Chapter 351: Rotten Ke Fantasy Realm
In Lin Han's ten thousand years of hell time, not only was he conquest and cultivation, but there were many things to accompany him to spend this time.
Take Go, for example.
Among the ten thousand ghosts under the control of the Black Emperor, there is a chess ghost who specializes in playing chess with Lin Han, and in his previous life, he was a famous chess saint in ancient times. At the beginning, Lin Han and the chess ghost played chess, and were killed to the point that they could not be defeated, and then only lost a few pieces, and then the two sides came and went, winning and losing each other, and finally, the chess ghost was no longer Lin Han's opponent.
In other words, but as far as Go is concerned, Lin Han's chess strength is far beyond that of the ancient chess saints.
Moreover, after cultivating the Divine Sea Transformation, his spiritual power can be described as endless, and although his way of moving consumes more and more computing power, for Lin Han, the amount of mind consumed is only a drop in the dime.
But after more than twenty steps, Lin Han finally discovered the extraordinaryness of this rotten endgame.
At this time, when he looked at the chessboard again, calculated the chess moves, and was about to drop another piece, he found that his mind was involuntarily mobilized, and the next moment, the heavens and the earth turned into ashes, and everything in front of him changed.
However, when he contemplated again, he found that the sky was still this sky, the earth was still this land, he was still above the blue sky, and the Longyuan real person in front of him had already knelt on the ground, abandoning his son to admit defeat.
The people of the Lin family, the Hua family, the Xiao family, and the three families also bowed down, and all the other onlookers surrendered and bowed to Mr. Lin's divine might!
Lin Han left contentedly and returned to the East China Sea with his family and Ling'er for a grand wedding held in the East China Sea.
A year later, Ling'er became pregnant, and ten months later, the child was born, and the family of five was happy......
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On the Qingtianguan Square, everyone looked curiously at Lin Han, who had not fallen on the sky, and was curious, not knowing what happened to him.
Ziyang Dao people breathed a sigh of relief, looking like they were holding the chance to win, and the overall situation had been decided.
Back then, the woodcutter played a chess game, and unconsciously experienced a hundred years, and when he came out of the mountain again, it was already a matter of things and people, and the vicissitudes of life.
This rotten endgame, which contains this kind of time power that seems to be able to still experience a lifetime, the more you look at the chess game, the more you can bring your mind into it. The woodcutter back then was just an outsider, a bystander, and it was already like a world away when he came out of the mountain, not to mention an insider!
Under the guidance of the divine thoughts of the powerhouses of the Transformation God Realm, it is easy for the opponent to fall into this kind of rotten illusion.
This kind of illusion seems to be illusory, everything is arbitrary, and everything is extremely real, because it is formed by the desires of the people themselves in the illusion, and it is impossible to distinguish whether this is an illusion or reality. The more deeply the player thinks about the game and devotes himself to it, the more difficult it is to extricate himself from the illusion. Even the guide of the illusion has no way to bring it out of the illusion!
Unconsciously, the person in the game has spent his life in the illusion, that is, the body functions, the mind and blood, will continue to be consumed with the time of the person in the illusion until it dies!
Back then, when Qingtianguan was the master of the view, he wanted to crack this rotten endgame and play against another incarnate powerhouse who had cultivated profoundly, but the result was that he was too deep in the game and fell into an illusion. Overnight, this viewer in his prime, as if he had experienced a hundred years, had become an old man who was described as withered, like a candle in the wind.
When he woke up, he was dead!
Since then, the rotten Ke endgame has become a taboo for people in the Qingtian Realm!
Today, Long Yuan Zhenren is putting up a rotten Ke endgame, not at all to compete with Lin Han, his purpose is to use this rotten Ke illusion to trap Lin Han to death inside!
He could feel that at this moment, the true qi in Lin Han's body was constantly flowing, and even the fluctuations of his divine thoughts were becoming more and more dissipated, and soon his physical state would be declining, pouring thousands of miles!
After Lin Han spends his life in the Rotten Ke Fantasy Realm, there will be no more Mr. Lin in the world, but only an old man who is powerless! A useless man who is dying!
Thinking of this, Long Yuan Zhenren instructed Ziyang Daoren: "The overall situation has been decided, this son has fallen into a deep illusion, unless there is a strong external force to interfere, it is impossible for him to wake up at all." Ziyang, lead the disciples, set up a formation enchantment outside the chessboard, and no one is allowed to approach! He is just a person who transforms into a god realm, no matter how strong his cultivation is, after seven days, he will also die! ”
Hearing Long Yuanzhen's words, everyone understood why Lin Han had been motionless for so long, and they didn't expect that he had fallen into the full set of Qingtian Temple and fallen into an illusion!
Wang Qianhe's heart was not good, he couldn't imagine that this Qingtianguan was so despicable, he shouted on the periphery: "Mr. Lin, Mr. Lin, wake up!" ”
However, this didn't work at all, and Lin Han still looked at the chessboard with dull eyes.
Lin Yuntao, Hua Jiangshan and Xiao Lushen were overjoyed when they saw this, in their opinion, Lin Han was already dead! Although the price for them to join forces to invite Qingtianguan to make a move was very heavy, as long as Lin Han died, more than ten years later, their three major families would be able to rise again!
At this time, according to the instructions, the Ziyang Daoist led his disciples to drive the onlookers to the side, surrounded the white marble square mountain chessboard and Lin Han, and prepared to arrange the enchantment.
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