Chapter 2780: Interpretation of the Tao

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"Brother Ye, you lost."
"Again."
In the crisp little bamboo forest, such words will sound suddenly every once in a while, and the interval is longer, once shorter than once.
During these three or five days, the Eucharist seems to have fallen into the lowest point of his life. After losing and losing again, he lost miserably, and the Chaos was like a heavenly blessing, a condemnation that made him insurmountable.
"Oh! Emperor!"
"What about the Eucharist of our heavens? What about the God of War in our world?"
"Dad, Linger misses you."
The emperor's Fengshen list is also so cruel, and it hangs on the side of the chessboard. Such a voice has never been cut off. There are wild mourns, roars from the soul, and calls of choking children.
This time, Ye Chen didn't go to see, full of tears in his eyes, turning around again and again, but finally did not flow out of his eyes, his mind was confused, his vision was blurred, so much that he had no longer wanted the chessboard.
"Master, you can't force it anymore."
The chaos body sounded cymbals, believing Daozu was watching.
Such refining is not Nirvana, but a magic obstacle. If one is not good, Ye Chen will stop at the eighth day of his life.
"The Eucharist has never let me down."
Daozu's words were slightly intoxicated in the dullness. He was a peak emperor and a person from a different world. He witnessed the splendor of the ancient and holy body, the vein of sternity, the vein of salvation, and the conviction that it carried. Generation Supreme.
The chaotic body was silent, brushing its hands, and once again defeated Ye Chen's chess path.
For the first time, Ye Chen became quiet, really like a magic barrier, still like a stone carved statue, without moving, only long white hair, fluttering in the wind, and the twilight starlight, covering his old age, unable to cover it. His vicissitudes.
This sit, I do not know how long.
The chaotic body never disturbed, just sitting still and looking down, always inadvertently, glanced at the Fengshen list, and his heart and mind had a momentary nagging.
He is different from Ye Chen. In the heavens, he was a solitary and widowed person. He had no old friends, no loved ones, and no deep ties. Although he knew Ye Chen's state of mind, he didn't know how painful the Holy Spirit was.
That, perhaps, is the love in the legend. From the moment it is engraved in the soul, it cannot be erased forever.
The deeper the relationship, the harder it is to refine the heart.
Therefore, Ye Chen has experienced much more suffering than him.
At this point, looking at Ye Chen's journey, it was so real that he crossed the Ninth Century, entered six reincarnations, experienced love, and passed through despair ... then every trace was vicissitudes.
"Again."
Ye Chen said in a stunned voice, hoarse.
"If you can't do that ruthless, you can't beat me." Chaos said lightly.
"Rather give up, don't give up."
Ye Chen's words were less irritable and more calm.
Once again, he played chess.
This one fell, and the chaotic body and mind was instantly blurred. It seemed like a chess piece, but looked like a person, wearing armor, holding a war spear in his hand, and walking on the corpse mountain, bathed in blood.
"Xie Yun."
The chaotic body murmured quietly. The figure reflected on that chess piece was Xie Yun, Hengyue's disciple and Ye Chen's good brother. He had seen it more than once in the picture of Fengshenbang. On the battlefield, he was an outrageous lunatic.
The chaotic body does not understand why it is a chess.
"To you." Ye Chen indifferent.
The chaotic body returned to the gods and was lost for a moment.
Ye Chen didn't see it, he fell again.
At this time, from the Ye Chen chess piece, the chaotic body saw Situ Nan's figure, his hair spread, his bones dripping, two chess side by side, and the two figures stood side by side.
Snapped!
Snapped!
The sound of the chess piece hitting the chessboard was quite crisp.
This game is slightly different.
The speed of Ye Chen's fall was even faster than he imagined. When the chaotic body was caught off guard, he only settled. Ye Chen dropped, not as impatient as before, but more of a peace that made him puzzled.
It was this calmness that made him perceive the change in Ye Chen's mood, silent like water.
Looking at the pieces of chess that Ye Chen dropped, it is clearly a figure of people: Chu Xuan Chu Ling, Da Chu Emperor, Emperor God ..... Each of them has been seen in the picture of Fengshenbang However, all belong to the heavens. At this moment, they are fighting in the blood of the human realm, guarding the mountains and rivers, and defending the boundaries of the heavens with blood and bones.
This chessboard is no longer a chessboard, but it seems that it has become the battlefield of human world.
And Ye Chen, using his chess, deduced those living people.
He did not abandon his hometown, not to play chess relentlessly, but to play emotionally.
Chaos frowned, his clothes were slammed by the wind, and his long hair was blown by the wind.
Here, there is no wild wind, and the so-called wind comes from the chessboard, chess pieces, and personal figures, all with invincible warfare, gathered into a belief, that is the wind of that belief, blowing His shirt and long hair.
So much so, that his stagnant state of mind, because of its terrible waves.
Subconsciously, he glanced at Ye Chen.
Ye Chen's quietness made him jealous, just like a layer of mysterious veil. Under the veil, there was infinite power hidden.
"To you." Ye Chen is so bland.
The chaotic body closed its eyes and stunned the pawn, but it was set in midair, and it seemed to be stunned for the first time.
Ye Chen's chess is so wonderful, the chess piece has its own figure, the figure has its own warfare, and the warfare has its own faith. Belief has become a mountain, a great mountain and river, the mountains, the water, the grass and the trees. Yes, there is affection and spirituality, there is a way and a spirit.
After all, he lost his place, and Mei Yu frowned again.
Because of this game, he gradually fell into a disadvantage.
Chess is played, but Dao is the fight. Chess falls to the wind, and the road falls to the wind.
He practices chaos, and Ye Chen also chaos.
The fellow initiates Chaos Road, Ye Chen's Road, is more mysterious than his, a thing called affection, which gives the Tao spirituality.
"The Eucharist has never let me down."
Daozu's words echoed in his ear.
Sure enough, the emperor looked more seriously.
The potential of this holy body is infinite. The heart-breaking scourge has not abandoned the hometown, but has opened up another path and moved the battlefield of the heavens to the chessboard. Each piece is a warrior .
Feng Shenbang showed the picture, but Ye Chen interpreted the true feelings.
However, he seemed to be regarded as a flood by Ye Chen, and his chess and his way were under devastating attack.
"Come."
The chaotic body laughed. Chess met its opponents, and its fun was endless.
Previously, Ye Chen was in a state of confusion, and he was invincible.
Today, Ye Chen Nirvana is the real showdown.
Snapped!
Snapped!
These crisp sounds have a lot of meaning.
Ye Chen's chess, increasingly arrogant, does not regard the people in his hometown as chess pieces, that is his affection and his way.
Metamorphosis came against the sky, and he rose against the sky.
boom! Rumble!
This little bamboo forest has become restless.
The chaotic body was fiercely dressed, Ye Chen was wandering with white hair, and attacked from side to side, performing a vision, centering on the two of them, halo layer by layer, spread layer by layer, pieces of green bamboo, were The waist was cut off, and even the deep Xianchi also set off waves. The water in the pool was like light rain, pouring in the sky, and shining with starlight and moonlight.
Going to see the chaos, chaos and chaos are already lightning flashes, the vision of everything evolves inside, and on top of nothingness, outlines a vast world.
"The move is big enough." The leader of Tongtian sighed and looked away from Yangtian.
"Compared." Yuan Shitianzun started with a smile and said with a smile.
"Good boy." Taishang Laojun stunned. In those circumstances, Ye Chen was able to fight such chaos with the chaotic body. It is commendable! If you change him, you can't.
Tai Gong's expression was bleak, he was attracted by all things vision, and his mind was hazy.
Daozu's disciples and grandchildren are basically present, watching the chaos vision, listening to the Tianyin Avenue sound.
"The Eucharist is chaotic. It's really new."
"On the same level, he can fight with the little master and ancestor to such a situation."
"The emperor of Da Chu is indeed not covered."
In the world, there are constant discussions, and there are silhouettes on all the hills. Leaving Ye Chen aside, the stunningness of the little sacred body is shocking. For a moment, there were occasional epiphanies and too many people's eyes , All more enlightened, sublime mood.
boom! Rumble!
When the world looks up, nothingness is greater.
Both types of chaos have more killing energy, and many visions are intertwined into two dragons, a purple divine dragon and a golden divine dragon, which represent the Tao of Ye Chao and Ye Chen, but the dragon of two Taos A dragon eye is a chaotic eye, a dragon eye is engraved with six reincarnations, and on the healthy dragon body, every dragon scale is fused with the Supreme Rule.
Roar! Roar!
The two dragons were as big as a mountain, and they fought on the puppet.
Xu Shilong is too large, the sky is crushed and collapsed, the chaotic road is too mysterious, subverts the Qiankun, reverses the yin and yang, and each ray of fairy light falling down reflects the halo of chaos, which has become the Lingtian fairy rain At night, it's brilliant.
"I'll see you in such a war."
Daozu's apprentices and grandsons murmured many words. The dragon is Daolong, but it destroys the world. A dragon dragging its tail can throw them out of the clouds, and by the way, go to the Naihe Bridge and drink a bowl of Mengpo soup .
"Urine." Xuandi also stunned, and once again looked down on Ye Chen.
That kid, he ca n’t be treated as a person, what a horrible spirit, how cruel is the heart of refining, how is he who has opened a path, and who can do that? He thought it was worse.
On top of it, Daozu stood up, and finally showed a smile.
One after another, Ye Chen will become nirvana, take a step, and stand in the ninth heaven.
"If you are defeated in vain, is it embarrassing?" Xuandi shook his hand and smiled at Daozu.
"Loss him, don't be humiliated, anyone loses to him, no humiliation."
Daozu's words were full of profound meaning.
Just don't know, in his mouth, he refers to the Eucharist Yechen or the Emperor Xianwu.
It is the emperor, he is the master of the world;
It is the Eucharist, he is a majestic.
The reincarnation of Jiusheng Nine and Nine is the beginning of the emperor, and the end of him, the two people who made the heavens are destined to be eternal myths.
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