Even if we meet, we should not know [new version]

It was a monk with an extremely stunning appearance. His appearance was between that of a man and a woman. This statement was not meant to belittle, but was a quite suitable description for Lin Caiyun by the other monks in Zhengwuzhou.Although this Lin Caiyun is a man, his appearance is comparable to that of a good woman.But it's not all the tenderness of a woman, and her temperament is like a gentleman in the blue, and the sky is like a cloud.

Qianqing and Lin Zichu had already heard about Lin Caiyun's title of "the most beautiful man in Zhengwuzhou". Seeing his remnant appearance today, they still couldn't help but be surprised. They just thought that this person looked so...

One point more is too weak, and one point less is not heroic. If there is a standard to measure a person's appearance, then Lin Caiyun's appearance is undoubtedly the standard that can be used by all the ancestors in the four continents.

When Qianqing was about 20 years old, she looked at my family and Baizang Xianzun, hoping that he could get married as soon as possible, and searched around for beautiful men and women, just hoping to catch Qianqing's eyes.

Qianqing has seen many beauties of all kinds.

And Lin Zichu only recognized Qianqing in his heart.

So at the beginning, when they saw Lin Caiyun's beautiful appearance, they were both stunned, but after a while, they came back to their senses and didn't look any more.

On the contrary, it was Elder Deng Lin, although he grew up with Lin Caiyun since he was a child, the face that should have been familiar and tired of seeing him now made him at a loss.

The old fairy Deng Lin looked at Lin Caiyun, who was alive, sitting beside the chessboard.

He was still wearing the robe, just like that day.

That day...

Elder Deng Lin couldn't help taking a step forward, wanting to get closer to Lin Caiyun, to sit beside him, or to touch him.

The moment Deng Lin raised his legs and took a step, the man sitting cross-legged on the edge of the chessboard suddenly said:

"Under the Zhengyang Immortal Sect, look at me Qianqing, Lin Zichu. The third level, 'Stars and Chess Spread', is for the two of you to play chess with me. Which of the two of you will come first?"

Old Immortal Deng Lin's footsteps froze and stopped in mid-air.

Qian Qing walked forward from behind him, and said: "Look at my kid, first come and ask senior for advice."

After saying that, he ignored the old fairy Deng Lin who was standing aside, went straight to Lin Caiyun and sat down.

He just listened to the old fairy Deng Lin's previous warning, instead of sitting on the original futon, he drew another suspended formation.

Lin Zichu followed Qian Qing and sat by the chessboard, apparently intending to watch the chess game.

After Qianqing took her seat, Lin Caiyun said: "I will pass on the knowledge about Xingluoqi to you. Just remember it."

"it is good."

"In the first round, I'll let you play fifteen."

"..."

After saying this, Qian Qing couldn't help being startled, he narrowed his eyes, and looked at Lin Caiyun dangerously.

In ordinary Go, having three players can already affect the outcome.The number of crosses is a situation that can only occur between beginners and masters.

Although he didn't know what was going on with Xingluoqi, but when he said that he wanted to let the fifteen sons, he either looked down on Qianqing, or he had a lot of confidence in his own strength.

Qian Qing sneered, and said, "Okay, so arrogant. What if you lose?"

Lin Caiyun smiled, shook his head, and did not speak.

Picking up the sunspots with his right hand, after placing fifteen pieces for Qian Qing, he said:

"You are black."

"..."

Qian Qing looked at Lin Caiyun suspiciously.

Amao, who had been obediently huddled on Qianqing's shoulder, also stood up at this time, climbed up to the top of the master's head, waved her big pincers threateningly at Lin Caiyun, and screamed in protest.

Qianqing raised her hand to grab Amao off his head, and stuffed it into her cuff to make him quiet.

Then he held Heizi and said, "I want to learn some lessons."

Amao poked out his furry head from Qianqing's cuff, and grinned at the handsome monk, revealing his pitch-black fangs.

But after all, he cared about his master's warning and didn't dare to speak out.After a while, she quietly climbed back to Qianqing's shoulder, and quietly shrank back.

Click, click, click.

Qianqing fell quickly, and time passed slowly amidst the clear and crisp knocking sound.

Old Fairy Deng Lin still looked at Lin Caiyun's face, as if a weight had dropped from his heart, it was so heavy that he couldn't speak.

This is not Lin Caiyun.

If it was real Lin Caiyun, he would not speak differently to himself.

This is just a remnant soul, a remnant soul engraved with Lin Caiyun's deepest obsession after death, that obsession supported the remnant soul to come here to play chess with the inheritor.

this is not him...

Old fairy Deng Lin's lips moved slightly, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, but he didn't say anything.

Confused in my heart, why?

Looking at my son of a bitch, he said that he loves Lin Caiyun.

……how is this possible?

520 million years ago, Zhengwuzhou, in a slum.

There is a female cultivator with a fairy spirit, standing by the rushing river.

On the river bank, squatting a thin and dirty little boy, lying on the ground, holding water in his hands.

The turbid river water flowed away from his fingers. The boy lowered his head and leaned forward, opening his mouth to swallow.

"What's your name, baby?"

The thin boy turned his head and looked at the nun.

Seeing that she was neatly dressed and her demeanor was refined, she felt jealous and ashamed, so she couldn't help tugging at the torn clothes on her body.After a while, he murmured and replied:

"My name is... Deng Shisan."

The nun froze for a moment, then asked, "Deng Shisan?"

"Yes, my surname is Deng, and I am my mother's No. 13 son."

"Good boy," the female cultivator took a few steps forward and moved in front of the little boy in an instant.This exquisite footwork, to Deng Shisan now, is like magic.It made him open his eyes suddenly.

"That's just a title, not your name."

Deng Shisan showed confused eyes: "...what is my name?"

"That's up to you to answer."

The nun smiled, and stretched out her slender hand to caress the boy's forehead.

After a long time, she said:

"I and you have a relationship of master and apprentice. Today, I see that you are extremely talented and have the appearance of enlightenment. My child, would you like to worship me as a teacher?"

Back then, the skinny and dirty children in the slums bid farewell to their hometown and embarked on the road of seeking immortality and Taoism.

20 years later, Zhengwuzhou, the pillar of Optimus.

"The apprentice of Zimo Sanren is really amazing. When he opened the veins back then, he had the highest aptitude, not to mention. In just a few years, he has already achieved the golden elixir!"

"That's right, the way Deng Shisan cultivated is the way of controlling beasts. This way is difficult, and monks who choose this way must have a strong consciousness to tame the beasts. They must also have great perseverance to stand out."

"That's right. After Brother Deng Shisan obtained the golden elixir, he defeated the dog emperor Zhao Gan, Niu Zun and Sun Li, and repelled the big devils Zhou Wu and Zheng Shi. It can be said that he is one of the golden elixir cultivation bases. Beast Familiar No.1!"

"The monks of the same age should be led by Deng Shisan."

"No," another monk shook his head and said, "No. Brother, have you forgotten? Among the monks of the same age, there is a very powerful character. That person has no father, no mother, no master, no sect, and he is alone , has already cultivated a high-level foundation building, and it is only one step away from turning into a golden core!"

The man suddenly said: "Yes, why did you forget him! Yes, that's right, Lin Caiyun, he has the body of a cold dragon lying in snow, and his aptitude is not lower than that of Deng Shisan. It's a pity that he is a gentleman on the beam, which is despicable. But I don’t know if the two of them get together, who will win the battle.”

At that time, not only other monks, but also Deng Shisan himself was thinking about it.

The one who was born at the same time as himself was intoxicated by thousands of female cultivators and was called "the most beautiful man in Zhengwuzhou". Compared with the person named Lin Caiyun, who is more powerful?

Deng Shisan thought with some uncertainty, maybe he was stronger.

Soon, the two of them had a chance to fight.

On that day, Deng Shisan accepted the list of rewards issued by other sects, and chased down the key criminals in exchange for the elixir he wanted.

On the way to track, he ran into Lin Caiyun who was being beaten by other monks.

Lin Caiyun, who was at a high level of foundation building, was against ten with one opponent, and his opponents were all middle-level Golden Cores with a higher level of cultivation than him.With such a big advantage, the enemy still couldn't take Lin Caiyun smoothly, and was delayed by him for a long time.

Deng Shisan stood on the side of the pine tree trunk, with his arms folded, looking at Lin Caiyun who was beaten by the group from top to bottom.

Seeing that Lin Caiyun's appearance is really as beautiful as in the legend, even if his face is covered with dust in the fierce battle, he still confuses people's hearts.

He held a blue sword in his hand, exuding an astonishing chill all over his body.

It's just that the sword doesn't seem to fit well, and it's forced to shiver by the master's cold.

After watching for a while, Deng Shisan knew that Lin Caiyun would win.

So he squeezed a sound-enhancing formula on the trunk of the pine tree, and said:

"Lin Caiyun, wait for you to defeat these ten people, and then compete with me again."

Lin Caiyun was tired of parrying and didn't say a word.

"If you don't agree, I will chase you all the way and spread the news of your injury everywhere."

Lin Caiyun pursed her lips and remained silent.

"I believe there will be many people willing to chase and kill you, just like the ten fellow Taoists next to you."

Lin Caiyun slashed fiercely with his right hand, only to hear one person groaning in pain, and a splash of blood instantly splashed in the air.

Lin Caiyun gasped for breath.Obviously, if he wants to win, he needs to pay a great price.

Thinking of this, Lin Caiyun stood with his sword in his hands, took a breath, and said loudly:

"Brother on the tree, if you want to compete with me, please spare no effort to invite these fellow Taoists to leave for me, how about it?

"Why should I help you?"

"It's really difficult to win these fellow Taoists." Lin Caiyun bit his lower lip and lowered his eyes. "I implore brother to help my younger brother and save my life. I will be grateful in the future."

This Lin Caiyun's appearance is really fatal, and his blood-stained appearance still can't cover up his bright moon and star-like appearance. Deng Shisan was almost dumbfounded, and really didn't know whether to jump off the tree trunk to help.

The few monks who besieged Lin Caiyun next to him heard the words and shouted: "Don't listen to him!"

"Lin Caiyun is a thief who steals people's property, and now he has become a street rat."

"This fellow Taoist, if you save him, you will be in the same rank as him, and you will despise him for the righteous way!"

Lin Caiyun sneered, and said: "Yes, my behavior is really unsightly, but the few fellow Taoists who sneaked up on me don't seem to be so upright. Brother on the tree trunk, if you are afraid, just leave, don't take advantage of it. After you're tired from fighting, take advantage of others. Even if Lin is desperate, he will never let you take advantage of him!"

Deng Shisan was the most irritated person. Hearing this, he said angrily, "Who is afraid?"

Step forward with your right foot and jump down from the sky-high tree trunk.