Huge chessboard.
Fan Li was like a tiny ant in it.
This is the enemy's 'territory'. He did not move around randomly and waited to see what happened.
Nineteen paths, interpreting heaven, earth and man?
Fan Li has already guessed the identity of the opponent, who should be the Holy Master of Chess from the Pure Land of Sanskrit Sound.
Previously, the tone of the Holy Master of Chess sounded polite.
But to force him into the game, so arrogantly, is already malicious.
what to do?
Do you expect Qingqiu to rescue you?
Fan Li was really looking forward to it, but after thinking about it for a moment, he knew that there was little hope.
This time, it was obvious that I was in the Pure Land deliberately and unintentionally.
He has been trapped in a different space on the chessboard. If he can be rescued easily, the level of the Pure Land will be too low.
"Staying in such a ghost place, do you have to play a game of chess before you can leave?" Fan Li said to himself.
"That's right!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a strange female voice.
At the same time, a figure appeared across the chessboard.
White clothes, white hair, beautiful face, but fierce eyes? !
"Are you the Holy Master of Chess, Bai Jiu?"
Fan Li spoke first, but Bai Jiujiu was stunned for a few seconds.
In the mere Golden Core realm, trapped in the alien space of [Lanke Chessboard], he is still so bold and unruly?
Bai Jiu wanted to express his contempt for Fan Li.
However, from beginning to end, this man didn't let her find fault?
I expected to see him looking cowardly and scared, or angry to the point of hysteria.
But no.
Fan Li seemed to be strolling in his back garden, looking around and appreciating the small world of "Lanke Chessboard".
"Let's talk for a while and let you go."
Bai Jiu's expression was cold and his lips were tightly closed.
Her voice came from all directions, as if she was the master and the god in this chessboard world!
Fan Li was also surprised.
Ventriloquism?
No, it should be some kind of secret sound transmission technique.
Looking at this woman's enigmatic appearance, Fan Li felt as if he was facing a hidden martial arts master.
Perhaps, this is exactly the effect the other party hopes for?
Shock?
Fan Li smiled and said: "The majestic Holy Master of chess set up an ambush to lure me into the game, just to play a game of Go?"
"I just came out of seclusion."
"I heard from Sister Jin De that although Duke Jin's cultivation is not high, he has the appearance of a great scholar."
"Eldest sister Yao Guang also praised Duke Jin very much and asked me to take the time to visit him, so as not to fail to recognize the heroes of the world."
Bai Jiujiu still didn't speak, but her voice echoed from all directions.
Fan Li sneered in his heart.
It sounds grand, but isn't it just setting a trap?
However, this time it was quite gentle.
Game of chess?
It's better than the Holy Lord of Arrows. No one can be seen, but the life-threatening arrows are shot from more than ten miles away.
"Oh well."
"I have a lot of free time recently. A game of chess won't waste much time."
Seeing Fan Li agreed, Bai Jiujiu sneered in his heart.
After all, he is a weak person in the Golden Core Realm, with limited experience and knowledge.
Even in the Pure Land, Bai Jiu rarely takes action.
Even Qingqiu didn't know her methods very well, and Fan Li had never heard of them!
Lingbao [Lanke Chessboard] has two secrets.
One is chess.
No blood, no harm to the body, but a direct hit to the soul!
If you fail in the game, your soul will be damaged and your will will be damaged.
In severe cases, the person is entangled by inner demons and is forever stuck in the memory of failure in the game, unable to extricate himself.
The second is the law of time.
In the chessboard world, once the game begins, time passes tens of thousands of times that of the outside world!
As the saying goes, 'a day's talk is worth a hundred years'.
In addition, the practitioner's resistance to the rules of time varies with different realms.
[Lanke Chessboard] is a heaven-level spiritual treasure. With Fan Li's Golden Core Realm cultivation, he has almost no resistance to the rules of time.
Bai Jiu is different.
She is a practitioner in the Mahayana realm. When she endures the time rules of the chessboard world, she can reduce the speed of time passing tens of thousands of times to a hundred times.
That is to say, a day of talking in hand is a year in the world. '
"He is in the Golden Core realm, and his lifespan cannot exceed two hundred years at most."
"I will delay this game for two days and let Fan Li die on the chessboard."
"Even if Qingqiu asks, it's only because of his poor chess skills that he deserves to die of old age."
"Hmph... It's a pity that I have to worry about Qingqiu's collection. Otherwise, I would just play fast chess and make Fan Li lose and go crazy. I can still solve the problem for the eldest sister."
At this moment, under the crooked tree in the barren mountain.
A man in Qingqiu stood quietly, guarding the Lingbao [Lanke Chessboard].
She only knew that Bai Jiu had entered the chessboard world.
According to the agreement in advance, after playing a game of chess with Fan Li, they will no longer be entangled and leave.
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"Let's start." Bai Jiu said coldly.
"Is this going to start?" Fan Li asked, "Who is holding the white position and who is holding the black position?"
According to the rules of Go, the black stone has the first move advantage.
Therefore, after the chess game is over, the player holding black must stick to the goal of the player holding white, that is, deduct a certain number of pieces.
Bai Jiu felt funny after hearing this.
Does Fan Li really think he has the ability to play against her?
She is the Holy Master of Pure Land Chess and the number one female chess cultivator in the world!
If he didn't want to trap Fan Li until he died of old age, Bai Jiu believed that he could make Fan Li abandon his son and admit defeat with only twenty or thirty moves.
"You can hold the black one." Bai Jiu said proudly, "My surname is Bai, and I have always only held the white one. In addition, I never need the black one."
So confident?
Fan Li glanced at the other party in astonishment.
He really wanted to say, in fact, this game was unfair from the beginning, right?
That's right.
Fan Li is cheating.
at the same time.
Da Chu, Fan Mansion.
Fan Li's other clone arranged the chessboard, but chose the white cloud.
Opposite him sat a thin-looking Confucian scholar with a somewhat reserved expression.
But when the Confucian scholar's eyes fell on the chessboard, he showed excitement and looked eager to try.
This man is obviously a chess fanatic!
"Your name is Huang Longshi?" Fan Li asked with a smile.
"Student Huang Longshi has been studying in Lucheng for many years, but he has never achieved anything because of his stupid qualifications."
As Huang Longshi said, Lu Chunqiu had three thousand disciples, seventy-two of whom were called sages.
Huang Longshi was not among the seventy-two people.
However, one time, Fan Li was looking through the roster of Lu Chunqiu's disciples and accidentally saw Huang Longshi's name, which was exactly the same as the most famous Go master in the ancient world before time travel.
He immediately wrote to Lu Chunqiu and confirmed that Huang Longshi's chess skills were extremely superb.
While studying in Lucheng, he actually defeated three thousand classmates, but never suffered a single defeat!
If Huang Longshi hadn't had a low cultivation level and had to study hard for forty years before he could barely reach the Nascent Soul realm, he would have become famous all over the world.
Fan Li invited Huang Longshi to Pengcheng very early and kept him in the Chuxian Hall so that he could be put to use one day.
Unexpectedly, this day came quite quickly.
"Mr. Jin, do you also like to play chess?" Huang Longshi asked excitedly.
"Playing chess is an elegant matter, how can I not love it?" Fan Li chuckled.
In fact, he inherited the talent of the original owner and his chess skills are also at an excellent level.
But defeating the Holy Master of Chess may be impossible.
As for interest, Fan Li really has little interest in Go, and it is impossible to study it in depth.
"I have heard for a long time that Mr. Huang is a master of chess, and I can't help but feel happy. Do you dare to teach Mr. Huang a game?"
I really didn’t mean to post so late today.
I wrote more than 6,000 words, deleted, edited, and revised before I published this chapter.
When I write articles, I have an outline but no detailed outline. Some details and small stories are improvised, I look up information and write them on the spur of the moment.
It happens that I know nothing about Go, so it is even more difficult to write.
I really want to go back to last year and kill the one who set the top ten holy masters including music, chess, calligraphy and painting...
