Six fairy towers rise around the Caijuan Fairy Palace.
They stand on the sea, separated from the sea by a layer of mist. The names of each building are written on the fairy towers.
Of course, the six-skill competition was just an interlude during Dragon Mother's banquet, because most of the guests were outstanding young people from various sects, and they also needed a chance to truly become famous.
Needless to say, the art of chess, chess and swords refers to pure skills and has nothing to do with spiritual power. Laws are the competition of spells, while Tao is about sitting down and discussing Tao. It is mysterious and mysterious. It is difficult to judge the final outcome. It was even the mother of dragons several times. Since coming forward.
Lu Marry naturally went to Jianlou.
She looked at Ning Changjiu through the crowd, slightly confused.
"Aren't you going to the Dao Tower?" Lu Marian simply said.
Ning Jiujiu could understand, and he also said with his lips: "I don't like to quarrel with grandpa."
He was going to the chess building.
Lu Marry asked: "Is your chess skill... acceptable?"
Ning Jiujiu still answered the same: "I can win against Xiang'er."
Lu Marry smiled helplessly, stopped asking, and said, "Don't be embarrassed."
Ning Jiujiu nodded and said: "Okay, you should be more careful and don't show off. I will try to come to you as soon as possible."
Lu Marry Qiu Shui narrowed her long eyes and said, "You don't need to worry."
With that said, she stepped into the sword tower.
Ning Changjiu walked into the chess building with a smile on his face.
The color of the chess building is the same as the chess pieces, pure black and white, just like Zhao Xianger's eyes.
The rules here are very simple.
There are dozens of tables in total. You can choose one to sit down at random and enter the next floor.
Ning Chang sat down at a table in the southeast.
The house Ning Xiaoling chose for him back then was in the southeast direction.
Ning Chang had read some chess records in his previous life and had played two games with Zhao Xianger in this life. This was all he knew about chess.
But for many things, as long as the essence is touched, experience will become useless or even a burden.
He has confidence in his mental strength.
But the strange thing is that although he is obviously a newcomer, no one has ever sat across from him.
He soon realized that he didn't look like a newcomer.
The young man has black hair and white clothes, a face as delicate and flawless as a jade, and after suppressing his usual frivolous smile, he becomes more and more celestial, like a jade tree facing the spring breeze by the window. This caused countless girls to cast their gazes here from time to time. There was even a circle of young ladies gathered around, pushing a certain little girl and encouraging her to come here.
I would rather turn a blind eye for a long time.
He pondered for a moment, put his fingers into the chess basket, and picked up the chess pieces in his hands in a very inelegant posture, showing that he was new to this art.
Sure enough, this move made a man show his contemptuous eyes and walked to sit in front of Ning Changjiu.
Ning Jiujiu's first game begins.
He is serious, and this seriousness is reserved for trying new things.
But he is equally confident, because Shura Divine Record has given him spiritual power that far exceeds that of ordinary people, which is an inexhaustible sea.
In the past, Ning Changjiu would always show some weakness in front of Zhao Xiang'er and Lu Jianjian, but that was not weakness, but doting. In his previous life, he had broken through the Purple Court Realm after practicing Taoism for twelve years, and practiced swordsmanship for twelve years. The bottleneck of ascension was broken in the year, and in this life, he was the enemy of Jiuying and fought against the guilty king. Every time, he was surrounded by dangers, until today.
He is the only genius in the world. He didn't think so in the past, just because the unforeseen senior brothers and sisters were more terrifying than him.
But now others are in the mortal world.
No matter how luxurious and beautiful the Caijuan Palace is, how can it compare to the insignificant ray of moonlight
Ning Jiujiu held the chess piece and dropped it on the chessboard.
He believes that if he wants to do something well, he can do it well.
The whole building was filled with the sound of children falling.
Ning Changjiu and the man alternated positions.
Not long after, the intersecting points of the vertical and horizontal lines of the chessboard were filled with black and white stones.
Ning looked at Hei Baizi for a long time and fell into deep thought.
He was not thinking about victory and defeat, but felt that the vertical and horizontal intersections were like the infinity where time and fate intersect.
And it is impossible for a particle to disappear at their intersection.
unless…
Ning Jiujiu picked up a black stone, dropped it on the chessboard, and then picked up the white chess piece surrounded by four black stones.
The other party sat quietly for a long time.
Ning Jiujiu stood up and walked upstairs.
The other party didn't stop him, he just looked at the chessboard thinking and feeling annoyed.
Ning Jiujiu continued to sit down in the southeast corner.
This time, the opponent came quickly.
Ning sat quietly for a long time, without any distractions, activating the Shura Divine Record. Every time he made a move, he would continue to calculate the changes.
It's not easy, but it's not difficult either.
The other party also changed from the initial relaxed expression to becoming more cautious and serious.
Many people are looking towards this place.
"Cao Rao? Isn't that the famous Cao Rao? Who is his opponent?"
"I don't know, but if you dare to confront Cao Rao on the second floor, you are indeed ignorant of Mount Tai."
"The leader this time, as expected, is Mr. Cao."
Ning Jiujiu heard their discussion, but didn't take it to heart.
Without their words, he could feel that his opponent was strong.
In their eyes, the same chessboard is actually a different world.
Cao Rao is the national champion of Gushen Kingdom.
The Kingdom of Ceres is one of the five largest kingdoms in the Eighty-One Kingdoms of Middle-earth.
Those five countries commanded other countries, formed alliances with each other, and had great say in the secular dynasties.
As for the national players of the Ceres Kingdom, their status and strength are self-evident.
He doesn't know how to practice and can only play chess, but with his knowledge and skills, he has studied this way to what he thinks is the ultimate.
In Ning Jiujiu's eyes, all the mystery of these chess pieces faded away, leaving only "gains and losses".
Cao Rao's playing chess is like calligraphy and painting, while Ning Jiujiu's is like doing business.
Everyone thought Cao Rao would win easily.
But they went down slower and slower.
The people on the second floor are almost finished, and they are still coming down.
Some people wanted to get to the top of the building as quickly as possible and leave early, while others gathered around to watch the game.
Cao Rao thought for a long time and finally made the decision.
The sea fog outside the window dispersed and gathered again.
The reason why a master's hand is wonderful is because it is made by nature, and it will naturally cause the sound of heaven and earth.
These sea fogs are like the eyes of heaven and earth, watching this chess game together.
Ning looked at the chessboard for a long time and sighed.
He clicked the button with almost no thought. The sea fog outside the window suddenly dispersed, and the light came in again.
"Why?" Cao Rao asked.
Ning Jiujiu said: "This is a game for ordinary people, but ordinary people can never see the real end."
There was a touch of sadness when he said this.
This is how Heaven treats ascetics who think they are extraordinary.
Cao Rao understood what he meant. Man will never be able to defeat God... His eyes turned slightly red.
Ning Jiujiu gave him a slight salute to show respect. Because the time he spent thinking was actually several times that of Cao Rao, and all of this time was erased by him using his time authority. If it were the same time, he would indeed be no match.
He even thought about going against the flow of time and repenting.
But out of morality and dignity, he ultimately did not do so.
As long as I have dignity and morality, will there be those high and mighty beings who dominate the world
Ning looked at the chess pieces on the chessboard for a long time, sighed, passed them by, and walked towards higher ground.
Cao Rao, including everyone watching the chess game, did not want to believe that he had lost.
The others began to count the pieces, and after counting them several times, they confirmed that Cao Rao had indeed lost half an eye.
Who is this boy? They whispered for a round.
Ning Jiujiu has already gone upstairs.
His clothes are as white as snow and his face is expressionless. When he is with Lu Jie and Zhao Xiang'er, they look like two people. He only gives people the feeling of a worldly master who is bland and gentle but not close to beauty.
He also felt this way, thinking with a smile in his heart that he had indeed become a lot stronger without the fetters of a woman.
But as soon as this thought came to his mind, he looked in the direction of the sword tower, thinking worriedly about Lu Marry's situation at the moment.
As soon as he sat down, a little girl came over nervously and carefully sat down opposite him.
This little girl secretly looked at him on the first floor.
When she was finally on the third floor, she plucked up the courage and sat across from him.
As soon as she sat down, she blushed and said, "Hello, senior, my name is Mo Zhu, um... I dare to ask my senior's name."
"Ning Changjiu." He said, then grabbed a chess piece and put it on the table, guessing first.
Mo Zhu also became serious.
In fact, the girl was terrible at chess.
She was able to reach the third floor not because she was great, but because her previous opponents were all her sisters.
Now that the sisters have finished losing, they have carried themselves up to the third floor. If she doesn't attack again, she will be very sorry for the efforts of the sisters.
So here she comes.
She thought she was very beautiful, the most beautiful girl in her small country, and was favored and envied.
When playing chess, she would hold her cheek lightly and knock the chess pieces leisurely, revealing a look that was either charming or charming.
But from beginning to end, this senior didn't take a second look at himself.
Not only that, he didn't even give himself a chess move.
The girl deliberately stalled for time, thought hard, and even made insinuations about her family background and appearance, hoping to get a little bit of trouble in the other person's eyes.
But Ning Changjiu only sees winning and losing.
Finally, she looked at the eaten pieces on her chessboard and cried.
One is because Ning Jiujiu ruthlessly destroys flowers, and the other is because she just discovered today that it turns out that the praises they gave her in the palace about her intelligence, ice, snow, and chess skills were all lies...
Ning heard her cry for a long time and felt a little helpless, but didn't know how to comfort her, so he chose not to listen and went straight upstairs.
Mo Zhu looked at his leaving back and was very angry, but after being angry for a while, he felt that the other party was really a gentleman, unmoved by beauty, and always adhered to his principles.
Ning Chang went up to the fourth floor.
On the other side, Lu Marry also went up to the fourth floor almost at the same time.
No matter how many geniuses there are in Middle-earth, who can be the match for a sword body like hers that has been tempered for thousands of times
The Dragon Mother's banquet was luxurious and extravagant, and the leader of the sixth floor was even said to be as hard as to reach the sky.
But these are for ordinary ascetics and do not include them.
On the first floor of the sword tower, there was a man in black clothes holding a sword. The man who had been drinking tea suddenly stood up and walked upstairs.
"Mr. Seven, you..." His sword attendant was taken aback.
It stands to reason that Mr. Qi's coming to the Dragon Mother's Banquet is a sign of respect. How could he personally take action in such a petty quarrel in Haiguo? What's more, in a competition of this level, even if I take action, I might be able to win.
The man known as Mr. Seven said calmly: "That woman is also a sword spirit, but it's a pity that she went astray."
The sword attendant followed him and asked in confusion: "Which woman are you talking about, sir?"
Mr. Qi did not answer, but just said: "You don't have to follow me. There are rules at this banquet. Only those who win can go upstairs. I think you will be the winner on the first floor."
Can it still be like this? The sword servant was slightly unhappy, but he had no choice but to agree.
Mr. Seven walked up and spoke indifferently: "How precious is the sword spirit, so it is wasted like this? I want her to understand what a real sword is."