Emperor of Nine Suns

I saw Tongmeng's hands forming seals on his chest, and with the dense spiritual power, dozens of seals were transformed in an instant. His beautiful and white palms were slightly pushed forward, and a beautiful and gorgeous talisman suddenly appeared, pointing toward the sky. Print on it.

In an instant, the light and shadow changed, and the originally empty void suddenly changed, revealing patches of dense towering ancient trees, and a quiet path winding out, extending to the deepest part of the dense forest.

"It's such a stupid restriction."

The little hamster curled his lips with disdain on his face. Chu Chen was already used to this arrogant and arrogant mouse. He rolled his eyes at it and said nothing, leading Tong Meng towards the quiet path.

The path is winding and paved with clean bluestone slabs. It is about seven feet wide and is suitable for two people walking side by side. They can't see the edge at a glance. Chu Chen walked on the road for a long time, but saw towering ancient trees all around. Each tree could be hugged by dozens of people, towering into the clouds. There are countless exotic flowers and shrubs under the trees, and it looks like a complete small world.

Because the branches and leaves of ancient trees in the sky are too dense, the entire path is extremely dark. Fortunately, there are strange crystals floating in the sky, which constantly radiate colorful light to the surroundings. The whole path is dreamlike and extremely beautiful.

"That old man is said to be Elder Huang's best friend. He was seriously injured due to some accidents and did not have much time left, so he has been living in seclusion in the dense forest of the back mountain and never goes out." Tong Meng walked, while Said softly.

"Injured? What kind of injury did he say?"

When Chu Chen heard this, he frowned slightly. With his intuition, he felt that something had gone wrong while the old man was practicing, and there were signs of going crazy. But it was just a painting after all. If he had suffered any internal injuries, there was nothing Chu Chen could do.

"I don't know, he didn't say it, and neither did Elder Huang." Tong Meng shook her head.

"Then let's go take a look first." Chu Chen shook his head as there was no way to guess.

Chu Chen thought to himself, this mysterious "back mountain" must be a strong man at the level of the sect leader, so he can move in. Who is this old man?

After walking for a full half an hour, the vision suddenly opened up. The towering ancient trees disappeared into the clouds, and only a few small wooden houses were scattered on a patch of green grass.

Not far away is a huge waterfall, one after another falling down into the deep pool below, as clear and crystal clear as the Milky Way in the Nine Heavens.

Beside the deep blue pool,

There was a pavilion. In the pavilion, an old man was sitting next to a small stone table. In front of him, half of a chess game was played. The old man's eyes were slightly closed, as if he had fallen into a deep trance, and remained motionless for a long time.

"Grandpa Liu, I'm here."

Walking to the pavilion, Tong Meng called softly, "I have already finished the painting you asked for."

Hearing Tong Meng's words, the old man who was sitting upright moved his eyebrows and opened his eyes slightly. A bright ray of light passed through his cloudy eyes.

So strong!

Chu Chen's eyelids twitched fiercely. Since coming over, Chu Chen subconsciously opened his spiritual sense to see what happened to the old man. When the ray of light passed by, Chu Chen only felt that there seemed to be a huge beast lurking in front of him. The giant beast, its terrifying spiritual power that is as powerful as a prison and as vast as a sea of ​​smoke is extremely clear.

This old man was the strongest person Chu Chen had ever encountered, except for the corpses of ancient gods and demons in the ancient fairy mountain.

Even though he was seriously injured, even if his breath was sluggish, this old man still gave him an extremely dangerous feeling, like an ant looking up at a giant dragon. It was a terrifying figure who could completely smash him to pieces with just a raise of his hand and a stamp of his foot. .

After carefully sensing it with his spiritual sense again, Chu Chen's heart moved slightly. His initial feeling was correct, this old man was indeed possessed.

After opening his spiritual sense, Chu Chen could clearly feel that the old man's meridians, which were like a rushing divine river, had several obvious bifurcations. Those bifurcations are hidden unusable waste veins in the human body. I don’t know what kind of skills the old man practiced, which actually caused the spiritual power to flow to that place. Whenever spiritual power flows through, the branches become wider.

Looking at this situation, if that waste vein is widened to a certain extent, I am afraid it will become more and more serious, and in the end it is very likely that the meridians all over the body will be misaligned, the spiritual power will flow backwards, and the body will explode and die!

"It's you, little girl."

The old man looked at Tong Meng, smiled and nodded, "I am an old man, but I have caused trouble for you."

"Grandpa Liu, what are you talking about? I painted this, please see if there is anything wrong with it." Tong Meng walked up to the old man and handed the painting over respectfully.

The old man took the scroll, shook his hands, and spread it out. Suddenly, an old man with a slender face appeared on the paper. This painting has obviously been carefully retouched, every hair strand and every wrinkle is extremely clear and obvious. At first glance, it looks like a real person has been stuck on it.

"Well, the painting is good." The old man smiled and nodded, with a look of satisfaction on his face. I have to say that Tong Meng’s painting skills are truly extraordinary and breathtaking.

"Grandpa is so impressed." Tong Meng smiled sweetly, unconsciously holding the snow-white little hamster in her hand and stroking it gently. It's strange to say that this little hamster usually looks around and is extremely arrogant. But now in front of the old man, he didn't dare to say a word and let Tongmeng's little hands knead it. It seemed that he really thought of himself as a human being. A mute pet rat.

This bully must have felt the strong threat from the peerless strongman and started pretending to be an ordinary pet.

Chu Chen curled his lips and glanced at the stone table. His eyes suddenly lit up. He subconsciously walked to the opposite side of the old man and looked at the mess carefully.

"Well, the painting is so good, what should I give you in return?" The old man gently stroked his beard. It was obvious that he was very satisfied with the painting. He frowned slightly and thought for a moment. When he looked up, he saw Chu Chen staring attentively. Seeing the endgame on the table, he couldn't help but smile, "Why, my little brother is also involved in the art of chess?"

"I know a little bit about it. I made the old gentleman laugh." Chu Chen smiled slightly, and before the old man could speak, he sat down across from the old man generously and bowed his hands respectfully, "You dare to ask the old gentleman for some advice on chess skills. I wonder if the old gentleman agrees?"

"Haha, if you don't think I'm a boring old man, it's natural that you come to play chess with me." The old man was stunned for a moment, and then smiled slightly. He moved his hands lightly, just about to erase the remaining chess pieces on the table and rearrange the layout, but saw Chu Chen wave his hand slightly, "Old sir, don't bother, how about we just continue this game?"

"Oh? That's good." The old man was slightly surprised when he heard this. I didn't expect that Chu Chen, so young, would have such profound chess skills. You must know that his endgame is not just a piece of chess. The process of playing chess has instilled his own spiritual will and contains his own understanding of the great ways of heaven and earth. It can be said that there are endless mysteries. If you don't have an extremely good understanding of chess, you may not be able to understand it.

The next moment, he sat across from Chu Chen, each holding a piece of iron, and began to play in a decent manner.

Tong Meng's heart tightened slightly. Looking at Chu Chen, he couldn't help but feel worried. You know, after Chu Chen entered the Biquan Immortal Sect, he ran around every day for three years, so he had no time to study the art of gaming. I've never heard him say that he could play chess. If you play chess with an old man rashly, wouldn't you be hit if you lose too badly?

He has just condensed the first drop of spiritual water, so he must not make any mistakes.