The second chapter is full of black and white! (Seeking a monthly pass
Young sects always have unlimited potential.
When everyone sat together, although their strengths were different, they were built together for a better future for the sect. Now that the sect leader is not here, they have left them all the martial arts and development directions in the future, so that everyone can reach the realm they want.
In the following time, we will unite and make progress together.
This is a good sect atmosphere, young, but full of supreme vitality and infinite possibilities.
The revival of spiritual energy is both a challenge and an opportunity.
It has to be admitted that the sect is the home of everyone, the place where everyone needs to struggle, and the venue for everyone to take off.
At this moment, the three of them had a little sense of belonging to the sect.
The teacher has given them even the skills after the spiritual energy revival. Moreover, the upper limit is extremely high, not limited to the realm of the Golden Elixir. Everyone can develop to a higher level, but at that time, they need to go out of their own path.
Do you like swordsmanship?
Then, there is a method of swordsmanship that can help the gods. If you like thunder, the thunder technique in the Xuanmen is endless.
You like the great formation. The great formation in the Daozang is definitely enough for ordinary people to understand for a lifetime.
In short, everything within the sect is thriving, and everything is developing in a good direction.
In a daze.
Chu Qing didn't know where he came.
It's like a long, but real dream. Here, there is a middle-aged man who can't see the outline clearly. He can only see his body full of golden light, sitting there standing tall and upright.
The throne of the sky is also a majestic figure of the sky.
"You should have come."
The voice of the figure is extremely deep and far away, like a person talking to an empty valley, like a thunderclap, but in your ears, there is a different kind of softness, like the refreshing wind of an ancient town, like the warm sun in winter, but it is not without its majesty or domineeringness. However, the figure seems to have no pressure at all, and is extremely friendly.
Such a strange feeling made Chu Qing feel a little strange in his heart.
A huge chess board was placed in front of the two of them, and a white piece slowly fell down.
Chu Qing opened his mouth slightly, is this, do you want to play chess?
He didn't know how good his chess skills were, and how he played it?
The thought flashed, and a black chess piece was placed beside the white piece.
The white piece continued to flash, and another one was added to the chessboard. The chess piece kept falling, and both of them sank their bodies and minds. On the chessboard, black and white intertwined, connecting vertically and horizontally, constantly flashing.
Chu Qing slowly opened his eyes. Here, his eyes seemed to be unrestricted, or here, it was still his own dream, and there was no so-called incompleteness in the dream.
When the chess game was halfway through, Chu Qing calmed down and looked at the chessboard to reflect.
What is the meaning of coming here by myself? What is the chessboard? What do you want to tell yourself?
There is also that figure and that sentence.
"You should have come."
What does this mean? Are you late? Or is this person waiting for him here specifically?
Waiting for me to come here, are you just trying to play a game of chess with me here?
If this is the case, there will be something in the chessboard that you want to know.
Chu Qing began to observe the chessboard slowly, and his mind sank into it. In just a moment, the chessboard seemed to have undergone earth-shaking changes. All the chess pieces disappeared, and replaced by an ancient battlefield.
It is too old. All the troops are wearing heavy armor and a wild aura that hits their faces. The soldiers among them are actually all racial powerhouses.
One side is the human race, and the other side is an army pieced together by all ancient races, fighting in the ancient battlefield. The sky is dark and the sun is setting as blood. Everyone is fighting desperately, and the last drop of blood is drained.
Thousands of horses were silenced, countless strange beasts were roaring, roaring shook the sky, and countless ancient alien species were howling.
In the ancient battlefield, the two armies fought and attacked. Chu Qing felt that with one thought, he could completely dominate the movements of the entire battlefield.
After retreating, there were still black and white chess pieces in front of me, all of which were alive, as if they were alive, black and white.
Chu Qing began to take it seriously.
He felt that this was not just an ordinary chess game. The position of Tianyuan has always been occupied by no one, and everyone wants to put down their final killing moves.
All the chess pieces seemed to be revitalized, and they were beating on the chessboard, scattering bright lights.
The majestic figure opposite meditated from time to time, nodded from time to time, and sometimes sighed constantly.
Chu Qing didn't ask much, and the figure above naturally did not answer too much, and the two of them went slowly.
On the chessboard, everything changes rapidly.
Until he played for a long time, he still had no choice but to win. However, it was the first time Chu Qing felt tired and consumed countless minds on this game of chess. He couldn't play chess, but when he got here, he felt like he was learning without a teacher. Everything was simulated in an instant, and his spirit was concentrated like never before.
A feeling of weakness lingered in Chu Qing's heart.
But the chess pieces are still falling.
despair!
Bang!
On the chessboard, the two of them had almost no time to think about it, and they were quickly putting the chess pieces.
After a long time, Chu Qing came to his senses and continued to look at the ancient battlefield below.
As if they were in the final decisive battle, the forces of the two tribes had reached their peak and peak period, but they were still constantly increasing races and reinforcements, and everything was completed in one thought.
The field was like endless, dense, and the blood dyed the sky red. The bloody races made the earth change color. All the swords and weapons on the ancient battlefield were broken.
After the failure and sinking into the sand, he still reborn and continued to fight with his strong obsession.
They are all great masters of races, and their battles are shaking the earth.
"It's full." Chu Qing sighed softly.
The figure also paused slightly.
Yes, the chessboard is full, and I can no longer play the chessboard. The battle below also stagnated in an instant. The decisive battle will never end. However, now, there is no winner. It may be inaccurate to say so, and there is no absolute winner!
Chapter completed!