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    In the center of the seventh-level Cloud City is a magnificent seven-story building.  On the rooftop of the seventh floor, Chen Guanshui and Liang Buhuo were playing chess.  Chess pieces in four colors, black, white, red and yellow, formed four scattered but continuous formations on a circular chessboard, fighting each other.  The small game called Xuanyuan Chess was accidentally obtained from a small country in the outside world a few days ago. It is a prop used by a small sect called "Xuanyuan Zhengqi Sect" to cultivate the disciples' formation and talisman fighting abilities.  Now it has become a prop in the battle between Chen and Liang.  Chen Guanshui chose the two colors of red and yellow, and laid out the Taiping Dao Changtian Formation. He used the energy of the greatest despair in the world, the generosity and bloodshed to seek a way to survive in a desperate situation.  The red man seeks his own death, and the yellow man rises and continues, one wave after another.  Among the trends, there is the pain caused by secular mortals' superior rule over cultivators; among the tragedies, there are also the times when the Taoist Taoists were swayed across the earth and killed all the monks in the hope of one day of easy relief before death.  The blood of the rebel army.  Liang Buhuo chose black and white, and deployed the Dingding Mountain and River Formation from the Guanshen Sect¡¯s orthodox formation.  Heizi is like an armored general, Baizi is like a civil servant in the court, and his body is like a central emperor. He does not care about the gains and losses of one place or city when waving his hands. He focuses on the overall situation and suppresses it with the power of the bright sky and the bright sun and the moon.  They both seek peace, but they have a grand atmosphere of central imperial authority.  But Chen Guanshui still made a better chess move. He used nearly 70% of the red stones to trap himself, and replaced the yellow stones with a decisive move. He killed the most important chess piece in Liang Buhuo's camp, killed the emperor, and changed the situation.  He wiped out the sky, killed all the people in the previous dynasty, and returned the earth to a white sky!  What a peace.  Having lost the game, Liang Buhuo also surrendered.  However, he looked into the distance, where nine bloody tornadoes were raging in the lake. He frowned involuntarily, and turned around and asked Chen Guanshui: "Brother Guanshui, during the turmoil just now, did something happen outside? I see.  This time it¡¯s the Nine Paths Tornado. Which sect outside was destroyed by you this time?¡± But Liang Buhuo quickly reacted and apologized to Chen Guanshui: ¡°Senior brother, that¡¯s all.  The Lord of Yuncheng, the external affairs have nothing to do with senior brother. I think it must be the three ancestors who showed their power, killed the souls of each group, suppressed the sects of each group, and made our Baiyun Guan lineage come again.  It¡¯s great to be strong again!¡± He said it was a congratulation, but his tone was full of ridicule.  Chen Guanshui did not take this kind of ridicule seriously.  After all, anyone who has gone through what Zhong Liang Buhuo has experienced in the past five hundred days will only be more hostile and will not be as restrained as he is now.  Five hundred days ago, after the sudden killing in Miyang City, Liang Buhuo had to obey Chen Guanshui and voluntarily became a subordinate of Xianglin Jingshe.  But who could have imagined that after just an hour, he would become part of the mural on the wall.  Moreover, that state of confinement and occlusion had been maintained until twelve days ago.  Looking at the Cat Mushroom and other kittens who were freed on the first day of the formation of the City of Seven Mirrors, and then thinking about how she was imprisoned for five hundred days and nights, and then thinking about the young man next to her every day.  How could Liang Buhuo not hate him for being able to make love and love with those little kitten girls, and have the most romantic feelings under the bed.  The simplest thing is that I have been delayed for five hundred days of practice, and I have also missed everything that happened in the past five hundred days.  How could it be like today, when he was already the head of Baiyun Temple's lower sect and was regarded as the supreme one, but he was just an ordinary chess player in Xianglin Jingshe, which ranked among the fifty-five golden elixir dojos under Baiyun Temple.  Little people who are not even qualified to enter those realms of heaven and earth to practice.  Liang Buhuo felt hatred in his heart, but he knew that it was impossible for him to hate.  Just after he was liberated from confinement, he got a detailed information about the Guanshen Sect. Hundreds of books described the Guanshen Sect in detail, exhausting all the secrets of the Guanshen Sect's tens of thousands of years of history.  Referring to the various things behind the Taoism of Guan Shen Sect, I clearly discerned the pros and cons of the Guan Shen method.  Even with the fragmentary copy of "The Records of the Divine Qingyan of the Traveling Liexu Guan" that he was currently practicing, he also lost to himself all those things that would have taken hundreds of years of obedience to obtain.  But it was this kind of unexpected generosity that made Liang Buhuo resentful.  But Chen Guanshui, who was opposite him, was too calm at the moment. He didn't notice Liang Buhuo's ridicule at all, or even if he did, he didn't take it to heart.  After hearing Liang Buhuo's question, Chen Guanshui pointed at the chessboard casually and said, "You said that bell rang just now? It was just the Great Demon King smashing the sky and the earth." Liang Buhuo had doubts in his eyes. There was clearly something wrong just now.  Three changes.  The first time was when his Taoist heart changed, causing him to feel inexplicable hatred, which caused his chess game to go wrong, losing a piece, and losing the outcome.  The second time was when the Five Elements changed and the Qi mechanism changed, which made me admit the winner or lose hastily. All I wanted to do was ask who it was.Only a hand can be so powerful.  On the contrary, it was the third bell. Although I heard it, I didn't notice anything unusual at all. Why did the guy opposite only talk about this bell?  Liang Buhuo had doubts in his eyes, but he didn't argue. He bowed and went downstairs, and flew the magic weapon to a small cloud mountain outside the cloud city on the third level.  However, there was a movement in Chen Guanshui's arms. A tiny meerkat opened the skirt of his clothes and stuck out his little head. He looked outside with sleepy eyes. When he shrank back, Chen Guanshui grabbed the soft hair on the back of his neck.  , brought it up.  Looking at Zhu Yincha who seemed to have fallen in love with pretending to be a small animal, Chen Guanshui could only sigh, put her on his arm, and led her around the building.  While walking around, he introduced to her in detail the functions of each place, the departments to be established in the future, and the personnel that may be recruited.  Little by little, he sketched the future of the Cloud City in front of him, until Zhu Yincha buried his head and continued to sleep, and until Mao Gu, who had been following behind him, couldn't restrain the doubts in his heart and asked: "Brother Guanshui, are you really?"  Have you forgotten your origins in Luofu and what Master Mao Liuli entrusted you to do? Do you really regard this place as your home? Or do you think you can really suppress those Jindan masters?  Doting on you and obeying you like Uncle Zhu?" Mao Mushroom's face was full of melancholy, as if he was very worried.  But Chen Guanshui smiled, touched the tip of her nose with his hand, lifted her chin up casually, looked into her eyes, and said, "Why don't you ask me, what's going on now?"  Is it just a random act by those three Yuanshen masters? With their abilities, why don¡¯t they choose those Nascent Soul monks as the next masters?  Is it appropriate? " Being said to have doubts, Mao Mushroom didn't hesitate at all. He immediately faced the difficulty and threw himself into Chen Guanshui's arms. He put his cat ears against his chest and listened to him.  His heartfelt voice, watching how he could lie.
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