The old man was dressed in a tattered green robe, like a down-and-out scholar in the secular world. He was lying on a wicker chair, holding a wine gourd in his hand and drinking wine in sips. However, his whole person had an indescribable sense of elegance. On top of this stall are four items. ??A guqin, a chess board with the end game, a pair of ancient calligraphy, and a painting! There is a wooden sign next to it that says: Play the harp and you will get the harp! Break the opening and get the chess piece! If you solve the puzzle, you can get the word! See the unexpected, you can draw! ????????????????????????????????????????????????????? You can choose one to try at a time, one piece of low-grade fairy crystal at a time! Seeing this scene, Chu Yan's eyes flashed with light, but he said nothing. Liu Yueying and Yu Tong also looked at these four items. "Old man, there is definitely something wrong with your piano. It can't play at all!" "This chess game is unsolvable. No one will ever break it!" "Isn't there no answer to this crossword puzzle?" "This painting has no answer. , What meaning can there be with just a piece of grass? " At this moment, the onlookers said all kinds of things. Obviously, these four items are all extraordinary, otherwise everyone would not come to try them one after another. However, after many attempts, no one could take away the old man's things, which made everyone feel a little angry. The old man didn't It would be a lie! "You little kids, didn't I say, don't try if you don't have confidence? This is all of your own free will. I'm not forcing you. If you don't want to try, get out of the way and don't stop me from making money!" The old man faced the front Several people said impatiently. When everyone heard this, they really had no words to refute. Of course, this was of their own free will. Moreover, although no one can obtain any of these four items now, it does not prove that no one can do it. "I'll try it!" At this moment, a young man threw down a piece of low-grade immortal crystal and walked towards the guqin, put his hands on the guqin and started playing. The cultivation of all things and Dzogchen! Chu Yan¡¯s eyes flashed. This man looked young, but he was a Dzogchen cultivator of all things. However, no matter how frantically he plucked it, the strings did not move at all, and the fingers of his hands were already stained with blood. "My junior is weak!" Finally, the young man sighed, clasped his fists, and turned around to leave. "I'm here to break the game!" I saw a white-haired old man walking out, reaching the end of the game, and began to try to break the game, but soon, he sweated like rain, and finally left with a sigh. On top of that pair of ancient characters, there is a sentence: "In the whole world, what is the biggest?" What's the smallest? "The way of heaven is the greatest, and the mind of the spirit is the smallest!" Someone threw down a piece of fairy crystal and said to the old man in green. The old man in green shook his head. "Cangyu is the biggest, but thoughts are the smallest!" Someone else threw down a fairy crystal and spoke. The old man in green continued to shake his head. This question seems simple, but no one can answer it correctly, and everyone is anxious. There are also people looking at that painting. There is only a small piece of grass on this scroll, and there is nothing left. But when everyone looks at this painting, they always have an indescribable feeling. That feeling makes them sure that this painting is not a mortal thing, but this painting Its meaning, none of them could tell. For a moment, everyone looked at each other, but no one stood up to continue the challenge. "It seems that's it for today. Since no one is challenging me, I have to close the stall!" The old man in green said, pocketing the fairy crystals piled up into a hill on the side, he was about to leave. Chu Yan's expression changed, and just when he was about to speak, a voice came from behind him: "Senior, wait a minute!" As soon as this voice came out, everyone spoke behind them. I saw four old men striding over. Each of these four old men was wearing a Taoist robe. The words "Qin", "Chess", "Book" and "Painting" were embroidered on the left chest of the Taoist robe. "It turns out it's them!" Chu Yan smiled secretly when he saw the four people. "It's them!" "They're here again!" "This stall owner has been setting up his stall for ninety-nine years, and the four of them will come again every year. Although the four of them were defeated the ninety-nine times before, but for the four Their artistic understanding is far beyond that of ordinary people. Will they succeed this time? "" Everyone immediately started talking.Looking up, it is obvious that these four people have a good reputation here. When the old man in green saw the four people coming, he immediately frowned and said impatiently: "You four guys, why are you here again? You fail every time. You are as stupid as cattle, but you have the nerve to come. Are you ashamed?" Hearing this, his face turned red with embarrassment. If outsiders knew that the heads of the four major sects in the Confucian Domain were spoken to like this, their jaws would probably drop. Yes, these four people are the Qin Emperor, Chess Emperor, Book Emperor, and Painting Emperor. In the ancient battlefield, the four of them also cooperated with Chu Yan in the battle between the Starry Sky Immortal Sea and the Ancient Relics, so even if the four of them came here in disguise, Chu Yan was the first to notice. "Senior, the four of us have gained a great understanding this time, and we will definitely be able to succeed in the challenge!" Qin Huang said. The other three people also spoke in unison. "Okay, okay, this is the hundredth time, and the last time. If you fail today, you will never come here again. I don't want to see you four guys who are as stupid as cows!" The old man in green said. He curled his lips and spoke. The four of them looked embarrassed. The Qin Emperor walked out first, solemnly put down a piece of fairy crystal, and then walked up to the Gu Qin. "Qin" Qin Huang opened his mouth and pressed it hard with both hands. With this press, the strings were actually pressed. Everyone¡¯s eyes shone brightly. Until now, no one could make the strings move at all, but the person in front of them did it. However, the piano still made no sound. The Qin Emperor frowned slightly, but then, the immortal power flowed in his hands and he started playing crazily. Under its frantic fiddling, the seven strings kept beating. However, no matter how the strings beat, no sound came out. Qin Huang's face became more and more anxious. He bit his fingertip and a drop of blood fell. The blood fell and turned into blood mist. Under the blood mist, the strings were covered with a layer of red light. It's close, just a little bit closer, and there's still a little more The Qin Emperor yelled in his heart. He only felt that the piano was getting closer and closer to the sound, but: "Bang!" /3/3916/inexhl Mobile User Please visit http://m.piaotia.net