Eternal Gate

early morning.

The warm sunshine pours into Nantian City, adding a touch of peace to this fairy city.

Zhao Yun sat around for a whole night, and finally opened his eyes, tempered his celestial power all night, and stabilized his realm.

He glanced at the mischief, still enlightened in retreat.

He didn't bother, and took the line of the symbol at hand.

This Nantian City, I'm afraid I can't go out anymore, the ghost knows how many people are staring at him secretly, Xuanxian is okay, if it is a great supernatural power, then it's all right to find excitement.

He was waiting, waiting for the starry sky array to open.

During this period of waiting, I can't be idle.

Draw symbols as much as possible.

Also make as much money as possible.

Slow is a little bit slower, but the accumulation of less will add up.

"Friend Zilong is here."

Before he started painting, he heard the call outside the garden.

Zhao Yun brushed his hand and lifted the ban on the small garden.

A young man walked in with a profound cultivation base, dressed in plain clothes that did not stain dust, and his eyes were quite clean. Looking at this indifferent aura, he knew that he was a cultivator who had nothing to do with the world.

"Are you...?" Zhao Yun swept up and down, admitting that he had never seen it.

"My name is Kong Sheng, and I am Nan Tian's disciple." The boy smiled.

"It's so clumsy."

"Master called me to come and invite fellow daoists to play chess."

"It's easy to say." Zhao Yun let out a dry laugh, and flicked his sleeves to close the line of the symbol.

It seems that the old man Nantian is also a lover of personality. Last time, Lao Ma lost his footsteps and underestimated him, allowing him to survive a hundred steps. Today, this is looking for a place to come back!

Seniors are invited, how can there be a gift not to go.

Maybe, I can win a soul peach back.

This is much faster than drawing a symbol to make money.

The two left the garden one after another.

Zhao Yun divided his mind into two tasks, walking and enlightening.

This young man named Kong Sheng seemed to be a studious master, holding an ancient book, walking all the way and reading all the way, only occasionally raised his eyes, and expressed an apologetic smile to Zhao Yun, as if he was saying: I am neglecting my fellow daoist, and I don’t see a stranger. good.

Zhao Yun does not account for himself.

To be honest, he looked at Kong Sheng more pleasingly than Liang Qiu. The disciples taught by Nan Tian Zhenren are still quite polite, at least not the kind of villain who plays tricks behind them.

"Have you heard that Shengzi Wenshi was beaten by a little fairy."

"Is there anything else? Really or not."

"Hua Xian preached last night, many people were there, and they saw it with their own eyes. Did they win two games in a row?"

In the early morning, Nantian City is quite prosperous, and you can hear the sound of discussion wherever you go.

In this city, people come and walk every day, there are always outsiders who have never heard of new things, so there are those gossips who gather in tea stalls and wine shops, constantly spraying special sprays. .

In general: Young Master Zhao is on fire.

In this regard, Zhao Yunquan should listen to a drama.

On the other hand, Kong Sheng didn't seem to like the excitement. He didn't seem to be very concerned about such things. He didn't mention it when he arrived. He was really empty and a thoughtful way of enlightenment.

Talking.

The two have arrived at Peach Garden.

Before I went in, I saw three people coming out, a young man in white and two old men in black, coming here, naturally, they weren't visiting mountains and rivers, most of them were seeking fairy peaches.

Seeing the other person's demeanor, he must have got it.

No way, who makes them hard at the backstage?

The young man in white clothes was the Young City Lord of Nantian City: Wei Hong.

Even if Nan Tian Zhenren does not ask about world affairs, the city lord's face still has to be given.

"I have seen Young City Lord." Kong Sheng knows how to etiquette, holding the ancient book and bowing his hands.

"The cultivation base has improved again." Wei Hong said with a long smile.

After that, he turned his eyes to Zhao Yun.

This...is the one who beat Liangqiu violently last night!

He has never seen the real Zhao Zilong, but he has seen his portrait.

He was a little surprised.

Is there a connection between this Xiaoxian and Nantian real person?

Otherwise, Kong Sheng would not bring him to Peach Garden.

"I have seen Young City Lord." Zhao Yun also had a polite.

When he saluted, his brow wrinkled slightly.

Wei Hong should have cultivated an evil technique, because the opponent's blood is quite predatory and devouring, and ordinary people can't see it, but his eternal origin has a little perception. Kind of ability.

After becoming a fairy.

After the original source has recovered.

These abilities have become clearer.

Wei Hong is stronger than Liang Qiu.

This is Zhao Yun's judgment.

"Really young and promising." Wei Hong smiled slightly.

Xu Shi was too serious, and he reached out and patted Zhao Yun on the shoulder.

This is a random action, and it's fine for anyone to look at it.

However, it was just such a random action, but it was cryptic, and there was such an invisible curse seal, which was carved into Zhao Yun's body at this moment.

Unfortunately, Zhao Yun didn't notice it at all.

Wei Hong left, drifting away from the two elders.

Zhao Yun didn't pay much attention to it, and turned back into the Peach Garden.

Nan Tian Zhenren has put on the chessboard, and by the way, he has made a pot of ancient tea.

"Who is the little friend?" Nan Tianzheng said with a smile.

"Teacher won't let me say it." Zhao Yun smiled sullily, and his face was harmless to humans and animals. He had to create a sense of mystery. It also made some people a little jealous. If you dare to do things with me, my master will be mad.

Of course, he would not easily move out the name of the Moon God.

Xiu'er is an outstanding goddess Ming, who is often chased by people.

Therefore, he had already realized that he did not expect the master to cover him, but only asked the old friends of the master to be kind, and don't ask him to drink tea or chat.

"Little friends don't want to say, and the old man doesn't ask too much."

Nan Tianzheng smiled, and didn't ask questions.

But he firmly believed that this little fairy had an extraordinary origin, if it weren't for a hidden world expert, how could he teach such an enchanting disciple to fight at the same level, and even the saint son of the World Immortal Sect would have been defeated.

Let's play chess!

The props have to be arranged.

Zhao Yun has brought out the chess book.

This time, there is no one-hundred-step limit, and there is no bet. It is a real full game.

The Nantian Zhenren has a leisurely demeanor.

And Young Master Zhao is also a steady force, playing games with his predecessors, and it is not ashamed to lose.

It is not ashamed to lose.

However, if you lose too much, your face becomes a little bit uncontrollable.

Anyway, he is also a grandson of the chess god, if this is known to the chess god, I am afraid that he will not be able to hold down the coffin board.

But having said that, he can't be blamed, because Moon God never taught him to play chess from beginning to end, nor did he inherit the slightest mantle of chess god, which is not a shame to Master.

"What a terrifying savvy."

On the surface of Nan Tian Zhenren, he was surprised more than once, because in every game, this junior's chess skill was exquisite for one or two points, and there were so many moves that even he was caught off guard.

That's right.

Zhao Gongzi was stealing learning, using Nantian Zhenren as a sharpening stone. He lost time and time again. If he hadn't grown a little bit, Moon God would not slap him to death. According to Xiu'er, playing chess is also a kind of Cultivation is the cultivation of the mind as well as the cultivation of the Tao. How much you can realize depends on oneself.

As for his savvy, he was scary and nothing to say.

As early as in the Mortal Realm, the Moon God had judged that this kid was a good seed of enlightenment.

Suddenly, night has fallen.

The game between the two did not end.

Look at Nan Tian’s eyes, which are much deeper than before. From the first two hundred steps, he will defeat this kid. So far, he has learned everything he has learned, and he can't hold him down. So two or three rounds, it was quite difficult to win.

Also, the chess book in this Xiaoxian's hand looks very wicked! Whenever he is in a difficult situation, he will be able to solve it after a few glances, which makes him very curious about what is hidden in the book.

He wanted to peek, and was dazzled more than once.

In other words, there are a lot of prohibitions hidden in the chess books to isolate them from prying eyes.

These were all made by Mr. Zhao in advance. I want to read my chess book. There is no way. Although this is a prop, it is still very practical to fool people.

Eight. Nine. Day.

Passed quietly.

The two of them are also interesting. They are addicted to playing chess, and they have a posture that they are going to do nothing.

It's early morning again.

Nan Tianzhen's hand held the chess piece, but it hasn't been dropped for a long time.

In this round, they have been playing for three days and three nights, and they have truly reached the point of life and death.

"Old man... lost."

Nan Tian Zhenren smiled awkwardly, and the one in his hand was not placed on the chessboard, because no matter where it was placed, it couldn't break the deadlock.

This is him, losing to a junior for the first time.

Moreover, he is still a little fairy.

At this moment, even Kong Sheng, who does not ask about world affairs, showed a look of surprise, and the look in Zhao Yun's eyes changed accordingly.

"Senior Xie is showing mercy."

Zhao Yun arched his hands and exhaled in private.

In order to win the Nantian real person and to cause death for this old man, he had racked his brains for three days and three nights, and his mental wastage was severe, and his deep eyes were all bloodshot.

Pay your own rewards.

He finally pulled back one sentence.

"Let’s go back and rest first, and fight again in the future."

The true Nantian smiled kindly, but he could not afford to lose.

The posterity is terrible.

He was also pleased.

"Junior farewell." Zhao Yun got up and arched his hands, then turned to leave.

"Little friend." The real Nan Tian called out, and after that, he was rather embarrassed to say, "Whether you can take a look at your chess book by the old man."

"My master said, chess books can't be read casually." Zhao Yun said in his mouth, but those eyes were fixed on the soul peach tree.

Jiang is old and spicy. How could Nan Tian Zhenren fail to see his thoughts, he immediately brushed his hand, picked two fairy peaches, and smiled, "A small gift for your master."

"This... how embarrassed."

Zhao Yun smiled, and Ma Liu took Xiantao.

When it was over, his so-called chess book was stuffed on the spot to Nan Tian Zhenren, "Master also said that it is not impolite to come and go. Meeting is a fate. This chess book is for predecessors."

"Then thank Xiaoyou for the gift."

Nan Tian Zhenren is not welcome, and takes it.

Xu Shi couldn't restrain his curiosity, and turned to look on the spot. When he raised his eyes again, Zhao Yun was no longer visible.

"If Xiu'er is still there, she will compliment me."

On the mountain trail, Zhao Yunren is refreshed at happy events.

After playing the game for more than half a month, learning for more than half a month, he also acted for more than half a month, and finally fudged two peaches. Looking back, he is an inspirational history of a great young man!

"Zhao Zilong...coming to fight."

When I was leaving, I suddenly heard a violent shout, mixed with the power of the soul, and even far away, I could clearly hear it. It was Liangqiu's voice, Zhao Yun could hear it in a flash, the goods should be cleaned up and found He practiced again.

....

Today is gone.