Chess skills are the ability to perform mental calculations.
Ning Fan's mind is not weak, and he has chess skills inherited from ancient times, but he can't even take advantage of the black-robed man in front of him.
Every day for three days in Can Meng, the middle-aged man in Longpao would play seven games of chess with him.
No more, no less, and no matter what Ning Fan asked, the middle-aged man didn't answer.
On the first day, in the first six games, Ning Fan and the middle-aged man were evenly matched, winning three games each but losing in the seventh game.
On the second day, Ning Fan was determined to win and won three games in a row. However, in the last four games, he was defeated by the middle-aged man one after another.
Ning Fan frowned, this was already the third day.
He didn't know why he fell into this dream, but he could feel that the middle-aged man in black robe opposite him had no ill intentions towards him.
Who is this person, and why was he trapped in the black starlight and fell into a residual dream, playing chess with this person for three days!
"What is the black starlight... This person claims that chess skills are star skills. What does this mean?"
Ning Fan frowned, put down the chess piece, and stood up to leave.
"I can't stand anymore!"
"Oh? It's interesting. You actually gave up your determination to win or lose. However, just like that, you can't see through the mystery of this situation. Butterfly boy, do you want to escape? When I faced Palm that day, I didn't see you running away... "
"Who are you!"
"I am the one who taught you the art of stars!"
"Star Technique?" Ning Fan was startled. Star Technique is an extremely advanced healing technique, and he naturally knows it.
only…
"It's just, why should I learn!"
"My Star Technique is the Black Star Technique. It has the effect of regenerating bones into flesh and resurrecting the dead... Do you really not want to learn this technique?"
The middle-aged man twirled his beard and said calmly.
"If you want to learn, then sit down! If you don't want to learn, you can leave! It's just that you are slightly cold, but I'm afraid you will never come back to life!"
“…”
Ning Fan looked deeply at the middle-aged man. The purpose of this person's appearance, the strangeness of this dream, and this person seemed to know himself well.
He is the inner demon. Or an illusion? Is it a fictional character in a dream, but a remnant of a real existence?
Try to break the dream and leave. But still can't leave.
It seemed that if he did not satisfy this middle-aged man, he would never leave Canmeng.
"I'll see how you teach me the Star Technique!" Ning Fan sat down on the stone bench again, but this time, when he pushed the chessboard, he held a black piece.
"Children can be taught..."
The middle-aged man in black robe nodded. But he was not in a hurry to make a move, but had some guidance.
"The art of chess is the art of stars, and the chessboard is life. It is an illusion, and it is difficult to distinguish between black and white. It is difficult to distinguish between truth and fiction, but one thing is, don't be obsessed with the words black and white... black and white are meaningless!"
With a flick of his sleeves, the chessboard was dotted with stars. Bright as the Milky Way.
This chessboard and chess pieces are all transformed by starlight. The silver starlight is white pieces, and the black starlight is black pieces. But with a thought in middle age. Starlight black and white reversed!
"On the first day, you didn't put victory or defeat in your eyes, but I went all out and ended in defeat!"
"On the second day, you were bent on winning. You won three games in a row, but your mood was confused. You lost four games and ended up losing."
"But you have to know that life is a game of chess. The key to victory or defeat is not who wins more, but... who wins the last game! Even if you win six games in a row, once the final battle is over, it will still be a battle. Lord...this is the chess of life! And the chess of star magic..."
"You can take that sunspot and think about it carefully. Take a broader view, there are more than just bright stars in the sky! The star gate has opened, I, it's time to leave... There is no next round today, I can't stand it. What a pity!"
boom--
Can Meng collapsed. On the third day, the game ended without even a single game.
Ning Fan suddenly opened his eyes, and the starlight that was originally wrapped around him turned into a black starlight chess piece, falling on his palm.
With something in mind, he patted the storage bag again and took out the jade box containing the key to the Star Palace. The key was missing.
"The key disappeared, and the black starlight condensed into chess pieces... This black chess piece is the key to obtaining the Star of the Emperor of Heaven! The Star of the Emperor of Heaven is the ability to control the black starlight... the art of starlight!"
Ning Fan spat out his palm force, and the black chess piece immediately disappeared into his palm.
Looking again at the female corpse entangled in the starlight, within three days, all the decay of the body had disappeared, and she looked like a living person, but there was still no sign of life. All this was because she had no soul.
Under the starlight, the palace dress of the female corpse swayed, exquisite and quality.
Under the tightly closed eyes, there seemed to be a pool of autumn water hidden, and the pale face was half red.
She stood in the wind, her graceful figure seemed to be dancing in the wind.
She hasn't opened her eyes yet, but she already has a look and feel of pity.
Originally, the aura in the middle stage of divine transformation was only enough to upgrade her to the late stage... Tempered Star Zizhi, but with the recovery of the sea of consciousness, the aura of the female corpse was still improving.
"The Sea of Consciousness is being repaired!"
Ning Fan's eyes narrowed, and he knew that the female corpse was probably at the last critical step - the restoration of the sea of consciousness!
If she can repair her sea of consciousness, even if she is a corpse demon, she can still regain her previous memories!
The female corpse at this moment cannot be disturbed!
Bang!
Below, in the center of the star island, the gap between the star gates began to tremble and open.
A huge storm swept across the sky, but when it hit the female corpse, Ning Fan waved his sleeves to block it.
No! Don't allow anything to disturb Wei Liang's recovery from the sea of consciousness!
Ouch!
In the distance, two groups of eagles and falcon beasts were fighting over the corpse of a huge sea beast.
As the battle approached, dense hawks and beasts flew towards the female corpse unconsciously.
"Anyone who comes thirty thousand miles away from me...die!"
Ning Fan didn't kill, he only said a faint word, but his evil aura was shocking.
Under this cold threat, these innocent star beasts immediately showed frightened expressions and left in a hurry.
The female corpse is still recovering from the consciousness of the sea.
But after burning the incense, as usual, there were seven or eight holes in the void above the star island.
Last time, he entered the Purple Cloth Palace with eight holes, seven of which were healed and one that was not healed.
This time, eight holes were broken, five were healed, and three were unhealed. Three forces entered the Star Palace!
"Haha! I, the Snow Sword Sect, have finally entered this place. Besides the Ziyi Palace, I should be the second one to enter the palace, right?"
"Second? That's not necessarily the case. The speed of my Shadow Valley is no slower than that of your Snow Sword Sect."
"Hmph! What's the point of arguing about this. The one who finally wins the Star of Heavenly Emperor must be my Yuzhimen!"
Three major forces, hundreds of Nascent Souls, and 19 transformed gods entered this place!
These three sects. Not as powerful as Ziyi Palace, but still not weak.
Three masters. Before he could say anything more, he saw a man and a woman standing strangely in the sky. The woman's appearance is peerless, and her body is covered by starlight. She is actually using the starlight to heal her injuries.
The man's eyes were gloomy. When he saw the masters of the three sects arriving, he immediately patted the storage bag. Holding a bloody sword with soaring blood, he looked like a demon and without hesitation, he drew out the soul with one palm. Mana is poured into the sword light!
"Get back!"
One sword, covering the sky with blood!
Under the light of this sword, all three sects' Nascent Souls died tragically, while the 19 transformed gods had not yet regained their footing. When they saw the bloody sword light rising into the sky, they were immediately frightened and rushed out of the Star Palace desperately!
Even if the 11 early stagers escaped very fast, their bodies would all collapse. Only the soul is left!
Even if the six mid-level players were prepared, they were all seriously injured by this sword and coughed up blood.
The three late-stage warriors, whose cultivation levels were already astonishing to the world, were seriously injured by this sword. They managed to escape from the Star Palace with frightened expressions on their faces.
"Half-step virtual treasure's blood sword! This person obviously only has the cultivation level of the early stage of divine transformation, but he has the magic power of the late stage of divine transformation by drawing souls! With the late stage magic power, even if he holds the half-step virtual treasure, he will be injured even at the peak of divine transformation! We are really lucky to have escaped with our lives!"
"This person is guarding the Star Gate... Could it be that he is Lu Bei who destroyed the masters of the Purple Clothes Palace!"
The masters of the three sects are already frightened.
This star palace is far more dangerous than they imagined. The Star of the Emperor of Heaven is not something they can fight for!
"Hateful! Get out!"
The void heals and the pathways disappear.
The masters of the three sects were extremely afraid of Ning Fan and left in a hurry. Extreme joy brings sorrow, and it comes too quickly.
Ning Fan put away the blood sword, his momentum was like a rainbow.
With his current methods, using the Blood Sword is no longer as reluctant as before.
As long as he is here, no one is allowed to disturb the female corpse's restoration of the sea of consciousness.
Time passed by, Ning Fan stood guard, his cold eyes only softened when he saw the female corpse.
waiting…
Ning Fan is waiting for the female corpse to wake up, and the female corpse has waited for 150 million years before Ning Fan turns into a butterfly and becomes a human.
No regrets, no regrets that I stole the elixir and abandoned my engagement for you.
No regrets, no regrets. I will sleep in a green coffin and stay bare-faced for you forever.
No regrets, no regrets. I will transform into a corpse demon to pity you in the next life.
It was as if thousands of doors were opening, and finally, it turned into a dazzling ray of sunlight, shining into the eyes of the female corpse.
"It's a bit dazzling... I should have been sleeping in the darkness..." The female corpse said calmly, as if nothing in the world could make her happy.
Her eyes looked at the stars in the sky, but she looked at them with disdain, as cold as autumn water.
But when her eyes fell on the man in front of her, she could no longer calm down.
There is no doubt that the man in front of him has changed his appearance and appearance.
There is no doubt that the man in front of him has been reincarnated and lost his mind.
But she still recognized the man in front of her with just one look. His eyes were clear and black, but there was a hint of stubbornness and sadness.
"You are... Xiaofan!"
I can't describe the feeling. After sleeping for 150 million years, I woke up and saw the only person I wanted to see.
There were tears in my eyes, but I couldn't bear to let them fall.
There is a smile on the corner of the mouth, but he is sobbing.
Xiaofan is the name of my butterfly...
He is, my butterfly!
"It's me. Long time no see. How are you?"
Ning Fan's face was still stained with blood from the recent murder, but he tried to smile calmly.
Yes, I haven’t seen you for many years...
"Xiaofan, I'm so happy, so happy...but, I'm so sleepy..."
The female corpse frowned, her consciousness was in great pain, and she fell into Ning Fan's arms.
This Star-Tempering Purple Zhizhi has repaired part of the sea of consciousness, but if you want to completely repair it and let the female corpse remember all the past events, you don't know how many years or months it will take.
She needs rest and a long period of time to revive her memory.
"I want to sleep, don't leave me before I wake up..." The clearness that had just risen in the eyes of the female corpse began to become hollow.
This is a kind of self-protection. Before the memory can be recovered, she still needs to seal the broken memory and give the sea of consciousness a chance to recover.
With her eyes empty, the female corpse returned to her usual dazed state.
"Light?" This is a title that only female corpses with low intelligence would call Ning Fan.
The female corpse was asking, why did Ning Fan hug her?
The female corpse was asking what happened just now and why there was blood on Ning Fan.
Ning Fan showed a complicated expression. He was afraid that he would have to hear this title for a long, long time.
"Silly girl, go back... don't worry, I will cure you completely, for sure!"
"Huh?" The female corpse tilted her head, not understanding.
But faintly, she was no longer so resistant to Ning Fan's embrace.
There is even a trace of expectation and dependence...
"Sleep... together?"
The female corpse issued an ambiguous invitation.
"Silly girl, the corpse demon doesn't need to sleep." Ning Fan couldn't laugh or cry.
It seems that even if the female corpse cannot recover her memory for the time being, she has improved her intelligence a lot by taking Zizhi.
It's not simple, she will seduce herself. If she were not in a hurry to enter the Heavenly Palace, she would probably sleep with her.
The last time, it was still in Ningcheng, and I was still forced to live and couldn't help myself...
"Thank you for protecting me so many times, Zhihe, Wei Liang..."
"Eh?" The female corpse blinked, saying she didn't understand.
