Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

   Chapter 193 Enter my chessboard and play a game (4200 words)

   The four patriarchs who were waiting in the side hall were shaken in unison.

   "What kind of aura is this, it's so terrifying! Could it be... is the county governor's trump card?"

  Shen Dongqing stood up and felt his hair stand on end.

  The other three masters recovered from their panic, with a slight joy on their faces, and said, "The governor of Qi has such an arrangement, isn't the Lingshu Guan Qinghui dead?"

   They were also the first to know that such a terrifying power of heaven still exists in the county governor's mansion.

  Shen Dongqing sighed softly: "Although Lingshu Guanqing Hui is dead, but our 30% industry has to be handed over. After all, Dongling County is surnamed Qi!"

   He originally had some other lucky ideas, but now he can only smother them all.

   "Brother Shen, the most important thing is to save your life and your family. Only if you live will you have the chance to continue to make money. You see that Lingshu Guan Qinghui means death and Taoism."

   The other three patriarchs persuaded.

When    is dead, he is gone.

   At this time, a stern shout that cut through the sky sounded: "Qing Hui! The earth is spinning, life and death are in hand! Take a certain trick from Dou, if you don't die, I will spare you the whole body!"

   The black sword qi flipped over the county governor's mansion, merged with the earth evil aura of the upper rush, and finally converged into a jet-black sword that overlapped in Dou Jun's hand.

   "Chop!"

   The power of heaven and earth suddenly fell.

The    mansion hall was directly divided into two halves!

   Zhang Ming, who was standing directly under the blade, smiled without changing his face: "With a knife from the earth, it can cut the law? What a county governor! It's a pity that a corner is missing!"

   said, he stretched out his hand and shook it forward.

   The endless evil breath stagnated in an instant, the falling blade stopped in mid-air, and Dou Jun was stunned.

"What's the meaning?"

"what's the situation!"

   He swung the knife vigorously, but the blade did not move at all.

   Zhang Ming said with a smile: "General Dou, do you really think that the poor man is idle and has nothing to do, so he demolished the gate of the county governor's mansion? You didn't create this formation yourself!"

   He clenched his fist and waved it forward.

   That endless evil spirit was actually controlled by him, turned into a dark fist shadow, and fell on Dou Jun's head.

boom--

   General Dou in black armor fell to the ground.

"you!"

"This is impossible!"

   "How could you know the ground evil formation of the county governor's mansion! This is what Taiyi Immortal Sect has set up! Impossible!"

   Dou Jun's face was full of disbelief. Not only was the Earth Demon Formation broken, but it was actually used by the opponent!

   This is shooting yourself in the foot!

   Zhang Ming's eyes narrowed and he sighed: "It turned out to be the formation of Taiyi Xianmen... Pindao understands."

   The confidence of this county governor comes not only from the Great Jin Dynasty, but also from other forces.

   I just don't know if this Taiyi Immortal Sect is the only one, or if there are other forces involved.

   "Qing Hui! This general fought with you!"

   Dou Jun knew that he had lost his words, and suddenly jumped up from the ground, the Yang God manifested behind him, ready to give his life a blow.

   "It's futile, just stay."

  Zhang Ming pointed his finger at random, and the evil spirit of the earth fell, directly pressing him to the ground, holding him firmly.

   "Qing Hui! If you kill me, Xiahou Chun will not be able to live, and it is bound to go to war with the Jin Dynasty. Your Majesty and the army will be furious and will never let you go!"

  Dou Jun raised his head vigorously and threatened.

  He is the commander of the Heijia Army, guarding Dongling County and obeying the orders of the court and the military. If he is killed, it will be a huge disaster, even three cases have to be weighed.

   "General Dou, if it wasn't for Xiahou Chun at your Heijia army camp, you would have died just now."

  Zhang Ming glanced at him and said, "Pindao gave you a chance and sent someone to deliver it. I can promise you that I will only abolish your cultivation and spare your life."

   On the way to Xiaohanshan Temple, Xia Houchun, although he had his own ideas several times, has always been faithful to his duties, and at the last moment, he ventured to Xiaohanshan Temple.

  However, he should save his life.

   However, Zhang Ming is not a pedantic person. If it is really impossible to protect the other party, then the only way is to send Dou Jun and the people from the Heijia Army to Xiahouchun to be buried with him.

   is also considered to be a good acquaintance.

   "Hahaha, Qing Hui, do you think this general is stupid? As long as Xia Houchun is still there, I will have a chance to survive. What if you suppress me now, you..."

   Dou Jun smiled resolutely, "You should first think about whether you can live your life today! Do you think the county governor's trump card is only me, Dou, and someone?"

   Zhang Ming frowned: "What do you mean?"

   Immediately, he thought of Qi Zhengye and Qi Ling who had just entered the tunnel. Could it be that they not only escaped, but also had other purposes, such as asking for help?

Han Xingyuan on the side of    didn't know why, and said with a pale face: "Daoist Qing Hui, Han believes that he is not your opponent, and has no intention of interfering in the disputes between you."

   This old man with leaky teeth can only admit it.

   Zhang Ming's palm surged with inextinguishable vitality, destroying Dou Jun's dantian and meridians.

   A body of strength, only the primordial spirit is imprisoned.

   "Inspector Han, you are a member of the Tianjianyuan. Since you are not an enemy of the poor, the poor will not embarrass you. You still need to report everything that happened today to the court."

   Zhang Mingruo said meaningfully.

   "Report to the court?"

  Han Xingyuan was a little stunned. If the other party cut the grass and wiped out the roots and slaughtered the county governor, then he might be the only survivor. Should he report the truth, or report it as "true"?

   Isn't this Qing Hui Daoist afraid that the imperial court will actually send troops to encircle and suppress Lingshuguan, or does he have other intentions?

   He could not measure for a moment.

   And Zhang Ming did not intend to explain further, but took two steps forward and looked at the dark passage below.

  …

   The backyard of the county governor's house, the meditation pavilion.

   Qi Zhengye dragged Qi Ling and ran here, stopped in front of the pavilion, and looked inside without the air.

   An old monk with a wide face and fat ears and a thin Taoist priest like a bamboo pole are playing chess in the pavilion.

   "Well? The ground is shaking!"

   The thin Taoist priest raised his eyes to look above the government office, then picked up a black chess piece and said with a smile, "Master Pu Xuan, it seems that now, it is still a better move for the poor."

   Before he finished speaking, the evil spirit that filled the sky and the earth suddenly condensed into a ball.

  The sword qi dissipated, leaving only the fist intent.

   The thin Taoist priest's brows couldn't help frowning, and the formation he set up... has changed!

Snapped.

   He dropped the piece.

   The situation on the chessboard was not as good as he had expected, but instead the atmosphere was abysmal, and black and white confronted each other.

   "Old Zichen, it seems that we have to continue this game of chess."

   The old monk Puxuan on the opposite side laughed.

   At this moment, in the hall separated by the earth evil spirit, several silhouettes shot out, and they landed in front of them in the blink of an eye.

   Qi Zhengye, who was waiting quietly, looked back and staggered in fear.

   "Master Puxuan! Daoist Zichen! Help! The Lingshu Guan Qinghui is calling!"

   He did not expect that Dou Jun would lose the power of the Earth Demon Formation, and he lost so fast!

   The monks and Laodao who were playing chess also looked over.

  I saw the Qinghui Taoist priest in a blue Taoist robe, and Lu Xueqing, Guo Xiang, Yin Xue and others had already arrived in front of the pavilion.

   "I said how did Qi Zhengye have so much courage to dare to take action against the poor. It turns out that there are masters in charge of the county government."

   Zhang Ming's eyes collided with a monk in midair.

   "Guess Rong Pindao, Dou Jun said that the Earth Demon Formation in this mansion was built by Taiyi Immortal Sect. Could it be that Your Excellency is the Immortal Chief of Taiyi Immortal Sect, one of the three sects?"

   His eyes fell on the thin Taoist.

Old Taoist Zi Chen was also looking at each other, and after a moment, he sighed with a little regret: "It seems that you broke the earth evil formation of the poor Tao? Lingshu Guanqing Hui... Sure enough, it was well-deserved of its reputation, and it was secretly reversed under the eyes of the old Taoist. Formation."

   "Amazing, awesome! It's a pity that such a talent didn't come from my Taiyi Immortal Sect, what a great pity!"

   In his eyes, there is actually sympathy for each other.

   However, now face to face, they are enemies and not friends.

   "Hehe, thank you Xianchang for your praise!"

   Zhang Ming said with a light smile, "It's just that the poor Taoist doesn't agree with the immortal chief's statement. If all the talents from all over the world gathered in the Taiyi Xianmen, the world would be a bit bleak."

   "It is precisely because there are wild grasses and exotic flowers in the four directions that it makes the world feel more interesting."

  Old Dao Zichen was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "What Daoist Qinghui said is very true. Poor Dao Taiyi Xianmen, Qingjing Peak, Zichen."

  This is a self-introduction, and it also means that he recognizes the identity of the other party.

The five words   Lingshu Guanqinghui, for the first time in the eyes of the three powerhouses, have a real weight.

   "Amitabha, Puxuan of the Hanging Temple of Lao Na, I have seen the Taoist priest of Qing Hui!"

  The old monk also put his hands together and lowered his eyebrows.

  Qi Zhengye stood tremblingly between the two men and horses, and shouted in a little panic: "Xianchang, monk! This Lingshu Guan Qinghui is bold and rebellious, and please two people to take action and take it down quickly!"

   Qi Ling shrank his head even more, not daring to speak.

   Zhang Ming glanced at the two and said with a smile: "I just said that the county governor's office is too strong today. It turns out that the two are the backers of the governor of Qi."

   "I just don't know. Did the three sects take refuge in the current court, or did the governor of Qi county take refuge in the three sects?"

   As soon as these words came out, the audience changed.

   Qi Zhengye even scolded: "Nonsense! The three sects are the umbrellas of the Great Jin Dynasty. They are twins in one body. Where does it come from to say that they rely on each other!"

   At this moment, the situation suddenly became clear.

   It turned out that the governor of Qi County of Dongling County, the only capable minister of the present His Majesty, had already secretly joined the three sects and stepped on multiple boats.

   Therefore, no matter how the world changes, he has a way to survive.

   However, he did not expect that he would encounter Lingshu Guan Qinghui, which directly disrupted all his rhythms and deployments.

   Now, all the cards have to be opened.

  Monk Puxuan's eyes were slightly dark, and he said, "Amitabha. Taoist priest Qinghui, Lao Naguan has killed too many sins on your body. Please follow me back to the Hanging Temple."

   "The Heart-washing Cliff of the Temple is a well-known holy place in the world. If the Taoist priest insists on chanting the scriptures and worshipping the Buddha, and retreating for thousands of years, there may be opportunities for reform."

   As expected of the eminent monk of the Hanging Temple, as soon as he opened his mouth, he wanted to imprison Zhang Ming for a thousand years.

   "Hehe, Master Puxuan, the battle between Buddhism and Taoism is a foregone conclusion. Are you not afraid that Pindao will join forces with Immortal Zichen today and leave you here?"

   Zhang Ming took a step forward slowly and smiled alone.

   His words are temptations.

  However, to his surprise, the monk Puxuan turned his gaze slightly and glanced at the old Zichen beside him.

  Zi Chen couldn't help frowning a little, and said, "Daoist Qing Hui, you don't have to stir up differences. My three schools have always been one, and no matter how fierce the conflict between Buddhism and Taoism in the world is, it has nothing to do with me!"

  Zhang Ming laughed immediately, and stood in front of the pavilion with his hands behind his back, and said, "Oh? Don't you two want to know how Pindao killed Pu Hong, the mentally retarded Zen master, and the Taoist priest Ziyang of Taiyi Xianmen?"

The two in the    pavilion frowned again.

  The outside world is in the Chuanlingshuguan. Qinghui beheaded the powerhouses of Xuankong Temple and Taiyi Xianmen in the Four Holy Mountains, but no details came out.

   Actually, the people of the three schools are also wondering.

   No matter how powerful the Lingshu Guan Qinghui is, it is impossible for one person to fight against the three powerhouses of the Dharma Phase Realm alone.

   So what happened on the Four Sacred Mountains?

   And this is one of the reasons why they didn't start immediately after Zhang Ming returned to Dongling County.

   They all wanted to take a look again, what other means does this Taoist named Qing Hui have?

   Fortunately, Meng Xueyuan of Zhaoming Academy and Confucianism rushed in front, and they arranged the prefectural government as a back-up.

   Now, the two finally met Qing Hui in person.

   But they are still very puzzled, because the means shown by the other party cannot prove that he has the ability to kill the three Dharma phase realms!

   Just like the chess game in front of him, black and white confrontation, the breath is like a deep.

  No one can see the truth clearly.

   "Qinghui Daoist, may you please tell me how you killed the strong men of my two sects?"

   Monk Puxuan asked with a smile.

   Zhang Ming's heart suddenly became fearful.

   The monk heard that he had killed Pu Hong and the mentally retarded at the Hanging Temple, but he did not get angry at all, but asked with a smile, how deep his mind was.

   The so-called smile hides the knife, but that's it.

   "Hehe, Master Puxuan, Immortal Master Zichen, you must have wondered, how can you fight against the three powerhouses with the power of one person?"

   Zhang Ming also said with a smile on his face, "Actually, it's very simple. If the three of them...are not in harmony at all?"

   "The poor way is just a small trick, and the two of you will fight on your own."

   His remarks are already a partial conspiracy.

   The two people on the opposite side are not fools, and naturally they can hear the loopholes.

   However, Zhang Ming's original purpose was not to rely on these two sentences to provoke a fight between Xuankong Temple and Taiyi Xianmen.

   At this moment, it is just to plant a seed.

   A seed of doubt.

   It will take a series of cultivation in the follow-up to let it take root and sprout until the contradiction between the two sects is completely detonated.

   "Qinghui, do you think that such an erroneous statement can make Lao Na and Daoist Zichen believe?"

   Monk Puxuan smiled and said, "It's useless to talk too much! Since today is here, don't blame the old man for taking action and leaving you here!"

   He no longer had the patience to test.

   As his words fell, a dazzling light suddenly lit up in the palm of his hand.

   This light illuminates the entire meditation pavilion, making the surrounding light and shadow seem mottled, and then a phantom of a chessboard rises in the middle.

   "Qing Hui, enter my chessboard and play a game with the old man!"

  The old monk's voice continued to sound.

   Zhang Ming's eyes flashed, and he appeared in a world of black and white.

   You are black and your opponent is white.

At the foot of    are criss-crossing ravines, which are spread on the ground like mountains.

  In every intertwined node, there are countless people in the illusion, there are villages, towns, people, joys and sorrows, life and death...

   It seems that every node is a world, a reincarnation.

   "Qing Hui, it's your turn!"

   A loud voice came from the opposite side, resounding between heaven and earth.

  Zhang Ming looked up and saw a white-faced Buddha standing in the sky and standing tall, sitting quietly in the opposite sky.

   Looking through all living beings and reincarnation from afar.

   "Take heaven and earth as the chessboard, all living beings as chess pieces, reincarnation as qi, and life and death as robbery."

   "Good spirit, good means!"

   Zhang Ming couldn't help but sigh, and then smiled softly at the opposite: "Interesting."

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   (end of this chapter)