"Yuxu Palace."
These three words were written on the plaque above the hall, and Su Baiyi read them out in a low voice. Yuxu Palace is the Taoist temple of Yuanshi Tianzun in the legend. According to the legend, it is located on Kunlun Mountain. However, the Yuxu Palace in front of Su Baiyi at this moment is just an ordinary hall.
The door of the hall suddenly opened, and the wind and snow blew into the hall. Su Suomo was sitting inside, with a square chessboard in front of him. He turned his head and looked at Su Baiyi: "Come in."
Su Baiyi walked in and sat down opposite Su Sumo.
"How is your chess skill?" Su Sumo asked calmly.
Su Baiyi smiled and said, "My master is Xie Kanhua. He claimed that he was an expert in both chess and swordsmanship. Although I didn't learn the true swordsmanship from my master, my chess skills are much better than his."
"That's good. If the opponent is too weak, I won't be interested." Su Sumo's mouth corners slightly raised.
After half a cup of tea.
Su Baiyi sighed softly and dropped the last piece: "Senior, thank you for letting me."
Su Suomo waved his sleeves and said, "Come again, come again."
Another half cup of tea.
Su Baiyi licked his lips and asked tentatively: "How about the mountain master play black first, and I play white?"
"Forget it, forget it. I won't let you win this time. I'll play black!" Su Suomo happily accepted it, "Come again, come again."
This time it took a little longer, until a cup of tea later, Su Suomo pushed the chessboard in front of him and announced his defeat: "Your chess skills are really amazing, you can be called a national player!"
"Huh?" Su Baiyi was stunned. In fact, except for the first game, he thought Su Suomo was also a chess master and really put some thought into the game. But after one game, he found that Su Suomo's chess skills were mediocre. Even the children in the chess rooms at the foot of the mountain might be better than him. Su Baiyi asked tentatively, "What do you think of the mountain master's chess skills?"
Su Suomo sighed softly: "I only regret that I was delayed by learning swordsmanship, otherwise I should have been a chess player in this life."
"Hmm..." Su Baiyi nodded meaningfully, "The mountain master's chess skills have indeed been delayed by learning swordsmanship."
"I made tea." Su Suomo picked up the teapot beside him and poured two cups of tea. "There's not much tea left on the mountain. If you hadn't come, I wouldn't have been willing to drink it."
Su Baiyi took the teacup handed over by Su Suomo, thanked him and took a sip, then said with emotion: "This tea is clear and delicious. It tastes better than any bowl of tea I drank at the foot of the mountain."
"This tea is the best Eighteen-seed tea from Weilong Mountain, and this water is the snow water from Kunlun Mountain. The combination of the two is naturally rare in the world." Su Suomo said with a smile.
Su Baiyi put down the teacup, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.
"Tell me about your story." Su Suomo put down the teacup, "It's a pity that there is no wine on the mountain."
In the evening, the dim sunlight dyed the snow fog covering the Kunlun Mountains into a golden color. Su Baiyi stood on the edge of the cliff, looked up at the sky, and said in a deep voice: "In that illusion, I have been here before. I saw a swordsman in white clothes and white hair fall into this cliff, but he eventually reversed the long wind in the valley and let himself rise up with the wind. With the last sword, he cut through the snow fog on the mountain!"
Su Suomo smiled and said, "That's my master, his name is Su Xinghe, the sword manual you saw was left by him. Since the founding of the Su family, he is the only one who can do this. He cut through the snow fog with one sword and fought with the people on it."
"Is there someone up there?" Su Baiyi was stunned.
“Otherwise, what do you think we are guarding here for generations? What are we guarding? What are we fighting against?” Su Suomo raised his head, and the flying snow around him swirled chaotically. “After Master’s sword broke through the fog, the people up there no longer dared to come down, and we down there don’t have the ability to go up anymore. I am guarding here as the first line of defense in this world.”
"Is the one above an immortal?" Su Baiyi frowned.
"You have heard so many legends, such as this is the Taoist temple of Yuanshi Tianzun, the Queen Mother of the West's Yao Chi is in Kunlun, and the giant bird that can be boiled and eaten for tens of millions of years is rare. Do you think legends are just legends? Have you ever thought that those legends may have really existed?" Su Suomo looked at Su Baiyi.
"Ah? Could it be that..." Su Baiyi looked up at the sky, feeling a sense of fear in his heart.
"Su Han said back then that he would guard Kunlun for me for a few decades. Now he can't come. What about you? Are you willing to guard Kunlun?" Su Sumo suddenly asked.
Su Baiyi lowered his head and thought for a while: "I don't have the same great ambitions as my father. I even thought that it would be okay to live a peaceful life in Xinghua Village forever. Defending Kunlun for the world seemed unattainable to me before."
"So you're unwilling to do that?" Su Sumo smiled faintly.
Su Baiyi shook his head: "If the moment comes when I have to take on this responsibility, I won't hesitate."
"Okay, I won't die for a while anyway." Su Suomo raised his eyebrows, "Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's talk about you. You've just told me your story, but you still don't know what happened to you."
Su Baiyi said seriously: "Please help me, Mountain Master."
"You are practicing the Immortal Book passed down by the Lu family. The orthodox Immortal Book is divided into the Heart Method Volume and the Secret Method Volume. The Heart Method Volume is the Lu family's unique internal strength method, while the Secret Method Volume is the external martial arts such as swordsmanship, spearmanship, and palm skills. After practicing, you will become an extremely powerful warrior who has cultivated both internal and external skills." Su Suomo said slowly, "For example, Lu Xuanshui, whom you mentioned, is such a peerless warrior. But what you practiced is not the Immortal Book, or it is not the complete Immortal Book."
"So that's why I lose consciousness after falling asleep?" Su Baiyi asked puzzledly.
"Yes. The Lu family is good at making puppets. The so-called puppets refer to slaves who have lost consciousness and obey their orders. These slaves are extremely powerful. Except for the lack of self-awareness, they can compete with the world's top masters, just like you after entering a dream. But these slaves do not have the so-called awake and dreaming, which is a little different from you. So I said that you were made into the body of a ghost fairy." Su Suomo said in a deep voice.
"Ghost immortal body?" This was the second time Su Baiyi heard this word from Su Sumo's mouth.
"The ghost immortal body has cultivated an incomplete immortal book and possesses a top-notch martial arts foundation, but also has a certain self-awareness. After completing the Lu family's body-swapping ritual, Lu Xuanshui will completely possess your body and return it to its strongest and youngest state." Su Suomo said seriously, "And you are the body he wants!"
Su Baiyi heaved a long sigh. This was consistent with his guess. "It is indeed so. Then may I ask, Mountain Master, how do you solve this problem?"
Su Suomo shook his head: "There is no solution."