"Send someone to inform Uncle Jiu to come over."
"Yes!" Zheng Qingyu replied.
He put away the array and went down to send the message.
They entered the hall.
Zhang Ronghua poured a cup of tea and took a sip. He had already created the method, so it was time to test its effects. Starting from chess, it was the easiest to break through among all the skills, techniques, divine arts, and secret arts.
The supreme talent circulated, and the contents of the books in the Dao Pavilion rushed out. They were arranged together and traced back to the origin. It was like a vast chaos. After an unknown period of time, half of the pure origin was evolved.
His mental strength was severely exhausted, and it was like a dam that was leaking.
He did not dare to delay and absorbed the truths of the Great Dao contained in it, fusing it into his chess skills. The realm that was originally stuck was like snow melting under the sun.
Kacha!
