The first thousand and ninety-six chapters fooled two more
early morning.
The gentle sunshine poured into the South Tiansheng City, adding a peace of peace to this fairy city.
Zhao Yunpan sat all night, and finally opened his eyes, quenched the fairy power all night, and stabilized his own realm.
After looking at the trick, I was still in a retreat.
He didn't bother, and took the head of the painting.
This South Tiancheng is afraid that I can't go out anymore. Ghost knows how many people are staring at him secretly. Xuanxian is okay. If it is a Great Shinto, it is okay to find a stimulus.
He is waiting, waiting for the starry sky array to open.
During this time, I can't be idle.
Thinking as possible.
Earn more money as much as possible.
Slowness is a bit slow, but the accumulation is less.
"Zilong Taoist is here."
Without waiting for him to start painting, he heard the call outside the garden.
Zhao Yunfu's hand and solved the forbidden system of Xiaoyuan.
A teenager walked in, Xuanxian repaired, a raid of Su Yi was not stained, and those eyes were quite clean. Looking at this indifferent qi, he knew that he was a monk who was unsatisfactory.
"Are you ...?" Zhao Yun looked up and down, and thought he had never seen him.
"My name is Kong Sheng, an apprentice of Nantian's real person." The teenager smiled.
"It's clumsy."
"Master calls me to come, ask Taoist friends to play chess in the past."
"Good to say." Zhao Yun smiled, and brushed his sleeves and accepted the head of the painting symbol.
It seems that the old man in Nan Tian was also a personality person. Last time, the old horse lost his forefoot, underestimated him, and asked him to survive a hundred steps and one game. Today, this is to find a field back!
His predecessors invite each other, how can there be no gift.
If you don't, you can win a soul -hearted and immortal peach back.
This, it is much faster than making money.
The two came out of the small garden one after the other.
Zhao Yun was used to use it, while walking and realizing.
This teenager named Kong Sheng seems to be a good master. She holds an ancient book, walks all the way, and looks up at all times. She smiles for Zhao Yun.
good.
Zhao Yun will not account for accounting.
Honestly, he looked at Kong Sheng, but he was much better than Liang Qiu's eyes. The disciples taught by Nantian real people were still quite polite. At least, it was not the kind of villain behind him.
"I heard it, I heard that the Son was beaten by a little immortal."
"Is there anything else? Really false."
"Last night Huaxian preached, many people were present, saw their own eyes, and played the same level in the same stage. What about two games in a row?"
In the early morning, Nantian City is quite prosperous. You can hear the discussion everywhere.
In this city, someone comes to walk around every day. There are always outsiders. I have never heard of new things, so there are those gossip who gathered in tea stalls.
Then, then
Overall: Zhao Gongzi was on fire.
In this regard, Zhao Yunquan listened to a drama.
And Kong Sheng's side, it seems that he is not happy, and it seems that he doesn't care about these things. He didn't mention it when he arrived.
Talking.
The two have arrived at Tao Garden.
If you don't wait in, you will see the three people come out. One young man in white and two old men in black. Come here, naturally not to swim in the mountains and water, most of them are seeking fairy peach.
Looking at the other party's expression, it must be obtained.
No way, who makes them hard in the background?
The young man in white is the young master of Nan Tiancheng: Wei Hong.
Even if Nantian real people do not come to the world anymore, the face of the city owner still has to be given.
"I have seen the master of the city." Kong Sheng knew the courtesy, holding the ancient book arming.
"Xiuwei has improved again." Wei Hong laughed.
After that, he looked at Zhao Yun on his side.
This ... the one who violently slammed Liangqiu last night!
He has never seen Zhao Zilong's real person, but has seen his portrait.
He was a little surprised.
Is there a connection between this little immortal and Nantian real person?
Otherwise, Kong Sheng will not bring it to Tao Garden.
"I have seen the master of the city." Zhao Yun also had a gift.
After saluting, his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled.
Wei Hong should cultivate a kind of evil exercises, because the other person's qi and blood, which is predatory and devouring, can not be seen by ordinary people, but his eternal origin has some perception.
Planting ability.
After becoming a fairy.
After the recovery of the origin.
This ability has become clearer.
Wei Hong Biliangqiuqiang.
This is the judgment of Zhao Yun's heart.
"Really young and promising." Wei Hong smiled slightly.
Xu was too important, and he reached out to pat the shoulder of Zhao Yun.
This is a random action. Whoever looks at it, there is nothing wrong with it.
It is such a random action, but it is hidden. There is such an invisible curse, which is engraved in Zhao Yun's body at this moment.
Unfortunately, Zhao Yun noticed at all.
Wei Hong left, and farther away from the two old people.
Zhao Yun didn't care about it, and turned into the Tao Garden.
Nantian's true person has put on a chessboard, by the way, a pot of ancient tea was cooked.
"Who is the little friend?" Nantian smiled.
"House teachers don't let me say." Zhao Yun smiled, and it was harmless to humans and animals, and to create a sense of mystery. It also made some people a little bit afraid. Dare to do things with me, my master will be soaring.
Of course, he would not easily move the name of the moon god.
Xiu'er is an outstanding goddess who is often chased.
Therefore, he has long been conscious, and he does not expect the master to cover him.
"Little friends are unwilling to say, I don't ask much about the old age."
Nantian's real person smiled, and did not ask the roots.
But he firmly believes that this little immortal has an extraordinary origin. If it is not a hidden high man, how can he teach such a wicked apprentice, fighting at the same level, and even the sage who appeared in the immortal sect will be defeated.
Play chess!
The props have to be arranged.
Zhao Yun has posted a book.
This time, there is no limit of 100 steps, and there is no bet. It is a real full game.
Nantian's realistic expression is leisurely.
And Zhao Gongzi is also a stable force. He played with his predecessors and lost.
It is not shameful after losing.
However, if you lose more, your face is a bit unable to hang up.
Anyway, he is also the grandson of the god of chess. If he let the chess god know, he is afraid that he can't hold the coffin board.
But having said that, this must not be blamed for him, because from beginning to end, the moon god has not taught him to play chess, and he has not inherited the a little bit of the chess god, nor is it embarrassed to the ancestor.
"So horrible understanding."
Nantian's true person is nothing on the surface, but it is more than once in his heart, because every next, the chess skills of this generation are superb or two, and there are so a few steps, even he ca n’t be caught off guard.
That's right.
Zhao Gongzi was studying, and regarded Nantian real person as a grinding stone, and lost it again and again. If you haven't grown a little, the moon god will not slap him to death.
Practicing is a cultivation or a monk. How much can you realize?
As for his understanding, it is horrible.
As early as the world, Moon God gave judges that this kid is a good seedlings.
Unconsciously, the night has come.
The game between the two did not end.
Look at the eyes of Nan Tian Tian's naive people, which is a lot deeper than before. From the first two hundred steps, he will kill the boy. At this point, he learns that he can do everything.
Then two or three innings, the winning is quite strenuous.
Also, the chess books in this little immortal seem to be very evil! Every time in the predicament, when you look at it, there is a way to crack, which makes him curious.
He wanted to look at it, and he was dazzled more than once.
In other words, there are a lot of prohibitions in the book, and you are isolated.
These are made by Zhao Gongzi in advance. I want to read my books. There is no door. Although this is a prop, it is still very practical for flickering people.
8. Nine. Day.
Quietly.
The two are also interesting, and they are addicted to chess.
It's early morning.
Nantian real person hand -handled chess pieces, and it has not fallen for a long time.
In this game, they have been in three days and three nights, and they are really at the juncture of life and death.
"Old man ... lost."
Nantian's real person smiled awkwardly, and the son in his hand was not put on the chessboard, because no matter where he was, he could not break the dead game.
This is him, the first time he lost to a younger generation.
And, it's still a little fairy.
At this moment, even Kong Sheng, who did not come to the world, showed a surprise color. Looking at Zhao Yun's eyes, it changed.
"Thank you for mercy."
Zhao Yun arched his hand and exhaled it in private.
In order to win the nanta nanta, to make a death bureau for the old man, he has been racking his brains for three days and three nights.
Give your own return.
He finally pulled back.
"Let's go back and rest first, and fight again in the next day."
Nantian's naive people laughed, but they could afford it.
The post -life can be awesome.
He is also pleased.
"Declares about the junior." Zhao Yun got up and turned away, and turned to leave.
"Little friend." Nantian's nanta called, and in the following words, he was quite embarrassed, "Can your chess book be used to see it."
"My Master said, the book can not show people casually." Zhao Yunkou said, but the two eyes stared at the soul -hearted peach tree.
Jiang is old -fashioned. How could Nantian real person couldn't see his thoughts, and immediately brush his hands, took two fairy peaches, and laughed, "Little little gift, send it to your family teacher."
"This ... how are you so embarrassed."
Zhao Yun laughed, and Ma Hui took over Xian Tao.
After that, his so -called chess book was stuffed to Nantian live man on the spot.
"Then Xie Xiaoyou gave gifts."
Nantian real person is polite and takes it up.
Xu couldn't hold curiosity, and when he opened on the spot, when he looked up, Zhao Yun's trace was no longer seen.
"If Xiuer is still there, it will boast about me."
On the mountain trail, the Zhao Yunren is full of happy events.
After playing in the middle of the night, after studying for more than half a month, he also performed for more than half a month. He finally flickered two peaches. Looking back, he was an inspirational history of a good young man!
"Zhao Zilong ... Come and fight."
When I was walking, I heard a violent drink, mixed with the power of the Yuanshen, and even far apart, I could clearly hear it. It was the voice of Liangqiu. Zhao Yun could hear it for a moment.