Chapter 81: Tian Yan Taoist

It turns out that I am the monk who spoke before Taoist Tianyan in Chapter 81 of the main body of Xiu Xian Dao, and smiled slightly, "Interesting, then let me try."
He leaped forward and came to the stone wall, using his spiritual power as his son, to sharply face the chessboard.
Hum!
Laozi!
On the chessboard, the chess pieces were also actively condensed. I don't know how many years between the two, and they played against each other over time.
However, after only three steps, the monk had changed from his original confidence to a blank face, his eyes were red, and the spiritual power of his whole body began to become disordered.
"puff!"
He spouted a mouthful of blood, took five steps back, and his eyes suddenly became bleak. This was a sign that Daoxin had suffered a heavy blow.
"Dao Xin torture?!"
Everyone's expressions changed, and they turned their gazes at the old man Qingyang, their expressions were not good, "Old man Qingyang, you never said that this is Daoxing torture before."
The old man Qingyang frowned and said, "Since it is a secret realm, can the test of entry be simple? Do I still need to tell you this truth?"
Everyone didn't speak anymore, they seemed to be amiable, but in fact they were all pregnant.
In the secret realm, all kinds of possibilities happen, and only the last chance is the final winner. Preserving strength and enjoying the success is the kingly way.
The true meaning of a cultivator is only one sentence: A dead fellow is not dead!
For a while, no one came forward, and the scene fell into a stalemate.
At this moment, a hoarse voice came out, and he sneered: "Taoist Tianyan, if you don't make a move, then this secret realm may never be broken!"
Taoist Tianyan?
Everyone was taken aback for a moment, following the gaze of the speaker, they looked at a black-robed old man together.
The old man had a goatee, his hair and beard were half black and half white, and his face was thin. Standing alone in the back row of the line, he had never spoken.
Lin Mufeng also turned his head in surprise, "Taoist Tian Yan, is that chess idiot?"
"Unexpectedly, the old man Qingyang even invited him over." Old man Sun was also surprised.
Taoist Tianyan is famous because he is addicted to chess, playing chess almost with his life.
Rumor has it that his talent is unparalleled in the world. At the age of forty, he has cultivated Yuan Ying Dacheng, but since then, I don’t know what kind of magic he has become, and he is obsessed with chess. Going forward and backward has become a big joke, so angry that the sect will drive him out of the mountain gate!
At that time, there was a lot of trouble, and there were too few gossips in the world of immortal cultivators, and finally such a strange thing came out, which immediately made Taoist Tianyan a big hit, everyone knows.
Now, more than four hundred years have passed, the name of Taoist Tianyan has gradually been forgotten, and it is unexpected to be mentioned again today, and he has also seen a real person.
Lin Mufeng curiously explored his consciousness, and suddenly showed a look of surprise, "Huh? In the early stage of distraction? Did he break into distraction with the help of chess?"
"It's possible. After all, the path taken by geniuses is generally different from that of normal people." Old man Sun nodded, "If it were him, the door to this secret realm might really be open."
Taoist Tian Yan did not speak, he kept staring at the chess game, and slowly came to the stone wall, his eyes never blinking.
Apart from the chess game, there seemed to be nothing he was interested in.
Under everyone's gaze, he raised his hand and slammed a bit towards a direction of the chessboard.
Hum!
The brilliance above the stone wall became more gorgeous, as if waiting for years to finally meet the opponent's excitement.
"There's a show!" Old man Sun's eyes lit up, "It seems that someone is helping to lift the sedan chair this time."
"Wrong." Lin Mufeng shook his head and sighed slightly. "There is only one solution to this chess game. One step is wrong, and all the games are lost! It will only get deeper and deeper!"
Old man Sun looked at Lin Mufeng in surprise, "Old man Lin, I still don't know you? Don't pretend to understand."
"Naturally I don't understand, but there is an expert standing behind me!" Lin Mufeng said faintly: "I have seen this chess game on the expert's side, and I am lucky enough to know how to crack it."
Old man Sun's pupils suddenly widened, and he said in disbelief, "Is this true?"
"Naturally it is true." Lin Mufeng nodded, and then shook his head with a wry smile: "As far as I know, this game is only the lowest-end game among experts, and it seems to be used to learn from novices."
"Low...low-end chess game?"
Old man Sun’s hair stood up, shocked to the extreme.
If this is only a low-end game, what will a high-end game be like? How earth-shattering?
Afterwards, he suddenly thought of a possibility, and he couldn't help showing a horrified expression on his face, and he almost tremblingly said: "Wait! You said you have seen it with an expert, is it a coincidence? Or... the expert gave it on purpose. Did you see it?"
Lin Mufeng said with awe on his face, and said: "80% can't be wrong. I am afraid that the expert knows that the chess game in this secret realm cannot be solved by the monks of my generation. This is what I specially mentioned!"
Countless!
This is the true countless omission!
Old man Sun only felt his heart twitching and his scalp numb. It seemed that there was a pair of eyes watching him in the void, and an invisible hand was pushing everything.
Lin Mufeng and Old Man Sun looked at each other, and they saw a deep awe in each other's eyes.
When the words came to the lips, they swallowed back, afraid to speak.
Take heaven and earth as chess game, and all beings as chess pieces!
This is the realm of an expert!
Every time they experience something, they feel more and more that the realm of an expert is simply a high mountain and no end!
Unimaginable, unpredictable!
Lin Mufeng couldn't help but look at Taoist Tianyan, with a complex tone: "There are thousands of great roads, and different paths lead to the same goal. No one knows which way is right or wrong, chess way, chess way..."
"Although I don't know which way is right, but I know it's right to follow an expert." Old man Sun looked at Lin Mufeng, full of envy, "If you don't want to be an expert's pawn, you might as well let me."
"You?" Lin Mufeng glanced at Old Man Sun and smiled proudly, "Are you worthy?"
At this moment, Taoist Tian Yan's complexion had become extremely different, pale as paper, and big beads of sweat dripped like raindrops. In the end, his whole body trembled and he spit out a "wow" The blood comes.
"I was wrong, where did I go wrong?" In his eyes, confusion and madness were intertwined, staring at the game, Daoxin was almost on the verge of collapse.
"Hey, let me do it."
Lin Mufeng stepped forward to help Taoist Tianyan, raised his hand to face the chessboard a bit sharply, and one piece fell. The pattern on the chessboard suddenly changed, and the whole chess game seemed to become alive.
Just taking this step, the ending seems to have been doomed. The stone wall did not continue to move, but the entire chess game disappeared. With a "boom", the stone wall began to rise slowly!