Mysterious fluctuations spread across these stone tables. From a distance, a snowman stood beside the stone tables.
This mountain road spreads up to the highest peak of Wutian Mountain, and its stone tables also spread out. Looking up from a distance, there are countless them.
On Wutian Mountain, there are many houses. This house is not gorgeous, it can be said to be simple, with wisps of smoke floating out.
There were dozens of figures standing at the end of this long road. Their bodies were all covered with a layer of white snow, and the only sound left here was the roar of the cold wind.
At the head were five old men. These five men were dressed in loose green coats. They had white hair and red faces. Behind these five men stood some middle-aged men and young people.
These five people are the five Wutian sects of Wutian Sect, namely Wuzong, Qin Sect, Chess Sect, Shu Sect, and Painting Sect, and this Wuzong is the leader of Wutian Sect.
The five people stood quietly in the wind and snow, their eyes falling on a tall figure below.
Not only the eyes of the five people looked like this, but the eyes of other people also looked like this, all falling on the tall figure below.
In the wind and snow, this tall figure looked so eye-catching.
Wearing a green shirt, with long black hair hanging casually behind his back, this man's expression did not change due to everyone's gaze, but he was completely immersed in the chessboard in front of him.
This man looked quite handsome, but his face was a little pale, and he coughed several times, giving him a sickly look.
The sound of coughing was drowned out by the roar of the wind. The young man stared motionlessly at the chessboard in front of him. The black and white chess pieces were scattered in an orderly manner, and the floating snowflakes were bounced away before they even touched the chessboard.
The black and white chess pieces seem to be scattered around the chess pieces in a messy manner, but if you look closely, you will find that the positions of these chess pieces seem to follow a certain pattern.
As the saying goes, one flower and one world, one tree and floating life, one grass and one paradise, one leaf and one Tathagata, one sand and one bliss, one square and one pure land, one smile and one worldly connection, and one thought and one tranquility.
And this chess piece is a whole world. The young man's mind is completely immersed in this endgame and he cannot extricate himself.
The young man's eyes were sometimes confused, sometimes clear, and his right hand suddenly raised. His movement immediately attracted everyone's attention. Everyone held their breath and waited for the young man's next move.
The cold air was overwhelming, and its white aura emerged from the young man's fingertips, eventually forming a white seed.
Raising his right hand again, the young man's right hand turned into a stream of light, and his fingertips quickly pointed towards the chessboard, and the white piece fell on the chessboard.
Bang! A roaring sound resounded, and the originally calm chessboard suddenly shook. The terrifying sword energy circulated on the chessboard and filled the air.
Bang bang! Under this sword energy, the young man took a few steps back, his face getting paler.
The sword energy enveloped the chessboard, and the sword energy eventually turned into a sunspot, which appeared strangely and landed on the chessboard.
A flash of bright red appeared at the corner of his mouth. Wiping away the blood, the young man took a few steps forward and stood in front of the chess piece again, looking at the chess piece and thinking hard.
Everyone said nothing and looked at the young man quietly. After nearly half an hour, the young man raised his right hand again. Just like before, his spiritual energy emerged from the fingertips, and a white stone emerged.
The young man glanced at the chessboard hesitantly, then his eyes condensed and his right finger suddenly dropped.
Bang bang! The roar resounded again, and the white pieces transformed by spiritual energy fell on the chessboard. All the white pieces on the chessboard vibrated, and a terrifying coercion spread out, making people palpitate.
At the same time, an astonishing sword intent emerged from within the chessboard, as if it was about to break through the clouds.
This sword intention turned into a black piece, emerged and landed on the chessboard. In an instant, all the white pieces on the chessboard shattered.
At the same time, this sword intent seemed to have materialized and surged toward the young man.
Under pressure, the young man took a few steps back and fell down dozens of steps. His long black hair was flying messily, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Looking at the chessboard with slightly dim eyes, the young man sighed sadly, bowed slightly to Wuzong at the top of the steps, and said: "Master, this disciple is incompetent!"
Hearing this, everyone sighed slightly. Undoubtedly, this young man failed again.
Looking at the endgame on the chessboard, Wu Zong stepped out, his snow-like long hair blowing in the wind. Looking up, Wu Zong looked like an ordinary old man.
Raising his right hand slightly, Wu Zong casually flicked it forward, and a soft energy emerged, finally injecting into the young man's body, and the young man's pale complexion also improved.
Looking at the talented disciple in front of him who is said to be a rare genius disciple of Wu Tianzong, Wu Zong smiled faintly and said: "Chess Sword, my master did not solve this chess game until he was forty years old, but you only had to be thirty years old.
, the future is long, as long as you think about it slowly, one day, you will definitely solve the chess game!"
Qi Jian, the eldest disciple of Wu Tian Zong, heard this, Qi Jian bowed slightly and said: "Disciple understands!"
Seeing that his talented disciple had not lost confidence due to failure, Wu Zong just smiled and was about to speak, but a plain voice resounded from the sky: "Sword God Sect Luoxia Peak follows the wind to visit Guizong!"
The dull sound resounded through the sky, and at this moment, the sound of the piano and the sound of the wind seemed to disappear.
This is the only voice left in the world, resounding non-stop and hovering above Wutian Mountain.
Hearing this, the faces of Wutian's five sects all changed slightly. They raised their heads, took a few steps forward, and looked down.
The eyes of several people seemed to have traveled through space. At the foot of Nawutian Mountain, two thin figures emerged.
In the wind and snow, Ye Shaohan and Su Feixuan came on foot and stopped. Ye Shaohan raised his head and looked at the Wutian Mountain in front of him, which was shaped like a guqin, with a hint of contemplation in his eyes.
Although he still hadn't gone up the mountain, Ye Shaohan felt a heart-stopping trend on this mountain.
This general trend was completely accumulated by the Wutian Sect for thousands of years. A long road spread out from the foot of the mountain, like a winding dragon.
On this long road, Ye Shaohan actually felt the presence of several sword intentions.
Standing up, Ye Shaohan shouted: "Sword God Sect Luoxia Peak Sui Feng has been ordered by the peak master to come to visit your sect!"
After a few breaths, Ye Shaohan felt several powerful auras coming from him. As if he felt the eyes of Wu Tian's five sects, Ye Shaohan raised his head and looked towards the end of the mountain road.
There, Ye Shaohan felt several powerful auras, especially those five auras, which made people palpitate.
Among them, four of the five auras belong to the peak of the fake Lingzong realm, while the other aura is the strongest, as if it is the Lingzong realm.
"Compared to Sword Valley and Lianyun Sect, the strength of Wutian Sect is obviously stronger!" Soul power spread out, Ye Shaohan felt the breath of Wutian Mountain and murmured softly.
Even though it was just the gazes of five people, it was enough to give people an inexplicable pressure.
Bang! Su Feixuan took a few steps back, her face a little pale. Seeing this, Ye Shaohan stepped forward and his eyes became sharp.
At the end of the long road, a look of astonishment appeared on the faces of Wu Tian's five sects.
In particular, the four sects of Qin, Qi, Calligraphy and Painting had a look of shock in their eyes, and they felt an aura of threat from this young man.
The age of the latter was beyond the expectations of the five Wutian sects. Looking at each other, the five of them saw a hint of shock in each other's eyes.
Shaking his head slightly, Wu Zong sighed slightly: "It turns out that several years have passed, and the Sword God Sect has come to send sword notes again!"
"Time flies!" Shu Zong also sighed: "However, the Sword God Sect envoy who came this time is quite strong, and he is also so young!"
Hearing this, the expressions of the Wu Tian Sect disciples and Qi Jian behind him changed. This Shu Sect had never praised anyone before, but today he actually praised a person from outside the sect.
"There are talented people from generation to generation, and each has led the way for hundreds of years!" Hua Zong smiled faintly, and subconsciously looked at Qi Jian. Among the disciples of Wutian Sect, only Qi Jian could compare with him.
"Senior brother! Since the Sword God Sect envoy has arrived, I will handle it according to the previous rules!" Qin Zong bowed slightly and said to Wu Zong.
Hearing this, Wu Zong nodded slightly, but when he caught a glimpse of the long road below, Wu Zong's eyes flashed with light, and he chuckled: "However, this time there will be more tests!"
"Add more tests?" The other four sects were all stunned. According to the rules of previous years, as long as the messenger can defeat the strongest disciple in the sect, then the Wutian Sect will take over the sword post, and there will be no other tests.
"Compared to other sects, Wu Tian Sect does not pay special attention to the training of martial arts. Therefore, our sect's skills are also on the gentle side. Fighting with others is not what Wu Tian Sect is good at." Wu Zong said calmly.
The figure slowly floated up and stood in the air, and his deep voice floated out: "I am Wu Zong, the leader of Wutian Sect. First of all, on behalf of Wutian Sect, I welcome the arrival of the envoy from the Sword God Sect!"
After saying that, Wu Zong's figure turned into a stream of light and jumped downwards. Seeing this, the other four sects followed closely behind.
Standing quietly in the wind and snow, the deep voice of Qi Wuzong came. Hearing the words, Ye Shaohan suddenly raised his head and looked upward, where five rainbows emerged.
The sword light flashed across the sky, and five figures emerged. They were five members of Wutian's five sects.
Raising his head, Ye Shaohan looked calmly at the five people who suddenly appeared. On the surface, these five people looked no different from ordinary old people, but Ye Shaohan could feel the heart-stopping power within these five people.
Compared with the sect leaders of Sword Valley and Lianyun Sect, these five people lacked the fierce aura of warriors, but had more of the elegant temperament unique to scholars.
When Ye Shaohan looked at the five people, the five people also looked at Ye Shaohan. This young man had a unique temperament, with a bit more of a dusty air.
Under the gazes of the five people, Su Feixuan felt an inexplicable pressure, and her body involuntarily leaned towards Ye Shaohan.
Seeing this, Ye Shaohan took a step forward, blocked the sight of the five people, made a sword salute to the five people, cupped his hands and said: "Sword God Sect Luoxia Peak disciple Sui Feng has met five seniors!"