Chapter 95: The dragon wakes up

As the saying goes, I don't know the true face of Mount Lu, only because I am in this mountain. When the old man himself encounters a delusion, he cannot see through the mystery at a glance. If there is no reminder and enlightenment from others, he Kěnéng will never get out.

He has reached the level of transformation in his cultivation, and it is not that there are no people who can point him, but he has never met.

He never expected that in the end his savior would be an outer disciple. The strength of this outer disciple seemed to have just stepped into the spiritual water realm. Why could he see through his own demonic barrier? "Fiction" novel chapter updated fastest

Could it be... Could it be that the "ancestors" of Biquan Xianzong took pity on themselves and specially enlightened them with the hands of a young man?

This boy is either unfathomable or has the natural ability to solve magic obstacles by playing chess!

Don't speculate about the identity of Xiao En Gong! Regardless of the type, the old man knows that he is benevolent to himself, and must repay him if he has the opportunity, even if he uses all the power of the entire Biquan Immortal Sect.

Chu Chen didn't know that the old man was surging at this time. For him, playing this game of chess was an extremely simple matter. As long as he relied on his terrifying spiritual sense, he would naturally see the old man's way out of the dilemma.

The old man saw Chu Chen's position, and he instantly became sober.

As an old man, experience. Once the mystery is in it, the time will be ecstatic. At the moment, he stopped playing chess, and sat cross-legged on the spot, closing his eyes and practicing concentration.

The degree of the old man’s ecstasy has been very serious, and the waste veins in his body have almost been expanded to replace the normal position of the meridians.

This level of insanity can be said to be a critical moment of life and death. If you are not careful, Kěnéng will completely explode and die!

In his heart, the old man also had no hope for his own cultivation, so that he wanted Tong Meng to paint for himself as the last mark left to the world before he died.

But Chu Chen's guidance was tantamount to pointing out a bright way to the old man in the boundless darkness.

When the aura in the old man's body began to block, dredge, and guide the edges of the waste veins in the way that Chu Chen sunspots fell. In a short moment, the breath of the old man is like a rising tide, becoming stronger and more vigorous, as if a sleeping lion is gradually waking up, an unpredictable, mighty breath that continues to grow. It spreads in all directions.

Tong Meng was a little surprised. She didn't expect that the old man was playing chess, and suddenly she closed her eyes and started to adjust her breath.

Chu Chen stretched out a finger, beckoning her not to disturb the old man and let him enter into calmness and breath adjustment.

At this time, the little hamster looked extremely cautious, staring at the old man intently, observing the rapid changes in the old man's aura.

It's not a big thing to say it's big, but it's not a small thing. If you can't see through, if you continue to get into troubles, the most serious result is that your cultivation is completely useless, and if it is serious, you may even burst into death. There is no shortage of such examples in the history of Biquan Xianzong.

But once you see through the secrets, it's much easier to get better. So only an hour later, accompanied by a whistle that shook Jiuxiao, the old man sitting cross-legged suddenly got up!

In an instant, it was as if a giant dragon suddenly stood up. A spirit glow rushed up from the old man’s heavenly spirit cap, surging into the sky, and the energy in the void instantly rose to one. With a slight movement, the vast spiritual power in the body surged. There was a dull tsunami-like thick sound.

Looking at it again, the old man's originally haggard, dull, and wilting complexion finally passed a tinge of excitement.

The human body has seven meridians, eight meridians and 15 main meridians. There are twelve hidden veins of heavenly stems and earthly branches, 36 heavenly veins of Tiangang, and 72 earthly veins of Earth evil. The meridians, large and small, are visible or invisible all over the body, and it is impossible to count how many.

Since the "six rivers" chess game set by the old man only represents the luck route of the six important meridians in his body, according to the method suggested by Chu Chen, after recreating the discarded veins of these six important meridians, the old man has no symptoms of distraction. Completely recovered, but also got a great improvement.

With this momentum going on, if you play chess with Chu Chen from time to time, it won't be long before he is completely out of the predicament of ignorance when all the waste veins in his body are hidden!

"Senior's chess skills are really deep, and juniors are willing to go down." Seeing the old man finally regaining his vitality, Chu Chen smiled slightly and bowed.

"Hahaha...Good! Good! Good! I have a disciple like you in Biquan Xianzong, it is really a blessing for the sect!"

The old man saw his hope of getting rid of the predicament of getting rid of the devil, and the excitement in his heart could not be expressed in words. His expression was full of excitement. He looked at Chu Chen with relief and said three good words in succession, and his praise was beyond words.

"By the way, what's your name? Who is the master? Can anyone help you practice?" The old man laughed and waved his hand. He decided to treat Chu Chen, the "little expert" in the most usual manner.

Instructed Chu Chen to sit down and sit down on the edge of the stone table. With a wave of his big sleeves, he immediately cleaned up the remaining chess pieces on the table. The next moment ~www.wuxiaspot.com~the light flashes between the fingers, a beautiful set is displayed. He made a pot of fragrant tea for Chu Chen himself, and asked in a gentle soft voice.

"The younger generation named Chu Chen is an outer disciple. He has not yet entered the inner door, so he has not worshipped any elder. Currently he is learning the technique of refining medicine with the elder Lingxin."

"Oh, Lingxin. That Xiao Nizi's medicine refining technique is so-so, and you can learn the way of cultivation without a teacher, which is also considered a blessing."

Chu Chen's heart was slightly confused. Who is Elder Lingxin? The first pharmacist of Biquan Xianzong, his status is unparalleled. In the entire Biquan Immortal Sect, whoever meets her must be treated with courtesy three points.

But such a character is called "Little Nizi" in this old man's mouth. He only gave a "so-so" appraisal for the medicine refining technique that topped the entire sect. How good should this old man be? How high should the vision be? "Haha, since little friend Chu has no teacher, then we should be considered as brothers. Although you and I are somewhat different in age, we see it right away. The chess game that little friend played with me today is really my life. The most refreshing time for me, hahaha..." The old man smiled and said to Chu Chen, "You will call me Old Brother Liu from now on. Or you can call me Old Man Liu. In the days to come, if my little friend is When you have time, come to sit with me and play chess with my old brother. I must prepare tea and sprinkle and sweep it!"