As seen by the naked eye, there was only a thick white fog in front of me.

But in Lu Yu's eyes, countless lines seemed to appear in front of him, leading to the depths of the formation.

Lu Yu walked and stopped, changing direction from time to time, and finally he suddenly realized his eyes and a green canyon with green mountains and green mountains appeared.

This place is very quiet. As soon as you step in, you feel a strong spiritual energy coming to your face.

Above the clearings in the valley, there is a stone pavilion.

Above the stone pavilion, an old man with white hair sat in the stone pavilion, with a chessboard placed in front of him.

The chessboard is carved on the stone table, and the stone is covered with traces of rubbing over the years, which is obviously very ancient.

On the other side of the chessboard, Tan'er was playing chess with the old man.

At this moment, Tan'er's expression was already very focused, and her pretty face turned red.

Lu Yu walked forward, but found that the chess game was coming to an end.

Tan'er's son has been eaten, and it is only a matter of time before he loses.

When Tan'er saw Lu Yu appear, he was shocked.

"Why are you here? Leave now!" Tan'er said anxiously.

She is now overwhelmed by this chess game and has no time to pay attention to Lu Yu.

If he could not break the chess game set by the old man in front of him, Tan'er would not be able to obtain the Dinglong Sword at all.

However, Tan'er has lost 79 games.

The old man seemed very patient and could do it again every time Tan'er lost the chess game.

But Tan'er was anxious because every time she played chess, she needed to consume a lot of mental power.

Tan'er has rested several times, but now she still feels a little dizzy, and she is almost losing the chess game in her hand.

Bang!

At this moment, the old man suddenly made a move.

After this pill fell, Tan'er's situation had been completely reversed and she was already losing.

"One more game!" Tan'er's eyes were red.

The reason why she was selected as a disciple by Bei Minghan was because of her young talent and showed her superhuman wisdom at a very young age.

Few people can defeat her in wisdom.

But in the old man, Tan'er suddenly felt a sense of despair.

At this moment, one hand was pressed on Tan'er's shoulder, and Lu Yu walked up and said lightly: "You are too tired, please rest for a while."

"You don't need to interfere here, so I'll wait for me." Tan'er was a little impatient.

She was still unconvinced. If she lost to the old man in front of her on the chessboard, she would never be convinced.

Lu Yu shook his head. He had long seen that Tan'er was at the end of his strength.

Without talking nonsense to her, Lu Yu took action directly and hit Tan'er's body with a spell, causing her to fall asleep.

Although the cultivator's mental power is much stronger than that of mortals, the continuous high-intensity consumption of mental power is also a great damage to her soul.

Putting Tan'er gently on one side of the pavilion, Lu Yu looked at the white-haired old man.

"Come on, play chess."

The old man's voice was calm and there was no sign of anger.

Lu Yu was not confused, and sat directly in front of the old man, holding a chess piece and landing.

Seeing that Lu Yu didn't ask, the white-haired old man was a little surprised.

But this surprised expression only stayed for a moment, and was immediately attracted by the chess game in front of him and continued to play.

Soon, the old man's expression appeared a little solemn.

Both of them played chess very quickly, and every time they made a move, they seemed to have not been thinking about it.

After a full stick of incense, a huge roar suddenly came from the chessboard.

From the surface of the board, a crack was cracked.
Chapter completed!