Evil Master and Disciple

Ye Feng felt relieved after learning that he was fine.

However, the soul is not a problem in this secret realm.

He wanted his soul to return to its place, so that this old pervert who had been alive for who knows how many tens of thousands of years would not feel lonely and want to leave his soul in this secret space to chat with him.

My wonderful life has just begun, but I don’t want my soul to be trapped in this colorless black and white space forever.

However, the excuse he used that the old fox demon took advantage of his body obviously did not impress the master of this secret world.

The other party didn't care whether Ye Feng's body was ruined by the old fox demon or the tiger demon.

He only cares about one thing.

The slightly desolate voice sounded again, saying, "Did you accidentally break into my divine move, or are you proficient in the Star Array Forget Worry Method?"

Thanks to a Go hobby class Ye Feng had taken during his junior high school summer vacation, he knew that "Star Array" and "Forget Worry" were both elegant names for Go. "God's Hand" refers to a very subtle move in Go.

Ye Feng said: "Old senior, the unfinished game you left behind is not difficult to crack. It's only a little bit away from being a master move... ahem... well, almost, um, almost!"

"What an arrogant boy! How dare you underestimate my divine power! Do you know who I am?"

"Senior, please don't misunderstand me. In your era, or in this world, the chess pieces you left behind were indeed very difficult to decipher. Especially for those who are proficient in Forget Worry, it is easy to get trapped in them.

In my hometown, there are many kinds of chess games similar to this one, where you have to risk your life to survive."

"What? Zhenlong chess game? What is this?"

"In my hometown, there is a peerless master. In order to choose a disciple to inherit his skills, he set up a chess game called Zhenlong Chess. Whoever can break his chess game can inherit his century-old skills.

Over the years, countless chess masters have been unable to crack it, and some even become obsessed with the game.

Later, a young monk who didn't know how to play chess, in order to save a person trapped in the chess game, picked up a chess piece and placed it randomly on the chessboard in a hurry.

That chess piece was placed right where it was doomed to die, but when a large number of his own pieces were killed, a large blank area was left open, which revitalized the entire game.

Later, people called this kind of chess game, where the opponent is at the brink of death and then survives, the Zhenlong chess game...

Wait! Wait a minute! Let me sort this out for a moment! Why does this story seem so familiar..."

Ye Feng's eyes rolled around, and he was only thinking about leaving this strange and haunted place.

Only then did he remember something.

Sanzhier's treasure house was not built by him or his mother. The mother of the badger came to the human world only two thousand years ago with the Mozhu Fairy.

The existence time of this cave ruins is very likely longer than the time Su Xiaoli was born.

This is the ancient immortal palace that cultivators love most!

Wasn't his Purple Green Divine Sword what his master uncle had obtained in a ruined immortal palace when he was traveling in the wilderness?

In "The Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils", the old senior Wuyazi selected his successor through the Zhenlong chess game.

The previous owner of this immortal palace also set up a precious chess game in the cave.

After Xu Zhu cracked the Zhenlong chess game, he was knocked into the cave where the old master Wuyazi was by the clever and eloquent Su Xinghe, and received Wuyazi's hundred-year skills.

He cracked the Zhenlong chess game, triggered the restriction on the chessboard, sucked his soul into this mysterious secret world, and had a conversation across time and space with the original owner of the fairy palace.

The previous plot was basically the same, so was it time for me to hit the jackpot? After all, it was luck that had brought me to this world.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng hesitated and said, "Senior, you set up the Zhenlong chess game in the Immortal Mansion. Is it also for the purpose of selecting a successor?"

Suddenly, the black and white light bands floating around slowly condensed.

Finally, he took on the appearance of a middle-aged man.

This man has an elegant face, a slender figure, and very handsome features.

Even Ye Feng, who claimed to be the most beautiful boy in Yunhai Sect, felt a little pressured by this face.

Ye Feng thought, weren't the people ten thousand years ago all clans and tribes who ate raw meat and drank blood? How could they be so good-looking?

And looking at this person's attire, it seems quite similar to that of a Confucian.

Tying the hair into a crown gives people an extremely elegant feeling.

The middle-aged scholar had a calm expression, and although he had no physical form, he seemed to have a sense of otherworldliness.

He looked at Ye Feng and asked, "Who are you?"

Ye Feng came back to his senses and immediately bowed, saying, "I am Ye Feng, the 27th generation disciple of the Yunhai Sect of Tianyun Mountain. I am honored to meet you, Senior. May I ask your name?"

The middle-aged scholar bowed slightly and said, "My surname is Yan, my given name is Rijing, my courtesy name is Hongde, and my nickname is Sitong Jushi. I am from Luzhou."

Ye Feng was a little stunned. This... this way of introducing himself... why did it feel so strange?

Just like when he introduced himself to others, he said: "My surname is Ye, my name is Feng, my nickname is Zhengyi, and I am from Haozhou, Anhui..."

Anyway, Ye Feng had never heard of anyone introducing themselves in this way.

I haven't even seen it in the movies, TV shows or novels I watched in my previous life.

"Ah, so you are from Luzhou. We are from the same hometown. My hometown is Haozhou, not far from Luzhou."

Ye Feng has studied the history and maps of this world. Some mythological stories such as Pangu creating the world and Nuwa creating humans are almost exactly the same as those passed down in China.

There is even a piece of poetry called "Guan Guan Ju Jiu" in the Book of Songs, but after the Xia and Shang dynasties, the wheel of history went astray.

There would be no Spring and Autumn Period and Warring States Period, no Qin, Han and Three Kingdoms Period.

If you think about it carefully, China's ancient myths and legends almost ended with the last emperor, King Zhou of Shang.

Then the history of China began to favor humans rather than gods.

There was no Conferred God War in this era, and the gods continued to exist, which led to the creation of the world's prosperous cultivation civilization.

The earth has entered the technological civilization, while this world has been in the immortal cultivation civilization.

Moreover, the map of this world and even many place names are similar to those of China.

Ye Feng looked at the map and knew that his hometown in his previous life should be near Haozhou in this world.

Although the names of the states and counties in the two worlds have not changed much, the mountains, rivers and streams are very different from those in China.

This world is more like the world before the Earth's continental plates shifted, and it is also like the world of the "Classic of Mountains and Seas", a wonderful book passed down through the ages by China.

"Mr. Ye is from Haozhou?" The man named Yan Rijing showed a hint of surprise.

"Exactly!"

"Tianyun Mountain is thousands of miles away from Haozhou. Why did you choose to join the Tianyun Mountain lineage?"

"Forehead……"

Ye Feng didn't know how to answer for a moment.

I thought, you are from Luzhou, didn’t you also come to Tianyun Mountain to live in seclusion and avoid the world?

Seeing Ye Feng remained silent, Yan Rijing asked, "Master Ye, how many years have passed since the 32nd year of Tianzheng?"

"Tensho 32? What the hell? I've never heard of it."

"The sixtieth emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty, Emperor Tianzheng... Could it be that the Great Xia Dynasty has already collapsed?"

"The Great Xia Dynasty? We're now the Great Qian Dynasty, established over three thousand years ago. The previous dynasty was the Great Li, which existed for over two thousand years before being destroyed... Great Xia... Great Xia... Ah, I remember now. I've heard that twelve thousand years ago, the Xia Dynasty destroyed the Yun Kingdom and established its capital at Luoshui. It passed down ninety-nine generations of emperors, and then collapsed over three thousand six hundred years later...

Senior Yan, you lived during the reign of the sixty-sixth monarch of the Great Xia Dynasty, approximately eleven thousand years ago."

"What? Over ten thousand years? Why did it take so long for someone to enter the underground cave?"

Ye Feng rolled his eyes and wondered if this guy had become stupid from reading too much.

The cave is located deep underground. If it weren't for Sanzhier leading the way, no one would be able to find it even after ten thousand years.

And even if you find it, if you can't solve the chess game, you won't be able to enter this secret place.

You hid it so deeply, and now you blame others for being so slow in finding it.

There's nothing wrong with your brain!

Of course, Ye Feng could only complain about this in his heart, but he didn't dare say it out loud.

After all, this is this guy's territory. If you make him angry, you will suffer the consequences.

Ye Feng coughed lightly and said, "Senior Yan, although more than ten thousand years have passed, I am still here. It is much better to be here than to have no one come."

Yan Rijing nodded slowly and said, "Mr. Ye is right. This is my external avatar, guarding the rare treasure and passing it on to those who are destined to enter the cave."

"Is it really a rare treasure? I knew it was my chosen one! Elder Yan, you've been waiting for over ten thousand years. It must be very boring. Pass the rare treasure to me, and you will be free!"

Ye Feng now feels light and airy.

This time the harvest was really huge. Not only did we get the treasure of Sanzhier and his mother, but we also got the rare treasure of this old predecessor who lived more than 10,000 years ago!

Who dares to say that he is not the chosen one?

Who dares to say that he is not the protagonist of the story?

What about Dugu Changkong, what about Fu Jinghong... they are just a little more handsome than me and have a better reputation than me.

If I get this rare treasure, I can turn the tables on the bully and make him sing in a minute!

From a hated villain to a righteous protagonist!

As Ye Feng waited expectantly for Yan Rijing to take out the rare treasure and pass it to him, Yan Rijing unexpectedly said, "It's not that easy to get my rare treasure. You just broke my chess game. There is still one more level. If you can pass it, you will be the destined person I have been waiting for."

"There's another hurdle? You ancient people are such a nuisance. Can't you just openly pass on the good stuff? You always like to hide things, it's so boring!

It is your petty behavior that has led to the loss of many top-level magical instruments and cultivation techniques!"

Ye Feng muttered softly.

Although he was very depressed, he still asked, "Senior Yan, what is the next test you will give me?"

"Poetry..."

"What? You just said two words. Can you say it again?"

"Poetry."

Ye Feng was a little confused.

We are all monks, and the levels set by this guy are either playing chess or reciting poems.

Is this person a monk? Ye Feng feels that this guy is more like a scholar!

Ye Feng said: "Poetry? Making friends through literature? How exactly?"

Yan Rijing said: "If your literary talent can win my favor in poetry and prose, you will be qualified to inherit my mantle."

"Poetry..."

Ye Feng's eyes suddenly fixed, and he looked at Yan Rijing in astonishment, who had a calm expression.

He said in disbelief, "Senior Yan, could it be... could it be that you are the legendary... Confucian and Taoist monk?"

Yan Rijing seemed a little surprised and said, "I am a Confucian and Taoist cultivator. However, what do you mean by the 'legendary Confucian and Taoist cultivators' you just mentioned? My Confucian lineage is flourishing, and we control the country. From what Master Ye said, it seems that there are no Confucian cultivators in the world anymore."

Ye Feng smiled bitterly and said, "It's long gone. As far as I know, the Confucian cultivation lineage has been extinct for thousands of years."

"What? Don't try to deceive me! Confucianism and Taoism have flourished for thousands of years, how could they die out?"

Yan Rijing's expression suddenly changed, his condensed body began to become unstable, and his cheeks appeared a little distorted.

"Senior Yan, please don't get excited. Confucianism hasn't died out. Today, the world is governed by Confucianism and Taoism. I'm talking about the Confucian lineage of cultivation... It seems to have died out for thousands of years."