I Just Memorized The Plot. Did You Tell Me To Change The Script?

After Xie Chun asked this question, Qing Xuzi's expression became a little more surprised.

"you do not know?"

"I can't come."

Xie Chun didn't think there was anything strange about this, and explained: "I was pushed in directly, and I don't know anything about it."

"..."

"Then your talent is really excellent."

This was the first time Qing Xuzi saw someone being forced into the secret realm to become a candidate.

He slowly explained: "The so-called candidates are those who have the qualifications to inherit the Tianyuan Secret Realm."

Xie Chun's brain was spinning rapidly. According to this sentence, it can be known that the ruins on Yandang Mountain should be this Tianyuan Secret Realm.

Then it is further speculated that all the opened ruins in the Blue Star countries can be connected to a certain secret realm, and these secret realms may be somewhat related.

Wait, maybe all the ruins lead to the same secret realm, but the area in the secret realm is too large, so the same elements are not seen?

Xie Chun asked: "How many secret realms are there in total?"

"How do I know this?" Qing Xuzi looked strange:

"The Tianyuan Continent is vast, and it contains dozens or even millions of secret realms. With your talent as a candidate, you must have participated in a lot of secret realms in the sect since you were a child, right?"

"...That's true. I am the heir of the Sword Sect."

Xie Chun said perfunctorily, but he was even more confused now. Listening to this, each secret realm should be independent.

In the old man's impression, this kind of secret realm should be entered through Tianyuan Continent, but he had never even heard of this place.

What is the relationship between Blue Star and Tianyuan Continent?

He tried to mention the name Blue Star in front of Qingxuzi, but the old man's face didn't look strange at all, and he didn't react at all to the word Blue Star.

"I wonder what your strength was during your lifetime, and how did you end up here?" Xie Chun asked tentatively.

When it comes to strength, Qing Xuzi's tone suddenly became arrogant: "Now you know how powerful you are, right? I, the ninth level of Xu Lian, am the master of a sect."

Xie Chunba counted with his fingers: Qi refining, foundation building, out of body, elixir formation, Yuan Ying, spirit transformation, void refining, body integration, and Mahayana.

The strong men of Douzong are so terrifying!

His tone instantly became more respectful: "Senior Qingxuzi, what is the name of your sect? I will find a way to talk to your descendants when we get out."

"This..." Qingxuzi's tone suddenly became weak: "It happened ten thousand years ago, but now it seems like nothing more than a handful of loess."

Xie Chun said suspiciously: "Isn't your sect just making it up? Or is it that the sect has closed down and been destroyed?"

Qing Xuzi blushed and argued: "The sect cannot be destroyed without a suitable person to succeed it. It can be called voluntary dismissal. Can the matter of the immortal cultivators be considered fabricated?"

Immediately afterwards came some difficult words, saying that even if I died here and jumped from the outside, I would not be able to pass on the position of sect leader to someone with insufficient chess talent.

The air outside the chessboard is filled with joy.

Xie Chun immediately patted his chest: "What do you think of my chess talent? Is it enough to inherit your sect?"

"You have enough talent in chess." Qing Xuzi hesitated, and finally said: "But your strength is too poor. You only established your foundation in your weak years."

"At this age, most of the geniuses of your generation are at the level of Dan Formation or Nascent Soul. I don't know how you were selected as a candidate with your talent in cultivation."

After Xie Chun heard this, he simply calculated that they were all at the fourth or fifth level. He relied on his extraordinary talent to catch up after a few years of practice.

piece of cake.

So he knocked on the chessboard: "One thing to say, I have only practiced for three months. Can I be the same as them who have been practicing Qi since childhood?"

"No wonder." Qing Xuzi said thoughtfully, "Now it makes sense."

"So since I am very talented in cultivation, I should have no problem being the next successor of your sect, right?"

"Barely enough." Qing Xuzi turned over his hand and took out a token with the word "chess" engraved on it: "From now on, you will be the new master of the Qixian Sect."

"I don't ask you to carry forward the Immortal Shogi Sect in the future. My purpose in establishing the sect itself is to provide a place for people who love chess in the world to communicate with each other." Qing Xuzi said slowly:

"So I also hope that you can recruit people who are good at chess in the future and don't bury the reputation of the Immortal Chess Sect."

Xie Chun nodded: "Forget the front, and forget the middle. In short, it is our duty to rebuild the glory of the Chess Immortal Sect!"

Xie Chun solemnly took the token, bowed three times respectfully, and then looked over with expectant eyes.

He's been pretending to be a grandson for a long time, and it's time for the old guy to burst into gold coins and get some inheritance.

As for the reputation of the so-called Chess Immortal Sect, he has long forgotten about it. He can't even find the continent, and rebuilding its glory is pure nonsense.

The most he can do is to open a fan club called Qi Xianzong under the chess academy.

Xie Chun waited for a long time, but the old man in front of him still had no intention of exploding gold coins and could only hint:

"Senior, I don't have much to offer when I'm away from home, so it's not easy for me to recruit chess talents."

Qing Xuzi waved his hand: "It's just a peripheral thing, nothing to those who really love chess."

"I like chess but I can't make a living." Xie Chun's face darkened:

"Senior Xianfengdaogu may think that foreign objects are vulgar, but in my opinion, even the simplest gold and silver can be regarded as one of the best things."

"External possessions can buy rice and noodles for the hungry, quilts for the cold, medicine for the sick, and reading for children."

Qing Xuzi was in awe when he heard these words: "There are not many people like you who are willing to help the world at the same time and are willing to use justice and spread wealth."

Xie Chun smiled and said nothing.

He is now that person who is poor, hungry, cold, and sick. He also needs to study and practice martial arts, and is in great need of money.

"I am just a ray of soul now. All the gold and silver in front of me have been buried. I have nothing to give you."

Qing Xuzi thought for a few seconds and took down the chessboard from the stone table in front of them.

"This object contains a defensive formation that can protect you in critical moments."

Xie Chun glanced at it, and a message immediately popped up.

[Cheap artificial board wooden chessboard]

[Type: Other]

[Quality: Ordinary]

[Effect: After breaking off, a defensive array will be deployed around the releaser, which can withstand an attack below the Nascent Soul stage. 】

[Remarks: The manufacturer used the ubiquitous board wood as the object for the formation carving. It is difficult to improve the chess skills using a chessboard made of this shabby material. For the future of you or your child on the chess track, it is recommended to purchase a high-quality cypress wood chessboard. The king of chess is enjoyed by nobles. If you want to buy it, hurry up. You can enjoy a 20% discount when ordering now. To order, call 400-100...]

"???"

Xie Chun rubbed his eyes to confirm that he had read the note correctly.

Your B system is still connected to advertisements and secretly eating?

You don’t pay me any money for taking on private work, right?

"The assessment of the other candidate has ended. We will see you again in the future." Qing Xuzi said calmly when he saw him put away the chessboard.

The scene in front of Xie Chun gradually blurred, and he watched helplessly as he took out another identical chessboard and placed it on the table.

The old thing still has some money left after all the gold coins have been blasted!

The next moment, a crisp prompt sounded.

[This assessment has been completed]