"Two bald heads, so mani temple!"

Tang Zhe saw the appearance of the person who came, with a bald head, most of them were monk robes, and decisively decided that these two people were Mani Temple, after all, the eyebrow vertical eye remote perspective ability was ineffective in the realm of thirty-four miles in the virtual realm, and it was not bad to urge the eye of reincarnation to observe the picture hundreds of miles away.

"This time the virtual realm gathers, do you come to a copycat version of Zixiao Palace to discuss, or continue to fool around, or flatten it first!"

Tang Zhe pondered, and then urged the reincarnation eye to dig a tree near Dayan Mountain, metallize it, turn it into a knife by hand, cut branches and leaves, punch holes and rivet, and build a simple thatched hut.

The thatched hut dome has four columns, three feet and six feet high, and the floor is three feet and six feet wide.

"One more plaque missing......"

Tang Zhe thinks that he will definitely have the act of preaching and planning merits in the future, and at this time, he can just experiment, and strive to be familiar next time, and if he has experience, he will be able to continue the great cause of fooling.

Moreover, after stepping into the Void Realm, unless the puppet clone is observed with the naked eye, even if it is completely unable to perceive itself in the realm of the Void Realm, all kinds of clues will make other Void Realm powerhouses think that Tang Zhe is the strongest one.

Tang Zhe urged Yuan Shi Dao Gong, the nail of the index finger of his left hand grew flat and long, the nail was metalized like a sharp blade, he took a wooden stake and pulled out a wooden plank, and the finger became flamed, becoming hot and then roasting the big characters.

I saw three crooked big characters appear on the wooden board, Zixiao Palace.

Immediately hung under the eaves of the thatched house, the plaque was hung up, and with the whole, it suddenly presented a new style of imitation of classical post-impressionism, and there was a faint illusion of a worldly master living in seclusion in the mountains.

"That's pretty much it!" Tang Zhe thought so.

Subsequently.

"Crackling!"

With a burst of bones, Tang Zhe's body shape changed dramatically, and the overall growth of the epithelial muscles, muscles, bones, and viscera grew simultaneously, from a body size of four feet nine years old to seven feet tall, and his appearance was about the same size as when he was twenty years old in his previous life.

Meanwhile.

The barbaric Iron Arm Monkey Mountain, the four-line sword song left by the broken void of the poetry and sword fairy Li Taibai, forms a unique artistic conception of swordsmanship, just like a perfect illusion world, countless sword dances flying, making people fall into it.

Under Tang Zhe's control, a part of his 'god' in the puppet clone Ding is like a mixed illusion of other gods, this strange artistic conception of the sword song will gradually change the characteristics of the 'god', so that the 'god' contains the characteristics of the sword, and as the deeper it falls, the more profound the kendo cultivation becomes.

Therefore, at this time, not long after the puppet clone Ding fell into the artistic conception of the sword song, he had already broken through and been promoted to the innate golden pill, which naturally had Tang Zhe's 'god' already promoted to the innate golden pill level.

The distance of a hundred miles is only less than half a minute for the Void Realm Dacheng.

And when the two old monks in the monk robe flew close to the top of the Vulture Peak, the realm sensed two dazzling breaths, and at the moment of perceiving Tang Zhe, their expressions were extremely shocked, and the two of them were stunned on the spot, rubbing their eyes in disbelief, staring at them deadly, and suspended thirty miles outside the Vulture Peak out of thin air.

Tang Zhe recalled in his heart how those worldly masters in the animation film and television dramas did it, his mind was full of thoughts, all kinds of memories were ups and downs, and pictures flashed by.

Suddenly.

"Playing chess, that's right, this worldly master must know something!"

Tang Zhe's eyes lit up, and with a wave of his hand, a Go board, two boxes of black and white pieces, and a wooden card that said 'Watching Chess without Speaking' appeared on the field.

In the Kyushu world, there are also a lot of Go games, but they are not very prosperous, after all, it is a world where the strong are respected, although there are strong people who have realized the Tao with this, but they are only a few.

Tang Zhe has not obtained many chess games, but he also understands a lot of the truth of life and death in Go, after all, there is a thought in the biological space of the pupil technique that controls the puppet clone, and is constantly playing Go with the biological intelligence system Kalian, which can be said to be in the process of continuous honing and progress.

"Sixteen more ......"

Tang Zhe crossed a thought in his heart, so he ignored it, and let his small half of his mind improve the martial arts of Tianlong time and space, and transform all kinds of martial arts cheats into those suitable for cultivation in Jiuding time and space, and control the remaining puppet clones to study and promote to the virtual realm, and then most of his mind was concentrated in the chess game, black and white fighting, fighting fast and fast, and attacking continuously.

After a while.

The territory occupied by black and white on the chessboard is changing almost instantaneously, just because Tang Zhe can carry out hundreds of millions of times thinking calculations in a single thought, and instantly deduce hundreds of millions of ways to deal with them, it can be said that you can see hundreds of millions of final outcomes in one step, and there is no mistake or omission at all.

Black and white on the chessboard, not only is it difficult to rob, but it is even more difficult to live.

Tang Zhe played with his hands, and became more and more immersed in it, as if there was some kind of strange rule in Jiuding time and space, which could make people sprout a kind of artistic conception.

The chessboard is nineteen times nineteen, and there are three hundred and sixty-one sons, regardless of the number of good and bad moves, not according to common sense, black has 361 ways to play first, and white has 360 kinds of responses.

If regardless of the number of good or bad lives, if it is not according to common sense, the white son should want to deduce the next step of the sunspot, there are more than 300, and then deduce to the second step, you need to multiply more than 300, and so on, if you want to deduce to more than 200 steps, the amount of thinking calculation is already unpredictable.

However, it is said that the two white-haired old monks of Mani Temple, dressed in dark monk robes, were briefly distinguished. The two of them were a little shorter, but they did not come closer, but retreated a few miles, but they did not dare to disturb each other's interest in Go.

The white-haired monk lowered his eyebrows, folded his hands and said, "This person must be a strong man who shatters the void, unfathomable!" ”

"Uncle Shi is right, especially this person's chess skills are really exquisite, and he actually caused the aura of heaven and earth to shake." The white-haired and white-eyed old monk folded his hands and nodded in approval.

After a while.

A silent sword light flew from the sky at great speed, and it slowed down forty miles, but it was a swordsman in a golden robe, with a red mole in the center of his eyebrows, and a purple long sword behind him.

This person looked solemn and flew for several miles, transmitted the sound to the two monks of the Mani Temple not far away, asked, got a response, flew into the Vulture Peak, entered the thatched hut, and saw the four words on the wooden sign in a blink of an eye, standing aside, watching the chess game.

The two monks of Mani Temple looked at each other, transmitted a few words, and also flew to the Vulture Peak, walked into the thatched hut, and saw that 'watching chess without speaking' also stood aside.

The three of them are all long-standing sects in the Kyushu world, and they are no strangers to Go, and the golden-robed swordsman can only be said to know each other, and the two monks of the Mani Temple, among them, the white-haired and white-eyed monk thinks that he is a good chess player, but when he sees the chess game in front of him, the more he looks at it, the more he doesn't understand.

There is no impermanence in attacking, there is no time to defend the defense, it seems to be done at will, and after a deep investigation, there is a natural nature, and the idea that should have been so at the right time should have arisen.

Over time.

At the top of Vulture Peak, the number of virtual realm powerhouses flying here from all over Kyushu is gradually increasing.

There is a dark purple robe of Ying Haitong, who is the Win family in the Qinling Mountains of Yongzhou in the northwest, and he has not entered the thatched house, but the chess game is also insightful.

Those who also did not enter the thatched hut included Li Hang, who cultivated the Void Realm, Wu Luo of the Snow Eagle Sect, the blind sword saint Tie Wu of Qinghu Island, and the black-haired hunter Shen Gongtu of the Sun Divine Mountain......

Many powerhouses of the Void Realm, who were either sects or cultivators, gathered here, and none of them dared to make the slightest sound, and in their induction, the aura of the surrounding Void Realm was as dazzling as the sun, and only two black hole-like breaths stood proudly in the middle.

One is the golden-robed swordsman Qin Seventeen, in the realm of the void realm, there is nothing in the black pitch, faintly sword-shaped black and white two-color streamer, and the other claims to be the master of the Heavenly God Palace, Pei San, who is also a black hole in the realm perception, and there is a faint gray lightning streamer in it.

Qin XVII doesn't know how to play chess, so what he sees is the way of attack, and the trajectory of each chess piece is like a sword trajectory in his eyes, a sword method that contains body method, all-encompassing, mysterious and abnormal.

And those who can play Go, Fankong of Mani Temple, Huang Tianqin of Yuhuangmen, and Pei San of Tianshen Palace, see a different scene, the first two observe the chess game, and their own minds are affected by it, as if they are deeply trapped in a never-ending killing battlefield.

And the latter Pei San, what he sees is that heaven and earth are like chessboards, Xingluo is a chess piece, a black and white game, and the chess player is born.

"Smack!" "Smack!" "Smack!"

Some only go discs make a very regular sound.

The thatched hut on the Vulture Peak is very spacious, but there are only five people who dare to enter the void realm, two of them are Pei San and Qin Seventeen, two monks from Mani Temple, and one is Huang Tianqin of Yuhuangmen, and the rest of the strong people who have entered the void are only outside the thatched hut, and their minds occasionally glance at a few people who are cultivating on the top of the mountain with their eyes closed.

"You may not believe it, but before a broken void, in the history of the world in which you lived, there was Emperor Yu...... Qin Shi Huang Yingzheng ...... The poet immortal Li Bai also has it, and Sakyamuni also has ......"