I’m the MC, Why Do I Suck at Cultivation

Of course, it has also become a unique landscape of Linglong Holy Land.After half a stick of incense.Many people appeared in the exquisite chess game.On weekdays, many people have come to watch the exquisite chess game,

No matter what happens outside, it will not be affected in any way."Longevity, you should never remember that if you can’t crack it, it’s okay, it’s not reluctant, don’t really sink into it, otherwise, it may be a waste of good years. I was sinking into this 3,000 years and wasted a good year. If you can’t crack it, don’t be too demanding.” Lord Linglong said in this way, reminding Lu Changsheng not to fall into it."Young people know." Lu Changsheng nodded.But he didn't think he would fall in.Because I can't play chess, how can I get into it?However, at this moment, a tragic voice sounded."Wrong! Wrong! Wrong!" The voice sounded, attracting everyone's attention in an instant.It was an old man, sitting under the exquisite chess board, his eyes filled with sorrow, he woke up from entering the world regardless of his age, and then howled and grieved.The people under the chess game did not pay any attention to it, and still stared at the chess game with both eyes.But the crowd onlookers could not help feeling."This is Zhou Daozi, a disciple of the Zhou family of the Dayan Dynasty. Five thousand years ago, it was a famous Tianjiao. It was famous for its swordsmanship. It was the first day of the Dayan Dynasty. Unfortunately, when he was 200 years old, he came Under the exquisite chess game, it's a pity to sit for five thousand years." "Yeah, Senior Zhou took two hundred years to cultivate to the distraction. Five thousand years ago, I don't know how many names, or even Weak than Linglong Saint Lord, but unfortunately, he has too deep obsession in his heart, he made the oath of not breaking Linglong and not cultivating immortals. Now that five thousand years have passed, he still hasn't cracked the Linglong chess game. There is not much in itself, and it should not have been possible hundreds of years ago, but it has been dragged down to the present, and now it is almost impossible to crack the chess game. It is really pitiful." A voice sounded, full of regret.However, under the chess game, the old man was extremely sad and bloody withered to the point of dying.He stood up and left madly, but walked a few steps, but slowly fell to the ground, and finally looked at the Linglong chess game, and then closed his eyes completely.Desolate life.All of these are considered by Lu Changsheng.In an instant, Lu Changsheng's mood was inexplicably a little heavy.