Chapter 981 Obtaining the inheritance relic

Emperor Xiang was planning everything from the first step.

In the first few dozen moves, he first let the old monk form a winning momentum, thereby letting down his vigilance. But the old monk was really good. After the chessboard started to gain momentum, a big dragon quickly formed.

But in fact, the situation was under the control of Emperor Xiang from beginning to end.

Seeing that Ye Chen made another "wasted move", the old monk sighed, "My friend, my winning rate has reached 99%. Is it necessary to continue playing this game?"

"Of course."

Ye Chen had no expression on his face and spoke calmly.

"Sometimes, a chess game is like life. You know the outcome in advance, but you still have to work hard to pursue that tiny ray of hope."

The old monk spoke again, "While the chess game is not over, you still have a chance to regret it. As long as you are willing to convert to Buddhism, the inherited relics will be yours. If the chess game is over and you lose this game, just like this The inheritance of relics is completely lost.”

It was obvious that the old monk valued Ye Chen's talent and still refused to give up.

He values ​​Ye Chen's talent and knows that he can achieve success in any field.

If you convert to Buddhism, Buddhism will definitely have one more powerful Buddha!

"But there is a skill, which is called changing fate against the will of heaven."

Ye Chen picked up a white seed, and at the same time, the void behind him trembled for an instant, and the brilliant stream of light formed a sword hanging from the sky, exuding unimaginable terror.

At the same time, Ye Chen's eyes suddenly became sharp.

Snapped!

Ye Chen falls.

This time, he ended up with six columns and four rows.

Break!

This white piece directly cut off the connection between the old monk's big black dragon, and the hanging sword also slashed hard on the waist of the big dragon, cutting the waist into two pieces. .

Ouch.

The big black dragon screamed, twisting and stirring continuously.

Finally, it turned into a stream of light and disappeared without a trace.

A whole big dragon was killed directly with the fall of this white piece.

Emperor Xiang laid so many ambushes in advance and made such a large layout to show weakness to the enemy just for this step!

The reason why he did not directly show his high level is because this old monk is undoubtedly a top expert. If both sides play at a high level from the beginning, even the Prime Minister cannot say that they will definitely win.

At first, Ye Chen deliberately showed weakness, but then he chatted with the old monk again. In fact, he had a slight upper hand psychologically, so that the old monk did not try his best, and easily made a big dragon, almost to the point of killing him. Bai Zi swallowed the light.

But in fact, Emperor Xiang has been playing chess with the old monk at the highest level.

With this "breaking" move, the dragon was killed.

The old monk suddenly came to his senses and realized that Ye Chen had been pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.

"Good boy, I didn't expect you to start plotting against me from the first step."

The old monk showed a wry smile. He had already lost several hands. Even if he continued, there was absolutely no hope. Ye Chen's move could be described as a divine move, a direct comeback!

brush.

The old monk waved his hand, and the star-studded chessboard between heaven and earth dispersed.

Ye Chen was in a daze and found himself back in front of the wooden house and in the pavilion.

"Drink tea."

The old monk took the initiative to make a pot of tea and poured a cup for Ye Chen.

"Thank you, senior."

Ye Chen was neither humble nor arrogant. He took the tea and took a sip.

The tea was not fragrant, but had an astringent and bitter taste. After drinking it, even the tongue was numb.

The old monk seemed to enjoy this feeling. He was immersed in it for a long time before he took a long breath and said, "Since you have defeated Lao Monk, you can take this inherited relic."

Buzz!

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden relic flew into Ye Chen's hand.

At this moment, Ye Chen felt as if he was holding a fire in his palm, which was extremely hot.

laugh!

The inheritance relic instantly turned red, burning so much that Ye Chen frowned.

Could it be that this inherited relic was aware of the existence of the demonic heart in his body, and that's why it became like this?

"It seems that this inheritance relic is not very willing to follow my little friend."

The old monk laughed loudly, then shook his head with a wry smile, "With your talent, it would be a pity not to convert to Buddhism."

"In the inheritance relics, there are profound Buddhist teachings recorded, and there is also a ray of luck accumulated over the years. If you can absorb it, it will be of great benefit to you."

Inside the cauldron, the mysterious woman spoke.

Ye Chen nodded, stood up immediately, and clasped his hands together, "Senior, my purpose of coming here has been achieved. Next, I will go out to practice hard, improve my strength, and rescue Mingxin as soon as possible."

"Go ahead."

The old monk waved his hand.

Ye Chen's eyes suddenly changed. When he opened his eyes again, he had left the illusion.

He was holding the book in his hand.

But the golden light on the pages has long since disappeared, leaving some ordinary patterns.

Ye Chen closed the book and closed his eyes.

The Heavenly Demon Emperor suppressed here is called the Heavenly Protector.

His strength is estimated to be at least twice immortal!

Now, he is only a half-step emperor. He went to save Ming Xin with good intentions. If he accidentally releases the protector of that day, the Qinglian world will suffer great disaster. Although Heaven has made rules, Heaven cannot supervise the world all the time.

"Refining this inheritance relic first, and then making plans."

Ye Chen made up his mind and walked out of the Sutra Pavilion.

Outside, Monk Mingwu was sitting on a futon, waiting.

After seeing Ye Chen, Monk Mingwu clasped his hands together and said, "May I ask Mr. Ye, have you found anything?"

"Found out."

Ye Chen nodded and informed Monk Mingwu about the Heavenly Demon King and the Four Protectors.

An incredible shock flashed across his face, and it didn't dissipate even after a long time.

"The Heavenly Demon King that our Buddhist sect has suppressed for many years is... just a protector? On top of the protector, there is also a Heavenly Demon King, this is Amitabha!"

Monk Mingwu trembled all over and looked extremely painful.

Ye Chen understood him very well.

When I first learned the news, I was shocked.

From the old monk to the monk Mingxin, the demons that two generations of Buddhas spent their lives suppressing were actually only one of the four guardians of the demon clan, and above the protectors, there was the demon king.

Based on this calculation, how strong must the devil be that day?

Thinking about it this way, it's no wonder that Monk Mingwu was so excited.

"Master, please take me to the sealing place."

Ye Chen made a request.

"Okay, please follow me."

Monk Mingwu took a deep breath, recovered from the shock, and began to lead the way.

But his mood was still bitter.

Soon, the two came to a huge open space.

Hundreds of monks are sitting on futons, clasping their hands and chanting sutras devoutly.