Lu Zhou did not place his chess piece.
Instead, he looked at the listless and dispirited Yun Tianluo on the opposite side of the chessboard.
It was very quiet.
The disciples of the Three Sects could only see the two old men playing chess. After the energy swords disappeared, the two of them maintained this strange posture.
After a long time …
They saw Yun Tianluo's index and middle fingers were trembling.
He could not control the black chess piece between his fingers and it fell onto the chessboard.
Thud!
The veins on the chessboard lost their luster.
The golden radiance vanished as well.
The chess pieces on the chessboard seemed to have been eroded by the wind. The 19 lines were still clear, but the veins had been completely destroyed.
"Patriarch!"
When Feng Yizhi, the Luo Sect Master, saw this from afar, he was so anxious that he wanted to jump up.
Yun Tianluo said tonelessly, "Nan Gongwei."
"Yes, Patriarch."
"Whoever dares to come up will be dealt with according to the Three Sects' heaviest rules," Yun Tianluo said.
Nan Gongwei was taken aback. He could not understand this. However, he could only bow and say, "Yes, Patriarch."
Nan Gongwei stood in front of Yun Tianluo. The disciples and elders of the Three Sects had no choice but to stop. They sighed and shook their heads.
…
Yun Tianluo looked at Lu Zhou and said, "I've lost."
He shook his head lightly. His mental state seemed even more dispirited than before.
"In a game of chess, there are two things …
First, I'd like to spar with you, Brother Ji. Unfortunately, you're not affected by the 19 lines.
Second, I hope you can see what's sealed in the chessboard, Brother Ji … "
Yun Tianluo paused for a moment.
"There are many things that I can't remember clearly … I wonder if you'd like it, Brother Ji."
As he said this, he let out a smile.
"Make your move."
Lu Zhou looked at Yun Tianluo calmly and said, "I've seen it. Why should I make my move?"
"In a game of chess, the more you lose, the more you lose … 30 years will be decided by this move," Yun Tianluo said.
To be more precise, Yun Tianluo had sealed his memories of attempting the Nine-leaf stage.
The price for unlocking the memories in a game of chess was … his lifespan.
Lu Zhou had guessed this when he saw Yun Tianluo's dispirited expression.
"You'll pay the price no matter where I make my move? Are you sure you want to land? "Lu Zhou asked as he looked at Yun Tianluo.
"Defeat is already decided. If you don't make your move, it will be a complete defeat."
A pleading expression appeared on Yun Tianluo's face as he looked at Lu Zhou. "Make your move. There's still a chance."
…
Lu Zhou shook his head.
He was as stupid as Gong Yuandu.
However, Gong Yuandu wanted to die while Yun Tianluo wanted to live.
Only those who were brave enough to pay the price of thirty years were qualified to solve the chess game … What a foolish design.
Lu Zhou glanced at the weathered chessboard.
The arm slowly fell.
Just when Yun Tianluo thought Lu Zhou would place his chess piece on the right spot …
Lu Zhou moved to the left and placed the white Go piece between the four black Go pieces.
Clack.
Yun Tianluo was taken aback.
A strong wind blew.
The chessboard disappeared.
The patterns of the Holy Land beneath his feet lit up, and after a flash of light, everything returned to normal.
Yun Tianluo leaned back.
Nan Gongwei could not understand. He cried out involuntarily, "Ancestor … Why?"
Yun Tianluo did not answer his question.
He looked at Lu Zhou and said, "Thank you for showing mercy, Brother Ji."
"If you make your move this way, you'll lose less … 30 years. You have ten years to live," Lu Zhou said.
He could clearly sense that much of Yun Tianluo's life force had been absorbed by the patterns on the chessboard.
For the disciples of the Three Sects, only half a day had passed.
However, for Yun Tianluo, 20 years had passed in the blink of an eye.
"I didn't expect you to make such a move, Brother Ji …" Yun Tianluo was slightly excited.
He could not understand why Ji Tiandao, who was older than him, would give up his piece in such a manner.
…
After a moment of silence, Yun Tianluo looked at Lu Zhou and asked, "Can you tell me what you saw, Brother Ji?"
Lu Zhou said with a sigh, "I'm not sure."
Yun Tianluo nodded.
"There aren't many who can reach the peak of the Eight-leaf stage to begin with. I can't be sure if I'm alone."
He suddenly asked, "Since you've tried it, Brother Ji, do you have any impression of it?"
"I can't see clearly," Lu Zhou gave a good answer.
He was certain that every cultivator would have encountered the same thing.
When the power was at its peak, it was difficult for anyone to see what happened to the golden lotus.
Even so, Lu Zhou could only see it from the perspective of a bystander.
Who would have known that this would be the outcome?
Lu Zhou had no intention of telling anyone about what he saw.
Yun Tianluo nodded. His expression grew more and more dispirited.
The loss of 20 years of life had worsened his condition.
"Patriarch!"
This time, even the Sect Master of the Tian Sect, Nan Gongwei, could not help but run over and help Yun Tianluo up.
Yun Tianluo frowned and shouted, "Who allowed you to come here?"
Lu Zhou raised his hand.
"It's fine."
At the very least, these people had a conscience.
When Nan Gongwei helped Yun Tianluo up, a shocked expression appeared on his face as he said, "Patriarch … your life?!"
He was shocked when he sensed the loss of life in Yun Tianluo's body.
He immediately looked at the stone table in front of him.
The weathered chessboard had changed.
"Senior Ji … why must you be so overbearing?" Nan Gongwei could not understand why Ji Tiandao had to solve the chessboard.
To other cultivators, 20 years was nothing. However, to Yun Tianluo, it was extremely important and precious!
Lu Zhou stood up slowly. He placed one hand on his back and stroked his beard with the other.
He ignored Nan Gongwei.
Yun Tianluo's condition was worsening.
He raised his hand slowly and grabbed Nan Gongwei's arm as he said, "Don't be rude."
"Patriarch, look at the situation now!"
All of a sudden …
In the air outside the holy land, a beam of sword light shot toward them.
Energy swords filled the skies.
A figure could be vaguely seen among the energy swords.
"Give me back my junior brother's life!"
The disciples of the Three Sects inhaled deeply.
They looked at the sword path elite who had unleashed a grand technique with their mouths agape.
"The Yun Sect's sword altar's First Seat, Sword Saint Luo Shisan!" someone exclaimed in shock.
Sword Saint Luo Shisan charged toward the holy land with thousands of energy swords.
His body was parallel to the ground as he wielded his sword toward Lu Zhou's face.
He was going to attack the Evil Sky Pavilion's master in the middle of the holy land?!
The sword sliced through the air.
He had attacked with all his might!
"Master!" Little Yuan 'er and Mingshi Yin exclaimed in shock.
Leng Luo and Pan Litian frowned as well.
What no one expected was …
Lu Zhou did not move from his spot. His hand was still on his back.
Hu!
The thousands of energy swords merged with Luo Shisan's sword and shot toward Lu Zhou's forehead.
Therefore, when one obtains the wisdom of annihilation, one is able to stay in samadhi and appear everywhere, like light and shadow, appearing everywhere, yet in samadhi, one is silent and motionless.
This was the Mind Extinguishing Divine Ability of the Heavenly Calligraphy.
Lu Zhou lifted his right hand.
Light blue energy swirled around his fingers.
Pa.
Lu Zhou's expression was indifferent. He caught Luo Shisan's blade between his index and middle fingers.
The thousands of energy swords immediately dissipated.
Everyone cried out in alarm.
How was this possible?
His index and middle fingers rotated!
Bang!
The sword broke!
He took the opportunity to slap Luo Shisan's chest.
Lu Zhou stepped on the holy land. The blue lotus's energy sank into the ground. However, he could vaguely see the blue lotus leaves blooming.
Luo Shisan seemed to have lost his ability to think. He forgot to attack.
The palm print hit its mark!
With another loud bang, Luo Shisan was sent flying backward, face down.
Thud!
Luo Shisan fell to the ground like a dog eating sh * t.
The broken sword fell from the air. Both halves landed before Luo Shisan.
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