Emperor of Nine Suns

I saw Tong Meng's hands forming seals on his chest. The spirit strength was immersed, and dozens of seals were instantly transformed. With his beautiful and white palms pushed forward slightly, a beautiful and gorgeous symbolic seal suddenly appeared. , To print toward the sky above.

In an instant, the light and shadow changed, and the empty void that was originally empty changed instantly, revealing patches of dense towering ancient trees, a quiet path winding out, extending to the deepest part of the jungle .

"It is a prohibition for the mentally handicapped."

The little hamster twitched his lips with a look of contempt. For this arrogant and arrogant mouse, Chu Chen was already quite familiar with it. He did not speak at a glance, and walked towards the quiet path with Tongmeng.

The winding path is made of clean and tidy bluestone slabs. It is about seven feet wide. It is worthwhile for two people walking side by side without seeing the edge at a glance. Chu Chen walked on the road for a long time, but saw all around the ancient trees towering into the sky, and each plant was surrounded by a dozen people, towering into the clouds. Exotic flowers and rare herbs under the tree, bushes Lin, countless, looks like a complete Small World.

Because the branches and leaves of the ancient trees in the sky are too dense, the whole path is extremely dark. Fortunately, there is one after another strange crystal floating in the sky, constantly emitting colorful light towards all around. It's not that you can't see your fingers, but the whole path set off is dreamlike and beautiful.

"The Senior is said to be Elder Huang's best friend. He was seriously injured due to some accidents and his time is limited, so he has been living in seclusion in this mountainside jungle and never going out." Tong Meng As he walked, he said softly.

"Injured? What kind of injury did he say?"

When Chu Chen heard it, he frowned slightly. According to his instinct, he felt that the old man had setback when he was cultivation, showing signs of cultivation deviation. But that was just a painting after all. If he suffered internal injuries, Chu Chen would have no choice.

"I don't know, he didn't say it, nor did Elder Huang." Tong Meng shook his head.

"Then let's take a look first." There is no way to guess, Chu Chen shook his head.

Chu Chen said in his heart, this mysterious "mountainside" may be another powerhouse at Sect Master Level, so you can move in. This old man is who again?

After walking for a little one hour, the eyes suddenly open up, towering ancient trees disappeared, and I saw a patch of green grass, several small wood houses scattered.

Not far away is a huge waterfall. Unrolled bolts of white silk are hanging down, falling into the deep pool below, like a nine-day Milky Way, as clear and crystal clear.

Beside the deep blue pool, there is a pavilion. In the pavilion, an old man sits beside a small stone table. In front of him, a chess game is half played. The old man closed his eyes slightly and seemed to be caught in a deep level of concentration, motionless for a long time.

"Grandfather Liu, I am here."

Walking to the pavilion, Tong Meng whispered, "The painting you ordered, I have finished it."

When Tong Meng was speaking, the sitting old man raised his eyebrows and opened his eyes slightly. A shining rays of light passed through the muddy eyes.

really strong!

Chu Chen's eyelids twitched fiercely. Since coming over, Chu Chen opened his spiritual sense subconsciously to see what happened to the old man. When the glimmer of light passed by, Chu Chen only felt that there seemed to be a huge Great lurking in front of him. Desolate Giant Beast, the spirit strength of Prestige Is Like A Prison, vast as the open sea, the coercion is extremely clear.

This old man is the most powerhouse that Chu Chen has encountered except for the corpses of the ancient gods and demons in the ancient immortal mountains.

Even if he was severely injured, even if his breath was sluggish, the old man still gave him an extremely dangerous feeling, like a head ant looking up at the giant dragon, that would be just a matter of raising his hand and stomping his foot. A terrifying figure who made him completely shattered.

I used the spiritual sense to sense it again, and Chu Chen moved slightly in his heart. He felt right at the beginning, this old man is indeed a cultivation deviation.

After opening the spiritual sense, Chu Chen can clearly feel that the old man’s meridian is like a rushing river of gods, and there are several obvious bifurcations. That branch is an unusable waste vein hidden in the human body. I don’t know what cultivation technique the old man cultivated, which actually made the spirit strength run to that place. Whenever the spirit strength flows, it makes those bifurcations wider.

According to this situation, if the waste pulse is widened to a certain extent, it will become more and more serious. In the end, it is very likely that the meridian will be dislocated, and the spirit strength will flow against the current and burst. Die!

"It's you, little girl."

The old man looked at Tong Meng and smiled nodded, "My old fart is causing you trouble."

"What's the saying about Grandfather Liu. I painted this. Please see if there is anything wrong." Tong Meng walked up to the old man and handed it over respectfully.

The old man took the picture scroll, shook his hands, spread it out, and suddenly, an old man with a clear face jumped on the paper. Obviously, this painting has been carefully modified, and every strand of hair and every wrinkle is extremely clear and obvious. At first glance, it really seems to be forcibly pasting a living person.

"Well, the painting is good." The old man smiled nodded, and a trace of satisfaction appeared on his face. I have to say that Tong Meng's painting skills are really extraordinary and breathtaking.

"grandfather is overpraised." Tong Meng smiled sweetly, unconsciously holding the snow-white little hamster in his hand and gently stroking it. It’s strange to say that this little hamster is normally arrogant and arrogant. At this time, in front of the old man, he dare not say a word. Let Tong Meng knead it with his little hands, seeming to really think of himself A pet mouse that can't speak.

This bullying and hard-working goods must have felt the powerful threat of peerless powerhouse and started to install ordinary pets.

Chu Chen curled his mouth, glanced at the stone table, his eyes lit up suddenly, he walked to the opposite side of the old man subconsciously, and looked at the endgame carefully.

"Well, the painting is so good, what should I give you in return." The old man gently stroked his beard, apparently extremely satisfied with the painting, slightly frowned thought for a moment, and saw When Chu Chen stared at the endgame on the table intently, he couldn't help but smiled slightly, "Why, Little Brother also dabbles in the art of chess?"

"Understand the fur. Let Old Mister laugh." Chu Chen slightly smiled, before the old man could speak, he sat down opposite the old man generously, cupped the hands respectfully, "The brat, I want to ask Old Mister about chess skills, I wonder if Old Mister agrees?"

"Hehe, don't you think my old fogey is boring, come to play chess with me, naturally it is very desirable." Senior was stunned for a moment, and then slightly smiled. With his hands lightly moved, I just wanted to erase the residual chess on the table and re-layout, but saw Chu Chen wave his hand slightly, "Old Mister don't have to trouble, how about we continue this endgame?"

"Oh? It's good to dare." The old man hearing this was slightly surprised. I didn't expect Chu Chen to be so young and his chess skills to be so profound. You must know that this endgame is more than just a piece of residual chess. The process of playing chess is filled with spirit willpower, which implies that he has a great understanding of Heaven and Earth Grand Dao. Understanding. It can be said that profound mystery is infinite. If you don't have a good understanding of chess, I am afraid you can't understand it.

At the moment, he sat across from Chu Chen, and the two of them clung to each other, and started to get up in a decent way.

The Tong Meng next to her felt a little tight. looked towards Chu Chen's gaze was a little worried. You know, after Chu Chen entered Biquan Immortal Sect, he ran outside every day for three years, so there was no time to study the game. I have never heard him say that he can play chess. If you play chess with the elderly rashly, if you lose too badly, won't you be hit?

He has just condensed the first drop of spiritual water, so don't setback anything.