I became a peerless master

Chapter 29 The Way From Shallow to Deep
Chapter 29: The road goes from shallow to deep
Those who transcend this world are serious immortals.

Moreover, the rules of the Dao of Heaven restrict that ordinary ascetics cannot continue to stay in the mortal world for a long time after they have crossed the catastrophe and become immortals, otherwise they will be backlashed by the Dao.

Only those with great supernatural powers among the immortals can freely come and go between the immortal and mortal realms, but that also requires paying a huge price.

From ancient times to the present, in the Dongzhou Kingdom, there have been countless true immortals who have ascended through the catastrophe in countless epochs, but those who can come back after ascension can only be described as rare.

If someone had told Xuan Zhezi in the past that there are true immortals who have transcended the world, he would have scoffed and called him a liar.

But what happened yesterday to this day has completely shaken his understanding of the avenue.

"Xinyue, maybe your guess is correct. This terrifying power, who most likely came from the fairy world, should be setting up an earth-shattering situation."

With a leisurely sigh, Xuan Zhezi turned his head to look at the little carp behind him, only to feel a completely unknown pressure welling up in his heart.

This time, the most outstanding little princess of the Dajiang Dragon Palace, Ao Xinyue, was attacked, but she was also rescued by the mysterious strong man.

When he saw Ao Xinyue again in the fish pond in the small courtyard, Xuan Zhezi's original doubts had been resolved.

Why a few days ago, Ao Li, the dragon king of the great river, completely cut off his blood connection with his daughter, and the little princess disappeared completely.

You know, although the two of them have only initially awakened the blood of the real dragon, it is also a real inheritance of the blood of the beast.

The mutual induction between the bloodlines of divine beasts is difficult to cut off even for mortals who are old monsters who have gone through the calamity realm.

Even if Ao Xinyue is unlucky and is killed instantly or devoured by a powerful demon clan, the true dragon bloodline that has appeared in her will be indelible.

But if this mighty shot, who is [-]% likely to come from the fairy world, would completely explain it.

There is a huge gap between the great power in the immortal world and the two little demons in the mortal world.

His every move must have enough intentions to affect the mortal world and even the fairy world~
The most disappointing thing is that my niece Xuan Zhezi and Xinyue are definitely not qualified to be chess pieces in other people's eyes.

That's why he created this fish pond full of laws to force our bloodline to evolve rapidly.

God, why did I fall into the hands of such people...

...

"Senior...senior, I lost!"

The two aquatic animals in the fish pond got along happily, and Ye Lang was drenched in sweat by a simple wooden table in the small courtyard.

The hand holding the chess pieces kept trembling. Looking at the ordinary hope in front of him without any aura fluctuations, Ye Lang only felt the terrifying pressure of the mountains coming to him.

Nima, this is not playing chess, it is completely testing whether the Dao Xin is good or not.

I thought playing chess with this mysterious strong man was a great opportunity to enhance the relationship between the two. After all, Ye Lang was still very confident in his chess skills.

Although I don't know how to play chess, I am a leader in this field~

Unexpectedly, when the opponent laid out the chessboard, Ye Lang took the chess pieces seriously, and the vertical and horizontal lines on the chessboard changed suddenly.

The square inches of the chessboard turn into a vast sky with unknown boundaries.

In a trance, it seems that there are three thousand great avenues circulating and intertwining in the world presented by the chessboard.

And every chess piece falling in the hand can trigger changes in the avenue.

He mustered up the courage to play chess with the opponent for seven or eight steps. Ye Lang felt the vibration of the Three Thousand Avenues with every step.

The black and white chess pieces symbolizing yin and yang suddenly turned into soldiers and horses of the avenue.

Every step he took, the shock of thousands of troops coming from his soul almost crushed his soul to pieces.

Every move, every move, has the first opening of the world, and the horror of the battle between the three thousand demon gods of chaos hits the heart.

Seven or eight chess pieces fell, and Ye Lang's soul was on the verge of collapse.

Damn, this isn’t about playing chess, it’s about understanding the path of chess, okay?
I am a little piece of trash in the Cloud Transformation Realm, every step I take is [-]% wrong, I misunderstand the rules of the Dao, how can I bear this backlash?
Senior, are you playing with me?

Desperate in his heart, every piece of flesh and blood in his body felt weak and weak. Ye Lang knew that he had reached his limit.

Misunderstood that the Dao has already taken seven or eight steps, if he takes another step, his Dao Heart will collapse, and even the innate immortal roots in his body will be completely reduced to nothingness.

"Whoo~"

Resolutely admitting defeat, he took several breaths, Ye Lang's scalp was numb, and he didn't even dare to take another look at the extremely ordinary chessboard on the table.

On this level?
This immortal cultivator can't be fake!
Ye Lang had already conceded, Song Ye smacked his tongue secretly, feeling speechless in his heart.

I thought that this immortal cultivator who kept saying he was obsessed with playing chess would be an expert, but he didn't know that the other party was so useless.

Although the two played chess for only seven or eight moves, Song Ye couldn't help but want to complain from his first move.

The first move is very weird, basically no different from laymen, if seven or eight pieces fall, this guy has already lost the game.

So far, Song Ye has never seen a chess player who can kill himself with just seven or eight moves.

Of course, he has basically never played against outsiders, and every time he played against the system to learn and gain experience.

Step by step, every move is aimed at losing. Ye Lang, an immortal cultivator, is really a genius at losing.

"Immortal Master Ye doesn't have to worry about it. After counting only a few pieces, you can see that the general situation cannot be done. It is enough to see that the immortal master is indeed superior in chess."

The complaints in his heart are back to the complaints, but the other party is a fairy who can cut people with flying swords at every turn. Song Ye smiled lightly and explained:

"Maybe the immortal master can think about it a little bit before making the first son."

Song Ye's meaning is very simple, if you don't move well in the first step, you are directly rushing to lose.

If you can use your mind as a cultivator and think carefully about how to go, you won't lose after seven or eight steps, no doubt?

"first step!"

A certain feeling of enlightenment flashed in his mind, Ye Lang trembled all over, and carefully turned his gaze to the young senior who looked like a mortal.

The young senior was still so gentle and polite, with no pretense of elegance and elegance on his body, especially the encouraging color in his eyes, which made Ye Lang's soul tremble.

The avenue is from shallow to deep.

Senior is reminding me.

If I can comprehend the simplest way, then the first step of the way contained in this chess will not be wrong~
Since then, Ye Lang only felt that the collapse of his mind and soul caused by misunderstanding Dao had turned better in an instant.

The Dao Heart, which was originally crumbling, also recovered in an instant, and even had some breakthroughs.

Gritting his teeth, he picked up the chess piece again...

(End of this chapter)