The Tianshang Immortal City was filled with people.
Some people recognized the figure who was carrying the girl on his back, like a brother, but refused to be seen thousands of miles away, and they all retreated thousands of feet.
There are also people who don't know who this person is, let alone don't care.
Qin Xuan, carrying red clothes on his back, walked step by step in the fairy city.
Just when he reached a place in the city, a voice stopped Qin Xuan.
"Your Excellency, there is an endgame here. How about you give it a try?"
Among the crowds, there was an old Taoist, sitting quietly with a wooden plate in front of him.
Many people gathered around here, some were worried and confused, and some were deeply involved.
But this old man didn't look at anyone in the crowd.
He looked at the white clothes, the red clothes, and the indifferent eyes.
Qin Xuan looked sideways at the old Taoist.
"Brother Changqing, that person seems to be calling you, but playing chess is too boring." Hong Yi muttered: "Let's go somewhere else!"
Qin Xuan was carrying red clothes on his back. He turned around and looked at the old Taoist.
"If he cares about me and leaves, what's the harm?"
Qin Xuan took a step forward, and the crowd in front of him involuntarily moved out of the way.
"Who is this person!?"
"This chessboard is difficult even for the Immortal Lord to understand. Judging from this person's appearance, it seems that he has never cultivated anything!"
"Is it because our level is too low, or does this person have a secret method to hide his cultivation?"
Many people looked at Qin Xuan with confusion.
After the two major immortals were banned, Qin Xuan would not show any trace of his aura.
At this moment, he seemed like a person who used secret techniques to hide his cultivation, more like a mortal.
Qin Xuan, carrying red clothes on his back, walked up to the old man.
His eyes fell on the wooden disk, and he saw that there were seventeen black stones on the wooden disk, but there were one hundred and six white stones.
"Your Excellency can hold the black man!"
The old Taoist spoke and looked at Qin Xuan with a smile.
This old man has a thin face, narrow eyes, and all his hair is pale, without any strange color.
Wearing a gray Taoist shirt, there is no hint of cultivation.
Qin Xuan watched the chess game quietly with calm eyes. This chess game was the end game of heaven.
Xu Wushang likes this the most, leaving the Heavenly Dao chessboard for others to crack. If it can be broken, Xu Wushang will be respected and he will gain great luck and merit.
In this era, there are a total of 372 people who have cracked the chessboard of heaven, and every one of them has become a saint.
Among them, sixteen became great emperors.
Xu Wushang is integrated with the way of heaven and knows all the past and present lives of all living beings. With his basic qualifications, how can the person she chooses be mediocre?
Qin Xuan looked at the chessboard, and the red man behind him also stepped off his back.
Hongyi looked at the chessboard, she secretly took a black stone and was about to place it.
"kindness……"
The old Taoist suppressed the sunspot without leaving any trace, grabbed it at his fingertips, shook his head and made a soft sound, signaling Hong Yi not to mess around.
"Stingy!" Hongyi's cheeks bulged high on both sides.
At this moment, the old Taoist's complexion changed slightly, and the sunspot was taken away from his fingertips.
Within Qin Xuan's fingertips, a sunspot quietly appeared on the chessboard.
"There are thirty-three ways to break this chessboard. These are the ways ordinary people can break it!"
Qin Xuan's finger fell lightly, and he saw the sunspot falling on the chessboard. On the chessboard, the thirty-three mark fell, but the sunspot was always at his fingertips.
The old man's eyes moved slightly. He looked at the chessboard. Immediately, his eyes trembled slightly.
On this chessboard, every word dropped can delay the dead end.
It was just a delay, but the remaining sons were not left behind.
"This chessboard is guaranteed to die.
The situation represents the supreme, invincible, and indestructible way of heaven!" Qin Xuan said indifferently, "If you can delay one step, you can gain the holy path!"
He glanced at the old Taoist indifferently, "How many points did you lose without losing!?"
The old man raised his head and looked into Qin Xuan's indifferent eyes.
"The thirty-two sons were finally burned to the ground!"
The old Taoist sighed softly, "Your Excellency knows who owns this chessboard, and can see through the thirty-three methods of delaying at a glance. The old Taoist admires it!"
"However, delay does not mean breaking. What can the thirty-three methods do?"
Qin Xuan said indifferently: "You haven't fallen yet, how do you know I can't break it?"
The old Taoist had expected it and was not surprised.
"Your Excellency, let's make a move!"
The words spoken by the two people were in each other's ears and were never transmitted to the third person.
"What is this guy doing?"
"I think he can't break it, right?"
"interesting!"
All around, the onlookers had different expressions, looking at the old man in gray and the young man in white.
Qin Xuan was indifferent, he shook his fingers, and the sunspot turned into nothingness in an instant.
Immediately, on the middle finger of Qin Xuan's right hand, a drop of golden blood flew out from the nail and fell on the fingertip.
"What!?"
"What is this guy going to do!?"
Everyone around was surprised, and even the old Taoist couldn't help but be slightly startled.
"Thirty-three methods, the highest one, can delay fifty-seven pieces, but none of them are my Qin Changqing's methods!" Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent. On his fingertips, the chess pieces were condensed with golden blood. He pinched the chess pieces and was about to fall.
Vaguely, ripples appeared in the air in Qin Xuan's palm, spreading in all directions.
The old Taoist's pupils were slightly condensed. He looked at Qin Xuan with ripples in his pupils.
In an instant, afterimages and strong winds arose around the chessboard.
When Qin Xuan and the old Taoist encountered each other, the strong wind was like a field, covering their eyes and making it difficult for people to see clearly what was going on.
Afterwards, the area dispersed, and strong winds swept in all directions, causing onlookers to involuntarily peek through the strong wind and look into it.
Qin Xuan was seen sitting cross-legged quietly on the same spot, as was the old man.
The difference is that there is no trace of the chessboard between the two, except for a gold-blooded chess piece.
Qin Xuan stood up slowly, pulled Hongyi and said, "Let's go!"
The old man raised his head, looked at Qin Xuan, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.
He looked at the chess piece, and finally collected it in his palm.
When Qin Xuan took blood as his son, the old Taoist knew what Qin Xuan was going to do.
Since it was a certain death situation, Qin Changqing's method was to kill Pan with his son.
When he noticed it, the veteran had already stopped him. How could the chessboard be destroyed so easily?
Qin Xuan has not touched the immortal essence, and the old Taoist will naturally not do it either.
In that short confrontation, the two exchanged seventy-six moves.
In the end, Qin Xuan's fingers were like swords, and he slashed a crack on Lao Tao's sleeve, and the piece landed on the chessboard.
One word, destroying seventeen black stones and one hundred and six white stones.
The chessboard was directly destroyed into nothingness by the power of this piece.
The old man took a deep breath and looked at Qin Xuan's back quietly.
"Seventy-six moves, all of them can defeat me or break me. If we are in the same situation, I am afraid that the old Taoist will not be my opponent!"
"No, even if you are two levels below me, I may not be able to win!"
The old Taoist sighed softly and looked at Qin Xuan, "The immortal butcher Qin Changqing is well-deserved."
"Qing Emperor, it's okay not to fight!"
The old man turned around and entered the crowd, but his figure was like a phantom, gradually dispersing into nothingness, leaving everyone with confused faces.
"Brother Changqing, who is that stingy old Taoist priest?" Hongyi asked, blinking.
"What a great guy." Qin Xuan said calmly.
Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent, looking at the world in the distance.
One of the three sons of Shengtian left his previous life, and for millions of years, he single-handedly controlled the seven forbidden lands, and was named Emperor Hunyuan, 7.6 billion years ago.
One son stayed in this life and became emperor in 3,600 years. He broke the chessboard of Heaven twenty-five times and abandoned the holy throne of Heaven twenty-five times. In Qin Xuan's previous life, he was known as the first person under Qing Emperor and the closest person to Qing Emperor Qin Changqing.
One child stayed in the future, a great calamity came, the Nine Netherworlds of the Underworld Imperial Clan were destroyed, and one of them stepped forward to kill two great emperor beings born in the forbidden land due to the great calamity, one great emperor being was born during the great calamity, and one person trapped five great emperor beings.
eleven years.
As Qin Xuan stepped forward, Hongyi couldn't help but ask: "It's amazing, is he famous?"
"It will happen in the future!" Qin Xuan responded.
This man, in his previous life, was under His Majesty the Qing Emperor, one of the five heavenly courts, and the master of the Taoist court.
The Taoist Emperor Hunyuan has one hundred and eight holy places under his command.