"It's my first time to play guided chess with someone. I'm not very good at it, I have no experience..." Ning Fan was also very embarrassed.

This really wasn't his intention.

He only used a small amount of strength, but the opponent lost so miserably... Maybe he should put more water, or maybe a sea?

Fortunately, Bai Ling was still strong and only cried for a short while and then stopped crying.

I wiped away my tears and thanked Ning Fan seriously for his guidance.

[So this is coaching chess...] Bai Ling, who was played coaching chess for the first time, thought that all coaching chess players were so cruel.

Through the chess game, she could feel the other party's seriousness. The other party was really serious about playing chess with her, for which she was very grateful.

"Sorry, it's my first time to play guided chess with you, so I wanted to test your strength, so I didn't show mercy. Well, your strength is not bad. Your calculation power in the middle game was excellent, which proves that you have great talent in chess.

The problem mainly lies in the layout stage, which is also a common problem among amateur chess players..." Ning Fan said seriously, praising Bai Ling's chess skills and never admitting that he did not play the game well because of his fault.

[Event Thirteen: Guiding the chess game to win. Score obtained, one star. Current score, thirty-four stars.]

Since Ning Fan had no guidance throughout the whole process, Bai Ling didn't learn much.

So she wanted to ask Ning Fan to play another game of chess with her.

This time she would not overestimate her ability and say that there was no need to confer a son. Instead, she would obediently ask Ning Fan to confer a third son.

After that…

[Event Fourteen: Give three pieces of guidance to win the game. Obtain a score of one star. The current score is thirty-five stars.]

Ning Fan once again made Bai Ling cry. Although this time he released half of the sea, it seemed that it was still not enough...

In the blink of an eye, three months passed.

In the past three months, Ning Fan often played chess with Bai Ling. While getting to know Bai Ling well, he also gained a lot of points from Bai Ling.

At this moment, the triggering event of the Holy Son's Book of Thunder has triggered event fifty-five.

[Event Fifty-Five: Teaching four pieces to guide the chess player to win. Score obtained, one star. Current score, seventy-six stars.]

Gradually, Ning Fan has learned how to play guided chess well. When playing chess, he will deliberately guide Bai Ling to play in the correct position. In this way, under his guidance, Bai Ling's chess skills are getting better and better.

One hundred life-and-death questions from "The Hundred Treasures of Immortals" were also learned under Ning Fan's guidance.

She was originally a very talented chess player, but now with the guidance of "famous teachers" like Ning Fan, her layout problems have been greatly improved. Although her chess skills are still not as good as those of ninth-grade chess players, the gap has gradually narrowed.

After three months of getting along, the thing she and Ning Fan did the most was play chess. She couldn't see Ning Fan's face, but she could feel the light and heat on Ning Fan's body and the temperature of the opponent's chess pieces.

That temperature made Bai Ling feel nostalgic and reluctant to leave. For some reason, when Bai Ling and Ning Fan were playing chess these days, her mind began to wander. In the past, playing chess was all she had, but now it seems that she has so much

What could disturb her heart...

[Senior brother, can I become your teacher... I want to learn to play chess with you for the rest of my life...] After a certain game, Bai Ling suddenly summoned up the courage and said in his heart.

"You want to worship me as your teacher?" Ning Fan was surprised.

"He is stupid, he is dumbfounded. He is coveting other people's bodies, but others only regard him as their teacher." The ant owner only found it funny.

"Ah, I don't know what to say. Senior Ning expresses my condolences..." Duowen Lao Yao also thought this was funny.

[Isn’t it possible?] Bai Ling’s heart was beating nervously.

"Sorry, I can't be your master." Ning Fan was silent for a long time, and finally cruelly rejected Bai Ling's request.

It's not really like Ant Master Duo Wen guessed, it's because he's greedy and doesn't want to be a teacher.

Ning Fan also has his own considerations.

He is happy to teach Bai Ling how to play chess, but the word "master" is too heavy. He can teach her for a while, but he cannot teach her for a lifetime. He is just a passer-by in this trial of the Holy Son. After the trial is over, he will leave.

But Bai Ling still has an extremely broad life.

She needs a better and more responsible master to teach her how to play chess.

[I know...] Bai Ling lowered her head so that no one could see her expression clearly.

But Ning Fan could see that Bai Ling's heart was sad.

It seems that this little girl really likes his master, but it's a pity...this is just a trial of the Holy Son, and he can't teach her for the rest of her life.

"Speaking of which, why would a girl like you like boring things like playing chess?" In order to relieve Bai Ling's emotions, Ning Fan began to look for topics.

[Eh?] Bai Ling was stunned, forgetting to be sad for a moment, as if he didn't expect Ning Fan to ask this question.

"Is there any special reason that makes you like playing chess?" Seeing that the question was effective, Ning Fan asked.

[No, it’s not for any special reason... It has nothing to do with love. I can’t explain why I took this path. It’s funny. When I touched the chess pieces for the first time, I felt something I couldn’t explain.

I just feel that there is one thing I must do in this life... I must learn to play chess, and I must reach the top of the chess game. That feeling is as if there is someone waiting for me at the end of the chess game... Waiting

I save him...]

"..." Ning Fan was a little surprised.

He had guessed the reason why Bai Ling liked to play chess, but he didn't expect it to be this reason.

Is this necessary to be achieved?

At the end of the chess player, is there someone waiting for her, waiting for her to rescue...

Rescue? What rescue? Who to save? Is there something that needs to be rescued by playing chess?

Play chess and rescue...

Ning Fan suddenly had the feeling of forgetting important things. He always felt that there were some important details that he had forgotten. His face suddenly became cold and serious. He thought and recalled repeatedly, trying to figure out where this feeling came from. Suddenly, a song

The old nursery rhymes were reminded of him.

"You take one shot, I take one shot, and the butterfly's wings burn for ninety thousand miles."

"You take two shots, I take two shots, and the girl has her pigtails cut in front of the Buddha."

"You shoot three, I shoot three, Gonggong knocks down Buzhoushan."

"You take four shots, I take four shots, and the soul of the night-blooming night-blooming cereus will be destroyed by the Wei Tuo Temple."

"You shoot five, I shoot five, the five spirits chess game suppresses the demon bone."

"You shoot six, I shoot six..."

What does Wuling Chess Game Suppress Demon Bone mean?

Why at this moment, thinking of this nursery rhyme makes Ning Fan feel like his heart is torn apart.

"It feels like this again, Brother Ning, do you want to understand destiny at this moment? You are crazy!" The ant owner was shocked.

She was so frightened and horrified, as if what Ning Fan was doing was something crazy and dangerous.

Fortunately, Ning Fan calmed down quickly.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and when he opened them again, he returned to his usual calm state.

At this moment, he seemed to have figured something out, guessed something, and seemed to have seen the past and the future; but he didn't want to think about it anymore, guess about it anymore, let alone see it anymore.

It’s a night where the stars are as bright as water.

But Ning Fan looked up at the sky and felt that the stars in the sky were clearly chess pieces falling on the chessboard.

The starlight in the sky reflects in Ning Fan's eyes, mirroring the starry sky in Ning Fan's eyes.

The dense purple starlight began to flow in Ning Fan's eyes, but Ning Fan was not aware of all this.

Almost at the same time that Ning Fan was watching the stars, he saw the place where the Arctic Dao Fruit Conference was located far away.

An old man in purple clothes stood on the top of the Arctic Mountain, in the wind and snow, seeming to feel something.

"Interesting, this person is not the Holy Son of Ziwei, but he can actually see a trace of Ziwei Dou Shu from the stars in this world. This is something that most of the Holy Sons of Ziwei cannot do. Zi Dou found a good one.

Disciple. Unfortunately, if it is only to this level, it is far from enough to break the cycle of fate. Because everything you do and think is within the control of fate..."

"No one can break fate. The only thing that can be done is partial compromise..."

If Ning Fan were here, he would definitely find that the old man in purple who seemed to have seen through everything and was talking to himself looked exactly like the three star king Li Yukou, but he was countless times older than Li Yukou.

, the breath is even more decadent and weak, just like a mortal.

…

A few days later, Ning Fan and his party arrived at the end of the journey.
Chapter completed!