Sima Wuhua ignored Shang Yunjian, but looked at Luo Qingchen's move, with a little approval in his eyes.

Although Luo Qingchen inherited Zhuge Linye's cultivation talent, he did not get the correct cultivation method of the Immortal Spirit Body taught by the Holy Pavilion, but he had already walked in front of most of the immortal level masters in the Holy Pavilion.

It was no wonder that Shang Yunjian and Long Yao would rest assured that she would resist the people of the Holy Pavilion alone.

He was furious about this.

Dongfang Xin and the Third Venerable were not in the Holy Pavilion at this time, and he found that he was not completely sure that he would leave all the people on the Shoreless Sword Peak here.

He was about to make a move, but there was a sword sound in his ears.

"If you don't want the Pavilion to collapse again, come with me. ”

Shang Yunjian stepped into the air with laughter, and quickly disappeared from Sima Wuhua's field of vision.

Sima Wuhua snorted coldly and quickly caught up.

It wasn't because he felt Shang Yunjian was threatened that he gave in, but he really wanted to find an open place to send this shoreless sword immortal on his way.

From beginning to end, he never took Shang Yunjian in his eyes.

And if he goes all out, I'm afraid the Holy Pavilion won't be able to withstand it.

Seeing Shang Yunjian and Sima Wuhua turn into two streamers and disappear above the clouds, Long Yao also calmly extended an invitation to Zhuge Linye again.

Zhuge Linye shook his head slightly, his fingers swiped in the air, and the seven-colored petals under Luo Qingchen's control instantly stopped.

The sound of the flute stopped.

Long Yao stopped in front of Luo Qingchen, stretched out his hand to brush the talisman floating in the wind, and said in a cold voice: "Mr. Zhuge seems to be unwilling to go to the appointment." ”

Zhuge Linye shook his head and said, "If you don't want to, you can't." ”

"If I leave, the Holy Pavilion will be in danger. ”

Among the people in the Holy Pavilion, some of them had changed their faces.

Zhuge Linye's implication was obviously that they would be defeated by Luo Qingchen.

Long Yao's eyes froze, and he shook his head and said, "It's a pity, you have to play this game of chess." ”

Before the words fell, countless pieces of paper poured out from a wooden house on the Shoreless Sword Peak.

There is ink on the paper, and the ink gathers to form a picture.

A picture is a array.

Zhuge Linye's complexion changed, and the ten thousand talismans in his sleeve quickly appeared, which was the ten thousand talismans that had sealed Fang Chengyu back then.

Fallen Yuan has the ability to erode and devour spiritual power, and he was born to restrain the rune array drawn with spiritual power, Rao is like this, Fang Chengyu still needs to pay the price of his life before breaking out of the formation.

At that time, the Ten Thousand Fu Great Array was just a talisman given to Su Yi by Zhuge Linye, and it only had fifty percent of the original power.

The current one was created by Zhuge Linye with his own hands waving his sword, and it was already his full effort.

However, those ten thousand spells came into contact with Long Yao's countless ink arrays, and they began to collapse after holding on for dozens of breaths.

Zhuge Linye sighed.

He knew the reason for his loss.

The spiritual ink falls on the paper, forming an ink array, and thousands of changes are gathered on the paper, and so is the power.

As long as the spiritual ink does not dissipate, the power of the ink array will always exist.

Long Yao had preserved so many ink arrays, gathered them into a large array, and I don't know how many years of hard work it took.

And his Ten Thousand Fu Great Array was barely gathered in a hurry, and it had fallen into absolute inferiority in the accumulation of time.

Moreover, he is indeed old.

Zhuge Lin Ye sighed, and had to watch the ink array envelop the people of the Holy Pavilion, even if there were many immortal rank masters who were resisting frantically, they could not break through the ink array in a short time, but were seriously injured by the ink array's countershock.

Long Yao looked at Zhuge Linye calmly and said, "Mr. Zhuge still refuses?"

Zhuge Linye's fists clenched slightly.

He finally understood Long Yao's plan.

Luo Qingchen has never been the one to make a move, she is just here to distract him.

Shang Yunjian was not one of the winners, he just came to lure Sima Wuhua away.

The real key has always been Long Yao.

Taking advantage of his uncertainty, she suppressed the people of the Holy Pavilion with the ink array that she had prepared for many years, threatening their lives to force him to play against her. Longlong

Now that the Holy Pavilion and the Shoreless Sword Peak were fighting to the death, he understood, but he was still angry.

Zhuge Linye sighed and said, "You are indeed the most dangerous person on the Shoreless Sword Peak. ”

Long Yao didn't answer, and said, "Please." ”

Zhuge Linye glanced at Luo Qingchen and shook his head slightly.

Luo Qingchen looked at him, bowed, and looked apologetic.

Zhuge Linye smiled.

He saw his mark on her face.

Even if she is now on the opposite side of him, she is still his daughter.

From the beginning, it was he who owed her.

At the end of his life, it was not bad to have a regret back then.

He let out a long breath, stretched out his hand, and said, "Mr. Ryuji, please." ”

......

Countless criss-crossing lines appeared in the sky.

Each line was intertwined with thousands of symbols, gradually forming a huge chessboard over the Holy Pavilion.

This chessboard covered the sky over the entire Holy Pavilion, and although it didn't seem to be lethal at all, it actually separated the worlds inside and outside the chess game, and if you rushed forward, you would only be seriously injured by Fu Yi.

This means that no one can disrupt the game.

Inside the chess game, Zhuge Linye was in a wheelchair, facing Long Yao across the chessboard.

The people of the Holy Pavilion who were suppressed by the ink array couldn't help but look at the sky while struggling, their expressions were either nervous or solemn, in short, there was no one who didn't take this game of chess seriously.

Back then, the star chess game once obscured the sky of the Holy Pavilion, and Long Yao at that time dragged the chess game to a stalemate under the eyes of everyone in the Holy Pavilion, and left openly after delaying enough time, although the entire Holy Pavilion thought that Zhuge Linye should have won, Zhuge Linye himself agreed with the statement of the draw.

This chess game that has not yet begun may be a continuation of the history of the past, and no one wants to miss it.

Luo Qingchen withdrew his hand and looked at Long Yao and Zhuge Linye in the air with some distraction.

Her perception of Zhuge Linye was very complicated, because although this immortal master of the Holy Pavilion gave her life, she had not had a little nurturing and companionship, if it wasn't for the last time she fought with the cultivators of the Holy Pavilion in order to save Shang Yunjian, she would not have known that she was Zhuge Linye's daughter.

She was willing to call him father, but that was about it.

But Zhuge Linye's look before he went to the bureau, she understood it, and only she understood it.

He just wanted to put on a good show in front of his daughter.

This kind of childish thought appeared in the Zhuge Immortal Master of the Holy Pavilion, and if the rest of the Holy Pavilion knew about it, no one would believe it.

Luo Qingchen knew that all he wanted was to leave him with an unforgettable memory, at least after he left, she wouldn't forget him.

This is a kind of guilty selfishness, and it is Zhuge Linye's last selfishness to indulge.

Thinking of this, Luo Qingchen looked at the starlight faintly leaking in the sky with a complicated face, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

She took a deep breath and carried up the seven elemental origins, surrounded by seven-colored petals, forming a large net of elemental weaving, which was draped on the ink array under her instructions, further reinforcing the suppression of the cultivators of the Holy Pavilion.

Regardless of the outcome of the game, she can't let any other possible variables happen now.

......

It was afternoon, and it was supposed to be a sunny day, but as the chessboard above the Sanctuary formed, there were stars shining on the top of the clouds, paving the entire chessboard with a layer of silver.

Zhuge Linye stretched out his finger, and the starlight moved with it, condensing into a white child between his fingers.

He smiled, looked at the top of the clouds in front of him, and sighed, "I've always been curious about what kind of existence the stars are. ”

Long Yao nodded and said, "The Eye of the Sky turns into the sun and the moon and looks down on the world, and the incarnation does not contain stars. What the thousands of stars are, and why they appear in the night sky, even the patriarch has not been able to answer. ”

A spiritual ink gathered in the palm of her hand, gently touching the spilled starlight, like a child sucking her fingers.

There is an extra layer of silver light on the spiritual ink, and the ink color is getting brighter and brighter, this is the sunspot.

Long Yao pointed casually, and the sunspot was no longer in his hand.

A chess piece falls and occupies the southeast star position of the game. This fall is firm and natural, and it has the meaning of inviolability.

Zhuge Linye smiled faintly, replied, and said, "Indeed, otherwise Wen Xianjun's fairyland would not be a stargazing map." This starry sky is already full of mystery. ”

Long Yao reached out and took down a piece of starlight, and it fell with the spiritual ink turning into a sunspot.

"The starry sky is vast and endless, and after a thousand years, it can be recognized by human beings after all, just like the ancestor who watched the stars for several months and became a stargazing map. ”

She gathered another chess piece, looked up at Zhuge Linye confidently, and said firmly: "As his apprentice grandson, the master's disciple, if I can't even win this game of starry chess, how can I face this starry sky?"