Beyond the Divine States Chapter 258: : Chess and Swords

Six fairy buildings surround the Caijuanxian Palace.

They stand on the surface of the sea, separated from the sea by a thin layer of mist. The name of each building is written on the Xianlou.

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

There is no need to say much about the piano, chess and sword. The art of magic and Tao refers to pure skill and has nothing to do with spiritual power. The law is a competition of spells, while Tao is sitting and talking about Tao. It was Dragon's mother who came forward.

Lu Jiajia naturally went to the Jianlou.

She looked at Ning Changjiu through the crowd, slightly puzzled.

"Didn't you go to the Daolou?" Lu Jiajia only said his lips.

Ning Changjiu can understand, he also lip-shaped: "I don't like quarreling with grandpa."

He went to the chess tower.

Lu Jiajia asked: "Your chess power... is acceptable?"

Ning Changjiu still answered: "I can win Xianger."

Lu Jiajia smiled helplessly, and stopped asking, and said: "Don't be ashamed."

Ning Changjiu nodded and said: "Well, you should be more careful too, don't be able to do it, I will try to find you as soon as possible."

Lu Jia married Qiushui's eyes narrowed, and said: "You don't need to worry about it."

Speaking, she stepped into the sword tower.

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

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

The rules here are very simple.

There are dozens of tables in total, choose one at random to sit down, and enter the next floor if you win.

Ning Changjiu sat down on a table in the southeast.

The house Ning Xiaoling chose for him back then was to the southeast.

Ning Changjiu had seen some chess records in his last life, and he had played two chess games with Zhao Xianger in this life. This is all he knows about chess.

But many things, as long as the essence is touched, experience will become a tasteless or even cumbersome.

He has confidence in his mental power.

But what is strange is that he is obviously a rookie, but no one sits across from him.

He quickly understood that he didn't look like a newcomer.

The young man with black hair and white clothes, his face is delicate and flawless, calm as jade, after converging on the slightly frivolous smile on weekdays, he becomes more and more immortal, like a jade tree facing the spring breeze. It caused countless young girls to cast their eyes here from time to time, and there was even a circle of young ladies who were all around, pushing a certain little girl to encourage her to come here.

Ning Changjiu ignored it.

He pondered slightly, put his fingers into the chess basket, twisted the chess pieces in his hands in a very indecent posture, and played with them, making it appear that he was the first to come into contact with this.

Sure enough, this move caused a man to show contempt, walked up to Ning Changjiu and sat down.

Ning Changjiu's first game begins.

He is serious, and this seriousness is the restraint of trying new things.

But he is equally confident, because the Shura Shenlu gave him a spiritual power far beyond ordinary people, which is an inexhaustible sea.

In the past, Ning Changjiu always showed a bit of weakness in front of Zhao Xianger and Lu married, but that was not weak, but spoiled, he broke through the purple court in the twelve years of practicing Taoism in his previous life. Jian broke through the bottleneck of the ascension in twelve years, and this life is even more of an enemy with Jiuying and a war against the sinner. Every time it is dangerous, he has come to this day.

He is the only genius in the world. He didn't think so in the past, just because the unobservable brothers and sisters were more terrifying than himself.

But now others are in the mortal world.

How extravagant and beautiful the Caijuanxian Palace is, how can it be compared with an unobservable ray of moonlight?

Ning Changjiu took this chess piece and landed on the chessboard.

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

The sound of falling all over the building.

Ning Changjiu alternated with the man.

Not long afterwards, the intersecting points of the vertical and horizontal lines of the chessboard were filled with black and white pieces.

Ning Changjiu looked at Black and White, and fell into deep thought.

He is not thinking about victory and defeat, but feels that the vertical and horizontal intersections are like the infinite intersection of time and destiny.

It is impossible for a child to disappear at their intersection.

Unless...

Ning Changjiu picked up a black piece and landed it on the chessboard, then lifted the white piece surrounded by four black pieces.

The other party sat quietly for a long time.

Ning Changjiu stood up and walked upstairs.

The other party didn't stop either, just looking at the chessboard and worrying about it.

Ning Changjiu continued to sit down in the southeast corner.

This time, the opponent came quickly.

Ning Changjiu sat quietly, with no distractions, urging the Shura Shenlu, every time he fell, he would constantly change and calculate.

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

The other party also became a little cautious and solemn from the initial relaxed look.

Many people are looking at here.

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

"I don't know, but I dare to confront Cao Rao on the second floor. I really don't know Mount Tai."

"This time the leader, it is no accident that it is Mr. Cao."

Ning Changjiu heard their discussion, but didn't take it seriously.

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

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

Cao Rao is the national player of Gushen Country.

Gushen Kingdom is one of the five largest countries in the Eighty-one Kingdom of Central-Tube.

The five nations rule the nations, form alliances with each other, and have a great say in the secular dynasty.

The status and strength of the national players of Gushen Country are self-evident.

He doesn't know how to practice, he can only play chess, but with his knowledge and skills, he has studied this to the extreme he thinks.

In Ning Changjiu's eyes, the mystery of these chess pieces has faded away, leaving only the "profits and losses".

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

Everyone thought that Cao Rao would win easily.

But they are getting slower and slower.

The people on the second floor are almost over, they are still going down.

Some people want to get to the top of the building as quickly as possible and leave early, while others crowded around to watch the game.

Cao Rao thought for a long time and finally settled down.

The sea fog outside the window dispersed and gathered.

The reason for the wonderful hand is that the wonderful hand is natural, and it will naturally cause the sound of heaven and earth.

These sea fog are like the eyes of heaven and earth, watching this game together.

Ning Changjiu looked at the chessboard and sighed.

He hardly thought anything, and a click fell, the sea mist outside the window suddenly dispersed, and the light fell in again.

"Why?" Cao Rao asked.

Ning Changjiu said: "This is a game for ordinary people, but ordinary people can never see the real end."

He said this with a touch of sorrow.

Tiandao treats monks who think they are extraordinary in the same way.

Cao Rao understands what he means, after all, man can't conquer the sky... His eyes are slightly red.

Ning Changjiu gave him a slight salute to show respect. Because the thinking time he used was actually several times that of Cao Rao, and all of this time was erased by him with the authority of time. If it is the same time, he is indeed not an opponent.

He even thought of regretting chess against the current time.

But out of morality and dignity, he ultimately failed to do so.

It’s just that I have dignity and morality. Will there be those who dominate the world?

Ning Changjiu looked at the chess pieces on the chessboard, sighed, brushed past, and walked to a higher place.

Cao Rao, including all those who watched chess, didn't want to believe that he lost.

The others began to count, and after counting several times, it was confirmed that Cao Rao had indeed lost.

Who is this boy? They whispered round.

Ning Changjiu has already gone upstairs.

His white clothes are like snow, with expressionless faces. When he married with Lu and married Zhao Xiang'er, he was the two of them. They only gave people a sense of beauty and beauty.

He also felt this way, and he thought with a smile in his heart. Without the fetters of a woman, he really became a lot stronger.

But when this idea came up, he looked in the direction of Jianlou, anxiously thinking about the situation at the moment of marriage.

Only when he sat down, a little girl walked over and gingerly sat down opposite him.

This little girl secretly watched herself on the first floor.

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

As soon as she sat down, she blushed and said, "Hello senior, my name is Mo Zhu, um... the junior dare to ask Senior's name."

"Ning Changjiu." He said, then grabbed a handful of chess and put it on the table, guessing first.

Mo Zhu also got serious.

In fact, the girl's chess is terrible.

She was able to come to the third floor, not because she was good, or because her previous opponents were all her sisters.

Now that the sisters finished losing, she lifted herself up to the third floor. If she didn't attack again, she would be too sorry for the efforts of the sisters.

So she came.

She thinks she is very beautiful, she is the most beautiful girl in her small country, and she is full of grace and envy.

While playing chess, she also held her cheeks lightly and knocked on the chess pieces leisurely, showing a charming or charming color.

But from beginning to end, this senior didn't look at himself more.

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

The girl deliberately prolonged time, thinking hard, and even talking sideways about her family's appearance, hoping to get a little wave in the other's eyes.

But Ning Changjiu only sees winning or losing.

Finally, she looked at the finished piece on her chessboard and cried.

One is because of Ning Changjiu’s ruthless and unrelenting cruelty, and the other is because she only discovered today that it turns out that they are deceiving in the palace to boast of their superb wisdom and intelligence...

Ning Changjiu heard her crying, feeling a little helpless, but not knowing how to comfort him, so he chose not to listen and went straight upstairs.

Mo Zhu looked at his leaving back, very angry, but after a while, he felt that the other party was really a gentleman, not moved by beauty, and always adhered to principles.

Ning Changjiu went up to the fourth floor.

On the other side, Lu Jiajia also went up to the fourth floor almost at the same time.

No matter how many geniuses there are in Middle-earth, where is her opponent of such a well-hardened sword?

The Dragon Mother's Banquet is luxurious and extravagant, and the leader on the sixth floor is even more difficult to say.

But these are for ordinary ascetics, not including them.

On the first floor of the Jianlou, there is a man in black holding a sword. The man who had always been drinking tea suddenly got up and walked upstairs.

"Mr. Seven, you..." His sword attendant was taken aback.

It stands to reason that if Mr. Seven can come to the Dragon Mother Banquet, he has sold a lot of face. How can this kind of sea country's petty play let him take it personally? What's more, at this level of competition, even if you shoot yourself, you might be able to win the championship.

The man called Mr. Seven said indifferently: "That woman is also the same body as the sword and spirit, but it's a pity that the road is crooked."

Sword Servant followed him, puzzled: "Which woman did the gentleman say?"

Mr. Seven didn't answer, just said: "You don't have to follow up. There are rules for this banquet. The winner can go upstairs. You will win the first floor."

Can this happen? Jian Shi was slightly displeased, but he had no choice but to agree.

Mr. Seven walked up, speaking indifferently: "How precious is the sword spirit, so violent? I will let her understand what a real sword is."