The Langhuan chessboard suddenly became ablaze with energy, and then flew towards the cave wall above its head.
The cave wall suddenly lit up, and streaks of cyan light crisscrossed and emerged.
The Langhuan chessboard also began to slowly grow in size. After it grew to several feet, it slowly merged into the cave wall, and the original cyan light shone brighter and brighter.
At this time, the male statue inside suddenly shook, and a green aura flashed from his hand. This aura was about the size of a fist, and after it expanded in a circle, it shot directly towards the cave wall.
"Buzz." The entire cave shook, and the green light above the cave roof directly formed a chessboard in Xiao Lin's eyes.
And with a "pop" sound, a white chess piece hit the chessboard directly.
Only then did Xiao Lin realize that the two piles of chess pieces on both sides of him were emitting a faint cyan aura.
"Pa." Another black chess piece was slapped directly on the chessboard.
Xiao Lin looked up at the chessboard on the top of the cave. As each chess piece fell into it, an astonishing chilling air spread out.
Xiao Lin's eyes were filled with light. At this moment, he seemed to be on a mortal battlefield. Countless soldiers and horses were fighting together, and there were two groups of people forming their formations.
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Shield soldiers, cavalry, archers, spearmen, and groups of soldiers fought against each other under the command of the commanders of the two sides.
The shouts of killing shook the earth, blood was sprayed, and everything was filled with death and gore.
Every time a chess piece fell, the scene in Xiao Lin's eyes suddenly changed, and the outcome kept changing as each piece fell.
Xiao Lin stood quietly with his head raised, and inside the mountain, there was only the sound of chess pieces hitting the chessboard.
Three days later, when the last chess piece fell onto the chessboard, the chessboard on the top of the cave suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and countless rays of light suddenly rotated, forming a whirlpool of spiritual light.
Within the vortex, a simple copper lock slowly emerged, and the silver key hanging in front of Xiao Lin suddenly turned into a ray of silver light and shot into the hole of the copper lock.
“Buzz.”
Xiao Lin's eyes also returned to clearness, and then a surprised expression appeared on his face. He found that his current spiritual consciousness was enough to cover a range of nearly three hundred miles, which was a full increase of about 30% compared to before.
This made Xiao Lin extremely happy. He did not expect that watching a game of Go would actually increase his spiritual power by 30%. No one would believe it if he told him.
After the silver key shot into the keyhole, a beam of light suddenly shot out from the cyan vortex, directly wrapping Xiao Lin's body.
Although Xiao Lin was shocked, he did not make any move. Following the light beam, Xiao Lin's figure slowly rose towards the top of the cave, and disappeared into the vortex in the blink of an eye, disappearing without a trace.
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Xiao Lin felt his eyes go dark. When he saw the scene in front of him clearly, he was stunned.
He was in a place like a fairyland at the moment, which even made Xiao Lin feel unreal.
Xiao Lin found himself in a small valley. A small stream flowed out of the valley and extended outside.
In the valley, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant. Xiao Lin had never seen such flying birds before, and they were very beautiful.
Seeing Xiao Lin's appearance, the birds suddenly showed curiosity and hid in the treetops of the towering ancient trees on both sides of the valley, sizing up Xiao Lin.
Xiao Lin's spiritual thoughts instantly enveloped the entire valley.
After a moment, Xiao Lin showed a pensive expression on his face, and then a flash of inspiration appeared on his body. But as soon as he flew less than ten feet, he felt a huge pressure falling from the sky.
Xiao Lin's body was forced down by the pressure.
Xiao Lin frowned, knowing that there was an extremely powerful air restriction in the valley, and Xiao Lin could only use his magical power to shrink the ground to an inch and move towards the valley.
After about a while of tea, Xiao Lin came to a thatched house. The whole body of the thatched house was made of a kind of mahogany. Although the outside had experienced countless years of erosion, it looked mottled and old.
But in Xiao Lin's eyes, it was still very strong.
In front of the thatched house, there is a stone table. On the stone table is a chessboard. At the corners of both sides of the chessboard, there are stone bowls filled with black and white chess pieces.
Surrounding the stone table, there are three circular stone benches.
Xiao Lin looked at the stone table and found that there was an end game on it, with a few chess pieces placed on it.
After Xiao Lin looked at it for a moment, he looked away and walked towards the thatched house.
Arriving at the door of the thatched house, Xiao Lin stretched out his right hand and pushed it gently. With a "squeak" sound, the door of the thatched house opened.
Xiao Lin walked straight into it. The thatched house was very simple and simple, with only a jade bed, which was green in color and exuded an icy cold air.
"Wanzai Xuanbing?" Xiao Lin could tell at a glance that the material of the jade bed in front of him turned out to be a very complete piece of Wanzai Xuanbing. Wanzai Xuanbing was a material for refining magic weapons and was not considered precious.
But such a large and complete piece is rare.
For immortal cultivators who have practiced ice attribute skills for a long time, they prefer to practice sitting cross-legged on the ten thousand years of black ice, which can increase the speed of absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
Xiao Lin is not interested in this. The Wanzai Xuanbing Bed can only achieve twice the result with half the effort for people with spiritual root qualifications above the True Spiritual Root. For ordinary immortal cultivators, the effect is greatly reduced.
Xiao Lin looked away and looked to the other side, but there was an altar table with a spiritual tablet placed on it.
"The Goddess in the Heart of My Beloved Wife Shen Jun."
Xiao Lin looked at the incense burner in front of the memorial tablet. It was already black. Apparently no one had been here for a long time.
Xiao Lin looked around, and at the same time his spiritual thoughts searched the house over and over again.
After a while, Xiao Lin frowned because he found no trace of the Tian Mending Sutra. Every corner of the thatched house was searched several times by his spiritual thoughts.
This made Xiao Lin wonder. Could it be that the Mending Heaven Scripture is not in the secret realm of Langhuan?
Xiao Lin searched the thatched house several times without giving up, but still found nothing.
Xiao Lin left the thatched house and looked around. The secret realm of Langhuan was not big. Except for this valley, the surrounding area was only ten or twenty miles. For Xiao Lin's current consciousness, such an area was not big enough.
It's almost unobstructed.
But in the entire Langhuan Secret Realm, apart from this thatched house, there are no caves or palaces. No matter how you look at it, if there really is a Langhuan Secret Realm, it should be in this thatched house.
Xiao Lin looked at the creek in front of him and fell into deep thought.
This station lasted for several hours. Suddenly, Xiao Lin's eyes inadvertently glanced at the stone table by the stream, and his eyes lit up.
With a gentle step, Xiao Lin came to the round table. With a wave of his sleeves, the dust on the round table was swept away.
Xiao Lin looked at the mess on the stone table and fell into thinking.
Time flew by quickly, and for three days, Xiao Lin stood in front of the stone table, motionless, staring at the endgame on the round table.