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Chapter 1219: The Expert of Yi Jian Pavilion

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"That place? But there isn't any village or anything there, is there? Aren't you looking for someone?" Zhou Meng asked in surprise.

"There is, it's just that ordinary people cannot see it," Chen Yu smiled slightly.

The mountain gates of Dharma Cultivators are, in fact, all hidden by an Array.

If ordinary people lack the affinity, it is impossible for them to encounter a Dharma Cultivator in their entire life.

Moreover, these Arrays vary from person to person; some are maze-like Arrays where, after entering, one wanders around in front of the mountain gate but simply cannot walk out.

But others directly hide the mountain gate, and ordinary people could never hope to find it even in a lifetime.

Arriving at the foot of a mountain, Chen Yu let Zhou Meng wait in a pavilion, then went up the mountain himself.

At the highest point of this mountain, on a bare peak, Chen Yu stretched out his hand, and his Original Power slowly radiated outward.

One could see a ripple like water appearing before him, and at the same time, he gathered his Qi and shouted: "I, Chen Yu, have come to pay a visit to the mountain gate of Yi Jian Pavilion."

The voice spread far away like a great bell, and the birds and beasts in the vicinity were startled and fled in all directions.

A moment later, a thin fog gate appeared. Chen Yu stepped into the fog gate, and behind it stood a mountain gate that looked like an Immortal realm.

The mountain path was paved with bluestone, with railings made of white Jade, winding all the way up to a palace-like mountain gate at the summit.

Within a radius of a thousand miles, Yi Jian Pavilion is considered the largest mountain gate, and they likely possess the strongest foundation among the sects.

Nearly a thousand years of heritage is displayed here to the fullest; to say nothing else, the white Jade railings on these bluestone steps alone are made of Spirit Jade that is over several hundred years old.

Not to mention the two stone-carved ancient fierce beasts in front of the palace that have been reinforced with an Array; if placed in some small sects, they would have no financial means to support such things.

Furthermore, there were actually two massive Immortal cranes that slowly arrived from the clouds, circling and flying above Chen Yu's head, as if to guide him.

A great sect is indeed a great sect; even knowing that Chen Yu came to cause trouble, they could still be so magnanimous.

Chen Yu could not help but nod secretly; it was truly worth coming to this place once.

Yi Jian Pavilion is different from other sects in the mountains; this place is a proper place for cultivation far from the world.

Daoist Qingxu is also a true master far from the world, at the peak of the Entering the Dao Realm, and never participates in worldly affairs.

Therefore, Chen Yu coming alone today to challenge the entire Yi Jian Pavilion sect is actually quite a bold idea.

Moreover, the other party seemed to know that Chen Yu was coming today, so they had made preparations early on.

Following the bluestone path upward, Chen Yu arrived in front of the mountain gate.

Several senior Elders of Yi Jian Pavilion were already waiting, and one old man bowed slightly to Chen Yu and said: "Mr. Chen, my Senior Brother, the Sect Master, has been waiting for a long time."

"Daoist Qingxu knew I was coming?" Chen Yu was somewhat puzzled.

"My Senior Brother, the Sect Master, observed the celestial phenomena at night and already knew everything," the Elder smiled slightly. "That is why we have been waiting at the Thirteen Pavilions of our Yi Jian Pavilion for three days and three nights."

"Daoist Qingxu is indeed a master," Chen Yu smiled slightly. "It is I whose killing intent is too heavy."

"My Senior Brother, the Sect Master, says that Mr. Chen has the destiny of the Emperor Star and carries the world on his shoulders; no matter what he does, there is always a reason," the Elder said. "We have already sent people down the mountain to invite the young lady who accompanied you."

"Thank you for the trouble," Chen Yu nodded slightly in thanks, then walked inside with this Elder.

Yi Jian Pavilion has Eighteen Sword Pavilions, with each Sword Pavilion located on a mountain peak, and the place Chen Yu was going to was the Thirteen Sword Pavilion.

In the Sword Pavilion, one pavilion represents one level of strength; Daoist Qingxu's strength is at the Thirteen Sword Pavilion, so he waited for Chen Yu at that place.

Although the Thirteen Sword Pavilion is not the highest realm in Yi Jian Pavilion, Daoist Qingxu's strength is already not weak, after all, the sword is the ancestor of all weapons.

In the world of Dharma Cultivators, the majority also cultivate the sword; such strength is already an extremely powerful existence.

Looking from afar, an old man was sitting in the pavilion, with a fire stove placed in front of him, boiling mountain spring water in the stove.

Daoist Qingxu is well-versed in the tea ceremony, and his cultivation takes place within the pavilion, looking up at the sea of clouds and wandering the world in his mind; he is already an extraordinary master who has attained the Dao.

"Mr. Chen, I have long admired your name," Qingxu smiled slightly, stood up, and performed a bow to Chen Yu.

"Daoist Qingxu is a true master; it is I whose killing intent appeared heavy when I arrived," Chen Yu laughed.

"My Yi Jian Pavilion has always been free from worldly disputes," Qingxu laughed. "The mountain gate has not been opened for decades, but now the world's landscape has changed; if we keep guarding it without change, I fear that in the coming decades, we will fall behind our fellow Daoists."

"So I am waiting here for Mr. Chen, hoping to change the landscape of our Yi Jian Pavilion that has not changed for decades," Qingxu said.

"Understood," Chen Yu nodded slightly and said: "How does Daoist Qingxu think we should change?"

"How to change depends on Mr. Chen," Qingxu smiled slightly. "I have a chess game here; this game is a Heavenly Mystery. I wonder if Mr. Chen is interested in playing a game with me within the board?"

"Heavenly Mystery?" Chen Yu's brows furrowed slightly; he felt that this game was not as simple as Qingxu made it appear on the surface.

"That is correct, Mr. Chen, please," Qingxu said softly.

He flicked his sleeves, and the clear tea on the table was swept away. Chen Yu's vision darkened, and he was instantly plunged into a world where black and white intersected.

In this world, there was not a hint of color. The place where Chen Yu stood was surrounded by high mountains, and beneath his feet were seven vertical and seven horizontal lines—it was a massive chessboard.

Chen Yu was startled. Qingxu's realm was inferior to his, but the fact that the other party could use Mind Power as a guide to directly summon him into the game—this strength was likely not just as simple as Ru Dao Peak.

But since he had already entered the chess game, reality did not give him time to ponder further.

He saw the massive black and white chess pieces in front of him interweaving; the chess game had already changed.

Qingxu's semi-transparent shadow appeared in front, and he smiled with his hands behind his back: "Since Mr. Chen has broken into my Yi Jian Pavilion's mountain gate, I must see just how strong Mr. Chen's power really is."

"This Heavenly Secret Chess Game is the painstaking work of my Yi Jian Pavilion's previous Sect Master. It has a seven-vertical and seven-horizontal layout. Is Mr. Chen prepared?"

"I am prepared, Senior, please do your best," Chen Yu smiled slightly, cursing this old Daoist for being truly insidious.

On the surface, he was all kindness, but in reality, he hid mysteries.

This Heavenly Secret Chess Game of his was no ordinary chess game; it was an Illusion Killing Great Array where swords and chess coexisted, forming a world of its own. Qingxu's meaning was already very clear.

If you want me to take orders from you, that is fine, but the prerequisite is that you must have the strength; otherwise, everything is just empty talk.

These old things are insidious; although they caught a glimpse of the Heavenly Mystery early on and knew that Chen Yu was the Heavenly Chosen One.

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