The most intelligent general in the world

Chapter 252: Keeping the Soul

Zhang Liang nodded gently. "What kind of organization are you? Since you have such strength, why don't you solve these problems yourself?"

The man in black shook his head slightly.

"There was only one chance, and I missed it. Now I give it to you. If you succeed, not only can I leave this world, but you will also gain unparalleled power. However, if you fail, I'm afraid you will die. I was able to escape at the beginning, thanks to the full protection of my uncle and others. Now they no longer have this ability, so you only have one chance. Success means survival, and failure means death. You know more than them, and you should know what it means to be torn apart."

In real life, the soul can still reincarnate after death.

However, here, once you die, your soul will dissipate without a trace and you will disappear from this world forever.

Zhang Liang took a deep breath. Since he couldn't refuse, he had no choice but to face it.

The man in black nodded. There will be another test tomorrow. If you pass, you will know everything. If you fail, death will still be waiting for you. Go to bed early!

After saying that, the man in black slowly disappeared, and Zhang Liang walked back slowly with a smile.

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The next day, before they set out, the man in black appeared in front of them and said calmly, "Follow me!"

Dongjun was about to ask Zhang Liang who he was, but Zhang Liang shook his head and said, "I don't know who he is, but he arranged everything that happened to us."

Zhang Liang and Dongjun followed the man in black and moved forward.

At noon they came to a mausoleum of gigantic proportions, far larger than any they had seen before.

The man in black walked to the front of the mausoleum and suddenly had three more incense sticks in his hand.

After lighting, insert it in front of the mausoleum.

"Master, we are here, please come out! This is the tester."

Wisps of green smoke rose from the tomb, interweaving with the smoke from the incense and candles lit by the men in black, and gradually condensed into a human shape.

He was an old man in a white robe with a kind face. You could tell that he had once been a very gentle person.

The man in black retreated behind the old man.

"Yan'er told me yesterday that it's both luck and disaster for you to be here. Let's not waste any more time and get started!"

The amiable old man in white robe waved his hand, and a chessboard with a chess endgame on it appeared in front of him.

The old man said, "Play a game of chess with me. As long as you can solve this endgame, you will pass and know everything. If you fail, you will die. This is not a simple game of chess. Once you step onto this chessboard, your fate is closely linked to the chess pieces in your hand. If you fail, your life will be absorbed by all the chess pieces."

Zhang Liang nodded and was about to step forward when Dong Jun suddenly stopped him and said, "Let me do this. You've done a lot. It's my turn now."

After speaking to Zhang Liang, Dong Jun turned to the old man and said, "Grandpa, can I join in?"

The old man nodded: "Since you can come here, you are destined to be together. It's okay. You are two sides of the same coin. Since you are replacing him, then come on."

Dongjun nodded and walked slowly towards the chessboard. In front of him was the endgame waiting to be solved.

Dongjun holds the white chess pieces. On the chessboard, the white chess pieces are in a precarious situation. In just a few steps, the black chess pieces can surround and kill the white chess pieces.

Looking at the chess game in front of him, Dongjun picked up the first white chess piece and felt as if his vitality was injected into it.

Dongjun has a secret that has been hidden for many years, a secret that even Donghuang Taiyi doesn't know.

When he was a child, he had an adventure: in the mountains near his hometown, there was a crazy Taoist priest, whose identity was unknown, and he carried a wine pot all day long.

Once by accident, Dongjun broke into a Taoist temple and found the Taoist playing chess alone.

Dongjun was very young at that time. He asked in a trembling voice: "Uncle, who are you playing chess with?"

The Taoist replied: "I am playing chess with the world."

From that day on, Dongjun often went to the Taoist temple. A few years later, the Taoist taught him the art of chess. Three or four years later, the Taoist passed away. Dongjun never played chess again, and never played against anyone. This was a secret he kept secret.

Although the white chess pieces on the chessboard were in a critical situation, Dong Jun found that it was not a dead end and there was still hope. After a few moves, the old man smiled and said, "Very good."

The style of the chess game changed instantly, full of murderous intent. Dongjun gradually fell into the game, feeling that he was the white chess pieces, and the black chess pieces in front of him turned into a black dragon, trying to devour him.

Dong Jun launched a counterattack, using the chess method taught by the old Taoist priest, and the white chess pieces, which were originally in danger, gradually connected into a large net. In the center of the net was the black dragon, and as Dong Jun made his moves, the black dragon was slowly trapped.

The last piece fell, and the Black Dragon was trapped in the net and was completely strangled.

Dong Jun came back to his senses. The old man in white robe in front of him smiled and said, "Very good, very good. The thousand-year chess game has finally been cracked. Congratulations on passing. Your chess skills are extraordinary and your potential is huge. I believe you will become the eternal chess saint in the future."

Dong Jun quickly stood up and thanked him: "Thank you for your praise, senior."

The old man in the white robe glanced at them and said, "Come with me to a place and I will tell you everything that happened."

Dongjun and Zhang Liang nodded. The man in black took out a box, and the old man in white robe turned into smoke and instantly got into the box.

Looking at Zhang Liang and Dong Jun, the man in black explained: "My master's soul is weak, and he usually stays underground to recuperate. If he wants to go out, he must use this magic weapon to keep his soul from dispersing."

Zhang Liang roughly understood it, but Dongjun looked confused.

Zhang Liang smiled and said to him, "Let's go, you'll know when you get there."