I became a peerless master

Chapter 43

Chapter 43: What's in that snow ink?

When Ye Lang was mentioned, the surroundings suddenly became restless.

Since playing chess is just a pretense, the real thing is to test the laws and the understanding of the Dao.

Those who can last longer and play more moves should be the existence with more terrifying talents.

However, Ye Lang's talent is a waste that everyone knows.

This kind of ascetic who is equivalent to a crippled fairy root, even if the Ye family spends a lot of resources, reaching the height of a hole in a lifetime is the limit.

He is now at the peak of the late stage of Huayun Realm, and logically speaking, he has the smallest potential, and the room for appreciation is basically over.

He should have been kicked down a long time ago.

However, this guy looked focused. Although there were beads of sweat on his face, he obviously hadn't reached his limit.

"98 steps, now he is second only to Fairy Mengxi, what's the matter?"

"Is this guy hiding his clumsiness? He is actually an extremely talented person in the Ye family, and he has been pretending to be a loser?"

"It's very possible. After all, the real situation is that the Patriarch and his wife of the Ye family dote on him very much, even though he is a waste."

Amidst the uproar, Mr. Zheng, who is a master of the Ye family and teacher Ye Lang, has an extremely complicated old face.

He can be regarded as an old man of the Ye family. It can be said that he grew up watching the fifth son of his family.

Ye Lang's immortal root talent was inspected by the Mahayana ancestor of the Ye family himself, and even asked someone to find a Mahayana who is proficient in pills to check. It is a real inferior spiritual root, and there is no falsehood.

After teaching Ye Lang the knowledge of Taoism and leading him to practice over the years, Mr. Zheng has the best say in this guy's difficulty in sensing the aura of heaven and earth, and his inefficiency in meditating and breathing.

But it's true that his parents are eccentric.

In fact, this time the Ye family decided to let Ye Lang come. They guessed that Old Man Tianji's test was related to chess skills. Ye Lang had been good at chess since he was a child and was extremely proficient in chess skills. It was just an excuse for those in the family who were not convinced.

The real benefits were secretly decided when the Ye family and Tianji Palace were discussing cooperation.

The demon dragon that fell tens of thousands of years ago cannot escape as a dragon demon.

After being suppressed by a super strong man like Old Man Tianji and constantly obliterating his demonic nature, he has a complete dragon body again.

After its flesh and blood completely died out, it was a certainty that the pure true dragon source would appear.

The secret agreement between the Ye family and Tianji Palace is that the Ye family will do their best to help. After Tianji Palace obtains the source of the real dragon, it will share a part of it with Ye Lang for quenching his body and reshaping his inferior useless immortal roots.

As for what it can be reshaped into, it all depends on the individual.

Although it is possible that the old man Tianji left a relic and the true dragon origin was distributed as one of the rewards, the Ye family has confidence in Tianji Palace. Even if it is divided, they will be the one who gets the most.

Now, Ye Lang's performance has completely subverted Mr. Zheng's cognition.

He is a low-level cultivator with abolished immortal roots, and even the aura of heaven and earth rejects him a little bit. How could he have such a deep understanding of the laws and laws of heaven and earth.

The old man must be dreaming!
"Fuck, what the hell!"

"He actually broke through, he must be a monster."

"My head's misunderstanding of him is too deep. If I knew it was like this, when he flirted with my girl, I shouldn't act like a thief..."

Before Mr. Zheng could convince himself to accept the facts, the uproar intensified, and even a heart-stopping roar came out.

The old man hurriedly observed confidently, and instantly felt that his face was stiff.

Breakthrough in chess!
In the noise, even Lin Mengxi, who was far ahead, couldn't help suspending his thoughts, and cast his eyes on the young man in white in the corner.

Sensing the change of the other party's breath, Lin Mengxi was stunned for a moment, only to feel that his previous understanding of him should be wrong.

Or, he's not a dude at all...

From the peak of Huayun Realm to the early stage of Dongxu Realm, the realm is stable. Ye Lang still has the focused look on his face, and he is already happy in his heart.

To be honest, the breakthrough at this time has nothing to do with me playing chess for half a dime. It is all thanks to the four-star demon king's feast cooked by Senior Song.

There was no breakthrough before, only because the flesh and blood of the demon king, which is like a great tonic, is still in the process of refining.

And it's not because of how talented I am, it's because the scene world reflected by this chess game is too low-end.

What he has in him is at most some superficial laws and rules, and occasionally the charm of the great way emerges, all of which are of the lowest level.

This young master is someone who has experienced the impact of the beginning of the world and the incarnation of the Three Thousand Ways in the chess game of Senior Song.

This kind of legal oppression is completely different from the pure and complete Dao pressure, so naturally it has little effect on me.

I didn't fall into the chess game all the time, so I just played chess seriously more often. What's the problem with taking eighty or ninety moves?
"However, the feeling of shocking countless people's jaws and suddenly flying from the mud to the sky is so comfortable."

"All eyes are on you, shocking the world, super high-end outfit, I didn't expect this young master to have such a day..."

The scene of the blockbuster scene, which is already a blockbuster, continues to ferment on the small island, and Ye Lang is quite embarrassed to bear a lot of boasting and applause.

In the end, just before dawn, he was sweating profusely and was completely defeated.

Looking up at the gradually dissipating light above the stone table, it took more than two hundred steps.

In the arena, there were actually two people who were persevering.

One of them is the fairy Lin Mengxi, the saint of Tianji Palace, who made Ye Lang look up at the mountain with fairy air.

The light above the stone table in front of Lin Mengxi showed that she had already walked 240 nine steps.

"She completely relies on her own ability to completely fall into the chess game created by the laws of heaven and earth. To be able to reach this level, her talent is indeed terrifying."

Whispering in his heart, Ye Lang was really convinced by Lin Mengxi.

After all, compared to me, who is half-integrated into the chess game, he is really an unborn genius.

On the right side of Lin Mengxi, there is another person insisting. That person looks fair and looks like a handsome young man.

Ye Lang, however, based on his many years of experience in preparing to become scum, after the other party gave up the disguise, he must be no less beautiful than Lin Mengxi.

"It's also 240 nine steps, two monsters!"

Silently complaining, Ye Lang walked out of the platform with weak steps. He ignored Mr. Zheng who hurried over to express his concern, set up his escape light and flew towards Binhe City.

"Good guy, why is he going to Dazezong again?"

"It is said that the young master of this family is pursuing Zhang Xuemo, Chen Guanshan's lover. All the relics have been opened, and Mr. Zheng arrested him."

"What is the allure of that snow ink, which fascinates him like this?"

Watching Ye Lang's distant escape, Mr. Zheng has not had time to say anything in the future, but people around him have already given reasons...

(End of this chapter)