Fake B took a deep breath, his tone was quite uncalm.

"The situation I set up with falsehood is to allow the Xingdao Sect to live in that fake, non-existent dream of salvation for generations to come."

"And Bai Qing, haha, he is amazing."

Fake B chuckled and said: "Li Chuyi, you should understand this matter clearly. After all, you have experienced it yourself."

"Back then, Bai Qing was in the Eastern Cultivation Realm and caused two great catastrophes. It really seemed like the world was destroyed."

"However, those two catastrophes seemed to destroy the earth, but in fact, they were just caused by him using the power of the fake immortal life. They will automatically dissipate when the time is up."

Fake B shook his head and added: "It just so happens that this guy is a showman, and he even gave two hints."

"One is 'Buying Time' and the other is 'Mirror Flower'. They both say that these two tribulations are fake and will disperse like bubbles at the touch of a touch."

"It's a pity that you had too little knowledge at that time. You didn't know what immortal destiny was, and you had no contact with people who cultivated immortal destiny, so you didn't know that all this was false."

At this time, Fake B sighed lightly.

"After that, in order to lead the entire Eastern cultivation world to escape this disaster, you personally sent them into the gate of life in the gate of walking."

"Unexpectedly, the world behind the door is the real dead end for the sentient beings in the Eastern world, where there is death but no life."

"I have to say that at this point, I have admitted that I have lost."

"The game Bai Qing laid is undoubtedly more creative."

Fake B looked at Bai Qing with admiration in his eyes, as if he was looking at a close friend.

"The calamity of annihilation is false, and the gate of life is also false."

"After going through all the hard work, I suddenly found out that I personally sent everyone around me to death."

"This is really the finishing touch, killing people and killing people's hearts."

"I lost to Bai Qing in the first game. It was not unfair."

At this time, Fake B smiled at Li Chuyi again.

"Don't blame me for this debt."

"From the beginning to the end, I only deceived the young man who founded the Xingdao Sect."

"As for everything else, Bai Qing did it."

After hearing Fake B's long explanation, everyone present knew what Li Chuyi had gone through back then.

And this is just a competition between two fake repairmen.

Sui Xin, the old monk, and passerby A all looked over, but they saw the young figure standing there silently without much reaction.

At this time, Bai Qing's voice, still so refreshing, suddenly sounded in Li Chuyi's heart.

'Ahem, actually when I did this, I knew it well and knew that you would be able to hold on in the end. '

Li Chuyi: "???"

He turned around and saw that Bai Qing was smiling with a calm look on his face.

'What do you mean? ', he also asked in his heart.

The next moment, Bai Qing's voice came again.

'You should know that my fake body is in the life world and is everywhere. '

'So by coincidence, I once saw a fourteen-year-old boy climbing up a thousand-foot mountain step by step. '

’ Then, I took out three sticks of incense from nowhere, and opened my mouth to recognize the way of heaven as my father. '

'However, he succeeded. '

'Actually, I just had more of a false identity and I happened to see it. It makes sense, right? '

Li Chuyi: "..."

He didn't know what to say. Bai Qing actually knew from the very beginning that he worshiped Heaven as his father.

Li Chuyi took a deep breath. No matter what, the truth about the tragedy in the Western Cultivation Realm, as well as everything that happened in the Eastern Cultivation Realm that year, the causes and consequences were completely clear.

At this time, Bai Qing said: "Li Chuyi, as I told you before, the matter of cultivating the world in the East is not over yet."

"Because the three wins out of five games that determine the ownership of the Heart Monument are still going on."

"Fugui and Qian Yi, what round are they in now?"

Li Chuyi looked toward the center of the field. Fugui, the jeweled woman, was still sitting cross-legged facing each other.

"This is the fourth inning."

The one who answered aloud was actually the soul of the stele.

He continued: "The second of the five rounds happened five hundred years ago between Jie Yi and another practitioner who cultivated the immortal life of Jie Yi."

"In the end, borrowing B wins."

"As for the third game, it happened two hundred years ago between Gambling B and another gambler."

"Two people bet on their lives, and one bets on the victory."

Li Chu nodded, raised his hands and saluted the other party.

"So the current situation is that our side has won one round, and the Life Stealer has won two rounds."

"In other words, this fourth game is already match point?"

When passerby A heard this, he spread his hands helplessly.

"Who says it's not the case? Fugui has been sitting here with that woman for hundreds of years, and the ink is very clear."

Li Chuyi said he understood. This time his eyes fell on Mi Dou, but now he was Xi Yi.

"Xi Yi, I would like to ask, why did the White Mist World and the Eastern Cultivation World merge?"

Hearing this, Xi Yi just touched the doll on his waist and did not hide it.

"Li Chuyi, you should know that there is now a barrier in the sky outside."

"That was set by the Great Qiantian Dao here. It doesn't want us to leave with the heart-character tablet."

"And this white mist world was transformed by the monks of Wen Zong who survived by chance. Although the rules of this world were derived from this Fang Daqian, they are logically chaotic."

"We also integrated the Eastern Cultivation Realm into it, and then we can get it behind the heart-character tablet."

"You can escape by simply using the merged white mist world to collide with the barrier."

Li Chu's eyes narrowed slightly, examining the familiar figure of the other party.

He said coldly: "You don't hide your intentions. It seems that you are already confident."

Next, Li Chuyi also joined the waiting team.

They couldn't understand the game between Fugui and the woman at all.

And this wait is another ten years.

Finally, the two people in the middle of the field slowly opened their eyes and then stood up.

Seeing this situation, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, they no longer had to wait, and they were almost dying of anxiety.

"Fugui, what's going on?" Passerby A asked quickly.

At this time, Fugui tidied his head.

The short, fat and dark figure looked out of place among a group of people like them.

He said: "So far, this fellow Taoist Qian Yi and I have only had a draw, and there is no winner."

"The reason why we sit there cross-legged and not move is because in Qian Zixian's life, money will always flow to those who understand it better."

Fugui couldn't help scratching his head and continued: "It's just that the belongings of Taoist friend Qian Yi and I have not moved in a hundred years."

"It shows that we both have similar understandings of money."

Not far away, the vague figure of the stele soul spoke at the right moment.

"In all games, there is no such thing as a draw. There must be a winner or loser."

Fugui nodded.

"I know, so we decided to change the way to win or lose."

In the eyes of everyone's doubts.

A woman with wealth, jewels, and pure golden eyes.

The two of them took out a copper coin at the same time.

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