Huge chessboard.

Fan Li was in it, like a tiny ant.

This is the enemy's 'territory', and he doesn't move around indiscriminately, just waiting to see what happens.

Nineteen ways and horizons, deducing heaven, earth and man?

Fan Li had already guessed the identity of the other party, and it should be the Holy Master of Chess in the Sanskrit Pure Land.

Before, listening to the tone of the Holy Lord of Chess, it was polite.

But forcibly taking him into the game, such arrogance is already malicious.

What to do?

Counting on Qingqiu to save himself?

Fan Li was indeed looking forward to it, but after thinking about it for a while, he knew that there was not much hope.

This time, I was obviously unintentionally calculated by the Pure Land.

He is already trapped in the chessboard space, and if he can be easily rescued, the level of the Pure Land will inevitably be too low.

"If you stay in this kind of hellish place, you have to play a game of chess to leave?" Fan Li muttered to himself.

"That's right!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a strange woman's voice.

At the same time, a figure appears on the opposite side of the chessboard.

Dressed in white and white-haired, with a beautiful face, but with fierce eyes?!

"You are the Holy Lord of Chess, Bai Nineteen?"

Fan Li spoke first, making Bai Nineteen stunned for a few seconds.

In the Jindan Realm, trapped in the different space of the [Rotten Ke Chessboard], he is still so bold and presumptuous?

Bai Nineteen wanted to express his contempt for Fan Li.

However, from beginning to end, this man didn't let her find fault?

I thought I would see him cowardly and frightened, or angry to the point of hysteria.

But no.

Fan Li seemed to be wandering around his back garden, looking around to appreciate the small world of the [Rotten Ke Chessboard].

"Hand talk, let you go."

Bai Nineteen's expression was cold, and his lips were tightly closed.

Her voice came from all directions, as if she was the master and the god in this chessboard world!

Fan Li was also surprised.

Ventriloquism?

No, it should be some kind of sound transmission mysticism.

Looking at this woman's unfathomable appearance, Fan Li has a feeling of facing a hidden master in martial arts.

Perhaps, this is exactly what the other party wants?

Deter?

Fan Li said with a smile: "The dignified Holy Lord of Chess, set up an ambush to lure me into the game, just for the next game of Go?" ”

"This seat has just come out."

"Listening to Sister Jinde's dictation, although the cultivation of Jin Gong is not high, he has the posture of a generation of Confucianism."

"The eldest sister Yaoguang also praised the Duke of Jin, and asked me to take the time to visit once, so as not to know the heroes of the world."

Bai Nineteen still didn't speak, but her voice echoed in all directions.

Fan sneered.

It's high-sounding, isn't it a game?

It's just that this trip is quite gentle.

Game?

It's better than the Holy Lord of Arrows, you can't see a human figure, but the deadly arrows are shot from more than ten miles away.

"Okay then."

"My father has been very idle recently, and he can't delay much time by playing a game."

Seeing that Fan Li agreed, Bai Shijiu sneered in his heart.

After all, he is a weak person in the Jindan Realm, and his experience and knowledge are limited.

Even in the Pure Land, Bai Nineteen rarely made a move.

Her methods are not even very clear to Qingqiu, and Fan Li is even more unheard of!

Lingbao [Rotten Ke Chessboard] has two major secrets.

One is the game.

No blood, no injury, but a direct blow to the soul!

If the game fails, the light one will hurt the spirit and damage the mind.

The heavier is entangled by demons in his heart, forever trapped in the memory of losing the game, unable to extricate himself.

The second is the law of time.

In the chessboard world, once the game begins, time passes tens of thousands of times more than the outside world!

The so-called 'hand talk for one day, one hundred years in the world'.

In addition, the practitioner's resistance to the rules of time, with different realms, the resistance is also divided into high and low.

[Rotten Ke Chessboard] is a heaven-level spiritual treasure, and with Fan Li's Jindan realm cultivation, he has almost no resistance to the rules of time.

White 19 is different.

She is a Mahayana realm cultivator, and when she is subjected to the time rules of the chessboard world, she can reduce the speed of time passage from tens of thousands of times to a hundred times.

That is, 'hand talk for one day, one year in the world.' ’

"He is Jindan Realm, and his longevity is no more than two hundred years old."

"In this game of chess, I delayed it for two days and let Fan Li die on the chessboard."

"Even if Qingqiu asks, he only blames him for his poor chess skills and deserves to die of old age."

"Hmph...... It's a pity that I have to take care of Qingqiu's collection, otherwise I will play fast chess directly, let Fan Li fall into madness, and I can also solve problems for the eldest sister. ”

At this moment, under the barren mountain crooked neck tree.

Qingqiu stood quietly alone, guarding the Lingbao [Rotten Ke Chessboard].

She only knew that Bai Nineteen had entered the chessboard world.

According to the prior agreement, after playing a game with Fan Li, he will no longer be entangled and leave.

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"Let's get started." Bai Nineteen said coldly.

"This begins?" Fan Li asked, "Who holds white, who holds black?" ”

According to the rules of Go, Kuroko has the advantage of being the first move.

Therefore, after the end of the game, the player with black should pay attention to the player with white, that is, deduct a certain number of pieces.

Bai Nineteen felt funny when he heard it.

This Fan Li, do you really think you have the ability to play against her?

She is the Holy Master of Pure Land Chess, and the first female chess cultivator in the world!

If he didn't want to trap Fan Li until he died of old age, Bai Shijiu believed that with only twenty or thirty hands, he could make Fan Li abandon his son and admit defeat.

"You hold on to the black." Bai Nineteen said proudly: "This surname is Bai, and I have always only held Baizi." In addition, this seat never needs sunspots. ”

So confident?

Fan Li glanced at the other party in astonishment.

He wanted to say, actually, this game was unfair from the beginning, right?

That's right.

Fan Li is cheating.

At the same time.

Da Chu, Fan Mansion.

Fan Li's other doppelganger set up the chessboard, but chose the white Yunzi.

Opposite him, sat a thin-looking Confucian with a somewhat restrained expression.

It's just that when Confucian looked at the chessboard, he showed excitement and looked eager to try.

This guy is obviously a chess idiot!

"Your name is Huang Longshi?" Fan Lixiao asked.

"Student Huang Longshi has been studying in Lucheng for many years, but because of his stupid qualifications, he has not succeeded."

As Huang Longshi said, Lu Chunqiu had 3,000 disciples, and seventy-two of them were known as sages.

Huang Longshi is not among the seventy-two.

However, Fan Li once flipped through the roster of Lu Chunqiu's disciples and happened to see the name of Huang Longshi, which was exactly the same as the most famous Go saint in the ancient world before he traveled through the world.

He immediately wrote to ask Lu Chunqiu, confirming that Huang Longshi's chess skills were extremely exquisite.

During his study in Lucheng, he defeated 3,000 classmates, but he never encountered a defeat!

If it weren't for Huanglong's humble cultivation and forty years of hard study, he would have barely cultivated to the Yuanying realm, I am afraid that he would have been famous all over the world.

Fan Li invited Huang Longshi to Pengcheng very early and kept him in the Chuxian Pavilion so that he could come in handy one day.

Unexpectedly, this day came quite quickly.

"Jin Gong, you also like to play chess?" Huang Longshi asked with some excitement.

"The game is an elegant thing, how can my father not love it?" Fan Li said with a smile.

In fact, he inherited the talent of the original owner, and his chess skills are also at an excellent level.

But to defeat the Holy Master of Chess, I'm afraid it's unlikely.

As for interest, Fan Li is really not interested in Go, and it is impossible to delve into it.

"My father has heard that Mr. Huang's chess skills are superb for a long time, and I can't help but see that I am happy to hunt, and dare to love Mr. Huang to teach a game?"

I really didn't mean to post it so late today.

More than 6,000 words were written, deleted, and revised to produce this chapter.

I have an outline for my writing, but there is no detailed outline, and some detailed stories are all temporary thoughts, temporary information, and temporary writing.

I don't know anything about Go, so it's even more difficult to write.

I really want to travel back to last year and hammer to death the self who set up the Ten Holy Masters including qin, chess, calligraphy and painting......