Juntian map

Luo Changfeng has many questions.

For example, why did the Jiuchun Mountains and Rivers walk along the way look like the scene depicted by the map of the country and the rivers? However, there is no record of this mountain gate in the map of the mountain and rivers.

To get straight to the point, who is the figure in the pavilion covered with time? Why is he waiting here for ten thousand years? Why is he himself waiting for?

Luo Changfeng did not climb the mountain.

He stood at the foot of the mountain, looking at the green pavilion from afar.

Perhaps out of caution, if a person who is immortal for thousands of years appears in front of him, any normal person would be wary.

"Who are you?"

Luo Changfeng stared at the figure like a stone statue in the pavilion.

The breeze blows away the dust and sand above the "stone statue", but the dust and sand seem to be endless.

Another low and thick sound spread between the nine mountains and rivers and came into my ears.

"Tian Jiu Blade."

Luo Changfeng was shocked and took a step back unconsciously. He seemed to see the figure buried by the dust of thousands of years of time speaking.

The Nine Blade of Heaven.

What a long time ago this is a name that has always existed in legends.

The most powerful person in the world of cultivation between heaven and earth, and the first great powerhouse who has cultivated through the world and escaped from the cycle of reincarnation, is now in front of him? Is the stone figure whose figure has long been covered by wind and sand?

"Are you waiting for me?"

Luo Changfeng asked quietly in an incredible tone.

There is really a way to predict the unknown in this world? Can a person who lived ten thousand years ago actually expect his reunion with him today ten thousand years later?

Luo Changfeng could not convince himself to believe it. Because of this method, even the old man Tianji from Tianji Pavilion could not do it.

There is an echo between heaven and earth: "Of course I'm waiting for you."

Luo Changfeng blurted out: "Why me?"

Luo Changfeng saw it clearly this time, and it was indeed the human-shaped stone statue in the pavilion that opened its mouth.

That's not a stone statue.

He was obviously a person, a person who had been waiting for ten thousand years and then weathered into stone.

"To be precise, I am waiting for people who can make the complete Juntian map reappear in the world."

"Senior may be wrong. Although Changfeng has a map of the country, mountains and rivers, it is just one of the seven maps of Juntian, not a complete map of heaven."

Luo Changfeng was a little calmer. However, the next sentence that spread between heaven and earth completely subverted his understanding of the sky map.

Tian Jiu Ren said, "Even if you collect seven pictures, the Juntian picture cannot be restored."

Shocking!

Luo Changfeng suppressed his inner shock: "What is missing?"

Tian Jiu Ren said, "You will know when you come up."

Luo Changfeng hesitated for a moment, but finally calmed down his guard.

If the senior who turned into a stone statue was really the first person in history, even if he hid in the ends of the world, he would be afraid that he would have nowhere to hide.

Luo Changfeng climbed up the steps.

The breeze blew on his face, and he walked into the pavilion and sat opposite the human-shaped stone statue where dust and sand drifted in the wind.

He put his hands behind the table.

He looked at the stone table in front of him.

On his right hand, a black chess basket was placed on the stone table. Looking along the diagonal of the stone table on his right hand, a white chess basket was also placed on the right side of the stone statue.

He frowned slightly, there was really something missing on the stone table.

One game of chess missing!

"Life and Death Grinding Chess?"

Luo Changfeng's mind was in chaos, and his thoughts surging.

He didn't have time to sort out these complex ideas and information, because Tian Jiu Blade wanted to play a game of chess with him.

curious coincidence.

A piece of chess appeared out of thin air on the stone table.

There are disasters in a game of chess, both living together and immortality. There are counterattacks or regaining energy, flowers gather together, and extremely complex residual chess.

It's like what people call Linglong chess game in the chess path.

Luo Changfeng is not a national player when it comes to playing chess, but he also touched his fingertips when he was young. He dared not compare it with Chen Tianxin, but it is much better than Jiang Manlou and others.

Luo Changfeng looked at the chess seriously for a moment, and his brows frowned even deeper.

Because he discovered that this game of chess was exactly the same as the chess in which Chen Tianxin and Chess and Swordsmen and Li Taibai, who were stalemate outside Jiangdu City, were exactly the same.

This is actually a review of the chess game between Chen Tianxin and Li Taibai!

The sound of the Tianjiu Blade floated in: "This exquisite chess is now held by you. The fate of the world and the prosperity or decline of the future life will be in your hands at this moment. If you lose to me, This chess will surely create troubled times. If you are better than my hand, I will allow you to create a great world and promise that the world will last forever!"

Luo Changfeng remained silent.

He was so shocked that he could only remain silent.

He entered the life and death grinding chess game just to help the trapped Leslie get rid of the illusion. Why did he see the true saint straight to the point? The map of the country and the mountains and rivers that are integrated with the soul are already incomplete? A life and death grinding chess game is missing?

Just think that's it! But how does this Linglong chess from the hands of Chen Tianxin and Chess and Sword Li Taibai, which are both armored by Chen Tianxin and Chess and Sword, relate to the fate of the world?

Chess opens up troubled times, chess opens up big times... All these horrifying words are flying in my mind.

Luo Changfeng couldn't think at all! He was even wondering whether he was in an illusion. Everything he saw and heard in front of him was not real, but illusion!

Luo Changfeng was motionless as if an old monk had entered meditation, and his eyes were staring at Linglong Chess.

The wind and sand on the human-shaped stone statue was blowing down layer by layer, and the sky Jiu Blade seemed to be missing for a while, so he reminded again: "If you are reluctant to make a move, you will not be able to break the illusion of the chess game. The only thing that will be ruined will be the one who trespassed the millstone. Human life.”

When Luo Chang heard this, he suddenly clenched his fists.

He felt the pain of his nails embedded in the flesh and blood, so he stopped thinking about it and began to analyze the chess game.

From the perspective of the bystander, he seemed to see the Chen Tianxin who was trapped in hard thinking.

...

In the quiet thatched hut behind Luoqiu Village, Old Man Tianji told a very long story.

The story mentions the lifelong wish of Tianjiu Blade, the map of the country, the mountains and rivers and the missing game of life and death, and the stone statue of the strongest man left in the chess game, and the weathered stone statue of the remaining cognition by the strongest man, When a chess that is so exquisite that the world is determined by a brilliant or chaotic world, the man of destiny, finally mentioned Luo Changfeng, the man of destiny.

Listening to the long-standing story, Mr. Bai Zhiqiu, who had already put the steamed bass out of the pot, suddenly felt a little ridiculous, and the saints were ridiculous and pitiful.

Wuxiang Dao Sect misjudged the will of heaven and mistakenly thought that it was a person of destiny. He did not hesitate to use the consequences of the destruction of the academy to create the chaotic disaster, and entered the east of the sky at a snowy night.

The two saints of Jiange, or a statue of the God of Tiandong, were also deceived by the lies of the chaotic calamity for thousands of years. Before the chaotic calamity, they would conquer their cultivation to reincarnate and avoid the chaotic calamity.

Now it seems that among the few saints in the world, the Emperor Yutian and the Demon Emperor are a little different! At least, before the so-called chaos, they were calm!

The steaming steamed bass was placed on the table, and Bai Zhiqiu asked curiously: "The most powerful man in history has only wished for..."

The vast and starry sea of ​​stars flashed a faint faint flashed in the eyes of the old man Tianji: "May the prosperous age be eternal and we will live forever."

Bai Zhiqiu paused and asked again: "How do you know these secrets?"

Old Man Tianji stroked his beard and smiled: "Because the old Taoist and the most powerful person from ancient times to the present, they are from the same school as the teacher!"