Chapter 2780 The Interpretation of Tao

Chapter 2780 Deduction of Tao

"Brother Ye, you lost."

"Come again."

In the crisp small bamboo forest, such words will sound every once in a while, and the interval is shorter and shorter each time.

In these three or five days, the Holy Body seems to have fallen into the lowest point of his life, and he has been defeated again and again, and the losses are quite tragic.

"Great Emperor! Show your spirit!"

"Where is the Holy Body of my heavens? Where is the god of war in our world?"

"Dad, Linger misses you."

The list of the gods of the emperor is so cruel that it hangs on the side of the chess game, and such voices have never been cut off. There are the mourning of the common people, the roar from the soul, and the choked calls of children.

This time, Ye Chen didn't look at it, his eyes were full of hot tears, and he swirled again and again, but in the end, his eyes didn't come out.

"Master, you can't force it any more."

The chaotic body sound transmission is indistinct, and it is certain that the Taoist ancestor is watching.

This kind of mental training is either nirvana or a demonic obstacle. If one fails, Ye Chen will stop at the eighth level for the rest of his life.

"The Eucharist has never let me down."

Daozu's words are a little drunk in the bland. He is a peak emperor and an outsider. He has witnessed the brilliance of the ancient sacred body, the sturdy line, the line of salvation, the beliefs he carries, and more. Generation Supreme.

The chaotic body was silent, flicking his hands and making moves, once again defeating Ye Chen's chess path.

For the first time, Ye Chen became quiet. It was like a demonic barrier. It was like a statue carved in stone. He didn't move. Only his long snow-white hair swayed in the wind. his vicissitudes.

I don't know how long I have been sitting here.

The chaotic body never bothered, he just sat quietly and lowered his eyes, always inadvertently taking a look at the Fengshen Bang. His mind was also in a trance for a moment.

Unlike Ye Chen, he was alone in the heavens, with no old friends and no relatives.

There was no such strong ties, although he knew Ye Chen's state of mind, he didn't know how painful the Eucharist was.

That, perhaps it is the love in the legend, since the moment it is engraved in the soul, it cannot be erased forever.

The deeper the love, the harder it is to train the heart.

Therefore, Ye Chen has experienced far more hardships than him.

At this point, looking at Ye Chen's journey, it is true that he has crossed the ninth world, passed through six reincarnations, experienced love calamity, and experienced despair... Every trace of it is bloody vicissitudes.

"Come again."

Ye Chen said suddenly, his voice hoarse.

"If you can't be that ruthless, you can't beat me." Chaos Body said lightly.

"Ning to give up life, not to give up love."

Ye Chen's words were less irritable and more calm.

Once again, he made a chess move.

As soon as this son fell, the Chaos body and mind were blurred for a moment. It looked like a chess piece, but it seemed like a person, dressed in armor, holding a spear in his hand, stepping on a mountain of corpses, and bathed in blood.

"Xie Yun."

Chaos body whispered, the figure reflected on the chess piece is Xie Yun, Heng Yue's disciple, Ye Chen's good brother, he has seen it more than once in the picture of Fengshen Bang, and it is usually unreliable. On the battlefield, he is an out-and-out lunatic.

The chaotic body does not understand why it is a person when it is clearly a chess piece.

"To you." Ye Chen said lightly.

The chaotic body returned to God, blurred for a moment, and just settled.

Ye Chen didn't look at it, and he fell again.

This time, the Chaos Body saw Situ Nan's figure from Ye Chen's chess piece, with disheveled hair and bloody bones. The two chess pieces stood side by side.

Snapped!

Snapped!

The sound of chess pieces hitting the chessboard was quite crisp.

This game is slightly different.

The speed of Ye Chen's fall was even faster than he imagined, so fast that the chaotic body was caught off guard. He just fell, and Ye Chen fell, not as impatient as before, but more of a... calmness that puzzled him.

It was this calmness that made him aware of the change in Ye Chen's mood, which was as silent as water.

Looking at the chess pieces that Ye Chen dropped, they were clearly figures of one after another: Chu Xuan, Chu Ling, the Emperor of Chu, the Emperor Zun and the general... He had seen each of them on the screen of the Conferred God List. In the past, they all belonged to the heavens. At this moment, they are fighting bloody battles in the human world, guarding the great mountains and rivers with their blood and bones, and defending the territory of the heavens.

This chessboard, no longer a chessboard, seems to have become a battlefield in the human world.

And Ye Chen used his chess to deduce the vivid people.

In the calamity of refining his heart, he never abandoned his hometown. He did not play chess with ruthlessness, but with sentience.

The chaotic body frowned, his clothes were rattled by the wind, and his long hair was blown by the wind.

Here, there is no gust of wind, and the so-called wind comes from the chessboard. Every piece of chess and a figure have their own invincible fighting spirit. His clothes and long hair.

So much so that his state of mind, like a still water, is also due to the monstrous waves.

Subconsciously, he glanced at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen's quietness made him unable to bear the fear, it was like a mysterious veil, and beneath the veil, there was infinite power.

"It's up to you." The word Ye Chen was as plain as ever.

The chaotic body closed its eyes, picked up the chess pieces, but settled in mid-air, hesitating for the first time.

Ye Chen's chess is too mysterious. The chess pieces have their own figures, the figures have their own fighting spirit, and the fighting spirit has their own beliefs. Faith has become mountains and rivers. Yes, there is emotion and spirituality, and there is Tao and Qi.

In the end, he still fell, and his eyebrows wrinkled again.

Because of this game, he gradually lost the advantage.

It is chess that is played, but Dao is fighting. When chess loses, Dao loses.

He cultivates Chaos Dao, and Ye Chen also cultivates Chaos Dao.

A fellow practitioner of Chaos Dao, Ye Chen's Dao is more mysterious than his own, a thing called love, which makes Dao have spirituality.

"The Eucharist has never let me down."

Daozu's words echoed in his ears.

Sure enough, the Emperor sees it more clearly.

This lineage of the Holy Body has infinite potential. The calamity of refining the heart has not abandoned the hometown, but has found a new way to move the battlefield of the heavens to the chessboard. Each piece is a warrior. .

What the Fengshen Bang shows is the picture, but Ye Chen interprets the true feelings.

And he seems to be regarded by Ye Chen as a prehistoric one, his chess and his Tao are all under attack like destruction.

"Come."

Chaos body laughed, and it was endless fun when he met his opponent.

Previously, Ye Chen was in a chaotic mood and could not win by force.

Now, Ye Chen's nirvana is the real confrontation.

Snapped!

Snapped!

These crisp voices are more sonorous.

Ye Chen's chess became more and more tyrannical. He didn't treat the people of his hometown as chess pieces. That was his love and his way.

The transformation came against the sky, and he went up against the sky.

boom! Boom!

This small bamboo forest has become restless.

The chaotic body was dressed in fierce clothes, Ye Chen's white hair was fluttering, and the Dao against Dao attack performed a vision. With the two of them at the center, layers of halos spread layer by layer. It was cut in half, and even the deep fairy pond also set off waves. The water in the pond was like a rain of light, and the sky was pouring, dyed with stars and moonlight, which was very bright.

Looking at Cang Miao, there is chaos and chaos, it is already lightning and thunder, the vision of all things evolves within, and above nothingness, outlines a vast world.

"This chess player, the movement is big enough." Tongtian Sect Master sighed, looking up to the sky.

"It's about the same." Yuanshi Tianzun said with a smile.

"Good boy." Taishang Laojun clicked his tongue, under such circumstances, Ye Chen was able to fight such a vision with the Chaos Body, which is commendable! If it were him, he would definitely not be able to do it.

Taigong looked dazed, attracted by the vision of all things, and his mind was hazy.

Daozu's disciples and grandchildren were basically present, watching the chaos vision and listening to Dao Tianyin.

"The Holy Body Cultivation Chaos Dao is really new."

"Among the same level, he is the only one who can fight with the little master to such a situation."

"The emperor of Great Chu is really not built."

Under the sky, there are constant discussions, and there are figures on every hilltop. Leaving aside Ye Chen's personality, the stunningness of the little Holy Body is shocking. , There are more colors of comprehension, and the mood is sublimated.

boom! Boom!

When the world looks up, the movement of nothingness is even greater.

The two kinds of Chaos Dao have more killing energy, and many visions are intertwined, turning into two dragons, a purple dragon and a golden dragon, representing the Chaos Body and Ye Chen's Dao, which is the dragon of the two Dao. , a dragon's chaotic eyes, a dragon's eye engraved with six reincarnations, and each dragon scale on the strong and vigorous dragon body, which is fused with the Supreme Dao.

Roar! Roar!

The two dragons, as big as mountains, went to war on the mist.

Xu is the dragon's body is too huge, the sky is crushed and collapsed, the chaos is too mysterious, it subverts the universe, reverses the yin and yang, and every ray of fairy light that falls is reflected in the halo of chaos, and it becomes a fairy rain. , in the night, dazzling.

"I'll see you again in such a war."

Daozu's little disciples and grandchildren muttered a lot. The dragon is the Daolong, but it destroys the world. A dragon swinging its tail can throw them out of the sky. By the way, go to the Naihe Bridge and drink a bowl of Mengpo soup. .

"Urine nature." Emperor Xuan also clicked his tongue, and once again underestimated Ye Chen.

That kid, you can't treat him as a human being, he is so evil, how cruel the heart of refining the heart is, he has opened up a new way, who can do this, how tough his state of mind must be, it is not the reincarnation of the emperor. , he considers himself inferior.

Above the ethereal, Daozu stood upright, and finally showed a smile.

One robbery and one good fortune, Ye Chen will Nirvana, will take a step, and will stand on the ground.

"If you lose in vain, would you be embarrassed?" Emperor Xuan folded his hand and looked at Daozu with a smile.

"It's no shame to lose to him, and it's no shame for anyone to lose to him."

Daozu's remarks are full of deep meaning.

I just don't know whether he refers to the Eucharist Ye Chen or the Emperor Xianwu.

It is the great emperor, he is the one who conquers the world;

It's the Eucharist, he's mega-horror.

Nine births, nine generations, nine reincarnations, the beginning of the emperor, and the end of him, the two heaven-defying people created are destined to be eternal myths.