Yan Lan stood there, quietly looking at the woman in red dress.

There was only one stick of incense, and the woman in the red dress was still motionless, as if she didn't notice Yan Lan's arrival at all.

Yan Lan quietly retreated, bypassed the woman in the red dress, and walked towards other parts of the Peach Blossom Forest.

After turning around, Yan Lan said attentively: "There is no one else on this island except the woman in red dress. Could it be that everything is hidden? I have to ask the woman in red dress before I know it?"

Yan Lan took a deep breath and gently approached the woman in the red dress.

"Since you are here, you have to figure out the secrets of this place. Even if the Yin-Yang Banner cannot come out of here, the Zen mind can definitely travel through the void and take me away."

Yan Lan made up her mind and when she approached the woman in the red dress, she stopped slightly, but did not stop, but approached the woman in the red dress more cautiously.

A moment later, Yan Lan came to the woman in the red dress. He leaned closer and looked at the woman in the red dress carefully.

The woman in the red dress had a fair face, raised eyebrows and red lips, and was extremely charming. She was somewhat similar to the temperament of the Uncursed Mountain Man in the Tian6 Wushu Mountain Man. However, in terms of appearance, the woman in the red dress was more charming and charming, while the Uncursed Mountain Man was more charming and charming.

"Strange, I'm so close to her, and she still has no movement. Could it be that this is another illusion?"

Yan Lan wanted to touch the face of the woman in the red dress, but as soon as she reached out, she felt that this was impolite, so she had to stop and thought: "This place is full of thunder seas. The ancient thunder punishment certificate behind me is transformed by the thunder punishment woman. She is also a thunder attribute. If she is invited out, I don't know how she will think."

Yan Lan wanted to send out his divine thoughts and contact the woman who beat the lightning, but then he thought: "Forget it, if the woman who beat the lightning with the temperament, one thing that doesn't like is killing. I have countless enemies now, and I will not be sure to disturb the woman who beat the lightning."

After calming down, Yan Lan turned his attention to the chessboard.

After watching for a while, Yan Lan frowned: "Strange. What kind of chess is this? Although I am not a master of chess, I know a little bit about the trends of chess. However, there are thousands of chess pieces in this chess game. It is messy and all the chess pieces are gray, and they are just randomly placed. What is the woman in the red dress looking at?"

Yan Lan became more and more confused as she looked at it. So she turned behind the woman in the red dress and stared at the chessboard from the angle of the woman in the red dress.

In this way, Yan Lan looked at the chessboard quietly and slowly fell into deep thought.

After three incense sticks, Yan Lan was like a woman in a red dress, not moving, but only stared at the chessboard with her eyes tightly.

But the difference is that Yan Lan's thoughts did not stop. He felt that this chessboard must have its own mystery, otherwise the woman in the red dress would not be so obsessed with it.

Perhaps, the woman in the red dress has been staring at the chessboard like this for thousands of years, but I don’t know if her thoughts have stopped.

Yan Lan's thoughts were spinning wildly, comparing every chess he knew one by one.

Yan Lan even mixed all kinds of chess together, hoping to find some rules from it.

However, no matter how Yan Lan fiddled with it, she could never find any tricks.

After about six hours, Yan Lan no longer knew how many ways to deduce the chess in his mind, but there was no trace of it. He couldn't help but mutter softly: "Is this not a game of chess at all, but something to simulate?"

Yan Lan stared at the chessboard. At this moment, he didn't notice. When he said this, the woman in the red dress contracted slightly.

Here, the spiritual power did not change and the spiritual consciousness was lost. It was understandable that Yan Lan could not detect the slightest change.

Yan Lan looked at it for a moment and thought to himself: "Can each of these chess pieces represent a star? These more than a thousand chess pieces represent the brightest thousand stars above the sky?"

Yan Lan's mind suddenly shook, and a map of the night sky and stars appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness.

There are countless stars in the night sky, and there are more than a thousand.

Yan Lan was patient and removed the stars with faint stars one by one. After several incense sticks, only 1,024 stars were left.

There are 1,024 chess pieces on the chessboard.

Yan Lan slowly merged the star map in his mind with the chessboard in front of him.

In an instant, Yan Lan's pupils condensed, and the two pictures fitted almost perfectly, with only one star and a chess piece, deviating.

"Huh, why is this happening? Could it be that I was wrong?"

Yan Lan followed the chess piece diagram to the sky in the night sky, but it appeared. The only chess piece with deviations was not in the night sky. There were no stars corresponding to it?

"How could this be? Is this the key to the chessboard?"

Yan Lan took a deep breath, looked at the star map in his mind carefully, and murmured: "The only star with deviation is...Yimura Star!"

"What? Yingmao?"

Yan Lan's eyes widened, and a look of horror appeared on her face.

At this moment, Yan Lan's heart echoed the voice of the untrue immortal on the ground: "Yinghuo Yaohong, six disasters in troubled times!"

Yan Lan's breathing became rapid, and a chill came from the back of her neck.

"Yinghuo Yaohong, six disasters and troubles in the world, is this prophecy also related to this chessboard?"

Yan Lan stared at the chessboard with her body trembling slightly. He originally felt that this mysterious space should not be related to some previous events.

Now it seems that the facts are not as he thought.

Yan Lan approached the chessboard a step closer, staring at the only misaligned piece, and thought to himself: "This piece corresponds to the star of Yingmao. If you move this piece to the position of Yingmao, can you break the peace of this space and help me unlock the secret?"

Yan Lan clenched her fist, and her palms were soaked with sweat.

Although he seemed to have noticed the rules of the chessboard in his heart, Yan Lan was still hesitant to move.

Because he knows nothing about this space, and it may hide danger.

But if you don’t crack it yourself, then the unknown will always be unknown.

Yan Lan hesitated for a moment and gritted his teeth and said, "Since there is such a rule, it means that it is waiting for others to crack it. But the spiritual power here cannot be activated, otherwise, I can move the chess piece from the air without having to use my hands to move it."

After exhaling heavily, Yan Lan stepped to the stone table, stared at the eyes, stretched out his right hand, and gently pressed it on the chess piece.

Everything, nothing happened.

Yan Lan held his breath and slowly moved the chess piece, only an inch away, but he felt that he had moved for a long time.

Finally, Yan Lan moved the chess piece to the position where Yingmao Star was.

Suddenly, Yan Lan felt a hot temperature coming from the chess piece's fingertips, as if there was a dormant volcano lurking inside the chess piece.

Yan Lan snorted lightly and stopped quickly. He immediately saw that the chess piece shone with a demonic red light throughout the body, and a strange wave spread out from the entire chessboard.

It seems that something has been sleeping for thousands of years and is slowly waking up. (To be continued.)

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Chapter completed!