The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

At this moment, all the chess kings are standing by the lake, watching Yan Chuan step by step walk with eyesight, with admiration in their eyes, but also speechless.

After finally getting the qualifications to watch chess, it was discovered that the two players were actually in the center of the lake. What do you think?

In the pavilion on the other side.

Meng Rongrong wearing a hat, sitting on a stone bench, drinking tea, watching quietly, standing behind him is Evergreen and the others, watching this scene a little weird, because no one knows Yan Chuan wants what the hell is happening in the end.

In the center of the lake, there are some simple cooking utensils, pastries, and a Go table. Two resting benches.

A white haired old man sitting on the chessboard. Looking at Yan Chuan walking in the distance, his expression was indifferent.

Yan Chuan also saw the old man, but he did not speak across the small lake.

"Side By Side King, please!" Yi Lin stepped forward.

"en!" Yan Chuan nodded.

Yan Chuan carried the Jade Emperor Sword, and Liu Jin carried a scroll of paintings. As Yilin stepped on a small boat, the small boat quickly rowed to the central island.

Landing!

"Yan Chuan, I have met the old Imperial Tutor!" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

"Yi Feng, I have seen the word Side By Side King!" Yi Feng also politely said.

"Yan Chuan chose this place to play against the old Imperial Tutor this time, just to show the exquisiteness of chess, I hope the old Imperial Tutor will like it!" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

"wait and see!" Yi Feng nodded.

Yi Feng did not say much, and Yan Chuan did not say much, because it is not the time yet.

"Liu Jin!" Yan Chuan looked towards Liu Jin.

"Yes!"

Liu Jin quickly unfolded the space scroll, and slowly took out a piece of rice paper from the scroll.

"Huh?" Yi Lin's eyes widened, revealing a surprised look.

In the distance, in the small pavilion by the lake, Meng Rongrong said weirdly: "The magic weapon of space?"

Yi Feng's eyes were light flashed, and he did not speak.

Liu Jin raised the chessboard on the stone table and pressed the piece of rice paper underneath.

"Rong? A good word, what does this mean?" Yi Feng said with a smile.

"I'll know soon!" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

"Liu Jin, go!" Yan Chuan looked towards Liu Jin.

"Yes!"

Liu Jin stepped on the previous boat, and Jiading quickly sailed the boat to the shore.

Next, Liu Jin took out sheets of rice paper from the scroll.

Put a piece by the small lake and press it up with a stone.

"weng!"

The small lake was all around, suddenly mist filled.

"What's the matter? Fog, why is it foggy?"

"Yes, there is only one area, there is no fog in other places!"

"That piece of paper? Is it the magic weapon of the fairy family?"

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The chess kings said in surprise.

Liu Jin ignored it. Instead, around the small lake, he quickly laid out the sheets of rice paper and fixed them with stones.

The fog is getting more and more, and the lake is supplemented by the lake, and the fog is rising.

A lot of eyes were cast on each piece of rice paper.

"Wind and rain when the pen falls?" Yi Feng asked in surprise.

"Oh? Old Imperial Tutor also knows?" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

"Your father said that you did not expect that you reached this realm at a young age!" Yi Feng exclaimed.

Yan Chuan did not correct it, only faintly smiled and said: "The chess players can infuse their own mana on the chessboard. You and I are only Strength Realm. Naturally, I can’t do it. It's a coincidence that the fog shows the chess way after possessing mana!"

"wait and see!" Yi Feng said with a smile.

Yi Feng's grandson was stunned, staring at Yan Chuan as if he had met Yan Chuan for the first time.

By the lake, in the pavilion.

"The pen was shocked by wind and rain? Did Yan Chuan write it?" Changqing asked in surprise.