At first sight, Chen Luohe couldn't stop smiling on his face. The gentleness was something that Chen Yuyang had never seen since he was a child. Looking at his grandfather who was over 100 years old but had a strong body, Chen Luohe laughed twice and said, "Old ghost, are you still alive? You still have time to play chess, you are so old horse in the stable!"

The old man was startled by Chen Luohe's voice, and the chess piece in his hand fell on the chessboard with a tantrum. He turned around with a terrifying look on his face. Seeing that Chen Luohe and Chen Yuyang kept smiling at him, he also smiled awkwardly and explained: "I'm old and I'm too brave! Little kid, why do you think of coming back to see me!"

Chen Luohe pulled Chen Yuyang over and said, "Old ghost, look, this is my son, okay! I will take him back to see it this time, so as not to know what sect he came from!"

Chen Yuyang was so well-behaved that he shouted in front of the old man: "Great Grandpa!"

This made Xiaoyao Tianji feel comfortable when he heard this, but his eyes, which suddenly became erratic, were stunned for a long time, and sat down on the ground with a loud noise. The whisk in his hand was also scared and threw away. But soon he came to his senses and smiled: "I'm old, old, suddenly such a big great-grandson appeared, I was scared! I was scared!"

Although Xiaoyao Tianji said this, Chen Yuyang and Chen Luohe knew that this old guy had an outrageous cultivation level, how could he be so scared?

Although Xiaoyao Tianji has a silver thread, his face is smooth and rosy. He doesn't look like a person over 100 years old. If he changes into a black thread, he will definitely look like three brothers standing with Chen Yuyang and the others. The strange phenomenon in this made Chen Yuyang feel shocked. He thought to himself: Could it be the legendary martial arts saint?

Xiaoyao Tianji looked at Chen Yuyang deeply and smiled: "Your name is Chen Yuyang, right?"

"Yes, great grandpa!"

"Come on, come on, help the great-grandfather see if there is any help in this game of chess!" Xiaoyao Tianji laughed and led Chen Yuyang to him. Chen Luohe knew that this was the old guy who wanted to test him, so he naturally didn't say anything and watched his son's performance.

Chen Yuyang's chess skills are not weak, and coupled with the feeding of many treasure books in the Heavenly Court, he can be regarded as a master of chess and has seen countless chess games.

"Huh??" Chen Yuyang suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

Xiaoyao Tianji said excitedly: "Child, have you seen something come from?"

Chen Yuyang frowned and pointed at the chess game and said, "This, this endgame is not something that the human world should have! It looks so familiar, but I can't remember where I have seen it!"

Xiaoyao Tianji saw that Chen Yuyang said this endgame was not something that should be found in the world, so he felt a sudden turn in his heart, and Chen Luohe was also interested and wanted to take a look. However, when Chen Luohe's mind was integrated into the chess, he felt a huge impulse, a yellow light shining on his whole body, and he kept taking two steps back and exclaimed: "This chess, this chess..."

Xiaoyao Tianji quickly stopped Chen Luohe, looked at Chen Yuyang with a smile and said, "Child, there is a way to break it!"

Chen Yuyang had already integrated his mind into it at this moment, feeling that there were wars everywhere, with iron hooves, and he was extremely small in it. The yellow sand and sunset, the cracked armored cavalry were already powerless to turn the sky. However, at the end of the sky, a charming fire light was highlighted.

"Half of the city of smoke and sand, blood and tears fall, the remaining riders crack their armor, spreading red to the end of the world!" Chen Yuyang murmured to himself, and a light flashed in his eyes. Chen Yuyang said in surprise: "I understand, I understand, this is the chess game set by Taoist Tongtian and Taiyi of Donghuang. Yes, that's right!"

This time Chen Luohe and Xiaoyao Tianji were both shocked, and Xiaoyao Tianji said, "How did you know?"

"I remember, I remember!" Chen Yuyang seemed a little excited as he said.

After the Taoist Tongtian became a saint, he loved the world very much, and had no different religions, so he had a close relationship with the demon clan. Three thousand years before the Lich War, Taoist Tongtian set up this game with Donghuang Taiyi, in order to tell Donghuang Taiyi that the Lich War was like this chess game, and there was no way to crack it. Donghuang Taiyi did not believe it, so he studied this game for thousands of years, and finally found the method of cracking it.

The goodbye to crack was recorded in the Heavenly Court Book. Chen Yuyang hurriedly looked it over and didn't have time to check it out in detail, but he still vaguely remembered the subtle joints in it.

"Bang" fell, and a large piece of white chess piece was killed. Xiaoyao Tianji was stunned for a moment, and the black chess fell. The two of them walked a hundred hands in a row, and the black and white sides finally got a delicate balance. Baizi vaguely made a half-eye chess, and Xiaoyao Tianji was stunned and said, "Break, break, break, break and then stand!"

Coming back to his senses, Xiaoyao Tianji said seriously: "Yuyang, come with me!"

Chen Luohe also nodded and signaled that Chen Yuyang would go over.

Following Xiaoyao Tianji, Chen Yuyang came to a secret room. The secret room was very simple, with only one bed and a cushion. Chen Yuyang was thinking about the possible residence of Xiaoyao Tianji.

There was also a portrait of a Taoist wearing a red Taoist robe hanging on the wall. Opposite the portrait, the vast Taoist sculpted on the wall, shining brightly. Xiaoyao Tianji knelt in front of the portrait and said, "The 235th generation of Xiaoyao Tianji of Xiaoyao Sect live up to the trust of the ancestors. Finally, he found a person with destiny and passed on the Taoist tradition of Xiaoyao. Please give it a clear lesson!"

Speaking Xiaoyao Tianji waved to Chen Yuyang and said, "Child, come here! Kneel down!"

Chen Yuyang knelt in front of the portrait for some reason, but unexpectedly the Taoist in the portrait turned his face away, and there was still a look of panic on his face. It seemed that he didn't dare to accept Chen Yuyang's bow at all. Chen Yuyang was a little puzzled. Xiaoyao Tianji looked panic and didn't know what to do.

The portrait stirred up a wave again. The Taoist in the portrait waved to Xiaoyao Tianji. Suddenly, a ray of light shone out in the room. Behind the golden light, a poem appeared. Xiaoyao has been able to achieve Taoism for thousands of years and is not subject to secular cliffs. The clear sky is the road of the road, and the three-legged tripod is the ancestor.

"This..." Xiaoyao Tianji couldn't help but wonder what the four lines of poetry that Master Guigu gave him meant.

In fact, Chen Yuyang was even more confused and thought to himself: Why can you write poems in this portrait?

Xiaoyao Tianji silently recited these poems, turned his face suddenly and stared at Chen Yuyang, a sudden sense of oppression arose. Facing Xiaoyao Tianji, Chen Yuyang felt that his intimidation was much greater than Long Bai. Could it be that he had become a god, but it was impossible! Then why was there such great pressure? Chen Yuyang didn't have time to think about the key points at this moment.

Xiaoyao Tianji frowned, and a light flashed between his eyebrows, illuminating the entire room.

Chen Yuyang exclaimed: "Sky Eyes!!" hf();
Chapter completed!