Chapter 605: Playing Chess

"Well, since you're so persistent, it's up to you. After all, there's always a banquet in the world." Han Li said with a sigh.

Jintong bowed to Han Li, then turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute, bring these things." Han Li called to Jintong, turned his hand and took out an emerald bracelet carved with a phoenix pattern, and threw it over.

The golden boy subconsciously reached out to catch it.

"There is a map of the wild here, and some spirit treasures and immortal stones, which should be enough for you for a while. Besides, there are a few masks of the Impermanence Alliance. If you need help , send me a message at any time." Han Li said lightly.

For the golden boy, he didn't know what it felt like, it seemed like a close comrade in arms who fought together, and also like a daughter who had been raised by him since childhood.

Jin Tong looked at the phoenix-pattern bracelet in his hand, a complex look flashed in his eyes, he did not refuse, and silently put it on his left wrist.

"Boss, I'll go with you." Pixiu shouted suddenly, and flew to Jintong's side.

"Xiaobai?" Jin Tong was startled.

"Boss, you said you wanted to accept me as your younger brother, but you can't go back on your word." Pai Yao rubbed his head against the golden boy and said so.

"It's fine to let Xiaobai follow you. If you encounter another powerful Gold Devouring Immortal, you can also enter his body to hide." Han Li said with a frown.

"Okay. I'll take you with me, but hurry up and improve my strength. If you dare to get in the way, I'll kick you away immediately." Jintong thought for a while, patted Xiaobai's head, and said.

Pixiu immediately beamed with joy and nodded repeatedly.

"By the way, about the news about the Golden Devouring Immortal, I have seen it in a classic book before. It seems that there was one in the Jinyuan Immortal Realm, and its strength is unknown. Although it should have happened a long time ago, the current Devouring Immortal The Golden Immortal may not still be there, if you can't find any other clues, you can try your luck there first." Han Li pondered for a moment, then spoke again.

"Golden Origin Immortal Territory... I see, thank you uncle, and take care of yourself." Jin Tong nodded slightly upon hearing this.

After taking a deep look at Han Li again, she turned into a golden rainbow, wrapped around Pai Yao and flew towards a certain direction, disappearing into the sky in an instant.

Han Li watched the golden boy disappear, and then looked away after a while.

"Let's go too." His expression quickly recovered, and he said calmly.

Not long after, a green flying rainbow rose from the ground and galloped away towards the distance.

A moment later, on the horizon not far away, the space fluctuated together, and two faint figures suddenly appeared there, one tall and one short.

It was the golden boy and Pixiu who had already left.

"Uncle, it's not that Jintong doesn't want to follow you, it's just that what I'm going to face next is beyond what you can imagine... It's not easy to save the day this time, and Jintong doesn't want to drag you down anymore..." Jintong looked Looking at the fading green shadow left in the sky, he muttered to himself.

"Boss, why are you bothering? Although I haven't been with the master for long, my intuition as a wild spirit tells me that the master is auspicious, and I will never be afraid of you..." Pixiu Xiaobai said carelessly.

"You mean to say that I'm a burden?" Jin Tong suddenly turned his head, stared at Xiao Bai, and asked in an unfriendly tone.

"No...it's not...what I mean is...boss, you are so wise and powerful that your cultivation is unrivaled, and you are not afraid of going out alone..." Xiaobai hurriedly changed his words.

"Although I have recovered part of my memory now, I am still not very clear about some things, but I vaguely know that I am not as simple as just a spirit worm. Xiaobai, since you call me boss, I will naturally not I'm sorry for you, as long as you help me get back what belongs to me, you can eat whatever you want in the future." Jintong suddenly sighed and said seriously.

"Boss, don't worry. From now on, I will follow the lead of the boss. I will eat whatever you tell me to eat!" Xiaobai stood up straight on all fours and said solemnly.

"You've been with that sycophant Moguang for a long time, and you haven't learned anything else. The kung fu of sycophancy is second to none. Let's go, according to this map, the Golden Origin Immortal Territory is not close." fly away.

"Hey, Boss, wait for me... By the way, talking about that guy named Moguang..." Pixiu Xiaobai hurriedly ran after him on all fours.

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The northern part of Montenegro.

A deep valley covered with wild green bamboos, in which there is a gurgling stream with clear water meandering, the smoke rises in the bamboo forest on both sides, and there are bursts of melodious and crisp birdsong from time to time.

In the depths of the forest, you can occasionally see a snow-white wild deer wandering around with plum pattern patterns on both sides of its back.

The middle section of the stream is located in the steepest area of ​​the valley. The river has nine twists and turns, and the banks are densely covered with rocks. At a big bend in the river, the water flow is slow, and the water accumulates into a deep pool.

On the left side of the deep pool, there is a huge stone platform on which a middle-aged man in a blue gauze sits cross-legged, stroking a black-purple guqin.

His facial features are regular, his face is handsome, his black hair is draped behind his back, which looks extraordinarily dusty, and his ten slender and white fingers are playing and rubbing on the strings, making beautiful sounds, like spring water flowing and tinkling.

Not far away from them, a black-haired old man and a white-haired old man sat opposite each other, with a square chessboard in between, on which you come and go and play chess, pointing the country.

Among them, the black-haired old man's clothes are very neat, without any wrinkles, and the black hair on his head is neatly tied up.

The white-haired old man opposite him looks much more sloppy. He is wearing a moon-white robe with scattered flame patterns embroidered on it. His shoulders are drooping on both sides, his head is propped on one hand, his hair is fluffy and messy, and his eyes are sleepy. It looked extraordinarily lazy.

The black-haired old man holds the white chess in his hand, and his style of playing is fierce and decisive. Every move is made with a sound, making the board crackle. silent.

The black-haired old man seems to be used to this, but he never urges him. After each move, he closes his eyes and thinks about the root of the next ninth and even tenth moves.

"Old ghost Heat, your slow temper is really uncomfortable. If I didn't know your background, I would suspect that you were refined by the ten thousand-year-old turtle in which river?" Watching the battle from the side An old man in brown clothes couldn't stand it any longer, took a sip of his wine and cursed with a smile.

"The dog can't spit out ivory, and Fellow Daoist Duan didn't say a word. Why do you get in the way, you old drunkard? Go, go, drink your horse urine!" Without any anger, he scolded.

"The last time you played chess with Lu Guanzi from Xiangyang Valley, how long did you play? You have been tossing and tossing for 30 years, right? The last 9-dan master just couldn't stand it for you, so you gave up..."

Before he could finish speaking, the white-haired old man raised his voice a little and interrupted him:

"Lu Guanzi heard that there was a very beautiful real fairy Xiu who came to Caifeng Valley, so he couldn't sit still. Otherwise, at least that game of chess would last for another twenty years."

"Fart's appearance is extremely beautiful! I went to see it myself. Those breasts, buttocks, and face... can be regarded as the upper-middle class at most, and only Lu Guanzi can appreciate it. I don't like it... "The old man in brown frowned, shook his head and said.

The white-haired old man rubbed his chin and stared at the chessboard. It seemed that the chess situation was gradually losing the wind. He began to think seriously about his chess moves and ignored the brown-clothed old man.

"Hi... It's really boring to talk to you guys. This fellow Daoist Li doesn't know what he's busy with, and he hasn't shown up until now." The old man in brown hiccupped, turned his head to look in the direction of Taniguchi, and murmured.

Hearing this, the man in Tsing Yi who was playing the piano pressed the strings with both hands, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

"I heard that Fellow Daoist Li is refining a batch of 'Five Stone Pills' recently. I sent a letter to him the day before yesterday, but he never replied. I think he hasn't come out of retreat yet." He turned his head to look at the old man in brown, and said.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a pale young man in a blue robe walking slowly along the river from the depths of the bamboo forest, walking towards this side.

This person was tall and ordinary-looking, and he didn't seem to have any special temperament. He belonged to the kind who would be drowned by the vast crowd if thrown into the crowd.

It was none other than Han Li who had changed his appearance by wearing the mask of the Hall of Reincarnation.

It has been more than four hundred years since I said goodbye to the golden boy Xiaobai in the wild world.

Han Li has lived in the Fuyun Mountain Range for nearly two hundred years.

"Hey, Fellow Daoist Li, you're here... come quickly, have a drink with me." The old man in brown immediately stood up from the ground when he saw Han Li, and shouted loudly.

The two old chess players also put the chess pieces back into the chess pots, and stood up one after another. Only the man in Tsing Yi who was playing the piano was still sitting cross-legged, but he also looked over with a smile.

A smile appeared on Han Li's face, and his footsteps were illusory, and his whole body turned into a series of afterimages by the river, but his figure had already landed on the flat boulder.

"Fellow Daoist Heat, Fellow Daoist Jingyang, Fellow Daoist Duan, Fellow Daoist Ziqi...I've been busy with alchemy recently, so I missed your invitation, please forgive me." Han Li stepped forward, saluted the four of them one by one, and smiled. Said.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, you are an alchemist after all, alchemy is the real thing, unlike us old guys who idle around all day long, so we have the time to tinker with these worldly pleasures." The old man waved his hand and said with a smile.

He was originally the Supreme Elder of a middle-level sect in the Heishan Immortal Territory. Because of his lazy nature, he really didn't want to manage the affairs of the sect, so he threw all the burden on a junior brother of the same generation, and hid himself in the Fuyun Mountain Range Here comes the leisure.

Regardless of its sloppy appearance, in fact, the four people on the boulder have the highest cultivation level, and they have reached the late stage of the Golden Immortal Realm.