Chapter 263 High-level situations often require only the simplest competition (Update)

"I didn't realize I was so strong."

Lin Du placed a white piece.

High Priest: ...Listen to this sentence yourself. Do you believe it?

Click, click, black and white pieces were placed in turn.

"Aren't you curious? What you saw after taking off the gauze."

Lin Du laughed, "I can see it, can you?"

"Yes." The high priest raised his head and looked at Lin Du's unobstructed face.

"It's just that I can't see yours."

Lin Du nodded, "If I say I can see yours, do you believe it?"

The hand of the person on the other side who was placing the piece froze for a moment and landed in the wrong position.

Lin Du sighed softly and raised his hand to place the piece.

"When you touched my consciousness, you never thought that my consciousness is not a simple, flat watermelon rind."

"I should be a 800-mile crisscrossing ditch."

"In such a short time, what you perceived must be the complete me?"

Lin Du continued to output, but his moves were not slow at all. "You are arrogant and don't like to do useless work. You hate stupidity very much. You want to control the whole world and make people submit, but you look down on the ignorant masses."

"You think that people's seven emotions are so greedy, like thick fog covering the essence. You think that there is evil in the heart and the evil demons are hard to eliminate, so you use the Five Precepts and Ten Virtues to discipline them in eternal life, thinking that as long as time goes on, generation after generation, the evil will be clamped."

"But you can't understand why I hate stupidity but still treat it kindly."

"I hate evil, but I never act rashly."

"I want to control the overall situation, but I always just watch and act after making plans."

"You know everything I want in my heart, but you don't know why I want to curb them."

"In your eyes, the mirror should be the most beautiful fantasy, but you don't know that when beauty reaches the extreme, it is contrary to the human world and completely collapses."

Lin Du smiled and looked at the deadlocked hands on the opposite side, "What do you think faith is? What is fools?"

"Do you think it's right to achieve the most dreamy and perfect way of what people want in their hearts?"

"Don't forget, we are all fools."

"You can't be backward compatible, but I can."

Lin Du smiled maliciously, "Why, are you not convinced? Are you perfect? ​​Extreme is not perfect."

The face that looked exactly like hers showed an unconcealable gloom and anger, which then quickly disappeared and turned into indifference.

The high priest raised his hand to place the chess piece, and only asked one question, "Will you win if you play chess with yourself?"

Lin Du thought of something and overturned the chessboard. In the other party's surprised eyes, he smiled without doubting his good intentions, "Have you heard of playing rock, paper, scissors with yourself in the mirror?"

"High-end situations often only require the simplest competition to resolve."

Just kidding, Lin Du has been enduring this illusion for a long time.

If the eight people had not gathered together, she would have wanted to overturn the chessboard a long time ago.

The two Lindu sat facing each other on the altar, and the moonlight was like a mirror, pouring down like quicksand, and the two loose white hairs were illuminated by the flowing light like mountain streams.

If you ignore the rock-paper-scissors movements of the two people, it is indeed beautiful.

In the silence, the temple is the only transparent bright spot. From the outside, the city is a thick fog. In the silence, only the frame of the temple can hear the strange female voice as hazy as the night.

"Rock-paper-scissors!"

"Rock-paper-scissors!" From

the far side of the fog barrier, the melodious tone of the Xiqin came, from the Han Palace Autumn Music to the Yangguan Sandi and then to the Zizhu Tune, and finally it finally played a strange tone as if it was venting its anger.

Listen carefully, it sounds like the howling of a wild dog.

The other side was not to be outdone and also tried hard to replicate it. From a distance, it sounded like two dogs swearing at each other, crazy and abnormal, very tortuous and bizarre.

Three blocks away, Yan Qing turned around in surprise, "Where is the dog barking from?" The other

side sneered, "You are a scholar after all."

"Why? You want to bark too?" Yan Qing looked at the other side, "Bark again for me to hear."

The barking sound came to the other side, and Ni Jinxuan shouted while cracking the whip, "Yuan Ye! Don't bark

randomly!" Across four streets, a faint chirping voice came from the other side, "Straight to the forehead."

Ni Jinxuan nimbly dodged a whip swung from the opposite side, and her temples throbbed.

The opponent launched an attack, "Don't you want your parents to be immortal? Don't you want them to be with you forever? Be happy? Live in harmony forever? Isn't this what you want?"

"Could it be that you want to be without parents?"

"You don't have parents!" Ni Jinxuan swung over with a whip and bullied, "I have two families! I have many elders! Uncle masters, brothers and sisters! Do you have them? You can't create the ideal me!"

"Who said I can't! Isn't there an oracle?"

"Little uncle's hair is still white!" Ni Jinxuan shouted loudly to express her dissatisfaction.

The person in the mirror image was very dissatisfied, "Don't white hair look good? !! You obviously like it so much!"

...

Mo Lin listened to the little girl's scolding in his ears, and thought of Lin Du's words when he crossed his arms and watched Ni Jinxuan and Yuan Ye quarreling with each other calmly, "Elementary school chickens scolding each other."

... It really sounded like chickens scolding each other.

The sound of the sword broke through the air again, and the sword light tore through the heavy mist, carrying endless murderous intent.

Mo Lin's sword eyebrows wrinkled instantly, and he raised his hand to block it. Even though the moves were the same and the spiritual power of the two people was exactly the same, the expressions of the two people were completely different.

"It was you who knocked Tian Wu unconscious?"

"You slandered me!!! You slandered me! You also harmed my junior sister!!"

Mo Lin's mind was in a mess and he retorted loudly. His movement was a little flawed and the opponent seized the opportunity and stabbed him with a sword.

Xia Tianwu, who was standing by, didn't know when he raised his hand, and a strange fire suddenly appeared on Mo Lin's sword, which quickly slashed along the sword energy that Mo Lin blocked, like a prairie fire, and left a red arc in the air like a spark in the dark night.

This move made the mirror on the opposite side stunned, and the burning fire forced him to retreat.

Mo Lin was prepared to be burned in the same way, but he didn't feel the same damage.

He turned his head in surprise, "Why?"

Xia Tianwu said as a matter of course, "My strange fire has entered your body and knows you."

Through the thin mist, Mo Lin's ears were red.

Huang Xuan and Yue Han looked at the person in front of them who looked exactly like them, but fell into deep thought.

"Old Huang, he is so good, I can't seem to beat him."

"...It's okay, young master, we... um... try our best, you can influence it with kindness!"

Huang Xuan tried hard to find words, feeling unsure.

Then he rushed forward first, faced Yue Han's face, and said ruthlessly, "No matter how naive and ignorant you are, you can grow up slowly! In our clan, there is plenty of money to buy you a lesson!"

...

"Rock, scissors...paper!"

The gesture of the outstretched hand was the same again, and the high priest's face also showed a bored and lazy expression. He wanted to stop this meaningless activity, "You know, if you want to dispel the illusion, you must smash your perfect self with your own hands."

Lin Du was not annoyed at all. While continuing to clench her fists behind her, she asked casually, "Do you know when you can win the game of rock, scissors, paper in front of a mirror?"

She felt the last core of the Snow Yuan Dan in her body, her face unchanged, and began to dissolve it bit by bit. It is very simple to defeat another self. First, break away from the original routine, then let the other party relax and follow the established instincts, and finally surprise and surpass the original self.

"When one of them is no longer the original person." Lin Du's voice was tender, with a strange coldness hidden.

The power of ice and snow spread outward crazily, breaking out of the temple with a force that could destroy everything, as if to condense the fog formed by the seven emotions into frost.

The heavy snow finally fell on the temple.

Across the fluttering snowflakes, the high priest faced a cold and ruthless face. In the man's pupils, the ice and snow were so deep that the sky could not be seen.

Lin Du stopped smiling, and every word he said was as cold as falling ice, "It's time to end."

At the same time, the bowstring was suddenly stained with blood. Yuan Ye covered his throat and gasped, smiling as he watched the fog that was blown away by the wind and snow.

"See, I told you, who said Xiqin can't kill people."

"What kind of free and easy way are you practicing? You don't know that the three thousand great ways are established in the three thousand worlds. Without a world to stand in, how can you be free and easy?"

The fists collided, and a crisp female voice rang out, "You are not my father and mother. I have long known that parents are also individuals and do not need to always be around their children. I am independent. My father and mother and I can grow up anywhere in the world."

"I accept my failures and the mistakes of my companions. Even if we are incomplete, there are many things we cannot say, but you will never be stronger than when we unite."

The cold female voice mixed with the strange and stiff male cough echoed in the snowy night.

"Who said that scholars can only have a stable job? I love blacksmithing." Yan Qing tightly grasped another self, regardless of his hoarse and choked vocal cords.

"Young Master, I don't want false perfection, I just want you to grow up in reality, that's enough."

"Old Huang! I'll do it! I can do it myself! I don't need your protection! My original form is so much bigger than yours!"

The wind and snow were getting stronger and stronger.

"Look, I won."

Lin Du stretched out his hand and easily hugged the fist in front of him. The next moment, the fist was broken into pieces.

With a snap, the mirror flower and water moon finally disappeared.

Everyone knelt on the ground. Ni Jinxuan touched the two heavenly spiritual plants in her arms and raised them up in surprise, "Junior Uncle! I have two!"

Yuan Ye and Yan Qing simultaneously put down their hands that were covering their necks, lowered their heads to look at the things in their arms, grinned at each other.

Mo Lin and Xia Tianwu looked at each other, and suddenly their eyes began to wander.

"That... that one of mine... oh yes, I have one too! Junior Sister, take a look at what it is, I don't know it!"

Lin Du sat up cross-legged in silence. After all, his mirror identity was also that of a high priest. Why couldn't he use his power for personal gain and get something for her? Just because he was a god, didn't he have any divine rewards? Damn!