It's late at night.

The land of the West Cool.

In the camp, Xiang Shaoyun's eyes suddenly opened, and the terrifying qi and blood were stirring in the camp again.

His eyes were red, and on his neck, the roots of the green tendons bulged up.

He raised his head, his hair scattered like steel needles, and within his burly body, there was a terrifying sound, and the air trembled in a slight arc.

"Immortals!"

Xiang Shaoyun's eyes were like torches, with anger and humiliation that could not be concealed.

What about even immortals?

Why let him kneel!

He is Shaoyun, does not kneel to the sky, does not kneel to the ground...... No one in the world could bear his knees.

The roar, like a beast's roar, resounded continuously, deafening, as if the people who heard it would explode their bodies in their blood and qi.

Two wisps of aura wrapped around his thick arms.

"Less Cloud ......"

In the distance, a gentle voice sounded.

The girl bathed in the moonlight, beautiful and picturesque, with worry in her eyes, looking at Xiang Shaoyun with tenderness.

Xiang Shaoyun covered his face and shook his head, hearing Luo Mingsang's worried voice, he was the mood in his heart stabilized.

However, the humiliation in my heart still can't be dissipated.

He is the overlord of Xijun, the lord of Xiliang, even if he is an immortal, he is not qualified to let him kneel.

Luo Mingsang was soft and weak, gentle as water, and walked to Xiang Shaoyun's side, encircling his broad chest.

"You've got to change your temper. ”

"Now you are the commander-in-chief, you can't be so willful, you have to think twice about many things, don't be rash, you have to think more, many things can not be solved by force. ”

Luo Mingsang's voice was very gentle, and the irritability on Xiang Shaoyun's face began to melt.

He touched Luo Mingsang's hair, greedily sniffed the fragrance between the girl's hair, and smiled.

"Mingsang, you're wrong, there's nothing that can't be solved by force, there are ...... That only shows that there is not enough force. ”

Xiang Shaoyun said domineeringly.

"Originally, I thought that now I am the peak of the Great Zhou Martial Dao, but I was wrong, after getting the Immortal Yuan, I realized that after the peak of the martial arts, there is a wider world......"

Xiang Shaoyun raised his hand, and two wisps of spiritual warmth flowed smoothly in his palm.

"You are now the commander of the Thirteen Paths Princes, don't be distracted by these things, when you reach the top and establish a dynasty, I won't stop you from pursuing the Martial Dao Immortal Yuan, but before that, you must worry, after all...... Cooperating with hundreds of schools of thought is tantamount to seeking skin with a tiger. ”

Luo Mingsang's tender little hands, drawing circles on Xiang Shaoyu's chest, whispered.

The corners of Xiang Shaoyu's mouth were raised, rubbing Luo Mingsang's green silk, and his eyes looked out of the tent, his eyes were blazing.

"I said, I want you to be the king's woman, this country is fought for you, this dynasty, I will stand for you. ”

"As for the hundred schools...... Oh, when I reach the top of the day, it is the time to depose the hundred schools. ”

"Mingsang, you can rest assured. ”

......

Great Zhou Dynasty, Imperial Capital.

Book Pavilion.

Yu Wenxiu opened his eyes from the recliner, shame and anger flashed in his eyes, and after a long time, he calmed down.

"Your Majesty, how can you get the fairy fate?"

A gentle voice rang out in the quiet room.

The candle flame burns quietly.

The white-haired old man in a plain robe and hanging straw sandals looked at Yu Wenxiu with a ruddy and kind face.

In his hand, he held a letter from his coachman.

He read the contents of the letter, but there was no abnormality on his face.

"National teacher, it can be regarded as a fairy fate. ”

Yu Wenxiu rubbed her eyebrows, a little uncertain, and said.

"Sort of?"

The national teacher was puzzled.

Yu Wenxiu hesitated for a moment, but still told the story of the preaching platform.

"The Land of Immortals...... Wolong Ridge?"

The national teacher stroked his white beard, and his old face showed a contemplative look.

After that, the national teacher got up, walked slowly, and took out an old and yellowed drawing from the pile of bookshelf, on which the topographic catalogue of various places was hastily drawn.

"Lying like a dragon, entrenched in Beiluo ......"

"Is Wolongling a hundred miles outside of Beiluo City?"

The national teacher's finger tapped at the North Los Angeles marker, thoughtfully.

"Your Majesty, in today's world, there are frequent people who have received immortal fate, and the situation has become even more confusing than before. ”

The national teacher put away the catalogue, coughed, and said.

"Your Majesty is a godsend, according to what Your Majesty said, there are two other godsenders who don't know their identities......"

"And Lu Ping'an in Beiluo City, the old man judged that he was suspected of being a godsend, and he had an entourage under his command, who could be separated by a sword, and he was also suspected of being a godsend......"

"It is difficult to say how many God-given people there are in the world, and chaos is frequent, but this ...... But it is the hope of Da Zhou to break the game. ”

The national teacher coughed, but his old eyes were as bright as stars.

Hope for a game-breaker?

Yu Wenxiu's eyes are also bright, the current situation in Dazhou, as the son of heaven, of course he can see it clearly.

In troubled times, the princes gathered a large army, and the momentum was like a bamboo, and they came in a row.

And because of the war and the rampant bandits, the Great Zhou basically lost control of the place.

Now, I can only huddle in the imperial capital.

"National teacher, a godsend, can you really help me break the situation in Da Zhou?"

Yu Wenxiu asked with some excitement.

"You are the Son of Heaven, if you can be assisted by the heaven-giver, you will definitely be able to settle the world......"

"Even, the dismissal of the hundred schools is no longer empty talk. ”

The national teacher stroked his white beard, looked out the window, the starry sky in the middle of the night, and said leisurely.

"Your Majesty rest early, the old man has to go to Beiluo ...... tomorrow"

National Teacher's Road.

Hearing this, Yu Wenxiu arched his hand towards the old man and retreated.

The old man looked at the eunuchs who were waiting outside the library with a kind face, and hugged the departing Yu Wenxiu, his eyes gradually gentle.

He lay back in his rocking chair and coughed softly.

"The older you get, the more useless you are, and I don't know how many times I can worry about Your Majesty. ”

The candle flame flickered deeper and deeper.

With a somewhat helpless sigh.

......

"Chess?"

In the dark, Lu Fan was slightly stunned.

Unexpectedly, this reward actually broke out a chess game.

Is this because even the system dislikes his stinky basket?

Lu Fan pursed his lips, his heart moved, and he received the reward.

"Chess game "Yi Tianshi": Xuanjie under the quality of the soul heart method (can be improved), according to the score, visualize the chess situation, can restore the strength of the soul, and forge and condense the strength of the soul. ”

"Hint: With the "Creation of Xuan Qi Refining Chapter", the speed of independent gas refining can be increased. ”

Airplanes......

In my mind, a chess game formed by the placement of black and white chess pieces emerged.

Lu Fan was in a trance for a while, and a picture seemed to appear in front of his eyes.

Under a vigorous old pine tree with years, there are two figures sitting at both ends of the chessboard, the wind blows, the leaves fall, the two drink tea and play a game.

Lu Fan opened his eyes, felt something, thoughtfully took the chessboard, put it on his leg, took out the chess pieces from the chess box, and landed them according to the pendulum on "Yi Tianshi".

A total of nine chess games are recorded in the chess game "Yi Tianshi", which are becoming more and more difficult from shallow to deep.

In the first game, it was called "Mountains and Rivers Bureau", with a total of 32 sunspots and 29 whites.

In the dead of night.

The rhythmic sound of falling children resounded unhurriedly.

And the more he falls, the more energetic he becomes, and the strength of the soul that was originally consumed is gradually restored to perfection between the study of the chess game.

This fall is a night.

......

Following.

Lu Pan put away the chess pieces on the chessboard one by one and stretched his waist.

I didn't sleep all night, but the whole person was extremely spiritual, and the strength of the soul was completely restored.

There was a rustling sound, and there was a knock on the vermilion carved wooden door.

Lu Fan responded.

Ning Zhao, Yi Yue, and Ni Yu pushed the door in.

Ni Yu was holding hot water, her pretty face was flushed with heat, and Yi Yue was holding breakfast.

"Early. ”

Lu Fan said with a smile.

A good day starts in the morning.

Enjoying the service of the three maidservants, I had breakfast.

The vermilion carved wooden door opens.

Ning Zhao pushed the wheelchair unhurriedly, Yiyue held an umbrella for Lu Fan, and Ni Yu carried the chessboard on his back, following suit.

in the yard.

Jing Yue woke up early, rubbed his hands, and looked at Lu Fan, who was sitting in a wheelchair with a white robe, and suddenly burst into a smile.

"Childe is early. ”

Jingyue Road.

Lu Fan glanced at Jing Yue and nodded.

As soon as his eyes turned, he fell on Mo Tianyu, who was buried in the courtyard and only had a head left.

Mo Tianyu is not dead yet, but his appearance is extremely miserable, and his hair is messy.

"Take care of him, if he dies, he runs away, and he is looking for you. ”

Lu Fan Road.

The smile on Jing Yue's face suddenly froze.

"Sister Ning, go to the island in the middle of the lake, Bai Yujing. ”

Lu Fan supported his chin with one hand, and put the other hand on the thin wool blanket spread on his knees, and said.

"Wow. ”

Ning Zhao chuckled, pushed the wheelchair and went out, and Ni Yu and Yi Yue hurriedly followed.

In the courtyard, the empty Jingyue was lonely and guarding Mo Tianyu's head.

Out of the small courtyard, Nie Changqing led Nie Shuang, who had already gotten up early to exercise and was covered in sweat, waiting outside.

Lu Fan bowed slightly, and Nie Changqing followed behind with Nie Shuang.

The group left the Lu Mansion, got into the carriage, and headed for the island in the middle of the lake.

And at this moment.

Outside North Los Angeles.

Five horses galloped.

The carriage swayed, and when it reached the city, it gradually slowed down.

Under the gate of North Los Angeles.

Lu Changkong was dressed in a brocade robe, and his side, Luo Yue, Luo Cheng, father and son, were also wearing plain clothes and waiting.

The carriage gradually approached.

Stopping in front of the city gate, Lu Changkong's eyes froze.

He stepped forward, folded his palms, and bowed to speak.

"Greetings to the national teacher. ”