The bitter smile of the other three was in stark contrast to Shuzong's smug smile, and all three of them glared at Shuzong through gritted teeth.

In this regard, Shuzong shrugged his shoulders unconcernedly, and muttered to himself: "Three bottles of Baiguo Brew are enough for me to drink for several months!"

Hearing this, the corners of the three of their mouths twitched, and Qi Zong shook his head and said, "Senior Brother Shu, you have a lot of confidence in him! If he doesn't come here, then this bet is a tie, isn't it?"

In the same words, both the Qin Sect and the Painting Sect chuckled lightly and said, "Indeed, it is still unknown whether that kid can come here. Senior Brother Shu will assert that it is too early at this moment!"

Turning around, looking at the three people hugging together, Shuzong Lou said lightly: "At this moment, you can only comfort yourself with such a reason, hehe, that kid will definitely be able to come here, I have confidence in him!"

After speaking, Shuzong turned around and quietly looked at the thin figure below, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

The further back you go, the more difficult the endgame becomes.

Although Ye Chen had the feat of breaking the endgame with nine sons before, Shuzong was still a little worried, after all, those endgames were too difficult.

On the long road, Ye Chen walked forward, his eyes closed, and for those endgames, Ye Chen always treated them with a plain heart.

Cracking the endgame and feeling the sword intent, this scene was staged in Ye Chen's absence.

Most of the sword intents contained on these chessboards were the same, but what made Ye Chen feel admired was that this sword intent was actually able to conjure up thousands of postures, showing different charms.

Feng Xue was still roaring, looking at the endgame in front of him, Ye Chen's sword finger quickly pointed, and he cracked the endgame in front of him with just a few dozen fingers.

As always, after cracking the endgame, Ye Chen stood in place, feeling the sword intent contained in the chessboard.

The sword intent changes in a myriad of ways, sometimes as fierce as the storm" and sometimes as soft as the spring breeze, in Ye Chen's perception, this sword intent presents a different posture.

The snow huā gently knocked off Ye Chen's face, Ye Chen opened his eyes, raised his head, looked at the devil-like hideous night, and was silent for a long time.

The wind has different attitudes, breeze, whirlwind, wind, storm, and the wind is in different postures to show the style of life.

"And this sword intent also presents his artistic conception in a different posture!" Ye Chen muttered softly: "This sword intent is the posture of the artistic conception, and it is an extension of the artistic conception!"

After a long time, Ye Chen woke up from his realization, lowered his head, looked at the cold wind that rolled up the remnants of snow all over the ground, and smiled faintly.

With his eyes slightly lowered, Ye Chen continued to slowly advance towards the chess path.

The difficulty of the Shu road is difficult to go to the blue sky! And the chess road in front of you is no less than a Shu road.

Holding the wine jug in one hand, Ye Chen walked forward, no matter how dangerous the endgame was, Ye Chen always faced it with a plain heart, and his face was always as plain as water.

On the chess table, looking at the thin figure, Wu Zong, who had been silent, suddenly spoke: "As a martial artist, the most important thing is to maintain a plain heart, and only in this way can you not be caught up in Hongchen's hope."

As a chess player, the most important thing is to keep a flat heart, the only way to know when to abandon a pawn and when to make a move!"

After speaking, Wu Zongruo looked at the chess sword with deep meaning, and said lightly: "Qi Jian" Your talent in the chess path is stronger than him, but you are a little inferior to him, then you can't keep a flat heart when you solve these endgames!"

"I just want to solve the endgame quickly, how can I really enjoy the happiness brought by these endgames?" Wu Zong pointed to the mountain road shrouded in wind and snow, and said softly: "This"

You're not as good as him!"

Hearing this, the chess sword bowed slightly to Wu Zong, recalling the days when he had solved the endgame before, indeed, at that time, he only thought about how to solve the endgame, and never enjoyed the happiness brought by the endgame.

"The most difficult thing in this world is undoubtedly to maintain a plain heart, this red dust is rolling, some people have forgotten their original thoughts because of fame, because of profit, because of xìng!" Wu Zong turned around, looked at Qi Jian and said: "Qi Jian, did you learn chess for this endgame?" Hearing this, Qi Jian raised his head, bowed to Wu Zong again, and said, "The disciple has been taught!"

Seeing that Qijian understood his words, Wu Zong smiled with relief, and his gaze fell on the two figures on the chess path again.

"This son can look at all this indifferently!" Wu Zong sighed slightly, this son's reaction was not at all like that of a teenager, like a wise man who had experienced many things.

The weather is gradually clearing, and the wind and snow that have been blowing for several days rarely stop.

On the chess path, the two hazy figures loomed in everyone's sight.

Time is like the falling snow for everyone, and if they don't pay attention to it, the time of January will pass quietly like quicksand at their fingertips.

The endgame is changing, on the long chess path, the chessboard comes out one after another, and in the end, Ye Chen himself forgot how many endgames he had cracked.

A trace of understanding flowed in Ye Chen's heart, the first ray of dawn between heaven and earth fell on Ye Chen, raising his head, Ye Chen looked at the figures on the chess table, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It's a long chessboard, and now there are only three endgames left in front of you in the endgame, and if you break these three endgames, then this sword post trip is over.

The closer you get to this chess table, the more terrifying the endgame becomes, and the interlocking layout is amazing.

When Ye Chen paid attention to the chess table, Wu Zong and the others also looked at the figure dozens of meters away, their eyes full of astonishment and shock.

Even if it is a disciple of the Martial Heaven Sect, there are no more than ten people who can crack the endgame to such an extent, let alone this person from the outer sect.

The eyes of the disciples of the Martial Heaven Sect looking at Ye Chen were full of admiration, and if they wanted to make people feel admired, then they would impress him in the field he was best at.

Catching a glimpse of the two thin figures below, the smile on Shuzong's face became even stronger.

And the three of Qin Zong were full of bitterness, this Ye Chen was so perverted that he was able to come this far.

"Senior Brother Qin, it seems that your three bottles of Hundred Fruit Brew are about to be ready!" Shuzong raised his head and chuckled, "I want to thank that kid this time, I have three bottles of Hundred Fruit Brew for nothing!"

Hearing this, the three of them in Qinzong were all angry, and this kid from Shuzong was cheap and behaved!

"Senior Brother Shu is too happy too early!" Chess Sect pointed to the three chessboards below and chuckled: "He was able to solve the previous endgames, but the endgame in front of him is not necessarily!

Hearing this, the smile on the corner of Shuzong's mouth immediately froze, his eyes were slightly condensed, and he looked at the three chessboards below with a slight heaviness.

Heaven, earth and man three chess, these three endgames are heaven chess, earth chess, human chess, these three endgames are the root of Wu Tianzong's foundation, in the past, yù became the sect master of Wu Tianzong, then it is necessary to crack these three endgames.

These three endgames contained the sword intent of the three founders of Wutianzong, and their endgames were also arranged by them personally.

It is precisely because of the understanding of the three chess pieces of heaven, earth and man that Shuzong Fang understands the horror of this endgame, and if he is not careful, it will definitely cause a killing move in the endgame, and the light one will be seriously injured, and the serious one will die.

"That young man has come to the point where he is now, this human chess and ground chess can't stop him!" Shuzong chuckled, in his opinion, Ye Chen would definitely stop at Heavenly Chess.

"Then let's wait and see!" said with a chuckle.

Advancing on foot in the wind and snow, Ye Chen bowed slightly to the five members of the Wutian Sect on the chess table, and his gaze swept over the people behind him.

"This martial heaven sect disciple's cultivation is not bad!" Ye Chen nodded secretly, and his attention also shifted to the chessboard in front of him.

This endgame is called human chess, just a few glances, a trace of solemnity appeared on Ye Chen's face, the killing moves contained in this endgame made him jealous, especially the terrifying sword intent.

"What a terrible endgame!" Ye Chen muttered softly, his eyes closed, and he stepped aside, pondering.

At the same time, a crisp sword groan resounded, and a terrifying sword intent was permeated on the chessboard, and the chess world composed of sword qi emerged, and black and white pieces fell on it.

Opening his eyes, Ye Chen looked at the chess world motionlessly, and his mind was constantly calculating the direction of the next step.

Although it was a cold winter, a little sweat rarely appeared on Ye Chen's forehead, and the interlocking settings in this endgame were amazing, especially the killing moves contained in the endgame, no matter which step Ye Chen took, it would definitely alarm the killing moves, thus annihilating Bai Zi's entire army.

At first glance, the game was a complete dead end.

Countless methods of falling children appeared in Ye Chen's mind, and Ye Chen kept speculating about the direction of these falling children.

However, there was still no result, closing his eyes, Ye Chen muttered softly: "This game is really a dead end!"

Sitting directly on the snow, this was the first time Ye Chen had encountered an endgame that made him helpless since he solved the endgame.

Seeing this, the Qin Sect and several people all smiled faintly at the book sect, smiling and not saying a word@.