Be a reckless man in the martial arts word game

Chapter 584: A Dream

The wind is blowing in the daytime, and the scenery is flowing to the west.

An unknown amount of time had passed. If it weren't for the fact that spiritual energy could be replenished in certain timelines, Chu Junhui felt that he might have used up all of his fake pill storage just by refining Wanrenshan.

The timeline he traveled through went from fifteen years in the future to more than a hundred years in the future, and it was still moving further away. It was very likely that if he continued to travel through time, he would be able to go to two hundred or three hundred years.

Chu Junhui was confused.

Although he had left traces and set up signposts in various timelines, without a saint to tell him what to do next, he really didn't know how to go back to the past.

Every time he arrived at a world, he would use astrology to calculate the person called "Zhou Tianyi".

The result of each calculation is "no such person".

"Zhou Tianyi, ah Zhou Tianyi, you are too completely lost."

"I left behind Yu Benshan, but what about you? Where are the traces you left behind?"

After successfully establishing Yuben Mountain again, Chu Junhui lay on a towering ancient tree and looked up at the sky.

The sky is full of bright stars, like a string of stars.

It’s a good night for astronomical observation.

Chu Junhui tried to calculate the "Zhou Tian Yi" again.

He actually didn't have much hope, but this time, the stars gave him a different answer.

"Deer River."

Two simple and clear words.

It represents - location!
The King of Chu sat up with a somersault and took the golden road straight to the west.

……

The night is bright, cold and empty.

The Lu River was who knows how many thousands of miles long, but the King of Chu looked back and saw it all.

It was late at night and all the decent people had gone back to sleep. He only found one person by the river.

This person had piled up a bunch of small stones by the river and was throwing them into the river out of boredom, creating a splash in the water.

There was a flash of golden light, and the next moment, Chu Junhui came to his side.

No temptation, just speak your mind.

"Are you Zhou Tianyi?"

"No." The man answered equally decisively.

In the darkness of the night, his long white eyebrow was particularly clear, hanging down to the ground and fluttering in the wind.

Chu Junhui recalled in a trance the day when he first met Gongsun Yang. The other party was also in love with Luhe at that time. He later learned that this person was reminiscing about the old days when a hundred schools of thought competed for supremacy.

So……

"What are you reminiscing about?"

"I'm not reminiscing. I'm waiting for you." The man brushed the dust off his clothes, stood up and faced Chu Junhui.

Obviously, he pays more attention to his own image than Gongsun Yang.

flutter!
Behind him, a curtain of water splashed up thousands of feet high.

What broke out of the water curtain was a shiny black and round chess piece.

"I played black first, and made my first move at Luhe, blocking Daozu's Tai Chi diagram for you. This was like inviting you to join the game. Now... it's your turn to play white."

The loose soil in front of the man rose to form a platform, cracked to form cracks, and crisscrossed nineteen paths, leaving three hundred and sixty-one landing points.

The black piece that rushed out of the river slowly became smaller and finally landed in the southwest direction of the chessboard.

"If you want to meet Zhou Tianyi, play a game with me."

"grandmaster……"

When the black spot appeared, Chu Junhui knew the identity of this person, but what he didn't quite understand was... "How did you survive until now?"

In this timeline, one hundred and eight years have passed since he got lost.

The chess master had already become a famous strong man before he crossed over to the fairyland. It is hard to imagine how old he is today.

Facing Zhiwu's undisguised look of "Why don't you die yet?", the chess master replied calmly: "Everyone has something special. You can become a mountain, don't you have your own secrets?"

"Okay, I'm sorry for being abrupt. I just want to confirm one thing... Have you really met Zhou Tianyi?"

"Of course. Any lost person will find the immortals. They are destined to meet. When you jump the line thousands of times, you will meet me one day. We will be the only acquaintances of each other in this era."

“My story with him is similar to this.”

"Okay." Chu Junhui sat down cross-legged, condensed the moonlight as a piece, and held the white piece at Tianyuan.

"I will play a game of chess with you."

……

The floating clouds in the sky are like white clothes, and soon they change into dark grey dogs.

After the 360th chess piece was placed on the board, the 361st chess piece had not yet been placed.

The outcome is decided!

Chu Junhui, who felt that he had already won the game, wanted to urge the player with black pieces to hurry up, but before he could say anything, he just raised his head and was stunned.

There was no one in front of him, only a wisp of smoke slowly dissipating.

Beside him, the surging Lu River had disappeared at some point, and in its place appeared a patchwork of well-spaced fields.

The warm moon hid in the sky, and was replaced by a somewhat scorching sun hanging in the sky.

The mooing of old cows, the fighting of children, the sound of the spring breeze blowing through the buds and leaves in the fields...all poured into Chu Junhui's ears.

"The vast sea turns into mulberry fields..."

Looking at the chessboard and chess pieces in front of him turning into wind and sand and drifting away, Chu Junhui almost understood what kind of chess he had just played.

There is a legend on Blue Star that pretty much explains what happened here.

At Lanke Mountain in Xin'an County, during the Jin Dynasty, Wang Zhi came to cut wood and saw several boys playing chess and singing. Zhi listened to them. The boy gave Zhi something like a date pit, and Zhi held it in his mouth without feeling hungry. After a while, the boy said to him, "Why don't you go?" Zhi got up and looked, and the axe handle was rotten. When he returned home, he found that the people were gone.

"A game of Lan Ke?" Chu Junhui muttered to himself.

In the wind, echoes of the past echoed, echoing in the moment when he was awake.

"Zhiwu, you are many generations behind Zhou Tianyi."

"As far as age is concerned, a person born later can never catch up with a person born earlier. When you are fifteen, the other person is already sixteen. When you are sixteen, the other person is already seventeen. There is always a difference of one year between you two."

"You and Zhou Tianyi's situation is not much different from the above situation."

"If you want to go to his era, you must finish this game of Lan Ke. He has been waiting for you for a long time."

"It is now almost exactly five thousand years later. This is all I can do to help you."

……

"Five thousand years..." Chu Junhui didn't understand, but was greatly shocked.

Master Chuitian can only exile people to the future, he cannot allow people to travel through time accurately.

The chess master can actually use a game of chess to send people back to five thousand years later... It turns out, brother, you are not called “saint” for nothing!
Chu Junhui had an idea in his mind. He didn't have much friendship with the chess master, so the other party must have done this on behalf of Zhou Tianyi.

He didn't know how much it would cost the Chess Master to achieve this, nor did he know how good the relationship between the Chess Master and Zhou Tianyi was for the other party to be willing to pay such a price.

Anyway, if it were Yanshan Sanren... he would definitely not be willing.

Without feeling sad for a moment about the disappearance of the chess master, the King of Chu returned to observe the celestial phenomena and began to calculate based on the three words "Zhou Tian Yi".

Got it figured out!
The answer given by the celestial phenomena is——

National Division.

(End of this chapter)