After finally getting the qualification to watch chess, I found that the two of them were playing chess in the center of the lake. What do you think about this?

In the pavilion on the other side.

Meng Rongrong wore a hat, sat on a stone bench, drinking tea, and watched quietly. Behind her, Changqing and others were standing, watching this scene slightly strangely, because no one knew

What the hell is Yan Chuan going to do?

In the center of the lake, some simple cooking utensils, pastries, a go table, and two rest benches.

A white-haired old man sat upright on the chessboard. He looked at Yan Chuan walking in the distance, looking calm.

Yan Chuan also saw the old man, but he didn't speak through the small lake.

"The king is standing side by side, please!" Yilin walked up to him.

"Yeah!" Yan Chuan nodded.

Yan Chuan carried the Jade Emperor sword on his back, and Liu Jin carried a scroll of paintings on his back. As Yi Lin stepped onto a small boat, the boat quickly rowed to the central island.

Landing!

"Yan Chuan, I have met the old master!" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

"Yifeng, I have seen the king of Yizi!" Yifeng also said politely.

"Yan Chuan chose this place to play chess with the old master this time just to show the exquisiteness of the chess. I hope the old master will like it!" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

"Let's wait and see!" Yifeng nodded.

Yifeng didn't say much, and Yan Chuan didn't say much, because it was not the time yet.

"Liu Jin!" Yan Chuan looked at Liu Jin.

"yes!"

Liu Jin quickly expanded the space scroll and slowly took out a piece of rice paper from the scroll.

"Huh?" Yilin glared at her eyes and showed a surprised look.

In the distance, in the small pavilion by the lake, Meng Rongrong said strangely: "Space magic weapon?"

Yifeng's eyes flashed with a flash, and he didn't speak.

Liu Jin lifted the chessboard on the stone table and pressed the rice paper underneath.

"Rong? Good word, but what does this mean?" Yi Feng smiled.

"I'll know later!" Yan Chuan said with a smile. "Liu Jin, go!" Yan Chuan looked at Liu Jin.

"yes!"

Liu Jin set foot on the previous boat, and quickly sailed the boat to the shore by his servants.

Then, Liu Jin took out sheets of rice paper from the scroll.

Put one by the small lake and press it up with a stone.

"Buzz!"

Around the small lake, fog suddenly filled the air.

"What's going on? Fog, why is there fog?"

"Yes, there is only this area, there is no fog in other places!"

"That piece of paper? Is it a magic weapon of the immortal family?"

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The chess kings said in surprise.

Liu Jin ignored it, but walked around the small lake and quickly arranged the rice paper and pressed it with stones to fix it.

There is more and more fog. By the lake, there is lake water to replenish it, and heavy fog rises.

Every piece of rice paper has a lot of attention.

"The pen falls to shock the wind and rain?" Yifeng said in surprise.

"Oh? The old teacher knows it too?" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

"Your father said that you never expected that you had reached this level at such a young age!" Yifeng sighed.

Yan Chuan did not correct it, but just smiled slightly and said, "The cultivators can inject their own magic power on the chessboard. You and I are only in the power realm now, so naturally they can't do it.

I took a clue to show the chess path that had magic power with fog!”

"Let's wait and see!" Yi Feng said with a smile.

The grandson of Yifeng, who was standing beside him, showed a look of surprise and stared at Yan Chuan, as if he had known Yan Chuan for the first time.

By the lake, in the pavilion.

"The pen falls and shocks the wind and rain? Was it written by Yan Chuan?" Changqing said in surprise. "It's not the pen falls and shocks the wind and rain, but the pen falls and shows the atmosphere!" Meng Rongrong said in a deep voice.

"What? The pen shows the atmosphere? How is it possible!" everyone exclaimed.

"Indeed, it's not wrong. Although I haven't reached this level, I can still see that the chess is so high and the handwriting is so strong. Unfortunately, my brother is not here, otherwise

I will definitely not let Yan Chuan lead the hair alone!" Meng Rongrong frowned.

In his tone, there was a sense of envy and dissatisfaction.

"Miss's brother? Mr. Wenruo? Yes, Mr. Wenruo was a genius in the academy back then. If it weren't for that incident.........Haha! No matter what, Wen

Mr. Ruo is still the eldest lady's brother, and your brother-sister relationship cannot be cut off, otherwise Mr. Wen Ruo would not have made the eldest lady's essence pill!" Changqing said with a smile.

"Yeah!" Meng Rongrong nodded, not wanting to say more.

Not long after, Liu Jin arranged one hundred and eight characters of "fog" around the lake. For a moment, the entire lake was covered with thick fog, and the rolling fog continued to churn.

I can't see the two people in the center of the lake clearly.

The chess kings could not see the chessboard in the lake clearly, but now they were covered with fog and could not see the slightest. However, no one complained, but he was even more excited.

On the island in the middle of the lake.

Yi Feng looked at the fog around unexpectedly, and Yi Lin opened his mouth even widened.

"Is this?" Yifeng asked.

"Julu Academy, there must be countless wise people, and there are many people who have made achievements in the chess. Although I have never been to Julu Academy, I can feel the throne of the craftsmanship there.

I’m angry, but today my words contain some special Taoist rhymes. What I want to show to the old master is the chess in my heart. The old master, you have to look at it!" Yan Chuan

Smiling.

"Please!" Yifeng made a move to let him go.

Yan Chuan is not polite.

The index finger and middle finger hold a black piece and fall to the center of the chessboard.

"Bang!"

A son fell into the position of Tianyuan.

"boom!"

A huge thunder suddenly sounded in the sky.

"Boom!"

The countless white fog in the lake suddenly surrounded the central island, surrounding it clockwise, and the faster it was, like a huge whirlpool, the island in the middle of the lake was

Vortex Center.

At the same time, a huge dark cloud appeared above this white fog vortex. Luozi Tianyuan, a huge thunder came from this dark cloud.

In the center of the dark cloud, a hole appeared, like a black chess move, and a large chess board appeared on the dark clouds.

"Wow!"

All the mortals around looked at this scene in horror.

In the pavilion by the lake.

"The characters? The pen shows the atmosphere? The characters of Yan Chuan are blended with the chessboard?" Meng Rongrong said in surprise.

"The characters are blended with chess?" Changqing and others also said in surprise.

"How old is Yan Chuan?"

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The outsiders were already surprised, and on the island in the middle of the lake, Yifeng could empathize with it.
To be continued...