"Boom!"

In the high mountains in the distance, suddenly there was a large array of thunder.

Immediately afterwards, a figure covered in blood suddenly swept out of the mountain and laughed up to the sky, "Hahahaha, I succeeded, I succeeded, I succeeded finally!"

It was a young man, his hands and feet were missing, but the look on his face was a kind of heartfelt happiness.

At this point, Ling Xiao finally understood why the disciples in this courtyard were the fewest in the four courtyards, and...very few people were willing to take the initiative to worship.

"My son, why don't we go back, this courtyard behind the scenes... is also regarded as a forbidden place by our school disciples."

Li Zhichu gave a wry smile, always worried that a few disciples from the courtyard would suddenly appear beside him. He laughed and sacrificed the formation to punish her.

"It's okay, I am a madman, falling into it. It seems that the master of the courtyard is also a lover of personality."

Ling Xiao smiled gently and looked up at the top of the mountain.

Unlike the Confucian Academy, the mountain on which this array is located does not have a neatly arranged golden palace hall, but instead is filled with dense fog. It seems... it is indeed a bit gloomy.

At this moment, on the top of the mountain, a figure of an old man sat in the pavilion, looking at a game of chess for himself, as if he hadn't noticed the arrival of the two at all.

Ling Xiao smiled, step forward first and head towards the top of the mountain.

Behind him, Li Zhichu hesitated slightly, and finally raised his heel.

Until the two set foot on the mountain, Zhong Tu still never looked up at them, but stared at the chessboard intently.

Ling Xiao was not in a hurry, standing beside the old man with his negative hand, watching the chess game in front of him.

Although Ling Xiao is not proficient in the way of chess, when he was in Shengzhou, he used to change the game of Go in the system.

How can the strange spectrum that has gathered for five thousand years be compared to these mysterious natives?

"This chess game and formation are understood in one step, and the universe changes. I wonder if Young Master Ling Xiao has delved into this path?"

Holding a son in his hand, Zhong Tu seemed to hesitate a little, suddenly raised his head to look at Ling Xiao.

In those eyes, black and white wandered around, showing a lot of mystery.

"In front of Zhongyuan, the juniors can't be considered as deliberate, they just know a little bit."

Ling Xiao's expression was indifferent, neither humble nor overbearing.

"Oh? You know a little, it's a good one. Then I don't know if the little friend can see the flaws in this game?"

Zhong Tu snorted coldly, his temper has always been tricky and weird, and it is precisely because of this that he has just taught a group of lunatics.

But I have to say that this person's comprehension of the formation can be called Qing Cang extremely.

even! !

The strong human race once said that once Zhongtu reaches the heavenly supremacy, he will be invincible in this realm.

Side-door trails are originally obscure and difficult to understand, but once they become successful, they will have their own world.

Throughout the history of Qingcang, there was a sage of the human race who was on the top of the battlefield, who overwhelmed all the races, and was respected by the world as the emperor of the battle.

It is said that this person can monopolize three thousand emperors with one hand, and Wan Zun is defeated.

Of course, the rumors may be a bit exaggerated, but it can also be seen that this is the peak of the road, what a beautiful scenery!

"From the perspective of the younger generation, this one should fall here."

Ling Xiao smiled gently, twisted his fingers, and landed on the plate.

Suddenly, on the chessboard, yin and yang are intertwined, and all the ways are prosperous.

There are avenues where order is reviving and gushing, and it is faintly that people can see the army fighting and the gods fighting together.

Even Li Zhichu's face was pale at this moment, staggering.

At this moment, she seemed to see that the chess game in front of her was no longer a chess game, and the black and white colors also divided the universe of yin and yang.

The dragon walks in the sea, the tiger leaps over the green hills.

The big phoenix flapped its wings and flew straight to the sky for ninety thousand miles, unstoppable from the sky.

The chess game that was originally like a pool of stagnant water, instantly ups and downs infinite waves, each piece seemed to be alive, opening and closing vertically and horizontally, fighting in the world.

In his ears, there was a loud bell resounding from Dalu Huang.

The whole array fell into a dead silence inexplicably.

Immediately afterwards, a group of figures walked out of the deep mountains, looking shocked towards the top of the mountain.

I saw that at this moment, in the azure sky thousands of miles, the rhyme of Taoism was multiplying, and the sound of thunder was more than that.

It seemed that the child that Ling Xiao dropped casually caused the world to tremble.

Zhong Tu frowned and looked surprised.

He cultivated the formation path, but he was also unparalleled in his skills, and he claimed that no one could match Qingcang on this journey.

But at this time, looking at the quiet and indifferent young man sitting in front of him, he actually felt a kind of fear, a kind of... fear of talent.

Daotian ancient stele does not bear its prestige.

Taking a picture in the phantom wall, it is difficult to shake its shape.

With a three-foot green front in his hand, all the enemies in the world are moving forward.

The six great monsters are not the enemy of one sword.

By the way! !

A little understanding of chess in his mouth can actually lead to such a vision.

How can there be such a wicked young man in this world? !

The Ling Clan’s 100,000 years of accumulation, really want to live in this life... Daxing?

"senior?"

Ling Xiao smiled, her eyes gleaming brightly, and she didn't have the slightest wave of waves because of the divine scene in front of her.

These old people have always liked to test their talents and temperament with chess skills, but they don't know that although he doesn't understand this way, he regards the common people as his son and the world as the game. How can this little bamboo board be shackled?

"A good one... a little understanding."

Zhong Tu sighed leisurely, and nodded lightly, "I see that the little friend is extremely talented, he is the supreme immortal figure of the formation, why not..."

Suddenly, Zhong Tu's expression was solemn, "I will accept my apprentices on behalf of the first teacher, and I will worship you as the same sect. When you are successful, how can I give you the seat of the lord of the courtyard?"

"what?!"

Hearing this, Ling Xiao's expression didn't change much, but Li Zhichu's beautiful eyes suddenly widened.

Hand over the position of the lord? !

As expected of you, Uncle Zhong!

It was the first time she had heard of this generation of masters accepting apprentices, but from this, she could also see the recognition of Ling Xiao from the bottom of her heart at this time.

"The hospital owner said it is heavy, the younger generation has mediocre talents, but it's just a fluke, how can you take on this important task, not to mention..."

Suddenly a touch of vicissitudes appeared in Ling Xiao's eyes, and his face was inexplicably heavy, "If the monster has not been removed, how can Ling Xiao dare to be stable, my way... is in the world, not a holy place."

"this…"

Rao Yi Zhongtu's character, at this time, was shocked by the brilliance emanating from Ling Xiao's body.

When the emperor is in the world, it is by no means a vain name! !

"Well, if you and I play a game, if I win, you will be the guest of my court."

"Oh?"

Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows lightly, and the guests from the courtyard could enjoy the resources of the courtyard. This old thing, the way of wooing people, is unique.

"Then what if I win?"

"If you win, I will give you an ancient formation."

Zhong Tu's expression was indifferent, even if Ling Xiao's talent was terrifying and unparalleled in ancient times, he still didn't believe that a young man could beat him on the chess road he had been immersed in for thousands of years.

"I don't want a formation. If I win, tell Ning Chuan to go down the mountain with me, punish evil, suppress demons, and level the world."

Ling Xiao said indifferently, but Zhong Tu's expression suddenly changed, and he was silent for a long while before he nodded lightly, "Okay! It's up to you."

"Om!"

When the words fell, I saw him wave a big hand, clearing the chessboard in front of him, and there was a solemn color on the old face.

Obviously, in his eyes at this time, Ling Xiao has been regarded as a real opponent, regardless of age!