[Alive! White is alive! 】

In the live broadcast room, there are also people who are proficient in Go who see the subtlety of this step.

[Ahh Is it alive, how is it alive! 】

[Hurry up and explain, give me a hurry! ] 】

[That's right, I don't understand it at all, which god hurry up and explain it to me!] 】

Does this mean that they too can be saved? 】

As the sound of the living voice sounded, the barrage that had been silent was active again.

One sentence came alive and made everyone's heart twitch for it.

In addition to constantly sending barrages to express concern, people are staring at the live broadcast screen.

Expect change.

Thundered!

A low roar suddenly sounded, and the dedicated cameraman hurriedly pointed the camera at the stone gate.

I saw that the stone door that was originally closed really slowly opened with a roar.

[Oh my God, it's really alive, everyone is alive!] 】

[Shengtian Banzi, Little Heavenly Master really did it! ] 】

[My whole body is numb now, this is amazing! 】

[Who was suspicious of our little Heavenly Master just now, can you still speak now, apologize quickly!] 】

Seeing the door slowly opening, even people who don't know how to play Go know that this game of chess was really scared alive by Zhang Ping'an.

The entire barrage fell into ecstasy, and the people who had previously raised doubts also came out to apologize.

At this time, in the stone room, people's joy was much more than that of the audience in the live broadcast room.

Lin Meng was excited, and looked directly at Zhang Ping'an.

I saw that at this time, Bingbing also looked at Zhang Ping'an with excitement on her face.

The two girls rushed to Zhang Ping'an's side almost at the same time, hugging Zhang Ping'an, who had not yet reacted, left and right.

Let's go!

Let's go!

kissed his left and right faces twice in a row, directly confusing Zhang Ping'an.

"Thank you, Little Heavenly Master, we might have been able to do it without you."

For the rest of their lives, the excitement of the two girls was beyond words.

Zhang Ping'an pushed the two girls away with a look of disgust.

At this time, Zhang Ping'an's eyes glared, and he saw a half-old man running towards him happily.

The stubble-covered lips were already pursed because of the long-term lack of oxygen.

Zhang Ping'an's face, which had not seen the slightest wave since the stone gate was closed, showed a trace of panic for the first time.

Zhang Ping'an squatted down in fright, dodging Li Yiming's fatal attack.

Just as he was about to look up, he saw another half-grown old man rushing over.

"Wait a minute! There's something! ”

Zhang Ping'an shouted loudly, which made the two old men stop.

At this time, everyone was still immersed in the afterglow of the aftermath of the catastrophe.

Zhang Ping'an stared at the chessboard with his eyes.

Just when everyone thought that Zhang Ping'an was simply trying to divert the attention of the two old men, the chessboard suddenly split into two.

At this time, people realized that the chessboard was actually hollow.

After the chessboard separated, an oiled paper package was presented in front of the people.

"What is this?"

People looked at the oiled paper package with a bewildered expression.

After the lesson of the sudden closure of the stone gate before, no one dared to act rashly this time.

While they were still hesitating, a small white hand had already picked up the oiled paper package.

After picking up the oil paper package, Zhang Ping'an opened it directly, and it was a scroll.

The scroll slowly unfolded, and people's attention fell on it.

When the scroll was fully unfolded, four large characters appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Luo Tian Dajiao!

After seeing the four words on it, a smile also appeared on Zhang Ping'an's calm face.

He bowed slightly in the direction of the coffin.

"Thank you for the ink treasure from your predecessors!"

After speaking, Zhang Ping'an turned around and looked at the people who were still in a daze.

"Luo Tian Dajiao, half a month later, it will be held in Fangshan Temple!"

After Zhang Ping'an finished speaking, he put away the scroll.

Everyone present couldn't close their mouths in shock after hearing Zhang Ping'an's words.

Lin Meng, Li Yiming and Qian Yueming, because they knew that Luo Tiandajiao was going to be held.

With mental preparation, the expression is slightly better.

"In this way, this painting was really given to Little Heavenly Master by Li Chunfeng?"

After a while, a team member who was the first to recover from the shock said in surprise.

"I can prove this matter that before I asked the Heavenly Master to go down the mountain today, the Heavenly Master was preparing for Luo Tiandajiao!"

"That's right! I can prove it too! ”

Qian Yueming and Li Yiming's direct export certificate.

For a moment, the scene fell into an eerie silence again.

[In other words, Li Chunfeng has already calculated a thousand years ago to a thousand years later? 】

[This is too mysterious, I feel like my worldview is about to collapse! 】

[Wait a minute, what was shared with Xiaoyou on the chessboard before was not about the descendants, but about the little heavenly master? 】

[Li Chunfeng not only calculated that the little Heavenly Master would enter his tomb a thousand years later, but also prepared gifts in advance! ] 】

[This Li Guoshi is too good, right, can this be calculated? ] 】

[The history books record that Li Chunfeng's support for Emperor Wu's ascension to the throne was calculated, and I still sneered at it and thought it was a beautification of historical materials, but now I really believe it! ] 】

[Remind everyone, you can breathe now]

In the live broadcast room, people's jaws dropped directly by the calculated conclusions.

A gift that spans a millennium, a game that spans a millennium.

And just now Zhang Ping'an bowed to the coffin and thanked him, a dialogue that spans thousands of years!

All of these are like a hammer frantically beating their shattered worldview.

"If Li Chunfeng is already powerful enough, what about the little Heavenly Master who is half a son of the sky?"

In the stone room, a man muttered.

"That's right, Li Chunfeng more than a thousand years ago knew that this game could be solved, but he didn't solve it."

"And now that the chess game has been solved by Little Heavenly Master, this is the reason why Li Chunfeng gave Little Heavenly Master a gift!"

Someone else sighed.

Then more than two dozen pairs of eyes looked at the short figure.

That short figure looked so tall at this time.

"Little Heavenly Master, what do you have to do next?"

In addition to being shocked, as the person in charge of the excavation of the ancient tomb, Qian Yueming remembered that there was still something serious.

An old man asks a child for advice, but at this time it does not seem abrupt at all.

Because of Zhang Ping'an's various magical performances, he has already completely conquered everyone present and in the live broadcast room.

"Senior Li has passed away, and the treasures in this tomb must naturally be properly preserved."

"In addition, Senior Li's Yin Mansion has been destroyed, so I suggest that he still make a statue at the original site."

"If you accept the incense offering, you will naturally be blessed!"

"In addition, I don't need to stay too long, I'll go back to Fangshan Temple!"

After Zhang Ping'an finished speaking, he walked out with a scroll with the words Luo Tian Dajiao written on it.

As soon as he returned to the surface, he saw the head of the sea hill waiting outside.

"Heavenly Master, Zhu Dinggui's subordinates have already sent Fang Shanguan's transfer contract."

Zhang Ping'an raised his eyebrows, so that the task of recapturing Fang Shanguan was completed.

(End of chapter)