As Nangong Jiuyun's figure also disappeared from the top of the mountain, on the sea of clouds, only the three hundred and sixty-one mountain peaks remained, such as the three hundred and sixty-one points on the chessboard, in the river of time, silent.

I don't know why, as long as they walk into the prohibition, these four people can't see the location of the others, as if the existence of the mountain top is that they can only see each other above the sea of clouds.

This invisible contest, under the sea of clouds, unfolds again,

Two years later, at the foot of the nineteenth peak, there was a monk in a green shirt, walking slowly, this person was Han Shi, he looked up at the nineteenth peak, and there was a trace of caution in his eyes.

Previously, these eighteen peaks were a contest with the ban, full of danger, and this nineteenth peak was like a sea of swords and fire, one wrong step, life and death.

If he expected it correctly, at this moment, the other three must have stepped on this peak, he doesn't know what the consequences will be if he can't break through this level first, but think about it, the backward person, whether it is chance or danger, the possibility of bad is naturally greater.

In this way, this nineteenth peak, he did not perceive time, but wanted to step into the colorful vortex as quickly as possible, ahead of the three of them.

Suddenly, Han Shi's eyes flashed, and he slowly stopped when he was about to get up, and he found that at the foot of this mountain, there was another fork in the road, leading to a pavilion, which was only more than ten zhang high, surrounded by a circle of stone walls, and there was no way out.

Han Shi hesitated slightly, he didn't immediately go to climb the nineteenth peak, but walked towards the pavilion.

The vermilion lacquer on the pillars of the pavilion has a few peeling off, it is not conspicuous in the distance, and when it comes closer, it looks a little dilapidated, the stone bench is full of dust, and the stone platform in the middle is scattered with a lot of broken stones.

Han Shi's right hand was slightly summoned, and the wind blew up, blowing through the gazebo, and the dust was gone.

What was left on the stone platform was a chessboard.

This chessboard was outlined in the stone platform, revealing a series of notches, which had been covered by thick dust, and it was obvious that no one had seen this chessboard for many years.

Han Shi's eyes froze, but he didn't look at everything on the chess game, but walked outside the pavilion and looked up at the mountaineering road, on it, he saw the traces of the prohibition, and his heart was suddenly quiet, and at this moment, he fell into a choice.

Han Shi's traits, the more he encounters major decisions, the more calm he becomes.

This gazebo is so obvious, I believe that if the three people encounter it, they will definitely not ignore it, but this gazebo is precisely because it is obvious, it will make people feel confused.

Among them, is there a big opportunity?

As Han Shi expected, there are four roads up the mountain on these nineteen peaks, which are in four different directions, and next to these four roads up the mountain, there are four fork paths leading to the pavilion.

Yue Rong was the first of the four to step into the pavilion, she was in front of the chessboard, meditating for several months, and in the end, she left disappointed, with a little regret in her heart, but she forcibly pressed down, concentrating on the breaking of the ban, and climbed towards the top of the mountain.

The reason why she was not remorseful was because she was sure that even if she wasted months, she would still be the first to set foot on the top of the nineteen peaks.

Three months later, Yue Xuan's figure appeared at the foot of the southwest of the Nineteen Peaks, his face was a little pale, he glanced at the pavilion, and did not step on the fork in the road, but directly walked on the road to climb.

The gazebo, he is not ignorant, but as early as five hundred years ago, he has set foot in it, although the location of this pavilion is a little peculiar, but after spending nearly a year, he did not make an inch, and had no choice but to give up.

Five hundred years later, he didn't even look at it, and simply ignored it.

In his mind, the other three did not know the depth of this pavilion, and it was very likely that they would be attracted by this pavilion as he did, and try to explore the true meaning of the chess game, so that he would be the first to enter the colorful vortex.

And only he knew that the colorful whirlpool led to a treasure land, where there were countless magic weapons, and there were countless spiritual treasure levels, and he glanced at the small pot in his hand, even if it was a fairy treasure like a small pot, there were a lot of them.

Even, in the records that the Yue family has inherited for countless years, there have been occasional appearances, known as the magic weapon of the Fengxuan level, and there are several pieces in the place where the colorful vortex is connected.

The treasure of sealing the Xuan is still above the immortal treasure of heaven and earth, and only second-order monks are qualified to obtain this level of treasure.

Every time he thinks of this, Yue Xuan's eyes will shine brightly, if he can obtain the treasure of Feng Xuan, after returning to the family, he will definitely get the weight of the ancestor, if he gets the guidance of the ancestor, in time, he will step into the second order, at that time, even if he looks at the star field, he can go.

Yue Xuan looked at the mountaineering road in front of him, his face was slightly solemn, recently he could feel that this small pot has become very difficult to control, and it often takes a lot of yuan power to break the prohibition, and the speed is also several percent slower than at the beginning.

He probed several times, but found nothing unusual, and after thinking about it for a long time, he had to attribute it all to the growing prohibition.

Ten days later, Nangong Jiuyun's figure slowly appeared in the southeast of the Nineteen Peaks, he stood at the foot of the mountain, and after glancing at the pavilion, he was like that Yuexuan, ignoring it at all, and went straight to the road to climb.

Five hundred years ago, before he arrived here, he had a strange change, and he seemed to know this pavilion very well.

Nangong Jiuyun's way of breaking the ban was very similar to that Yuexuan, and the speed was a few points faster, often pointing out a finger, and a suction force appeared out of thin air, forcibly turning those triggered prohibitions into streamers, sucking them away one by one, and there seemed to be an invisible magic weapon in his hand.

When Han Shi came to the foot of the mountain, more than a month had passed since Nangong Jiuyun stepped on the nineteenth peak, and he stood outside the pavilion and was silent for a long time.

In the end, he chose to stay and watch the game.

He has no other reason, only one point, this huge chess game with the mountain as the child, in which people can't get a glimpse of the overall situation, but now, there is a chess game here, and there should be a dark connection between it.

If you regard that life as a chess game, the choice of each step is a fall, and this son is neither right nor wrong at the moment of falling.

In fact, the end of a game of chess, for a person, may be just a step in the chess game of life, and it is not even possible to talk about winning or losing, let alone right or wrong.

There is no evidence for right or wrong!

He glanced at the mountaineering road, compared with the fork in the road of this pavilion, which road was the real way out, until the last moment, who knows.

Han Shi sat quietly in front of the chess game, his eyes did not open, he did not look at everything in the chess game, this sitting was three months.

In the past three months, he didn't think about the chess game, but in his mind, he went through all the prohibitions he had experienced in the past fourteen years, from beginning to end, with the help of memory.

Although his body was not moved, his heart seemed to have returned to fourteen years ago, going back in time, from fourteen years ago to the foot of these nineteen peaks step by step.

The moment he opened his eyes, he had reached the realm of Xiaocheng in the forbidden vein, but because of the restrictions of cultivation, many prohibitions with high requirements for Yuan Li could not be used for the time being, but the principles in them were already in his heart.

It's like a teenager who has practiced eighteen kinds of martial arts, and the basic skills are already proficient, but those heavy weapons, because of the lack of arm strength, can not be picked up for the time being, as the teenager grows older, there will eventually be a day of shock, and these are not Han Shi's most important gains.

Three months ago, the reason why he closed his eyes and meditated was precisely because he wanted to forget the existence of this chess game before looking at the chessboard.

And now, the moment he opened his eyes, he forgot everything except the prohibition, and it was not until his eyes fell on the game that he remembered that the game in front of him was the game he had forgotten three months ago.