The old man wants to see what is so special about this son, that he can be favored by the real person of Bliss. Zhu Mei said secretly.

For the inheritance of the true Bliss, Zhu Mei has long been aiming at it.

Of course, he is not for himself, but for his eldest disciple Ji Deng.

I don't want outsiders to get ahead of the curve.

That's right, in Zhu Mei's eyes, Li Qing, who is also in the same line of righteousness, is an outsider, and in his opinion, only his lineage Qingcheng is authentic, and he can rightfully inherit the inheritance of the true person of Bliss.

When everyone came to the small courtyard, they saw such an unexpected scene, Bliss real people sitting on a high stool, their little faces were pale, sweating profusely, staring intently at the chessboard.

Yan Renying, Zhuge Jin and other junior disciples were all shocked, this Li Qing not only dared to play against the predecessors of Bliss, but also could make his face so ugly, this boldness...... It's really too big, isn't it?

At this moment, the chess game between Li Qing and Bliss Zhenren has reached the middle game, although the situation is still staggered, as if the outcome is unknown.

But in fact, Li Qing has completely taken the initiative, you must know that he deliberately lost chess before, but he played a few stinky chess, the situation at that time was in the eyes of Bliss Zhenren, he had completely won the opportunity, and it was almost impossible for the kid on the opposite side to turn the tables.

But what I didn't expect was that this kid made frequent clever moves after that, many of which were roads (modern sociology) that he hadn't seen, and he actually pulled the situation back step by step.

Although the Elysium chess path is correct and occupies the center, Li Qing can often grasp the key points, even use flying knives, and solve the crisis several times.

And he has a big advantage in the corners, and at this moment he is aggressive, looking for an opportunity to attack.

Although they knew that there were many more people around, both Bliss Zhenren and Li Qing's minds had already sunk into this chess game, and they had no time to care about it at all.

When everyone saw the black and white scattered chess shapes on the chessboard, they couldn't help but be surprised, they didn't expect that this young man could (dare) force the real person of Bliss into such a predicament.

I saw that Bliss Zhenren was holding a pitch-black cloud in his hand at the moment, staring at the chessboard, his brows were tightly locked, and he was extremely cautious, and he didn't fall for a long time.

I don't know how many years I haven't sweated on my smooth forehead, which is covered with dense beads of sweat, and I can't care about my eyebrows when they are wet.

And Li Qing, who was sitting opposite him, also looked embarrassed, the back of a pale cyan silk shirt on his body was already soaked with sweat, but he didn't realize it, his eyes were like knives staring at the chess pieces in the hands of Bliss Zhenren.

The momentum, as if it was about to smash the chess piece.

I don't know if it's nervous, or habitual movements, the five fingers of his left hand take turns to fall on the table under the chessboard, making a sound of "get it, get it", and there is a trace of rhythm in it.

On the chessboard, there is a faint sense of killing, as if these chess pieces are flesh-and-blood soldiers, catching and fighting on the chessboard!

Perhaps due to psychological effects, the onlookers felt as if there was a faint smell of blood, diffusing around, stimulating their scalps to tingle.

"Smack!"

With a heavy knock of Li Qing's fingers, the Bliss real person on the opposite side slapped the black chess pieces in his hand, and then wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, raised his head and looked at Li Qing fiercely with a pair of big eyes.

Yan Renying, Zhuge Jin, Shen Tuhong, Ji Deng, Yue Wen and other young disciples all stood behind Li Qing and watched, and at this moment, they were forced by the eyes of the Bliss Zhenren, they all felt their breath stagnate, their hearts beat wildly, and they couldn't help but take a step back.

But in the seat in front of them, Li Qing, who was really facing the real person of Bliss, did not move at all, looking at the chess game with his head down, unaffected in the slightest.

Suddenly, he raised his head and said, "Real person, you just said what would happen if I lost, what good would it do if I won?"

Li Qing's words shocked everyone around, how dare this kid!

The drunken Taoist was afraid that the Bliss True Man would blame him, and was just about to say something, when he heard the Bliss True Man sneer: "If you kid wins, the old man, I will give you a Guiyuan Pill that I spent ninety-nine years of hard work to refine." ”

Guiyuan Dan?

Although Li Qing didn't know what it was, looking at the shocked expressions of the people around him, he also knew that it must be a good thing, so he hurriedly said: "Then it's a word." ”

"Hmph, you win the old man first!"

"Okay, you're welcome. ”

As he spoke, Li Qing picked up a white piece and slapped it heavily on the chessboard.

"Smack!"

It was an insignificant sound, but it was this sound that tugged at everyone's heartstrings.

When this son fell, his momentum suddenly changed greatly, his straight back was like a sharp sword out of the sheath, and his sharp momentum pierced the sky, in the eyes of everyone, Li Qing's whole body was full of momentum, and he was as powerful as a bloody blade!

Under the induction of qi, even monks such as Zhu Mei and Bai Guyi, who have been practicing for thousands of years, can't help but beat their hearts faster.

Bliss Zhenren had a white little face, his complexion changed greatly, he picked up a chess piece and couldn't fall for a long time, looked at the chessboard and then looked at Li Qing, and suddenly laughed and said: "Hahaha! Stinky boy, good boy! The old man admits defeat!"

After speaking, he stretched out his hand violently, pinched Li Qing's mouth open, and a pill in his sleeve robe popped in, and melted in his mouth.

Then he let go of his hand.

"Senpai, you-"

Li Qing stared, and just wanted to say something, as soon as the words came out, a hot current surged out from his lower abdomen, like magma flowing in the meridians, and there were bursts of intense burning pain in the places he passed.

The momentum that was as sharp as a knife and like a substance suddenly disappeared, Li Qing didn't say a word, quickly kicked off the stool and sat cross-legged on the ground, exhaled the true yuan in his body, and hurriedly started.

Round and round, over and over again, this operation is nine hundred and eighty-one Sundays, and it is not until the eighty-first Sunday is finished that the operation of the true yuan seems smooth and pure!

The people standing around looked at Li Qing's breathing as if no one was around, and no one bothered him.

The momentum of this son when he fell just now was terrifying, coupled with the fact that he still dared to fall in the face of Bliss Zhenren and let Bliss Zhenren admit defeat, this series of behaviors is enough to win anyone's respect, not to mention that this son is still so young, and the future is limitless.

Even Zhu Mei secretly pondered that after going back, she wanted her eldest disciple to have a good relationship with him.

Ninety-nine and eighty-one days later, the true yuan in Li Qing's body had become extremely majestic, impacting one acupoint after another in this body like the water of a broken embankment.

The sound of crackling fried beans kept ringing, which was a sign that the acupuncture hole was opened.

By the time Li Qing opened his eyes, his strength realm had reached the peak of the third realm, but he still had no strength to break the fourth realm.

It's normal, if the Taixuan realm is so easy to pass, it can't become a watershed in the great realm.

(End of chapter)