Everlasting Immortal Firmament

"Master, what now?" Gou Chen frowned.

From the eyes of the heavenly saints and 100,000 contestants, Gou Chen saw a full range of maliciousness, and everyone looked coldly at the ancient sea.

The saints in the sky apparently wanted Sifang Wenxiu to attack the ancient sea, leaving it to stink for thousands of years.

At the Halloween conference, only the saints can recommend to enter the temple of Wendao. Now, no saint is willing to recommend. It is like looking at the ancient sea like the hatred of killing the father, can you compare?

Gu Hai looked at Dagan Sheng in the distance and saw that Dagan Sheng has not changed his face, taking a deep breath: "Things are really bad, but it may not be the end of the road. I will go to the chess area first!"

"but……!"

"The three of you, are responsible for carefully observing the participants of the piano, books, and paintings, pick out their masterpieces, and then say, do everything, listen to the fate of the destiny!" Gu Hai ordered.

"Yes!" Gou Chen, Changsheng, and Zi smiled slightly.

A large number of contestants were at a loss, what does this mean? Continue to support the ancient sea?

It shouldn't be. Now that the saints in the sky are angry with the ancient sea, is it necessary to support it again? Can these saints finally recommend Gu Hai in turn? impossible.

Everyone was bitter for a while, and looked at the ancient sea with jealousy.

In any case, the will of the Holy Spirit is non-transferable, and everyone is preparing for the game in each region step by step.

Chess area.

Nine boys presided over, and soon, about ten thousand people chose the chess fight.

Chess fight. One hundred thousand literacy, after all, the minimum number of people in chess.

"Mr. Gu, meet again!" Jiugongzi said with a smile.

"In the past, good-bye, Jiugongzi will not come again, but you can find a substitute?" Gu Hai laughed.

"Stand-in? It's easier said than done. I won't mention anything else, Mr. Gu will be careful later!" Jiugongzi laughed.

Gu Hai nodded.

About 10,000 people were numbered in an instant, and Gu Hai was numbered one.

"Chess player, a game is set for an hour, when an hour comes, the victory is immediately won! It is out of date!" Jiugongzi cried.

"Yes!" Ten thousand practitioners answered.

The ancient sea was a little gift.

Slowly, 10,000 chess practitioners sat down.

The chess piece lay down and immediately began to drop.

"Slap!" "Slap!" "Slap!" ...............

There was a series of falling sounds throughout the chess area.

At this moment, the saint in the sky is also curiously looking at the bottom, especially the ancient chess game. After all, others couldn't remember, but Gu Hai was deeply remembered.

There is no way to remember this contestant, this person is too arrogant. Insult the saint, and still have the face to continue the game?

In front of Gu Hai is a man in red.

"Gu Hai, offended!" The man in red showed a sneer, and seemed quite excited.

Because the ancient sea was rejected by the saints, his game of chess will surely attract the attention of the saints. If he can defeat the ancient seas, will the saints look at me differently? Isn't that saint grateful to me?

As long as I lose the ancient sea, the sage will definitely recommend me, and definitely will.

No, there will be more than one saint, maybe all saints will be grateful to me and recommend me. As long as I win the ancient sea, will I be the first? Then you can enter the Temple of Mantra?

The man in red looked at the ancient sea, full of excitement and malice.

"This chess repair, your mouth is dripping!" Said Gu Hai with a strange face.

"Oh!" The man in red took a sip and wiped his mouth. "Come on, let me defeat you, the insulting guy!"

Gu Hai: "………………!"

Although reluctant to fall into this person, the ancient sea finally fell, falling one by one, while the man in red was drooling, he was excited in the fall.

After a joss stick.

"Accepted!" Said Gu Hai faintly.

"Ah? What? Impossible, how can you mention so much ...!" The man in red couldn't believe the ending.

Anyway, I am also the first chess king on the island. With this incense, the chess pieces are almost swallowed by the ancient sea?

Accepted? This is Gu Hai taking care of the face of the man in red, and then there is no place to go.

In the first game, Gu Hai won.

Gu Hai's chessboard is naturally the target of everyone's attention.

"Good chess skills!" Kong Di, who was preparing to write in the distance, narrowed his eyes.

"Yixiangxiang? The other army's annihilation? Good layout!" Qing Emperor Shen said.

"Huh, I'm so lucky!" The distant Taishang Giant said coldly.

"Not a level!" The future Buddha sighed slightly.

Gou Chen, Changsheng, and Ziwei are walking in the Quartet. Look at this, look at that. Numerous literary repairs around the place saw the arrival of the three, all with a look of scorn, but the three had super thick skins and did not return thing.

"The painting is frustrating!"

"What the **** did you write?"

"Is this a song?"

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...

Wherever they go, the Quartet is disgusted.

An hour passed by.

Ten thousand chess players were selected halfway in the blink of an eye, and about five thousand were left.

Five thousand continue.

Another arrogant and excited blue chess player thinks that if he wins the ancient sea, he can reach the pinnacle of his life. There was a lot of talk. The spit was flying in the ancient sea of ​​several falls.

Gu Hai frowned, not paying attention, but looked at a servant next to him: "Troublesome to change a chess board, this is all drooling, I never play drool chess!"

"Hum!" Lan Yixiu snorted coldly.

After a joss stick.

"Accepted!" Said Gu Hai faintly.

Lan Xixiu stared at unbelief.

Brush away again, leaving about 2,500 chess repairs.

The third hour. For a long time.

"Accepted!" Said Gu Hai faintly.

"Mr. Gu is terrific, he's convinced!" Finally he encountered a normal chess practice.

One thousand two hundred and five is a chess practice.

The fourth hour, in the time of Ayaka.

"Concession!"

"Fifth hour, in the time of Ayaka.

"Concession!"

"Concession!"

"Concession!"

………………

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...

After nine hours, thirty-nine chess players remained on the scene.

In each game, as soon as the ancient sea got off the ground, the opponent lost, and the defeat was extremely thorough and neat.

Above the sky, there was a depression in the chess sages.

"Gu Hai? Is his chess course so powerful?"

"Huh, there are a few people beside me who don't lose to him, he just didn't meet a master!"

"What if he wants to be first?"

"How could he be first?"

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...

A group of chess saints were talking in a cold voice.

Dagan people took a long time to see. Maybe there are too many people in the game, especially too many chess areas. Many people just stared at the ancient sea.

That chess looks clean and clear, many people look silly.

"Good Mr. Gu!"

"No wonder the holy place values ​​the ancient sea!"

"Unfortunately, what's the use of looking at the ancient sea? What's the use of saints not choosing?"

On the tenth hour, Gu Hai was deliberately taken by turns to let others fall. Nineteen people were selected to enter the next round with Gu Hai.

At this moment, the sifang piano, books, and paintings gradually began to be written.

In particular, the people who painted the Tao began to write up one by one, and began to paint ancient seas under the title of "little man".

Of course, there are some literary works that did not deliberately target the ancient sea, but most of them are attacking the ancient sea as the first goal, because after all, it is a saint's judgment and it is necessary to do what they like. The saint is going to attack the ancient sea. Then follow the saint's way of thinking. Maybe the saint is happy and recommends himself?

Painting, painting, painting, one by one, the ugly images based on the ancient sea slowly draw out.

"Mr. Gu, it doesn't look good. They are all drawing on you as evil!" Changsheng frowned and worried.

"So what?" Gu Hai laughed.

"Wen Tao has its own implication, Qin Qi Shu Tao, I don't know, but they have worsened you a lot, and it will affect your mentality!" Changsheng worried.

"Oh?" Gu Hai wondered.

"Pao Dao, you can express your thoughts through painting Dao. They are full of malice to you, Mr. Gu, then their malicious intentions are expressed through painting Dao, but they may form a fantasy, affecting Mr. Gu, ancient The painting's artistic conception must be attacked, at that time ...! "Changsheng smiled bitterly.

"Wait, you said that the artistic conception of painting? If I have the artistic conception of painting, I will be shocked by the other artist's artistic conception?" Gu Hai curiously said.

"Yes!"

"What if I don't?" Gu Hai whispered.

"How can it be, Mr. Gu Wenxiu is so powerful, painting is more or less involved!" Changsheng said suddenly.

"Uh, okay, just leave it alone!" Gu Hai smiled slightly.

I have no artistic conception of painting.

Doesn't this group of people attack themselves is useless.

"Just now, you have seen them painting, they are painting me, otherwise, you also paint me?" Gu Hai looked with a movement.

"I paint? How do I paint?" Changsheng said blankly.

"They paint me for evil, you paint me for good, don't they?" Gu Hai wondered.

"But I can only draw eggs unless you teach me how to draw them!" Changsheng said blankly.

Gu Hai: "………………!"

Changsheng said that he had leaked, and Gu Hai suddenly understood why Changsheng always wanted to paint eggs. It turned out that his subjective creativity only painted eggs.

"That's it!" Gu Hai smiled slightly.

"Don't, Mr. Gu, although I only draw eggs, but you told me what to draw, and I can draw as you said!" Changsheng immediately stopped.

Changsheng was in a terrible disaster, and he felt guilty and uneasy, and naturally wanted to make up for it.

"Okay, so, have you seen Chaohui? Just draw one. I'm sitting on a dragon chair and answering with the ministers!" Gu Hai casually said.

"That's good, when the emperor's disciples were very prestigious, Mr. Gu, rest assured, I must paint well!" Changsheng promised immediately.

"No eggs are allowed!" Gu Hai said again.

"Relax, rest!" Changsheng said excitedly.

With that said, Changsheng rushed to the desk beside him and began to prepare for painting.

Before painting, there was a dementia-like excitement in Changsheng's expression, as if thinking of a certain taboo picture, and a ‘giggle’ laughter.

Gu Hai looked at Changsheng's "giggle" expression, and her expression became stiff, and she felt a little uneasy about Changsheng. Will he draw something strange again?

Wanted to stop, but, nine sons called.

"Mr. Gu, now it's the eleventh round. Even with you, there are twenty chess players left, please sit down!" Jiugongzi said.

"Okay!" Gu Hai nodded slightly.

After looking at Changsheng, Gu Hai could only stop, not stop him. This book's first release comes from the 17K novel network, the first time to see the genuine content!