Chapter 322: The slap in the face came too quickly!
Ye Junlin smiled.
So what if he is a chess master?
I still controlled him!
Although the chess master represents the highest level of chess, there are differences between chess masters.
Just like cultivators of the same realm, there is a difference in strength!
Because the stronger you are, the stronger you are, which also applies to chess. Ye Junlin can always predict the opponent's moves like a prophet, thus achieving the conditions for winning.
Just when Ye Junlin thought it was over and just got up to leave, an old voice from nowhere echoed in the space,
"The first round is over, and the second round of chess begins!"
Then, the shadow of the old man sitting opposite became more solid, and his dull face showed more subtle expressions.
"Hmm?"
Ye Junlin was a little surprised, "Is this a two-win game? Or does it mean until you win the last round?"
"Hey, how many rounds are there in total! Why don't you explain it clearly!"
As soon as the voice fell.
An old voice slowly sounded inside the space,
"There are a total of 1 rounds of chess games, and the trialer must win the last round to win the final victory!"
"So that's it."
Ye Junlin nodded.
For him, it's nothing more than spending more time.
He is stronger when facing a strong opponent, and he will definitely win in the end!
Outside world.
The monks are waiting for good news.
What they don't know is that in a secret place 500 miles away from the Sunset Mountains, there are peach trees planted all over the mountains, and the fragrance of flowers is refreshing.
On the stone table, there are two cups of tea.
In each cup of tea, peach petals float quietly.
"Fellow Daoist Situ, please."
"Thank you."
Situ Yan picked up the teacup and took a sip calmly. The fragrance of tea overflowed in the taste buds, with a faint peach fragrance, which made people linger.
And sitting opposite him was a white-haired old man.
The old man was wearing dark blue clothes, and his hair was fixed with a wooden hairpin. He had white hair and a youthful face, and he looked like an immortal. He was filled with an ethereal aura.
If there were any monks participating in the chess game at the scene, they would be surprised to find that this old man in blue was extremely similar to the chess player!
It can even be said that they were exactly the same!
Situ Yan put down his teacup and stared at the old man in front of him with burning eyes.
This was the second resurrector he found. This time it was a human race, and his Taoist name was Guanqi Jushi.
Just like last time, when he found the other party to cooperate, the other party was not happy at first, until he offered generous conditions and analyzed the future situation, the other party was convinced.
Now that the Kunlun world is about to fall, it will be more beneficial to future development to be able to join a strong force during this period.
After all, the strong who can choose to sleep from ancient times until they wake up in the present world basically hold the idea of changing their fate, otherwise they would have gone to the fairyland long ago, why would they stay in Kunlun Realm?
Therefore, facing the conditions proposed by Situ Yan, it is difficult for Guanqi Jushi not to be moved.
He wants to go higher, and at the same time he wants to save his life.
The power of the Light Clan in the Hall Realm is huge, and it will be the master of Kunlun Realm in the future. Isn't it a talisman for him?
Moreover, Guanqi Jushi also knows how weak the Kunlun Realm is in the universe. The starry sky tribes are eyeing it covetously, and even the fairyland can barely protect itself.
In order to protect himself, Guanqi Jushi agreed to cooperate with Situ Yan.
He is not a stubborn person. He seems to be very opportunistic and good at exploiting loopholes. Even if he sacrifices himself, he doesn't care!
For example, this chess game on the ground was a bait he released to the public, specifically to trap the monks who came for free!
Such a meticulous trap, even Situ Yan was impressed.
It must be said that this is a talent!
"Fellow Daoist Situ, after the chess game I set up is over and their luck is completely harvested, I will start the next plan with you."
"Please be patient."
The chess master took a sip from the teacup, with a faint smile on his old face.
This time, the immortal fate was deliberately fabricated by him, with the gimmick that even if you lose, you can get a reward, to attract all kinds of monks to come for free, and the purpose is to harvest their luck.
The reason why it is a chance is actually because every time, a percentage of the luck will be harvested, and this chance is enough to make the monks' luck, not even a little bit left!
However, the reward is real, but for Guanqi Jushi, this old monster, he has already accumulated countless materials and treasures, so what if he distributes some of his wealth?
Moreover, those things are low-grade goods for the ancient immortal kings, but they are very helpful for the cultivators at this stage!
This is why so many cultivators from the outer world are scrambling to take advantage.
Guanqi Jushi is interested in the kind of mentality that likes to take advantage!
In layman's terms, he likes to get things for free!
After all, in the secular world, even the rich will not give up an inch for the sake of petty profits, not to mention the serious involution of the cultivation world, which will fight for resources.
And every time a cultivator who participates in the chess game loses an opportunity, his own luck will be predetermined by the chess game.
As long as the chess game is tied, the luck will be officially harvested and transferred to Guanqi Jushi through a kind of contractual relationship!
Guanqi Jushi has always believed that if you want to go higher and further, luck is actually the key.
People with bad luck will go smoothly and be favored by the Tao.
People with bad luck are often trapped in a killing game and eventually fall.
Therefore, what Guanqi Jushi wants to do is to help people with bad luck!
But luck is something that has always existed with you. If you want to improve your luck, you must use some special method.
As a layman who watches chess, he is good at studying chess. Even in ancient times, he was qualified to be unparalleled in chess!
At the same time, he is an out-and-out geek. He combines his Taoism and chess skills to innovate his own magical method!
Especially the chess game, although it does not have direct lethality, it is better because it can secretly steal luck, which is already very scary.
The layman watching chess began to look forward to it. Once the chess game is over, how much luck will he get?
Layman Guanqi looks down upon the luck of ordinary monks. What he wants most is the luck of arrogant or even evildoers.
This kind of person's luck is of great value.
A drop of water and a sea, the difference between the two is clear at a glance.
That's when.
He'll be able to take off completely!
In this era, 늅 is the Immortal Emperor, or even a higher level!
The thin man standing behind Situ Yan couldn't help but said when he saw the expectant look on the chess layman's face:
"By the way, if someone can win the chess game, wouldn't your success fall short?"
That's right, the key to breaking the game is for someone to clear the next round of checkpoints. In this way, the chess game will be cracked and the luck of all the monks who participated will not be harvested.
But for lay people watching chess who loose their money, it is like trying to draw water from a bamboo basket but getting nothing.
"Da놀, don't be rude!" Situ Yan scolded coldly.
"Yes..." Da 놀 lowered his head.
The strange thing is that instead of being annoyed, the layman watching chess raised his head and laughed, as if he heard some joke.
The laughter shook the peach blossom trees all over the mountains and fields, and the petals were flying like a dream.
Situ Yan raised his eyebrows, "Excuse me, why are you laughing?"
"I lost my composure for a moment, I'm sorry." The layman watching chess wiped the tears of laughter from the corners of his eyes, waved his hands and vowed: "In the Kunlun world, if I am ranked first in chess skills, no one dares to call me second!"
"Not to mention, it's in today's world!"
"Not to mention even breaking through the next level, absolutely no one can break the first level!"
The layman watching chess spoke firmly, revealing great confidence, "I'm not afraid to tell you that the clone I left behind in the first round is already at the level of a chess saint, the same as I was at the beginning of the year!"
"And the clone in the second round is already as skilled as I am in chess!"
The layman watching chess had a meaningful look on his face and stroked his beard, "As for the first round, haha..."
Hearing this, Situ Yan and Da Nei found out.
In a word:
This old fox is just here to torture people!
Let alone the first round of the chess game, no one can win in the first two rounds.
suddenly.
The layman watching chess seemed to sense something, and the smile on his face froze for an instant, and then his pupils trembled sharply, and he lost his voice in shock:
"This, this is impossible!!!"
Situ Yan and the others were shocked. Why is this smelly old man so crazy?
"Fellow Taoist Guanqi, what are you..."
at this time.
Watching the chess game, the layman fell into a state of uneasiness. Beads of sweat dripped from his forehead. His face was extremely ugly and he said:
"Someone has broken through the first two levels set by me and is now preparing for the third round!"