Thirty Lines of Heaven and Earth Chess?
The Ninth Young Master and Wu Yazi were shocked by the Elixir King's arrangement.
The Lines of Heaven and Earth Chess was created by Old Man Guanqi. Usually, only Old Man Guanqi's disciples would have the inheritance. Did the Elixir King have it too? Was he also one of Guanqi's nine disciples?
Gu Hai's chess pieces gradually became serious.
"Pa!" "Pa!" "Pa!"
As the two placed Go stones, they played back and forth. As the countless Go cultivators in the surroundings watched the two place their Go stones, they gradually showed worry for Gu Hai. Because as the Sages were angry. Countless painting cultivators immediately channeled their artistic conception to Gu Hai.
Boom!
Gu Hai's body was like a colorful sun, emitting all kinds of light.
"With so many artistic conceptions, how can Gu Hai play chess? Is his willpower that high? "The Future Buddha frowned and put his palms together.
"Hmph, Gu Hai is not affected by the Painting Dao? These painting cultivators are a bunch of trash! "Taishang's eyes were cold.
Tai Chu stared at Gu Hai.
Gu Hai was unmoved and continued to play his chess piece.
Not to mention that the artistic conception was useless to Gu Hai, Gu Hai's current Chess Dao already gave Gu Hai extremely strong willpower. He played chess with the Elixir King.
The Elixir King was also very careful because he understood the current situation. As long as he defeated Gu Hai, countless Sages would be willing to recommend him.
"Mr. Goode doesn't seem to be affected?"
"Mr. Goode is really amazing. With so many artistic conceptions, he can still play his chess piece?"
"The Hall Master of the Elite Hall is really amazing!"
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The people around praised.
The Sages stared at Gu Hai.
"Hmph, let's see how long you can last!" a painting Sage said coldly.
Even though Gu Hai was not affected now, the Sages were sure that Gu Hai would definitely not be able to take it. There were nearly ten thousand painting cultivators, and they were not ordinary people. They were all painting cultivators who could create illusions. Gu Hai would definitely not be able to last long. No, even the Sages in the sky would definitely not be able to last long, let alone Gu Hai.
Just as the Elixir King, painting cultivators, and the Sages were looking forward to it, a voice suddenly sounded.
"Hahahaha, Mr. Gu, I'm done. Look at my painting, I'm done!"
Done???
When they heard this voice voice, almost all the Sages shuddered.
. was that Chang Sheng????? Scourge had painted painted painted Scourge again????
Originally, the group of Saints wanted to see what Chang Sheng had drawn. However, the hundred pregnant Saint who had fainted at the side immediately reminded them. Immediately, no one dared to look at Chang Sheng's drawing.
Another painting painting another painting? Did that scourge paint another painting?
Chang Sheng's voice seemed to have stopped the entire Heavenly Yin City. The expressions of the five hundred million people and the one hundred thousand participating cultivators all darkened.
What was he painting?
However, no one dared to look. At least, Mu Chenfeng, Mo Yike, and Binghime did not dare to look.
Chang Sheng's painting was extremely evil. Who would dare to look?
"Mr. Goode, how's my painting? Mr. Goode …! "Chang Sheng immediately rushed over with the painting.
Gu Hai naturally heard Chang Sheng's painting. However, with the "egg painting" in front of him, Gu Hai really did not dare to look at it. He also did not want to dampen Chang Sheng's mood. He pretended not to hear and continued to play.
"Mr. Goode, I'm done painting. Look, you're in a court meeting. Oh right, you're playing chess. Forget it, forget it. Let me save you!" Chang Sheng said anxiously.
After saying that, Longevity Sage turned the painting towards Gu Hai. Then, a golden light suddenly surged out from the painting, shooting towards Gu Hai. "That's right.
"Huh?"
"What's on the painting?" In the end, some people turned to look curiously.
When they saw Chang Sheng's painting, almost everyone's expression froze.
"Hiss!"
"He really dares!"
"He actually painted Sages?"
"How can he paint that? Is he crazy? "
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Many people who saw the painting were shocked.
However, they saw that in Chang Sheng's painting. It was extremely magnificent.
In the painting, Gu Hai was wearing a dragon robe and sitting on the dragon throne. Countless officials stood in two rows. These officials were not bystanders, but more than ten thousand painting cultivators participating in the competition.
Chang Sheng painted all these painting cultivators as Gu Hai's subjects.
More importantly, in the center of the court in the painting, there were five hundred Sages. They were painting Sages. A hundred of them were carrying children and kneeling in front of Gu Hai in the painting. The other four hundred were also covered in wounds and were on the verge of death. They were all tied up. It was as if they were waiting for Gu Hai in the painting to give the order and they would be beheaded in public.
The people who saw the painting were completely shocked.
"Is this a depiction of Gu Hai's majesty?"
"All five hundred painting Sages have become prisoners and are being detained. Is this the scene of the trial of the Sages?"
"He, he doesn't want to compete anymore? He even dares to slander the judge? "
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Countless people exclaimed.
However, they saw Chang Sheng tremble. In the painting, a loud shout suddenly sounded, "Those who collude with this evil will have their entire family wiped out!"
This was the voice that came from the painting.
But under this strange voice, the golden light in the painting suddenly increased by ten thousand times. It rushed straight to Gu Hai's body and instantly covered all the other lights on Gu Hai's body. Moreover, it followed the painting light that shot from all directions and transmitted the golden light to the ten thousand painting cultivators who were attacking Gu Hai.
Boom!
The ten thousand painting cultivators were instantly enveloped by the golden light.
Almost at the same time, the ten thousand painting Sages shuddered. They entered Chang Sheng's painting intent.
Chang Sheng's painting intent displayed the boundless majesty of the court. It was as if the heavenly might had instantly overwhelmed the minds of all the painters. The painters forgot everything and really thought that they were Gu Hai's subjects.
It was just like the illusion that Gu Hai saw. Not only did these painting cultivators see it, but they also saw it in their hearts.
Thump! Thump! … … … … … …
Instantly, the ten thousand painting cultivators knelt on the ground.
"Your Majesty, please forgive us. We have nothing to do with these Sages!"
"Your Majesty, these Sages will die a horrible death. I have nothing to do with them!"
"These shit-eating Sages, I have nothing to do with them at all!"
"Your Majesty, please behead all of these Sages in public!"
"No, Your Majesty, please hang their heads on the city gate tower!"
"Your Majesty, these Sages are not human."
"Your Majesty, these Sages are worse than pigs and dogs. Kill them!"
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Under the Emperor's "heavenly might", the painters pointed at the Sages in the sky and insulted them. They said that they were worse than pigs and dogs, that they were good-for-nothings, and that they were beasts. All kinds of insults were endless.
"You, how dare you!" The painting Sages roared angrily and almost fainted from anger.
How many years had it been? They had never been insulted like this. For thousands of years, tens of thousands of years, when had they not been worshipped by the participants of the Thousand Sage Assembly? When had they not begged them to look at them more?
How dare you scold me? And you even scolded me so harshly? You don't have a penis? Is this how you scold me?
The four hundred Sages were shocked and furious.
A super farce broke out in the central square, attracting the attention of the participants in the Book Battle Area, the Zither Battle Area, and the Chess Battle Area.
The five hundred million people in the surroundings were in an uproar.
Some were surprised, some were laughing, and it was extremely noisy.
"Changsheng? His Art Concept overpowered all the other participants? "Kong Di, who was not far away, narrowed his eyes.
Qing Emperor's face also darkened. "Changsheng? I understand. It's him, it's him, and that Ziwei? It's the two of them? "
In Dongfang, the angels watched in shock.
"True Lord, is that person's Art Concept really so powerful?" a six-winged angel said in shock.
"The battle of Art Concepts is a clash of Concepts. The loser will collapse a thousand miles away, and the winner will change the enemy's mind. This person's Art Concept is indeed powerful. A heaven-level brush? Did Gu Hai ask him to draw that painting? "Tai Chu frowned and said.
In the South.
"Juzi, are Gu Hai and the others crazy? How can they draw such a painting? Do we still need to judge? "a disciple of the Taishang Sect said with a frown.
Taishang Juzi narrowed his eyes and said, "Is this a suicide mission? Hmph, Gu Hai is so cruel. He knows that the Art Path Sage won't choose him, but he did the opposite. He made all the participants curse the Sages, saying that they're worse than beasts, so that the Sages won't choose them? "
In the West.
"Amitayus Buddha! That's too harsh. The Sages have already transcended the world, but they're saying that they're immoral. These participating painters are really mixed! "A Bodhisattva sighed.
"Good drawing doesn't mean good character. Sigh, with this, the atmosphere of this year's Sage Assembly has changed a little!" The Future Buddha smiled bitterly.
Changed a bit? It was more than that.
The painters who were kneeling and worshipping Gu Hai insulted the Sages with harsher and harsher words. In order to distance themselves from the Sages, they even made up stories about the Sages being gay. The four hundred Sages almost fainted.
"Brat, how dare you!"
"How dare you! If I can come down, I'll definitely kill you!"
"Ignorant brats, bastards!"
"I'll fight it out with you!"
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The Sky Sage shouted angrily, but there were more than ten thousand painters below. There were too many people talking, so the four hundred Saints could not refute at all. There were even a few Saints who valued their reputation more than their lives. After being slandered by this "disgraceful" story, they fainted.
Changsheng was smug.
Gu Hai, who was sitting at the side, had cold sweat on his forehead. He smiled bitterly. Changsheng, you're too awesome this time.
"Changsheng is going too far again!" Mu Chenfeng said blankly.
"This group of His Holiness hates His Majesty to death!" Mo Yike smiled bitterly.
Binghime didn't know how to deal with this, either. She could only smile bitterly and say, "At the very least, this proves that Changsheng's Painting Dao is incredible. He suppressed everyone by himself!"
Venerable Liu Nian, who was presiding over the Painting Dao at the side, was already stunned.
This was the first time he saw a Painting Dao competition that angered the judges to such an extent. All the Painting Dao participants were kneeling and scolding the judges. How could this continue? Can anyone teach me what I should say?
"Thank you for letting me win!" Gu Hai suddenly said.
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