Chapter 471: 0 years of return

Big hides in the city, small hides in the wild.
Lu Fan converged and turned into an ordinary person. He turned the wheel of a wheelchair by hand and entered Nanjiang City.
He creeps in the city and creeps in the street.
Compared to the quiet Huxin Island, Nanjiang City, the largest city in Nan County, has unparalleled fireworks.
Over the years, under the jurisdiction of the Daxuan God, mortals and practitioners have been almost completely separated. Although mortals know that there are practitioners in this world, they rarely contact them.
Therefore, mortal life is simple and simple.
Lu Fan originally planned to start from Nanjiang City and travel all over the Five Phoenix Land.
However, this time when he entered Nanjiang City, he felt a little bit. He settled down in Nanjiang City. He spent the gold and silver of mortals and bought a shop.
This is a shop that has been sealed for a long time. With some years of age, the former owner of the shop is an old man, a professional carpenter, and there are many small objects carved in the house.
After Lu Fan bought the shop from the merchant, he sorted it out, but he did not throw away the woodcarvings.
Living as a mortal in Nanjiang City, you can experience the red world.
Since Lu Fan appeared in the Five Phoenixes, .asxs has been extremely high. For everything in the world, he has not yet experienced anything.
Nowadays, I can calm down.
In Yuan Citian, the battlefield is still running.
The celestial array is the sky-level killing array. Moreover, Lu Fan's eyes are under the thousand-edged chairs, which makes the killing power of the array even more horrible.
Therefore, the killing line is activated, and the upper army that came this time will annihilate the entire army.
Lu Fan did not investigate.
Even the killings did not disappear.
The heavenly gate disappeared.
In the area of ​​Yuanqitian, the battlefield still rolled, as if forming a forbidden area.
Occasionally, a monk from Yuanci Tian glanced over, and he could see the sea of ​​blood floating in the killing array, and the corpse rolling in the blood.
The monks frightened and fled.
There are still living people in the battlefield?
No one knows because no one dares to enter the investigation.
Maybe, but there is no greater possibility.
The news that the upper kingdom conquered the army and was trapped in the battlefield, this news shocked the next triple sky.
Soon, the news came back to the upper bound.
The Yun and Dao horrified.
The strong was sent to the lower bound, and came out of the battlefield.
The terrible killing array is still bursting with horrific vitality, and there are crisscross killings inside.
"This is a peerless fierce battle. It takes at least ten years to disperse the fierce power."
The power of the upper world is dignified.
They speculated that there might be living people in the battlefield, but they did not dare to make an arbitrary conclusion.
Soon, the investigators sent by the upper world returned and passed the news back to the second tribe.
The strong of the Tao and Yun clan were angry.
The strong man of the Yun tribe invites the ancestor to dispatch, and wants to destroy the battle.
Rumble!
The Yuan magnetic sky changed, and the horrifying air filled the sky.
The shadow of the sky appeared, the ancestor of the Yun tribe, and he appeared again.
By great means, as if to reverse the world.
The sacred ancestor's eyes flickered and he saw a lot. He saw the picture of the Peerless Killing Array running and the resurrection of the beast above the gate.
A monk from the upper world condemned to death, with blood flowing and cruel.
The patriarch was unmoved.
His eyes twinkled brightly, as if looking through the killing array, wanting to see through the heavenly gate.
Rumble!
The ancestor's air machine was released.
The sky gate that only the ascendant can provoke is actually emerging from the battlefield.
Crunching ...
The heavenly gate seemed to be pushed open by huge forces, revealing the world behind the gate.
Shengzu's dazzling eyes stared straight into the sky, as if to look through the ascending ground behind this heavenly gate.
Shengzu saw a dark mountain and saw his back to his back.
Suddenly, the ancestor was creepy.
As the ancestor of the Yun tribe, he has lived a long life.
He even saw the back of the emperor with his own eyes.
He still remembers those years, he was just a little cricket among the Yun clan, looking up at the back of the emperor ...
The ancestral ancestor of the Yun nationality retreated.
Do n’t dare to act arrogantly about this killing formation. This killing formation is most likely related to the emperor.
The ancestor retreated and returned to the upper bound.
The metamagnetic sky shrouded in depression also completely relaxed.
The monks in the upper world are in an uproar, and even Shengzu is not willing to break the battle?
There must be a great horror that even the ancestors are afraid of this killing ...
Therefore, the killing array in Yuancitian survived, waiting for the killing array to dissipate automatically.
...
Five Phoenix Continents.
Lu Fan was originally worried that the upper sacred tribe would break through, but he did not expect that the ancestor was directly scared.
With a smile, I no longer care about things in Yuancitian.
Nanjiang City is located in Nanjun County.
After Lu Fan took over the shop, he didn't open the store immediately. He was alive and leisurely, and he was outside the store every day, making tea, watching the changes in the long street.
At the beginning of Lu Fan, his temperament was very stubborn. Although he had condensed his breath, it seemed like a mortal, but the Qi machine that has been in a high position for many years cannot be eliminated.
The neighbors in Lane Lane were not too afraid to approach Lu Fan, only thinking that Lu Fan was the son of a big family.
After a few months like this, Lu Fan asked a businessman to buy a chessboard, set up a few tables, put it on the chessboard, and sorted out the shop. Then a common chess hall opened.
The life of a mortal is like a bowl of fresh water from a mountain spring.
There are very few people in Lu Fan's chess hall. It can be said that basically no one comes.
However, he was not in a hurry, and the vitality of the convergence of his body was completely transformed into a mortal.
The neighbourhood still felt that Lu Fan's breath was a bit high, like the sons of some generals in Kyoto, but also the noble prince.
However, later, as time passed, the neighbourhood found that although the Lord Ye was colder, he was no different from them.
Occasionally, the neighbours will come to chat, chat and slap seeds.
Lu Fan did not refuse, and smiled to get along with these neighbors.
As time passed by, Lu Fan seemed to have forgotten his identity as a gas refiner and gradually integrated into the life of a mortal.
Qitang's business is very ordinary, most of them are several stinky chess baskets in the neighborhood playing against each other, from time to time because of a move to fight with red ears and scarves, almost fists.
Lu Fan was leisurely basking in the warm sun and drinking hot tea at the door.
Occasionally, the shopkeepers of several shops in Lane Lane will find Lu Fan to chat and watch Lu Pan ’s Koraku Chess Hall to teach a few business methods.
After listening, Lu Fan smiled and said nothing.
Having been with the neighborhood for a long time, the children in the lane will often surround Lu Fan.
Unconsciously, Lu Fan's breath disappeared without a trace, completely turning into an ordinary person, making children dare to approach.
Children are curious by nature, and they are entangled in teaching chess.
Lu Fan did not refuse, and taught the children to play chess, but also enjoyed it.
time flies.
When the children in the lane grow up, they are all struggling to make a living and rarely come to Lufan to play chess.
Occasionally someone comes and is full of tiredness overwhelmed by life.
I just came to talk to Lu Fan, but also stopped playing chess, playing chess ... That's what Sven people can play.
"I really envy Uncle Lu. He hasn't changed for more than ten years. I'm afraid that I'll be old, and Uncle Lu won't be old."
A grown-up child laughed at this Lufan.
Although the words were unintentional, they let Lu Fan hold on slightly, thoughtfully.
After this time, Lu Fan began to control himself, and he would grow old with the years, just like ordinary mortals.
In the lane, there were children who had grown up, married wives and children, and old people died.
Lu Fan was sitting in front of the chess hall, looking at all this, being old and sick, like a reincarnation.
Anyway.
Lu Fan's chess hall is still open as usual.
Wind and rain are unobstructed.
As the chess hall has been open for longer and longer, more customers have accumulated.
After all, Nanjiang City is the largest city in Nam-gun. Many Confucian scholars have studied chess, and because the legendary Lord Bai Yujing loves to play chess, it is driven by the strong style of chess in the Daxuan Dynasty. A lot of chess players.
Occasionally, Lu Fan's chess hall is actually full.
Lu Fan usually drinks tea and has a hobby, which is to watch the customers in the chess hall play chess and listen to their gossip.
Of course, Lu Fan usually plays chess with customers.
However, so far, Lu Fan has never lost a game.
After the news came out.
The reputation of Lu Fan Qi Tang has spread even more.
The life of mortals is like rushing water, and is gone forever.
Late at night.
In the chess hall, the faint candlelight fluttered.
Lu Fanduan was sitting on a wooden wheelchair, and now he is beginning to be old, with a beard on his chin, and wrinkles on his face.
Opposite him, a young chess player was racking his brains to figure out the position of the next move.
Surrounded by a large number of chess-loving people, everyone took a breath and watched chess without saying a word.
"Well ... Boss Lu's chess skills, admired by the students."
Finally, the young chess player smiled bitterly, and put the picked up back into the chess box, said.
Lu Pan drew his beard.
"One win over another."
"It's over ... it's late, everyone hurried back."
Lu Fandao.
The surrounding chess viewers said goodbye to Lu Fan, talked about the chess game, and left.
Lu Fan held the candlelight, but was surprised to see the young chess player who was playing against him.
"What? You won't go?"
"It's getting late. If you want to play chess, come back tomorrow."
Lu Fandao.
However, to Lu Pan's surprise, the young chess player actually knelt down in front of Lu Fan.
"Boss Lu, please accept me as a disciple! I would like to learn chess with Boss Lu!"
The young chess player gritted his teeth.
Lu Fan laughed dumbfounded, and scratched his beard: "I am a chess player, it is difficult to be in the elegant hall, but it is a village chess player's chess skill. If there is anything to learn, you have to learn, you should find those skilled chess players."
The young chess player shook his head, his eyes flashed with brilliance: "Boss Lu's chess skills are unpredictable. Regardless of how he plays, the interval between Boss Lu's set is exactly the same ... even, even now, he has played against Boss Lu so far, Eight games, the boss of each game wins the next son. "
"There is a big gap between playing chess with Boss Lu."
Lu Fan was slightly surprised, but he did not expect that this person actually saw it.
"It's all a coincidence."
Lu Fan waved his hand, and afterwards, there was no doubt that the young chess player left.
The young chess player looked at the closed portal, gritted his teeth, and was unwilling.
He returned to the inn, resumed the game today, and took out seven more records of the game.
"I won't look away ... this boss Lu must be one of the top national players!"
The next day, the young chess player left Nanjiang City and went north to DìDū.
Although the atmosphere of chess in Nanjiang City is good, it is a little worse than Dijing.
Most of the nationalists of the Daxuan Dynasty gathered in DìDū.
The young chess players carefully carried these chess records on their backs, and wanted to use this as a knocker and worship under the door of the national player.
Since boss Lu doesn't teach, he can only find another way.
Time goes by.
Having said that this young chess player entered DìDū, he really broke through some famous halls and used eight games against Lu Fan. After eating several closed doors, he entered a national player to learn chess skills.
The national player's vision is naturally extraordinary, and he sees the extraordinary in this chess game.
Instantly, half a year passed.
Nanjiang City is much more lively than ever.
The Daxuan Dynasty, Lancang's one of the eight major players, actually came to Nanjiang City, and countless chess players came here.
It even shocked the city owner of Nanjiang City.
The Lancang national player first went to Tangfu and visited legendary figures. After Tang Tang's attention, he came to an alley and came to a shabby old chess hall.
"Is this right?"
Lan Cangguo held his hand and asked the figure on his side.
The figure on the side is exactly the young chess player at the time, and now he is much calmer.
He looked complex and bowed: "Teacher, it is here, that eight chess players are reclusive."
"Although your chess skills were weak at the beginning, they are among the best in the younger generation and can win you one game in every game. If not coincidentally, this person's chess skills must be at national level.
"My old husband is a little curious about the remaining seven powers."
Lan Cang Guo laughed.
With his eyes shining, he entered the chess hall.
The uproar in the chess hall immediately resounded, and many chess players stood up one after another, Lancang's national player ...
No one knows.
Lu Fan rubbed his beard, and the owner of the pork shop next door to him, suddenly stood up, looking red and excited.
"It's Lancang!"
The young chess player came to Lu Fan and bowed solemnly.
"Boss Lu, I'm back again."
Chess away.
Lu Fan looked at the chess player lightly, "Well, come back and hit the ball?"
"My Excellency, this game of chess ... the old man is finished for the brother."
Lan Cang Guo came out.
The smile made people feel like a spring breeze. He asked the owner of the pork shop.
Lu Fanmeiyu said, "Please."
Lan Cang Guo's eyes suddenly sharpened, he felt a sense of depression in Lu Fan.
The young chess player opened a chair for Lan Cangguo.
The latter's eyes had fallen on the chess game, and then he rolled his sleeves and clamped the pieces.
Snapped!
The sound of the chessboard seemed to explode.
The people around were attracted, but they all came together.
Lu Fan laughed, and the bitch, who was in a hurry, fell down.
You come and go, the two settle down very fast.
However, what shocked the viewers around was ...
Lan Cang's national hand was very fast, and there was a fine sweat on his forehead.
The young chess player even shook his lips slightly.
He looked at Lu Fan unbelievably. Who is this sacred boss?
No one can beat him?
"The old man lost."
Lan Cangguo's eyes are shining brightly: "Boss Lu, how about you and me again?"
He took over the chess game of the pork shop owner. The shit-like start contained a few points that caused him to lose chess.
Lu Fan raised his head and glanced at the sky.
"Okay, one more round."
Lu Fandao.
Soon, the chessboard was emptied.
Lan Cang's national players and Lu Fan once again played against each other. After more and more chess players knew the news, they rushed forward.
No one ever thought that there was such a powerful chess player in an alley in Nanjiang City.
What a character to be able to play against, even win!
When the sky is slightly dark.
The atmosphere in the chess room is inexplicably weird.
Lu Fan stood up, scratched his beard, and smiled.
"No need to play anymore, your chess skills are good, and there is still a lot of room for improvement. Let's work harder."
After speaking, they drove them out.
Qitang boss Lu's bad temper, we all know, if you don't leave, boss Lu will spit out fragrance.
So everyone left.
The young chess guest walked out of the chess hall, holding Lan Cang's hands out of sight.
Lan Cang's national hand is caught in a kind of magical sorrow.
Vaguely, there seems to be some realization.
At this point, the Lancang nationals lived in Nanjiang City.
The chess game between Lancang's national player and Boss Lu soon spread.
Nanjiang City, Tang House.
Tang Xiansheng lay on the rocking chair and watched the chess record handed by the attendant.
He is still a little curious about the current enthusiastic chess record.
Ok?
A glance at the chess record.
Tang Xiansheng's old-fashioned dragon bell couldn't hold it anymore.
Sat up straight from the chair.
"This chess game ..."
Tang Xiansheng narrowed his eyes, and there was uncertainty in the eyes.
"The boss of the chess hall, but a younger brother, is as handsome as a jade and chic like a fairy?"
Tang Xiansheng asked.
The attendant was aggressive.
"Old lady, the chessowner is quite old ... not a flirty boy."
Tang Xiansheng narrowed his eyes. Did he guess wrong?
The following days.
Nanjiang City has become more lively.
Lan Cangguo lost chess by hand, and the news flew out of Nanjiang City like wings.
Other nationals in Dijing heard what they said, but they were quite surprised.
...
Goddess Palace.
A chess record flew into the palace.
The goddess of the palace, the emperor Ni Chunqiu, loves to play chess, this news is no secret.
Because, the chess record of Lan Cangguo's losing chess will naturally appear in front of her.
Ni Chunqiu seems a bit lazy. For so many years, her chess skills have also become a national player.
However, after reading this chess record, her red lips were slightly opened, and her eyes were instantly filled with brilliance!
Vaguely, there is a familiar atmosphere on the chessboard!
The breath that choked her.
"Is it Brother Lu?"
Ni Chunqiu pursed her red lips and pinched the chess score, her eyes staring.
...
Time flies, and in a blink of an eye a dozen spring and autumn.
Lu Fan became more and more old. He never used the heaven and earth aura to wash the flesh. Like ordinary mortals, the flesh began to wither under the power of time.
When people are old, they think more.
From time to time, Lu Fan would be in a daze, drinking tea, sitting on a thousand-edged chair transformed into an ordinary wooden wheelchair, and watching Yun Cun Yun Shu.
Lancang's national player is here again. The old Lancang national player chooses to live in Nanjiang City, and often runs Lufan's chess hall.
People around are already used to it.
And the situation of Lu Fan and Lancang's playing against the country gradually stopped spreading, and the hustle and bustle in the world also gradually quieted down.
"Boss Lu's chess skills are unpredictable and admired."
Lan Cangguo's eyes flashed respect, and after putting the pieces into the box, he turned and left.
Lu Fan glanced at the back of Lan Cang's hand and smiled.
Holding a purple sand teapot, you can take a sip of tea.
After Lan Cang's hand left, he soon entered a small courtyard.
In the courtyard, peach trees were picked and planted. Although it is winter, peach blossoms are brilliant.
The curtain fell and the gauze rolled.
There was a faint shadow behind the curtain.
The yoyo sounds flutter.
"Mr. Lancang, how is Boss Lu going?"
Lan Cangguo glanced at the man behind the curtain with awe in his eyes.
He didn't dare to have any presumptuous intentions and blasphemous thoughts.
After all, the man behind the scenes ... but the terrible man in the spiritual world!
Heaven and man, that is, fairy.
Heaven and man can open the heavenly gate and rise to the immortal realm.
But this celestial being has never risen, it is the ultimate practice of humanity.
"Boss Lu is not in good health, but his chess skills are more advanced."
Lancang State Road.
He is full of emotions. Over the years, his chess skills have been so numerous that he is able to overpower the other seven major players and win the competition.
However, the more exquisite his chess skills, the more he felt that Lu's chess skills were unpredictable.
"Poor health?"
There was a nice voice behind the curtain, with a sharp tone.
Lan Cang's hand bowed his head.
After that, after the resumption, he left the chess record and left the courtyard.
The curtain opened, and Ni Chunqiu showed her face. She looked at the chess game and twisted a peach blossom.
"Although I don't know what Lu is doing ..."
"However, you must not disturb him."
Ni Chunqiu pursed her red lips and sat on the side of the chair, staring at the chess game. Peach blossom petals fluttered, but she laughed.
On the other side, Tang Xiansheng was watching the chess game with a lot of emotion.
"Is this man ... really Lu Shaozhu?"
...
Spring goes to summer.
Time flies like a shuttle.
Yuan magnetic sky.
The horrible killing array still floats, and the blood is still tumbling inside.
However, five years have passed since the advent of the killings. In these five years, monks from the upper world sent observations.
All the changes in the battlefield have been transferred to the upper bound.
For five years, the battlefield faintly showed signs of decline.
In another five years, the Yu Wei left by the killing may disappear completely.
Five Phoenix Continents, Nanjiang City.
Lu Fan is getting older.
In the lane, many familiar old people have died and turned into a pile of loess.
Once a child, now also turned into a middle-aged person, from time to time will come to Lu Panyu.
Lu Fan's chess hall is still open, but the familiar faces are reduced a lot.
Things are no longer human.
This gradually made Lu Fan's eyes look a little bit charming.
He had thought about leaving Nanjiang City and traveling to hundreds of cities in the Daxuan Dynasty.
However, he thought about it and gave up the idea. After all, how many mortals can travel through hundreds of cities in Wuhuang?
Most of them settled in one place, and after life, illness, and death, they turned into loess.
Lu Fan seemed to have realized that he started to play chess.
His withered hand, holding the chess piece, landed on the board.
This chess game is very slow, and one child may be lost in one day, and one child may be lost in ten and a half months.
Lan Cangguo came to play chess and saw this endgame, but he felt shocked and actually coughed up blood.
What a chess game, remembering the mysterious celestial man's attention to Lu Fan, Lan Cang's national players dare not speak.
Lu Fan did not bother with Lancang's national hand, as always, the game of chess.
Nowadays, this endgame has become a characteristic of the chess hall. Many people have studied it, but many people have no clue.
Ten years after another, there are so many more.
Lu Fan was getting older, not even pushing the wheelchair.
He had been lonely all the time, and the children in the lane were now showing his old age, and he planned to find someone to accompany Lu Fan.
Lu Fan laughed abruptly and shook his head to refuse.
There are fewer and fewer people in the chess hall, but Lu Fan's game is still not over.
Lan Cang's national hand is not a simple mortal. He has practiced, so although he looks slightly older, he is still full of spirit.
"Lu Lao ..."
Lan Cang's hand looked at the old and almost dying Lu Fan, and his expression was slightly faint.
It was quiet in the chess hall.
Lu Fan ignored him and stared at the chess game that had been playing for decades.
He felt a bit cold.
It was a cold cold soul, like the darkness after dusk, devouring him.
It was like a sundial above his head, and came to an end.
Lu Fan was as thin as a firewood, raising his hand tremblingly. From the chess box, the mule was too old, and the mule's movement became extremely slow.
"Every life is old, sick and dead, and newborn babies fall to the ground, this is life ..."
"In the vast river of time, why not?"
"Perhaps as strong as the ancient emperor, in the face of the vast river of time, as ordinary mortals, and finally can only look at the years ..."
Lu Fan slowly said.
The old voice wandered in the chess hall.
Lan Cang's hands only felt a moment of depression. Although mortal, he gave him unparalleled depression.
Jingle Bell.
Lu Fan seemed to hear the sound of the wind chimes.
He smiled.
Continue to bitch.
Outside, heavy snow and white snow were flying.
The alley where the chess hall is located.
I don't know when, a graceful woman in a red skirt holding an oil-paper umbrella emerges, with bells hanging around her waist and red lips.
Tang Xiansheng also came, but he stood outside the alley, leaning against the wall and sinking into deep thought.
He looked at the snow in the sky.
Tang Xiansheng smiled. Is this Lu Shaozhu ... appreciating the life of a mortal?
Secretly, he seemed to realize.
Gradually.
He felt the decaying figure in Lane Lane Chess Hall, his breath was constantly weakening.
There is a feeling that the oil is exhausted.
suddenly.
The emperors Ni Chunqiu and Tang Xiansheng both narrowed their eyes.
They just felt the world was silent.
Then ... I found that the old atmosphere in the chess hall was completely annihilated.
It's like a lamp that burns out gradually.
Can't shine in bloom.
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Stunned.
Ni Chunqiu and Tang Xiansheng felt that the heavens and the earth turned round and round. Even Ni Chunqiu, who was in the heavens and the human world, felt weak and collapsed to the ground.
Suddenly, the chess games in the chess hall released countless bright brilliance, and the pieces rushed into the clouds, turning into a world-changing chess game, and instantly covering thousands of miles.
Time ... seems to be going backwards!
The atmosphere of terror permeated, as if heaven and earth were to collapse in an instant.
He is back.
Centuries of returning to commonplace are finally over.
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