The old man refused to admit defeat, although Yang Chen's Shuangfeiyan dealt a great blow to his blade, his overall formation was still there, and there was still a chance.

The old man put his hand into his chess pot, but there were only a few white pieces left in the chess pot!

"It's over!" The old man frowned, how could a few white pieces revitalize the whole chess game?

Yang Chen smiled: "Old man, there are no seeds in the pot!" ”

Then he looked at his chess pot, there were about ten sunspots in his chess pot, although there were not many, but Shuangfeiyan's chess game was completed, and he could still eat a large number of white seeds after dropping a few qizi.

These sunspots are enough!

"Humph!"

The old man snorted angrily and fell down to defend the white son.

Even if he can't eat Yang Chen's sunspots now, as long as he can guard the rest of the chessboard, he will have a chance to win when he counts!

The old man tried his best to defend, and Yang Chen attacked with all his might.

The black and white pieces of both sides fall together, and in the end there is more black and less white on the board.

"According to the rules, you take the black first, but you have to count more than me to win!"

Yang Chen nodded, and the two poured out the chess pieces in the pot and began to count them separately.

"One hundred and fifty-three white seeds!"

The old man grabbed a handful of sunspots and was extremely annoyed, the sunspots in his hand were only more than one hundred and ten, even if he let the son, it was far behind!

"You win!"

The old man had a very bad temper, and directly asked Yang Chen to get out.

Yang Chen laughed and said, "I didn't expect you to be a stinky chess basket, your temper is really bad!" ”

"Get out!"

The old man waved his hand, and Yang Chen laughed and returned outside.

When everyone saw Yang Chen laughing, Mu Qianli asked, "How is it, is it over?" ”

Yang Chen nodded and said with a smile: "Of course, this old man, his temper is too bad, he can't allow others to win him, so he swept me out with a wave of his hand." ”

"Awesome!"

Those people were taken aback, and several monks failed, but this Yang Chen went in and won by stuck.

Yang Chen went in to play chess until he came out, almost an hour, even if he didn't win, he could barely pass the test if he had a piece in his hand.

But that's not interesting, it's not Yang Chen's pursuit.

"Fellow Daoist, can I ask ......?"

Yang Chen watched several people walking towards him, these people were all tribulation powers who failed to challenge the chess game.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I know a rough game of chess, I don't know how to do it, it's useless to ask me, it's not that I'm sweeping my own treasures, I'm talking about the facts."

"I can only warn you, you must see clearly that you are falling, don't worry, you will fail in a hurry."

"Also, psychological warfare is very important, that old man has a bad temper, if you can find out his psychology, it will be easy to defeat him."

What Yang Chen said was the truth.

As if they had been taught, they challenged again and again.

"Yang Chen, you have already passed the level, how is it? Do you want to continue? The machine spirit asked.

Yang Chen nodded and said, "Of course, this chess game is so interesting, I believe that the remaining three will also make me have a lot of fun." ”

At the same time that Yang Chen passed the test, many people also passed the test from Qin.

Because the piano is only a test of the heart, if it can resist for an hour, it will be considered to have survived, and it will naturally not be embarrassed.

And now that it was finally Mu Qianli's turn, he had already died in a hurry.

That Yu Daolin's attainments in calligraphy are indeed good, and it passed in one time, and after waiting in line for more than half an hour, Mu Qianli wanted to chase Yu Daolin.

"If I do, I'm sorry, I have to go first!" This Mu Qianli greeted Yang Chen, and then stepped into the pavilion with one foot.

Yang Chen smiled and nodded, he didn't need anyone's company, this immortal palace was also a trial for him.

And this trial is very effective.

Yang Chen grabbed the elixir and put it into his mouth, and smiled.

Yang Chen looked at it, and then walked to the calligraphy pavilion to line up, there were only one or two people in front of him, and I believe it shouldn't take too long.

One of the two people was eliminated, but the other passed the test, and it seems that the test on the calligraphy side is relatively simple.

After Yang Chen entered, he saw Mu Qianli running upwards on the other side.

"Looks like this guy has passed too."

Yang Chen looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, this middle-aged man was handsome and martial with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and he stood up like a steel spear with a huge brush!

"I write a word, you write a word!"

The middle-aged man didn't talk much, so he directly splashed ink and wrote on Bai Juan on the ground.

"Do you want to write these words in a Taoist way?"

The middle-aged man wrote a total of four words, and these four words were, battle, ge, stop, and death!

After the middle-aged man finished writing, a vigorous force almost overwhelmed Yang Chen.

He felt the majestic momentum, the fight of the Jin Ge Iron Horse, the neatness of the wind and clouds, and the pathos of cleaning up the mess.

"These four realms of Dao meaning ......" Yang Chen shook his head and admired, this kind of artistic conception inspired him a lot, very much.

Yang Chen instantly seemed to have comprehended something, and the power of the rules in his body stirred wildly, forming his seventh star at the same time.

The power of the rules running at high speed made the seventh star form effortlessly, and Yang Chen's strength instantly increased to the realm of tribulation!

When Yang Chen's consciousness was detached from those four words, the middle-aged man reminded Yang Chen: "There are only ten minutes left, do you still want to write!?" ”

Yang Chen smiled: "If you want to write, of course you have to write!" ”

It's just that Yang Chen didn't learn to write with this middle-aged man, but wrote it down by himself, luck, turn, heaven, and Tao.

Four words!

The middle-aged man originally wanted to reprimand Yang Chen, but when Yang Chen finished writing the last stroke, he looked at Yang Chen in shock.

"You've passed."

The middle-aged man was silent, made a gesture of please, got out of the way, and let Yang Chen pass.

However, Yang Chen shook his head with a smile, turned around and retreated, he did not walk the road behind the middle-aged man.

"He's made another one?"

"Look at his smile lightly, maybe so."

"Maybe both of them failed, so they were kicked out, right?"

Some people think so, and some people think so, but Yang Chen himself doesn't think like them.

All the machine spirits here knew about it, so the machine spirits understood what Yang Chen had done.

In addition to the one who is still half a life, Yang Chen has also received the most attention.

Even more preferential than Shang Bansheng, Yang Chen enjoys the right to win a level, as long as he wants, this power can be used at any time.

It's just that Yang Chen himself is not interested in Immortal Palace at all.

He has almost all the collections of Hongjun Dao Ancestor, which Immortal Emperor can be richer than Hongjun Dao Ancestor?

Obviously, it's impossible.

"Can you cut in line? I don't want to waste too much time. ”

Yang Chen suddenly stood in front of a certain robbery monk, squeezed him down, and stepped into the qin pavilion by himself.

In the pavilion sat a beautiful woman in a red palace dress, she was veiled, and she felt more mysterious.

When Yang Chen entered, she began to stroke the piano, and the sound of the piano was melodious, like mountains and flowing water, murmuring endlessly, and the dingdong dingdong echoed in her ears, which was wonderful and beautiful.