Wonderland

Chapter 717 Endgame
The Langhuan chessboard suddenly burst into light, and then flew towards the cave wall above her head.

The cave wall suddenly lit up, and streaks of blue light criss-crossed and emerged.

The Langhuan chessboard also began to grow slowly, and after growing to several feet, it slowly merged into the cave wall, and the original blue light shone more and more.

At this time, the male statue among them suddenly shook, and a blue aura flashed from his hand. This aura was about the size of a fist, and after expanding a circle, it shot directly towards the cave wall.

"Hum." The whole cave started to shake, and the cyan rays above the cave roof directly formed a chessboard in Xiao Lin's eyes.

And with a "snap", a white chess piece hit the chessboard directly.

Only then did Xiao Lin realize that the two piles of chess pieces beside him were emitting a faint blue aura.

"Crack." Another black chess piece hit the chessboard directly.

Xiao Lin looked up at the chessboard on the ceiling of the cave, and as the chess pieces fell into it, an astonishing chilling aura spread out.

Xiao Lin's eyes were full of inspiration. At this moment, he seemed to be in the middle of the ordinary battlefield. Countless soldiers and horses were fighting together, and this was mixed with the formation of two groups of soldiers and horses. .

Shield soldiers, cavalry, archers, spearmen, groups of soldiers fought each other under the command of the two commanders.

The sound of shouting and killing shook the sky, blood was sprayed, and death and blood were everywhere.

Every time a chess piece falls, the scene Xiao Lin sees suddenly changes, and the victory or defeat is also constantly changing between the falling of one of the chess pieces.

Xiao Lin stood quietly with his head up, and within the mountainside, there was only the sound of "popping" pieces hitting the chessboard one after another.

Three days later, when the last chess piece fell onto the chessboard, the chessboard on the ceiling of the cave suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and countless rays of light suddenly swirled, forming a vortex of spiritual light.

Within the vortex, an ancient copper lock slowly emerged, and the silver key hanging in front of Xiao Lin suddenly turned into a silver light and shot into the hole of the copper lock.

"Om."

Xiao Lin's eyes also returned to clarity, followed by a surprised expression on his face. He found that his current divine sense is enough to cover a range of nearly three hundred miles, which is a full increase of about [-]% compared to before.

This made Xiao Lin extremely happy. He didn't expect that watching a game of Go would actually increase his spiritual power by [-]%. No one would believe him if he said it.

After the silver key was shot into the keyhole, a beam of light suddenly shot out from the blue vortex, wrapping Xiao Lin's body directly.

Although Xiao Lin was startled, he didn't make any movement. Following the beam of light, Xiao Lin's figure slowly rose towards the top of the cave, and disappeared into the vortex in the blink of an eye, without a trace.

Xiao Lin only felt his eyes go dark, and when he saw the scenery 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 towards the outside.

In the valley, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant. Xiao Lin had never seen any flying birds, and they were also very beautiful.

Seeing Xiao Lin's appearance, the little birds suddenly showed curiosity, hid in the tops of the towering ancient trees on both sides of the valley, and looked at Xiao Lin.

Xiao Lin's divine sense instantly enveloped the entire valley.

A moment later, Xiao Lin showed a contemplative expression on his face, and then his body flashed with inspiration, but just after flying less than ten feet away, he felt a huge pressure descending from the sky.

Xiao Lin's body was forced down abruptly.

Xiao Lin frowned, knowing that the valley was severely restricted by space restrictions, Xiao Lin could only use his supernatural powers to shrink the ground into inches, and headed into the valley.

After about a cup of tea, Xiao Lin came to a thatched hut. The whole of the thatched hut was built with a kind of mahogany wood. Although the outside has been eroded for countless years, it looks old and mottled.

But in Xiao Lin's eyes, it was still very solid.

In front of the thatched hut, there is a stone table with a chessboard on it. At the corners on both sides of the chessboard, there is a stone bowl filled with black and white chess pieces.

Around the stone table, there are three round stone benches.

Xiao Lin looked at the stone table, and found that there was an endgame on it, with a few chess pieces placed on it.

After Xiao Lin looked at it for a while, he looked away and walked towards the thatched cottage.

When he came to the door of the thatched cottage, Xiao Lin stretched out his right hand, and gently pushed it. With a sound of "squeak", the door of the thatched cottage opened.

Xiao Lin walked straight into it, the thatched cottage was very simple and simple, there was only one jade bed, the whole body was green in color, exuding a cold air.

"Ten Thousand Zai 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 Wan Zai Xuan Ice. Wan Zai Xuan Ice was a material for refining magic weapons, so it was not considered precious.

But such a large and complete piece is rare.

For immortal cultivators who have practiced ice-attribute exercises for a long time, they prefer to sit cross-legged on the ten thousand-year-old black ice to practice, which can increase the speed of absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

However, Xiao Lin is not interested in this. The Ten Thousand Zai Xuan Ice Bed can only achieve twice the result with half the effort for the spiritual root aptitude above the true spiritual root, but for ordinary immortal cultivators, the effect is greatly reduced.

Xiao Lin looked away and looked to the other side, but it was an altar with a spirit card on it.

"The divine seat of my beloved wife, Shen Junxin."

Xiao Lin looked at the censer in front of the spiritual tablet, it was already black, obviously no one has been here for a long time.

Xiao Lin looked around, and at the same time, his divine sense searched the house again and again.

After a while, Xiao Lin frowned, because he didn't find any trace of the Sutra of Mending the Heaven, and every corner of the thatched cottage was searched several times by his divine sense.

This made Xiao Lin feel strange. Could it be that the Butian Sutra is not in this secret realm of Langhuan?
Xiao Lin searched the thatched cottage several times without giving up, but still found nothing.

Xiao Lin got out of the thatched hut and looked around. This Langhuan Secret Realm is not very big, except for this valley, the area around it is only ten or twenty miles. For Xiao Lin's current spiritual consciousness, such an area is not enough. Almost unobstructed.

But in the entire Langhuan Secret Realm, apart from this thatched cottage, 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 cottage.

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.

Taking a light step, Xiao Lin came to the round table, and with a wave of his sleeve, the dust on the round table was swept away immediately.

Xiao Lin looked at the mess on the stone table and fell into deep thought.

Time flashed by quickly, and for three days, Xiao Lin stood in front of the stone table, motionless, just staring at the endgame on the round table.

(End of this chapter)