His vision quickly changed.
By the time Jian Wushuang could see clearly, he was already on an immortal island shrouded in white mist. Rows of red-crowned cranes with sharp beaks and white feathers were leisurely walking on the beach like elegant fairies.
Startled by the fish in the sea, they immediately spread their wings and flew up, leaving white marks in the sky as they displayed their beauty to the fullest.
Taking a deep breath, even his divine power became much more abundant.
Jian Wushuang landed in front of a bamboo house.
Outside the bamboo house, the sun was shining and the sea breeze was warm.
On both sides of a chessboard, there were two jade plates filled with black and white chess pieces.
Patriarch Feng Tian sat on the black chess piece. When he saw Jian Wushuang admiring the island, he couldn't help but feel a little proud. "Junior, let me ask you, what do you think of my island? Let me tell you, even if an ordinary person stays on this island for a hundred years, he or she will be able to become an immortal and live forever. Even if a Supreme comes, his or her cultivation speed will increase by ten times. This place is much more powerful than the so-called Blessed Enclave of the top forces in the universe. "
Patriarch Feng Tian stroked his beard and smiled as he spoke.
However, Jian Wushuang's first words instantly froze the smile on his face.
"I'm just sighing. The universe is about to be destroyed, but you still have the mood to relax here. You're really magnanimous."
Patriarch Feng Tian's face quickly flushed with embarrassment when he heard this. He glared at him and said, "Kid, what else can you do other than use the universe's righteousness to pressure me?"
Jian Wushuang couldn't help but become speechless when he heard this. The little Daoist boy next to him also covered his mouth and chuckled.
"Hmph, don't be long-winded. Come and play chess with me!"
Ancestor Feng Tian impatiently crooked his finger at Jian Wushuang.
"Okay."
Jian Wushuang nodded and sat down cross-legged opposite Patriarch Feng Tian.
"Respect the old and cherish the young. I'll go first!"
Patriarch Feng Tian placed his black finger on the chessboard first.
He placed his finger on the center of the chessboard, which was the center of the chessboard.
After placing his finger, Patriarch Feng Tian looked up at Jian Wushuang with a smug smile. "This move of mine directly decides the game. The center of the chessboard is like a sharp sword against your throat. Junior, let's see how you're going to fight me. "
Hearing this, the little Daoist boy couldn't help but laugh again.
His master was going to use his bullsh * t theory again.
Placing his finger on the center seemed cool, but it was actually the most useless move.
Anyone who knew how to play chess could see that his master's move.
At that thought, the little Daoist boy looked at Jian Wushuang.
Truth be told, he hoped that Jian Wushuang would win. He was different from Ancestor Feng Tian. Ancestor Feng Tian had sealed himself in this small Southern Ying Immortal Island because he had a grudge with Eon God and because he was angry with Jian Wushuang.
However, the little Daoist boy didn't have that kind of mentality.
Just when he thought that Jian Wushuang would easily defeat Ancestor Feng Heaven-sealing Ancestor, the little Taoist boy's expression froze.
Jian Wushuang looked at the chessboard with a solemn expression. He frowned and looked like he was deep in thought.
In the next moment …
Jian Wushuang said solemnly, "Senior, your chess skills are superb and have reached the acme of perfection. I'm afraid you've reached the peak of Go. This move is very ruthless.
However, I have a way to deal with it as well! "
Smack!
Jian Wushuang placed his white finger on the bottom left corner of the chessboard.
"Senior, placing your finger on the center of the chessboard is indeed ruthless. However, if I guard the four corners and slowly surround them layer by layer, I'm sure I'll be able to catch a turtle in a jar!"
“？？？”
The little Daoist boy was dumbfounded.
'What … is this?'
"Catch a turtle in a jar, huh? Let's see how I'll go all out! "
Patriarch Feng Tian's eyes flashed with killing intent as he placed his finger on the bottom right corner of one of the four corners.
"Junior, you have a good plan and I have a way out. Now that I've secured a path of retreat, let's see how you're going to fight me."
Old Ancestor Feng Tian stroked his beard and smiled. He was unfathomably profound and elegant.
"Hmph, watch me attack again!"
Jian Wushuang placed his finger on one of the four corners again.
The little Daoist boy stood at the side and watched as Jian Wushuang and Patriarch Feng Tian fought back and forth with killing intent in their eyes.
He finally confirmed one thing.
'These two are f * cking newbies!'
If not for the fact that the little Daoist boy was indeed proficient in Go, he would have been fooled by their confident and reasonable words.
"It's one thing for these two people to be noobs, but they actually acted as if what they said made sense. I almost believed them."
The little Daoist boy muttered to himself, feeling inexplicably desperate.
As expected.
A moment later.
"Hahahaha, junior, you've lost!"
Patriarch Feng Tian slapped the chessboard, causing the pieces to shake violently.
"Awesome! Junior, you are the first person this old man has won against in the thousands of years that I have been obsessed with the art of Go! Hahahaha! "
Patriarch Feng Tian laughed wildly.
On the other hand, Jian Wushuang's face alternated between green and white.
He hadn't expected that he would still be one step behind after all his scheming. Forefather Fengtian had blocked the final 'hole' before him.
The little Daoist boy held his forehead and smiled bitterly. 'What am I seeing?'
It was supposed to be a high-level game of Go, but in the hands of Jian Wushuang and Patriarch Feng Tian, it had turned into a crude game of blocking holes to see who would fill in the gaps first.
It was a little unsightly!
Jian Wushuang stood up and sighed in his heart.
A loss was a loss. He was not a sore loser.
Since that was the case, he could only retreat and let Eon God find a way to get it himself.
However, Patriarch Feng Tian was not a bad person. No matter what, he had to persuade Eon God to find a way to save Patriarch Feng Tian's life.
With that thought, Jian Wushuang cupped his hands at Patriarch Feng Tian and said, "Senior, I'll take my leave."
With that, Jian Wushuang stood on his sword and prepared to leave.
Patriarch Feng Tian, who was laughing wildly and immersed in the joy of victory, could not help but be stunned when he saw this.
He had asked Jian Wushuang to play Go because he knew his Go skills were terrible and had never won. He wanted to use this opportunity to lend the Heaven-Sealing Banner to Jian Wushuang. This way, he would be able to save face and also lend the Heaven-Sealing Banner.
However, if Jian Wushuang wanted to leave, wouldn't his plan be for nothing?
"I really don't know if I should say that you're a disappointment or that my Go skills have improved by leaps and bounds recently. Sigh, it's hard to find a bosom friend.
I'm lonely, "Patriarch Feng Tian sighed inwardly. Then, he raised his head and shouted at Jian Wushuang's back as he prepared to leave.
"Wait!"
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