I, above the court, angrily rebuked the faint king

The golden wheel stopped.

Hanging above Zhengzhou's head is a mottled chessboard.

Nineteen vertically and nineteen horizontally.

There are depressions all over the board, like a defective product.

At the same time, the unreadable handwriting reappeared.

sermon board

Achiever: Wei Bang, the prodigal chess player of the Song Dynasty.

Another figurehead of Confucianism and Taoism in the Song Dynasty, Wei Bang was known as a chess genius and a famous player in the Song Dynasty since he was a child. He set up an undefeated chess game and never rested in seven days of playing against famous players from all walks of life.

Even the chessboard can't withstand high-level games and becomes mottled.

On the last day, Wei Bang, with a crazy attitude, penetrated every inch of the mystery and became a chess master.

Since then, the chess world of the Song Dynasty has reached its peak.

This thing is the chessboard he used during those seven days.

Facing the menacing Li You Dao Sect practitioners and many spiritual soldiers, the chessboard suddenly became larger, and the seeds of Confucianism and Taoism were all over it, and they came sharply, but were blocked one by one.

Lin Jun stood at the end and shouted anxiously: "Crush it!"

He thought the chessboard could only serve as a protection.

actually not.

rub.

A black flag fell on the chessboard with a thunderous force.

The entire chessboard buzzed accordingly.

As the black characters fall, so do the white characters.

At the same time, hundreds of black and white chess pieces landed on the chessboard like young birds returning to their nests.

Lin Jun didn't care much about it at first.

What about mere chess pieces?

There is no perfectly sharp sword in the world, nor is there a watertight shield.

If you break through the chessboard, Zhengzhou will die.

However, as the number of chess pieces gradually increased, Lin Jun sensed something was wrong,

Why is the trajectory of this chess piece so familiar?

and many more.

Lin Jun's eyes sparkled, and he remembered that he had indeed seen this game of chess.

On the desk of his adoptive father, Chu Jueqi, there is always a copy of "Weizi Chess Manual".

He has flipped over a few times.

Among them, the chess record that can be called the leader is completely consistent with the current chess strategy!

Kowloon Playing Pearl Spectrum!

Up to now, Lin Jun still remembers the full name of the game record.

He once heard from his adoptive father that this game record is the battle of Wei Bang, the chess master of the Song Dynasty, to prove the Tao.

Nine big dragons entangled and fought, and the murderous aura was rampant, as if a real dragon was alive.

It is said that after the completion of this chess game, another famous player of the Song Dynasty who played against Wei Bang passed away immediately, with a happy smile still hanging on the corner of his mouth before he died.

I can see this chess completed with my own eyes.

He died with no regrets.

Lin Junji's back was covered in cold sweat, and as the chess moves deepened, he became more and more nervous.

"Give up the chessboard and attack the chess pieces with all your strength!" Lin Jun said sharply.

But the Kowloon opera has been completed.

What's the use of struggling again?

With the last drop, under Zhengzhou's dumbfounded gaze, Lin Jun's terrified eyes.

In the most unbearable Hualiu Alley in Tokyo City, the sound of dragons sounded unexpectedly.

Its sound is like a bell, which can not only pierce the eardrum, but also pierce everyone's heart.

Lin Jun wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead, and said decisively, "Run!"

The chess pieces were scattered for a day, the golden light flickered on both sides of the chessboard, and the middle was as black as condensed ink.

Just when the practitioners of Li You Dao Sect were about to flee.

A five-clawed golden dragon bathed in black light roared out.

The golden dragon is several feet long, its eyes are majestic, and its scales are shining with dazzling light.

When the golden dragon appeared, it aimed at the position of the cultivator of Li You Dao Sect, and screamed away. It looked like an illusion, and it seemed to be fast, but it didn't collapse the storefront.

The cultivators of Li You Dao Sect grabbed them with dragon claws and threw them to the ground.

Chapter 48

For a time, there was a lot of grief.

This place used to be a place of singing, dancing and feasting, and in a blink of an eye, it became the mausoleum of many practitioners of Li You Taoism.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Zheng Zhou laughed out of anger.

Seeing that there was no danger, Zhao Ju'er trotted over: "Master Zheng is indeed a Wenqu star descending to earth, when Ju'er returns this time, let Master do the divination for you."

"Our Yan Tianzong deduces the way of heaven, and our fortune-telling ability is the best in the world."

Zheng Zhou nodded with a strange smile: "Give me something else."