"I'm not convinced, the old man is not convinced!"

"Heaven is in control, how can the old man lose?

Seeing the darkness of the heavens and the earth overturning, and the reappearance of a piece of light, as if hundreds of years had aged in an instant, the original snow-white and shiny hair showed a withered and numb-like color, as if all the vitality had been gone.

"I'm not convinced, Zhang Fan, the old man wants to compete with you again!"

"Bang!"

The god operator slapped the handle of the wheelchair, and shouted loudly: "Go, under the Fusang tree, the old man wants to be with that Zhang Fan for a while!"

"With the tortoise shell in hand, I won't lose, definitely not. ”

In the almost exhausted roar, the sand covered the sky, the dust covered the sky, and the wheelchairs, the divine operator, and the children all broke through the sky and headed towards the east.

In the eastern sky, the Fusang tree is like a pillar of heaven and a pillar supporting the sky, it still looks far away, but there is no hazy and unreachable feeling, obviously the restriction that separates the world from heaven and earth, and cannot go to the end no matter what, has disappeared.

...... Not to mention how unwilling the operator is, what kind of struggle, Zhang Fan is already standing in the place he dreamed of at this time.

"Fu ~ Mulberry ~ Tree ~"

Zhang Fan's eyes were full of dazzling golden light reflected, and what could not be concealed was the ecstasy and eagerness that could not be concealed.

One of his palms slowly poked out, and the void seemed to become a thin piece of paper at this moment, and the endless distance suddenly crossed and pressed to the trunk of the Fuso tree.

At the moment when the arrow shot ten days, and then turned into a big one, Zhang Fan found that the whole world was already different.

Heaven and earth, reversed and overturned, if the body becomes a raft, suddenly across thousands of mountains and rivers, to the other side.

In other words, at the moment when Zhang Fan incarnated into Da Yue, not only did the illusion of this heaven and earth completely disappear, but he himself also crossed the distance of time and space in an instant, and was directly teleported to the Fusang tree.

"Boom!"

The earth-shattering tremor appeared in the depths of the souls of all the people in the whole heaven and earth in an instant, and time and space were solidified, hard, and unbreakable at this moment.

Only Zhang Fan's palm did not stop, without any restrictions, and clinged to the trunk of the Fusang tree.

One person and one tree, one is as tall as the sky, one takes off the appearance of a savage man, and re-transforms into the size of an ordinary person, and the two stand side by side, with a gap between heaven and earth.

However, if someone watched from the sidelines, they would find that although Zhang Fan had stood still since he put his palm on the Fusang tree, and even his eyes had been closed, his aura kept climbing until it was as tall as the Fusang tree.

"Quack~ah~woo~"

The sound of the black cry suddenly resounded on the Fusang tree, and at the top of the tree, the extreme of the sky, and the place of the east, a round of red said, instead of the falling ten suns, rose to the highest point of the Fuso tree, and also the highest place of the whole world.

One person, one tree, all one.

When Zhang Fan incarnated and condensed into a golden crow, Fusang Shu no longer resisted him, and truly accepted him, and his heart and his imprint were imprinted into it without hindrance.

Zhang Fan...... Zhang Fan...... Zhang Fan ......"

At this moment, the hoarse call was surging with a strong wind, and the people had not yet shown their madness.

"I'm not convinced~convinced~~~"

"Bang!~"

In the sound of breaking the air, the god operator sat in a wheelchair, and his little boy rode the wind together, everything seemed to be the same as before, but as long as he looked at his crazy demeanor, he knew that this god operator, who was admired by the immortals in the clouds, was already completely out of order.

"It shouldn't be like this!"

In the dull landing sound, the voice of the god operator broke through the smoke and dust in the sky: "Zhang Fan, do you know? It shouldn't be like this." ”

The sound of "crunch" sounded, and the god operator appeared from the smoke in a wheelchair, seeing Fusang Tree and Zhang Fan, he seemed to have broken free from the madness a little, and there was a little more conditioning and reason between his words.

"Oh!"

Zhang Fan didn't seem to be surprised by the appearance of the divine operator, his palm was not away from the Fusang tree, and he looked back and said indifferently: "So, what does Mr. Shensuan think it should be?"

His tone was extremely flat, without the slightest nervousness or urgency, not like at the most critical moment, but more like a fortune-telling stall on the street, asking for ambiguous prophecies in an indispensable tone.

"How?"

"How should I be, you ask?"

"Ridiculous!"

The god operator laughed, raised an arm, and shook it at Zhang Fan.

"Huh?!

Zhang Fan glanced at it casually and said with a chuckle, "So what?"

"I'm in charge of the heavens!"

As soon as the god operator slapped the wheelchair, he actually stood up from the wheelchair that had not left for a moment, straightened up with a stiff movement, and stepped out in one step.

"Bang!"

Like a dead tree in spring, the shriveled body of the divine operator gradually filled, and the breath increased a hundredfold, arousing the dust in the sky and the aura of the spirit vibrating, giving birth to the sound of explosion.

From a crazy old man who may die at any time to regain the power of a strong man who should be, it is just a step in that step.

Practice qi, build a foundation, knot Dan, Yuan Baby, and transform into a god!

Taking five steps, the god operator has already stood firmly in the realm of transforming gods, and in terms of cultivation alone, he is even above Zhang Fan who is still in the period of spiritual silence at this time.

"I hold my fate!"

"Whoever I want to live, I will live, and whoever I want to die, I will die!"

"I make him rich, even if I sit and wait for his family, there will be monstrous wealth from heaven, and I make him poor, no matter how hard he tries and all his talents, he will not be able to escape his life!"

"I am the sky, I am the destiny, those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me perish!"

With every step, the god operator shouted loudly, and the crazy words were not funny under its monstrous momentum, but some of them were taken for granted.

The tortoise shell in the hands of the god operator is also bright, and countless threads of fate converge in it, and there are endless joys and sorrows staged in it, including wealth and poverty, and happiness...... It's like everything in the heavens and the earth, and it's really like the palm of your hand.

The overwhelming power and murderous intent came to his face, but Zhang Fan didn't move, his palm never left the Fusang branch at all, just shook his head and chuckled: "Ridiculous!"

"Ridiculous!"

Shaking his head back and forth, it was ridiculous, as if two heavy hammers were smashed into the heart of the god operator, making him involuntarily pause.

"God operator, God operator, you are lost. ”

Zhang Fan's tone was always indifferent, as if he didn't feel the killing machine that locked his whole body at all, and said leisurely: "The way of heaven is not something that people can master, but my generation of cultivators should be stubborn and sharp, and make the impossible possible, if you want to do this, you must understand what the real heaven is, and you must have the heart to represent heaven and not let the will of heaven." ”

"Do you have any of these?"

"I ......"

Zhang Fan didn't wait for the god operator to answer, and said to himself: "In Zhang's opinion, you always hold on to the word 'stealing', don't treat the beings under the heavenly machine as your own, only regard yourself as a thief, making trouble wantonly, and have no master's mentality. ”

"Today, Zhang is here to discuss with you about the Tao and the heavenly opportunity!"

"Hahaha~~"

Under Zhang Fan's gaze, the divine operator laughed wildly: "On the Dao, on the Dao Heavenly Machine, who in the world is qualified to discuss the Dao Heavenly Machine with the old man?"

"Really?" Zhang Fan nodded noncommittally, and then changed his words and said, "I don't know how Mr. Shenshu can play chess?"

Before the words fell, his spare hand was raised, and the starry sky was filled with stars in an instant, and all eyes were bright.

A little Tianyuan, eight star positions, nineteen vertical and horizontal, it is a chessboard with bright stars as chess pieces.

"The way of chess?!"

The god operator was stunned for a moment, and only then did he understand that the "Heavenly Machine" in Zhang Fan's mouth had begun.

I don't know what he remembered, the light in his eyes flickered, and he really stopped, and said proudly: "I want to hear it in detail, the old man wants to see, what qualifications do you have to speak in front of the old man, and what ability can you win me?"

Anyone can understand from his voice that what he can't forget and can't let go of is that last point: how Zhang Fan won him.

"Mr. Shensuan, do you know that since the birth of the word "chess", there has been no repeated game in heaven and earth, whether it is a national player or a mediocre hand, do you know why this is and what it represents?"

Zhang Fan's voice came lightly, and when he fell into his ears, the divine operator immediately frowned, obviously thinking about all kinds of thoughts in his heart, but he didn't care so much in his mouth.

"Uh-huh!"

After a while, the god operator suddenly snorted coldly: "From the old man's point of view, what is really ridiculous is that you Zhang Fan is the only one, how can you play chess and chess, how can you talk about heavenly opportunities in chess?

"As a person who can calculate the heavenly machine, he can't even break the rules and can't see through them, and the old man looks at you like nothing more than that. ”

"Rules?" Zhang Fan smiled dumbly, shook his head and said, "No, it's not a rule, it's a possible surname!"

"Possible last name?"

"It's probably the last name!"

"The nineteen-way chessboard seems simple but has infinite possibilities, even if it is countless years and hundreds of millions of games, it cannot be exhausted, and it is impossible to exhaust. ”

"God operator, don't you have any understanding?"

In the last sentence, Zhang Fan's voice faintly brought out the sound of the bronze bell ringing, like the morning bell and dusk drum, which suddenly shook the heart of the god operator.

"You...... This ......"

The divine operator's expression changed suddenly, and these words fell into the ears of others, no different from babbling, but to him, it seemed to him to have realized, as if a layer of obstacle had opened a gap.

"What do you mean?"

For some reason, the roar of the divine operator actually brought out a bit of panic.

"The way of heaven is inherently myriad, endless possibilities, good fortune, evil and good fortune, and the idea of success or failure!"

"My generation of monks, calculating the heavenly opportunity, exhausting a life in countless possibilities, and generating good and bad with a single thought is the right way. ”

"Forcibly reversing the Heavenly Opportunity is just a useless thing, and it must be countered by the power of the Heavenly Dao. ”

"Zhang asked you, can you feel the backlash of the Heavenly Dao?"

"Wow~"

After listening to Zhang Fan's words, the god operator seemed to have been hit head-on by a small mountain, and he took a few steps back, and his face turned pale with a "brush".

(To be continued)