The pieces are getting closer and closer to the board.

On the chessboard, black and white chess pieces suddenly flickered, forming a whirlpool air current.

The ten-zhang space with the chessboard as the center is not moving like a rock, but beyond ten-zhang, the wind is surging, and the power fluctuations are like sea waves.

The corpse clan great sage's face changed, his pupils burst out with bright light, his hands tried their best to release the holy energy, which sprayed out like a black waterfall.

Those whirlpool air currents were strong when they were strong, and they shook the white chess pieces flying, and counterattacked the corpse clan Great Sage's chest, hitting him to fly out.

"Snapped!"

The chess piece fell to the ground.

After the corpse clan great sage stabilized his figure, he glanced at the chess pieces that were steadily rotating on the ground, and then looked at the chess table that was still hanging upside down, no longer contemptuously, and said "excellent".

After that, he left straight and went on to climb the Xingtian Cliff!

The remaining monks from all sides looked at each other and naturally saw the clues.

"Old sir, you are wrong! We all know that your cultivation is strong. If you fight with mental power, who can put the chess pieces on it?" said the young Taoist priest without the white face.

"That's right! If it's a cultivation base confrontation, we are not your old man's opponents together."

"Old gentleman, your cultivation is really unfathomable."

...

The girl in Tsing Yi looked unhappy, and said: "You can see carefully, my grandfather did not use mental power to fight, it is the chess game itself and the heavenly way, and the chess pieces form their own fields. If you want to place a piece on the chessboard, you have to come up with real skills. That's fine."

"The chess game is in harmony with heaven? The emperor doesn't believe it!"

A demon demigod with a furry beast head the size of a water tank strode forward. His body was like a hill, exhaling like thunder. One left forward kicked out and landed heavily on the chessboard.

"boom!"

The strong holy spirit formed a violent hurricane.

But the chess table didn't move.

The Yaozu demigod gave a horror, his body reversed, another right whip leg, and he slashed diagonally.

Everyone saw that the demon demigod wanted to shoot down the chess table to the ground first, and then put the chess pieces.

"Boom!"

The third hit was a left jab.

Fist Jin was like a chaotic bottle, bombarding the side of the chess table with deafening sound.

The chess table seemed to be fixed in space, and the Yaozu demigod was shaken out instead.

The demigod of the demon clan stopped taking action, looked at the old man in Rupao, showing reverence, bowed and then left silently.

"Senior, really an expert, seniors quickly talk about it, how can I put the chess pieces on the board?" The displeasure on the young Taoist priest's face disappeared cleanly, and his eyes were full of respect.

The monks present showed an expression of listening carefully.

Such an eminent person is mostly a god, which makes them awe.

With the breeze blowing in his sleeves, the old man in Confucian robe smiled faintly: "These chess pieces on the chessboard are indeed a field of their own. However, as long as there is a field, there must be a weak position."

A great spiritual power sage wearing a robe of an array mage said: "From a younger generation, it’s not just that simple. If it’s a top-down placement, we only need to find the weak points of the field. Based on our cultivation base, it should be It can be done. However, to move from the bottom up, you have to fight against the sky and rely on the terrain, even if the gods are afraid that they can't do it."

The old man in Rupao admitted frankly, and said: "Yes, with the strength of the field formed by the chess game, you can move from bottom to top, even if it is a great god, few people should be able to do it."

The monks present all sighed, thinking that the other party was playing with them.

Even if it is a god, in their eyes, it is also an unattainable existence. As for the great gods, each is the overlord in the universe, not only can determine the fate of millions of people, but also can easily kill the gods.

"Let's go! Let's go! The old gentleman's problem is not something we can do."

Everyone left one after another.

"The position of the stone is very particular, and it is related to the endgame on the chessboard."

Bai Qing'er stared at the chessboard for a long while with a pair of eyes, and said, "The next move of Bai's chess should be 13 of seven."

When she said this, she picked up the chess piece on the ground and walked straight to the chess table.

The chess piece is pinched between two slender jade fingers, without any fancy, press straight to the intersection of the two lines.

On the chessboard, a strong repulsion burst out.

When the chess pieces are only one inch away from the chessboard, the vortex formed in the field triggers the rules of the world and divides the surrounding space into black and white.

Bai Qing'er frowned slightly, her eyes were cold, and she inspired the rules of origin between the world and the earth with the profound meaning of origin.

"Boom!"

The chess table shook slightly, and a circle of black and white light overflowed.

Bai Qinger's body fluttered backwards like a white petal. Zhang Ruochen stepped forward and grabbed her wrist with a probing hand to dissolve the power bursting out of the chess table.

When Bai Qing'er landed on both feet, the white chess piece that flew over fell into Zhang Ruochen's hands.

Zhang Ruochen held the white piece and walked towards the chess table.

When passing by the old man in Confucian robe, Zhang Ruochen bowed politely and said, "Does the senior really answer all questions?"

The old man in Confucian robes looked at him with interest, and smiled: "You can't answer everything, but the old man should be able to answer one or two of the many questions in your heart."

Zhang Ruochen nodded and walked to the chess table, saying: "Playing seven of thirteen can indeed greatly increase White's winning side. However, we are not here to solve the game, nor to win the game. We only need to drop a piece. What I'm looking for... is the field formed by the chess pieces, the weakest position."

"This is it!"

"Tianyuan."

Zhang Ruochen twisted the chess pieces and pressed them to the chessboard.

Tianyuan is exactly the center point of the chessboard.

The old man in Confucian robes sitting aside secretly nodded his head and said in his heart, "In contrast, this son always knows what his purpose is and has not been blinded by his desire to win. This is very good!"

Obviously in his opinion, Bai Qinger only knows how to solve the game and find the outcome of the game.

Being able to solve this game is naturally extremely clever.

However, cleverness was mistaken by cleverness!

Zhang Ruochen found the weakest position in the field, but after doing his best, he was only half an inch closer than Bai Qinger.

There is still half an inch of distance.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, the air between the heavens and the earth, like threads of silk, was constantly converging towards the chessboard under the inspiration of Zhang Ruochen's mental power.

Those cultivators who had already left, sensed the fluctuating spirit, returned one after another, and surrounded them.

Their eyes fell on Zhang Ruochen, but they couldn't see Zhang Ruochen's appearance. All that can be seen are the celestial picture scrolls manifesting in the space where Zhang Ruochen and the chess table are located.

Sometimes, thousands of thunder and lightning are intertwined into a net; sometimes, colorful chaotic tides rush from the ground to the sky; sometimes, sacred mountains rise from the ground.

"What a powerful breath!"

The spiritual power saint wearing the robe of the formation mage said with emotion, "He is borrowing the heaven and the terrain. The picture scrolls of visions we see in front of us are all concrete manifestations of the heaven and the terrain."

"A real big man, isn't he a great god?"

These monks were in awe and bowed in salute.

Standing on the edge of the chess table, Zhang Ruochen's body was as bright as a star, and the chess piece in his hand trembled violently, and he could not settle down.

That kind of tremor made the space shake.

Suddenly, a circle of light burst out from Zhang Ruochen's body. The light did not spread out, but set in midair with the chessboard as the plane, about ten feet in diameter.

The aperture appeared, an extreme balance was formed immediately, and the chess piece lightly landed on the chessboard.

Zhang Ruochen closed his hand, the chess piece did not fall.

The monks standing around seemed to be petrified, feeling incredible.

"Success! He succeeded, is he really a great god?"

"The old gentleman said that even a great god, few people can do it."

"Meet the Great God!"

...

Faced with the respect and fear in the eyes of those monks, Zhang Ruochen smiled slightly, did not explain anything, but walked towards the old man in Confucian robes and said, "Old gentleman, this junior is a success, right?"

The old man in Confucian robes said: "It is true that there are talents in the world, a generation of Yuanhui. If you have any questions, just ask! However, the old man only answers one question, and you should think clearly before speaking."

Zhang Ruochen said: "There are countless questions in the younger generation's heart, but I believe that many older generations can't answer it!"

The girl in Tsing Yi frowned and said, "How can you be so rude."

Zhang Ruochen stared into the eyes of the old man in Rupao, and said, "Why don't I ask a question if I can't answer it. Then I will answer my next three questions!"

"Replace one for three, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, you junior is very smart!"

The old man in Rupao said: "What if the old man answers your question?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "The younger generation immediately knelt down and bowed and apologized."

"This is also appropriate, you can ask!" said the old man in Rupao.

No one could see that Zhang Ruochen's next question would be extremely tricky, showing an expression of interest.

This is like two incredible gods fighting!

When Zhang Ruochen was thinking about how to make things difficult for the old man in Confucian robe, Bai Qinger walked to his side and whispered in his ear.

After hearing this, Zhang Ruochen smiled and said: "Listen well, old gentleman! I heard that 300,000 years ago, the twenty-four heavens of Heaven and Hell went to do something together, and only three of them came back alive. I think Know, where did they go and what did they do?"

"You have two problems!" said the old man in Rupao.

Zhang Ruochen said: "The old man can answer one of them."

The old man in Rupao stared at Zhang Ruochen, looked for a moment, smiled bitterly and shook his head, and said: "I don't know these two questions, I really don't know! You won!"

Although he won, Zhang Ruochen was not so happy.

After all, he really wanted to know the answer to that question just now.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Now I can ask senior three questions?"

"Naturally! You two should also go to Xingtian Cliff, let's talk while walking."

The old man in Confucian robes put away the chess table and walked to the top of the cliff.

Zhang Ruochen said: "My first question! Three hundred thousand years ago, it is said that three of the twenty-four heavens returned alive, except for Haotian and Sixth Patriarch, who is this third person?"

Zhang Ruochen had no hope for this issue.

Surprisingly, the Confucian robe old man said: "This question is actually not difficult to answer."