"Brother Li, who do you think can be better in this game?"

"Brother Zhao, what you are asking is not too meaningless, the Purple Green Holy Lord can be described as an extraordinary attainment in chess, how can Senior Brother Changxuan be his opponent of the Purple Green Holy Lord. ”

"That's right, Brother Zhao, when the two of them played a game between the Ziqing Holy Lord and Senior Brother Changxuan a hundred years ago, they could be regarded as winning and losing, but why did the Ziqing Holy Lord suddenly advance by leaps and bounds on the chess path?

"Brother Li, you are to the point, the two of us have been friends for hundreds of years, since you asked so today, the old man might as well tell you some secrets. However, you should never tell a third person this secret. ”

"Brother Zhao, after so many years, don't you know what kind of character the old man is?"

"Brother Li's character, the old man naturally knows it, since you asked so, then the old man will tell you the truth. ”

"Brother Zhao, please speak!"

"Actually...... Senior Brother Xu got the guidance of Nangong Xuanji, the first chess saint in Zhongzhou today, and comprehended the true meaning of Nangong Xuanji's self-created Four Dragons Spit Water Chess Game, so I am not afraid to hit you, Senior Brother Xu's attainments in chess, I am afraid that there are few people in the world today who are his opponents. ”

"What, in this way, isn't the Purple Green Holy Lord in the pit Senior Brother Longbeard?"

“......”

On the bamboo forest path leading to the back mountain of Taixuan Mountain, two elders from the two holy lands at first hooked their shoulders and called each other brothers, but as they spoke, the two of them were blushing and thick-necked, and each looked tense.

What kind of person Nangong Xuanji is, I'm afraid that everyone in the entire land of Zhongzhou knows it, and no one knows it.

You know, this is a real chess master.

Entering the Tao with chess, cultivation is unfathomable, especially in the attainments of chess, I am afraid that no one will be his opponent today.

It's just that according to legend, Nangong Xuanji has always been a divine dragon without seeing the end, and few people can find his traces.

But as a result, he was accidentally bumped into by Xu Zhitian, and taught him the unparalleled Four Dragons Spit Water Chess Game.

Therefore, after learning that Xu Zhitian, the Purple Green Holy Lord, had actually obtained the true biography of the contemporary chess saint, Nangong Xuanji, this hot-tempered elder of the Taixuan Holy Land, he was so angry that he turned his face directly on the spot.

Got the chess master's real rumor of pit people, this kind of person is simply too despicable!

"The surname is Li, don't forget, you promised the old man just now that you can't tell the three of you about this!"

"Phew, I can't imagine that the Holy Lord of your Purple Green Holy Land is so despicable, isn't this a blatant bully?"

"I didn't expect that the people of your Taixuan Holy Land turned out to be villains who didn't believe in their words, and the old man finally saw your face clearly. ”

"You still have the face to say that the people of your Ziqing Holy Land are brazen and shameless!"

"The surname Li is a kind of one-on-one with the old man!"

"Phew, the old man must tell Senior Brother Changxuan about this now, so that he can also know who the people in your Ziqing Holy Land are!"

Before the words fell, the two figures disappeared almost out of thin air like ghosts.

Soon, the two appeared outside the pavilion where Xu Zhitian and Changxuan Zhenren were playing.

It's just that what is surprising is that Chang Xuan Zhenren, who has not received the true inheritance of the chess saint, has a warm smile on his face, and he looks light.

On the other hand, Xu Zhitian, who has obtained the true inheritance of the chess saint, has a pale face, a trace of sweat oozing from his forehead, his pupils are constricted, and his gaze is dead on the chessboard.

"Senior Brother Li, looking at your menacing appearance, could it be that something happened to Huiwu?"

Seeing the old man named Li Qing walking with a tiger step, walking menacingly, Changxuan Zhenren asked with a side smile.

"Senior Brother Changxuan, you ......"

His gaze swept over Xu Zhitian, and finally stopped at Changxuan Zhenren's body, and Li Qing's old face was covered with complicated colors.

What's going on?

Looking at the current situation, on the contrary, the Ziqing Holy Lord, who got the true inheritance of the chess saint Nangong Xuanji, has fallen behind.

This...... It's impossible!

By the way, didn't Senior Brother Changxuan say that he was guided by the Ye Master Ancestor at the bottom of the mountain.

Could it be that this Master Ye is not only transcendent in the way of the sword, but also in the way of chess?

Incredible!

It's incredible!

It was only after guiding Senior Brother Changxuan for a few hours, Senior Brother Changxuan made the Purple Green Holy Lord completely lose the upper hand.

This Master Ye is really an immortal!

Right!

It must be like this!

Thinking of this, Li Qing's expression slowed down, and the anger on his face quietly receded.

"This ...... What's going on?"

Zhao Qing, an old man surnamed Zhao who came from the back foot, noticed that something was wrong with Xu Zhitian, and his face was full of confusion.

It is not difficult to see that Xu Zhitian, a chess master who has obtained the true inheritance of the contemporary chess saint, is obviously in a chess dilemma.

On the other hand, Changxuan Zhenren, who has lost for nearly two hundred years, is abnormal, and looks light.

Could it be that the Taixuan Holy Lord also got some guidance from a chess master?

But today, is there anyone who is still above the chess saint Nangong Xuanji?

No way!

It's absolutely impossible!

Seeing that Zhao Qing was blinded, Li Qing turned around and smiled: "Brother Zhao, were you deliberately ridiculing the old man just now?"

Zhao Qing snorted coldly, glared at Li Qing, and ignored it.

At this moment, Xu Zhitian withdrew his mind from the chessboard, gasped, then looked up at Changxuan Zhenren, and compromised: "The old man lost this game." ”

Changxuan Zhenren smiled indifferently: "Brother Xu, let's slow down, or continue?"

"Go on!"

Xu Zhitian snorted coldly, and after packing up the chessboard, this time he chose to be the first to land.

Soon, in less than a stick of incense, the two fell hundreds of pieces one after another, and Xu Zhitian's sunspot side was trapped by Baizi again.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Qing and Li Qing, who were paying attention to the chess game, showed shock almost at the same time.

As for Xu Zhitian, his face was pale, his brows were tightly locked, and he was paying attention to the chess game, looking helpless.

On the other hand, Changxuan Zhenren had a quiet smile on his face, looking like an old god was there, and looking at his current expression, it seemed that he no longer took Xu Zhitian in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Changxuan, this Four Dragons Spit Water Chess Game of the Purple Green Holy Lord is from the hand of the Chess Saint Nangong Xuanji. ”

Li Qing retracted his gaze, glanced at Changxuan Zhenren, and then said with his divine sense.

"That Divine Dragon is a chess saint who can't see the end of the head, Nangong Xuanji?"

Changxuan Zhenren glanced at Li Qing without leaving a trace, and quietly responded with his divine sense.

"It's Zhao Qing, this old guy said it himself, there shouldn't be any problem, and the Purple Green Holy Lord has won you for two hundred years, if nothing else, it should be able to do it. Li Qing said calmly.

The corners of Changxuan Zhenren's mouth curled slightly, glanced at Xu Zhitian, and said, "What about the chess saint Nangong Xuanji? The old man was only guided by Master Ye for a few hours and easily defeated him. ”

"If the old man didn't make a mistake, he would be the so-called chess saint, and Nangong Xuanji would only be a junior in chess in front of Master Ye. ”

Hearing this, Li Qingshen nodded approvingly.