Chapter 412 Endless chess game

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The remnant soul of the Confucian saint shook his head when he heard this. For some reason, he did not answer this question.

He answered all the previous questions truthfully, except for this question, he seemed to deliberately avoid...

In the silence, Luo Yin was still playing chess with the remnant soul of the Confucian saint.

The people in the academy couldn't understand it, so they didn't bother to look at it. They sat cross-legged on the ground and began to study the map of Lao Si and Lao Wu. Although they came to this place unexpectedly, they still remembered their purpose.

...Looking for fragments of heaven.

Except for a few of them, no one else seems to be able to enter this remote corner of the world.

Since there are no fragments of Heavenly Dao here, it proves that they are still looking in the wrong direction...

After an unknown amount of time, Luo Yin looked at the chessboard in front of him and suddenly looked up at the remnant soul of the Confucian saint opposite.

"What is the harbinger of the Nine Heavens Tribulation?"

As soon as the words were spoken, the remnant soul of the Confucian saint paused slightly, and the hand holding the chess piece froze in mid-air. After a long time, it finally dropped...

The remnant soul of the Confucian saint sighed and said in a deep voice: "I also forgot what it was, I only remember that I called it..."

"...the sky changes."

...

In the phoenix nest, Su Mo sat alone under the moon.

He is waiting for the three-year period. Once the three-year period is up, he will know whether Ning Baixue is as he guessed...

In addition, there is always a lingering haze in his heart.

There were a few things he still couldn't figure out and couldn't understand.

He already knew that the Divine Realm was the battlefield for the Nine Heavens Disaster, but there were still several problems that could not be explained.

First: He saw from Yuan Yuan's memories that calamities had happened many times, seemingly once every ten thousand years... Why was the calamity so tireless?

Second: In Yuan Yuan's memory, there was another disaster after the 'Confucian Sage Cutting the Sky'. Why is no one aware of that disaster?

Third: Back to the original question, why has everyone forgotten the details of the Nine Heavens disaster ten thousand years ago... Everyone who experienced that disaster has lost their memory.

Fourth: Since Calamity is an enemy from outside the world, why do the Confucian saints who left stone tablets in the Divine Realm want to kill everyone in the Divine Realm...

Confucian sages have left a few words on the stone tablets.

One day when the sky changed, I killed tens of thousands of people here...

"The changes in the sky...doesn't it refer to the Nine Heavens Disaster?" Su Mo frowned and muttered to himself.

Looking back at Feng Nu who was still recovering in the tree cave palace, Su Mo shook his head, raised the wine bottle, raised his head and continued to drink.

He had a hunch that maybe...maybe he would soon know what the 'Heaven Change' was.

...

Luo Yin looked at the Confucian Saint's Remnant Soul across from him quietly. The Confucian Saint's Remnant Soul did not answer the two most important questions.

A nine-day catastrophe, a harbinger.

In the silence, the Confucian Sage turned to look at the other people and smiled slowly: "I know why you are here..."

"But you're looking in the wrong place."

The Fourth and the Fifth were stunned for a moment, and then they clapped their chests and retorted: "It's absolutely impossible, let's figure there must be fragments of Heaven's Dao here!"

Confucian Sage Cannian looked at the people in the academy with a strange expression, sighed and asked slowly: "I mean, is it possible that there are indeed fragments of the way of heaven here."

"But as the name suggests, the fragments of heaven are not on the ground..."

"Is it possible that we need to go up?"

The group of people in the circle froze on the spot after hearing this, with unusually wonderful expressions...

They couldn't find the Heavenly Dao fragments before, but after listening to Luo Yin's words, they looked downwards.

Now, after walking for a long time before reaching the end, someone told them that they were going the wrong way?

The group couldn't help but look at the many rocks above their heads, and their feet felt weak...

"Let's go, let's go!" Gu Yu was the first to react.

"It turns out we went in the wrong direction..." Old Four and Old Five waved their hands.

"Luo Yin pointed in the wrong direction..." Lao Liu blamed him.

Luo Yin rolled his eyes angrily.

The group of people were about to leave as they spoke, and Confucian Sheng Cannian was stunned for a moment. This was the first time he saw such a young and rude person from a younger generation.

Luo Yin put down the chess pieces in his hands and prepared to leave with the academy and his party.

Knowing that there would be 'premonitory signs' before the Nine Heavens Tribulation came, Luo Yin wanted to leave early to find Su Mo and tell him the news.

"Wait!" The Confucian Saint's remnant soul shouted with a troubled expression.

The group of people turned to look at the remnant soul of the Confucian saint...

The remnant soul of the Confucian saint sighed and looked at Luo Yin, who was as calm as water.

"I know what you want to do...but I advise you to stay here for a while."

Luo Yin looked at the remnant soul of the Confucian saint in confusion, pondered for a moment, then bowed to the remnant soul of the Confucian saint, then turned and left.

"Since you have made up your mind, I will give you a song..."

Before anyone could react, the Confucian Sage waved his hand, and beautiful and peaceful music sounded in the void.

In the end, ten thousand melodies turned into flowing light and merged into Luo Yin's ears.

Luo Yin instantly fell into intoxication, and everyone in the academy looked at each other...

"Just wait..." Confucian Saint Remnant smiled and waved his hand.

The group of people in the academy looked at each other and sat down helplessly to wait.

I thought it would be soon, but I didn't expect this...

...three months.

Three months later.

There were six people lying on the ground in various shapes.

Everyone looked at Luo Yin, who was still standing there with his eyes closed, with despair on their faces...

Among the six people in the academy, only the eldest one looked satisfied. He had been sleeping for three months, which made him very happy.

Finally, Luo Yin slowly opened his eyes.

"Thank you, senior." Luo Yin bowed to the remnant soul of the Confucian saint very sincerely.

The academy group immediately stood up and walked to Luo Yin's side.

The remnant soul of the Confucian saint smiled indifferently. For some reason, he liked the girl in front of him very much.

"Would you like to finish this game with me?" Confucian Sage pointed to the chessboard in front of him.

Luo Yin thought for a while and shook his head.

The group of people all said goodbye to the remnant soul of the Confucian saint, turned around and left...

The few people had just walked a few steps when they suddenly heard the Confucian Sage say again:

"If you just want to send a message to the person in your heart, it's best to leave after you finish speaking."

Luo Yin paused and did not look back.

The voice of the remnant soul of the Confucian saint once again reached her ears.

"Yuntian, Jiangyue and Haichen, together in white clothes, spend their whole lives together..."

"Thank you for your advice, senior." Luo Yin just said softly and continued to leave with the people in the academy.

His steps were weak, as if there were some differences from when he came...

...

After everyone left, the remnant soul of the Confucian saint looked at the deserted ends of the earth and the deserted land again, and sighed.

"Actually, I can't hold on any longer..."

The remnant soul of the Confucian saint suddenly swayed and seemed to be a little unsteady...

At some point, another light breeze blew under the peach tree, and a few peach blossoms fell and scattered on the ground.

"I have forgotten why I like peach blossoms so much..."

The remnant soul of the Confucian saint looked at the unfinished chess game on the chessboard, shook his head slowly, picked up a chess piece and put it on the chessboard.

"I just want to play a game of chess, but I can never finish it..."

"Obviously... I'm going to win."

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