In Yujing Mansion, the Ninth Prince asked Ye Futian and the others: "If you want to go up the mountain now, do you want to rest in Yujing Mansion first?"

"Go up the mountain." Ye Futian said that the purpose of their choice to come here was Qisheng Villa.

Nowadays, I believe that most of the people who come to Yujing Prefecture are on the mountain.

"Okay." The Ninth Young Master nodded, then led Ye Futian and his party to the mountain road behind Yujing Mansion.

Jinghua Mountain is very high. Qisheng Villa is built on the top of the mountain. It is built against the mountain, majestic and magnificent.

There are many people in Qisheng Villa, and their temperaments are extraordinary. At this moment, more people gather in a cliff in Qisheng Villa, which is also called Qifeng.

There were figures standing on the chess peaks, looking ahead, where there were nine huge chess boards, spread flat in the void, and each chess board was filled with wonderful power.

At this time, an extremely fierce chess battle was taking place on one of the chessboards.

The two people playing chess are a young man wearing a purple waist and long sword. Yushu is in the wind and has an extraordinary temperament. Opposite him is an old man, who looks ordinary, but his temperament is as calm as a mountain, as if he is integrated with a chessboard.

The two of them stood on the chessboard. The young man waved his palm and suddenly a chess piece fell from the sky, like a sharp sword inserted into a position. The moment the chess piece fell, it gave people the feeling that it was like a very strong sword rule penetrated through.

The old man waved casually, and with a loud bang, the chess piece fell down and fell on the chessboard. The mountains trembled, and an invisible pressure came, suppressing the eruption of the sword intent.

"Is this a chess battle?" Ye Futian said.

For ordinary people, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are all used to cultivate sentiments and cultivate mind and nature. However, for practitioners, in addition to these, the more important thing is to fight.

If you cannot fight when practicing is useless, who will spend a lot of energy on it?

The name of the Chess Saint is not because of his unparalleled chess skills, but because his chess is extraordinary, just like a piano sound and a painter.

When he was young, he had a battle of piano painting with Zhou Mu, a disciple of Donghai City's painting saint. His fourth senior brother Xue Ye has the soul of calligraphy and is good at calligraphy. He once met a cultivator with chess as a formation in Alchemy City.

But this is his first time seeing a chess battle in the true sense.

"Yes." The Ninth Prince nodded and pointed to the young man in the chess battle and said, "This person is named Li Mu. He is a powerful swordsman from the saint list. He is a very famous swordsman of the young generation. He has outstanding talent. The sword fairy is not only good at swords, but also at the sword formation. Li Mu has obtained his true teachings, so he is naturally the same. His sword formation is amazing. To get to this chess peak, he deliberately learns chess and integrates it into the chess path. Now he has a deep attainment, but at present, it is difficult for him to even crack the first game."

Li Mu smiled and looked at Ye Futian and said, "So, you have no hope. Of course, if there are any of you who are good at this, you can give it a try."

"The Ninth Young Master also brought people to Qisheng Villa." At this time, someone spoke with a smile on a huge rock next to him.

"Join in the fun." The Ninth Young Master responded with a smile.

The man glanced at Ye Futian and his party. This group of people had extraordinary temperaments, but there were so many extraordinary people who came to Qisheng Villa, but for most people, they were just here to play, that's all.

Ye Futian continued to watch the chess game. As the two chess pieces continued to fall, Li Mu's expression became more and more serious, and his moves became slower and slower. Sweat was faintly seeping out of his palms.

As his palm swung, a sword energy flowed across the void and fell, and a terrifying destructive force swept through the chessboard, but it was suppressed and stabilized by many chess pieces beside him.

The old man also waved his palm, and a dull loud noise came out in an instant. Suddenly, a group of chess pieces transformed from sword energy were directly shattered, and the sword energy was annihilated, turned into nothingness, and was destroyed by life.

Ye Futian gave birth to an extremely mysterious feeling. He used his great freedom to visualize his thoughts. The next moment, he seemed to see that the two of them were not playing chess, but were on the battlefield on the chessboard. Many sword energy scattered in the battlefield, and each sword was extremely sharp, trying to kill all enemies.

At this time, another sword fell, causing many swords to resonate with each other. The sword tinnitus was trying to break the shackles and wipe out the opponent's chess pieces.

But at this moment, the old man fell down, and with a loud clang, Ye Futian vaguely saw an extremely huge golden tripod suppressing it, suppressing the sword energy tightly to prevent its power from bursting out.

Many swords were buzzing and trembling, as if they were shaking, and they were at risk of being destroyed at any time.

Li Muli shouted, and he pointed his hands forward, and a sword fell from the sky, turning into a chess piece and descending to the chessboard battlefield. In an instant, all the swords seemed to turn into a terrifying sword formation, and they were about to take shape.

But at this moment, a dull sound came out, and the boundless heavy chess pieces slowly landed in one direction.

The moment the chess piece landed on the board, it directly shattered a sword domain and interrupted the sword formation. At the same time, the golden tripod burst into dazzling light, sweeping down from the light curtain, conquering all the swords into it, unable to break through.

Li Mu groaned, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, his face looked a little pale, and the sword intent was surrounded by the sky, but hesitated and hesitated.

Finally, a ruthless look flashed in his eyes, and a sword killed his heart and landed in the center of the opponent's chess piece. When the chess piece fell, an invisible destructive force swept out, and the sword formation gathered again, causing cracks to appear on the opponent's golden tripod.

The old man looked motionless, then waved his hand and fell down. When the son fell down, Li Mu's face turned pale without any blood. One side of the sword formation was swallowed and destroyed and dissipated, turning into dust.

Subsequently, other chess pieces were completely swallowed and disrupted, and could no longer condense and form, and a plate of loose sand was scattered.

"I lost." Li Mu smiled bitterly and shook his head. He had not passed this first level. The name of Chess Saint is indeed well-known. Although he is not good at chess skills, for practitioners, playing chess is naturally a very simple thing and is easy to master because the practitioners have strong deduction ability. However, Chess Saint has become superb in the chess path and has set up nine games at will, which has stumped most people.

"Mr. Li has made rapid progress. If you comprehend for a while, you can break this situation." The old man said, and Li Mu nodded. Naturally, he would not retreat because he lost. Even if he could not inherit the chessboard of the Painting Saint, this was also a kind of practice for him.

"Excellent." Behind Ye Futian, the wise king of Wanxiang said: "Use chess formation, step by step, and contains endless changes, but in the end it seems to return to the original source."

"Uncle Master can play chess?" Ye Futian asked.

"The way of practice is to connect all dharmas. If you want to understand it, you will understand it." Wanxiang said.

"This charlatan."

Ye Futian muttered in his heart, of course he wouldn't say anything.

"What do you mean?" Ye Futian was a little curious.

"Playing chess is like setting up a formation, and step by step is the process of game between the two sides. In fact, the process of playing games between the two sides is also a mental arithmetic process. Calculate where the other party may make a move and how you deal with it. As long as you can calculate all changes and form a chess game in your mind, although you cannot win, at least you will not lose. Therefore, playing chess should be very simple." Wanxiang said.

Ye Futian's eyes flashed. This uncle, the genius master, was a star wise man, and he could even calculate the fate of others. What could he do to calculate a chessboard?

The Ninth Master looked at the Xianjun of Wanxiang in shock. Is this old guy crazy?

Calculate all the changes?

"How many places can a chessboard have? Every move will change different possibilities, which means that there will be endless changes in a game, and it is impossible to completely deduce it. Do you have to calculate all the changes?" He looked at everything with a strange look. Although what the other party said makes sense, and the teacher said that this is also the way to chess skills, it was a bit whimsical.

Of course, playing chess is very simple. People in the world can do it, but why is there only one chess saint in Kyushu?

"It doesn't need to be that complicated, you just need to calculate the chess player." Wanxiang said naturally.

"Crazy." The Ninth Master muttered, but then smiled: "Why, old man go and try it?"

Wanxiang looked at Ye Futian and others and asked, "Who do you want to try a chess battle?"

Ye Futian blinked, then looked at the people around him and asked, "Who will go?"

However, he saw everyone's eyes looking at each other, which made Ye Futian look dark. Do you still need the palace master to do it yourself?

"Xu Que." Ye Futian shouted, and Xu Que looked away. The words of the charlatan of Wanxiang are not true or false, and they are doubtful.

"Qianchou." Ye Futian said again, Zui Qianchou took out the wine gourd to drink.

"Seventh Brother." Ye Futian looked at Yi Xiaoshi again. The fat man looked at him lazily, showing a look of contempt.

Ye Futian's face turned completely dark. Where is the majesty of the Palace Master?

Forget it, as the palace lord, you should have the demeanor and not have the same knowledge as them.

Thinking of Ye Futian walking out, he soon landed on the chessboard. In an instant, he felt a wonderful force covering him, as if the power that could be used on this chessboard was limited, so as to avoid relying on the realm to crush the opponent during chess and violating the fairness of the chess battle.

"Please give me advice." Ye Futian bowed.

"You go down first." The old man spoke.

"Senior, please, please." Ye Futian said, how could he know how to do it if the other party didn't go down?

The old man didn't say much, and waved his palm and the first word fell, as heavy as Mount Tai. In an instant, Ye Futian felt the heavy pressure. At this moment, he seemed not playing chess, but on the battlefield.

Ye Futian is waiting.

"You can go down as you like." Wanxiang said.

Ye Futian had the urge to beat someone up. Don’t say that he couldn’t play chess. Even if he was really proficient, how could he be the opponent of the people in Qisheng Villa?

The palm waved, and the power of rules bloomed, merged into the chess piece, landed in a place, and a dull sound came out, like a star falling down.
Chapter completed!