"Snapped!"

Chen Fan took the black first, and a chess piece landed on the chessboard. He immediately opened his mouth and said, "Senior, the chessboard is criss-crossed and criss-crossed, as if we are in the vast world. The horizontal is time and the vertical is space!"

"Time and space are intertwined, and it is the world under our feet!"

"Snapped!"

The sword soul also dropped a piece after it seemed to understand, and then he pondered for a moment: "If the chessboard is the world, the world under our feet, then the chess piece is us?"

Smiling and nodding, Chen Fan did not open his mouth.

In fact, in his heart, there is no way to answer the torture of the sword soul, which hits the soul, but one person can't answer it. Now they are two people.

In this way of inquiry, I believe it will bring about different results.

"The predecessors are right. The chessboard is like the world, and the chess pieces are like people. Although you are not a human being, you are in this world now. Then what do you say you are?"

Throwing the question back again, Chen Fan's question was very skillful. He guided the sword soul into deep thinking in a subtle way, letting him ask himself what he was.

Although Sword Soul had asked himself countless times before, he had never asked himself under the guidance of others.

Now Chen Fan's theory of chess like the world seems to have completely opened a new door for the sword soul.

The game continues.

After the initial exchange, the two of them stopped talking, and seemed to put all their minds on the chessboard, but Jian Yi had a different feeling.

Although she could clearly see Chen Fan and the sword soul game at this moment, she seemed to have a strange feeling in the dark.

It seems that the two are not playing at all, but just sitting face to face, using the spirit to communicate.

This feeling was too mysterious, Jian Yi couldn't understand it at all, but she noticed a detail.

That was the corner of the sword soul old man's mouth, and a smile gradually appeared.

"Snapped!"

"I still don't understand." Sword Soul said slowly: "If you say that you and I are both pawns, but you are a human, I am not a human."

After that, Chen Fan responded immediately: "I never said that I am a human being at this moment. In fact, you should think in another way. Perhaps it is more appropriate to say that."

"I, it's me, you, it's you!"

In just six words, he suddenly hit the sword soul like lightning. This idea was something he had never thought about.

For a long time, the sword soul asked himself silently, since he is not a human, then what is it.

But now, Chen Fan actually gave a different answer.

You are nothing, you are just yourself!

"Go on!"

The sword soul's voice suddenly hurried, as if grasping something important, the mountain burst into light in his eyes.

Chen Fan also knew that one of his words worked, in fact, it was also the result of a flash of inspiration in his head.

Since this is effective, you only need to grasp this feeling and continue to deduct it.

"In the vast human world, there are actually many races, and the human race is just one of them. In addition, there are also the monster race, there are other beasts, and even the beasts and spirits.

"Since we compare the chessboard to the world, the chess pieces contained on the chessboard should not be regarded as human races. Any race should be included."

"So I said, in fact, you don't need to care who you are, you are you, you are the soul of the sword, it's just the sword energy that gave birth to a ray of consciousness in the vast world."

After saying this, Chen Fan paused for a moment, and finally said, "So you still care so much about what you are?"

Sword Soul stopped speaking, but the smile on the corner of his mouth grew thicker.