The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

At this moment, all the chess kings were standing by the lake, watching Yan Chuan walk step by step with eyesight, with admiration in their eyes, but also speechless.

After finally getting the qualifications to watch chess, it was discovered that the two players were actually in the center of the lake. What do you think?

In the pavilion on the other side.

Meng Rongrong was wearing a hat, sitting on a stone bench, drinking tea, and watching quietly. Behind him stood Chang Qing and others, watching this scene slightly, because no one knew what Yan Chuan was going to do.

In the center of the lake, there are some simple cooking utensils, pastries, and a Go table. Two resting benches.

A white-haired old man sat on the chessboard. Looking at Yan Chuan coming in the distance, his expression was indifferent.

Yan Chuan also saw the old man, but did not speak across the small lake.

"One word side by side, please!" Yi Lin stepped forward.

"Yeah!" Yan Chuan nodded.

Yan Chuan carried the Jade Emperor Sword, and Liu Jin carried a scroll of paintings. As Yilin set foot on a small boat, the boat quickly reached the central island.

Landing!

"Yan Chuan, I have seen the old lady teacher!" Yan Chuan smiled.

"Yi Feng, I have seen a word side by side king!" Yi Feng also politely said.

"Yan Chuan chose this place to play against the old master, just to show the exquisiteness of chess, hope the old master will like it!" Yan Chuan smiled.

"Let's wait and see!" Yi Feng nodded.

Yi Feng didn't say much, and Yan Chuan didn't say much, because it's not the time yet.

"Liu Jin!" Yan Chuan looked at Liu Jin.

"Yes!"

Liu Jin quickly unfolded the space scroll and slowly took out a piece of rice paper from the scroll.

"Huh?" Yi Lin's eyes widened, revealing a surprised look.

In the distance, in the small pavilion by the lake, Meng Rongrong said strangely: "Space magic weapon?"

Yifeng's eyes flashed with precision, but did not speak.

Liu Jin raised the chessboard on the stone table and pressed the piece of rice paper underneath.

"Rong? Good word, but what does this mean?" Yi Feng smiled.

"I'll know later!" Yan Chuan smiled.

"Liu Jin, go!" Yan Chuan looked at Liu Jin.

"Yes!"

Liu Jin stepped on the previous boat, Jiading quickly sailed the boat to the shore.

Then, Liu Jin took out sheets of rice paper from the scroll.

Place one by the small lake and press it up with stones.

"Om!"

Suddenly mist filled the small lake.

"What's the matter? Fog, why is this foggy?"

"Yes, there is only this one, there is no fog in other places!"

"That piece of paper? Is it the magic weapon of the fairy family?"

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The chess kings were surprised.

Liu Jin ignored it. Instead, around the small lake, he quickly laid out the sheets of rice paper and fixed them with stones.

The fog is getting more and more, and by the lake, there is lake water to supplement, and the fog is rising.

Every piece of rice paper cast a lot of eyes.

"The fall of the pen is shocking?" Yi Feng asked in surprise.

"Oh? The old lady also knows?" Yan Chuan smiled.

"Your father said that you did not expect you to reach this level at a young age!" Yi Feng sighed.

Yan Chuan did not correct, but only smiled and said: "The chess players can infuse their own mana on the chessboard. You and I are only in the realm of strength now, and naturally cannot do it. I took a trick and showed possession in the fog. Chess behind mana!"

"Let's wait and see!" Yi Feng smiled.

On the side, the grandson of Yifeng was stunned, staring at Yan Chuan as if he had met Yan Chuan for the first time.

By the lake, in the pavilion.

"The pen is shocking? Did Yan Chuan write it?" Chang Qing asked in surprise.

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