“I lost.”
Panhu admitted his failure without any excuses.
This game of chess lasted for nearly 2,000 years, but was lost very cleanly and completely.
This game of chess was not like the first game where the two players fought to the death. The fundamental reason was that the environment was different.
As the saying goes, heroes are made by the times, and environmental factors have a crucial impact on people. In addition, the goal of victory set by the chessboard is to be the emperor. In a turbulent and chaotic world, if two mortals want to reach the top, it will be a life-and-death struggle.
The spiritual practice world is the opposite. The practice is one's own from beginning to end. Even if one reaches the level of no-form, as long as they are not on the same path, there is no life or death.
Panhu once hid for tens of thousands of years to avoid his brother, but he still failed to achieve enlightenment. The two chess pieces obviously cannot reach this level, and Panhu cannot bear the consequences.
But there was one thing he couldn't figure out from beginning to end, that is, Xu He never left his house, how could he practice till now? Even broke through to the path of the Saint King.
Through Li Changsheng's past, Panhu had already mastered the entire human cultivation system. He deeply understood the huge difference between acquired creatures and innate creatures. Acquired creatures must be tempered and experience extraordinary hardships that ordinary people cannot before they can reach the top.
It is a taboo to work in isolation.
Why?
Could it be that your Tao can enable people to attain it simply by meditating behind closed doors?
Panhu raised his head and looked at Li Yi.
Li Yi's face was devoid of the joy of victory, and even his voice sounded normal as he said, "This is considered a draw, best of three. What do you want to compete for in the remaining round?"
There is one more round.
Panhu said: "What do you want to choose? You lose in terms of being a human being, and I lose in terms of cultivation. This is the exact opposite of what I expected."
"People have many different appearances. Some people are born as human beings, but are least suitable to be human beings, such as me." Li Yi said:
"If I were younger, I would be Li Shengxian, not Xu He."
"If you were to choose, would you like to be born holy?"
"Why should I choose? Even if I were to start all over again, the so-called sacredness of birth would only take a breath. But if I could go back with my memories, I would choose to be born sacred, I would choose to be born with a billionaire's worth, and I would choose to have a peerless beauty."
Li Yi picked up the chess piece on the board and looked at the world between falsehood and reality on the board.
The old monk still did not die. After becoming the Holy King, he was still comprehending his own Buddhist path as if he was possessed by a demon.
Li Shengxian was buried in a small temple courtyard.
The wooden fish has been pulled back to its original trajectory, and even without any reason, it has turned back into its original form and said goodbye.
Suddenly there was a wonderful sense of transcendence.
Intercept the years, influence the past, stand outside the five elements, and do not enter the cycle of reincarnation.
Many times he does not have an accurate understanding of his own strength, because all strengths are compared. Li Yi's personal experience of cultivation is not superficial, and he can see a little bit now that he is using the power of time to influence reality.
He could cultivate a Saint King from the past, but this Saint King must stay at home and not hear anything. If he is like Li Shengxian, then he can only reach the peak of the Spiritualization Stage at most. If he goes one step further, the consequences will be too great.
"To answer this question, it depends on when you are asking me. Just like I asked you, if you had not seen my past and had not learned my Taoism, what would you do?"
"You and I will not sit peacefully like this."
Panhu answered without hesitation.
He could already imagine how he was beaten to death.
He thought that he had broken through to Saint King first, which would increase his chances of winning. With Dao Zun and Dayu, two Wu Xiang, helping him, his chances of winning would increase even more. He could even lose face and move the battlefield to the city, which would increase his chances of winning even more.
With such favorable conditions, he really couldn't think of any reason to lose.
This is the case with a frog in a well.
Panhu, like other Wuxiang, had never had the experience of a real life-and-death battle with a strong man of the same level. So he could only rely on his own cognition to assume the opponent's strength.
Isn't Li Changsheng also Wuxiang? How can he lose when three against one?
Can lose.
Panhu was so sure.
Besides, Dao Zun and Dayu would not really fight to the death. The former had never even revealed his true identity and had even plotted against him not long ago.
"All hostility comes from the unknown and lack of communication. It seems that if we communicate more, we can still turn enemies into friends."
Li Yi nodded with relief.
Panhu couldn't help but twitching his lips.
'It's not communication that turns enemies into friends, but knowing how strong you are.'
Although he didn't understand why the other party had such invincible power, his temperament was completely different and gentle.
Or to use human terms, he is a sage inside and a king without.
"Zhuangzi, The World" Therefore, the way to be a sage within and a king without is obscure and unclear, and is pent up and unexpressed. People in the world each do what they want and take themselves as the standard.
If you seek, you will get it; if you give up, you will lose it. This means that seeking is beneficial to getting.
In simple terms, it means that friends are involved in a lot of things, while enemies are involved in a lot of things.
Panhu's study of human doctrines can actually reflect Li Changsheng's personality and character. Perhaps this is the inevitable influence of a creature with a hereditary nature.
Li Changsheng was also influenced by the so-called education, and he seemed to be educated by the other party.
But in the final analysis, Panhu felt that this was too much pressure.
Let's get back to the point. Li Yi asked, "What will we play in the third round?"
Asked again, Panhu asked back: "You let me again? Daoist friend, are you looking down on me a little too much?"
From the beginning of this game, the opponent gave in to me in every way, either looking down on me or not caring at all, which was ultimately a bit discouraging.
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