Darkness ≈ Inner Demons ≈ Asura.
Knowing that he was being corrupted by darkness, the mountain god fell silent, unable to deny Yan Jiu's words.
Yan Jiu continued, "As long as the gods are still alive, the power of chaos will naturally drive away the darkness. When the gods fall, chaos will be gone, and darkness will retaliate. The stars tell me that the only god in the human world has had his mind devoured by darkness, and Huanyun Mountain has become a forbidden zone."
Before he could finish speaking...
The yellowing ginkgo leaves swayed gently without any wind.
They all rushed toward the old man.
And then.
The ginkgo leaves fell to the old man's feet.
The old man landed smoothly.
His gaze was level with Yan Jiu's.
He looked at Yan Jiu with a deep gaze.
Its aura is chilling and terrifying.
This is God.
He just stood there.
There are no taboos.
Yan Jiu remained unmoved, shaking his head fearlessly: "Escaping is not a good solution."
The old man's yellow beard was gradually being eroded by black: "What other way is there? If we don't let Huanyun Mountain be abandoned by humans, one day I will be unable to stop the mountain from collapsing and the earth from cracking. At that time, human lives will be in danger, and we will not know what tomorrow will bring."
He certainly wanted people to love and worship him, but he couldn't gamble on even a one in ten thousand chance.
Even after years of loneliness.
He was happy to do it.
Mountain gods exist because of humans.
As the mountain god of Huanyun Mountain, he cannot vouch for other mountains, but he will certainly ensure that Huanyun Mountain does not harm anyone.
Yan Jiu said, "What if I had a solution?"
The old man looked bewildered.
Even a god couldn't do anything about him.
How could Yan Jiu possibly have a solution on her own?
I am puzzled.
The old man was pulled into a game of chess by Yan Jiu.
Yan Jiu feigned mystery: "After being corrupted by darkness, you can no longer fully control your mustard seed space. Why don't you take this opportunity to play a game? Just so you know, I'm not very good at Go."
Upon hearing this...
The old man didn't urge Yan Jiu to give a solution.
Since the passing of my old friend.
He hasn't played chess in a long time.
My hands are itching so badly I don't know where to put them.
He immediately adopted Yan Jiu's suggestion.
The old man waved his hand: "I'll give you a three-coin handicap, young friend!"
Yan Jiu feigned surprise and asked, "Really?"
The old man nodded.
Yan Jiu said, "Then let's make a bet. If you lose, Huanyun Mountain is mine; if I lose, I'll stay and chat with you."
Upon hearing this...
The old man didn't think about it at all.
The core principle is trust!
and.
He was even more confident that no one could outplay him.
Besides, Yan Jiu is still a novice.
And less than two minutes after both sides placed their pieces.
Yan Jiu said with shame, "Hey, how did I win?"
The old man who had been tricked: "..."
What was he thinking before?
He was invincible and unmatched.
turn out to be.
The clown was me!
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