"The Taimang chess game is truly extraordinary."

"This chess game seems to contain the true meaning of the great road."

"It is said that even Lord Qingfeng cannot crack this chess game."

"But one lucky person cracked it."

Paradise Island.

Everyone looked at the Taimang chess game and expressed their opinions.

Nowadays, more and more people are attracted and come to Paradise Island.

Mo Lingfeng and Master are one of them.

"Master, how is this chess game?" Mo Lingfeng asked.

The old man frowned, with a puzzled look on his face: "It's difficult. It seems that this time, it's not that simple for us to obtain the Nirvana Fruit."

"I feel the same way."

Before coming, Mo Lingfeng was full of confidence.

His chess skills are second to none in his field.

Except the master, no one can beat him in chess.

Now, after seeing this chess game, he realized that he was sitting in a well and looking at the sky.

He had no clue about this Taimang chess game.

Master, I guess it’s about the same.

No wonder I am willing to use the Nirvana fruit as a reward.

"Master, can we exchange a high price for a Nirvana Fruit?" Mo Lingfeng suggested.

He is eager for a nirvana fruit.

"If possible, many people should have redeemed it." The old man had a complicated look on his face.

Originally, with his cultivation level, any sect would treat him with courtesy.

Except for Paradise Island.

Moreover, the old man also vaguely discovered that there were many Nirvana realms on the Paradise Island.

There are even old monsters from the Nine Transformations of Nirvana.

He was confused.

The old monsters who have undergone the Ninth Transformation of Nirvana usually stay in seclusion, or look for opportunities to break through to the realm of fugue.

Why are there so many strong people here?

Just then, a voice came.

Zhao Guangqiang walked over. He was wearing a red cloak and had only a little hair on his head. He looked like someone who was not easy to mess with.

"Could this fellow Taoist be Mo Lingfeng, the chess sword from Tianjian Domain?"

Mo Lingfeng looked at the person coming with doubts in his heart: "Exactly."

"Fellow Taoist, can we get together?" Zhao Guangqiang asked.

Next to him, the old man had been hiding his strength, and those who didn't know it thought he was Mo Lingfeng's servant.

Zhao Guangqiang didn't pay attention to him, which was normal.

Mo Lingfeng thought for a while and asked, "What is it?"

Zhao Guangqiang lowered his voice: "It has something to do with the Nirvana Fruit."

Mo Lingfeng's eyes lit up.

Nirvana fruit?
Chapter completed!