Ye Futian showed a weird look and looked at Mo Jun.
Could it be that he really thought that his son could win if he fell according to what Liu Zong said
Or, just vent the depression of this defeat on him
With a smile, Ye Futian looked at Mo Jun and said: "I came from a barren state, and I have respect for other sacred places in Kyushu, and I am also curious about how the children of Dongzhou sacred land will be, but now, I am a little disappointed.
After speaking, he turned and left without confronting Mo Jun.
Mo Jun's eyes flashed and he glanced at Ye Futian in surprise, obviously a little surprised.
Wanxiang Xianjun and others glanced at Mo Jun coldly, and only listened to him saying: "Kyushu Asks, its name is Kyushu. If the barren state does not participate, naturally it cannot be called Kyushu Asks. Dongzhou Holy Land does not invite him. Huangzhou attending, it was the rudeness of Xihua Holy Mountain in East State. I would be ashamed to urge myself to move forward in Huangzhou. However, as a disciple of the saint of Xihua Holy Mountain, you said to let the Holy Land of Wasteland observe the ceremony. , And you are so disrespectful to the Palace Lord of the Holy Land. If you are proud of it, the world will question how your elders taught you etiquette, so you should be cautious in your words and deeds."
"As for the way of chess, if you understand, Tianlong chess game will be in front of you. If you break it, you will naturally understand chess."
Mo Jun stared at Xianjun in Vientiane, the words of these guests from the barren state were ironic, and he was somewhat speechless.
With a slight smile, Mo Jun regained his former temperament, leaning forward and said: "It's the younger generation who was abrupt and impolite. I will wake up and take this as a lesson."
Everyone looked at Mo Jun. At this moment, his performance was not a saint disciple. He didn't get angry at the other party's words, but apologized.
Vientiane Xianjun didn't say much, and stepped away from here.
The Tianlong chess game is still there. Above the chess peak, countless people stare at the crowd around Gufeng. Neither Liu Zong nor the other eight chess masters can crack this game. It shows that the Tianlong chess game is terrible. From this point of view, if you want to crack the Tianlong chess game, you are afraid of wrongs. The work of the day.
As for Ye Futian’s matter, it is just an episode. There is no way to know how the ending of Ye Futian’s son will end, but the attitudes of Zhou Ziyi and Mo Jun can also tell the status of the barren state in Kyushu today, although Ye Futian is also a descendant. A character, but after all, he is also the Palace Master of the Sacred Land of the Wasteland. If it were other sacred places in Kyushu, how could the other party talk like that.
The attitudes revealed in the dialogue between people's words and deeds are, in fact, the performance of their status.
Of course, Liu Zong didn't accuse Ye Futian before, even if Ye Futian didn't follow his words, he didn't say anything. From this point, it can be seen that his self-cultivation is naturally better than Mo Jun.
Ye Futian walked to a remote place in Qifeng. All the people from Vientiane Xianjun and others came to him. He only listened to Vientiane Xianjun and said: "Why not try again?"
"It's useless. Although I have made great progress in learning chess these days, I am still a little self-aware. Now I can't break the Tianlong chess game at my level." Ye Futian said.
"I'm discouraged, isn't this your character?" Zhuge Mingyue said with a smile.
Hua Jieyu also walked to Ye Futian, Ye Futian seemed a little dull, could it be influenced by Mo Jun's words
"It's not that I have only practiced chess for a long time. The nine Yang Xiao are disciples of chess masters. It is normal that I can't crack them." Ye Futian smiled and shook his head: "It's just that although what Mo Jun said is not very pleasing, but it also reflects the current situation. The situation facing Huangzhou is that Dao Palace is a sacred place in the state, and was humiliated by a disciple of the Holy Land and was only worthy of watching the ceremony. Although it was his rudeness, it also reflected the place of the state in the hearts of the people of Kyushu."
"So, there is a long way to go." Vientiane Xianjun said: "Otherwise, what do you choose to be the palace lord?"
He smiled, the old palace lord inherited the Dao Palace from Ye Futian, and he was desperate. Otherwise, the palace lord of Dao Zhan, Sword Demon, etc. could be the palace lord of Dao Palace. Ye Futian is only a prince after all. But the old palace master also knew the position of the deserted state, and he already had a strong sense of crisis, otherwise he would not put the will of Dao Palace on Bai Luli before, hoping that he would grow up as soon as possible.
"Yeah." Ye Futian nodded, he looked up at the void, and said: "This trip out of the barren state, isn't it also for being strong?"
With a smile, Ye Futian said: "I will stay on the top of the chess peak to understand the chess game, and you don't need to pay attention to me."
"Okay." Vientiane nodded. Ye Futian also experienced a lot of ups and downs in the deserted state. Naturally, it is impossible for him to be stimulated by this little thing. He just felt it. From the attitude of Mo Jun, he saw that maybe It is not just Mo Jun, but the holy land behind Mo Jun and the attitudes of other holy places in Kyushu towards the barren state. These are the pressures of Ye Futian.
Everyone left, Hua Jieyu and Yu Sheng did not leave, Hua Jieyu was next to him, Yu Sheng sat with Yuanhong behind, and the old god was there.
At the other end of the chess peak, it is still extremely lively, and Tianjiao figures continue to try to crack the Tianlong chess game. Although they have failed, they have been working hard.
Liu Zong was still there, but didn't continue to break the chess game, but sat there to enlighten.
One day passed quickly. When Yang Xiao announced that today is the end of the day, the people also dispersed. Yang Xiao and the others left here, but the chessboard remained there, lying above the void, with a shining light. It was filled with a peculiar atmosphere, as if it were a magic weapon.
Many strong men of Qisheng Villa guarded this place, looking at the chessboard, but no one dared to grab it clearly. Although it is said that Qisheng will be sitting, but no one has confirmed that Qisheng is sitting, after all, there is a sage. Where, who dares to be presumptuous
What's more, even if there is no chess sage, Yang Xiao himself is the strongest in the sage list.
Ye Futian did not leave, he still practiced on a stone platform in Qifeng.
The night was getting dark, and the figures were leaving one after another. Only the strong guarding the chessboard was still there. Ye Futian was still sitting there quietly, thinking of today's chess game in his mind.
After the deduction for a long time, he was a little tired, opened his eyes and looked forward. The chessboard was still there, with a shining light and a strange luster.
The idea of Da Zizheng was working, he seemed to see the daytime picture, on the chessboard, 18 people stood there at the same time, and the chess pieces fell and played back in his mind.
At this time, in Ye Futian's palace, a rustling sound came out, and the world's ancient trees swayed. Above the ancient trees, lines criss-crossed, appearing there, these lines actually faintly converge into a chessboard.
The picture he imagined in his mind was directly presented on the chessboard, Ye Futian seemed to feel something, his expression changed slightly, he closed his eyes again, and his consciousness entered the palace of fate.
At this moment, his figure seemed to appear in the Palace of Life, watching the chessboard. The situation on the chessboard was changing, and the figures of eighteen people were projected there, as if the pictures in his mind were directly presented.
"Interesting." Ye Futian showed a strange color, and actually visualized a chessboard that appeared in the Palace of Life.
(End of this chapter)