"Mr. Yuan Chun is playing chess?"

Xu Qingke stepped into the Lotus Pavilion, he stretched out a hand and gently plucked the purple lotus flower hanging in the air.

The old man in front of him, although he looks kind and old, but his identity is the national teacher of the Great Sui Tiandu City, and he has accompanied the emperor through the power of Nirvana for more than 400 years!

Mr. Yuan Chun's practice is said to be very similar to the "Taoist Sect's" one-qi transformation of the three Qings, and it is somewhat different from the ghost cultivation technique in southern Xinjiang.

Han Yue has 300 good men and women in the glass cup to make incense offerings, and when he travels, he only needs to pick up what he likes, and drape them outside the skin like clothes, and throw them off one after another when he finishes up.

It is said that Mr. Yuan Chun has at least two doppelgangers, a golden lotus flower in Tiandu and a purple lotus walking outside...... As for the third doppelganger, no one has ever seen it.

The Taoist Sect's One Qi Transformation Three Clearings Secret Technique has been lost for a long time, and whether Mr. Yuan Chun really has a third clone has been a mystery for all these years.

But there is no doubt that the combat power of these two clones is already extremely strong, a golden lotus flower sits in Tiandu City, protecting the prince's side, the ups and downs of Tiandu Imperial City over the years, no matter how big or small, cannot fall into the body of His Royal Highness Bai Jiao.

The cultivation realm of the old man can be seen from this.

And Xu Qingke is just a "person who has no cultivation".

Mr. Yuan Chun rubbed his cheeks and regained his spirits, he looked at the white-haired young strategist sitting in front of him, Xu Qingke's file had already been called up by him and read countless times...... This poor sour boy from the grassland in the western realm, with his extraordinary courage and strategy, walked into Li Bailin's sight step by step, and then obtained the power of the western realm, becoming one of the three princes of Tiandu to choose a teacher.

Life is only twenty or thirty years, where is the time to practice?

Xu Qingke said softly: "I'm playing chess." I have nothing to do, just to play a game with my husband. ”

Yuan Chun smiled and said, "That's just right." ”

The old man's fingertips were about to fall on the chess pieces on the chessboard, ready to break the endgame, rearrange the troops, and the two played a fair game and started again.

An indifferent voice sounded.

"No, I don't. ”

The white-haired Xu Qingke looked at Yuan Chun with a smile and said softly, "Let's continue like this...... Finish the game that you didn't finish. ”

Yuan Chun's heart shook slightly.

He looked up and saw that the white-haired strategist's face was strange and familiar.

Xu Qingke twisted his son and fell.

Yuan Chun was silent and responded.

One old and one young, purple robe and black robe, on both sides of the chessboard, were blown by the wind of the Lotus Pavilion.

Both of them had extremely straight backs.

Xu Qingke's expression kept smiling, he didn't look at the chessboard in his hand, but looked at the old man in front of him, Mr. Yuan Chun, who was close to the limit, seemed to be trapped by the chess game, and the endgame that had been deduced countless times was developing in a direction that he never expected...... Xu Qingke gave up the most important chess piece, and after falling into the disadvantage, his style of play was still extremely aggressive.

The atmosphere in the Lotus Pavilion fell into a dead silence.

The chess game pushes and pulls the confrontation, and the speed of the two people is in stark contrast...... The old gentleman is getting slower and slower, Xu Qingke is getting faster and faster, and the speed of falling pieces is continuous and crisp on the chessboard, like thunder blooming one after another.

A moment later.

Mr. Yuan Chun raised his head, and he didn't move again.

Xu Qingke's gentle smile looked like his chess style at this moment...... With a flaming sense of aggression.

A ridiculous thought flashed through Yuan Chun's mind.

He looked at Xu Qingke seriously.

The face of this white-haired strategist, and the bone age, were all young people in their twenties.

"After playing chess with that guy. Yuan Chun smiled and said, "I thought there might be such a day...... But I didn't think it would be today. ”

There was a pause.

The old man said hoarsely: "You came to me on purpose, just to play chess?"

Xu Qingke nodded and shook his head again.

He didn't ask who "that man" was, or where the fragment came from......

It's actually a puzzling thing.

Even if he is a chess genius and has read countless ancient chess books, it is impossible to see this endgame...... This is the game between Yuan Chun and "that person", and there is never the slightest rumor.

Yuan Chun smiled: "You are very similar to him, so I asked Long Huang and Kuce to fetch the 'Nanhua' tea, if you are not in a hurry, you can wait." ”

"I can't wait. ”

The white-haired strategist shook his head.

"I said, there is a question I want to ask Mr. ......" Xu Qingke looked at the old man, the smile on his face dissipated little by little, and he said calmly: "Yuan Chun, where is the key?"

The old man of Purple Lotus smiled dumbly.

The key.

Mr. Yuan Chun said softly, "You guess?"

The old man pressed one hand on the stone table, and countless purple lotus flowers flew out of his sleeve robe, and the coercion contained in each of them was enough to shatter a life star, and within a radius of three zhang, dozens of purple lotus flowers flew out, suppressing all over the world.

The white-haired Xu Qingke's expression was still indifferent.

Within three zhang is a piece of heaven and earth.

Within three feet, there is another heaven and earth.

The white-haired young man who had never practiced, in his sleeves, a faint golden light overflowed, and an extremely strong coercion spread out from the cuffs, and the entire stone table clicked and cracked the cobwebs, and was stalemate in the strength of the two people.

The purple lotus in the sky, with the starlight of the Nirvana realm, fell towards Xu Qingke like a storm.

Three feet away, the sky was filled with purple gas.

Within three feet, it was peaceful.

Xu Qingke's two fingers lightly pressed on the bamboo bone heart of the jade abacus, and the golden light shrouded down.

Yuan Chun narrowed his eyes, still pressed one hand on the stone table, and said, "Do you know that this is the Tiandu Lotus Pavilion?"

Xu Qingke replied with a smile: "Leaving the Lotus Pavilion, the next place to go is the Chenglong Palace." ”

Yuan Chun fell silent.

His mind scattered, but he discovered a terrible thing...... The entire Lotus Pavilion was locked by a ray of golden light, and even his divine thoughts could not be waved.

How did this white-haired strategist do it?

"Since Mr. is unwilling to explain, then he will do it himself. ”

Xu Qingke stood up, his black robe shook slightly, the golden light spread, and it shrouded Mr. Yuan Chun's head in a circle, and the moment the purple lotus touched the golden light, it was scattered into ashes.

"For more than 400 years, Mr. has been dedicated to two purposes, two doppelgangers in Tiandu City, one is a cultivation body, and the other is a cultivation soul, although it is a real Nirvana realm...... Unfortunately, if you can't be one, you're not perfect. Xu Qingke's voice carried a hint of emotion, and he said softly: "This body of the Purple Lotus should be the Nirvana cultivation body with the strongest power of the two divine souls in the world." It's a pity that they met me. ”

The white-haired strategist raised a hand and shook it slowly.

The golden bamboo slip burst out with a roaring sound.

The golden thread hanging above Yuan Chun's head was instantly retracted, the purple robe was tightly clamped, the old man's pupils contracted suddenly, and the purple lotus flower on his forehead came out of his body and slammed towards Xu Qingke.

The white-haired strategist's expression did not change in the slightest, and the abacus slipped out of his sleeve robe, blocking his chest.

Under the collision of the purple lotus, Xu Qingke's body seemed to have been hit by a boulder, his feet almost left the ground, and a gully of several feet was plowed out of the ground.

The jade abacus made by something I don't know, the jade beads were smashed to pieces, but the golden bamboo slips hidden deep in the bones were not damaged in the slightest.

Xu Qingke took a heavy breath, a little struggling.

He raised his head and looked at Mr. Yuan Chun's expression, the purple lotus flower flew out and swept back, and did not directly smash himself to the ground...... This is a technique that injures the enemy by 1,000 and inflicts 800 self-damage.

In the hands of a Nirvana realm powerhouse like Yuan Chun, he could easily destroy the soul of a Star Monarch.

This purple natal lotus, he has practiced for nearly five hundred years.

How many years can a Star Monarch live? No matter how many Star Monarchs are against the sky, they are only 300 years old!

This white-haired man in his twenties, who didn't seem to have the slightest trace of cultivation on his body...... Unscathed?

The Lotus Pavilion was in dead silence.

Xu Qingke put away his abacus and walked slowly towards Mr. Yuan Chun.

He stood in front of the old gentleman and said softly: "Your hexagram has been obscure for the past few days, and you can't account for what is about to happen in the sky...... You're not a mediocre person, and you can still guess some bits and pieces. ”

"You let those two disciples go to the Spring Breeze Tea House to get tea...... If I do wait here, I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for anything, right?"

Xu Qingke smiled and said, "So...... The key is not with you. ”

This sentence landed on the ground.

Yuan Chun's pupils contracted very lightly.

He raised his head and looked at the white-haired strategist, the secret technique of divination of the Lotus Pavilion was flowing in his pupils, he looked at Xu Qingyan, and could only see chaos and black and white.

The old man muttered, "You...... Who the hell is it?"

Xu Qingke did not answer him directly.

Instead, he continued to mumble to himself.

"The key to guard the Iron Law is so important that you don't even have it with you...... It shows that you really trust that person, is it the crown prince, Cao Ran, or those two disciples?" Xu Qingke's speed of speech did not show the slightest emotion, he shook his head, and said, "It's not the prince, and it can't be Cao Ran...... If it is in the hands of the two great masters of the Ping Demon Division...... I think I already know the answer. ”

"As for who I am......"

"Spring Breeze Tea House...... Nanhua Tea ......" Xu Qingke smiled lightly: "You should have guessed who I am in your heart...... Just can't believe it?"

He paused and said, "Without this key, I would have come too." ”

Xu Qingke exhaled a breath of turbidity, he stretched out two fingers, put them together into a line, and gently pointed at the center of the old man's eyebrows.

His finger hovered over the purple lotus, pausing slightly.

Xu Qingke's expression was solemn and calm.

He spoke to the old man.

"The lotus flowers in Tiandu have been in bloom for too long. ”

Fingertips drop.

Purple lotus flowers fell all over the sky and withered one after another.

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