Xian'er's plan was completely frustrated and finally left with the old man Demon Heart.

Before leaving, he greeted Hetu and Qingming.

It can be seen from the River Map that Xian'er had many doubts and wanted to ask Mr. Wanling, but he didn't ask in the end.

The fourth fairy fairy conference was held two days later. In these two days, it became a rare opportunity to gather and communicate with each other and communicate with each other.

From childhood to adulthood, Master has been instilling in himself that the cultivation of truth is dangerous and the road is rugged. Even the so-called righteous immortal gate must be guarded against the idea of ​​being aware of his billions of hands.

But for now, Hetu feels that these immortal sects are still very enthusiastic.

Especially early the next morning, Mr. Wan Ling appeared in the Heavenly Palace and walked to the courtyard where Taiqiong Gate was located with a chessboard.

The courtyard of Xiaoyao Palace in Shushan.

In the Heavenly Palace, any building strives for extreme luxury, and the courtyards that live in people are no exception.

This temple should be as high as two stories high, with white marble pillars standing at four corners, and the walls around it are carved from white jade bricks.

There are also pictures of flying sky on the wall, with green gauze curtains on both sides of the window, rippling with the wind.

The whole room is exquisitely decorated and the materials are used carefully. You can see two words clearly after repeated repetitions - luxury.

However, the state of mind of monks will not have much impact. In such a luxurious environment, what should you do or what you should do.

For example, the head of Shushan Xiaoyao Palace, Benlei Zhenren, is still whispering.

"What? Take this matter seriously? The immortal of Wanling appeared in the Lingshan Heavenly Palace? No, I have to go find him!"

Real Man Ben Lei looked at the disciples who were conveying the information below, stepped forward two steps forward, and his beard started to blow.

However, the Zi Yang Zhenren beside him still had a calm expression and stepped forward to pull the excited Zhenren Ben Lei, saying:

"Master, don't worry, you don't even know where the immortals of the Ten Thousand Spirits are."

Fairy Chixia looked at the disciples below and asked:

"Immortals of All Spirits, where are people now?"

The disciple saw the head of the sect look so anxious, so he dared to speak very quickly:

"The Wanling Immortal is playing chess with the Chief Zhen in Taiqiong Gate Courtyard!"

Now Zi Yang could not hold back the real person Ben Lei, and saw the real person walking away in a hurry. He sacrificed his fairy sword and flew out with the real person Ben Lei.

Behind the Ziyang Zhenren, Chixia Fairy, and other disciples from Shushan Xiaoyao Palace.

Although the Lingshan Heavenly Palace is large, the monks are not slow to fly with swords. They soon arrived outside Taiqiong Gate.

The courtyard of Taiqiong Gate is easy to find. Even if you don’t see the door sign or see so many monks gathered outside, you can still see it at a glance.

In addition to those small sects, there are also the Wulian Sword Sect, Jinglian Palace, Jiuxianmen, Yunlu Xianju and other great immortals, all of whom have come.

Not only the righteous immortal gate, but also the evil demons and heretics gathered outside the Taiqiong Gate. Of course, there are the Jitian Demon Palace, Fuhu Gate and other immortal gates.

In addition to the Immortal Sect, there were also many casual cultivators standing outside the courtyard, which was quiet outside the courtyard.

Even the righteous immortals and evil demons who dislike each other, they had no intention of quarrel at this time.

Although Ben Lei Zhenren was wondering why these people were gathered at the door and didn't go in, he himself came to the front and back of the courtyard gate and raised his legs to break in, but before he could break in, he was stopped.

The one who blocked the true man Ben Lei was the true man Duxian from the Nine Immortal Sect.

I saw Du Xian Zhenren looking like an old god, and after reaching out to stop Ben Lei Zhenren, he touched his beard and said:

"True Ben Lei, do you just want to go in like this?"

Ben Lei was stunned, reacted, took out a bottle of elixir from his arms, bowed and thanked:

"I almost forgot, but I'm lucky I took it with me."

"Wait, I'm not talking about bringing gifts."

True Man Du Xian hurriedly grabbed True Man Ben Lei again and said:

"Let's take a look at the door."

True Man Ben Lei looked puzzled, but he still heard what True Man Du Xian meant, and did not break in directly, but stood at the door and looked in from the open courtyard gate.

I saw Master Zhen and Wan Ling Immortal sitting in the courtyard. The two were playing Go and a barrier was set up around them.

After a closer look, Ben Lei Zhenren found that the barrier was set up quite cleverly. At least he could not break into it. It must be the barrier set by the immortals of the Wanlings.

If I just went in directly with this kind of barrier, I'm afraid the outcome wouldn't be too good.

The Immortal of All Spirits is here, so he won’t be hurt, but he is sure to make a fool of himself.

True Man Ben Lei became steady and bowed to True Man Duxian to thank him. The disciples of Xiaoyao Palace in Shushan were also arrived.

People from the Immortal Sect came one after another, but no one knew exactly what happened in the courtyard.

The only thing that is clear is that if Master Zhen wins a game, the Wanling Immortal will teach Master Zhen’s magic!

"How is the win or lose?"

Someone asked impatiently.

What a fairy fate to let the living immortals teach magic!

That's really a bit hateful!

"I didn't win in one game."

The man shook his head regretfully:

"Oh, it's a pity, but the Wanling Immortal is proficient in this way, so it's common sense that Master Zhen can't win.

I just hope that the lay Buddhist Wanling can make a move. If you miss this kind of immortal fate, it would be a pity!"

Although the man said this on his mouth, there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he was almost unable to hide it.

But his smile disappeared quickly.

"It's the immortal of all spirits, and I didn't win a single game."

As soon as the man finished speaking, he heard someone shouting next to him:

"Lost! Lost! The Immortal of Wanlings lost again!"

"No, haven't won a single game?"

"Zheng Zhen, it's really..."

Although everyone didn't say it, they were actually thinking in their hearts: "If it were me, I would have lost a game on purpose."

The other party is a living immortal. Is there only magic to give the only benefit? Is it because I am happy, and there is nothing good?

Why do you gather here? Isn’t it hope that you can say a few words to the immortals of all spirits?

At this time, in the barrier, seeing that the chess game in front of me was another dead game, Mr. Wan Ling sighed:

"You didn't even let me in a game, but I specially created a barrier for you. Otherwise, they would know that you are so difficult to learn magic and have such a poor understanding. How should you see the head of you?"

"That's great. They all think I have a great understanding. To be honest, no one believes me."

Hetu took back the black and white chess pieces and said with a smile.

Mr. Wan Ling curled his lips and said nothing. He pinched the seal technique in his hand and sat upright, feeling a stream of spiritual energy lingering around his body. It felt like he was sitting under the Dzi beads to practice.

But it is different, because this is not the Dzi bead, but the supernatural power of the lay Buddhist Wanling.

I saw a villain casting spells in front of him. From the mantra, to the seal techniques, and then the spell casting situation, he walked down and then disappeared.

After reading the River Map, I began to meditate and understand.

This depends entirely on one's own understanding. No matter how high the opportunity is, it is useless. This is the difference between it and Dzi beads. If it were Dzi beads, the River Tu would have learned it long ago.

"This magic is called "Sword-Original", which is derived from "Sword-Original" technique.

When used, you can turn qi into a sword and use several spiritual swords to kill the enemy.

It's very consistent with what you said, handsome and strong."

After explaining on the side, Hetu breathed a sigh of relief and said happily:

"Yes, I've already realized it, and there are still three, three, two, and we should have another ten rounds, so there should be no problem."

The layman Wan Ling looked stunned, but Hetu was already holding a black spoil in his hand and left the first son.

When Hetu saw the expression of the lay Buddhist Wanling, he patted his legs and said:

"Laby, I promise that when I learn it, I will let you have a game and give you some face and rest assured."

……………………

The immortal Wanling came to play chess with the leader Zhen for a day, but lost for the whole day.

Even if the monks from other immortal sects want to say the first half of the words to the immortals of the Ten Thousand Spirits, they will not have a chance.

In the end, everyone understood.

This must be the immortal of Wanling, who lost on purpose!

The Immortal of Wanling must have seen that the potential of Master Zhen is extraordinary, so he came to teach magic in this way.
To be continued...