Sima Wuhua ignored Shang Yunjian, but looked at Luo Qingchen's action, with some approval in his eyes.

Although Luo Qingchen inherited Zhuge Linye's talent for cultivation, he did not receive the correct cultivation method for the immortal spirit body taught by the Holy Pavilion. However, he was already ahead of most of the immortal masters in the Holy Pavilion.

No wonder Shang Yunjian and Long Yao would trust her to resist everyone in the Holy Pavilion alone.

He was very angry about this.

Dongfang Xin and the three nobles were not in the Holy Pavilion at this time, and he found that he was not completely sure that everyone on Wu'an Sword Peak would stay here.

He was about to take action when the sound of a sword sounded in his ears.

"If you don't want the Holy Pavilion to collapse again, then come with me."

Shang Yunjian walked through the air amid loud laughter and quickly disappeared from Sima Wuhua's sight.

Sima Wuhua snorted coldly and quickly caught up.

It was not because he felt threatened by Shang Yunjian that he gave in, but because he really wanted to find a more open place to send the Wuan Sword Immortal on his way.

From beginning to end, he never took Shang Yunjian seriously.

And if he attacks with all his strength, the Holy Pavilion may not be able to withstand it.

Watching Shang Yunjian and Sima Wuhua turn into two streaks of light and disappear above the clouds, Long Yao also calmly extended an invitation to Zhuge Linye again.

Zhuge Linye shook his head slightly and moved his fingers in the air, causing the seven-color petals controlled by Luo Qingchen to stop instantly.

The sound of the flute stopped.

Long Yao stopped in front of Luo Qingchen, stretched out his hand to brush away the talisman floating in the wind, and said in a cold voice: "It seems that Mr. Zhuge is unwilling to keep the appointment."

Zhuge Linye shook his head and said: "It's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't."

"If I leave, the Holy Pavilion will be in danger."

Among the people in the Holy Pavilion, some people's expressions changed.

Zhuge Linye's implication was that they would be defeated at Luo Qingchen's hands.

Long Yao's eyes narrowed and he shook his head and said: "Unfortunately, you have to play this game."

Before he finished speaking, countless pieces of paper poured out from a wooden house on Wuanjian Peak.

There is ink on the paper, and the ink gathers to form a picture.

A picture is a formation.

Zhuge Linye's expression changed, and ten thousand talismans in his sleeves quickly appeared. It was the formation of ten thousand talismans that had sealed Fang Chengyu's life back then.

Fallen Yuan has the ability to erode and devour spiritual power, and is naturally capable of restraining the talisman formation drawn with spiritual power. Even so, Fang Chengyu still had to pay the price of his life before he could break out of the formation.

At that time, the Ten Thousand Talisman Formation was just a protective magic weapon given to Su Yi by Zhuge Linye, with only 50% of its original power.

The current building was built by Zhuge Linye with his own hands, waving his sword, and it was his full effort.

However, those ten thousand talismans came into contact with Long Yao's countless ink formations, and they began to collapse after persisting for dozens of breaths.

Zhuge Linye sighed.

He knew the reason for his failure.

The spiritual ink falls on the paper, forming an ink array. Thousands of changes are gathered on the paper, and so is its power.

As long as the spiritual ink does not dissipate, the power of the ink array will always exist.

Long Yao had preserved so many ink formations and gathered them into one large formation. He did not know how many years of hard work he had spent on them.

As for his Ten Thousand Talisman Formation, which was barely assembled in a hurry, it has fallen into absolute inferiority over time.

Moreover, he is indeed old.

Zhuge Linye let out a long sigh and could only watch the ink formation enveloping everyone in the Holy Pavilion. Even though there were many immortal-level masters among them who were resisting frantically, they could not break through the ink formation in a short time and were seriously injured by the counterattack of the ink formation.

Long Yao looked at Zhuge Linye calmly and said, "Mr. Zhuge, are you still unwilling now?"

Zhuge Linye clenched his fists slightly.

He finally understood Long Yao's plan.

Luo Qingchen was never the one to take action, she just came to distract him.

Shang Yunjian was not the winner, he was just here to lure Sima Wuhua away.

The real key has always been Long Yao.

She took advantage of his uncertainty and used the ink formation she had prepared for many years to suppress everyone in the Holy Pavilion, threatening their lives to force him to play against her.

Now Shengge and Wu'an Jianfeng are in a life-and-death struggle. He understands, but he is still angry.

Zhuge Linye sighed: "You are indeed the most dangerous person on Wu'an Sword Peak."

Long Yao didn't answer, but said: "Please."

Zhuge Linye glanced at Luo Qingchen and shook his head slightly.

Luo Qingchen looked at him and bowed, looking apologetic.

Zhuge Linye smiled.

He saw traces of himself on her face.

Even if she is standing on the opposite side of him now, she is still his daughter.

From the beginning, he owed her.

At the end of life, it would be nice to resolve a regret from that year.

He took a long breath, stretched out his hand and said, "Mr. Long Er, please."

…

Countless criss-crossing lines appeared in the sky.

There are thousands of talismans interlaced in each line, gradually forming a huge chessboard above the Holy Pavilion.

This chessboard covers the entire sky above the Holy Pavilion. Although it does not appear to have any lethality, it has actually separated the world inside and outside the chess game. If you step forward rashly, you will only be seriously injured by Fuyi.

This also means that no one can disrupt this game of chess.

Inside the chess game, Zhuge Linye was sitting in a wheelchair, facing Long Yao across the chessboard.

While the people in the Sheng Pavilion, suppressed by the Mo formation, were struggling, they couldn't help but raise their gazes to the sky. Their expressions were either nervous or solemn. In short, no one did not take this game of chess seriously.

Back then, the Xingluo chess game once obscured the sky of the Holy Pavilion. At that time, Long Yao openly dragged the chess game to a deadlock under the eyes of everyone in the Holy Pavilion. After delaying it for enough time, he left openly. Although the entire Holy Pavilion was

Everyone thought that Zhuge Linye should have won, but Zhuge Linye himself agreed with the draw.

The current chess game that has not yet begun may be a continuation of the history of that year, and no one wants to miss it.

Luo Qingchen took back his hand and looked at Long Yao and Zhuge Linye in the air with some trance.

She has a very complicated view of Zhuge Linye, because although the immortal master of the Sheng Pavilion gave her life, he did not provide her with any kind of nurturing and companionship.

Even if she fights, she won't know that she is Zhuge Linye's daughter.

She was willing to call him father, but that was all.

But she understood the look in Zhuge Linye's eyes before he left for the game, and only she could understand it.

He just wanted to put on a good show in front of his daughter.

This childish idea appeared in Zhuge Immortal Master of the Holy Pavilion. If other people in the Holy Pavilion knew about it, no one would believe it.

Luo Qingchen knew that all he wanted was to leave him with an unforgettable memory, at least after he left, she would not forget him.

This is a kind of guilty selfishness, the selfishness that Zhuge Linye finally indulged himself in.

Thinking of this, Luo Qingchen looked at the faint starlight in the sky with a complex expression, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

She took a deep breath, activated the seven elements, and surrounded her body with seven-color petals, forming a large net of elements. Under her instructions, it covered the ink formation, further strengthening the suppression of the practitioners of the Holy Pavilion.

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No matter what the outcome of the chess game is, she cannot let other possible variables happen now.

…

It is afternoon now, and the sun is shining brightly, but as the chessboard is formed above the Holy Pavilion, stars are shining above the clouds, covering the entire chessboard with a layer of silver.

Zhuge Linye stretched out his fingers, and the starlight moved accordingly, condensing into a white seed between his fingers.

He smiled, looked at the top of the clouds in front of him, and said with emotion: "I have always been curious about what kind of existence the stars are."

Long Yao nodded and said: "The Eye of the Sky turns into the sun and moon and looks down at the world. The incarnation does not include stars. How do thousands of stars exist and why do they appear in the night sky? Even the ancestors have not been able to answer."

A stream of spiritual ink gathered in the palm of her hand, gently touching the scattered starlight, like a child sucking her finger.

There is an extra layer of silver light on the spiritual ink, which makes the ink appear brighter and brighter. This is the sunspot.

Long Yao pointed casually, and Heizi was no longer in his hand.

A chess piece falls down and occupies the southeastern star position of the chess board. This move is firm and natural, with a strong sense of inviolability.

Zhuge Linye smiled faintly, responded casually, and said: "Indeed, otherwise Wenxianjun's fairyland would not be a stargazing map. This starry sky is full of mystery."

Long Yao stretched out his hand to take down a ray of starlight, and the spiritual ink turned into sunspots and fell down.

"The starry sky is vast and boundless. After thousands of years, it will eventually be recognized by human beings, just like the master who watched the stars for several months to create a stargazing map."

She gathered another chess piece, raised her head and looked at Zhuge Linye confidently, and said firmly: "As his disciple and master's disciple, if I can't even win this game of star chess, how can I face this starry sky?
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