Divine Eye Transcends Tribulation

Chapter 171: Chess Game ()

  But...but when the chess fairy's right hand holding the piece fell, the position occupied by the white piece was actually the high point 54!

Although they are adjacent, the results are very different!

The move was like it landed on Murong Xun's chest. Murong Xun took several steps back and was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood. His cultivation in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage showed signs of decline!

  Using the chess game as a lure to hurt his mind and soul and destroy his Taoism, what a clever method!

"Your chess skills are okay, but your character needs to be honed. There are nine levels of chess. In my opinion, you are at most at the seventh level." This was not enough to hurt Murong Bing. The chess immortal looked calm and even ridiculed Murong Bing with words.

Murong Bing's body, which had not yet stabilized, retreated again after hearing these words. He coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, and his body went limp. His face was ashen, and he fell straight back!

Just this game of Go almost cost the life of a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul!

Just as Murong Xun was about to fall to the ground, a hand appeared and held him up. Spiritual power flowed slowly into Murong Xun's body like a stream.

Murong Xun felt that the depression in his chest suddenly cleared up, and the spiritual power that was running wild in his body also calmed down. After he woke up, he saw clearly that the person who attacked him from behind was Xiang Qi. With a complicated expression, he nodded slightly as a token of gratitude.

After tapping on Murong Xun several times and seeing that his chaotic aura was gradually stabilizing, Xiang Qi then looked towards the direction of the chessboard.

Seeing this scene, the Chess Immortal's eyes narrowed, and he thought to himself, "What a pity! I wanted to destroy that person's cultivation, but I never thought that there would be such a person among these human cultivators. However, he is only in the late Jindan stage..."

Although he was a little surprised, when he saw that Xiang Qi was only in the late Jindan stage, the calm look on the chess fairy's face reappeared.

At one side, Shan Yufeng's piano game was still going on, but now everyone's attention was focused on the chess game.

Murong Bing's defeat made everyone realize instantly that this chess game was far from as simple as they had imagined, and the danger involved was enough to cost them their lives!

  Even Murong Jin was defeated. Who among them dares to join the chess game now?

“Is it possible that no one of you dares to play chess with me? Don’t forget, if you cannot pass these two games of chess and music, all of you will die here.” The words of life and death came out of the mouth of the chess fairy, and his expression was relaxed and contemptuous.

"Senior brother, although Xiao Qiao's chess skills are not very good, but given the current situation, we have no choice but to give it a try!" Ning Xiaoqiao hesitated for a moment and said to Xiang Qi.

Cai Er hurriedly spoke up to stop her: "Miss, you must not do that! If you really want to go up, Cai Er will go first!"

"You and I have never beaten me in the chess games we played before, so I have to win this game." Ning Xiaoqiao smiled and blinked.

"No! The leader won't agree!"

"Okay, okay, stop arguing. Let me do it." Xiang Qi said, and in the surprised eyes of everyone, he sat down in front of the chessboard.

“Brother, you…” Ning Xiaoqiao wanted to persuade him, but the chess fairy said, “Chess is like life. Once you’ve made your move, there’s no way you can take it back!”

Xiang Qi smiled at Ning Xiaoqiao: "Why, Junior Sister, you still don't believe me?"

Hearing this, Ning Xiaoqiao didn't say anything, but her hands were rubbing nervously on her clothes. "There are nine qualities in Go: one is to be absorbed, two is to be in the moment, three is to be specific, four is to be insightful, five is to use wisdom, six is ​​to be clever, seven is to fight with strength..."

Before the Chess Immortal finished speaking, Xiang Qi interrupted him: "Eighth is to act foolishly, and ninth is to be simple-minded. I wonder which rank the Chess Immortal is in?"

The chess fairy smiled, but the contempt in his eyes did not diminish at all. He took back the black piece and said, "There are countless levels beyond the ninth level. What level have you reached?"

Xiang Qi did not answer. Since the opponent chose the black pieces, he was happy to start with the white pieces.

Seeing that the chess master did not take him seriously, Xiang Qi was actually happy about it.

The two men were playing chess. When Xiang Qi sat down at the chessboard with the white piece in hand, the surrounding scene immediately changed and he was directly sucked into the interior of the chessboard.

Bloody sky, broken flags, and scorched earth everywhere.

  Xiang Qi and Qixian stood on the top of two mountains, facing each other. Behind them, there were large armies standing quietly. The murderous aura emanated from the black and white armor and soared into the sky!

As Xiang Qi landed, a group of soldiers rushed out from the army behind him and charged forward!

The chess master was neither hurried nor hurried, and slowly placed a piece down. Then a soldier in black armor came towards him and stopped the team of soldiers in white armor.

The shouts of killing shook the sky, weapons clashed, and the blood kept splashing, leaving a strong mark on the scene inside the chessboard.

  The chess pieces are placed, the troops are deployed, the strategies are made, and the victory is won thousands of miles away. In this scene inside the chessboard, this battle is not a competition of the level of cultivation. Although it is the way of chess, it is also one of the three thousand great ways. In addition to the soul, the comprehension of the way is particularly crucial!

It is precisely because of this that Xiang Qi is more certain that this so-called chess master, like Cao Mou, is not as strong as he appears to be!

Speaking of spirit and soul, this chess fairy's body is originally composed of spirit and soul, and it was separated from the Jinglan demon fairy, so the realm of spirit and soul is naturally not weak!

If we talk about the understanding of the Great Dao, this chess fairy was separated from the Jinglan demon fairy, so his understanding of the Dao is incomparable to that of ordinary people!

If this chess immortal really has reached the Nirvana realm, or even the Mahayana realm, why would he use this chess game as an opportunity to keep them here!

According to common sense, if they really have such strength, they can just kill them directly without going to so much trouble!

These so-called masters of chess and music are really good at fooling people!

  Xiang Qi had previously used his divine eyes to investigate and discovered something was wrong with the two. Now that he had personally entered the chess game and was playing against them, he could be even more certain!

Therefore, in this chess scene, amidst the killing between the two armies, Xiang Qi was not panicked at all. Even though his side had lost the upper hand, he remained calm and displayed the demeanor of a master in every move he made!

On the other hand, the chess fairy seemed to be calm and composed, but seeing this little Jindan cultivator so calm, ripples began to appear in his peaceful heart.

"It's obvious that he's losing, why isn't this guy panicking at all? Could it be... could it be that he's seen something?"

"No! Impossible! How can a mere Jindan cultivator have such foresight and be so calm? He must be faking it!"

Thinking of this, the chess master suddenly increased the speed of his moves. Almost as soon as the white piece was placed, the black piece fell on the board. It was obvious that he wanted to end the game as soon as possible.

"It's a sign of defeat, a sign of defeat!" An old man among the spectators beat his chest and stamped his feet. In his opinion, the game was not even half over, but Xiangqi had already lost.

Ning Xiaoqiao looked nervous as she looked at the black and white characters on the board and made calculations in her mind. With her chess skills, after several calculations, she knew that Xiang Qi would lose.

Ning Xiaoqiao panicked. She was afraid that Xiang Qi would vomit blood and retreat like Murong Xun. For her, who had awakened the prophecy spiritual root, the danger in the chessboard could not be seen by outsiders, but she could see it clearly.