Two treasure maps

Jiang Shan glanced at the sleeping Guo Lin and saw that he looked peaceful, breathing evenly, and spiritual energy was flowing into his body continuously, which made him feel relieved. He turned to look at Mo Yan, with an expectant light in his eyes, and suggested: "Emperor Xiu, it's late at night, why don't we go to my room and play a game of hand?"

Mo Yan heard this, and a hint of interest flashed in his eyes. He had not met an opponent for a long time, and his chess skills had long been eager to be challenged. There were very few chess players in the world who could compete with him, and now that he had the opportunity to play against Jiang Shan, he would naturally not miss it. So, he nodded happily and followed Jiang Shan to the Painting Academy in Yinglin Garden.

The layout of the painting academy is simple and elegant, full of rich cultural atmosphere. The furnishings in the room are also exquisite and sophisticated, and each item shows the owner's taste. Jiangshan led Mo Yan into the main house, only to see that Qingyue Tianshi was already waiting there, with a faint smile on his face, as if he already knew the purpose of their visit.

Under the candlelight, the black and white jade chess pieces on the chessboard sparkled and radiated a charming luster. The chess box was placed next to the chessboard, with the lid open, and the chess pieces inside were neatly arranged, as if waiting to be thrown into the battlefield at any time.

Mo Yan looked at all this and couldn't help but feel deeply moved. He knew that all this was arranged by Jiang Shan in advance, and he obviously didn't want to hide his identity. And tonight's hand talk will also be an important exchange between them, and the gains will definitely be great.

He walked to the chessboard and sat down slowly, his eyes fixed on every corner of the chessboard. Jiang Shan followed suit and sat down. The two looked at each other, and a fierce hand game was about to begin.

Under the dim candlelight, Mo Yan gently picked up a black piece from the chess box, and with a slight movement of his fingertips, the black piece landed steadily on the Tianyuan position of the chessboard. He stared at Jiang Shan with a sharp gaze, ready to take the initiative and seize the initiative in this conversation.

Jiang Shan knew that what happened tonight was very serious. He knew that if he didn't show some real skills and say some real things, Mo Yan, the emperor of cultivation, would not easily help his reincarnated brother. After all, his brother was no longer the brilliant genius who attracted so many people.

After Mo Yan's black dot fell, he said in a deep voice: "Two conditions, two questions. One is about the cause and effect of your brother's reincarnation, and the other is the inside story of this trip to Wild Wolf Valley. I hope you can tell the truth."

Jiang Shan took a deep breath, gently placed a white piece on the star position, and responded: "Don't worry, I will never lie."

Mo Yan smiled slightly, picked up another black piece, and placed it steadily next to Jiang Shan's white piece, saying: "Not only must you tell the truth, you must not hide anything."

Seeing Mo Yan's resolute attitude, Jiang Shan also understood that he had to go all out. He gently picked up a white piece, thought for a moment, and put it on the chessboard, saying, "This story is a bit long, I hope the Emperor Xiu can be patient."

Mo Yan raised the corners of his lips slightly and said, "It's okay. I'll leave all my time tonight to you."

The two of them were playing chess while chatting about confidential matters. The black and white pieces on the chessboard were intertwined like their thoughts. At this time, Master Qingyue quietly left the room and stood guard at the door to ensure that their conversation would not be interrupted.

Jiang Shan held a crystal clear white piece in his hand, but his eyes seemed to have crossed the boundaries of time and space and drifted to the distant past. His voice was low and a little sad, and he slowly said: "My younger brother, named Jingyuan, is a genius who possesses the spiritual roots of water, fire and wood. In human cultivation, kidney water and heart fire are the two cornerstones, but the two are incompatible and difficult to reconcile. However, Jingyuan possesses the wood of mutual generation and being generated, which can skillfully balance water and fire, leading the path of cultivation to the highest realm. Not only that, his wisdom is outstanding, and his photographic memory is amazing. Everyone once thought that he would be the next Jade Emperor and lead the Heavenly Court to a new glory."

At this point, Jiang Shan's eyes flashed with a trace of regret. He sighed, and the white piece in his hand finally fell. The crisp sound echoed in the silent room. He shook his head gently and changed the subject, as if he didn't want to mention that sad past again.

"Since the last Jade Emperor fell into evil, the situation in Heaven has become unstable. All the forces in Heaven have set their sights on this piece of fat meat, and the Buddhist and Taoist circles have intervened in the affairs of Heaven. Especially Erlang Shen Yang Jian, he wanted to take over Heaven, but because of his arrogance, no one was convinced, and he eventually rebelled against Heaven and established his own fake Heaven. This made the situation of Heaven even worse. When my father took over Heaven, it was already a mess with many holes and in tatters."

Mo Yan listened quietly, his eyes always focused on the chessboard, as if thinking about the next move. He was naturally clear about this history. He knew that the former Jade Emperor had made a woman of gods and demons his concubine because of a bet, trying to influence her to make the demon world submit. However, he did not succeed in the end, but fell into the devil's way and went to the demon world, leaving the mess of heaven to the next Jade Emperor. As the nephew of the Jade Emperor, Erlang Shen Yang Jian had great ambitions, but because of his arrogance and tyranny, he eventually led to the division of heaven and the emergence of a pseudo-heaven.

Mo Yan looked at Jiang Shan deeply, his tone full of understanding and comfort: "Although the Heavenly Court is weak, your father is a master of chess. He can maneuver among many forces with ease and lead the Heavenly Court to prosperity. He is indeed a remarkable man. And I also understand the difficulties you are experiencing now. Your original status as successor was lost because of that sudden change. I can understand the grievance and helplessness in it."

He paused, his eyes became firm: "Now, I am more convinced that your so-called killing of your wife to prove your Dao must have been framed. You Jiangshan pay attention to cause and effect. Even if you enter the killing path, you will never kill your own wife."

Jiang Shan heard this and a bitter smile appeared on his lips: "Yes, I was originally the successor that my father had high hopes for. However, on that festive wedding day, you broke into the Heavenly Palace and the bride died tragically. I was then accused of killing my wife to prove my truth. After that, I had to withdraw from the ranks of successors. After all, the Heavenly Palace has already had a precedent, and no one dares to take the risk again."

He raised his head, his eyes flashing with complex emotions: "Tell me, should I hate you?"

Mo Yan pondered for a moment, and as he made his move, he said, "I certainly didn't do that. When I broke into the Heavenly Court, I just wanted to ask your father where the way to the Heavenly Court was. At that time, I had no interest in your so-called Middle Heavenly Court."

Jiang Shan sighed and said, "Now I also know that you have a lofty mindset and will not attack a woman. In your world, women are not worthy of being your pawns. However, it is not bad to give you a little trouble and let you know that women's influence is no less than that of men."

Mo Yan's heart moved when he heard this, knowing that he was talking about Guo Yangli. He smiled faintly and said, "Just find one and kill one. As for the others, what use can they have?"

Jiang Shan looked at him, a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes: "Then you should prepare to be alone."

Mo Yan shrugged and said unconcernedly: "I love practicing, as long as women don't cause me trouble, that's fine." His eyes revealed a kind of detached tranquility, as if he had become indifferent to the disputes in the world.