Inside the Little Saint’s Villa.
Wan Zhang study.
Xunzi and Wan Zhang sat opposite each other, with a chessboard in front of them, on which black and white chess pieces were arrayed to fight.
The black and white chess pieces resemble the opposition between yin and yang in heaven and earth.
Grab it. Grab it. Xunzi's chess is steady and domineering, while Wan Zhangzi's chess is unpredictable and full of changes. The two are evenly matched.
At first, the two of them made moves fairly quickly, but as time went on, the two of them took longer to think before each move.
From morning, to when the sun is high in the middle, and then when the sun is setting in the west, the setting sun in the distance looks like blood.
Snowflakes were falling, and the students in the Little Sage Village were reading, finishing their homework, and going out to play in groups.
Until it gets dark.
Yan Lu, who came over, lit a lamp for his master and uncle, so that they could fight at night.
Zhang Liang had a busy day, hanging various sentences he had just copied in the Little Sage Village.
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Tian Yan has been practicing in his "dormitory" since he returned home.
It was also nightfall when she received the transaction application information from the Ten Thousand Realms Trading Platform.
At this time, Tian Yan was dressed in Confucian attire, sitting upright and practicing on the futon in front of the table.
Excellent talent, solid skills, peerless skills, and sufficient resources allowed her skills to grow rapidly.
Although it seems impossible to break through again in a short period of time, she can feel that with the operation of Gui Zi Jue and Xin Zi Jue, her skills are slowly becoming more advanced and her Qi and blood are slowly becoming strong. .
This is a world that belongs to martial arts warriors, but she has a technique for cultivating immortals.
As for the highest Heaven-Character Art and Earth-Character Art, she still couldn't touch them with her current skill.
But even so, she can also use her internal power to do many things, such as retrieving objects from the air.
There is a plot in the original work where Yan Lu, Zhang Liang, and Fu Nian play chess. Fu Nian uses his internal strength to throw and lift the chess pieces.
Tian Yan is slowly training in this aspect.
It's one thing to have profound skills, but it's another thing to be able to perfectly control every bit of your power.
If she's not careful, her overbearing internal force will crush the items she lifts into pieces.
"Hello, your new transaction partner is sending you a transaction application. Do you agree?"
Suddenly, a familiar mechanical sound sounded in his mind.
"Of course I agree." Tian Yan agreed without thinking.
I was too busy to pay my respects to the Little Saint's Manor, and I didn't have time to meet this new "partner".
Now there is a chance.
I just hope that the other party won't be too outrageous.
The familiar interface appeared again, but when he saw the screen, Tian Yan's expression was a bit strange.
how to say?
That should be an eye.
According to Tian Yan's judgment, its shape resembles an eye.
An eyeball to be exact.
There is no other part, just one eye.
The "pupil" is as lightless as an abyss, and the rest of the body is blood red.
Only one eye appeared on the screen.
Tian Yan feels that this Wanjie Trading Platform is a bit outrageous.
"Hello." The platform's familiar electronic sound sounded.
Tian Yan was surprised and heard the next sentence.
"Wanjie Trading Platform is providing you with translation services."
Tian Yan:
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Inside Wan Zhang's study.
In front of a chess table, two old men sat in the dark night. A bright lamp was lit. With the dim light like soybean grains, the two continued this smoke-free but thrilling war.
Xunzi's chess posture was upright and he moved forward indomitably, and Wan Zhang repeatedly made wonderful moves. This small game of chess has been played for more than six hours.
Two food boxes were placed next to the chess table, just like Yan Lu standing around.
The food in the two food boxes was already cold.
Neither of these two old men went to eat.
Yan Lu smiled bitterly.
He wanted to take the food and heat it up.
It's a pity that there is no kitchen in Xiaoshengxian Villa...
He also knew a little bit about Go, but when he saw the complicated situations on the chessboard, it was difficult for him to judge who would win and who would lose.
The chessboard is almost completely occupied by black and white chess pieces.
The two are evenly matched.
Now it was Xunzi's turn to make a move. In view of Wan Zhang's many wonderful moves before, he now had to be cautious every time he made a move.
No one knew how long he would have to think about it.
Therefore, it is difficult to guess when Yan Lulian's game of chess will end.
He felt that the two of them were not just fighting over who should accept Wei Yan as his disciple, but were also fighting over the moral dispute between the two for many years.
Yan Lu looked at the two old men who were concentrating in front of him, then at the darkening sky, and shook his head with a wry smile.
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Outside the Little Sage's Villa, a man wearing Qin armor, holding a gold-handled Yin Qi in his right hand, and a blood-red long sword was slung behind his back. He even wore a mask. He was standing on a tall building, looking at the Little Sage with scattered lights in the distance. village.
He still doesn't know how far "Sir" and "Sir" have carried out the mission.
He wanted to go in and have a look.
嘘戅Yunxuan Pavilion 嘘戅. But it was daytime and he didn't dare.
Go find Salamander, he has a mission.
But he didn't dare to break into the Little Saint's Villa.
Although he boasts that his swordsmanship is superb and that he is the best in the world, he is the only one in the world now. Once discovered by a Confucian master, it will be difficult for him to leave.
The scar from the last time is still aching.
Although the wound has long since healed.
Let him face the rumored unfathomable Confucian leader Wan Zhang and the great sage Xunzi, and he has no chance of escaping.
So he could only wait for the moment when night fell before looking for an opportunity to lurk in.
There's no shame in that.
Because he is an assassin, because it is important for people to know themselves.
They are murderous weapons, and the sword is more powerful when thrust out of the unknown shadows in the dark night.
It's not that they chose the night and shadows, but that only the boundless darkness will protect them.
When the assassin loses the protection of the shadow, he is no longer a threat.
Under the bronze mask, I don’t know what the expression is.
Soon, it was late at night.
Wearing bronze Qin armor, he used his internal energy to fly over the walls and disappeared without a trace in a few breaths.
There is still that vast expanse of white between heaven and earth.
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At the same time, on an unknown path.
Zhao Gao, dressed in black and red official robes, was riding towards Qin.
With the power of the nets in various places, he encountered almost no obstacles.
Because he was in Qi State, which was farthest away from Qin and had the weakest net power, his coffin-like carriage and funeral procession-like formations were not brought out.
Suddenly, he felt something and quickly got off his horse.
Just a few seconds after he jumped off the horse, the entire horse suddenly shattered into pieces and turned into a pile of flesh and blood in the air.
It was a powerful invisible force, as unfathomable as the universe.
Zhao Gao raised his head and stared into the distance with sinister eyes.
Where he looked, a majestic figure in a golden black robe, all wrapped in black curtains, stood majestically.
