Suddenly, between Xiao Lin's brows, a flash of inspiration occurred, and a white chess piece from the stone bowl next to him shot out suddenly and landed on the stone table with a crisp "bang" sound.
As soon as the white piece fell, the entire stone table suddenly shone with a misty green light, and the lines on the chessboard also lit up one after another.
"Bang." There was a crisp sound, but a black chess piece flew up on its own and landed on the chessboard.
When Xiao Lin saw this, a hint of joy appeared on his face. The endgame on the stone table was just as weird as he thought.
Xiao Lin had never learned Go, but as the chess pieces fell before his eyes, a broad battlefield appeared in his sea of consciousness. On both sides of the battlefield were two densely packed armies, staring at each other eagerly.
Xiao Lin's mind moved, and with every thought, a white stone suddenly shot out and landed on the chessboard.
Within the Consciousness Sea, a group of Chinese soldiers suddenly rushed out and headed towards the opposite side.
At this time, as a black chess piece fell, the formation on the opposite side immediately began to change. A group of shield soldiers rushed out of the queue and lay in front of the brigade. Behind them, there were several rows of archers, setting arrows and bending their bows. With a chilling air.
Xiao Lin's expression changed slightly, and with a slight movement of thought, the cavalry that rushed out immediately split into two groups and headed towards both sides. They actually made a big detour and tried to outflank the enemy from both sides.
The enemy was not a fool. Seeing the cavalry outflanking him from both sides, the formation changed again. The shield soldiers and archers in the middle immediately retreated, and then two teams of cavalry ran out from the team, divided into left and right sides, and headed towards Xiao. Lin Fangfang greeted him.
But what the enemy didn't expect was that when Xiao Lin's two teams of cavalry saw the other team's cavalry coming, they actually made a big turn and headed towards both sides of their own team, and soon disappeared among the large group of people. among.
The heavy infantry in the middle, however, slowly advanced forward.
The heavy and neat footsteps made the ground roar.
The opponent's heavy infantry also moved at the same time.
In the outside world, black and white chess pieces staggered and fell. Although Xiao Lin had never learned Go, he had watched a game in the middle of the mountain before, and the scene of the two sides fighting was still vivid in his mind.
The aura between Xiao Lin's eyebrows became increasingly intense, and even gradually formed a green vortex, spinning continuously.
Every time, with a flash of light between Xiao Lin's brows, a snow-white chess piece fell on the chessboard, and immediately after, a black chess piece fell.
You come and go, and half an hour passes quickly.
Xiao Lin's face became paler. The endgame of this game actually unfolded within Xiao Lin's sea of consciousness. The chess pieces on the stone table were just the external manifestation of Xiao Lin's spiritual power.
I don't know how long it took, but with a "bang", the last white stone fell, and all the black stones turned into fly ash and scattered in all directions in an instant.
Xiao Lin's face turned pale, and a wisp of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Before Xiao Lin could make any move, he felt the scenery in front of him change, and then he was surprised to find that he was already in a cave.
The cave is only a few feet in size, with a bookshelf placed there. In the center of the cave, there is a piece of blue jade, surrounded by dense runes that are constantly rotating.
Xiao Lin's face showed a hint of joy, and he came to the stone tablet and was about to take a closer look.
Suddenly, a blue light as thick as a thumb shot out from the jade, directly into the center of Xiao Lin's eyebrows. Xiao Lin immediately felt as if there were many words crammed into the sea of consciousness, densely packed with thousands of them.
After a while of tea, the runes on the blue jade gradually disappeared, and when the blue light disappeared, the jade stele collapsed and turned into a pile of jade scraps.
Xiao Lin stood in a daze, his eyes showing a blank expression.
At this station, a day and a night passed before he returned from the sea of consciousness. Xiao Lin's eyes turned slightly, and then he showed a bit of excitement.
"Hey." Xiao Lin let out a long sigh of relief and calmed down his excitement.
The runes on the jade stele that penetrate Xiao Lin's sea of consciousness are the scriptures of the Heaven-Mending Scripture. Up to the fourth level, each level increases the power of divine consciousness significantly.
This made Xiao Lin extremely excited. He had only practiced the first level of Tian Mending Sutra, which already made his spiritual power more than twice that of monks of the same level. If he could master all four levels,
I am afraid that the power of his consciousness will reach a frightening level.
More importantly, the stronger the power of divine thoughts, the faster Xiao Lin can cultivate the second spiritual body. Let alone the third level of thunder, as long as he can practice the second level of heavy truth, he can make the second level of spiritual body.
The combat power of Yuan Shen has been greatly improved.
It can at least reach more than 50% of Xiao Lin's attack power.
At the same time, Xiao Lin also understood that this secret realm of Langhuan was, after all, a space of thoughts. The only one who could achieve this was Murong Yuntian.
The valleys and thatched huts he had seen before were just illusions created by the power of spiritual thought, and that endgame was the key to breaking through the illusion.
If Xiao Lin cannot understand the secret of the end game through the chess game in the belly of the mountain, he will not be able to open the lock to break the illusion, and naturally he will not be able to obtain the Heaven-Mending Sutra.
After thinking about this, Xiao Lin really admired Murong Yuntian's spiritual power and interlocking layout. At the same time, he also understood why Murong Yuntian did what he did.
The scriptures on the Mending Heaven Sutra on the blue jade are actually the second to fourth layers, and there is no first layer.
If the cultivators who come in have not practiced the first level of Tian Mending Sutra, then they will not be able to pass the test of the end game in their spiritual thoughts, and naturally they will not be able to break the illusion.
In Xiao Lin's opinion, this is the fundamental reason why Murong Yuntian deliberately arranged this endgame.
Xiao Lin came to the bookshelf, picked up a dusty ancient book, opened it and started reading.
After browsing for a while, Xiao Lin found that the books here mostly recorded some ancient experiences and introduced many secret arts and magical powers in the current world of immortality. It can be said that they are dazzling and extremely rich.
Xiao Lin couldn't help but be immersed in it and examined it carefully.
A few months later, Xiao Lin closed the book in his hand, put it back on the bookshelf, and walked out of the cave.
When Xiao Lin walked through the dark corridor, he heard the sound of water flowing in his ears, and soon he saw a waterfall falling from the sky.
The spiritual thought spread out instantly, and then a smile appeared on Xiao Lin's face. A rich dark green aura instantly appeared on his body, directly penetrated the waterfall, and disappeared into the waterfall.
A dark green spiritual light suddenly rose into the sky from under an abyss thousands of feet high. After flying to an altitude of thousands of feet, it paused for a moment, then flew towards the southwest, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.