Six immortal towers rise around the Caijuan Immortal Palace.

They stand on the surface of the sea, separated from the sea by a layer of light mist, and the names of each building are written on the fairy towers.

Of course, the Six Skills Competition was just an episode of the Dragon Mother's feast, because most of the guests were outstanding young people from various sects, and they also needed the opportunity to really make a name for themselves.

Needless to say, the art of the magic of the Tao refers to pure skills, regardless of spiritual power, the law is a competition of spells, the Tao is to sit and talk about the Tao, the mystery and the mystery, the final victory is difficult to judge, and even several times the dragon mother came forward.

Lu married and naturally went to the Sword Tower.

She looked at Ning Changjiu through the crowd, slightly puzzled.

"Aren't you going to the Dao Tower?" Lu Marrying only said lip sync.

Ning Changchang could understand, and he also said with his lips: "I don't like to quarrel with the old man." ”

He went to the chess building.

Lu asked the marry: "How good are you in chess...... Okay?"

Ning Changjiu still replied: "I can win Xiang'er." ”

Lu Marrying smiled helplessly, stopped asking, and said, "Don't be ashamed." ”

Ning Chang nodded and said, "Okay, you should be more careful, Mo Xiaoneng, I will try to come to you as soon as possible." ”

Lu married Qiushui's long eyes narrowed, and said, "Don't worry about you." ”

With that, she stepped into the sword tower.

Ning Changchang smiled and walked into the chess building.

The color of the chess building is the same as the chess pieces, pure black and white, just like Zhao Xiang'er's eyes.

The rules here are simple.

There are dozens of tables in total, choose one at random and sit down, and the one who wins will move on to the next floor.

Ning Chang sat down at a table in the southeast direction.

The house that Ning Xiaoling chose for him back then was in the southeast direction.

Ning Changjiu had seen some chess games in his previous life, and he had played two games of chess with Zhao Xiang'er in this life, which was all he knew about chess.

But many things, as long as they touch the essence, experience will become a chicken rib or even a burden.

He had faith in his mental strength.

But the strange thing is that he is obviously a newcomer, but no one has ever sat across from him.

It soon dawned on him that he didn't look like a newcomer.

The young man has black hair and white clothes, his face is delicate and flawless, quiet as jade, and after removing the slightly frivolous smile on weekdays, he will become more and more fairy-like, like a Qionghua jade tree facing the window to the spring breeze. caused countless girls to look at this side from time to time, and there was even a circle of young ladies who were surrounded by a circle, and they also pushed a certain little girl and encouraged her to come here.

Ning turned a blind eye for a long time.

He pondered slightly, poked his fingers into the basket, and twisted the chess pieces in his hand in a very indecent posture, as if he had just come into contact with this way.

Sure enough, this move made a man show contempt and walked to Ning Changjiu and sat down.

Ning Chang's first game begins.

He's serious, and that seriousness is a restraint about trying new things.

But he is also confident, because the Shura Divine Record has given him a spiritual power far beyond ordinary people, which is an inexhaustible sea.

In the past, Ning Chang always showed a little weakness in front of Zhao Xiang'er and Lu Marrying, but it was not weak, but spoiled, he broke through the Purple Court Realm in his previous life after cultivating for twelve years, and broke the bottleneck of ascension after cultivating his sword for twelve years.

He is the only genius in the world, and he didn't think so in the past, just because the unsightly senior brothers and sisters are more terrifying than himself.

But now others are in the mortal world.

No matter how luxurious and beautiful the Colorful Immortal Palace is, how can it compare to an immense ray of moonlight?

Ning Chang took the chess piece and landed on the chessboard.

He believes that as long as he wants to do well, he can do it well.

The sound of falling children all over the building.

Ning Chang alternated with the man.

After a while, the staggered points of the vertical and horizontal lines of the chessboard were full of black and white pieces.

Ning Chang looked at Hei Baizi and fell into deep thought.

He is not thinking about victory and defeat, but feels that the intersection of time and destiny is like the infinity of time and fate.

And a seed cannot be lost at their intersection.

Unless......

Ning Chang picked up a black piece, landed it on the chessboard, and then lifted the white chess piece surrounded by four black pieces.

The other party sat still for a long time.

Ning Changjiu stood up and walked upstairs.

The other party didn't stop him, just looked at the chessboard and thought about it.

Ning Chang continued to sit down in the southeast corner.

This time, the opponent came quickly.

Ning sat quietly for a long time, without distractions, urging the Shura Divine Record, and every time he fell, he kept deducing and calculating.

It's not easy, but it's not that hard.

The other party also changed from the initial relaxed look, a little bit cautious and solemn.

Many people are looking at this place.

"Cao Rao, isn't that the famous Cao Rao, who is his opponent?"

"I don't know, but I dare to confront Cao Rao on the second floor, and I really don't know Mount Tai. ”

"This time, the leader, no accident, is Cao Gongzi. ”

Ning Chang heard their discussion, but he didn't take it to heart.

Needless to say, he can feel that his opponent is strong.

In their eyes, the same chessboard is actually a different world.

Cao Rao is the national player of the Ceres God Kingdom.

The Ceres Kingdom is one of the five largest of the eighty-one kingdoms in Middle-earth.

The five kingdoms ruled over the nations, allied themselves with each other, and had a great say in the secular dynasties.

And the national hand of the Ceres God Kingdom, its status and strength are self-evident.

He didn't know how to practice, he could only play chess, but with his knowledge and skill, he studied this path to the extreme.

In Ning Changchang's eyes, all the subtleties of these chess pieces have faded, and all that remains is "gains and losses".

Cao Rao plays chess like calligraphy and painting, while Ning Changchang looks like doing business.

Everyone thought that Cao Rao would win easily.

But they are going down more and more slowly.

The people on the second floor are almost over, and they're still down.

Some people wanted to get to the top of the building as quickly as possible and leave early, while others crowded over to watch the game.

Cao Rao thought about it for a long time, and finally settled.

The sea fog outside the window dissipated and gathered.

The reason why the magic hand is wonderful is because the magic hand is natural, and it will naturally cause the sound of heaven and earth.

These sea fogs are like the eyes of heaven and earth, watching this game together.

Ning Chang looked at the chessboard and sighed.

He barely thought about it, and the fog outside the window suddenly cleared, and the light fell back in.

"Why?" Cao Rao asked.

Ning Chang said: "This is an ordinary person's game, but mortals can never see the real end. ”

He said this with a hint of sadness.

The same is true of the Heavenly Dao, which treats cultivators who think they are extraordinary.

Cao Rao understood what he meant, will people not be able to win the sky after all...... His eyes were slightly red.

Ning Changjiu gave him a slight salute to show respect. Because the thinking time he used was actually several times that of Cao Rao, and all this time was erased by him with the authority of time. If it was the same time, he was really no match.

He even thought about going against the tide and regretting his moves.

But out of morality and dignity, he didn't do it in the end.

It's just that they have dignity and morality, and those beings who are high up and dominate the world will have?

Ning Chang looked at the chess pieces on the chessboard, sighed, passed by, and walked towards a higher place.

Cao

Rao, including everyone watching chess, didn't want to believe that he had lost.

The rest of the people began to count, and after counting several times, they confirmed that Cao Rao had indeed lost half of his eyes.

Who the hell is this teenager?

Ning Jiujiu had already gone upstairs.

He was dressed in white like snow, his face was expressionless, and when he married Zhao Xiang'er to Lu, he sent two people, only giving people a sense of being a master outside the world.

He also felt the same way, and thought with a smile in his heart, without the fetters of women, he really became a lot stronger.

But before this thought came to mind, he looked in the direction of the sword tower, thinking worriedly about the situation at the moment when Lu was married.

He had only sat down when a little girl came over wriggling and sat down carefully across from him.

This little girl was secretly watching herself on the first floor.

When she was finally on the third floor, she mustered up the courage and sat down across from him.

As soon as she sat down, she blushed and said, "Hello senior, my name is Mo Zhu, um...... The juniors dare to ask for the names of the seniors. ”

"Rather long-lasting. He spoke, then grabbed a handful of chess pieces and put them on the table, guessing first.

Mo Zhu also became serious.

In fact, the girl's chess is terrible.

She was able to come to the third floor, not because she was powerful, but because her previous opponents were all her sisters.

Now that the sisters have lost, they have carried themselves up to the third floor, and if she doesn't attack again, she will be so sorry for the efforts of the sisters.

So here she came.

She thought she was very beautiful, the most beautiful girl in her small country, full of favor and envy.

When she was playing chess, she also lightly held her cheeks and knocked on the chess pieces, revealing a coquettish or charming color.

But from beginning to end, this senior did not look at himself more.

Not only that, but he didn't even let himself go.

The girl deliberately delayed time, thought hard, and even talked about her family background and appearance, hoping to get a little wave in the other party's eyes.

But Ning Chang only has wins and losses in his eyes.

Finally, she looked at the eaten pieces on her chessboard and cried.

One is because Ning Chang has ruthlessly destroyed flowers, and the other is because she only discovered today that it turned out that it was a lie for them in the palace to praise their ice and snow intelligence and chess skills......

Ning Chang heard her cry, a little helpless, but he didn't know how to comfort him, so he chose not to listen to it and went straight upstairs.

Mo Zhu looked at his departing back and was very angry, but after being angry for a while, he felt that the other party was really a decent gentleman, not moved by beauty, and always adhered to principles.

Ning Chang went up to the fourth floor.

On the other side, Lu married and went up to the fourth floor almost at the same time.

No matter how many geniuses there are in Middle-earth, where is the opponent of her sword body that has been tempered for thousands of years?

The banquet of the Mother of Dragons was extravagant and extravagant, and the leader on the sixth floor was even more difficult to say.

But these are for ordinary monastics, not including them.

And on the first floor of the Sword Tower, there was a man in black holding a sword, who had been drinking tea all the time, suddenly got up and walked upstairs.

"Mr. Seven, you ......" His swordsman was taken aback.

It stands to reason that Mr. Seven can come to the Dragon Mother Banquet to sell enough face, how can this kind of small fight in the sea country let him take action in person? What's more, in this level of competition, even if he makes his own shot, he may be able to win the championship.

The man known as Mr. Seven said lightly: "That woman is also a sword spirit body, but it's a pity that the path is crooked." ”

The swordsman followed behind him, puzzled, "Which woman did the gentleman say?"

Mr. Seven didn't answer, but said: "You don't have to follow, there are rules for this banquet, only one person can go upstairs, and you are the one who wins on the first floor." ”

Can this still be done? The sword attendant was slightly displeased, but he had no choice but to agree.

Mr. Seven walked upwards and said indifferently: "How precious is the sword spirit body, how can it be so tyrannical?" I let her understand what a real sword is. ”