heartache, which was touching.

"Go out and have a look!"

Wang Wujian said and walked out of the courtyard.

Tianqiao Tuhun raised his eyebrows, shook his head with a smile and followed.

You can see the location of the incident at a glance after crossing the discharge door, because the Fengchunqi Building is more than ten meters to the left of this yard.

I don't know why, there are only a few people watching the lively neighborhoods on the street, and the number of them is not as many as the burly thievelinters in front of the door.

Are other neighbors too scared to come out?

I saw a young man in a jujube red chess suit, holding a folding fan in his hand, standing at the door with an evil smile on his face, arrogantly pointing to Feng Laoer, who fell into the wood chips and spitting blood, and said, "Why do you have to do this? Nan'er followed me, and there will be endless blessings in the next life. If you follow obediently, you will still be my father-in-law. This chess building will also be taken care of by you. If you don't, hum, we have evidence of signature and painting. I will sue you to the government office and let you go to prison for a few years. Hey hey, at that time, Nan'er was still mine. This spring chess tower It's also mine, and you, hum, think about it!"