Ling tripod

Chu Yan was very excited. It was such an incredible thing for a foundation-building cultivator to have a lifespan of six hundred years!

"Brother Dao, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing the sudden change in Dao Heng's expression, Chu Yan couldn't help but ask.

"If I could get this longevity fruit earlier, my master might..."

"Brother Dao, don't let him down!"

Seeing the regretful look on Dao Heng's face, Chu Yan said.

Dao Hen nodded.

At this time, except Ruo Xiwen, everyone was almost jealous to death.

In particular, Lei Tianshang, Hua Tengming, and Ouyang Yuan had already guessed that Kujing was the key. Zhou Tianyu was killed before when Zhou Tianyu stepped forward rashly. How could Chu Yan have such good luck? Four hundred years of Shouyuan! With these four hundred years of longevity, no matter how poor the qualifications are, the hope of condensing the golden elixir will be greatly improved.

The most important thing in the journey of cultivating immortality is longevity. It can be said that time is everything. How can everyone not be jealous at this time.

"Brother Dao, wait!"

Seeing Dao Heng preparing to pick the longevity fruit, Chu Yan hurriedly stopped him.

"You forgot that the last sentence of the Lord of the Tomb Palace was 'help me water the tree first'. We haven't watered the tree yet!"

Chu Yan reminded, looking at Dao Heng's questioning eyes.

"How could I forget this!"

The knife mark slapped his forehead and said.

The two men immediately approached the longevity tree and poured a bucket of bloody water towards the root of the tree.

Two buckets of blood soaked into the roots of the tree. The next moment, they saw four lines of blood suddenly emerge from the roots of the tree, quickly jumping towards the top, and finally injected into four green longevity fruits that looked like small turtles.

Then, I saw several blood lines appearing on the shells of the four little cyan turtles, and the heads of the little cyan turtles were also dyed blood red.

The next moment, four longevity fruits that had changed their appearance fell directly from the longevity tree.

Chu Yan and Dao Hen reached out their hands and grabbed two of them respectively.

At the same time, the old voice of the Lord of the Tomb rang out again:

"You two are already qualified to break the game with your child, who comes first?"

"Me first!"

Dao Hen spoke first, walked over to the old man and sat on the stone chair.

"Bang!"

At this time, there was an explosion-like sound in the body of the old man who had been stiff and motionless, and then a bright light flashed in his eyes, and his body actually started to move.

The old man looked neither happy nor sad and said: "Anyone who enters this chess game will consume two hundred years of life in one hour. If you feel that you cannot solve this chess game, you can give up automatically. Those who give up will be left in this tomb. Once the one-month period is up, you can be sent out. The end game of Tianqian begins!"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, he saw a huge golden chessboard appearing in the air in the shape of a vertical plane, with black and white pieces staggered in vertical and horizontal directions.

"This time, I fell first!"

The old man's voice was filled with a sense of vicissitudes of life. As soon as he finished speaking, the sunspot suddenly fell from his hand.

"Bang!"

As soon as the old man fell, the knife mark instantly felt a huge force shaking his heart.

Mind power! This endgame not only consumes the cultivator's lifespan, but also tests the cultivator's spiritual power!

"Bang!"

Dao Hen endured the stinging pain in his mind, and a white stone suddenly fell from his hand.

"Bang!"

The old man's hand didn't stop and fell down again.

"Buzz!"

Another huge shock force spread in Dao Hen's mind.

"Bang!"

The knife marks appear again and again...

…

Chu Yan stood aside and observed that this endgame was not so unpredictable. Anyone who knew a little bit about chess skills could crack it with care. But the problem was that every time the old man dropped a piece, it was equivalent to making a move. After a spiritual attack, Chu Yan knew from the pained expression on Dao Heng's face that he was suffering tremendous mental pain.

If there is no time limit for this chess game, anyone with stronger willpower can endure the mental pain to solve this endgame. But the problem is that this endgame has a time limit, and it will burn two hundred dollars in one hour. Years of longevity, in Chu Yan’s opinion, is why the Lord of the Tomb gave you the opportunity to get the longevity fruit first. Without the longevity fruit, the two hundred years of longevity during the foundation building period can only last for one hour at most. , obviously it is still difficult to crack this chess game within an hour.

I saw Dao Heng's appearance getting older and older, first becoming an adult, then middle-aged, and finally turning into an old man who was about to run out of energy.

"Brother Dao, eat the longevity fruit quickly!"

Chu Yan shouted as a reminder.

At this time, Dao Hen clearly felt that his life was about to be drained away. He did not dare to swallow a longevity fruit directly into his mouth without any hesitation, chewed it a few times and then swallowed it.

"Bang!"

An explosive sound came from Dao Hen's body, and Dao Hen suddenly felt a huge life force spreading from his dantian.

I saw that the appearance of the knife mark quickly changed from an old man to a middle-aged man, then to a strong man, and finally returned to his original appearance.

This scene is like a dead tree blooming in spring!

"break!"

Dao Hen shouted loudly, and a white stone suddenly fell from his hand.

"Bang!"

When the white pieces fell, the entire white piece on the chessboard suddenly shook. The golden light emitted from it seemed to have gathered into a long dragon, trapping the black pieces in it.

Win!

Dao Hen was overjoyed, and the stinging pain in his mind suddenly disappeared.

"Congratulations, you have successfully solved the endgame. Now the door of the wooden house has been opened. Enter it and you can reach the eighth-level tomb. Go!"

The old man said calmly with no joy or sadness on his face.

"Thank you, senior!"

Daohen thanked him and turned to Chu Yan and said solemnly: "Brother, don't let me down!"

After speaking, he turned around and pushed the wooden house open and entered it. The little black cat did not hinder him.

"Excuse me, senior, can I solve the endgame later?"

Chu Yan said respectfully to the old man.

"Yes!"

The old man nodded, and then said again: "For the rest of you, each of you can only get one longevity fruit. You have three days to take care of yourself!"

After the old man finished speaking, his body was stiff again and motionless.

At the same time, the chess pieces on the chessboard completely changed their appearance, as if they had become a new endgame.

Chu Yan walked towards Ruo Xiwen, with no intention of breaking the endgame.

"Chu Yan, you..."

"I'll accompany you! I'll arrange it freely!"

Seeing Chu Yan's eyes, Ruo Xiwen felt very at ease and nodded.

"I'll do it!"

"Big brother, count me in!"

Lei Tianshang and Lei Tianyou came out. With the previous experience of Chu Yan and Daohen, they were familiar with the process.

Dry well to draw blood water, black fish to break the light shield, watering Shouling tree, picking Shouling fruit, without a delay and easily completed.

Lei Tianshang first walked to the chessboard and sat on the stone chair.

"The chess game begins!"

The old man "resurrected" again, and the game began!

...

Half an hour later!

"Bang!"

Lei Tianshang's piece fell, and the white pieces on the entire chessboard instantly merged into one, and the black pieces fell into a dead end.

Win!

After Lei Tianshang took the Shouling Fruit, his life span reached 375 years (because Lei Tianshang was already 25 years old!), and with his powerful divine consciousness, he only spent half an hour, or 100 years of life, to crack the chess game, leaving 275 years of life. This time he made a big profit.

"Second brother, I'll wait for you over there!"

Lei Tianshang said to Lei Tianyou and then entered the wooden house.

Then came Lei Tianyou. Shockingly, Lei Tianyou only took less than half an hour to crack the endgame, and the next moment Lei Tianyou also entered the wooden house.

Next, Hua Tengming stepped forward.

It took him nearly half an hour to crack the endgame and enter the wooden house.

Then Ouyang Yuan spent half an hour to crack the endgame...

Li Junchen spent more than half an hour to crack the endgame...

Xue Mingtian spent half an hour to crack the endgame...

Qian Qingfeng spent more than an hour to crack the endgame...

Jing'an spent more than an hour to crack the chess game, and finally gave up decisively and chose to stay here.

Kong Yunhai was stronger than Jing'an, but he also failed to crack the chess game after more than an hour, and chose to stay here.

What surprised Chu Yan was Wu Lie. This guy actually spent a full hour and a half and did not give up. Finally, he finally cracked the endgame and entered the wooden house.

However, his lifespan was less than a hundred years, and Chu Yan couldn't understand why he was so desperate.

"Xiwen, no one will stop you at this time. Take this, go, and wait for me over there!"

Chu Yan said softly to Ruo Xiwen, and stuffed a Shouling fruit into Ruo Xiwen's hand.

"Chu Yan, you, I can't have it, this..."

Ruo Xiwen felt her heart melt at this moment. It turned out that Chu Yan did all this for her. The reason why he didn't enter the eighth-level tomb first was because he was worried about her. Only when she entered the eighth-level tomb would he feel at ease to enter. He stayed by her side and chose to break the deadlock at the end because he was afraid that the Shouling Fruit in her hand would be snatched away by others.

Shouling Fruit is such a holy medicine, with a full life span of 200 years, Chu Yan gave it to Ruo Xiwen so casually.

"Xiwen, I said I will always be by your side! Everything, I am here!"

Chu Yan's voice was soft, and it had melted the beauty's heart.