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In Fang Xiaomei's heart, it always seems to have a shadow, lingering, eager to find a white thousand to ask a question!

The sea of chaos cut off the people of the divine family, the people who drank sad songs in front of the graves of the five ancestors, who were not in the same way, but in Fang Xiaomei's heart, but the connection between Mom and Ming, she also thought that it was impossible for someone to speed so fast, they borrowed snakes to hurry, it was rare in the world, there was no delay on the road, how could anyone catch up in their own heads?

But the thought came to mind, but it was always difficult to erase, or rushed to go to Bai Qian to see it!

Plus she has also seen, is kind to her, go to the meeting, say good-bye is always necessary!

Lingshan Temple is located in the North God Mountain area, in the original god of the spirit of the people came down, Lingshan Temple appeared a lot of resistance to the gods of the ancestors of the martyrs, even Lingshan Temple first god of the master also died in the god of the people of the theft of the fairy cloud, but in the later Tianyuan strength gradually increased, and the battle of the gods began to determine the advantage, those Lingshan Temple monks, but began to retreat, no nostalgia in the world any power, which also made the spiritual mountain.

Fang Xiaomei took a day to hurry, the second day of the sunrise came to the temple, here can not be like the snow mountain like the general casual break, fell to the mountain, along the small steps to the mountain, came to the quaint mountain before the door, clean up the clothes, to guard the mountain in front of the small Shami notice, the woman who said to the door of the hand to see the master of the meat, please pray!

“The seat has gone to the clouds, and it has not yet returned!”

Little Sami responded politely, saying that the master of wine and meat was not in the mountains.

Fang Xiaomei frowned and asked bluntly, “Then dare to ask Grandpa Bai Qianbai is in the temple?”

Xiao Shami was honest, and Heshe replied, “The white uncle has been hiding in the temple for twenty-eight years!”

Fang Xiaomei said, “Then take me in, I want to see Uncle Bai!”

Xiao Shami first returned to the temple, after about a pillar of incense time, came back and said: "The white uncle is now in need of important things, inconvenient to see guests, only said that the female beneficiator came here, he has known, let you go back to the Bohai country first, at that time, since someone came to solve it!"

“Grandpa White already knows?”

Fang Xiaomei was surprised and frowning, thinking that this white grandfather had the ability of an unknowing prophet?

You know that even she had just learned that Grandpa Bai lived in seclusion in Lingshan Temple, so it was impossible for anyone to send him a letter, and after he learned it, he immediately rushed over, and in the snowy mountains, no one could rush in his own head, how did he know?

Looking up at the low low wall of Lingshan Temple, I wanted to jump over and look in, but at the end, I hesitated for a while, quietly stood for a long time, or gently sighed, and finally dispelled this bold idea, but honestly kowtoowed outside the temple, and then with a slight joy and smile on his face, he drove the snake far away!

And in this Lingshan Temple, green mountains and green water ancient, quiet and peaceful, a sunward on the slope, long live under the ancient pine tree, is placed a stone carving chessboard, and on the left of the board, just said that there is something important white man is calm and playing with people, in front of him, is a rough black hair old man, is a big black hair old man, is frowning, white thumbs up, white thumbs up, white thumbs up, white, white, straight, white, opposite, white, every old man.I want to spend half a day in the sea, and now, I am gradually falling into the decline!

After losing another game, he had already lost three times in a row, and when he boarded, he was a little upset, long-spitting, shouting in the monk's house on the lower side of the hill: "Wine, little monk, send some wine up, the old man drinks a happy, you have to win back a game!"

He laughed and didn’t think he could win.

Under the mountain, the little monk has not yet sent the wine, after Gu Song, but I do not know when appeared a figure, but a young man with a black hair shawl, silent and speechless put a green skin gourd on the board, black haired old man also doubted him, picked up and poured into his mouth, grunted and took a few breaths, smiled, "This wine is good, it will win you!"

Saying that the battle will continue to fall, the killing is very fierce!

And the man with the black hair shawl did not leave again, still standing on the side, quietly watching the battle.

But not so much to watch the battle, but rather to look at the two people who are playing, looking at the long, calm face, there are some undisguised excitement, even the eyes are slightly red, and he is clearly standing here, the white hair, but born a young man's face of the white, and the black hair but the old man with the face, is like an invisible person, who does not see him, playing chess, it is like an invisible agreement.

The two played, the man was responsible for adding tea, and the three of them did not speak or look at each other!

Until this game of dark hair old man won, only to laugh, wipe a face, turn to look at the man who is pouring tea next to him, laughing: "Little egg, you say no wonder, every time you appear, I can always win him a game..."

The man who poured the tea full of tea and then looked calm, suddenly became angry, kicked the chessboard in front of him, lost his hand, took the cup of tea into his hand, and then slightly turned around, watching the black-robed man standing there with fork and scolding: "You can't kill the old king, why can't you stand here to drink chess?"Didn't I kill you with an arrow?How did you survive, why didn’t you tell me?”

While scolding, the more angry, the white man is also caught in it: "You are not a good thing, when I left Tianyuan, I thought you were dead, and as a result, you are all living well, that is, you will not tell me, and I am worried in vain..."

The two of them also looked at the angry man with some movement, but they were smiling on their faces!

Until a long time, the black-robed man scolded some tired, the black-haired old man said: "When the old man successfully reshaped the body, you are no longer in heaven, how can I tell you?"But your boy also don't rush to scold people, you said that we have both lied to you, then you said, in the past three hundred years you have hidden in what corner?Tell me, how did you survive?”

“Why tell you?”

The man with the black haired shawl sat on the pier as he could, and said in an exhaled voice, “I’m not angry yet!”

“Anyway, it’s okay to be alive.”

In the distance, another voice sounded, and a monk with a fortitude slowly came and smiled slowly, but it was the little Shami who just said that the first wine and meat monk in Lingshan Temple who was out of the cloud, by his side, followed a white-shued old man, who saw this man as mad as he saw this man, and then got up and called an "uncle", the wine-meat monk and the old man who looked at the black hair shawl from afar, and smiled softly.

The man with the black haired shawl turned to the monk and looked at the past, smiled, and said, “You also care about that answer?”

The wine and meat monk sighed in a low voice, saying: "Now the children's dojo is just to defeat the Divine Alliance, to deter the small fairy world, and in the three imperial palaces of the fairy and the fairy handsome in front of the advantage, even the three immortal emperors have not yet gone out, but the internal differences have already appeared, the chaos of the Bohai Sea, I am afraid of the impact of the dispute, alas, I Lingshan Temple is aware of that dispute, do not want to get involved in this problem?"

The man in black lowered his eyes: “With the wisdom of your Lingshan Temple, you can’t think of a solution?”

The wine and meat monk said lightly: "The great robbery in the hearts of the people, I waited for people outside, I could not think of the law of breaking the game!"

“This is not a good problem to solve.”

The man in black sighed softly and said, “I’ve been thinking about it for three hundred years!”

Everyone looked at him and said, “Did you think of the answer?”

The man in black said, “I’m still alive!”