Fu Canglu

Chapter 593 Two Geniuses
Yi Xiao sat at the entrance of the stone cave. The blood at his tiger's mouth had slowly stopped, dried up, and scabbed. Constantly shaking slightly, like a sleepy old man.

In fact, he opened his eyes, trying to look at the exit in front of him.

The soul power of the young man in ancient robes, like the wind, lingered in a circle after canceling his touch on the chessboard, and dispersed like smoke.

Inside the Overlord's Tomb, silence was restored.

Yi Xiao looked at the exit in front of him, there were slight ripples, rippling like water ripples, in front of him was the sky of fragrant grass in April, but he couldn't touch it, and he couldn't get out, so he could only watch like this.

He slowly licked his thirsty lips, closed his eyes, subconsciously stretched out his hands, and groped towards the stone wall behind him, trying to find something.

Qi Yujian was no longer by his side.

I don't know where Wei Lingshan is now. She is not a fool. Seeing the collapse of Bachi Mountain, even if she was looking for it against the avalanche, a natural disaster of that scale cannot be stopped by manpower.
So it is impossible for her to arrive.

And myself and Gu Shengcheng, together with the demon spirits on the entire Daxue Mountain, collapsed and fell along with the Bachi Mountain after only a few breaths after opening the box.

I am trapped here, when will I be able to get out?

The soul who claimed to be "three thousand victories in the art of chess" was the inheritor of mind reading during his lifetime. If he stopped here holding the ink plate of life and death, who could break this restriction?

Is it possible that it really takes 1000 years?

Great irritability surged up in Yi Xiao's heart. He stared at the empty chessboard, trying to see a flower from it. He stared at it for a long while, but to no avail.

If Sanqiansheng hadn't deceived himself, then Mu Guizi's soul sea had already collapsed in [-] years, and now he was still half a step away from breaking through the ninth rank and reaching the realm of the master. If you step forward, even if you can break through the realm, how many years can the soul sea survive?

long night.

A ray of sky light is only a tiny bit away from him, but he still misses it.

Yi Xiao never made a move, he just stared at the chessboard calmly, trying to see something from the chessboard.

In his pupils, light gold was reflected, intertwined with slight blue, shaking back and forth, like a pool of spring water.

exactly.

His gaze swept across the empty chessboard, the green grass and sword energy half a mile away, and the lipstick coffin, and then he swept forward and landed on Gu Shengcheng who was a mile away.

He saw Gu Shengcheng's posture at the moment, standing upright, standing opposite the chessboard, his heavy black robe fluttering in the wind, covered in smoke and dust, he looked embarrassed, but his face was extremely calm, with one hand raised, only a sliver away from the chessboard distance.

Gu Shengcheng closed his eyes.

Yi Xiao smiled in a low voice, retracted her forward gaze, and said nothing.

There was still silence in the cemetery.

Yi Xiao knew Gu Shengcheng very well, and he wasn't worried. Gu Shengcheng's so-called "game-breaking" posture could break a game of [-] wins. Everyone was exhausted, and no one was better than the other.

The silence in the cemetery didn't last long, and the strong wind and sword energy that swept across the top of the tomb roared again.

Mu Guizi and Chi Yu were still chaotically bombarding the 360 ​​exits of the cemetery, hitting them to death again and again, trying to rely on their "eternal life" to break through the barrier at the entrance of the Tianmen.

Yi Xiao has the senior brother's hairpin in his hand, he can activate the sword energy every time, and kill the person who crashes into his opening, which can be regarded as being able to avoid the loss of the soul sea on the largest scale.

But Gu Shengcheng couldn't.

He can only consume soul power again and again to kill the opponent.

If this game continues without any twists and turns, it is very likely that everyone will die.

The sea of ​​souls of Yi Xiao and Gu Shengcheng couldn't bear the torture again and again, and collapsed in a long time.

But even so, the final outcome must be that Gu Shengcheng, who had no hairpin, exhausted his soul power first, and his soul sea collapsed.

ten days? 20 days?

There is no time in the tomb, the holy light at the gate of heaven, falls forever, repeats with the strong wind, the grass flies by, is swept up by the wind, turns into grass clippings, and after falling, it is reborn again.

For a long time, no one touched the chessboard first.

Gu Shengcheng would use very little soul power to deal with the intruders except when he was attacked by wooden ghosts and Chi Yu.

For the rest of the time, he maintained a strange and quiet posture, standing in front of the chessboard, looking quiet and solemn, perverse and withdrawn.

He wasn't afraid of being seen by Yi Xiao at all.

Because he just wanted to let Yi Xiao see it.

After Yi Xiao took a look at Gu Shengcheng on the first day, he closed his eyes calmly, changed to the most comfortable state, and leaned lazily on the stone wall, holding the half white cool wood hairpin loosely in his hand, Aim diagonally at the entrance outside the stone wall.

If Mu Guizi and the Dragon King crossing the river accidentally broke into his entrance, he would be strangled mercilessly by this hairpin.

The two of them kept the most tacit silence.

Like the twins under the coincidence of fate, standing on both sides of Tianmen.

It's a pity that the two sides of Tianmen are not light and darkness.

Both of them are in the darkness, and the light they long for is in front of them, but they can't find it.

No one can understand, understand, their weird and useless movements at this time.

Close your eyes and wait to die?
No.

No one else can understand it except them.

Close your eyes to survive.

For a long time, the two of them maintained an unparalleled tacit understanding. Neither of them spoke a word, and no one touched the chessboard. As the rules dictated, the young man in ancient robes couldn't gather his soul power, and appeared on the gate of Tianmen. In the chess game.

Until one day, all this changed.

Gu Shengcheng opened his eyes first, and he slowly withdrew his hand that was about to fall on the chessboard. Because he hadn't seen the sun for too long, his complexion was extremely pale, but there was a different look in his eyes.

With almost no time difference, Yi Xiao also opened his eyes.

His vitality didn't recover much, and the so-called "practice" seemed to be restricted in the tomb, otherwise he would have infinite eternal life, and he could continue to practice, and Mu Guizi wouldn't have collapsed directly in his sea of ​​souls in [-] years.

Close your eyes, stay still, what can you do?
Lost sight, touch, smell, taste.

Then just listen.

And calculations.

First listen to your own breathing, try to keep yourself extremely calm, inhale, then exhale, adjust your own frequency, and maintain coordination in two senses, so the interval between each breath is stable and reliable time.

The gust of wind and sword energy from the top of the tomb, every time it swept over, took an average of [-] breaths.

Every time the wooden ghost and the pond fish hit the entrance, the average is 210 [-] nine breaths.

There are 360 ​​entrances in the tomb, and once every 36 times, Mu Guizi and Chi Yu would "unconsciously" break into the entrance of themselves and Gu Shengcheng.

As above.

None of these can be seen.

The most intuitive and reliable data.

And the two people in the tomb kept extremely quiet, not just to hear this.

Or to hear each other.

After staring at each other for a moment, they confirmed the other party's thoughts.

When Mu Guizi and Chiyu broke into their cave, their breathing would be disturbed, and every time they disturbed, the degree of error would be superimposed, so a measurement and correction object was needed.

Yi Xiao took Gu Shengcheng as a benchmark for error correction.

He tried his best to listen to Gu Shengcheng's breathing. The so-called coordination in two senses, the first is the coordination of each breath, and the second is to constantly maintain the rhythm with the same frequency as Gu Shengcheng.

Unified the standard of this calculation.

Then there is the law.

In this world, some things seem to be very difficult to accomplish. For example, the deduction on the chess game requires huge and boring calculations. Such huge calculations are definitely not something ordinary people can complete. It requires strong talent and patience. And perseverance day in and day out.

A genius in a difficult situation will try these methods when he is forced to have no way to break the situation.

This is the simplest, most brutal, and most direct method.

Exhaustive method.

Yi Xiao, who was sitting paralyzed on the ground, supported the stone wall at this moment, his face was pale, and he stood up slowly. He looked at Gu Shengcheng who woke up from the state of closed eyes, and said softly: "So...what does this mean?"

These were the first words of a long time in the tomb.

Yi Xiao knew exactly what Gu Shengcheng was doing.

He was looking for the laws hidden in this huge tomb, buried unconsciously.

Gu Shengcheng found it.

Yi Xiao also found it.

But what does this mean?

Gu Shengcheng opened his eyes and looked at Yi Xiao calmly, without any expression in his eyes.

It's an extreme calm.

If the soul of Sanqiansheng can be condensed, then he will definitely feel that this is an unbelievable thing.

Because of his mind reading, he saw the softest thing in Gu Shengcheng's heart.

That human woman named "Qiu Shui" is the man's heart. Even if there is a possibility of resurrecting her hidden in the gate of heaven, he will try his best, even if he abandons himself, he will try it. Chance to break the game.

But he didn't.

During this long period of time, his finger has been hanging in front of the chessboard, without falling for a long time.

At the beginning, his fingers kept trembling, and he kept trying to make a move, but in the end he restrained himself, and finally regained his composure.

Breathe evenly.

boring search.

Then found the law in this tomb.

This is a terrible person.

Gu Shengcheng looked at Yi Xiao.

The image of the woman in the yellow shirt sitting in the wheelchair in Fengting City kept flashing back in his mind, and he couldn't forget it for a long time.

After the big defeat at the sword drinking party, he couldn't let go of it, and kept looking for what he should do to make up for the failure if he was given a chance to start again.

He found a way a long time ago.

At this time, this is the only way to survive.

He said calmly: "I have a way to defeat the mind-reading game. It doesn't take 1000 years, 100 years, or even... even a year."

(End of this chapter)