"Yun Lan, Qiong Lan, Bi Lan, greetings to Senior.”
The three divine rainbows were naturally the Three Sky Fairies.
When the three of them saw Qin Chuan standing at the entrance of the cave abode, they hurriedly greeted him.
At this moment, Qin Chuan heard the commotion and opened his eyes. When he saw the three of them, a smile appeared on his face.
"What day is it today? Why are the three fairies here?”
He's here too?
After the Three Firmament Fairies heard this, they were slightly stunned. Could it be that there was someone else here?
Seeing the Three Firmament's expression, Qin Chuan smiled and did not explain. After standing up from the rattan chair, he invited the three of them into the cave abode.
When the Three Sky Fairies entered the cave to take a look, they immediately smiled.
So Shixiong was here too.
"Senior brother, why didn't you tell us that you were looking for senior?”
Bixiao was naturally lively. When she saw Zhao Gongming, she jumped over.
However, at this moment, Zhao Gongming, who was beside the chessboard, seemed to have been petrified. Jade Sky had been swaying in front of him for a long time, but it did not move at all.
Doubt appeared in Bixiao's eyes.
"What happened to Senior Brother?"
Beside him, Cloudsky discovered a trace of an inkling and hurriedly pulled Bixiao to his side.
Senior Brother is playing chess."
Cloudsky whispered,
"Go?"
Bixiao's big eyes were filled with curiosity, but seeing that no one else spoke, she could only keep her mouth shut.
At this moment, Zhao Gongming was completely caught up in the game.
In his eyes, the chessboard was no longer a chessboard, but the entire Wilderness.
The chess pieces on the chessboard had also become the battle between the two sects.
Now, he already understood the foundation of Jie School. However, if he wanted to deal with Chan School just by relying on his foundation, he would definitely lose.
But what else could there be other than the foundation?
The top combat strength of the apotheosis was nothing more than a Saint.
Patriarch Hongjun?
It was impossible for him to openly support any of the sects.
Mother Nuwa?
That was even more impossible. Although his master and Mother Nuwa were senior siblings, Grand Supreme Martial Uncle and Primordial Origin Martial Uncle were also Mother Nuwa's senior brothers.
In the Battle of Gods Investiture, it was already a great fortune that Goddess Nüwa would not fall for Chan School.
Finally, there were the Two Sages of the West, Zhunti and Jieyin.
It still wouldn't work. These two Saints were too greedy and sinister.
If he cooperated with these two, not to mention saving Jie School, he would already be lucky not to scheme against Jie School.
But who else could it be?
Zhao Gongming frowned and stared at the chessboard.
Now, he was already in a deep chess game, and there was killing intent everywhere.
If they were not careful, they would lose the entire game.
Qiu Hongjun was in a deadlock.
Seeking Nüwa, deadlock.
Seeking help from the Two Sages of the West was still a stalemate.
If he wanted to break the deadlock, he could only seek change. But where was the change?
At this moment, Zhao Gongming wanted to roar into the sky.
He vented all the pent-up anger in his heart.
Just as Zhao Gongming was feeling frustrated, a hand suddenly reached out.
A cup of crystal clear tea was held in this hand.
The fragrance of the tea floated in the air, making people feel relaxed and happy.
When Citizen Zhao saw the cup of tea, his expression froze.
In a trance, he seemed to have caught something.
What was a variable? It was an existence that did not exist in the destiny of becoming a god.
Just like this cup of tea that was suddenly handed over on this chessboard filled with black and white chess pieces.
This tea did not belong to the chessboard.
However, at this moment, it affected Zhao Gongming's state of mind and affected the direction of the chess game.
Yes!
Changes did not exist in the Primordial World, so they could only be created by themselves.
But how could he create variables?
Zhao Gongming stared at the cup of tea with a frown. The veins on his forehead were about to pop out.
Beside him, Qin Chuan was also extremely conflicted.
This guy was too serious.
Wasn't it just a game of chess? It made him feel like he was constipated.
Wasn't it just a loss? Was there a need to be so serious?
What should he do?
Initially, Qin Chuan had passed him the cup of tea to let him drink a mouthful of tea to soothe his intestines.
The kid kept staring at the teacup until his eyes were wide open.
It was fine if they were competing with each other in chess, but this teacup had provoked them.
Just as Qin Chuan was about to take back the teacup.
Zhao Gongming suddenly raised his head and looked at Qin Chuan. His eyes shone with a strange light.
In the next moment, Zhao Gongming immediately knelt down in front of Qin Chuan.
"Senior, please teach me how to break out of this situation!"
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