Chapter 473: Return to the Ordinary World after a Hundred Years
The great hermits hide in the city, the small hermits hide in the wild.
Lu Fan restrained his cultivation, transformed into an ordinary person, turned the wheels of his wheelchair with his hands, and entered Nanjiang City.
He walked slowly through the city and slowly through the streets.
Compared to the quiet island in the middle of the lake, Nanjiang City, as the largest city in Nanjun, has an unparalleled atmosphere of fireworks.
In these years under the jurisdiction of the Great Xuan Divine Dynasty, mortals and cultivators have been almost completely separated. Although mortals know that there are cultivators in this world, they rarely come into contact with them.
Therefore, the life of ordinary people is simple and plain.
Lu Fan originally planned to start from Nanjiang City and travel all over Wuhuang Land.
However, this time when he entered Nanjiang City, he felt something in his heart and settled down in Nanjiang City. He spent mortal gold and silver to buy a shop.
This is a shop that has been covered in dust for a long time. The previous owner of the shop was an old man who was a professional carver and carpenter. There are many small carved objects piled up in the house.
After Lu Fan bought the shop from the merchant, he tidied it up a bit, but he didn't throw away the wood carvings.
Live in Nanjiang City as a mortal and experience the mundane world.
Lu Fan had an extremely high starting point since he appeared in Wuhuang, and he had not yet experienced anything in the human world.
Now, I can calm down.
In Yuanci Heaven, the killing array is still in operation.
The Absolute Heaven Formation was a heavenly-level killing formation. Moreover, Lu Fan used the Thousand Blade Chair under him as the center of the formation, making the killing power of the formation even more terrifying.
Therefore, the killing formation is activated, and the army from the upper realm that is coming this time will be annihilated.
Lu Fan did not go to investigate.
Even the killing array did not dissipate.
The gate of heaven disappeared.
However, in the area of Yuanci Tian, the killing array was still rolling, as if a forbidden area had been formed.
Occasionally, a Yuancitian monk would glance over and see a sea of blood floating in the killing array, with corpses rolling in the blood.
The monks were frightened and fled in panic.
Is there anyone alive in the killing array? No one knows, because no one dares to go in and investigate.
Maybe, but, more likely, no.
The conquest army from the upper realm was trapped in a killing array. This news alarmed the lower three realms.
Soon, the news spread back to the upper realm.
The Yun Clan and the Dao Clan were horrified.
He sent strong men to the lower world and came to the outside of the killing array.
The terrifying killing formation was still emitting a terrifying aura, with murderous intent crisscrossing inside.
"This is an extremely vicious formation. It will take at least ten years for its power to dissipate."
The strong ones from the upper realm were dignified.
They guessed that there might be living people in the formation, but they did not dare to jump to conclusion.
Soon, the explorers sent by the upper realm returned and passed the news back to the two tribes.
The strong men from the Dao Clan and the Yun Clan were furious.
The strong men of the Yun Clan asked the Holy Ancestor to go out and break the killing formation.
Boom! The color of the Yuanci sky changed, and a terrifying aura filled the sky.
A shadow that blocked out the sky and the sun emerged. It was the Holy Ancestor of the Yun Clan. He appeared again.
With great means, it seems to reverse the situation.
The Saint Ancestor's eyes flickered and he saw a lot. He saw the peerless killing formation in action and the ferocious beast above the Heavenly Gate reviving.
One by one, the monks from the upper realm died tragically, blood flowed everywhere, and the scene was cruel.
The Holy Ancestor remained unmoved.
His eyes flashed with brilliance, as if he could see through the killing array and wanted to see through the gate of heaven.
Boom! The Saint Ancestor's Qi was released.
The Heavenly Gate, which could only be activated by those who ascended, actually emerged in the killing array.
Crunch...
The gate of heaven seemed to be pushed open by a huge force, revealing the world behind the door.
The Holy Ancestor looked straight ahead with his brilliant eyes, as if he wanted to see through the heavenly gate to the place of ascension.
The Holy Ancestor saw a dark mountain and a figure with his back to him.
Suddenly, the Holy Ancestor felt a chill down his spine.
As the holy ancestor of the Yun clan, he lived for a long time.
He even saw the great emperor's back with his own eyes.
He still remembered those years when he was just a small follower in the Cloud Clan, looking up at the back of the Great Emperor...
The Holy Ancestor of the Yun Clan withdrew his gaze.
Don't dare to act rashly against this killing formation, this killing formation is very likely related to the emperor.
The Holy Ancestor retreated and returned to the upper realm.
Yuan Citian, who was shrouded in depression, also completely relaxed.
The monks from the upper realm were in an uproar. Even the Saint Ancestor was unwilling to break the formation? This killing formation must have a terrifying power that even the Saint Ancestor was afraid of...
Therefore, the killing formation in Yuanci Tian remained, waiting for it to dissipate automatically.
…
Wuhuang Continent.
Lu Fan was originally worried that the saints from the upper realm would break the formation by force, but he did not expect that the saint ancestor would be frightened away.
He smiled and no longer paid attention to what was happening in Yuanci Tian.
Nanjiang City is located in Nanjun, south of the Yangtze River, where there is much mist and rain.
After Lu Fan took over the shop, he did not open it immediately. He lived a leisurely life, and every day he would be outside the shop, making tea and watching the changes in the long street.
At the beginning, Lu Fan's temperament was very ethereal. Although he restrained his aura and looked like an ordinary person, the aura from being in a high position for many years could not be eliminated.
Neighbors in the alley didn't dare to approach Lu Fan, as they just thought that he was a young man from a wealthy family.
Lu Fan spent several months like this, and then he found a businessman to buy chessboards, set up a few tables, put up chessboards, and tidied up the shop. Then he opened an ordinary chess hall.
The life of ordinary people is like a bowl of clear mountain spring water; plain and dull, yet flowing with a sweetness that penetrates the heart.
There are very few people in Lu Fan's chess hall. It can be said that basically no one comes.
However, he was not in a hurry. He gradually restrained the energy in his body and completely transformed into a mortal.
Originally, the neighbors felt that Lu Fan had a somewhat superior aura, like the son of some general in Kyoto, or like a noble prince.
But later, as time passed, the neighbors discovered that although Mr. Lu was a little cold, he was no different from them.
Occasionally, neighbors would come to visit, chat, and eat melon seeds.
Lu Fan did not refuse and got along with these neighbors with a smile.
As time passed, Lu Fan seemed to have forgotten his identity as a Qi cultivator and gradually integrated into the life of an ordinary person.
The business of the chess hall is not very good. Most of the time, a few bad chess players from the neighborhood play against each other. From time to time, they argue over a move and almost come to blows.
Lu Fan was leisurely basking in the warm sun at the door and drinking hot tea.
Occasionally, shop owners in the alley would come to chat with Lu Fan, and seeing that his chess hall was deserted, they would teach him a few business tips.
After hearing this, Lu Fan smiled and said nothing.
After getting along with the neighbors for a long time, the children in the alley would often surround Lu Fan.
Unconsciously, the ethereal aura on Lu Fan's body disappeared without a trace, and he completely turned into an ordinary person, making the children dare not approach him.
Children are curious by nature and pester Lu Fan to teach them how to play chess.
Lu Fan did not refuse and enjoyed teaching the children how to play chess.
Time flies.
The children in the alleys have grown up and are busy making a living, and rarely come to Lu Fan to play chess.
Occasionally someone comes, but they are also exhausted from being overwhelmed by life.
He just came to chat with Lu Fan, but he didn't play chess anymore. Playing chess... that was something only gentlemen could afford to play.
"I really envy Uncle Lu. He hasn't changed in more than ten years. I'm afraid that by the time I get old, Uncle Lu won't be old at all."
A grown-up child looked at Lu Fan and laughed.
Although the words were unintentional, they made Lu Fan slightly stunned and thoughtful.
After this time, Lu Fan began to control himself and would grow older with the passing of time, just like an ordinary mortal.
In the alleys, some children have grown up, married and had children, and some old people have reached the end of their lives and died.
Lu Fan sat in front of the chess hall, looking at all this, birth, old age, sickness and death, just like a cycle.
But, no matter what.
Lu Fan's chess hall is still open as usual.
Rain or shine.
As the chess hall was open for longer and longer periods of time, it attracted a lot of customers.
After all, Nanjiang City is the largest city in Nanjun, and many Confucian scholars are well versed in chess. Moreover, because the legendary Lord of Baiyujing loves chess, the chess culture in the Daxuan Divine Dynasty is quite strong, and many national chess masters have been born.
Occasionally, Lu Fan's chess hall would be full.
Lu Fan usually drinks tea and has developed a hobby, which is watching the customers in the chess hall play chess and listening to their chat.
Of course, Lu Fan would also play chess with customers from time to time.
However, up to now, Lu Fan has never lost a game of chess.
After this news came out.
The reputation of Lufan Chess Hall is becoming more and more famous.
The years of mortals are like rushing water, gone forever and never to return.
It's late at night.
In the chess hall, the dim candlelight flickered.
Lu Fan sat upright in a wooden wheelchair. He already looked old now, with a beard hanging down from his chin and wrinkles on his face.
Opposite him, a young chess player was racking his brains to figure out where to place the next move.
A bunch of chess lovers gathered around, and everyone held their breath, watching the game in silence.
"Ah... I admire Boss Lu's chess skills."
Finally, the young chess player smiled bitterly, put the chess piece back into the chess box, and said.
Lu Fan stroked his beard.
"A narrow victory."
"It's time to call it a day... It's late, everyone should go home quickly."
Lu Fan said.
The chess spectators around said goodbye to Lu Fan, talked about the chess game, and left one after another.
Lu Fan held a candle in his hand and looked at the young chess player with surprise.
"What? You're not leaving?"
"It's getting late. If you want to play chess, come back tomorrow."
Lu Fan said.
However, what surprised Lu Fan was that the young chess player actually knelt in front of Lu Fan.
"Boss Lu, please accept me as your apprentice! I am willing to learn chess from you!"
The young chess player gritted his teeth and said.
Lu Fan laughed in silence and stroked his beard: "My chess skills are not worthy of being acclaimed by the upper class. They are just the chess skills of a country bumpkin. What's the point of learning? If you want to learn, you should look for those national masters with superb chess skills."
The young chess player shook his head, his eyes sparkling with brilliance: "Boss Lu's chess skills are unfathomable. No matter how I make a move, the intervals between Boss Lu's moves are always accurate... In fact, in the eight games I have played against Boss Lu so far, Boss Lu has won every game by the last move."
"The gap between my chess skills and Mr. Lu's is too big."
Lu Fan was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that this person could see all this.
"It's just a coincidence."
Lu Fan waved his hand, and then, without questioning, let the young chess player leave.
The young chess player looked at the closed door, gritted his teeth, and felt unwilling.
He returned to the inn, reviewed today's chess game, and took out seven chess records that recorded the game.
"I won't make a mistake... This Boss Lu must be one of the top players in the country!"
The next day, the young chess player left Nanjiang City and headed north to the imperial capital.
Although the chess atmosphere in Nanjiang City is good, it is still slightly inferior to that in Dijing.
Most of the national players of the Great Xuan Divine Dynasty gathered in the imperial capital.
The young chess players carefully carried these chess records on their backs, hoping to use them as a stepping stone to become the disciples of national masters.
Since Boss Lu won't teach him, he can only find another way.
Time flies.
It is said that this young chess player made a name for himself after entering the imperial capital. He played eight games against Lu Fan, and after being rejected several times, he became a disciple of a national master and learned the art of chess.
The national player naturally has extraordinary vision and sees the extraordinary aspects of this chess game.
In a blink of an eye, half a year passed.
Nanjiang City suddenly became much more lively than before.
The Lan Cang chess master, one of the eight great chess masters of the Great Xuan Dynasty, actually came to Nanjiang City, and countless chess players came to see him.
It even alarmed the mayor of Nanjiang City.
The Lancang national player first went to the Tang Mansion and paid a visit to the legendary figure, Grandpa Tang. Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he came to an alley and came to a shabby chess hall.
"Here?"
Lan Cang Guo Shou put his hands behind his back and asked the figure beside him.
The figure beside him was the young chess player from before, who had become much more calm now.
With a complicated expression, he bowed and said, "Teacher, this is exactly where the chess player who played the eight games lived in seclusion."
"Although your chess skills were weak at first, you are already among the best among the younger generation. If he can beat you by one move in every game, if it is not a coincidence, this person must be a national-level chess player."
"As for the remaining seven masters, I am somewhat curious."
The Lancang national player laughed.
With shining eyes, he entered the chess hall.
There was an uproar in the chess hall, and many chess players stood up. The Lancang national player...
Everyone knows that.
Lu Fan stroked his beard. The owner of the pork shop on the next street, who was playing chess with him, stood up suddenly, his face flushed and excited.
"It's the Lancang national player!"
The young chess player came in front of Lu Fan and bowed solemnly.
"Boss Lu, I'm back again."
The chess player said.
Lu Fan looked at the chess player calmly, "What's the matter? Are you back to mess things up?"
"Don't be angry, sir. I will finish this game for you, brother."
The Lancang national team player came out.
His smile made people feel like spring breeze. He asked the owner of the pork shop about it, and the owner had no objection.
Lu Fan raised his eyebrows, "Please."
The eyes of Lan Cang national player suddenly became sharp, and he felt the oppressive aura from Lu Fan.
The young chess player pulled out a chair for the national player from Lan Cang.
The latter's eyes had already fallen on the chessboard. He then rolled up his sleeves and picked up the chess piece.
Bang! The chess piece fell on the board with a sound like an explosion.
The people around were attracted and gathered together.
Lu Fan laughed, picked up the piece slowly and put it down.
The two of them moved their pieces back and forth very quickly.
However, what shocked the spectators was...
The Lancang national player was very fast, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
The young chess player's lips trembled slightly.
He looked at Lu Fan in disbelief. Who was this Boss Lu? Even the national players couldn't beat him? "I lost."
The Lancang national player's eyes sparkled: "Boss Lu, how about another round with me?"
He took over the chess game from the pork shop owner, and that shitty start contained some of the reasons why he lost the game.
Lu Fan raised his head and glanced at the sky.
"Okay, let's play another round."
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Lu Fan said.
Soon, the board was clear.
The national player from Lan Cang played against Lu Fan again. After hearing the news, more and more chess players rushed to the game.
No one had ever thought that there was such a powerful chess player in a small alley in Nanjiang City.
What kind of person is this who can fight against a national player and even beat him! When the sky darkened slightly.
The atmosphere in the chess hall was inexplicably weird.
Lu Fan stood up, stroked his beard and smiled.
"No need to play anymore. Your chess skills are pretty good and there is still a lot of room for improvement. Just keep working hard."
After saying this, he drove everyone out.
Everyone knows that Mr. Lu, the boss of the chess hall, has a bad temper. If you don't leave now, Mr. Lu will start to curse you.
So, everyone left.
The young chess player helped the dazed Lan Cang national player out of the chess hall.
The national player from Lan Cang fell into a state of madness.
Vaguely, I seemed to understand something.
At this point, the Lancang national team settled down in Nanjiang City.
The chess game between the national player from Lan Cang and Boss Lu soon spread.
Nanjiang City, Tang Mansion.
Tang Xiansheng lay in the rocking chair, looking at the chess record handed to him by his servant.
He was still quite curious about the chess record that was now making the rounds.
Hmm? He glanced at the chess record.
Tang Xiansheng looked so old and frail that he could no longer pretend.
He sat up straight in his chair abruptly.
"This chess game..."
Tang Xiansheng narrowed his eyes, with a look of doubt in his eyes.
"The boss of the chess hall is a young man, as elegant as a jade, and as unrestrained as a banished immortal?"
Tang Xiansheng asked.
The attendant looked confused.
"Old Master, the owner of the chess hall is quite old... He is not a handsome man."
Tang Xiansheng narrowed his eyes, wondering if he had guessed wrong.
The following days.
Nanjiang City is becoming more and more lively.
The news that the national player from Lan Cang lost the game spread out of Nanjiang City like wings.
The other national players in the Imperial Capital were quite surprised when they heard this.
…
Qiannu Palace.
A chess manual flew into the palace.
It has long been no secret that the Queen of Qiannv Palace, Empress Ni Chunqiu, loves playing chess.
Because, the chess records of the Lan Cang national player's losses will naturally appear in front of her.
Ni Chunqiu seemed a bit lazy, but over the years, her chess skills had reached the level of a national player.
However, after reading the chess record, her red lips slightly opened, and her eyes instantly filled with brilliance!
Faintly, there is a familiar aura wafting over this chess record!
The breath that suffocated her.
"Is that Brother Lu?"
Ni Chunqiu pursed her red lips, holding the chess manual, her eyes blank.
…
The years fly by, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen years have passed.
Lu Fan was getting older and older. He did not use the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to cleanse his body. Like an ordinary mortal, his body began to wither under the force of time.
When people get older, they think more.
Lu Fan would occasionally be in a daze, drinking tea, sitting on the Thousand Blade Chair that had transformed into an ordinary wooden wheelchair, watching the clouds roll by.
The Lan Cang national player is here again. The aging Lan Cang national player chooses to live in Nanjiang City and often goes to Lufan’s chess hall.
People around me have already gotten used to it.
The news of Lu Fan's game against Lan Cang's national player gradually stopped spreading, and the noise in the world gradually died down.
"Boss Lu's chess skills are unfathomable. I admire him."
There was a flash of respect in the eyes of the Lan Cang national player. After putting the chess piece into the box, he turned and left.
Lu Fan glanced at the departing figure of the Lancang national player and smiled.
Holding the purple clay teapot, take a sip of tea.
After the Lan Cang national player left, he soon entered a small courtyard.
The yard is full of peach trees. Although it is winter now, the peach blossoms are in full bloom.
The curtain fell and the gauze rolled up.
There is a faint figure behind the curtain.
The melodious sound of the piano floats in the air.
"Mr. Lan Cang, how is Boss Lu these days?"
The Lan Cang national player looked at the person behind the curtain with awe.
He didn't dare to have any presumptuous or blasphemous thoughts.
After all, the person behind the curtain... is an extremely terrifying celestial being in the world of cultivation!
Celestial beings are also called immortals.
The celestial beings can open the gate of heaven and ascend to the fairyland.
However, this celestial being never ascended to heaven, which is the pinnacle of human practice.
"Boss Lu is in poor health, but his chess skills have become even more advanced."
Lancang National Hand Road.
He was filled with emotion. Over the years, his chess skills had improved tremendously, enough to surpass the other seven masters and win the championship.
However, the more skilled he became at chess, the more he felt that Boss Lu's chess skills were unfathomable.
"Not feeling well?"
A pleasant voice came from behind the curtain, with a somewhat hurried tone.
The Lancang national player nodded.
Afterwards, after reviewing the game, he left the chess record and left the courtyard.
The curtain was lifted, revealing Ni Chunqiu's face. She looked at the chessboard and pinched a peach blossom.
"Although I don't know what Brother Lu is doing..."
"But you must not disturb him."
Ni Chunqiu pursed her red lips, sat sideways on the chair, stared at the chessboard, peach petals flying, and she actually laughed.
On the other side, Tang Xiansheng was also watching the chess game, feeling a lot of emotion.
"Is this person...really Young Master Lu?"
…
Spring goes and summer comes.
Time flies.
In the Yuan magnetic sky.
The horrifying killing array was still floating up and down, with blood still bubbling inside.
However, five years have passed since the killing formation appeared. During these five years, the upper realm sent monks to observe it.
All changes in the killing array were transmitted to the upper realm.
Over the past five years, the killing array has shown signs of decline.
In another five years, the remaining power of the killing array may disappear completely.
Wuhuang Continent, Nanjiang City.
Lu Fan is getting older.
In the alleys, many familiar old people have died and turned into a pile of yellow earth.
The child in the past has now become a middle-aged man, and would come and chat with Lu Fan from time to time.
Lu Fan's chess hall is still open, but there are fewer familiar faces.
Things are different and people are no longer the same.
This made Lu Fan's eyes gradually brighten up.
He once thought about leaving Nanjiang City and traveling to hundreds of cities in the Great Xuan Divine Dynasty.
However, he thought about it and gave up this idea. After all, how many mortals can travel to hundreds of cities in Wuhuang? Most of them still settle in one place, experience birth, aging, sickness and death, and finally turn into a pile of yellow earth.
Lu Fan seemed to have some understanding and began to set up the chessboard.
His withered hand, holding the chess piece, placed it on the chessboard.
This chess game progresses very slowly, with perhaps only one move being made a day, or sometimes even just one move being made every ten days or half a month.
The national chess player from Lan Cang came to play chess, but when he saw this endgame, he was so shocked that he even coughed up blood.
What kind of chess game is this? Thinking of the mysterious celestial being's attention to Lu Fan, the Lan Cang national player dared not speak.
Lu Fan ignored the Lan Cang national player and set up the chess game as usual.
Nowadays, this endgame has become a feature in the chess hall. Many people study it, but many people have no idea what to do.
Decade after decade, over and over again, so many times.
Lu Fan was getting older and older, and he didn't even have the strength to push his wheelchair.
He has lived a lonely life, and the children in the alley are now gradually showing their old age. They plan to find someone to accompany Lu Fan.
Lu Fan laughed in silence and shook his head to refuse.
There were fewer and fewer people in the chess hall, but Lu Fan's chess game was still not finished.
The national player from Lan Cang is not a simple mortal. He has practiced cultivation, so although he looks a little older, he is still full of energy.
"Mr. Lu..."
The Lancang national player looked at the old and almost dying Lu Fan with a slightly stunned expression.
The chess hall is very quiet.
Lu Fan ignored him and stared at the chess game that had been set up for decades.
He felt a little cold.
It was a kind of soul-desolate coldness, like the darkness after dusk, swallowing him up.
It's like the sundial above your head, it has reached its end.
Lu Fan was skinny and emaciated. He raised his hand tremblingly and picked up a chess piece from the chess box. He was too old and the movement of picking up the chess piece became extremely slow.
"People grow old, get sick and die, and babies are born. This is life..."
"Isn't it the same in the vast river of time?"
“Perhaps even a powerful ancient emperor, facing the vast river of time, is just like an ordinary mortal, and can only look back at the years…”
Lu Fan said slowly.
The old voice floated in the chess hall.
The Lan Cang national player only felt a sense of oppression. Although he was a mortal, he felt an incomparable oppression.
Ding-a-ling.
Lu Fan seemed to hear the sound of wind chimes.
He smiled.
Continue to pick the pieces.
Outside, it was snowing heavily and the white snow was flying everywhere.
In the alley where the chess hall is located.
At some point, a graceful woman in a red dress holding an oil-paper umbrella appeared, with a bell hanging around her waist and fiery red lips.
Tang Xiansheng also came, but he stood outside the alley, leaning against the wall, lost in deep thought.
He looked at the falling snow in the sky.
Tang Xiansheng laughed. Is Young Master Lu...experiencing the life of a mortal?
Faintly, he seemed to have realized something.
Gradually.
He felt the withered figure in the chess hall in the alley, and his breath was gradually weakening.
There is a feeling of running out of energy.
suddenly.
The eyes of Empress Ni Chunqiu and Tang Xiansheng both narrowed.
They only felt the silence of heaven and earth.
Afterwards... I discovered that the old atmosphere in the chess hall had completely disappeared.
It's like a lamp, gradually burning out.
Unable to bloom.
Pop.
That was the sound of a chess piece falling onto the board from a limp hand.
Suddenly.
Ni Chunqiu and Tang Xiansheng felt that the world was spinning. Even Ni Chunqiu, who was at the celestial realm, felt weak and collapsed to the ground.
In an instant, the chess game in the chess hall released countless brilliant lights, and the chess pieces rushed into the sky, turning into a stunning chess game that instantly covered thousands of miles.
Time...seems to be flowing backwards!
A terrifying aura spread out, and it seemed as if the heaven and earth were about to collapse in an instant.
He is back.
A hundred years of returning to the mortal world has finally come to an end.
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