Simulated Cultivation of Immortals: The beginning of the game is full of comprehension

Bah!

A few black stones scattered on the chessboard, and the player surrendered.

"I-I give up!"

As expected.

Yang Jian didn't even last until the middle of the game, so he surrendered.

It's not that his Taoism is not firm enough.

But the pressure he faced was simply too terrifying.

Hongjun never spoke to him.

But the aura directly suppressed him and made him breathless.

Every child falls into his heart's calamity.

All my thoughts seemed to have no escape in front of this old man.

He always lands where he prepares.

As if he was trying to persuade him to surrender, he was waiting for him to abandon his son.

The most outrageous move.

It was Yang Jian who was thinking in his mind how the old man would seal off his battlefield.

It took half an hour to make repeated deductions and calculations in my mind.

After calculating the chess path after forty moves, I made a planning point.

But the sunspot just fell.

Then he saw Bai Zi landing directly on the spot he had planned.

This is a completely meaningless move by Bai Zi and has nothing to do with the current situation.

But it landed very accurately on the point I was thinking about.

Across a dozen moves, across the current chess path, click directly on that position.

It's like telling you that you have been completely seen through by me!

At this moment, Yang Jian fell into collapse.

How can this be……

How is this possible to win?!

If facing Li Xiang, Yang Jian began to doubt life.

So facing Hongjun made Yang Jian start to think about whether his existence was meaningful and whether his destiny had already been arranged.

Facing those pristine eyes, he couldn't bear any desire to win or lose.

I only felt terror, the fear of being seen through by others from birth to death.

No!

even more!

Maybe he has already seen everything in his past life.

Yang Jian abandoned his son and admitted defeat.

At this moment, the old man nodded!

Rarely uttered a word.

"He has a good heart and Yuding has gained a good apprentice."

"If you practice diligently in the future, you can become a sub-sage."

"Go down."

He really knows what he is thinking!

"It's...senior."

Yang Jian retreated.

The naughty boy stood up and sighed.

A clear light was pointed towards Yang Jian and fell on him.

"Oh, what a pity."

"You will regard today's events as a dream and forget them all."

"I thought that ordinary people would be able to make moves very cleverly, but unfortunately it is difficult to defeat God's will."

"I will give you a share of good fortune. When you become a sub-sage in the future, you will have God's help."

"go Go."

The blue light fell, and Yang Jian's figure suddenly became blurry.

The whole person was in a state of confusion, walking towards the outside of the Immortal Mansion.

Not long after, it disappeared into the mist outside the door, returning to its original time and space.

Li Xiang frowned.

Yang Jian's chess skills are actually not weak, even very strong.

If you don't cheat yourself, it will be difficult for you to win.

But even so, he was also under Hongjun, and could not survive twenty years.

What a scary guy.

Hongjun...

The oppressive feeling of these two words is too strong.

Daozu!

No wonder the naughty boy said before that he could be called teacher.

All the monks in the world are all disciples of Tao Ancestor.

Playing chess with Daozu, to a certain extent.

It’s like playing chess with the sky!

This adventure was truly bizarre.

"Okay, among you three, who will try again?"

"This old guy's cultivation is too strong, and his mental arithmetic skills are much better than yours. It's a bit unfair."

"This time, I will do some blessings for you."

"Then next, who wants to go up and try with him first?"

The naughty boy smiled and looked at everyone.

Today he had no real intention of anyone winning over Hongjun.

As long as someone reaches the middle of the game with him, it will be considered that he has lost Hongjun's face.

Heavenly Dao 49, there is still a glimmer of hope.

These mortals always bring some unexpected surprises sometimes.

"Then let me give this old man a try."

The speaker is Kong Ming.

It's just that Mr. Kong Ming has indeed changed a lot at this moment.

The originally old face and body have now returned to youthfulness.

With a majestic appearance, a feather fan, and a blue-black gown falling on him, he is a truly handsome man.

Ginseng fruit can extend life to 48,000 years.

Now, he no longer has to worry about the decline of Qi and blood.

Kong Ming sat down, bowed to Hongjun, and began to place his stones.

It's just that although Kong Ming was blessed by the spiritual fruit, he returned to his youth and was as wise as a demon.

But it was still not enough in front of Hongjun. In just fifteen moves, Kong Ming was already sweating profusely and his mind was in chaos.

At this moment, a little blue light fell.

Kong Ming suddenly felt a force of time and space change around his body, and the look in his eyes suddenly changed again and again.

A powerful, simple, deep, and vast reality came from him.

Even Hongjun in front of him was slightly surprised.

"Ya Sheng."

The flow of time seemed to be fixed on the most powerful moment in Kong Ming's life.

At this moment, the aura around him was restrained, and his eyes revealed the wisdom that could see everything.

"That's it, that's it."

"I've met the teacher, I've met senior Yang Mei."

He recognized the identities of the two men.

The two of them laughed but said nothing.

"good!"

Kong Ming didn't say much, he already understood in his heart.

He reached out and took out the black pieces, ready to continue making moves.

Because of the substantial improvement in his cultivation, his computing power has also increased, and he persevered in the chess game that he was originally ready to give up.

The two of them colluded with each other, plotting each other's ideas with almost infinite results.

But after all, it has been difficult to ask God’s will since ancient times.

At the 30th move, Kong Ming gave up and bowed to Hongjun and Yangmei.

Yang Mei didn't talk nonsense, a flash of blue light flashed, re-fixing Kong Ming back to the past.

He was given an opportunity, and when he ascended in the future, there would be an extra surprise.

Immediately, Kong Ming's figure slowly disappeared, and today's events will only be regarded as a big dream and forgotten in his mind.

"Who's next?"

Since ancient times, it has been difficult to ask questions about God’s will.

Game with the sky.

This requires great courage.

Yang Jian and Kong Ming were both defeated.

Not to mention playing chess, even if you make moves, you can't even drop a few pieces.

He was already so stressed that he couldn't breathe.

Wu Zetian glanced at Hongjun, bowed to the two seniors, and directly chose to admit defeat.

Her chess skills are far inferior to Kong Ming's. Now that Kong Ming has been defeated, there is no point in going up there.

The emperor pays attention to choices and advances and retreats.

He simply turned around and prepared to leave.

Yang Mei smiled and did not offend her. With the same gentle gesture, she gave her a blessing and sent her back to her own world.

When you wake up, it will just be a dream and you won't remember anything about it.

It's just that when the dragon ascends in the future, good fortune may come.

In this way, Li Xiang was the only one left on the scene.

He glanced at Yangmei and Hongjun.

Li Xiang took a deep breath and slowly sat in front of Hongjun.

He was also curious about where he would go with the help of the power of time and space and the chessboard.

"I've met the teacher."

Hongjun smiled and responded casually.

"good!"

But the next moment, his expression suddenly stopped smiling.

Nothing else.

Just because Li Xiang is the first son.

It landed directly in the center of the chessboard.

Tianyuan!