Beyond the Divine States

The six fairy towers rise around Caijun fairy palace.

They stand on the sea, separated from the sea by a thin layer of mist, and the names of each building are written in the fairy tower.

Of course, the six skills competition is just an episode of the Dragon Mother banquet, because most of the guests are outstanding young people from all walks of life, and they also need the chance to become famous.

There is no need to say more about Qin, Qi and sword. The art of the art of Tao refers to pure skill, not spiritual power. The law is the competition of magic, while the Tao is just sitting and talking about the Tao, which is mysterious and mysterious. It's difficult to judge the final victory or defeat, and it's even the dragon mother who came out in person several times.

Naturally, Lu went to the sword tower.

She looked across the crowd to Ning Changjiu, slightly confused.

"Isn't it going to daolou?" Lu only talked about the shape of her mouth.

Ning long can understand, he also uses lip shape way: "I don't like to quarrel with grandfather."

He went to the chess house.

Lu Jia asked: "your chess power... OK?"

Rather long or that answer: "I can win xianger."

Lu Qijia had no choice but to smile, and she did not ask, saying, "don't be shameful."

Ning Changchang nodded and said, "well, you should be more careful. Don't try to be brave. I'll come to you as soon as possible."

Lu's eyes narrowed and said, "don't worry about it."

Then she stepped into the sword building.

Ning Changjiu walks into the chess building with a smile on his face.

The color of Qilou is the same as that of chess pieces, pure black and white, just like Zhao xianger's eyes.

The rules here are very simple.

A total of dozens of tables, randomly choose one to sit down, won into the next floor.

Ning long sits down on a table in the southeast.

The house Ning Xiaoling chose for him was southeast.

Ning long read some chess scores in his last life, and played two games with Zhao Xiang'er in this life. This is all he knows about chess.

But many things, as long as they touch the essence, experience will become a chicken rib or even a burden.

He has confidence in his mental strength.

But the strange thing is that he is a newcomer, but no one sits opposite him.

He soon realized that he didn't look like a new man.

The young man, with white hair and delicate face, is as quiet as a jade. After removing his usual frivolous smile, he looks more and more like a jade tree facing the spring breeze. It made countless girls cast their eyes here from time to time, and even a circle of girls pushed a little girl and encouraged her to come here.

I'd rather turn a blind eye for a long time.

He thought a little, put his finger into the basket, twisted the pieces in his hand in a very indecent posture, and seemed to be the first to touch this.

Sure enough, this action made a man show a look of disdain, walked to rather long in front of sit down.

Ning Long's first game of chess begins.

He's serious. It's a formality in trying new things.

But he was also confident, because Shura shenlu let him have far more than ordinary people's mental power, it is an inexhaustible sea.

In the past, Ning always showed a little weakness in front of Zhao xianger and Lu Jiajia, but it was not weakness, but indulgence. In his previous life, he broke through the purple court after 12 years of cultivation, and broke the bottleneck of rising after 12 years of sword cultivation. In this life, he fought against jiuying and sin Jun, and is always in danger.

He is the only genius in the world. In the past, he didn't think so, just because his elder martial brothers and sisters are more terrible than himself.

But now others are in the world.

No matter how luxurious and beautiful the Caijun fairy palace is, how can it be compared with a little bit of moonlight?

Ning long took this piece and fell to the chessboard.

He believes that he can do well as long as he wants to do well.

All over the building.

Ning long alternated with the man.

Not long after that, the chessboard is full of black and white pieces at the crisscross point of the vertical and horizontal lines.

Ning long looked at the black and white son, lost in thought.

He was not thinking about winning or losing, but felt that the intersection of vertical and horizontal, like the infinite intersection of time and destiny.

And it's impossible for a particle to disappear at their intersection.

Unless

Ning long picked up a sunspot, fell on the chessboard, and then picked up the white chess which was surrounded by four sunspots.

The other side sat in silence for a long time.

Ning long stood up and went upstairs.

The other side did not stop, just looking at the chessboard, thinking and chagrined.

Ning continued to sit in the southeast corner.

This time, the opponent came quickly.

Rather sit still for a long time, with no distractions, and urge the Shura God record. Every time you drop a son, you will constantly deduce and calculate.

It's not easy, but it's not hard.

The other side also from the initial relaxed look, a little careful dignified.

A lot of people are looking at this.

"Cao Rao? Isn't that famous Cao Rao? Who is his opponent? "

"I don't know, but I dare to go up with Cao Rao on the second floor. I really have eyes and don't know Mount Tai."

"This time, the leader is Mr. Cao without any accident."

Ning long heard their comments, but did not pay attention to them.

Needless to say, he can feel his opponent is very strong.

In their eyes, the same chessboard is actually a different world.

Cao Rao is the national hand of the valley God kingdom.

The state of Gushen is one of the largest five states in the 81 states of China.

The five countries ruled the countries, allied with each other, and had great discourse power in the secular dynasties.

And the national hand of Gu Shenguo, its position and strength are also self-evident.

He can't practice, he can only play chess, but with his knowledge and skills, he has studied it to the extreme.

In Ning Changchang's eyes, all the mysteries of these games have faded away, leaving only "gains and losses".

Cao Rao's playing chess is like painting and calligraphy, while Ning Changjiu's is like business.

Everyone thought Cao Rao would win easily.

But they get slower and slower.

The people on the second floor are almost finished. They are still down.

Some people want to get on the top of the building as soon as possible and leave ahead of time, while others gather around to watch the game.

Cao Rao thought for a long time and finally came to an end.

The sea fog outside the window dispersed and gathered.

The reason why a skillful hand is wonderful is that it is natural for a skillful hand to cause the sound of heaven and earth.

These sea fogs are like the eyes of heaven and earth. Let's watch the game together.

Ning long looked at the chessboard and sighed.

He didn't think about it at all. He nodded a little. The sea fog suddenly dispersed outside the window, and the light fell in again.

"Why?" Cao Rao asked.

Ning Changjiu said: "this is the game of ordinary people, but ordinary people can never see the real end."

He said this with a touch of sadness.

The way of heaven also treats those who think they are extraordinary.

Cao Rao understood what he meant. He was sure that man could not win over heaven after all. His eyes were red.

Ning long gave him a little gift to show respect. Because the time he spent thinking was several times as much as Cao Rao's, and all of this time was erased by his power of time. If the same time, he is not the opponent.

He even thought about going against the current.

But out of morality and dignity, he didn't do it in the end.

It's just that you have dignity and morality. Will those who dominate the world exist?

Ning looked at the pieces on the chessboard for a long time, sighed, passed by, and walked higher.

Cao

Rao, including all the chess players, didn't want to believe that he had lost.

The rest of the people began to count, and after counting several times, they confirmed that Cao Rao had indeed lost.

Who is this teenager? They whispered for a round.

Ning long has gone upstairs.

He was as white as snow, and his face was expressionless. When he was with Lu and Zhao xianger, he was like two people, which only gave people a sense of beauty.

He also had this feeling, thinking with a smile that he had become stronger without the fetters of women.

But as soon as the idea came up, he looked in the direction of the sword tower and worried about the situation.

He just sat down, a little girl came over and sat down in front of him carefully.

It was on the first floor that the little girl secretly looked at herself.

When she was finally on the third floor, she plucked up her courage and sat opposite him.

As soon as she sat down, she blushed and said, "Hello, master. My name is mo Zhu. Um... I dare to ask your name."

"Rather long." He said, and then grabbed a chess on the table, guess first.

Mo Zhu is also serious.

In fact, the girl's chess is terrible.

She can come to the third floor, not because she is strong, or because her previous opponents are her sisters.

Now that the sisters have lost, they carry themselves up to the third floor. If she doesn't attack again, I'm sorry for the efforts of the sisters.

So she came.

She thinks that she is very beautiful. She is the most beautiful girl in her small country. She has been greatly favored and envied.

When playing chess, she also gently holds Xiang's gills and knocks chess pieces, showing her charming or charming color.

But from the beginning to the end, the elder did not look at himself.

Not only that, he didn't even let himself play chess.

The girl deliberately delays her time, ponders hard, and even talks about her family background and appearance, hoping to get a little wave in each other's eyes.

But Ning long eyes only win and lose.

At last, she looked at the pieces on her chessboard and cried. One reason is that Ning Changjiu is merciless and ruthless. The other reason is that she only found out today that they boasted that their ice and snow intelligence and excellent chess skills were all deceiving... Ning Changjiu heard her cry, but she was helpless, but she didn't know how to comfort her, so she chose not to listen and went straight upstairs. Mo Zhu was very angry when he looked at his back. But after a while, he felt that he was really a gentleman, not moved by beauty, and always insisted on the principle. Ning long went up to the fourth floor. On the other hand, Lu's wife went to the fourth floor almost at the same time. No matter how many talents there are in China, how can she be the opponent of such a well tempered sword? The Dragon Mother banquet is luxurious and extravagant, and the chief on the sixth floor is even more difficult to say. But these are for ordinary monks, not including them. On the first floor of the sword building, there was a man in black holding a sword. The man who had been drinking tea all along suddenly got up and walked upstairs“ Mr. seven, you... "His swordsman was surprised. It is reasonable to say that Mr. seven can come to the Dragon Mother's banquet to sell his face. How can he do it in person? What's more, this kind of level competition, even if you do it yourself, may be able to win. The man, who was called Mr. seven, said faintly, "that woman is the same as the sword and spirit. It's a pity that she's gone awry." The sword attendant followed him and said, "which woman did you mean?" Mr. seven didn't answer, just said: "you don't have to follow up. There are rules for this banquet. Only one person who wins can go upstairs. You are the one who wins on the first floor." How could it be? Jianshi was slightly displeased, but he had to agree. Mr. seven went up and said indifferently: "how precious are the swords and spirits? How can they be so outrageous? I'll show her what a real sword is. "