Chapter 2170: Like fan

Inside the Tianshang Fairy City, there was a loud voice.
Someone recognized the figure carrying the girl, Ruruo's brother, but turned away thousands of miles away, all retreating thousands of feet.
There are also people who don't know who this person is, let alone care.
Qin Xuan carried the red clothes and walked step by step in this fairy city.
When he walked to a place in the city, a voice made Qin Xuan stop.
"Sir, there is an endgame, how about you try it?"
Amidst a crowd of people, there was an old Taoist with a wooden plate in front of him, sitting quietly cross-legged.
Around, many people gathered here, some were worried and some were stuck in it.
And this old way, his eyes are not on anyone in the crowd.
He looked at the white, red, and indifferent pair of pupils.
Qin Xuan looked sideways, looking at this old way.
"Brother Changqing, that person seems to be calling you, but playing chess is too boring." The red dress mumbled: "Let's go elsewhere!"
Qin Xuan was carrying a red dress, he turned around and looked at this old way.
"He cares about me, so he just goes, so why not?"
Qin Xuan stepped forward, and the crowd in front of him couldn't help but give way.
"Who is this person!?"
"This chessboard, even Xianzun is still incomprehensible, judging from the appearance of this person, it seems that there has never been a cultivation base!"
"Is the level of my waiting too low, or does this person have a secret method to hide his cultivation?"
Many people looked at Qin Xuan, puzzled.
After the two great immortals were banned, Qin Xuan would not show any breath.
At this moment, he is like a person who uses secret methods to hide his cultivation, more like a mortal.
Qin Xuan walked up to the old man with his red clothes on his back.
His gaze fell on the wooden plate, and saw that there were seventeen black ones, but one hundred and six white ones.
"You can hold the sunspot!"
The old man spoke and looked at Qin Xuan with a smile.
This old-fashioned man has a thin face, narrow eyes, pale hair, and no color.
In a gray shirt, there is no sign of repair.
Qin Xuan watched this chess game quietly, his eyes calm, this chess game was an endgame of heaven.
Xu Wushang likes this the most, leaving the Heaven’s Path chessboard for others to crack. If it can be broken, Xu Wushang will value it and gain great luck.
In this era, there were 372 people who cracked the chessboard of Heaven, and each one became a saint.
Among them, sixteen became the emperor.
Xu Wushang integrated into the way of heaven, was familiar with the past and present of all living beings, and had the fundamental qualifications. How could the people she choose be mediocre.
Looking at this chessboard, Qin Xuan's red shirt also walked off his back.
Looking at the chessboard in red, she secretly took a black piece and wanted to drop it.
"Yep……"
The old man pressed down the sunspot without leaving a trace, grabbed it from his fingertips, shook his hair softly, and signaled the red clothes not to mess around.
"Stingy!" Red puffed up on both sides of his cheeks.
At this moment, the old Dao's complexion changed slightly, and at his fingertips, the sunspot was snatched.
In Qin Xuan's fingertips, a sunspot quietly appeared on the chessboard.
"There are thirty-three ways to break this chessboard. This is how ordinary people break it!"
Qin Xuan's fingers lightly dropped, and saw the black stone falling on the chessboard. On the chessboard, the thirty-three mark fell, but the black stone was always at his fingertips.
The old man's eyes moved slightly, he looked at the chessboard, and immediately, his eyes shook slightly.
On this chessboard, every word falling can delay the death.
It was just postponed, as for the remaining sons, but never left.
"This chessboard is a deadly game, which represents the supremacy of heaven, invincible, and unbreakable!" Qin Xuan said indifferently, "If you can delay a move, you can get the holy road!"
He faintly glanced at the old saying, "How many did you lose without losing!?"
Old Dao raised his head and stared at Qin Xuan's indifferent eyes.
"Thirty-two sons, in the end, be burned!"
The old Dao sighed slightly, "Your Excellency knows who this chessboard is from and can see through the thirty-three ways of delay at a glance. The old Dao admires it!"
"However, postponement does not mean breaking, what about the thirty-three methods?"
Qin Xuan said indifferently, "How do you know that I can't break the son before the son has fallen?"
The veteran had anticipated it and was not surprised.
"Your Excellency, settle down!"
The words of the two were in each other's ears and never passed to the third person.
"What is this guy doing?"
"I think he can't break it!?"
"interesting!"
Around, the onlookers looked different, looking at the old man in gray and the young man in white.
Qin Xuan was indifferent, his fingers shook, and the sunspot turned into nothingness in an instant.
Immediately, on Qin Xuan's right middle finger, a drop of golden blood flew out of his nails and landed on the fingertips.
"what!?"
"What is this guy going to do!?"
The people around were all surprised, and even the old way couldn't help but startled slightly.
"Thirty-three methods, the highest one, can delay fifty-seven pieces, but none of my Qin Changqing's methods!" Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent.
Vaguely, the air in the palm of Qin Xuan's hand unexpectedly showed ripples, spreading in all directions.
The old-fashioned pupils were slightly condensed, he looked at Qin Xuan, his pupils were like water.
In an instant, all around the chessboard, there were afterimages and strong winds.
In Qin Xuan and that old Taoist body, the wind was like a domain, covering his eyes and blinding pupils, making it difficult to see exactly what happened.
Afterwards, the domain dissipated, and the wind swept in all directions, causing the audience to see through the wind and look into it.
I saw that Qin Xuan sat cross-legged quietly, and the old man did the same.
The difference is that there is no trace of the chessboard between the two, leaving only a golden-blooded chess piece.
Qin Xuan slowly got up, pulled the red clothes and said, "Let's go!"
The old man looked up, looked at Qin Xuan, and couldn't help taking a deep breath.
He looked at the chess piece, and finally put it in his palm.
When Qin Xuan took blood as his son, Lao Dao knew what Qin Xuan was going to do.
Since it is a mortal game, his Qin Changqing method is based on the punishment.
When he noticed it, the old way had already started to block it, how could this chessboard be easily destroyed.
Qin Xuan hasn't moved Xianyuan, so the old way will naturally not.
In that short confrontation, the two played against seventy-six strokes.
In the end, Qin Xuan's were like swords, cut a crack in the sleeves of the old way, and placed his pieces on the chessboard.
One word extinguished the seventeen sunspots and one hundred and six white ones.
The chessboard, directly under the power of this child, annihilated into nothingness.
The old man took a deep breath as he quietly looked at Qin Xuan's back.
"Sixty-six strokes, all strokes will defeat me, break me, if it is in the same situation, the old way is afraid that it is not an opponent!"
"No, I may not be able to win when I am two levels lower than me!"
The old Dao sighed slightly, he looked at Qin Xuan, "Xiantu Qin Changqing has a well-deserved reputation."
"Emperor Qing, don't fight!"
The old man turned around and entered the crowd, but if his posture was phantom, he gradually dispersed into nothingness, leaving everyone blank.
"Brother Changqing, who is that stingy old Taoist?" Hongyi asked with blinking eyes.
"An amazing guy." Qin Xuan said lightly.
Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent, looking at the distant world.
The three sons of Shengtian, one of them stayed in the previous life, for a million years, one person alone pressed the seven forbidden places, named Hunyuan the Great, 7.6 billion years ago.
One son stayed in this life, became the emperor in 3,600 years. He had twenty-five times of breaking the heavens and abandoning the heavenly position twenty-five times. In Qin Xuan's previous life, he was the first person under the Qing Emperor and was the closest to the existence of Qing Emperor Qin Changqing.
One son stayed in the future, the great catastrophe came, the Mingtu clan nine secluded, the great emperor was buried, one of them came forward and cut the two creatures of the great emperor born in the forbidden area, and one creature of the great emperor in the great disaster, and one person trapped five of the great emperor creatures eleven years.
As Qin Xuan stepped, the red clothes couldn't help asking: "Amazing, is he famous?"
"There will be in the future!" Qin Xuan responded.
This person, once in his previous life, was under His Royal Highness Qingdi, one of the five heavenly courts, and the lord of the Taoist court.
Emperor Hunyuan Dao, under his command, one hundred and eight holy land.
Immortal world, all beings are in awe!