I'm really a decent cultivator

The autumn wind rustled, and the dead leaves on the sunflower trees fell with the wind, fluttering past the crowd and falling to the ground.

Bai Qian held the tray and looked at the porridge and fried dough sticks on the table. This was the first time she prepared breakfast for a man, but she didn't expect the atmosphere to be so embarrassing.

Situ Wan'er looked at Bai Qian, a hint of defense flashed in her eyes.

The two looked at each other, and faintly felt a ray of lightning flickering in front of Qing Chen's eyes. This was a war between women.

"You're awake, try the porridge I prepared for you and see how it tastes." Bai Qian calmed down and sat on Qing Chen's left side.

Stirred the porridge with a jade spoon, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, put it on his lips and blew it, and put it in front of Qing Chen.

"Eldest brother, try the steamed buns I made with my own hands and see how they taste." Not to be outdone, Situ Wan'er also picked up the cooled steamed buns, blew them on her lips, and put them in front of Qing Chen.

"White porridge is moist, steamed buns are dry, let's moisten first." Bai Qianxiao said with a smile.

Squeak...
the door opens,

Su Che reeked of alcohol, with a rather tired face, standing in front of the door and stretching.

"Ha..." Su Che saw that Qingchen and the others were there, so he trotted over, took a bowl, filled a bowl of white porridge, picked up steamed buns, and started eating.

"Mmm... this porridge is delicious. It's best to drink a bowl of plain porridge after a hangover." Su Che said while picking up the fried dough sticks on the table.

Unknowingly, the atmosphere at the table...was a bit quiet.

"Why are you staring at me? Let's eat together." Su Che looked at the crowd and ate another mochi ball.

After having a good breakfast, Su Che spoiled it, and because of his joining, Qingchen finally breathed a sigh of relief, but... the hemp balls were all eaten by him.

Looking back, I have to seriously criticize...

An hour later...

The Sect Master of the Ghost King brought Qingchen and the three of them to the tomb forest.

The tomb forest is on the southwest side of Ghost King Sect, so it is not a hidden place.

A hundred years ago, everyone in the world was allowed to crack the Chess Game in the Tomb Forest, and the Sect Master of the Ghost King Sect also said that if anyone can crack the Chess Game in the Tomb Forest, the opponent can take three treasures at will from the treasure house of the Ghost King Sect.In fact, there is no hidden treasure in the tomb forest chess game.

Rumor has it that the tomb forest chess game is a chess game left by a peerless chess master, and everyone in the world can crack it.It is said that whoever can break the Linglong chess game will be able to ascend to the throne.

For this reason, people in the world are obsessed, especially some high-level cultivators, who appear here in their later years, just to understand the chess game.However, until his death, he still hadn't figured out the solution to the tomb forest chess game.In this way, for thousands of years, no one in the world has found a way to break it. The master of the Ghost King sect retreated twice. Under the chess game in the tomb forest, quietly penetrated for 20 years.

Therefore, the tomb forest chess game has become an obsession in countless people's hearts, and it has also become a demon in countless people's hearts. They fell into this place and died here.

Therefore, the Sect Master of the Ghost King Sect gave an order that no one is allowed to come in to understand. The important reason is...too many people died because of this chess game.

After half a column of incense.

Many people appeared in the tomb forest chess game.

On weekdays, there were many people who came to observe, but today they heard that Guizong Qingchen was coming to solve the chess game, so they immediately came to observe.

Qing Chen also came under the chess game in the tomb forest.Not far away, a cliff.The chessboard of the tomb forest chess game is on the cliff.Nineteen roads across.On the chess game, there are black and white chess pieces all over the board.

With a serious face, Qing Chen watched carefully for a long time, and thought to himself: "It's not flying chess, it's not fighting beast chess, and it's not chess...it's Go." I understand, white obviously has an advantage.

Because there are more white pieces.

"This is the tomb forest chess game, Qing Chen, look at this chess game, the white chess has formed a big dragon, and the black chess wants to form a black tiger, but it lacks sharp claws. Once the black tiger's sharp claws are formed, the white dragon There is no doubt that the general will die, but the white dragon is suppressing the black dragon's sharp claws, and this chess game in the tomb forest is ingenious here." "If there is a chance of survival, as long as you grasp the chance of survival, once the sharp claws come out, who will fight for the front!" The mystery of the tomb forest chess game.But Qing Chen nodded and said: "It can be seen that the white chess has the advantage, but the black chess also has a ray of hope, well, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful! It is really wonderful."

Qing Chen, who didn't understand the chess game at all, could only say a few words bluntly.It's like watching the old man play chess in the park, everyone said watching chess without saying a word, but Qing Chen always likes to talk, but he is liked by many old men.It's because every time Qing Chen sees other people playing chess, he will say, wonderful!

Chess players are often overjoyed, and when someone asks where Qingchen is, he will always reply, watching the chess without saying a word, and can't speak.Not only does it appear that he is very good at playing chess, but most importantly, all the elders are very happy.However, Qing Chen looked at some people under the chess game.These people, old and young, were densely packed, and there were almost thousands of them. They sat cross-legged under the cliff, watching the chess game in the tomb forest, without blinking their eyes, and their minds were completely immersed in the chess game.

No matter what happens outside, it will not be affected in any way.

"They are the immortal cultivators who came to understand the chess game all these years ago." The Sect Master of the Ghost King Sect said embarrassingly.

"If you give up now, there is still time. If you really fall into it, it will be your whole life. Even if I make a move, I won't be able to bring you back."

"This junior is willing to give it a try." Qing Chen nodded.

Seeing this, the Sect Master of Ghost King secretly shook his head and sighed, seeing that the other party had made up his mind to go, he no longer stopped him.

However, Qing Chen didn't think he would fall into it, because he couldn't play chess, so how could he fall into it?
At this moment, a mournful sound sounded. "Wrong! Wrong! It's still wrong!" The voice sounded, attracting everyone's attention in an instant.It was an old man, sitting under the chess board in the tomb forest, his eyes were full of sadness, regardless of his age, he woke up from the trance, and then wept loudly, with extreme grief and indignation.The people under the chess game didn't pay any attention to it, and still stared at the chess game.But the crowd watching couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"This is Zhou Daozi, a disciple of the Zhou family of the Great Yan Dynasty. 600 years ago, he was a famous Tianjiao. It's a pity that under the chess game of Lin, it lasts 600 years at a time." "Yes, Zhou Daozi cultivated to the state of distraction in 200 years. But unfortunately, his obsession is too deep in his heart, and he made a vow not to break the tomb forest and not to cultivate immortals. Now, 600 years have passed, and he still has not cracked the tomb forest chess game." "His energy and blood have completely withered, and his lifespan There is not much in itself, and it should have been impossible decades ago, but it has been dragged on until now, and now that the deadline is approaching, it is still impossible to crack the chess game, what a pity." Voices sounded full of regret.