Eternal gate

early morning.

The warm sunshine pours into Nantian City, adding a touch of peace to this fairy city.

Zhao Yun sat cross-legged all night, finally opened his eyes, tempered his immortal power all night, and stabilized his realm.

I glanced at the troublemaker, who was still in retreat to enlightenment.

He didn't bother and took the talisman-drawing outfit casually.

I'm afraid I can't go out anymore in Nantian City. Who knows how many people are watching him secretly. Xuanxian is okay, but if he is a person with great supernatural powers, he will have nothing to do to find excitement.

He was waiting for the Starry Sky Array to open.

During this period of waiting, you cannot be idle.

Draw as many symbols as possible.

Also make as much money as possible.

Slow is a little slow, but a little adds up.

"Fellow Taoist Zilong is here."

Before he could start painting, he heard a call from outside the garden.

Zhao Yun flicked his hands and lifted the restriction on the small garden.

A young man walked in. He was a Xuanxian. He was dressed in plain clothes and not stained by dust. His eyes were quite clean. Looking at this indifferent aura, you could tell that he was a Taoist who had nothing to do with the world.

"Are you...?" Zhao Yun scanned it up and down, thinking he had never seen it before.

"My name is Kong Sheng, and I am Nan Tianren's disciple." The young man smiled.

"It's really stupid."

"Master called me here to invite fellow Taoists to come over and play chess."

"Easy to say." Zhao Yun laughed dryly, then rolled his sleeves and put away his talisman-drawing outfit.

It seems that old man Nantian is also a man of temperament. Last time, he stumbled and underestimated him, allowing him to survive a hundred steps. Today, he has to find a place to come back!

When a senior invites you, there is no way to not go.

Maybe, you can even win a Soul Heart Fairy Peach back.

This can make money much faster than drawing symbols.

The two of them left the small garden one after the other.

Zhao Yun divided his mind into two tasks, enlightening while walking.

This young man named Kong Sheng seemed to be a studious master. He was holding an ancient book and reading it all the way. He would only raise his eyes from time to time and express an apologetic smile to Zhao Yun, as if to say: I have neglected my fellow Taoist, don't see weird people. good.

Zhao Yun doesn't care.

To be honest, he looked at Kong Sheng much more favorably than he looked at Liangqiu. The disciples from the Nantian cult were quite polite, at least, they were not the kind of villains who played tricks behind their backs.

"Have you heard that the Holy Son of Heaven was beaten by a little immortal?"

"Is there such a thing? Is it true or false?"

"Hua Xian gave a sermon last night. Many people were present. They saw with their own eyes that they had won two games in a row at the same level?"

Nantian City is quite bustling in the early morning, and you can hear discussions wherever you go.

In this city, people come and go every day, and there are always outsiders who have never heard anything new. Therefore, there are those gossips who gather at tea stalls and wine shops and keep spouting. .

Overall: Mr. Zhao is popular.

In this regard, Zhao Yunquan should listen to a drama.

Kong Sheng beside him didn't seem to like the excitement, and he didn't seem to care much about such things. He didn't even mention it when he arrived. He was really in an empty state of mind, focusing on comprehending the great road.

While talking.

The two of them have arrived at Peach Garden.

Before entering, they saw three people walking out, a young man in white and two old men in black. Naturally, they were not here to enjoy the mountains and rivers, but mostly to seek fairy peaches.

Judging from the other party's expression, he must have got it.

There's no way, who told them to be tough in the background?

The young man in white is none other than the young city lord of Nantian City: Wei Hong.

Even if the Nantian people no longer care about worldly affairs, the city lord still has to give him face.

"I've met the young city lord." Kong Sheng knew etiquette well, and he held the ancient book in his hands and bowed.

"My cultivation has improved again." Wei Hong said with a long smile.

After saying that, he looked sideways at Zhao Yun.

This...is the one who beat up Liang Qiu last night!

He has never seen Zhao Zilong in person, but he has seen his portrait.

He was a little surprised.

Is there any connection between this little immortal and the Nantian people?

Otherwise, Kong Sheng would not have brought him to Peach Garden.

"I've met the young city lord." Zhao Yun also bowed.

While saluting, there was a slight frown on his brows.

Wei Hong must have practiced an evil technique, because the opponent's energy and blood are quite predatory and devouring. Most people cannot see it, but he has some sense of his eternal origin. This is considered an innate trait of the eternal blood. kind of ability.

After becoming an immortal.

After the original recovery.

These abilities are becoming increasingly clear.

Wei Hong is stronger than Liangqiu.

This was Zhao Yun's judgment in his heart.

"You are really young and promising." Wei Hong smiled slightly.

Xu was too considerate, and he even reached out and patted Zhao Yun on the shoulder.

This was a random action, and there was nothing wrong with it to anyone looking at it.

However, such a random action was lurking in something strange. There was an invisible curse mark that was carved into Zhao Yun's body at this moment.

Unfortunately, Zhao Yun didn't notice at all.

Wei Hong left and drifted away from the two old men.

Zhao Yun didn't pay much attention and turned around and entered the peach garden.

The Nantian people have already laid out the chessboard, and by the way, they also made a pot of ancient tea.

"Who do you want to learn from, little friend?" Nan Tian said with a smile.

"My master won't let me tell you." Zhao Yun smiled coquettishly and looked harmless. He had to create a sense of mystery and make some people a little afraid. My master would go crazy if he dared to mess with me.

Of course, he would not use the name of Moon God easily.

Xiu'er is an outstanding goddess who is often chased.

Therefore, he had already realized that he didn't expect his master to protect him. He just wanted his old friends to stay away from him for tea and chat.

"My little friend doesn't want to say anything, and I don't want to ask any more questions."

Nan Tian smiled charmingly and did not ask any further questions.

But he firmly believed that this little immortal had extraordinary origins. If he was not a hidden master, how could he teach such a monster disciple? Even the saint son of the immortal sect was defeated at the same level.

Play chess!

Props must be arranged.

Zhao Yun has already picked up the chess book.

This time, there is no limit of one hundred steps, and there is no bet. It is a real all-round game.

Nan Tian people have a leisurely demeanor, and they are quite artistic when they play the chess pieces.

Mr. Zhao, on the other hand, is also a steady force, and there is no shame in losing in a game with his seniors.

There is no shame in losing.

However, if you lose too much, you lose face.

After all, he is also the disciple of the chess god. If the chess god knows this, he may not be able to suppress the coffin.

But having said that, you can't blame him, because from the beginning to the end, the Moon God never taught him how to play chess, nor did he inherit the mantle of the chess god, nor did he bring shame to his master.

"What a terrifying understanding."

Nan Tian was fine on the surface, but he was surprised more than once in his heart, because every time he played a game, this junior's chess skills improved by one or two points, and there were a few moves that even caught him off guard.

That's right.

Mr. Zhao is secretly learning, using Nan Tianren as a whetstone. He loses again and again. If he has not made any progress, the moon god will slap him to death. According to Xiu'er, playing chess is also a kind of Cultivation is to cultivate the mind as well as the Tao. How much you can realize depends entirely on yourself.

As for his understanding, it is absolutely terrifying.

As early as in the mortal world, the Moon God had judged this boy as a good candidate for enlightenment.

Before I knew it, night had fallen.

The game between the two did not end.

Looking at Nan Tian's eyes, they are much deeper than before. From the first two hundred steps, he will definitely defeat this kid. So far, he has learned everything he has learned, and he is still a little unable to suppress the opponent. So in two or three rounds, it was quite difficult to win.

Also, the chess book in this little fairy’s hand seems very evil! Whenever he encounters a dilemma, he can find a solution after just a few glances. This makes him curious about what is hidden in the book.

He wanted to take a peek, but was glared at more than once.

In other words, there are many prohibitions hidden in the chess book, which are hidden from prying eyes.

These are all prepared by Mr. Zhao in advance. If you want to read my chess book, there is no way. Although this is a prop, it is still very practical for deceiving people.

August 9th.

Pass quietly.

The two of them are also interesting. They are addicted to playing chess, and they look like they want to play till the end of time.

It's early morning again.

Nan Tian held the chess pieces in his hands and did not drop them for a long time.

They had been playing this game for three days and three nights, and it was truly a matter of life and death.

"I... lost."

Nan Tian smiled awkwardly, but the piece in his hand was not placed on the chessboard, because no matter where it was placed, it could not break the deadlock.

This is the first time he has lost to a junior.

Moreover, he is also a little fairy.

At this moment, even Kong Sheng, who was indifferent to worldly affairs, looked surprised, and the way he looked at Zhao Yun changed accordingly.

"Thank you, senior, for showing mercy."

Zhao Yun cupped his hands and took a deep breath in private.

In order to win over the Nantian people and create a fatal situation for the old man, he had racked his brains for three days and three nights. He was so mentally exhausted that his deep eyes were filled with bloodshot streaks.

Efforts bring rewards.

He finally came back.

"Let's go back and rest first, and we can fight again tomorrow."

Nan Tian smiled kindly, but he could not afford to lose.

The future life is to be feared.

He was also pleased.

"Junior, take your leave." Zhao Yun stood up and cupped his hands, turned around and left.

"Little friend." Nantian called out, and what he said afterwards was quite embarrassing, "Can you lend me your chess book?"

"My master said that chess books cannot be read by others casually." Zhao Yun said, but his eyes were fixed on the Soul Heart Peach Tree.

Jiang is very old, how could Master Nantian not see what he was thinking. He immediately picked two fairy peaches with his hands and said with a smile, "This is a small gift for your master."

"This...how embarrassing."

Zhao Yun chuckled, and Ma Liu took the Xiantao.

After that, his so-called chess book was handed to Master Nan Tian on the spot, "Master also said that it is disrespectful to come and go without reciprocating, and meeting each other means we are destined. This chess book is given to senior."

"Then thank you little friend for the gift."

Nan Tian was not polite and accepted it casually.

Xu Shi couldn't suppress his curiosity and opened it on the spot to take a look. When he looked up again, Zhao Yun was gone.

"If Xiu'er were still here, she would definitely praise me."

On the mountain trails, Zhao Yun people are in high spirits during happy events.

After playing chess for most of the night, learning for more than half a month, and acting for more than half a month, he finally deceived two peaches. Looking back, he was an inspirational story for a great young man!

"Zhao Zilong... comes to fight."

As he was walking away, he suddenly heard a loud shout, mixed with the power of the soul. Even from a distance, he could clearly hear it. It was Liangqiu's voice. Zhao Yun could hear it in an instant. That guy must have calmed down and was looking for someone. He practiced again.

…….

No more today.