Beside the bamboo house, beside the stream, on a stone stool, the two sat opposite each other, talking as they placed their pieces on the stone chessboard.
"Why did you think of coming back?"
Pa…
Beiming Zi held a white stone. With a stone, the sky changed colors. Boundless internal strength spread out, causing ripples to appear in the stream.
"I was just passing by, so I came to see if you were still alive.”
Pa…
Bai Qi said calmly. This was a tone he had never used before, but he did not show any mercy when he placed his piece. He directly ate more than ten white pieces, and a blood-red light surrounded the chessboard, pushing back Beiming Zi's internal energy.
"How long are you staying this time?"
"It's only a few hours.”
"Aren't you going to finish your dinner?"
"In that case, I can only stay. It's not convenient.”
"Okay, then let's go. Remember to come back and visit me often.”
"I don't remember acknowledging you as my master.”
"However, in a few hours, those guys will probably come to spar with you again.”
"It's not like it's the first time we're sparring anyway.”
"Your power has improved quite a bit, but what's more powerful should still be your self-created cultivation method.”
"Same here. Aren't you getting stronger and stronger?”
The two of them spoke one after another. They did not speak quickly, but they placed their pieces very quickly, as if they were not looking at the chessboard. He quickly descended.
The two forces by the stream continued to fight back and forth. The world was constantly changing because of their chess pieces.
This was a Mini games that Baiqi had designed when he was cultivating in the Heaven Sect.
Go was still Go. This didn't change, but there were additional rules.
At the start, the two of them fought with ten layers of internal energy. If one of them was eaten, then every five pieces eaten would require one layer of internal energy to be withdrawn.
There were two ways to determine a winner. One was when the winner was determined on the chessboard, and the other was when the winner had withdrawn all ten levels of his power.
Because of this rule, although Bai Qi's qi was not as good as Beiming Zi's, he had never lost.
Just like now.
Pa…
With one stone, over twenty white stones were eaten. Regardless of whether it was inside or outside the chessboard, Baiqi had won.
"Sigh, I've never won before."
Beiming Zi's white eyebrows twitched. Ever since he started playing this strange game of Go with Baiqi, he had never won once.
At the start, Baiqi could only hold on and win with the chessboard.
But now, whether it was Bai Qi's skill or his Go skills, they had both improved by leaps and bounds. His own skill was more than twice as strong as his, but he could only make him sweat slightly.
"Speaking of which, is that the girl you brought?”
After all, he was a Taoist, so Beiming Zi didn't care too much about winning or losing. Instead, he raised his hand and pointed at Xiaomeng, who was on the other side of the stream.
"No, she's a disciple of your Heaven Sect.”
Bai Qi looked over and waved at Xiao Meng, signaling her to come over.
In fact, when the two of them had started playing chess, Xiaomeng had been there, but neither of them had exposed her.
When Xiaomeng heard Bai Qi call out to her, she immediately stepped on the water and used her lightness skill to cross the stream. She arrived beside Bai Qi and looked at him with admiration.
The strongest person in the entire Heavenly Sect, and even the entire Daoist sect, was undoubtedly Beiming Zi. As a Daoist disciple, Xiaomeng naturally knew this. But now, in her little mind, the strongest person had changed.
Bai Qi gently patted her head and said,"In a while, there will be seven old men coming here. I will 'cut' them one-sidedly. You just watch, it might be helpful for your cultivation.”
Before Xiaomeng could say anything, Beiming Zi smiled.
"Still looking? Which time did you not settle it in an instant? What could this little girl see?”
Beiming Zi then looked at Xiao Meng curiously,"However, has your temper changed in the past year, or is it that you and this little girl are special? Don't hit it off? I've never seen you so close to anyone.”
Bai Qi chuckled but did not speak. Soon, seven footsteps could be heard.
Just as he had expected, the Sixth Elder of the Heavenly Sect had come for 'revenge', along with Chi Songzi.
"Greetings, Grand Uncle-Master. Greetings, Martial Uncle."
"Greetings, Master. Junior Brother didn't even tell me that he was back.”
The seven of them bowed before looking at Bai Qi.
"Martial Uncle, we're here to report…to spar." The leading elder stepped forward.”
"Pfft." Xiaomeng laughed out loud." The seven old men are so shameless. They called revenge a spar."”
The seven of them blushed. Originally, this was a necessary "welcome" for Bai Qi every time he came back. Now that a three-year-old girl had said this, they could not hold it in anymore.
"Cough, cough, cough. Junior Brother, this time, I'm also a little itchy. Why don't you let me join you?”
Chi Songzi coughed and pretended not to hear him.
Little Xiaomeng was slandering in her heart. Could it be that whoever was the most shameless in the Heavenly Sect would become the sect leader?
Fortunately, Baiqi did not know what she was thinking, or else he would have laughed out loud. After all, Xiaomeng would become the sect master in the future, so she was just trying to slander herself.
"Alright. It just so happens that my self-created cultivation technique has been completely perfected. This time, I'll use you guys to test my moves.”
Bai Qi stood up and walked to a spot a little further away to make room for the sparring session.
At this moment, the seven old men who had suggested sparring were a little afraid.
Wasn't the previous version the perfect version?
Isn't this asking for our lives?
However, although they were a little scared, with Xiaomeng, their grand-disciple, watching, they had to fight no matter how scared they were.
The seven of them walked over and surrounded Baiqi.
Chi Songzi held his sword and bowed slightly.""Then, Junior Brother, here we come."
In the next second, all seven of them pulled out. The Tiangang Sword Formation spread out and enveloped Bai Qi.
Baiqi looked around and nodded.
"Not bad."
That was all.
Bai Qi raised his head. He lifted his right foot.
The world changed color. With him as the center, the seven old men were enveloped. Everything in the world was dyed red. Other than that, there was no other color.
This was a bloody world.
Bai Qi took a step forward, his right foot landing on the ground.
The change happened again. Beiming Zi and Xiaomeng, who were outside the blood-red world, were stunned.
Puff!
The first one to suffer was an elder on the right. Blood gushed out of his chest, and the wound pierced through his heart. It was as if someone had stabbed him from behind.
Then, it was the elder on the left. His entire body flew backward and crashed into the edge of the blood-colored world before slowly sliding down. It was also a penetrating wound, but the location of the wound was more fatal than the previous elder's. It was on the throat.
After that, three elders let out miserable cries. The demonic blood-colored flames enveloped them. Even Beiming Zi, who was outside the blood-colored world, could feel the terrifying heat.
"Bai Qi, stop!"
Beiming Zi finally reacted. His eyes widened, and an incredulous expression was imprinted on his face. Surging internal strength erupted from his body. He wanted to stop it, but it was too late.
The last two people, Chi Songzi and the other elder, seemed to have been hit by a huge amount of internal energy. A bloody hole the size of a tree stump appeared in their chests and they fell to the ground on the spot.
During the entire process, Beiming Zi and Xiaomeng only heard a dragon's roar. They didn't see anything else. They didn't even feel that they were hit by any internal energy.
One second.
In just a second, the seven strongest members of the Daoist Heaven Sect, other than Beiming Zi, were all killed. They were so fast that even Beiming Zi could not stop them in time.
In the next second, Baiqi stood still.
The color of blood disappeared, and the world returned to its original color. Beiming Zi was about to scold him when he glanced at the ground from the corner of his eye. Then, whether it was his actions or his words, he stopped.
The seven old men lay on the ground, panting in pain. However, there wasn't even a drop of blood, let alone injuries. Even the three elders who had been burned into charcoal by the demonic blood fire were unharmed.
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