Tianshi travels in the clouds, returns to the mountain and finds that his home has been stolen

Chapter 47
【Alive!White is alive! 】

In the live broadcast room, some people who are proficient in Go saw the subtlety of this move.

【ah!Did you live? How did you live? 】

[Hurry up and explain, hurry up! 】

[Yeah, I can't understand it at all, whoever the god can explain it to me quickly! 】

[Does this mean that they can also be saved? 】

With the sound of living, the barrage that had fallen into silence became active again.

The sentence came alive, and everyone's heart twitched for it.

Apart from sending barrages to express their concerns, people were staring at the live broadcast.

Expect changes to occur.

Rumble!
A group of deep roars suddenly sounded, and the dedicated cameraman quickly pointed the camera at Shimen.

I saw that the originally closed stone gate actually opened slowly with the roar.

【Oh my god, I'm really alive, everyone is alive! 】

[Sheng Tian Banzi, the little Heavenly Master really did it! 】

[My whole body is numb now, this is too amazing! 】

【Which people were suspicious of our little celestial master just now? Can you still speak now? Hurry up and apologize! 】

Seeing the door slowly open, even people who don't know how to play Go know that Zhang Ping'an was really scared to death in this game.

The entire barrage fell into ecstasy, and those who raised doubts before came out to apologize.

At this time, in the stone room, the joy of the people was much more than that of the audience in the live broadcast room.

When Lin Meng was excited, he looked directly at Zhang Ping'an.

At this time, Bingbing also looked at Zhang Pingan excitedly.

The two girls rushed to Zhang Ping'an's side almost at the same time, hugging Zhang Ping'an who hadn't reacted yet.

Haw!

Haw!

Kissing his left and right cheeks twice in a row stunned Zhang Ping'an.

"Thank you, little celestial master, without you we might be."

After the catastrophe, the excitement of the two girls is beyond words.

Zhang Pingan pushed the two women away with a look of disgust.

At this time, Zhang Ping'an's eyes widened sharply, and he saw a half-grown old man running towards him happily.

The stubble-covered lips were puffed up due to the long-term lack of oxygen.

For the first time, Zhang Ping'an's face, which hadn't shown any waves since the Shimen closed, showed a trace of panic.

Zhang Pingan squatted down in fright, avoiding Li Yiming's fatal attack.

Just when he was about to raise his head, he saw another half-grown man rushing over.

"Wait a minute! There's something!"

Zhang Pingan yelled loudly, which made the two old men stop.

At this time, everyone was still immersed in the aftertaste of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe.

Zhang Ping'an was staring at the chessboard with both eyes.

Just when everyone thought that Zhang Ping'an was simply trying to divert the attention of the two old men, the chessboard suddenly split into two.

Only then did people realize that the chessboard was actually hollow.

After the chessboard was separated, an oiled paper package was presented in front of people.

"What is this?"

People looked at the oiled paper package in bewilderment.

After learning the lesson from the sudden closing of the Shimen, no one dared to act rashly this time.

While they were still hesitating, a tender little hand had already picked up the oiled paper package.

After picking up the oiled paper package, Zhang Pingan opened it directly, and it was a scroll.

The scroll unfolded slowly, and people's attention fell on it.

When the scroll was fully unfolded, four large characters appeared before everyone's eyes.

Luo Tian Dajiao!

After seeing the four words on it, a smile appeared on Zhang Ping'an's calm face.

He bowed slightly towards the direction of the coffin.

"Thank you senior for giving me the calligraphy!"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Ping'an turned around and looked at the people who were still in a daze.

"The Luo Tian Dajiao will be held in Fangshan Temple in half a month!"

After Zhang Ping'an finished speaking, he put away the scroll.

All the people present couldn't keep their mouths shut after hearing Zhang Ping'an's words.

It was just Lin Meng, Li Yiming and Qian Yueming, because they knew that the Luo Tian Dajiao was about to be held.

With psychological preparation, the expression is slightly better.

"So, this calligraphy was really given to the little celestial master by Li Chunfeng?"

After a while, a team member who was the first to recover from the shock said in surprise.

"I can prove this matter. Before I asked the Celestial Master to go down the mountain today, the Celestial Master was already preparing for the Luo Tian Dajiao!"

"Yes! I can prove it too!"

Qian Yueming and Li Yiming's direct export certificate.

For a while, the scene fell into an eerie silence again.

[That is to say, Li Chunfeng already counted what happened 1000 years ago? 】

[This is too mysterious, I feel like my world view is about to collapse! 】

[Wait a minute, the ones on the chessboard were shared with the little friends, not the descendants, but the little celestial masters? 】

[Li Chunfeng not only calculated that the little celestial master will enter his tomb in 1000 years, but also prepared gifts in advance! 】

[This Master Li Daguo is too good, can you figure it out? 】

[Historical records record that Li Chunfeng's support of Emperor Wu was based on calculations. I sneered at it and thought it was a beautification of historical data. Now I really believe it! 】

[Remind everyone, you can breathe now]

In the live broadcast room, people's jaws were dropped in shock by the inferred conclusions.

A gift spanning thousands of years, a game spanning thousands of years.

And just now Zhang Ping'an bowed to the coffin to express his thanks, the conversation that spanned thousands of years!
All of these are like heavy hammers beating their worldview on the verge of shattering crazily.

"If Li Chunfeng is already powerful enough, what about the little celestial master who beats Tianbanzi?"

In the stone room, a person murmured.

"That's right, Li Chunfeng from more than 1000 years ago knew that this game could be solved, but he couldn't solve it."

"And now the chess game has been solved by the little celestial master, this is why Li Chunfeng gave the little celestial master a gift!"

Someone else expressed emotion.

Then more than twenty pairs of eyes looked at the short figure.

That short figure looked so tall at this moment.

"Little Heavenly Master, what are you going to do next?"

After being shocked, as the person in charge of the ancient tomb excavation, Qian Yueming remembered that there was still business to do.

An old man asking a child for advice is not at all awkward at this moment.

Because of Zhang Ping'an's various miraculous performances, he has already completely conquered everyone present and in the live broadcast room.

"Senior Li has passed away, so the treasures in this tomb must be properly preserved."

"In addition, Senior Li's private residence has been destroyed. I suggest to build a statue for him at the original site."

"Accepting incense offerings will naturally bless one side!"

"Besides, this matter is over, I don't need to stay too long, I'm going back to Fangshan Temple now!"

After Zhang Ping'an finished speaking, he took the scroll with the words "Luo Tian Dajiao" written on it and walked out.

As soon as he returned to the ground, he saw Taoist Haiqiu waiting outside.

"Tianshi, Zhu Dinggui's subordinates have sent the transfer contract of Fangshan Temple."

Zhang Ping'an frowned, and the task of retaking Fangshan Temple was completed.

(End of this chapter)