Chapter 5: The Sword on the Chessboard

Jun Chen looked at the deep back of his father-in-law, who was dressed in black, full of solemnity, Jun Chen suddenly felt very moved.

When he first came out of the desert, he was alone, looking around, without relatives and for no reason, and he was incompatible with this world, it was the person in front of him who gave him shelter and told himself that he was not afraid, with him, no one could bully him.

It is also the person in front of him, who slowly gave himself a sense of home after losing his master.

Although I still don't understand, in this indifferent wilderness, why is he so good to himself who is not related by blood, and even ...... For himself, he gave up the position of the palace master of Tianfeng Palace, who could call the wind and rain.

Jun Chen followed Han Ke to an attic in the depths of the Han Mansion, the attic was simple and vicissitudes, as if it had gone through endless years, for some reason, Jun Chen faintly felt that there was something in the attic to summon him.

This feeling, the closer you go, the stronger it becomes.

"Chen'er, this is the most important place in Hanfu, and it is also ...... A way out, if you have no way to go in the future, you can come here, and it should save your life. Han Ke's solemn voice suddenly came.

Jun Chen was slightly stunned, and then smiled: "With a righteous father, what is there to be afraid of?"

Although he didn't know about his father-in-law's cultivation, Jun Chen could also be sure that there were few opponents in Tianfeng City.

"Maybe. ”

Han Ke's expression was gloomy, he could feel that the Tianfeng City, which was now calm, had already been surging underground, and a lot of news came, he had a hunch, it wouldn't take too long for Tianfeng City to have a change that even he couldn't stop, he gave up the position of the palace master of the Tianfeng Academy, not for anything else, just to protect Junchen in this accident.

As Jun Chen got closer and closer to the attic, the sense of summoning became stronger and stronger, making Jun Chen unable to deny that it was an illusion.

At this moment, the power of fate and the power of the stars in Jun Chen's body were agitated, like mountains and flowing water, and the piano met a bosom friend.

"Many years ago, when I went out to practice, I encountered an irresolvable crisis in a dangerous place, but fortunately, a powerful senior happened to pass by and rescued me. Han Ke's voice was a little distant, "Then I practiced with him, and the longer I stayed with him, the more I felt that he was unfathomable, and there were many times when I wanted to worship him as a teacher, but he said that I was not talented enough, and he only accepted one disciple in his life......"

Jun Chen noticed that his father-in-law was irrepressibly sad when he said this.

"Later, I returned to Tianfeng City, and at the same time brought back a teleportation array disk and a mysterious thing given by that senior, and the senior said that the person who appeared from the teleportation array in the future would be his personal disciple, let me protect him to grow up, and give that mysterious thing to that person. Han Ke paused, stared at Jun Chen, and continued: "That senior not only saved my life, but also passed on my Dao, I have already entrusted my life, so all these years, I have been waiting for that person to appear. ”

After listening to Han Ke's words, Jun Chen vaguely guessed something......

"I've always wondered how rebellious the talent of that senior's personal disciple was, until three years ago, an unconscious young man appeared on the teleportation array, and that young man didn't have the slightest aura fluctuation on his body......"

"That young man is me, right? Father-in-law, is that senior a man with white hair...... Slightly hunched back...... I also like to hold a ...... The crutches that don't slip in the dark?" Jun Chen said in a trembling voice, tears were already in his eyes, but he forcibly held back.

Han Ke didn't answer, he gently touched Jun Chen's head, looked at the attic in front of him and said, "Go in and see what your master left for you." ”

Jun Chen turned around, took a step, and slowly walked into the attic.

In the center of the attic, there is a sandalwood table, and there is a quaint chessboard on the tabletop, Jun Chen slowly picked it up, and a sense of intimacy immediately came, as if he was born like this, staring at it, the chessboard has sixty-four grids, thirty-two grids are black, revealing profundity, and the other thirty-two grids are not white, and ...... Blue.

As soon as the thought turned, Jun Chen injected the power of fate and the power of the stars in his body into it, and suddenly the chessboard shone brightly, and a black ancient sword appeared on it, a red silk thread loomed in the middle of the sword body, Jun Chen seemed to be able to smell the blood on the silk thread, and he could almost instantly determine that this red line was formed by absorbing blood.

At this time, an old voice came from the chessboard, "Chen'er, only with the heart as the seal can you recognize the master." ”

However, Jun Chen did not do it immediately, after three years, he heard the voice of the master again, and the sourness in his heart was beyond measure, obviously, the predecessor of the father-in-law was undoubtedly the master.

Even if he is gone, there is still a legacy alive, how can he not understand the good intentions of the old man?

For a long time, Jun Chen's heart became a seal, and he went to the black sword, and the method of recognizing the lord with the heart seal is different from recognizing the lord by dripping blood, but it is obviously more advanced, and it is more difficult to be snatched after the magic weapon recognizes the master.

With the integration of the heart seal, Black Sword established a connection with Jun Chen, and a stream of information entered Jun Chen's mind.

"Breaking the stone from the sky, melting the cold iron of ten thousand years, consuming countless Neidan, taking the blood of the dragon, quenching it in the heavenly fire for a hundred years, Fang Cheng is a sword, and the sword is born with nine tribulations, hence the name, nine tribulations. ”

Nine Tribulation Sword ...... Jun Chen held it in his hand, as if there was infinite power contained in it, and the aura was unimpeded in it. Jun Chen took a strand of hair and put it on top of the sword blade to let it fall freely, and when the hair touched the sword edge, it was quietly broken into two sections, and Jun Chen gasped when he saw the scene in front of him...... It's really nitpicking, what kind of sword did the master leave him?

Being able to inject spiritual energy is already a weapon at the level of the Spirit Body Hearing Dao, but looking at this Nine Tribulation Sword, it must be a divine weapon that far surpasses the Spirit Body Hearing Dao level.

Gathering his mind, Jun Chen looked at the chessboard in front of him again, his mind moved, his heart was integrated into it, the chessboard recognized the master, and then gradually shrunk, and after turning into a small point, it actually merged into Jun Chen's eyebrows, no matter how Jun Chen called, there was no movement.

In desperation, Jun Chen had no choice but to look at the sword in his hand again, this Nine Tribulation Sword was simple and dull, but the red blood line looked a little weird. When he was curious, Jun Chen flashed his aura and injected the aura mixed with the power of fate into it, and the light of the Nine Tribulations Sword erupted, as if it was about to riot, and the aura was withdrawn, Jun Chen probably understood the use of this sword, and then injected the spiritual power of the stars, and the same fluctuation came.

Immediately, Jun Chen injected the spiritual power of fate and the spiritual power of the stars at the same time, but he didn't expect that there was a strong force coming from the Nine Tribulation Sword, and a domineering aura entered from Jun Chen's tiger's mouth, as if with a trace of calamity, the spiritual energy in his body actually collapsed when he touched it, and this breath went straight to his heart.

Obviously, if this breath is allowed to reach the heart and run rampant, it will definitely be life-threatening.

At this moment, the fateful calamity generated by the last battle with Bai Mo and the use of the power of fate became agitated.

Since the last battle, the fateful fire has been in the body, like a *, no method to use, but it reveals a dangerous aura, which has troubled Jun Chen all the time.

At this time, the fateful fire was like a hundred years of drought and finally encountered a rain, and the breath was directly swallowed from all over Jun Chen's body, and then suddenly it was much stronger, and Jun Chen seemed to be able to feel the sound of his cheers.

After devouring it, the catastrophic fire calmed down again, burning quietly in the dantian, as if there was no heat.

Jun Chen didn't understand why the Fateful Tribulation Fire was so interested in this breath, and when he was thinking about it, a message came from the Nine Tribulation Sword.

"One sword and nine catastrophes, one sword and nine catastrophes, and one sword catastrophe.

A sword is born in dust, a sword is destroyed in red dust, and a sword is born and destroyed.

I was born with nine eons, and I want to be born and die in the dust. ”

"Is it one sword and nine tribulations, or nine tribulations and one sword?" Hearing this, Jun Chen muttered.

"Heaven and earth are born with a calamity, floating between time and space, gathering and scattering, and gathering with a sword.

The one who obtains my Nine Tribulation Sword, the spirit of the sword, and the spirit of the robbery will not die, is for the Nine Tribulation Sword Master, teaching the Nine Tribulation Sword Technique, and inheriting my cause and effect. ”

It turned out that the action just now inadvertently opened the spirit of the Nine Tribulation Sword, and that breath was a calamity, Jun Chen didn't know whether it was lucky or unlucky.

If it weren't for the mysterious existence of his fateful calamity, he would have broken his heart at this time and died of unhuman death.

It can also be seen that the previous Nine Tribulation Sword Master was very demanding on the inheritor.

Looking at the sword in his hand, the sword left by Shizun is extraordinary, and it can be seen that Shizun has high expectations for him.

Listening to the meaning of the former Nine Tribulation Sword Master, he still has to bear his cause and effect? Jun Chen's current realm can't understand what cause and effect is, and he doesn't care, what he cares about is that there is a combat skill born with the Nine Tribulation Sword, called the Nine Tribulation Sword Technique?

Immediately, Jun Chen held the Nine Tribulation Sword and felt it silently, and another stream of information imprinted into his mind.

"Those who hear the Tao, the fivefold realm, can learn the first tribulation of the Nine Tribulations Sword Technique, and the Nine Tribulations will be born!"

Nine Tribulations?

Jun Chen felt silently, the sword in his hand danced with it, it was still very jerky at first, and as time passed, Jun Chen's movements became more and more proficient.

In the blink of an eye, three days have passed, Jun Chen's body has been full of sword light, and he has not slept for three days, not only does Jun Chen's eyes not have any tiredness, but there is a divine light.

"Nine Tribulations!"

With a low shout, the sword momentum that had reached the peak suddenly turned sharply, and the spiritual power of the stars frantically poured into the Nine Tribulation Sword, and there seemed to be one calamity after another on the blade of the sword, and the power was terrifying.

Suddenly, Jun Chen found that if the Nine Tribulation Sword was allowed to fall like this, he was afraid that it would cause great damage to this attic, so he had no choice but to collect the sword in a hurry.

Jun Chen exhaled lightly, and with a movement of his mind, the Nine Tribulation Sword gradually shrank, and then disappeared in the palm of his right hand, turning into a sword-like pattern.

Seeing this scene, Jun Chen smiled bitterly, now his body has become a container, the Nine Tribulation Sword in his right hand, there is a mysterious chessboard in the center of his eyebrows and the black beads given by the master, and the dantian is still entrenched in the fate of the fire.

Remembering that his father-in-law said that his life could be saved in the attic at a critical juncture, Jun Chen looked around, and then found that there were some strange lines carved behind the sandalwood table where the chessboard was placed before, and there was a faint aura floating on the lines.

This kind of pattern Jun Chen has seen in the book, it is a kind of formation, so it should be a formation, and according to the direction on it, it should be a teleportation array. And it's a one-time teleportation array, which will automatically destroy after use, so it seems that it can indeed save a life.

Sighing lightly, Jun Chen shook his head and walked slowly towards the attic.

Outside the attic, Han Ke sat quietly, watched Jun Chen come out, smiled slightly, and asked, "Chen'er, how is it?"

Jun Chen bowed to Han Ke and said in a deep voice: "My father-in-law has been waiting for a long time, I have obtained the things left by my master, and my father-in-law will remember it in my heart." ”

"Haha, we don't have to say this between us, just get it. Han Ke stood up and stood with his hands in his hands.

Jun Chen was silent, over the years, he has always been clear about how his father-in-law has treated him, and vaguely, his father-in-law seems to have become his only relative in this world, and he cherishes it very much.