Chapter 192 Enter My Chessboard, Play 1 Game (4,200 Words)

"Pretending to be a holy place, I was signed to Millennium ()"

The four patriarchs waiting in the side hall were all shocked.

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

Shen Dongqing stood up, feeling his hairs standing on end.

The other three Patriarchs recovered from their panic, with a slight smile on their faces, they said: "The governor of Qi has such an arrangement, isn't the Lingshu watching the Qing emblem dead?"

It was also the first time they knew that there was such a terrifying power of heaven in the Sheriff's Mansion.

Shen Dongqing sighed softly: "Lingshu Guan Qinghui is doomed, but we have to hand over 30% of our property. After all, the surname of Dongling County is Qi!"

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

"Brother Shen, the most important thing is to keep your life and your family alive. Only by living can you have the opportunity to continue to make money. Look at the Lingshu's view of the Qing emblem, isn't it the death of the body and the disappearance of the Tao?"

The other three Patriarchs persuaded.

If you die, it's over.

At this time, a scream that pierced the sky sounded: "Qing Hui! The wheel of the earth is turning, life and death are in your hands! Take a certain move from Dou, if you don't die, I will spare your whole body!"

The black saber aura flipped over the Sheriff's Mansion, merged with the rising earth's evil aura, and finally converged into a pitch-black knife, overlapping in Dou Jun's hand.

"cut!"

The power of heaven and earth crashed down.

The government office hall was directly divided into two halves!

Standing directly under the blade, Zhang Ming said with a smile without changing his face: "Disha's saber can cut off Faxiang? What a sheriff's mansion! It's a pity that a corner is missing!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and shook it forward.

The endless evil breath froze for an instant, and 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.

Zhang Ming laughed and said: "General Dou, do you really think that the poor Taoist demolished the gate of the county guard's mansion because he had nothing to do? You didn't set up this formation yourself, did you?"

He clenched his fist and waved lightly forward.

The endless evil spirit was controlled by him, turned into a black 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 Earth Sha formation of the Sheriff's Mansion! This was created by the Taiyi Immortal Sect! Impossible!"

Dou Jun's face was full of disbelief, the earth evil formation was not only broken, but also used by the opponent!

This is lifting a rock and shooting yourself in the foot!

Zhang Ming focused his eyes, and sighed: "It turns out to be the formation of the Taiyi Immortal Sect...Poverty understands."

The confidence of this county guard's mansion comes not only from the Jin Dynasty, but also from other forces.

It's just that I don't know if this Taiyi Xianmen is the only one, or if there are other forces linked to it.

"Qing Hui! This general will fight with you!"

Dou Jun knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, and suddenly jumped up from the ground, with the Yang God behind him manifesting, ready to risk his life for a blow.

"It's useless, just stay."

Zhang Ming pointed at him casually, and the evil spirit of the earth fell down, directly pressing him down to the ground and firmly restraining him.

"Qing Hui! If you kill me, Xia Houchun will not be able to live, and you will definitely go to war with the Jin Dynasty. His Majesty and the military are furious, and they will never let you go!"

Dou Jun raised his head vigorously, threatening.

He is the commander-in-chief of the Heijia Army, guarding Dongling County, obeying the orders of the imperial court and the military department, if he is killed, it will be a great disaster, even the three sects have to weigh it.

"General Dou, if Xia Houchun hadn't been in your Heijia army camp, you would have died just now."

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

On the way to Xiaohanshan Temple, although Xia Houchun had his own ideas several times, he was always dedicated to his duty, and took the risk of going to Xiaohanshan Temple at the last moment.

In any case, his life should be saved.

However, Zhang Ming is not a pedantic person, if it is really impossible to protect the other party,

Then the only way to send Dou Jun and the Heijia Army to Xia Houchun was to be buried with him.

It's also a good acquaintance.

"Hahaha, Qing Hui, do you think this general is stupid? As long as Xia Houchun is still here, I have a chance. So what if you suppress me now, you..."

Dou Jun said with a reckless smile, "You should first think about whether you can survive today! Do you think that I, Dou, are the only ones holding the county guard's mansion?"

Zhang Ming frowned: "What do you mean?"

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

Han Xingyuan on the side didn't know why, and said with a pale face: "Master Qing Hui, Han thinks he is not your opponent, and has no intention of intervening in the dispute between you."

The old man with leaky teeth could only admit that he was cowardly.

Indestructible vitality gushed out from Zhang Ming's palm, destroying the dantian and meridians in Dou Jun's body.

With all his strength, only the primordial spirit was left imprisoned.

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

Zhang Mingruo said meaningfully.

"Submit to the court?"

Han Xingyuan was a little confused. If the other party wiped out the grass and wiped out the county guard's mansion, then he might be the only survivor. Should he report the truth or "truth"?

Isn't the Taoist priest of the Qing Dynasty afraid that the imperial court will really send troops to encircle and suppress Lingshu Temple, or does he have other intentions?

He couldn't measure it for a moment.

And Zhang Ming didn't intend to continue explaining, and took two steps forward, looking at the secret passage below.

...

The Jingxin Pavilion in the backyard of the Sheriff's Mansion.

Qi Zhengye dragged Qi Ling to this place, stopped in front of the pavilion, and looked inside with fear.

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

"Huh? The ground brakes!"

The skinny Taoist raised his eyes to look at the sky above the government office, then picked up a black chess piece, and said with a smile, "Master Puxuan, it seems that the poor Taoist chess has a better move."

Before the words fell, the evil spirit that filled the sky and the earth suddenly condensed into a ball.

The saber energy dissipated, leaving only the fist intent.

The skinny Taoist priest couldn't help but frown, the formation he set up...has changed!

Snapped.

He dropped the pawn.

The situation on the chessboard is not as sure as I expected, but instead, the atmosphere is deep, and black and white confront each other.

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

The old monk Puxuan on the opposite side laughed.

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

Qi Zhengye, who was waiting quietly, looked back and couldn't help but staggered in fright.

"Master Puxuan! Daoist Zichen! Help! Then Qing Hui is calling!"

He did not expect that Dou Jun would be defeated with the power of the Earth Sha Formation, and he would lose so quickly!

The chess-playing monks and old Taoists also looked over in a blink of an eye.

I saw Taoist Priest Qing Hui 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 dare Qi Zhengye have such guts to take action against Pindao. It turns out that there are masters sitting in the prefect's mansion."

Zhang Ming's gaze collided with a monk in mid-air.

"Rong Pindao took a guess. Dou Jun said that the Earth Sha Formation in this mansion was made by the Taiyi Immortal Sect. Could it be that your Excellency is the head of the Taiyi Immortal Sect, one of the three sects?"

His eyes fell on the thin Taoist.

The old Taoist Zichen was also looking at the other party, and after a while, he sighed with regret: "It seems that you broke the earth evil formation of the poor Taoist? Formation."

"Amazing, amazing! It's a pity that such a talent is not from my Taiyi Immortal Sect. It's a great pity!"

In his eyes, there was a sense of sympathy.

However, now face to face, it is an enemy and not a friend.

"Hehe, thank you for your praise!"

Zhang Ming smiled softly, "It's just that Pindao doesn't quite agree with the fairy elder's statement. If the world's elites gather in the Taiyi Xianmen, the world will be a bit bleak. It is precisely because there are weeds and strange flowers competing in the four directions." Long, it makes the world feel more interesting."

Old Taoist Zichen was taken aback for a moment, nodded and said: "What Qinghui Daoist said is very true. The poor Taoist Taiyi Immortal Gate, Qingjing Peak, Zichen."

He is introducing himself, which also means that he has recognized the identity of the other party.

For the first time, the five words "Lingshu Guanqinghui" have real weight in the eyes of the three powerhouses.

"Amitabha, the old monk Xuankong Temple Puxuan, met Taoist Qing Hui!"

The old monk folded his hands together and said with lowered eyebrows.

Qi Zhengye stood tremblingly between the two parties, a little panicked: "Immortal Elder, Monk! This Lingshu Guan Qinghui is bold and disobedient, and I ask you two to take it down quickly!"

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

Zhang Ming glanced at the two of them, and said with a smile: "I just said that the county guard's mansion is too strong today. It turns out that the two are the backers of the county guard of Qi. I just don't know whether the three sects have taken refuge in the current court, or the county of Qi Shou took refuge in the three sects?"

As soon as this remark came out, the entire audience changed color.

Qi Zhengye even scolded angrily: "Nonsense! The three sects are the umbrella of the Great Jin Dynasty, one body and twins, how can there be such a theory of mutual trust!"

At this moment, the situation suddenly became clear.

It turned out that this governor of Qi County in Dongling County, the only capable minister who is now looking forward to His Majesty's leadership, has already secretly taken refuge in the Three Sects.

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

However, he did not expect that he would encounter Lingshu Guanqinghui, which directly disrupted all his rhythm and deployment.

Now, it is even more necessary to lift all the cards.

Monk Puxuan's eyes darkened slightly, and he said: "Amitabha. Daoist Qinghui, I see that you have committed too much murder, so please follow me back to the Xuankong Temple. The Xixin Cliff in our temple is a world-famous holy place. If you The Taoist priest insisted on reciting scriptures and paying homage to the Buddha, retreating for thousands of years, maybe there is still a chance to reform."

As expected of an eminent monk of Xuankong Temple, the moment 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. Aren't you afraid that Pindao will join forces with Immortal Zichen today to keep you here?"

Zhang Ming took a step forward slowly and said with a lonely smile.

What he said was a temptation.

However, to his surprise, Monk Puxuan's eyes were slightly fixed, and he glanced at the old Taoist Zichen beside him.

Zi Chen couldn't help frowning, and said: "Daoist Qing Hui, you don't have to sow discord. My three sects have always been one, no matter how fierce the competition between Buddhism and Taoism in the world is, it has nothing to do with us!"

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 the poor Taoist killed Puhong, the mentally handicapped Zen Master, and Ziyang Daoist from the Taiyi Immortal Sect?"

The two people in the booth frowned again.

The outside world is rumored that Lingshu Guan Qinghui beheaded the powerhouses of Xuankong Temple and Taiyi Immortal Gate in Four Sacred Mountains, but no details have come out.

In fact, the people of the three sects are also puzzled.

No matter how powerful Lingshu Guanqinghui is, it is impossible for one person to fight against the three powerful people in the Dharma Realm.

So what happened on the Four Sacred Mountains at that time?

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

They all wanted to take another look. What else could this Taoist named Qing Hui do?

Fortunately, Meng Xueyuan from Zhaoming Academy and Confucianism rushed to the front, and they arranged the county guard's mansion as a backup.

Now, the two finally met Qing Hui face to face.

But they were still very puzzled, because none of the means shown by the opponent could prove that he had the ability to kill the three Dharma Aspects!

Just like the chess game in front of you, black and white are confronting each other, and the atmosphere is like an abyss.

No one can see the truth.

"Daoist Qing Hui, why don't you tell me how you killed the strong men of my two sects?"

Monk Puxuan asked with a smile.

Dread suddenly rose in Zhang Ming's heart.

When the monk heard that he had killed Pu Hong and the mentally handicapped two people from Xuankong Temple, he didn't get angry at all, instead he smiled and asked questions, his thoughts were so deep.

The so-called hiding a knife in a smile is nothing more than that.

"Hehe, Master Puxuan, Immortal Elder Zichen, I think you have also wondered how, with the strength of one poor person, how can he fight against three powerful people in the Dharma Aspect Realm?"

Zhang Ming also said with a smile on his face, "Actually, it's very simple. What if the three of them...are not harmonious?"

"Pindao is just a small plan, and the two of you will fight on your own."

What he said is already a conspiracy.

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

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

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

A seed of doubt.

A series of cultivation is needed in the follow-up to allow it to take root and germinate until the conflict between the two sects is completely detonated.

"Qing Hui, do you think that the old man and Taoist Zichen can believe such wrong and omissions?"

Monk Puxuan clasped his palms together and smiled, "It's useless to talk! Since you're here today, don't blame me for taking action and leaving you here!"

He no longer had the patience to probe.

I saw that as his words fell, a group of bright lights suddenly lit up in the palm of his hand.

This light penetrated the entire meditation pavilion, making the surrounding light and shadows seem to become mottled, and then there was a phantom of a chessboard rising in the middle.

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

The voice of the old monk continued to sound.

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

One's own side is black and the opponent is white.

Under the feet are criss-cross gullies, paved on the ground like mountains.

In every intertwined node, there are countless human populations, 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 to settle!"

A loud voice came from the opposite side, resounding through the sky and the earth.

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

Looking from afar through sentient beings and reincarnation.

"Use the heaven and earth as a chessboard, use all living beings as chess pieces, use reincarnation as energy, and use life and death as calamity."

"What a courage, what a means!"

Zhang Ming couldn't help sighing, and then smiled softly to the opposite side.

"interesting."

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