Qipan Peak is not the highest peak of the Danxia Mountains, but it also goes straight into the sky, and the map is vast. The reason why it is called Qipan Peak is precisely because of the top of the mountain, hundreds of zhang on the ground, and nineteen chess paths.

What's even more bizarre is that the top of the mountain is full of black and white stones, like black and white, forming a natural chessboard.

When Zong Wusheng Chu Ge came to the top of the mountain, it was already sunset, and the fiery clouds covered the western sky, and on the top of the mountain, the two of them seemed to be in the fiery red clouds.

After all, Chu Ge is a little woman, standing in the sunset, admiring the gorgeous clouds in the sky, she suddenly felt joy and forgot about the world or fairyland.

Zong Wusheng didn't pay attention to this, he kept thinking about a question, how this natural chessboard was formed, he didn't believe that nature could create such a perfect chessboard.

Perhaps someone deliberately made this chessboard here; Or it is drawn by the mighty, just to pass the boring long road of cultivation.

In the inexplicability and surprise of the two, night fell quietly.

Lonely men and widows snuggled behind a boulder in the starry sky and silent night, looking at the starry sky and complaining to each other.

"Do you regret it?"

"I have never regretted it." Chu Ge retracted his gaze and stared at Zong Wusheng, who was sitting side by side beside him: "Some people are born great, you are this kind of person." ”

"Are you so sure?"

"I'm sure, so follow you, no regrets."

Zong Wusheng showed a pleased smile in front of Chu Ge for the first time, and he gradually accepted this military advisor, and the tacit understanding between the two was also a little clear in the silent center.

An abrupt voice suddenly floated in the night sky, Zong Wusheng stood up suddenly, looked around, and at the edge of the mountain peak on the left, at some point, a figure appeared.

With his back to them, the man stood by the cliff with his hands in his hands, his blue and white robe fluttering in the wind, and said to himself: "The night is long, and there is no chess friend to play chess with the old man, it is really empty, lonely and cold." ”

Zong Wusheng asked vigilantly, "Dare to ask Your Excellency where the Divine is and when did you come?" ”

Hearing the voice, the man finally turned around, and when he saw the person's face at first glance, Zong Wusheng and Chu Ge were amazed in their hearts at the same time, this person was full of red light, his white beard was fluttering, and his aura was extraordinary, he was really an immortal!

Zong Wusheng quietly released his soul power, sensing the breath of the old man, and strangely, the old man's breath was ethereal, without any anger, which made Zong Wusheng feel comfortable and a sense of trust quietly born.

"The old man has always been here, but the prince of the sect has not paid attention." The old man spoke again in an astonishing manner, and he actually said the surname of Zong Wusheng.

"Dare to ask your Excellency why you know the boy's surname?"

"Why do you have to know each other? Encounter is fate, why not fight with the old and kill the loneliness? ”

"The kid knows that he is not good at chess, so he doesn't dare to show his ugliness."

The old man smiled slightly, but he was not reluctant, and said to himself: "Then you can only find a chess friend by yourself." ”

As he spoke, an emerald green brush appeared out of thin air in his hand, and the barrel of the pen was crystal clear, and the water rippled in it, exuding a leisurely aura.

The old man lifted the pen and hung his wrist, slowly sketching in the air, and with the emerald green brush outline, there was a faint fluctuation of air flow in the air.

Zong Wusheng was familiar with this air flow, it was the soul power generated when the elephant builder sketched, but the soul power of this old man was gentle and soft, but it was continuous, which made Zong Wusheng a little unavoidable.

Zong Wusheng and Chu Ge didn't dare to disturb, and quietly watched the old man paint out of thin air, and after a dozen breaths, it seemed to have been completed, and the emerald green brush disappeared suddenly.

The old man called softly: "Rentu, come out, play chess with the old man." ”

When the words fell, a vortex of soul power suddenly appeared in the air out of thin air, and the soul power turned into tangible and colored power, piecing together a human form in the air.

The human figure hung in the air, its purple-black robe blown by the breeze, and its hem fluttered slightly, as if it had become a living person.

Zong Wusheng couldn't help but exclaim: "Seven Grades Transformation Realm!? ”

The old man smiled silently, looked at the person he painted, and said: "Since the chess fairy has Yaxing, he will naturally accompany him." ”

Zong Wusheng was shocked again and blurted out: "Six-grade clone realm!?" ”

The path drawn by the old man is not like the singer painted by Zong Wusheng, it is just an illusory projection, and the path he painted is actually an entity, and there is thinking, which is completely the strength of the six-grade doppelganger realm.

Zong Wusheng couldn't control the shock in his heart, and slowly stepped forward, wanting to take a closer look at the human path drawn by the chess immortal. The chess immortal didn't stop it, but just watched with a smile as Zong Wusheng walked step by step.

When he came closer, Zong Wusheng carefully looked at the human journey, it didn't matter, he was shocked again, the human journey had no eyes and no ears.

"Dare to ask the chess fairy, why doesn't Rentu have eyes and ears?"

"Hahahaha." The chess fairy laughed loudly: "Since you can't see the sorrow of the common people, what's the use of your eyes?" ”

Zong Wusheng's heart trembled, and he didn't know what the chess immortal meant.

The chess fairy said: "Since you can't hear the suffering of living beings, what's the use of having ears, it's better to have nothing." ”

Zong Wusheng unconsciously fell into contemplation, thinking about what the chess immortal meant? The chess fairy was not polite, ignored the sect without sage, and played chess with others.

Chu Ge came over at this time, and since she opened the Tianzhi Star Law Phase, she had a lot of memories in her mind, in addition to the ancient book of "Taigong Liutao", there were also some mottled knowledge, and Go was one of them.

She also ignored Zong Wusheng at all, and looked at the chessboard silently.

With a wave of his hand, a black boulder the size of a millstone rose out of thin air and landed on the chessboard in the lower right corner.

The chess immortal seemed to be unconscious, and his soul power turned into a giant hand, leisurely picked up a white boulder, and landed directly on Tian Yuan's position.

Chu Ge was horrified in his heart, how could anyone come up and fall into the position of Tianyuan?

Horrors emerge endlessly, and the two of them play chess completely unconventionally, but they are subtle step by step, which makes people suddenly admire.

The sunspot is like a god-like peak, with a devastating momentum, pressing step by step. The chess fairy is calm, not impatient. Every time it seems that Baizi is going to be slaughtered by the dragon, he is easily resolved by the chess fairy and turns things around.

In the blink of an eye, the top of the mountain was already covered with black and white stones, and a mysterious chess game was formed on the chessboard.

Chu Ge couldn't understand this chess game at all, it seemed that the black son won, and it seemed that the white son won, and if he looked closely, it was also like a chess opponent and a draw.

The chess fairy still smiled calmly, stared at the chess game in front of him and asked, "Have you ever seen the solution to this game?" ”

Chu Ge shook his head, unable to solve the mystery.

At this time, Zong Wusheng had already woken up from his contemplation, and a light smile appeared on his face.

The chess immortal then set his eyes on Zong Wusheng's face and asked, "Zong Gongzi has found a way to break the game?" ”

"The kid is not talented, maybe he can break this game." Zong Wusheng stood with his hands in his hands and replied calmly.

"Oh?!" The chess fairy was shocked and pointed to the chessboard: "Then please ask Zong Gongzi to break the game." ”

Zong Wusheng didn't look at the chess game, he summoned the Heavenly Hanging Needle out of thin air, and drew it in the air, with a few strokes, and a pair of eyes would come out.

Once the eyes are drawn, they fly straight to the surface of the human journey, merge with the mutilated face, and the human journey has eyes.

Zong Wusheng said: "Since you can't see the sorrow of the common people, then give you a pair of discerning eyes, so that you can take a good look at the pain of the common people." ”

The smile on the chess fairy's face was even bigger, and he stood silently, with a sense of anticipation on his face.

After Zong Wusheng finished drawing his eyes, everything didn't change much, but he didn't move, and he didn't see his follow-up movements.

After three breaths, Chu Ge seemed to see through the mystery, bowed his head slightly, walked towards the people with understanding, and went straight to the person he painted to stand still.

Just as she was standing beside Rentu, black clouds suddenly appeared in the sky, and the wind was fierce. The wind swept up dark clouds and quickly converged at the summit of the chessboard.

Zong Wusheng looked up at the sky, and there was a earth-shattering sound in the dark clouds, as if there were thousands of troops and horses galloping, and it seemed that thousands of troops and soldiers intersected, the sound of soldiers fighting, and the sound of horses screaming, forming a vast battlefield.

The sound lasted for a quarter of an hour, and the curtain came to an end as the last warrior screamed.

The sky is clear again, and the stars are showing again. The people around Chu Ge slowly deformed, as if kneading dough, began to squeeze and twist, and gradually became a black chess piece.

After Rentu turned into a black chess piece, Chu Ge said categorically: "Since you can't hear the suffering of the people, I, who listen to it today, are willing to help you listen." ”

After the words are over, the child falls.

The sunspots turned by people fell on the position of the mysteries, and on the ground, clusters of golden mist emerged leisurely, covering the chessboard in the fog until it disappeared and could not be seen.

The golden mist is like a stage special effect, slowly fluttering and merging, and a spectacular scene is urgently revealed.

A treasure solemn, brilliant golden armor god, long gray hair soft draped over the shoulders, eyes like bright stars, shining with divine light, he held a seven-foot golden brush, hanging in the sky, his body glowed with a compassionate atmosphere, sprinkled on the camp of millions of divisions below.

The million-strong army felt the majestic breath, and suddenly its morale was high, like a fierce dragon crossing the river, with the potential to swallow mountains and rivers, and it was indomitable and charged away.

Ahead, the fog gradually formed a blood-red map, and it seemed that endless blood was pouring rain from the map. The golden-armored god looked at the bloody sky, and there was a faint sadness in his eyes, and tears of peace flowed out.

The brush in the hand of the golden armor god was lifted slowly, and slowly sketched in the sky, a big "broken" word appeared out of thin air, flying towards the bleeding map, and the word "broken" grew into hundreds of millions of zhang in size, enveloping the bleeding map.

The blood in the sky above the map instantly stopped and began to swim upstream, and the blood on the ground surged like a waterfall against the current, rising into the sky.

In an instant, the blood on the map disappeared. The millions of troops beat the drums of war, turned over the waves, with the momentum of the eyes, marched forward bravely, and finally all stepped on the map, the original bloody map, gradually changed color, into a golden atmosphere of peace, the golden light slowly receded, and three big characters appeared on the gossip-shaped map - Pilu country.

The million-strong army did not stop, the golden-armored god man waved the brush in his hand again, pointing ahead, the army was like a broken bamboo, and continued to break through, and the mist once again formed a map with blood waves. The army drove straight in, occupied the bloody map, and after restoring peace, three big characters flashed again - Jingliang Country.

The same scene is constantly staged, the millions of troops conquer the map one by one, and the names of the countries emerge one by one, in order: Aize Country, Hu Capture Country, Yongji Country, and Changge Country.

The six countries were finally unified, and the six maps gradually merged together to form a large territory, and the map Zong Wusheng saw it in his eyes and was surprised.

It looks like a rooster, isn't it the shape of the map of Huaxia?

"Chess fairy, did we win?"

"Victory over a son." The chess fairy did not look up, still staring at the magnificent phantom on the ground.

Zong Wusheng discovered the mystery again.

After the rooster map appeared, a black hole gradually formed around it, a huge hole as black as a whirlpool, hanging on the side of the rooster, faintly devouring.

Zong Wusheng pondered for a long time, and a name appeared in his heart - Yang Heaven Realm.

He understood that this magnificent scene had already pointed out the way forward for him, and the unification of the six countries of the human and dust world was not the end, and the black hole that appeared behind it was the unknown danger. If you want to eliminate danger, you can only conquer it with courage.

In the end, it will win the sky!

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