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Chapter 308: The chess game, the human race must-kill list, the ancient dragon clan Long Xuan

Above the floating golden palace.

There was an old man in plain clothes, sitting in front of a black and white chessboard in the center of the hall. He had a head full of white hair, which was neatly combed. There was no aura fluctuation about him, let alone a sense of righteousness. He was no different from an ordinary person.

However, his body was full of blood and vitality, and he did not look like an old man at all.

His eyes were always on the chessboard, with no intention of moving away.

"jingle!"

The wind chime on the sign with the four characters "Guanqi Lanke" inscribed on it in front of the palace gate rang, and a disciple in a Confucian robe walked into the hall and bowed:

"Sir, someone wants to see you. I would like to invite you to come and have a chat. Please come along."

"who is it?"

The old man in plain clothes said calmly without taking his eyes off the chessboard.

"It seems to be the new ruler of Great Yan, Emperor Long Yuan, who has become famous and powerful."

Hearing this name, the originally nonchalant old man suddenly raised his eyes and revealed a hint of surprise.

"It's actually him."

He was silent for a while before calmly explaining:

"Then let's meet."

the other side.

The Dayan soldiers on the ground saw a golden light coming out of the door of the Golden Palace, and then two rays of light flew away and headed towards the door.

It didn't take long.

Lu Mingyuan stood at the gate of the palace.

Only Qi Muxue was with him, and no one else had arrived.

Before entering, Lu Mingyuan saw the wind chime hanging at the door. He slowly read:
"Watching chess is like watching a fool."

Qi Muxue on the side smiled and said, "This is an allusion. As the saying goes, those who watch chess and get bored can understand the mountains and rivers and seek the truth from the crisscrossing of rivers and mountains."

Lu Mingyuan nodded: "The attainments and realm of the old painting saint are indeed extraordinary."

An old voice came from the main hall and said calmly: "No need to say flattering words."

"Just play chess and make your moves. No need to talk nonsense and disturb the elegance here."

The disciple in Confucian robes standing by broke out in a cold sweat when he saw that the master dared to disrespect the Emperor of Dayan.

The Confucian chess tradition has already declined. In terms of knowledge and orthodoxy, it is far inferior to military science, law, yin and yang, and Confucianism.

When facing an emperor of a country, it is better to treat him with courtesy. After all, as a scholar, if you want to spread knowledge and recruit disciples, the person you cannot afford to offend the most is the human dynasty.

Even saints are no exception.

It is rumored that in the Middle Ages, there was a saint who offended the emperor of a great country, resulting in all his teachings being burned and becoming banned books, and the Confucian and Taoist teachings were destroyed.

However, upon hearing this, Lu Mingyuan just smiled slightly and didn't say much.

The Confucian robe disciple secretly breathed a sigh of relief and led the two into the hall, saying as they walked: "Please come this way, the master likes peace and quiet, and is not fond of arguments, so his temper has always been like this."

"It doesn't matter."

Lu Mingyuan waved his hand.

The two of them stepped into the hall and saw the chess master sitting in the center.

Music, chess, calligraphy and painting are the four major miscellaneous studies in Confucian temples.

The four saints of Confucian temples today are different from traditional Confucian saints. Their strength and influence are not that high, but their fame is still very high. It is even more difficult to become their disciples.

The chess master raised his chin, stroked his beard, and looked like a master who had attained great enlightenment. He said, "When Qi Xingyan was in the Confucian Temple, he was a ninth-level chess player. I wonder how good your majesty is at chess?"

Lu Mingyuan didn't expect that the chess master wanted to play chess with him right from the start.

How can he play chess?

Still the most difficult game of Go.

Even if he knows a little, he can't possibly be a match for the chess master, right?
Just as he was about to refuse, Qi Muxue's voice came to his ear:

"Watching chess is like watching a person. Husband, you should agree. The chess master is probably testing you."

Qi Muxue reminded from the side, hoping that Lu Mingyuan would accept the game.

"If we can get the help of the Chess Saint during our trip to Tianbaozhou, Da Yan will be even more powerful. His chess skills are superb and he has already reached the realm of transcendence. Everything that happens in the Middle-earth world cannot be hidden from his eyes and ears. The chessboard of heaven and earth controlled by the Saint of Reason was created by him."

With no other choice, Lu Mingyuan had to agree.

"Well, since Senior has invited me so kindly, I will respectfully obey your order."

"But let me make it clear in advance that I am not familiar with this, so please don't laugh at me, senior."

The chess master waved his hand, and the chessboard in front of him was suddenly empty, cleared, and the black and white pieces returned to their respective positions.

After Qi Muxue told Lu Mingyuan the basic rules of Go, Lu Mingyuan began to play despite his gritted teeth.

It keeps raining.

The corner of the chess master's mouth showed a meaningful smile: "I didn't expect that Qi Xingyan's chess skills are known as the second best in the world, but your majesty's chess skills are so poor."

In response, Lu Mingyuan did not respond at all.

But continue playing chess.

If you lose a round, try again.

Every time, he was defeated by the opponent and fled away without any weapons.

Not a single inch of territory on the chessboard was taken.

After countless rounds, the chess master finally noticed Qi Muxue beside Lu Mingyuan and raised his eyebrows.
"The person beside your majesty should be Qi Xingyan's daughter, Qi Muxue, right?"

Lu Mingyuan didn't know why the other party kept mentioning Qi Xingyan over and over again. What did it mean?
Could it be that he wanted to see how his emotions fluctuate?
"Exactly."

Qi Muxue nodded slightly in response.

"Your chess skills should be better than his. This kid, as an emperor, has no planning skills at all."

The chess master teased.

Qi Muxue transmitted a message to Lu Mingyuan, "When my father was studying at the Confucian Temple, he once played against this chess master. A game between the two of them often took nine days and nine nights."

"So, you are close friends?" Lu Mingyuan took over the other party's words and asked tentatively.

"No, it's the opponent."

Qi Muxue denied it.

"The chess master has been a saint for many years, and he has never met a chess player better than him, but my father is one of the few people who can play against him for a long time."

After listening to Qi Muxue's words, Lu Mingyuan could roughly understand the chess master's state of mind.

His chess skills were unmatched in the world, so he was very lonely and looked for opponents everywhere.

Qi Muxue added: "But the chess master is not truly invincible. There is still someone who can beat him on the chessboard."

"Who?"

Lu Mingyuan asked curiously.

Qi Muxue smiled sweetly: "My husband, have you forgotten the number one chess player in the Confucian Temple, the Southern Zhou Dynasty's national master who reached the tenth level of chess?"

"It turned out to be Xun Yu."

Lu Mingyuan then remembered.

Now that Xun Yu has left the capital, no one knows where he is.

Is he still an enemy of Dayan?

Where did the Ninth Prince go after leaving the capital?
Lu Mingyuan had thought about all of these, but he had no clue.

Qi Muxue continued, "The chess master didn't always lose to Xun Yu, he just lost to him once."

Lu Mingyuan nodded. Even so, it was not easy.

When Xun Yu was young, he was able to beat the chess master, which was enough to show his talent.

After all, the person in front of him is a chess master.

He has long surpassed the level of chess players.

After playing many games, the silent chess master suddenly spoke:

"You seem to have many things you want to do urgently, and you want everything, but I tell you, in the end, you will end up with nothing."

"It's like the chess piece in your hand. It seems indestructible and is rooted in this corner without any hesitation. In fact, it has been ambushed by a trap that has been prepared long ago. You will never know the danger until you reach that step."

Lu Mingyuan said calmly: "Sir, you have no desires or requests, so I can't compare to you."

"Can we have peace for the whole night just by passively defending?"

The chess master was surprisingly not angry, nor did he continue playing chess. Instead, he smiled faintly and said, "Tell me, what do you want to do by coming to see me?"

"Help Da Yan recapture the Ascension Platform and revive Mr. Qi."

Hearing this, the chess master showed a subtle surprise on his face.

"Is it just as simple as resurrecting Qi Xingyan?"

Lu Mingyuan shook his head: "Of course not. Besides, we must not let the Ascension Platform fall into the hands of the demon race, otherwise it will be a disaster for our human race."

The chess master told Lu Mingyuan the truth: "I won't say anything false. It's not easy for you to get to this point. I'm not afraid to tell you that the world is about to be in chaos. Not only the Middle Earth, but the whole world. We need some young talents to take over from the older generation of cultivators and hold up the world. Otherwise, our human race will be in danger of extinction."

"You can barely be considered the leader of the revival, but your methods are sometimes a bit cruel. In the war of the seven nations, all the geniuses of the nations were defeated by you. It would be better if you could be more merciful and pay more attention to your moral character."

When Lu Mingyuan heard this, he was also speechless.

"I've heard that the chess master has great powers. I wonder if you could let me see them for myself."

He has already called himself a junior, and his attitude has undoubtedly been the lowest.

"If you want me to help you, just tell me directly. Don't beat around the bush."

"Come with me."

The chess master glanced at him and walked towards the depths of the hall.

Lu Mingyuan followed and saw the extremely vast mural as soon as he entered.

And the starry sky turned into chess pieces engraved on the ceiling.

Each chess piece is like a star.

The entire ceiling looks like the starry sky.

The chess master waved his hand.

In an instant.

The world began to expand.

The chessboard that looked like the starry sky became larger and larger, extending in all directions and evolving into a vast world of continuous mountains, much like a scroll of the map of the world being unfolded.

In Lu Mingyuan's eyes, many chess pieces appeared, some of them were dazzling, some were dim, and some were broken and gray.

He guessed that this chess piece should represent three states.

At this time, the chess master said: "Anyone who has reached the fifth level of cultivation will be locked by the heavens and fall on this chessboard."

Lu Mingyuan pointed to a mountain in the west and asked, "Why are there so many chess pieces here? Are the ones on the top brighter than those on the bottom?"

The chess master looked at him and said with deep eyes: "Because this location is exactly the battlefield of Longding Mountain. Every chess piece here is a demon king."

"And below are the cultivators of our human race."

Hear this.

Lu Mingyuan was stunned for a moment, and his eyes quickly turned to the chessboard.

It was discovered that the demon clan had countless chess pieces, and they were all very dazzling.

On the other hand, on the human side, there are many dim chess pieces scattered here and there, and some have even turned gray.

"The dim chess pieces represent the end of their luck, and the gray and broken chess pieces represent the recent death." The chess master explained.

At this time, Qi Muxue couldn't help but ask, "Is it possible that even the chess master can't save the situation?"

She believed that since the chess master could see the world situation clearly, he should be able to find a solution.

Unexpectedly, the chess master sighed deeply.

"Do you think I don't want to find a way to save the relationship?"

"For the past three months, I have been simulating the variables on the evolution chessboard, trying to find a way to win."

"But no matter how we simulate it, the general trend is not favorable to our human race."

Lu Mingyuan frowned and said, "This is a chess game between heaven and earth. If even the seniors can't solve it, doesn't that mean that in the battle between humans and demons, the human race will definitely lose?"

The Chess Master snorted coldly, "Do you think that just because our race has the Heaven and Earth Chessboard, the demon race doesn't have similar means?"

"Let's not talk about the eighth throne of the demon race. The divine bead in his hand can predict the future and divine the secrets of the heavens. His methods are not inferior to the Taoist armillary sphere."

"The Wild World also stipulates that any human cultivator with excellent talent or even powerful strength will be on the monster race's must-kill list. This list alone is impossible to get. In the past hundred years, anyone who has risen and has outstanding talent will be targeted by the monster race. Even the geniuses who have not grown will be targeted by the monster race in advance."

"In contrast, the human race has been in civil strife and war for years, constantly wasting energy. How can they fight against the demon race?"

Lu Mingyuan didn't expect that the demon clan had such means.

It can be known that in the future those geniuses of the human race will become the great enemies of the demon race, and will be eliminated in advance.

The abilities of these throne monsters are really a headache.

Lu Mingyuan couldn't help but rub his eyebrows.

Currently, four known throne demons have arrived. It seems that this time, Manghuang Tianxia really wants to end it once and for all.

They are: Second King Throne Shouliu, a great demon from the ancient times with the blood of Qiongqi, who possesses ten thousand kinds of magical powers.

The Eighth Throne, Long Jian, has the ability to predict the future.

The Ninth Throne Snake Queen has a snake kingdom under her command, which is as powerful as any dynasty on earth.

Gang Zhu, the master of the Twelve Thrones, has a nine-toothed divine nail that can destroy the heaven and earth. Even the Buddha's gods and Bodhisattvas cannot defeat him.

Overlooking the vast Xisha land.

A fallen human city is now occupied by the demon clan. The Buddhist temple in the city, which was once bustling with incense, is now empty and has become the demon clan's base camp.

A slim, long-legged woman with horns on her head and scales on her cheeks was walking alone on the city wall. Under her feet were dead grass, black stones, ice and snow, and the cold wind was howling like crying.

He looks handsome, elegant and neat.

She was wearing a dragon scale-colored dress that perfectly set off her exquisite figure and revealed her straight long legs. In her hand, she held an ancient narrow knife made of bone. There was a glow of light behind her, and the dragon horns on her head were blue-purple. It could be seen that she belonged to the ancient dragon clan.

Since the end of the Middle Ages, there have been no true dragons in the world.

Only the bloodline is thinner, and even other creatures have transformed into the ancient dragon clan of dragons.

If the bloodline of the true dragon clan is 100%, then the bloodline of the ancient dragon clan may only be 10%.

"Master Demon King, head forward to Longding Mountain."

The dragon-horned woman said in a cold voice: "We will set out tonight without any rest. We must intercept the human cultivators who enter Longding Mountain before the human reinforcements arrive."

"Yes!"

The demon king in front of him was very respectful and did not dare to be careless at all.

The demon king in front of him was named Long Xuan. She was the legitimate daughter of the one sitting on the throne and would be the successor of the ancient dragon clan in the future.

This time I came to Middle-earth to gain experience.

After all, in the next hundred years, she will most likely become the new throne.

The future is boundless.

(End of this chapter)