Lan'er, who was standing on the side, was fascinated by the sound, and she hadn't come back to her senses after the music was over.

Looking at her obsessive look, it seems to be a (qíng) Dou Chukai's watch (qíng).

After everything returned to calm, Lan'er said with satisfaction: "Thank you Gongzi for helping me finish playing this song, why don't you give this song another name!"

Luo Yan thought for a while and said, "What do you think it's called "Lingquan Raider", how about it?"

Lan'er clapped her hands and praised: "Lingquan Raider, good, good, good name, it will be called "Lingquan Raider" in the future."

Okay, you helped me finish the score, and it's time for me to fulfill my promise, but I really don't want you to leave, it's rare to meet a soulmate in life, can you really bear to leave?"

"Thanks to the fairy's praise, I am being tested, and there are friends waiting outside, so I hope the fairy will understand. Luo Yan replied embarrassedly.

Lan'er sighed and said, "Childe is so ruthless!" Then he showed disappointment on his face and bowed his head silently.

The pavilion suddenly became quiet, and even if an embroidery needle fell on the ground at this moment, it could be heard.

After a long time, it was Luo Yan who broke the silence first, and he coughed lightly twice and said, "Please also ask Fairy Lan'er to guide you on how to leave." ”

Lan'er was very reluctant to stretch out her jade arm and turn her fingers a few times towards the surface of the lake.

Looking at the original calm water, it also rotated under her rotation, forming a whirlpool with a large number of feet.

Luo Yan, who was in the pavilion, suddenly felt a suction force emanating from the whirlpool, pulling his body in, and before he could react, it was already dark in front of him.

In the ancient big (diàn) deep in the valley, the white-robed old woman said: "He actually knows the "Tianqin Exercises", so the first level is too easy for him, you can't just cheap him like this, you have to increase the difficulty for him in the second level." Then she emitted a white light into the void.

When Luo Yan saw the light again, he found himself standing on the top of a cliff on all sides.

Looking at the mountains in the distance, he was about to fly over, but found that he couldn't fly in the air at all, and before his (shēn) body could jump, a powerful force pulled back to the ground.

Here (jìn) fly, that's the first reason that comes to his mind.

But if you can't fly, and you want to get out of here, it's a fantasy.

Half an hour later, under a sandalwood tree at the top of the peak, he saw a woman in a green robe, sitting at a stone table playing reversi alone.

When the woman saw Luo Yan approaching, she immediately shouted, "Childe, come over and play chess for a while, right?"

Luo Yan looked at the green-robed woman and said, "Fairy Lan'er, it's really Yaxing, just now she was playing the piano by the lake, and now she is playing alone under this tree!"

The green-robed woman said, "Who is Lan'er? Is the son talking about me? I am Qingju, and I have never left here for nearly a thousand years."

Besides, I don't like to play the piano either, and Childe's way of talking is really special, but I like it very much. After saying that, she smiled playfully, showing the thick (qíng) honey.

Luo Yan took a closer look at her, except for the different clothes, (shēn) Cai's appearance was exactly the same as the Lan'er he had met before.

Qing Ju saw that he had been staring at him, and hurriedly lowered his head and said, "Childe is staring at others like this, do I have flowers on my face?"

After Luo Yan knew the faux pas, he hurriedly explained: "It's abrupt, but the fairy is indeed the same as the Lan'er fairy I just said, which makes me recognize the wrong person." ”

Qingju smiled when she heard this: "Childe is really good at talking, but since he is here, let's finish this endgame before leaving!"

Luo Yan looked at the chess game on the stone table, the white chess pieces had almost been completely surrounded by black chess, waiting for the opponent's harvest like a turtle in an urn.

Qingju took the sunspot and said, "Please also ask the son to fall into the son." ”

Luo Yan picked up the white child and hesitated for a long time and didn't know how to fall.

In Qingju's urging again, he casually threw it into an angry eye.

I only heard a "bang", and a blue light came out from the chessboard (shè), knocking Luo Yan's (shēn) body backwards.

He spurted a mouthful of blood on the ground, and Qingju watched him fall to the ground after being beaten, and hurriedly said apologetically:

"Oops, I forgot to tell you, this chessboard is amazing, and mistakes will be punished. ”

Her words almost didn't hurt Luo Yan's nose, he stood up (shēn) with the pain, returned to the chessboard and asked, "Then what if I don't play?"

Qingju said: "Well, I'm afraid you'll have to stay on this foggy peak forever, but it's good to do this, and someone will talk to me in the future." ”

After saying that, she quickly fell into a black spot, and the situation of the white son became more dangerous.

Luo Yan didn't know how to play chess at all, let alone crack the endgame, so he picked up a white chess piece again and placed it on the side of the black qi at random.

This time, before his hand left the chessboard, his arm was crushed by another powerful murderous aura.

Qingju then dropped another son and said: "Childe, you misplaced it again, if you continue like this, within three moves, your white chess will be wiped out." ”

Luo Yan suppressed the resentment in his heart, waited for the new arm to grow, and then picked up the third white seed, looked at the plate full of sunspots, and didn't know where to put it for a while.

Qingju also worriedly prompted: "Childe should be cautious this time, if you make a mistake again, I don't know what will happen (qíng), a long time ago, someone was killed by this chessboard when he went down to the third step, and now it's a little scary to think about it." ”

"Then can the fairy give me some pointers, where is it appropriate for my white seed to fall?" Luo Yan said when he heard it.

"Wouldn't this be me playing chess with myself, how much fun it is!" Qingju shook her head and refused.

"Fun kills. Luo Yan looked at her with a harmless smile on her face, and couldn't guess what she wanted to do.

Qingju still smiled and said, "You can also choose to quit, so that where you come from, you can go back." ”

Luo Yan frowned, recalling what the young man in white said, if he chooses to quit now, I am afraid that he will not be able to get the answer he wants.

He began to hesitate, and the white pieces between his fingers flipped back and forth in the air.

Qing Ju took advantage of his unpreparedness, and suddenly reached out and touched his arm, and as a result, the white chess piece between Luo Yan's fingers fell to the chessboard.

Before he could react, an irresistible force erupted from the white piece he had just fallen, sucking his (shēn) body towards the chessboard.

After Luo Yan realized that he had been calculated, he immediately released the protective light film, and urged his true qi to resist the suction.

But no matter how much he resisted, it was in vain, and his (shēn) body was still pulled inch by inch into the chessboard.

After darkness, he appeared in a closed chamber, and as the light lit up, a voice rang in his ears:

"There are nine bookshelves in front of you, and all of them are chess games, when you read them all, and after you have understood them, solve the endgame on the door of the secret room by yourself and leave here. ”

Then the sound died down, and a white light shone on the bookshelf at the front.

Luo Yan smiled helplessly, reached out and touched the smooth wall, and then he mobilized the full (shēn) true qi and slapped it at the wall.

As a result, the power he unleashed seemed to hit the void, but it didn't have any effect, and the walls were still there.

He took out the Xunting Slash and slashed it against the wall, and after a burst of golden light, the nine true dragons that flew out disappeared into the wall and disappeared.

He opened the Tianqing Eyes again, and walked along the wall to see if there were any flaws, but he was disappointed, the only place he could leave was the stone door with the endgame, but if he wanted to open it, as the voice said, he could only solve the endgame.

Luo Yan tried to communicate with Yi Manfeng with his divine thoughts, but no matter how he called, there was still no answer.

After his divine sense entered the Qiankun Organic Pavilion, he found that Yi Manfeng's body was standing quietly in the attic, absorbing the aura and not moving.

He tried to communicate with the two great powers in the soul cultivation furnace again, but the other party seemed to be asleep, and no matter what he said, the two did not react at all.

After several requests for help to no avail, Luo Yan sighed in his heart: "It seems that I can only study these books." Then he picked up the first chess book in the white light.

This is an introduction to some entry-level knowledge, what dead chess, live chess, real eyes, false eyes, first occupy the corner, then move the side, intersections, qi connection, chess connection, grab the head, long as climbing, jump if walking and so on and so on.

The sentences of professional terms dazzled him, and then he picked up a book of ancient animal skin trees next to him, which listed what kind of golden horns and silver edges, small eyes hung high, virtual town and real tips and other formulas, which made him dizzy again.

Every time he finished reading one, the white light would automatically shift to the next book, and in this secret room, where it was impossible to distinguish between day and night, Luo Yan read them one by one, and the side (shēn) was filled with all kinds of animal skin books, bamboo slips, and jade plaques.

On the wall facing him, the black and white chess on it was also moved by him tens of thousands of times, and every time he dropped a white piece, a black piece would automatically appear on the wall.

Brushing his gray beard, he reached for the last game on the first shelf.

There is only one endgame in the book, and he watches as he practices on the chessboard on the opposite wall.

In fact, over the years, he has had countless thoughts of wanting to give up, but every time he stopped, he had to insist on practicing when he saw that the only way out blocked by the endgame.

Soon, he had finished practicing the endgame, and then looked at the chess game on the door of the secret room.

He thought about it for a long time, but he was still at a loss, so he had to dispel the idea of giving it a try, walked to the second bookshelf, picked up a chess book and continued to study.

As time passed, Luo Yan's hair was already on the ground, his forehead was full of wrinkles, and even his movements became much slower.

In this strange underground secret room, Luo Yan has become like a mortal, his life is gradually aging, and even his contact with the outside world has been completely cut off.

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