Reborn as a tree, the peerless god is obsessed

Above the nine heavens, the vast and boundless sea of clouds is surging and surging, and the fairy air like smoke and fog fills the air, making this highest place in the fairyland look dreamy and mysterious.

In this fairyland, Dou Yuntian and Bo Jian sat opposite each other with an exquisite chessboard in front of them.

The black and white chess pieces are scattered on it in an orderly manner, just like the twinkling stars in the night sky, or the crisscrossing mountains and rivers on the earth, which contain endless changes and mysteries.

At this time, Dou Yuntian was holding a white piece as white as jade and frowned slightly.

His deep and wise eyes moved back and forth on the chessboard, as if he wanted to see through these seemingly simple chess pieces to the secrets hidden behind the entire battle situation, and thus find the most exquisite place to place the pieces.

Opposite him, Bo Jian's eyes were as sharp as lightning, like a sharp sword just out of its sheath, its edge pointing directly to every tiny corner of the chessboard.

At this moment, the originally quiet and peaceful atmosphere was broken by Bo Jian's sudden words: "Qian'er shouldn't be too busy recently, right? Have you heard about his incident, Senior Brother?"

It turns out that Bo Jian is Dou Yuntian's fellow apprentice and uncle-master Ling Ziqian.

After Dou Yuntian made his move, he first glanced at Bo Jian casually, and then turned his gaze back to the chessboard as if nothing had happened.

He asked calmly, "Oh, what's the matter?"

On the surface, his voice was calm, but deep down he was actually shaking slightly. After all, he always paid special attention to anything that involved Ling Ziqian.

"It seems that the master really doesn't know the situation." Bo Jian put on an unfathomable and mysterious look at this time, with a smile on his lips and a barely perceptible hint of mockery in his eyes.

Dou Yuntian couldn't help but get anxious when he saw this, and hurriedly urged, "Hey, Junior Brother, you're still being mysterious. Stop keeping us in suspense. What's going on? Tell me quickly."

There was already a hint of urgency in his words.

Because in his heart, if this matter really had something to do with his beloved disciple Ziqian, how could he, as a master, not know it?

So, Bo Jian began to narrate what had happened slowly and calmly.

It turned out that Ling Ziqian had rashly entered the Yaolin Secret Garden wearing a mask and started a fierce battle with the owner of the secret garden, Xue Yao.

Bo Jian's voice was low and magnetic, as if every word was a rare treasure dug out from the deepest part of his soul, appearing both extremely precious and heavy and full of weight.

"...After they started fighting, even I noticed something a little unusual was going on. Especially the look in Qian'er's eyes when he looked at Xueyao. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, it really made me feel like something was amiss!"

Having said that, Bo Jian deliberately paused, wanting to observe Dou Yuntian's reaction after hearing this.

That day, sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled shadows. Ling Ziqian and Xue Yao were engaged in a fierce battle. Their figures intertwined, their moves fierce, causing the surrounding air to fluctuate.

At this moment, Bo Jian inadvertently cast his gaze over here and was instantly attracted by it.

Ling Ziqian was seen waving the sword in his hand with great vigor, and every move was full of power and skill, but Bo Jian keenly noticed that his eyes drifted to Xue Yao from time to time, with a hint of concern and tenderness that was difficult to conceal.

Bo Jian couldn't help but feel curious, wanting to know what this brat who seemed as cold as an iceberg was planning and what he wanted to do.

So he quietly stopped, stood on the cloud, looked at the battlefield, and observed it carefully.

As he watched, Bo Jian became more and more certain that his suspicions were correct. Unexpectedly, he actually discovered the brat's feelings for Xue Yao. Xue Yao wasn't a big deal, but the brat clearly had feelings for her.

Especially when he looked at Xue Yao, his scorching gaze seemed to be spitting fire, as if he wished he could immediately grow a pair of hooks to hook Xue Yao tightly and pull her to his side.

However, Xue Yao didn't seem to notice much about this and was still concentrating on dealing with the brat's attack.

But Bo Jian couldn't sit still any longer. He felt that this couldn't go on like this. After all, the brat was already engaged. If he allowed this relationship to continue, it would definitely cause a lot of trouble.

Thinking of this, Bo Jian decided to go find his senior brother Dou Yuntian to discuss this matter.

That day, Bo Jian arrived at Dou Yuntian's residence. Dou Yuntian was sitting at a stone table in the courtyard, concentrating on playing Go.

Seeing Bo Jian approaching, he raised his head slightly and asked with a smile, "Oh? Junior brother, how come you have time to come to my place today? Are you itching to play a few games of chess again?"

Bo Jian shook his head and said seriously, "Brother, I didn't come here to play chess, but I have something important to tell you."

The junior fellow's interest is not in chess, but in the affairs of his nephew.

Seeing this, Dou Yuntian put down the chess piece in his hand, looked at Bo Jian in confusion, and asked, "Oh? Why is something not right?" Obviously, his mind was still completely immersed in the chessboard at the moment, and he just responded casually to Bo Jian's words.

Bo Jian couldn't help but sigh, and said helplessly: "Alas, Senior Brother, look at you..."

The tone seemed to be blaming Dou Yuntian for being slow, asking how he didn't even know this. No wonder no woman liked him. Oh no, no woman liked him.

After hearing this, Dou Yuntian was stunned at first, then frowned and thought for a moment, then slowly said: "Don't hesitate, just say it directly."

Dou Yuntian hated beating around the bush the most, and there was a hint of impatience in his tone.

Bo Jian stopped teasing and directly expressed his opinion.

Dou Yuntian was also stunned when he heard this. That's right, Qian'er is already engaged, so he shouldn't bother harming the girl again. This brat needs a lesson.

Wait, Xueyao, why does this name sound so familiar? Oh, Qian'er said it.

By the way, she once came up to greet me in the teahouse in the east of the central city of Tianjie.

Oh, what a fairy!

It’s a pity that I am not destined to be with Qian’er.

Complex emotions surged in Dou Yuntian's heart, and his gaze moved away from the chessboard and looked at the sea of clouds in the distance.

The figure of Xue Yao appeared in his mind. She was the woman he had met once in the teahouse. She had a beautiful and elegant face and extraordinary temperament. How could she be inferior to the fairy in the sky?

He remembered that day when Xue Yao took the initiative to come forward and greet him. There was a hint of curiosity and inquiry in her eyes, as if she had some guesses about his identity.

Her manners are elegant, and her words reveal extraordinary insight and wisdom, which is very impressive.

"Junior brother, you are right." Dou Yuntian's voice was firm. "I must deal with Qian'er's matter properly. Since he is already engaged, he should not be tempted by other women. I will talk to him and make him understand his responsibilities and obligations."

Bo Jian nodded, agreeing with Dou Yuntian's decision. He knew that as Ling Ziqian's master, Dou Yuntian would definitely make the right decision.

The game continued, but the two men's minds were no longer on the chessboard. In their hearts, they were thinking about Ling Ziqian's affairs and how to properly deal with this secret feeling.

The black and white chess pieces on the chessboard were still intertwined, but the two people's minds had already flown beyond the nine heavens, to the woman named Xue Yao, and to Ling Ziqian's future and destiny.