Standing in front of the cableway, Lin Changsheng looked at the bridge deck seriously, and various nodes flashed in his mind one by one, and the ethereal figure stepped on it, constantly flying and changing. Beside him www.biquge.info there were people walking by one after another, and some people stopped and watched curiously, but they left again.

Of course, there are people who stay like him, after all, people who can reach the innate realm are not stupid, he has discovered the mystery, and others may also discover it.

It's just that compared to those people, Lin Changsheng obviously has more advantages. His huge mental power can make him go through it once, and he can quickly deduce it and reproduce everything in his mind.

In this way, the mysteries on the bridge deck will be seen through by him one by one.

After a long time, he opened his eyes and praised: "What a complicated footwork, it is really all-encompassing." The footwork on the bridge deck was no worse than the Ling Bo micro-step he comprehended, and it was even more complicated.

It can be said that he can step on the node to cross the bridge deck with Lingbo micro-steps, and with other footwork, the same. The footwork composed of the nodes on this bridge deck includes almost all the footwork that Lin Changsheng knows. But at the same time, there is also one of the easiest footwork on it, that is, stepping on the snow without a trace.

From simple to complex, from complex to simple...... Light Gong is used to walk, you can step on the snow without a trace, no matter how the rest changes, what is the use? His Ling Bo Weibu also came over like this.

The footwork here is the same.

Realizing this, Lin Changsheng stopped watching, let go of his steps, and rushed straight to the mountain.

At the fourth level, he was slightly stunned, the level of this level was actually a person. He looked at the person standing in the middle of the mountain road, frowned slightly, and said secretly: "It's not the innate realm, what's the matter?"

Lin Changsheng can be said to be the last person, when that person saw him, he clenched his fists slightly, and said: "It's only compared to moves, not internal strength, please!"

Lin Changsheng suddenly smiled slightly, and said, "Please!" and pointed to the sword, a simple stab. The man did not resist, but turned his feet and dodged away. Lin Changsheng attacked three swords in a row, and the man flashed three steps, each step just dodging his attack.

When it came to the fourth sword, he also pointed it as a sword and slowly stabbed it.

The two of them seemed to have the same stabbing technique, but when the fingertips touched, the person's arm seemed to turn around, and the fingertips hemmed down, and they lifted up again, stabbing Lin Changsheng's wrist.

The change is so rapid that it's hard to react. But Lin Changsheng didn't deal with it, just bent his fingertips down and poked his arm. The man's eyes lit up, and he transferred his moves almost at the same time as Lin Changsheng.

"Come again!"

He moved under his feet, his arm like the wind, and quickly attacked Lin Changsheng. Seeing his tricks, Lin Changsheng didn't dodge, and stabbed straight with a sword, which seemed to be no different from just now.

But this sword made the man's eyes flash, and the corners of his mouth hooked, as if he was very happy. He has a lot of tricks to do, and he lets go of his steps and attacks from all directions. And Lin Changsheng has always been a simple sword, all of which made him return in vain.

After fighting for thirty moves, the man's body was stunned, the sword momentum changed, and the whole person seemed to be calm and heavy. He stabbed at Lin Changsheng with a sword again, this sword was completely different from the previous swordsmanship, it was a smooth and steady sword, simple and fast.

Lin Changsheng still has the same swordsmanship, but this time, he is no longer a simple sword, but keeps changing sword moves with him in every square inch, either you attack me with flaws, or I hit you with flaws, and there are no flaws, then they will end up together.

It's just like the sword move at the beginning.

The two of them had a hundred moves, and the man immediately retreated, hugged his fists and said, "Brother Tai's tricks are exquisite, please!"

Lin Changsheng nodded to him and strode away. Behind him, the man smiled and said, "I didn't expect that this time the newcomer actually has a good sword player, but I don't know if I can win the favor of the master......

After another two or three hundred meters, he saw that there was no road ahead, so he turned aside and entered a valley. In the valley, several people sat quietly, and the sound of the piano in the ears was like a beating elf, straight into the heart.

Lin Changsheng exhaled, and when he raised his eyes, it was a woman sitting cross-legged among the boulders, quietly playing the guqin in front of her lap. Looking at the others, they all sat there calmly with a satisfied face.

But...... There were very few people, only seven.

He frowned, walked over to a flat stone and sat down, calmed down, and listened to the sound of the piano.

The sound of the piano was faint, like a whisper, like a gentle wind and drizzle, and it rushed into his mind in an instant, making him relax, his straight body also sank slightly, and the corners of his mouth were hooked, revealing a peaceful smile.

In his mind, Yin Susu's voice and appearance flashed one by one, and his son's naughty appearance also emerged, evoking his long-lost memories.

But...... When he opened his eyes, Lin Changsheng's momentum changed, and the whole person stood up, walked out of the valley directly along the valley road. When he arrived at the mouth of the valley, he paused slightly, turned around, clenched his fists slightly, sighed lightly, and walked away quickly.

The sound of the piano is beautiful, but it is empty, and all the past is irrevocable.

Clenching his fists and pursing his lips, he said secretly: "Only by moving forward can we find the possibility of recovering the past." "Step by step, step by step, he seems to be walking very hard, but at a glance, he is walking very ethereal, it seems that it is just a blink of an eye, and he has gone up a hundred meters and stopped there.

This is the sixth level!

Looking up at the front, there was a chessboard in the middle of a gazebo, and everyone who stepped forward would put down the three sons and go straight over. It was supposed to be quick, but the opposite happened.

Those who play the game will not sit in front of the chessboard, frown and ponder, and go away for a long time. If it weren't for someone on the side to remind me, I'm afraid it would have become a common thing to sit for a day.

No, if it is Zhenlong, it will only be attractive to curious people, how many people here are good at chess?

Perhaps, it is still related to martial arts.

For a while, he was very curious, and his mind instantly thought of the person Fu Cailin, the master of sword fighting. His Yi swordsmanship was comprehended from playing chess, and with the realm and talent of the sword, he comprehended such a swordsmanship, which should also be.

Perhaps, what he comprehended was more beneficial than Fu Cailin's Yi swordsmanship.

It was getting dark, the gazebo was lit up, and Lin Changsheng stood in the middle of the team, looking at one figure after another boredly. Time really flies so slowly in this moment.

Finally, the sun showed its head again, and a touch of sunlight sprinkled on the gazebo, as if it had dressed the gazebo with a thin layer of golden veil, adding two points of sacredness. With the sunshine, Lin Changsheng walked into the pavilion and sat in front of the chessboard.

He glanced at the black and white on the chessboard, and was slightly stunned - what is this?

In front of him, the chessboard was black and white, staggered, but this was not a chess game, there were no rules at all, it seemed that the people in front of him were playing at random, completely disrupting the chess game.

This...... What to see?

Frowning and contemplating, Lin Changsheng's eyes kept turning, and slowly, he had a little understanding. Rules? What is that? Isn't a warrior just breaking the rules? I have already understood, so why bother to enter the urn again.

Chess moves?

What can kill the enemy is the good way.

After thinking about this, the momentum around him became sharp, like a sharp sword, and he wanted to break through the black and white momentum in front of him, but when he picked up the chess piece, he was stunned again, and his hand stopped in mid-air, and his momentum disappeared cleanly, only a touch of confusion hung on his face.

He muttered to himself, "The ...... Where's the next?"

If there are no rules, no way, how should this chess be played?

For a while, staring at the chess game, he felt that a large net appeared in front of him, covering him and not giving him the slightest room to move. His hands, up and down, were raised helplessly every time he was about to fall. Because of the intricate black and white web, it is almost completely subspaced, and the rest is just a dead end, and there is no chance of life after death.

You call him a fall, but he really can't fall down.

Pinching the chess pieces, Lin Changsheng was covered in cold sweat, his body trembled slightly, and his hands became more and more forceful, and the good chess pieces were pinched into pieces by him, and sprinkled on the chessboard little by little. (To be continued.) )