The old man closed his eyes and threw wrinkles on Yang Yunyi's face.

"It's a blessing or not a disaster, it's a disaster. What Yu does this time depends entirely on his luck."

Yang Yunzhi was even more worried when the old man said this.

"Senior, you must save Yugan. You are also his teacher."

Yang Yunzhi said nervously.

At this moment, he regretted it.

If he had known this, he would definitely not have let his baby son take risks.

He practiced for most of his life, and only then did he get this son in his later years, so he was particularly fond of this son.

He could not imagine how he would deal with himself if his son had a few shortcomings.

The old man was silent for a moment, raised his hand and pointed to the chessboard, and said, "Play chess."

“Uh… OK.”

When Yang Yunzhi heard this, he felt secretly happy.

Although the old man did not make a clear statement, since he was allowed to play chess with peace of mind, he would definitely have the means to resolve the danger of his son.

Yang Yunzhi's arm sank and made a comeback.

The move is silent.

But in the sky of Sirius, the wind and clouds suddenly changed.

It was originally white clouds, and the blue sky suddenly became violent and violent, with lightning and thunder.

The white clouds disappeared without a trace, and the hideous and distorted lightning flashed across the sky, causing a rumble of thunder.

Under the sky, countless creatures and countless birds and beasts crawled on the ground, trembling.

The terrifying pressure from the sky caused all living beings to worship instinctively and fear from the depths of their souls.

"Um?!"

The old man was slightly shocked, slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the chessboard deeply, and smiled with appreciation: "Yes, you can finally control the thirty-six stars. At such an age and such cultivation, you have already left the old fire head behind."

There are no chess pieces on the chessboard, and occasionally there will be a few rays of stars. The edge of the chessboard is turbulent, like clouds and fog, emitting a terrifying aura.

No one would have thought that on this holy mountain, someone would use the sky as a chessboard, use the stars as a chess piece, pick the stars with one hand, and play a game of a starry sky chess game.

Yang Yunzhi was quite satisfied with his son's fall.

He smiled humbly and said, "Senior is too much. To be honest, I spent 1800 years to master these thirty-six stars. How could I be like a senior? It took only 25,000 years to control the seventy-two stars."

The old man smiled slightly, looked down at the chessboard turned into a starry sky, and said, "Accumulating strength and making a fortune will not lead to a haste. If you have experienced so many hardships like me, your cultivation today will be far better than me."

"Seniors are burdened with great opportunities and great fortunes, but I feel sorry for them."

Yang Yunzhi bowed slightly and said in a compliment.

The old man waved his hand and was about to say something, but suddenly his eyes narrowed. He suddenly looked at somewhere in the starry sky chessboard, frowned, and said in surprise: "I vaguely feel that a variable is about to happen, but I can't feel where the variable will appear..."

"What variables? Senior, what do you feel?"

Yang Yunzhi's heart skipped a beat and followed the old man's gaze to the starry sky chessboard.

In the end, both of them focused on the direction of the Burial God Mountain.

However, the Burial God Mountain was quiet, and the eyes of the two giants in the cultivation world caught a green shadow before the light gate.

"Senior, what is that? It looks like the shadow of an ancient tripod."

Yang Yunzhi frowned and thoughtfully.

The old man's eyes gradually became gloomy. After a long time, he said, "I hope it is not a legendary ominous thing, otherwise the entire Sirius domain will be unimaginable."

"Senior, have you seen the green light clearly? What kind of ominous thing is that?"

Yang Yunzhi's interest was suddenly raised and he asked.

The old man said, "I hope it's me that I'm worried about it. I found that something that was missing in the Light Gate at the last moment seemed to be the legendary tripod of the catastrophe. If it is true, even if it is, even I can do nothing."

Yang Yunzhi was shocked.

His eyelids twitched wildly, he swallowed hard, and said, "It's not such a coincidence, right?"

"I hope it's not."

The old man suddenly became very tired, closed his eyes tightly, and stopped talking.

Yang Yunzhi suddenly thought of his precious son who was deeply involved in the tomb of Emperor Yi, and he suddenly became very annoyed.

"It's hateful. If we had discovered it a moment ago, we would definitely not have allowed the green cauldron to pass through the light gate."

Yang Yunzhi's face turned gloomy.

After thinking a lot, Yang Yunzhi looked at the old man's face and asked tentatively: "Senior, what do you think about Huo Zu's retreat again after leaving the seclusion this time?"

The old man remained silent.

Beside the two, countless fallen leaves were flying, like countless butterflies dancing.

What’s strange is that all the fallen leaves immediately disappeared after falling on the ground, and there are still countless dead leaves falling on the huge tree canopy.

The clear spring is gurgling and gushing everywhere.

The old spiritual medicine is flashing fluorescent and fragrant.

From time to time, rumbling thunder came from the plantation layer by layer, which was the Thunder God Weaving Stone that only exists in chaos, and it was the nutrient source for the Thunder God Weaving Vine around.

Yang Yunzhi looked at the huge winding thunder god vine with envy, the tall and vigorous fallen leaves, and the falling leaves that fell like thousands of butterflies dancing, his heart was full of yearning.

This is the small world of the old man opposite, called the fallen leaf world. In this small courtyard, in this small world, the old man is the master of the entire world.

By chance, Yang Yunzhi was able to make friends with this unfathomable old man, who came to visit the old man every three hundred years ago, played a game with the old man, and then left.

After so many years, even though he chased after him, the gap with the old man was still like a gap.

The courtyard was quiet, the old man's eyes closed and gradually made a slight snoring sound.

Yang Yunzhi sighed secretly, stood up slowly, bowed deeply to the old man, turned around and wanted to leave.

Suddenly, the old man's lazy voice came from his ears.

"The holy mountain has the rules of the holy mountain. Old Huotou is determined to yearn for the depths of the starry sky, so let him go. I will not embarrass him until he has harmed the interests of the holy mountain. But if he crosses the red line... I can't save him."

The old man's slow voice came from behind himself, and Yang Yunzhi was immediately frightened.

He vaguely felt a giant beast entrenched behind him, which could swallow him in an instant.

He nodded silently and left the courtyard directly.

From beginning to end, he never looked back.

The wind blew the leaves and rustled.

The old man wrapped his hands around his chest and wrapped his robe tightly. His eyes were still tightly closed, but he muttered to himself like a muttering voice: "People are too greedy, so it's hard to lead the team..."

Gradually, the snoring sounded like thunder.

...

Lin Yi and the vulgar dragon were in the green copper cauldron. After breaking through the light gate, they suddenly felt dizzy and countless lights shot towards them.

Following this was a loud rumbling sound, as if countless large hammers were hitting the copper cauldron wall, making a deafening sound.

With the rapid rotation of the green copper tripod, Lin Yi and the vulgar dragon were dizzy.

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