Tian Yuan

After a few more days, the barrier under the tree on the cliff was broken.

King Tianyong slowly woke up and opened his eyes.

A large amount of spiritual energy surged into his body, enveloping him. After a few breaths, it all went into his forehead and merged into his body.

"Wow—"

The powerful pressure, centered at King Tianyong, roared in all directions, causing gusts of wind and waves, scaring countless snowflakes to change their original trajectories and drift away with the wind to far, far away places where ordinary people could not see the end.

Looking at King Tianyong's appearance, he must have gained a lot on the ancient chessboard. His blood is surging and his power is overwhelming.

Restrain your breath and calm down.

At this time, King Tianyong sensed that there was one more person on the top of the snow mountain, and there was a familiar smell.

At such a close distance, there is no need to use spiritual sense, just turn around and look.

Seeing the person coming, King Tianyong was startled at first, then excited, with a look of joy on his face, and stood up anxiously: "Your Majesty!"

"Brother Xu."

Chen Qingyuan has not forgotten this sworn brother. Although there are some conflicts of interest involved and it was done under the influence of alcohol, they still have a deep bond.

Ever since he learned about Chen Qingyuan's horrific origins, King Tianyong never called him "Brother Chen" again. He always called him "Your Majesty" with great respect, and dared not cross the line.

Regardless of whether Chen Qingyuan minded or not, he had to be careful not to say the wrong thing accidentally. After all, he was not the leader of the Qing Sect.

When King Tianyong was about to pay his respects, Chen Qingyuan quickly stepped forward and stretched out his hand to stop him: "No need to do this. Why are you being so distant?"

"Don't lose your manners, otherwise it will affect your dignity."

King Tianyong said in a joking tone.

Chen Qingyuan smiled upon hearing this and changed the subject: "Brother Xu, what do you think of this chessboard?"

"It is a very magical ancient treasure. At our level, it can actually enhance the power of the soul. It is incredible."

Glancing at the chessboard not far away, King Tianyong put away the smile on his face, frowned, and said seriously.

It is not easy for the top masters of the Eight Steps of the Divine Bridge to improve their spiritual power. Ordinary Taoist treasures and spiritual objects are of no use at all.

However, this ancient chessboard possesses such magical power that it is quite surprising and anyone would want to take it for themselves.

"Interesting, I'll try it."

After saying that, Chen Qingyuan strode towards the stone table.

Sitting on the stone bench, looking down at the chessboard on the table, the scenery in front of him began to change.

"Wow—"

The barrier reappeared, sealing off Chen Qingyuan's surroundings and temporarily cutting him off from the outside world.

The white fog is vast, as if we are in a world of chaos.

After a while, the fog dissipated and the chessboard appeared.

It was not until this time that Chen Qingyuan could see the entire chessboard clearly.

It is square and has dozens of clearly visible cracks on the surface.

The chessboard is empty, waiting for the next player to make a move.

Chen Qingyuan turned his head and saw a round chess box floating in the void on the right, with black chess pieces inside.

"clatter!"

With the sound of the first chess piece falling, a new round of chess competition began.

At the beginning, Chen Qingyuan didn't feel anything and he made his moves very quickly. A battlefield with swords and horses appeared before his eyes, with both sides clashing and fighting fiercely.

A few days later, in the first round of chess, I won!

The chess game changes, and we start over again.

It's a new round of confrontation.

In this way, for more than two months, Chen Qingyuan won more than thirty times.

The further back you go, the more difficult it becomes.

The competition is not only about chess skills, but also requires a high level of spiritual strength.

Another two months passed, during which time Chen Qingyuan only won five times.

The time he spent in the chessboard secret realm completely exceeded that of Liu Nansheng and King Tianyong.

I am so deeply trapped in it that I cannot sense the flow of time.

"You are truly worthy of being called Your Majesty, being able to sit still at the chess table for so long."

King Tianyong exclaimed.

"With your ability, Your Majesty may be able to figure out the origin of this chessboard and even conquer it."

Liu Nansheng's words were not just a compliment; they came from the bottom of his heart.

The two of them stayed at the top obediently, one wanted to see how long Chen Qingyuan could hold on, and the other wanted to protect him.

Half a year later, Chen Qingyuan won a total of forty-five times.

After such a long period of training, the power of the soul has indeed been improved a little. It's just that Chen Qingyuan is too strong, so the improvement is not very large and is relatively limited.

What awaits him next is not a new chess game, but the intertwined laws of life and death.

The chessboard disappeared in front of Chen Qingyuan's eyes, and he seemed to be at a special balance point, with death on one side and life on the other.

The previous chess games should be a test.

Only those who pass the test are qualified to see the true appearance of the ancient chessboard.

"This is..." Chen Qingyuan frowned as he felt the familiar breath of the law. He thought seriously. After a long time, he had a guess in his mind, and his expression was not calm: "Could it be the legendary... Book of Heaven!"

The so-called Heavenly Book is the forbidden object created by Situ Lin millions of years ago.

As soon as it came out, it was locked by the Eye of the Dao, which brought down an unparalleled divine punishment that was enough to kill all living things in the world, just to erase the Book of Heaven and not allow this thing that transcended the order of the Dao to exist in the world.

impossible!

When this guess came out, even the extremely cunning Chen Qingyuan was shocked.

However, the power of the laws contained in this special space of consciousness does have a similar Taoist fluctuation to Situ Lin.

"If I remember correctly, the first volume of the Heavenly Book discusses the principles of life and death."

Chen Qingyuan looked around several times, feeling the extremely strong law of life and death, and felt that something was increasingly wrong.

There are nine volumes of the Heavenly Book. Could this ancient chessboard be the transformation of one of them?

I can’t say for sure!

What is the use of this thing?

Is it possible to come back to life?

Chen Qingyuan's consciousness was at the balance point of the law. He did not take any action, fearing that he would touch the dangerous murderous intent, and was just daydreaming.

"Situ Lin was able to survive to this era by relying on his own methods, spanning more than five million years. Perhaps, he really used the way of life and death in the nine volumes of the Heavenly Book."

Every time Chen Qingyuan and Situ Lin met and chatted, he wanted to ask the other how he did it, but he held back. How could such a secret be easily told to others?

People like Gu Kong who likes black clothes, Ye Liujun, the ancestor of the Fire Spirit, Li Jinzhou, the ancient sword god, can see the prosperous scene of the world because of the existence of the other shore, otherwise they would have turned into a handful of yellow earth long ago.

Although Peach Blossom Fairy has no connection with the existence on the other side, he relies on that opportunity to prove his truth and comes up with an alternative way to survive.

Situ Lin did not ascend the throne, nor did he have the opportunity to attain enlightenment, but he was able to avoid the erosion of the law of time. His methods were nothing short of against the will of heaven.

"Since the laws of this world are still functioning normally, then the spiritual intelligence should not have disappeared."

Chen Qingyuan decided to contact the spirit of the chessboard. If successful, it would solve many questions.