"As expected of my brother, you can tell at a glance."
Luo Yesen nodded, confirming what Li Mo said.
Tan Zhuyin and a group of demon-summoning believers were looking intently at the ground below, as if they wanted to know whether there would be any changes here after the Dream God sensed the power of all living beings.
Unfortunately, it didn't.
Well, they can’t really see much on their own.
The Demon Summoning Sect is not a sect that has studied the forces of Yin and Yang, the Five Elements, and Feng Shui.
The information they knew was also researched by the people in Yin Yang Hall.
However, there is a very popular young junior in Yin Yang Hall who has the idea of replacing Tan Zhuyin as the Holy Son.
Naturally, Tan Zhuyin and others could not wait for the other party to come and explore together.
He could only look at Li Mo again.
Li Mo laughed dumbly: "You have discovered this place a long time ago, haven't you figured out the mystery of it?"
"That's why I want to ask the Immortal for advice."
Tan Zhuyin stopped Luo Yesian who wanted to speak with his eyes.
Li Mo pretended to stare at the chess board and think.
In fact, I was listening to the voice of Bingtuozi coming from Taiyin Divine Will:
"This place has been arranged by someone with great skill, using the energy of the mountains as chess pieces, condensing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for thousands of years in this Feng Shui treasure land."
"If we don't break this situation and rashly go deeper, we will be devoured by the spiritual evil of heaven and earth."
“But at the same time, the spirit of evil will also breed natural treasures, or even extremely evil things.”
While listening, Immortal Li Heitu recounted the story.
The hint of smile in his eyes became more and more intense.
From Bingtuozi's tone, one can tell that this game is not going to be easy.
No wonder when these members of the Demon Sect looked at the Lankao Mountains, their eyes were filled not only with longing for opportunities, but also with deep fear.
The Demon Summoning Cult had apparently explored this place more than once.
But it is also obvious that every time I tried, I came back empty-handed, and I'm afraid I encountered a lot of obstacles.
"Brother Kurotsuchi, I'm telling you the truth."
After receiving a look from Tan Zhuyin, Luo Yesian also spoke:
"A long time ago, the sect tried to send people into the Lanke Mountains, but no matter which direction they went, they would eventually arrive in front of a huge chessboard."
"If you force your way in without playing chess, you will be attacked by the evil spirit."
"If it's a game of chess... the outcome won't be much better."
Luo also told the story first.
It turned out that according to the records of the sect, there was once a powerful man in the Yin-Yang Hall who had mastered the art of Yin-Yang and the Five Elements, and his chess skills were the best in the world. He once played chess with Prime Minister Dayu for three days and three nights, and finally defeated the prime minister by two pieces, taking away the title of "Chess Saint".
The senior who bears the title of chess saint came to Lankao Mountain to challenge with full confidence.
This time, he was gone for seven years.
When the chess master came back, his energy was exhausted and he was almost half crazy, and he kept shouting the word "break".
And I could vaguely get it from his mouth.
He was not the first chess master to come to Lankao Mountain.
The higher the chess skills, the deeper they fall. There is even a person named Zhang Xuan who has been dead for who knows how many years. He played chess until his death and became a "chess slave".
"Bingtuozi, are you sure about this chess game?"
Li Mo is still waiting to go home for the New Year. He doesn't want to be trapped here for even ten days or half a month, let alone ten years.
“This situation is really unpredictable.”
"Is it difficult?"
Bingtuozi paused for a moment before continuing in a clear voice:
"Well, maybe not by much."
“….”
It seems that Bingtuozi is not thinking about whether he can win.
Are you wondering how much you can win?
This damn sense of security!
Fortunately, Bingtuozi is reliable.
Otherwise, he had just said "I'll make a slight move", and now when he got there he said "Sorry to bother you, there's nothing I can do". Wouldn't his image as a disciple of the Heavenly Lord and the Black Earth Immortal be shattered?
"Haha, haven't you heard that there is always a way out? Especially when it's just a game of chess."
Immortal Li Heitu stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the mountains scattered across the sky below, his tone revealing a strong sense of confidence.
After hearing what happened just now, he was not afraid at all. Instead, he seemed to have finally become a little interested.
"Can you break this situation?!"
A strong gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the Demon Summoner.
"Try to win as many points as possible."
"!!!"
The people in the Demon Cult looked at each other in bewilderment.
The chess game that had left the Demon Summoning Cult helpless for thousands of years, and the other side didn't even think about losing?
"But... Master needs some power from all living beings recently..."
The immortal's voice suddenly changed.
Luo Yesian immediately understood that this was a personnel matter, so he looked at Tan Zhuyin and asked about it.
Tan Zhuyin thought quickly in his mind and nodded:
"If you can really break this situation, my Divine Religion will owe you a huge favor, and we should naturally return the favor."
If the power of all living beings is gone, you can collect it again.
Even a fool knows how to choose between the important and the unimportant.
"You're welcome."
Tan Zhuyin got off the sedan chair and came to invite him personally.
"Oh, you've become sensible now."
Li Mo had a look of relief, an expression that showed that the elders were optimistic about him.
You know what, you really don’t say it, it’s really great to be an elder.
Tan Zhuyin: “….”
He felt like he was being taken advantage of, but he had no proof.
And what does it mean that Luo Yesen has been looking at him with envy?
So, the group entered the Lankao Mountains.
Suddenly, white fog rose up and one could not see one's hand in front of one's face. It seemed that the fog could not even penetrate the soul and one had no idea where he was.
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