How did he reach the foundation building stage when he couldn't even play the first game? "
"He is the last casual cultivator to come ashore in the second level. His cultivation qualifications are mediocre. He was able to enter the third level just because of good luck. It is normal that he cannot solve it."
On the third day of the chess game, many casual cultivators gave up on cracking the puzzle and became just spectators.
Seeing that Xiang Shu, who was at the bottom, had not broken a single game, but was still persisting, some people mocked him, while others marveled at him, and their conversations were all filled with relaxation and contempt.
Only Shu Gaoming felt something was wrong.
After meeting Xiang Shu at the end of the second level, he was shocked from the beginning, but now he has come back to his senses.
"Xiang Shu..."
He looked at the square room where Xiang Shu was from a distance.
This woman has always been Xiang Hongyu's attendant, her background is innocent, and she is just a mortal with low qualifications, so he has never doubted her.
However, the facts are in front of us, and looking back at Shou's various actions——
Lu's witch became famous in her first battle. She was also in Xuanwang City and deceived her by looking like she was seriously injured and dying. When Lu's witch appeared in Fangcun Ji, she also happened to be missing and did not come back with Xiang Hongyu.
After that, it’s this time the Secret Realm of the Four Extremes.
All the trajectories fit together so perfectly that he couldn't help but believe it.
Xiang Shu is the Lu family witch!
How powerful is this woman's mind that she can fall into the trap of Feng Yue Men several times in just one year, and then escape unscathed? How is it possible that you can't even break the first chess game?
Shu Gaoming turned his eyes and glanced at "Xiang Hongyu" who was far ahead, and then took a deep look at Dong Jinghuan, who had solved most of the game, with a smile on his face.
This is getting more and more interesting.
Xiang Shu looked at the chessboard quietly, his body motionless, like a wooden sculpture, but his thoughts turned around very quickly.
She had seen the deep meaning behind the chess game two days ago.
The reason why it is familiar is because after simplifying the rules of the chess game, it happens to be the simplest forbidden pattern.
This pattern may sound simple, but it actually has nine twists and turns. If she hadn't seen and memorized it thousands of times on the wall of the secret room at the bottom of the cliff, on the gold paper recording the breathing technique, and on the "Deception" array disk, There will be no sense of familiarity either.
And if you write down the sequence of moves in each game of chess corresponding to the human body, you can compile a recipe.
Thinking of this, Xiang Shu suddenly became enlightened and his mind was shaken.
This is the way to practice restraint!
On the surface, the third level is to test mental calculation, but in fact it is secretly teaching people the orthodoxy?
That demonic cultivator has a close relationship with Siji City. Could it be that he has mastered the restriction?
No, that's not right.
Xiang Shen raised his eyes and glanced at "Xiang Hongyu's" square room. If he had learned restraint long ago, he should be able to see through the chess game at a glance without spending time calculating at all.
Putting aside his distracting thoughts, Xiang Shu took out a jade slip and wrote down the rules of the first chess game. Then he finally picked up a word and dropped it onto the chessboard.
Many casual cultivators saw Xiang Shen's movement and didn't take it seriously. Some young casual cultivators even laughed and said, "I have been thinking about this first step for three days. I don't think he will be able to do it until the end of this level." I can solve the first game."
As soon as these words were spoken, someone said in surprise: "He has broken the situation!"
"What?!"
All the cultivators immediately looked together, and sure enough they saw a faint word "二" appearing next to Xiang Shu's chessboard.
When the young monk who had just laughed at him saw this, he couldn't help but snorted coldly: "What's so strange? Fellow Taoists here, who didn't get into trouble after breaking through more than ten games? Look at him, he stopped again, and this time he stopped pointing. Maybe it will take another three to five days."
After the young monk finished speaking, Xiang Shengkan finished recording the second prohibition formula, and then moved again.
She made moves so fast that she almost didn't need to think. In just three or five breaths, the chessboard flashed with white light again, revealing a faint "three" character.
"It's so fast!"
There was a burst of exclamation and a burst of harsh laughter among the casual cultivators. While those people were laughing, they would look at the young cultivator from time to time.
The young monk's face was ashen and he couldn't help but said loudly: "So what if he can break through the tenth game? He is just average. If he has the ability, he can compete with the sect's true geniuses!"
As soon as these words came out, someone immediately said, "Fellow Taoist, if he really surpasses the sect's true genius, what should you do?"
The young monk couldn't get off the stage, so he could only sneer, point at the chessboard and say: "If he can really break through more than thirty games, I will eat all the chess pieces!"
"good!"
"It's a deal!"
"You can't go back on your word."
As soon as the gambling game came out, there were more people watching the excitement, and even many sect disciples joined in and shouted in agreement.
"The younger generation in the Dongzhou cultivation world are really inferior to each other."
Shu Gaoming looked at the excitement, sighed, turned around and said with a smile: "Fortunately, our sect still has Junior Brother Xiang. He has broken through the fiftieth game at a young age. The fifty-first game is in sight. It can be said that the future is promising. Senior Brother Jiang , do you think so or not?”
Jiang Yi didn't even raise his head, as if he didn't hear the words at all, but the two fingers holding the chess piece tightened suddenly.
As soon as the piece fell, the chessboard was instantly covered with white light. After the light passed, a new game suddenly appeared, and the chessboard numbers showed up to "Three Shi Four."
However, Jiang Yi was not happy at all. He did not fully understand the game just now.
"Awesome, Senior Brother Jiang is really awesome!"
Shu Gaoming immediately applauded and praised loudly.
Jiang Yi suddenly turned to look at Shu Gaoming, his eyes were as cold as lightning, and his tone was cold: "If you say one more word, your death will be after the competition."
Shu Gaoming spread his hands and tsked, "Senior Brother Jiang is so angry, I won't say anything about it."
In addition to being ruthless and ruthless, Shu Gaoming was known for his eccentric words. Jiang Yi scolded him and was too lazy to pay attention to him anymore. He continued to concentrate on cracking the problem, but his state was inevitably affected and his speed was much slower than before.
On the other side, Dong Jinghuan breathed a long sigh of relief. After playing the last piece, the chess game reached its thirty-third game.
After winning a game, Dong Jinghuan's face did not look better, but became more and more gloomy.
It took him a full day to crack the thirty-two games.
The third level can only last for thirty days at most. In other words, if he continues at this speed, he will break through the sixtieth level at most, or even less.
After hesitating for a moment, Dong Jinghuan turned over his hand and took out a palm-sized array disk, and squeezed it slightly.
The time to use his trump card came much earlier than he expected.
Dong Jinghuan was worried, but "Xiang Hongyu" who had been far ahead was not happy either.
He looked at the intricate chess moves on the chessboard with a heavy gaze.
He is very familiar with the rules of chess.
Passing the hundred levels is only the most basic test for disciples of Siji City. If you don't even have this mental arithmetic ability, you are not qualified to become an official disciple of Siji City.
He thought that returning to his old place this time would be a piece of cake, but he overestimated the endurance of this physical body.
He had long expected that this body was weak and would not be able to withstand the torture.
Unexpectedly, after only three days, the physical body was already extremely decayed, and no more energy and blood could be extracted from it to refine into essence.
Without energy and unclear thoughts, it is impossible to calculate the changes in the chess game.
"Xiang Hongyu" had a trace of annoyance in his eyes. He reached out and touched the storage ring and took out a blood-red pill. A strong smell of blood suddenly hit his nostrils.
Opening his mouth and swallowing the blood pill, "Xiang Hongyu"'s face flashed a strange flush, and his energy and energy recovered.
However, he knew that all this was only temporary. As long as he continued to crack the chess game, he would soon fall into a state of exhaustion again.
Moreover, there are not many blood pills left.
Putting away the elixir bottle, "Xiang Hongyu" raised his head and looked at the four walls coldly.
This third level is connected to the fourth level. It is said that the city lord specially asked the master to build it himself.
It is precisely because of this that the space here is extremely stable and he cannot forcefully break it.
If he could break through the wall, he wouldn't have to worry about not having enough blood pills.
There is nothing to add at the moment, "Xiang Hongyu" can only control the cracking speed to reduce the consumption of blood pills.
As time passed, more and more monks fell into a dead end and had no choice but to give up and join the ranks of spectators.
There was more and more excitement in his ears, but Xiang Shu didn't pay attention. He always maintained a constant speed, first burning the secrets, and then deciphering the chess game. When others looked at it, they had the illusion of ease and ease.
The young monk watched silently, his face turning faintly green.
Day six.
Xiang Chuan's piece fell, and the number on the side of the chessboard changed to "three hundred" without any surprise.
At this moment, everyone looked at the young monk in unison.
The young monk's face suddenly turned the color of pig's liver. He was silent for a moment, and then said angrily: "The jade slip in his hand must have a secret. He is cheating, and this bet does not count!"
"That fellow Taoist is clearly holding a jade slip used for calculating chips. How can he say he is cheating?"
"If you can't afford to lose, just say so!"
"..."
The crowd started to make a noise, which made Wang Tuo so upset that he simply threw away the chess piece and stopped playing.
"I hate playing chess the most! Grandpa has never forced me to play so many times."
Wang Tuo cursed for a moment, took a deep breath, bent down to pick up the chess piece, gritted his teeth and continued playing.
Day 20.
The whole square room was inexplicably quiet. All the monks who had abandoned the game, including the disciples of the sect, looked at the square room where Xiang Shu was located, as if they had seen a ghost.
Xiang Shu's face turned a little pale, but his pupils were extremely bright, which was a sign of rapid mental exhaustion.
When she fell off a cliff and was trapped in a secret room, she forcibly memorized hundreds of forbidden patterns to break out.
Nowadays, her memory has greatly improved, but recalling all the details of those complicated forbidden lines is still a difficult task.
In the second half of the game, the chess game has become so complicated that it is impossible to start. The only way is to recall the forbidden patterns first and then work backwards.
Her speed has also slowed down a lot, but in order to burn the complete forbidden method, she has to grit her teeth and fight hard.
About half an hour later, Xiang Shu rubbed the center of his brows, inserted his spiritual sense into a new jade slip, and began to burn it.
When the bystanders saw her moving, they immediately held their breath and looked closely.
After recalling the forbidden lines, it became extremely simple to reverse the formula. In just a moment, Xiang Shu finished recording the last word, reached out to pick up the chess pieces, and placed them without thinking.
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
The chess pieces fell onto the board with a crisp and coherent sound. In just half a quarter of an hour, a chess game as complex as a book from heaven came to an end, with a bright white light.
The numbers on the chessboard suddenly changed and turned into two large golden characters.
"Eighty!"
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