The traffic keeps going day and night.
Xuan Nan, Deng Baichuan, Kang Guangling, etc. were all great martial arts giants in the world.
At this time, they lost all their martial arts skills and became prisoners at the mercy of others.
Everyone could only vaguely feel that the group was heading southeast.
We walked like this for eight days, and on the ninth day we were on the mountain trail early in the morning.
By noon, the terrain was getting higher and higher, and finally the cart could no longer go up.
The disciples of Xingxiu Sect called Xuannan and others out of the car.
After walking for more than half an hour, I came to a place where I saw dense bamboo shade and quiet scenery.
A pavilion was built with giant bamboo next to the mountain stream.
It was elegantly constructed and showed great ingenuity.
The bamboo is the pavilion and the pavilion is the bamboo.
When I went there, I couldn't tell whether it was a bamboo forest or a pavilion.
Feng Asan was greatly impressed.
He looked at the left and right, and was surprised and confused.
As soon as everyone sat down in the pavilion, four people came running quickly on the mountain road.
The first two people were Ding Chunqiu's disciples, and they must have gone up to explore the mountain or send a message before the car stopped.
Followed by two young men wearing peasant clothes, they walked up to Ding Chunqiu, bowed and presented a letter.
Ding Chunqiu opened it and took a look, and sneered: "Very good, very good.
You haven't given up yet.
If you want to fight for life or death again, you should accompany me."
The young man took out a firecracker from his arms, lit it on fire.
With a bang, firecrackers shot into the sky.
Ordinary firecrackers have a "bang" sound, followed by a "clap" sound in mid-air, and explode into pieces.
After this firecracker flew into the air, it clicked three times in a row.
Feng Asan whispered to Kang Guangling: "Brother, this is our production."
Soon a group of people came down the mountain road.
There were more than thirty people in total, all dressed as peasants, each carrying a long sword in their hands.
When I got closer, I saw that these long objects were not weapons, but bamboo poles.
There is a rope net between every two bamboo poles for people to ride on.
Ding Chunqiu sneered and said: "The master is respecting the guests.
You are welcome, just sit on it."
At that moment, Xuannan and others sat on the rope net one by one.
Those young men, two carrying each other, ran towards the mountain as fast as flying.
Ding Chunqiu, with his long sleeves fluttering, took the lead.
He was not running in a hurry, but he seemed to be floating on the wind on this steep mountain road, without touching the ground, and in an instant he was submerged in the bamboo forest ahead.
Deng Baichuan and others fell in love with his Qigong Transformation Technique.
They had been feeling angry and felt that they had mistakenly been injured by evil spirits and it was not a crime of war.
Now they saw that his Qing Gong was so superb.
It was a real skill that could not be obtained by cheating.
They couldn't help but admire and ponder.
"If he doesn't use evil kung fu, I'm no match for him."
Feng Bo praised evilly: "This old demon's Qinggong is really amazing, I admire him, I admire him."
He praised him, and the Xingxiu group disciples immediately praised him, saying that Ding Chunqiu's martial arts was unparalleled in the world, and the martial arts masters from ancient times, such as Bodhidharma The ancestors and others were also greatly inferior, and the ferocity of their flattery was unheard of by anyone.
Bao Tongtong said: "Brothers, the Kung Fu of the Xingxiu Sect is indeed better than any other sect.
It is truly unprecedented and unprecedented."
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All the disciples were overjoyed.
One person asked: "In your opinion, which is the most powerful Kung Fu of our sect?"
Bao Tongtong said: "It's not just one, there are at least three."
All the disciples were even more happy and asked: "Which three are they?"
Bao Tongtong said: "The first one is the flattering skill.
If you don't practice this skill well, I'm afraid you won't be able to survive for more than a day and a half in your noble sect.
The second one is the False Snail Kung.
If you don't master the martial arts of your sect."
If you boast about your virtues, not only will your master see you, If you can't afford it, you will be greatly ostracized among your peers and unable to gain a foothold.
As for the third skill, that is the shameless skill.
How can you master the two great qualities of flattery and shaming if you don't obliterate your conscience and be shameless?
Wonderful work."
After he said these words, he expected that all the disciples of the Xingxiu Sect would be furious, and they would all punch and kick him.
However, these words seemed to be lodged in his throat, and he would not spit them out quickly.
Little did he know that after hearing these words, the disciples of the Xingxiu Sect would , nodded silently one by one.
One person said: "My brother is very smart, and he knows a lot about the wonderful skills of our sect.
However, the three magical skills of flattery, conch, and shamelessness are also very difficult to practice.
Ordinary people are deeply tainted with worldly views.
I always feel that some things are good and some things are bad.
As long as there are such boring thoughts of good and evil, right and wrong, practicing the art of shamelessness will result in half the effort and failure at the critical moment.”
Bao Tongtong originally meant his words to ridicule, but he never expected that these people would be so calm and unsuspicious.
He couldn't help but be surprised and said with a smile: "The magical skills of your sect are extremely profound.
I admire you so much that I want to ask the immortal to enlighten me again."
When the man heard Bao BuTong call him "Great Immortal", he immediately became excited and said: "You are not a member of our sect, so I cannot teach you the secrets of these magical skills.
But there are some simple principles, it might as well be explained to you.
The most important secret is, of course, to regard the master as a god, and he will fart."
Bao BuTong rushed to answer: "Of course it is also fragrant.
You must breathe loudly and praise it heartily."
The man said: "What you said is very true in a big way, but there is a slight flaw in the small part.
It is not breathing loudly, but inhaling loudly and exhaling softly.
"Bao Tongtong said: "Yes, the immortal's advice is correct.
If you exhale loudly, it will inevitably seem like the master's fart is not very fragrant."
The man nodded and said: "Yes, you are very talented.
If you join our sect, you should have considerable achievements.
It's a pity that you went astray and entered the sect of a side sect.
Although the kung fu of our sect is varied, the basic skills are not complicated. , as long as you remember the four words "obliterate conscience, that's about it."
Bao Tongtong nodded repeatedly and said: "Hearing your words is worth ten years of reading.
I am very fond of your sect and wish I could join your sect.
I wonder if the immortal can recommend me?"
The man smiled slightly and said: "I want to devote myself to this sect."
"Sect, it's really not easy.
I'm afraid you won't be able to withstand the many hardships and hardships."
Another disciple said: "There are so many eyes and ears here, it's not suitable."
Talk to him more.
Bao, if you really want to join this sect, when my master is in a good mood, I can say a few words of kindness to you in front of my master.
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Let me see how good you are.
That's not bad.
If the master shows mercy and accepts you as his disciple, you may be able to achieve some success in the future."
Bao Tong said solemnly: "Thank you, thank you very much.
I will never forget it."
When Deng Baichuan, Gong Yeqian and others heard that Bao BuTong was teasing the disciples of the Xingxiu Sect, they couldn't help but feel angry and funny at the same time.
They thought: "It is really rare to see such despicable and shameless people in the world who take pride in bragging and flattering. " While talking, the group of people entered a valley.
There are pine trees in the valley.
When the mountain wind passes, the pine trees sound like waves.
After walking for a long time in the forest, we came to three wooden houses.
I saw two people sitting opposite each other under a big tree in front of the house.
There are three people standing behind the person on the left.
Ding Chunqiu stood far away, looking up to the sky with a very arrogant expression.
As the group gradually approached, Bao BuTong suddenly heard Li Puppet on the bamboo pole behind him make a "gurgling" sound in his throat, as if he wanted to speak, but he held it back.
Bao BuTong looked back and saw that his face was white and his expression was extremely frightening.
Bao Tongtong said: "What are you pretending to be like Zidu who has seen a ghost?
Are you so scared?"
Li Puppet didn't answer and seemed not to hear what he said.
Walking closer, I saw a big stone between the two sitting people with a chessboard on it, and they were playing chess.
The one on the right is a short, skinny old man, and the one on the left is a young man.
Bao BuTong recognized that the young master was Duan Yu, but he felt bored and thought: "I have always been very rude to this boy, but today I showed him how unlucky I am.
This boy will definitely make fun of me."
But I saw that the chessboard was carved on a large bluestone.
The black and white stones were all shining brightly.
Both sides had already placed more than a hundred stones.
Ding Chunqiu slowly walked closer to watch the game.
The short old man picked up the black piece and made a move.
Suddenly his eyebrows raised, as if he saw a strange and urgent change in the chess game.
Duan Yu held a white piece in his hand and was still thinking.
Bao BuTong called out: "Hey, Duan, you have lost.
Let's admit defeat together with Bao."
The three people behind Duan Yu replied.
Turning around and glaring angrily, it was Zhu Danchen and three other guards.
Suddenly, Kang Guangling, Fan Bailing and other eight Hangu friends struggled up from the rope net one by one, walked a few feet away from the bluestone chessboard, and knelt down together.
Bao BuTong was taken aback and said: "What the hell?"
As soon as he said these four words, he immediately realized that this thin and withered old man was the deaf-mute old man "Mr.
Congbian", who was also the son of Kang Guangling and other eight friends of Hangu.
Master.
But he is the sworn enemy of Ding Chunqiu, the old monster in Xingxiu.
When the powerful enemy comes, how can he still find time to play chess with others?
Moreover, his opponent is not an important character, he is just a nerd who doesn't know martial arts.
Kang Guangling said: "You, old man, are as healthy as ever.
The eight of us are extremely happy."
The eight friends of Hangu were expelled from the school by Mr.
Su Xinghe, a clever scholar, and they no longer dared to treat each other as master and disciple.
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Fan Bailing said: "Master Xuannan of the Shaolin School, you are here."
Su Xinghe stood up, bowed deeply to everyone, and said: "Master Xuannan has arrived, and the old Su Xinghe failed to meet him.
I am guilty of a serious crime.
I am guilty of a very serious crime."
He glanced at the crowd and then turned to look at the chess game.
Everyone had heard Xue Muhua talk about the reason why his master was forced to pretend to be deaf and dumb.
Now that he actually spoke, he was determined to fight Ding Chunqiu to the death.
Kang Guangling, Xue Muhua and others couldn't help but look at Ding Chunqiu, feeling both excited and worried.
Xuannan said: "Easy to say, easy to say."
Seeing that Su Xinghe attached so much importance to this game of chess, he thought to himself: "This person has too many chores.
He is good at calligraphy, painting, piano and chess.
No wonder his martial arts is not as good as his junior brother."
In the silence, Duan Yu suddenly said: "Okay, let's play like this."
Then he placed a white stone on the chessboard.
Su Xinghe's face was happy and he nodded as if in approval.
He played a black stone.
Duan Yu had figured out more than ten chess pieces and then played a white stone.
Su Xinghe played another black stone.
The two of them played.
After more than ten words, Duan Yu took a long breath, shook his head and said: "The treasure that the old gentleman presented is so profound and ingenious that I cannot decipher it."
Seeing that Su Xinghe had won, a look of misery appeared on his face, and he said: "Young Master has a very sophisticated mind on chess.
He has reached a very high level in these dozen ways of chess.
It's just that he failed to think a step further.
It's a pity, it's a pity.
Alas. , What a pity, what a pity."
He said "what a pity" four times in a row.
His regret was indeed very deep.
Duan Yu picked up the dozen white stones he had played from the chessboard and put them into the wooden box.
Su Xinghe also picked up more than ten sunspots.
The chess game still retains its original formation.
Duan Yu stood aside and stared at the chess game in a daze: "This Zhenlong is what I saw in the cave of Wuliang Mountain that day.
This Mr.
Clever Bian must have some connection with the immortal sister in the cave.
I will tell you later."
If possible, you should ask him quietly, but be sure not to let others hear you.
Everyone flocked to see the fairy sister, wouldn’t it be blasphemous to her?"
Fan Bailing, the second disciple among the Eight Friends of Hangu, was a chess fan.
Looking at the chess game from a distance, he knew that it was not the "master" playing chess with the young master, but the "master" After setting up a "Zhenlong", the young man tried to crack it, but couldn't.
He couldn't see clearly while kneeling on the ground, so he immediately raised his knees and stretched his neck, trying to get a better look.
Su Xinghe said: "You all are a hundred years old.
This Zhenlong is extremely involved.
Come and take a closer look.
If you can crack it, it will be a great thing."
Fan Bailing was overjoyed and said, "Yes."
He stood up, walked to the chessboard, and looked at it intently.
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Deng Baichuan asked in a low voice: "Second brother, what is Zhenlong?"
Gong Yeqian also whispered: "Zhenlong is the problem of Go.
It is deliberately made by one person to make things difficult for others.
It is not caused by two people playing chess.
Therefore, it is often extremely difficult to predict the formation of a chess piece, whether it is life or disaster.
"Ordinary "Zhenlong" has as few as ten pieces, and as many as forty or fifty pieces, but this one has more than 200 pieces, and a game of chess has been completed.
Nearly finished.
Gong Yeqian's knowledge of this subject was limited, and he didn't understand it after reading it for a while, so he stopped reading.
Fan Bailing has studied Go intensively for decades, and is indeed a master of it.
He sees that there are calamities in this game of chess, including coexistence and immortality, counterattacks, and holding back one's energy.
Flowers gather five and six, which is extremely complex.
He immediately became energetic.
When he was watching the movie again, he suddenly felt dizzy.
He only calculated the life and death of a small white chess piece in the lower right corner, and felt the blood in his chest surge.
He calmed down and counted again for the second time.
He found that he thought the white piece was dead, but in fact there was a way to survive.
However, killing the black piece next to it involved a lot.
After a few more calculations, Suddenly, his eyesight turned dark, his throat felt sweet, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out.
Su Xinghe looked at him coldly and said: "This game of chess is extremely difficult.
Your talent is limited.
Although your chess skills are not weak, you probably won't be able to solve it.
What's more, there is an evil thief like Ding Chunqiu performing evil spells.
The charming soul is really dangerous.
Do you want to continue thinking about it or not?"
Fan Bailing said: "Life and death are determined by fate, my brother.
I am determined to do my best.
Su Xinghe nodded and said, "Then think about it slowly." " Fan Bailing stared at the chess game, his body swayed, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Ding Chunqiu sneered and said: "You risked your life in vain, but why did you come to the trap set up by this old thief?
It was originally used to torture and kill people.
Fan Bailing, you are calling yourself a trap."
Su Xinghe glanced at him sideways and said, "What do you call Master?"
Ding Chunqiu said, "He is an old thief, so I will call him an old thief."
Su Xinghe said, "The deaf-mute old man is neither deaf nor dumb today.
You must know the reason."
Ding Chunqiu said: "It's wonderful.
You broke your oath and sought your own death.
I am not to blame. " Su Xinghe casually picked up a big stone beside him, placed it beside Xuan Nan, and said, "Master, please sit down."
Xuan Nan saw that this big stone weighed two hundred pounds.
Su Xinghe, a dry and short old man, might not weigh eighty pounds, but he lifted the big stone effortlessly.
It's amazing.
It's certainly easy to lift this huge stone when my martial arts skills are intact, but it may not be possible for him to be so understated and act as if nothing happened.
He immediately clasped his hands and said, "Thank you" and sat on the stone.
Su Xinghe added: "This precious chess game was made by my ancestor.
My ancestor spent three years of hard work before it was completed.
I deeply hope that the knowledgeable people in the world of chess can crack it.
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I have worked hard for the next thirty years. , failed to understand it thoroughly."
At this point, he glanced at Xuannan, Duan Yu, Fan Bailing and others, and said: "Master Xuannan is proficient in Zen principles and knows that the essence of Zen lies in the hard work of many years. , may not be able to comprehend it at first sight like a person with deep roots of wisdom.
The chess skill is also average, and an eight or nine-year-old child with great talent can often beat the first-class master on the chessboard.
Although he cannot understand it clearly, there are many talented people in the world. , not all of them can be solved.
The master left this wish back then.
If someone cracks it and fulfills the wish of the master, even if the master is no longer alive, I will be very happy. " XuanNan thought to himself: "The masters and apprentices of Mr.
Chongbian are all from the same line.
They are all obsessed with playing chess, calligraphy and painting, and have devoted their whole life's intelligence to these irrelevant things."
It is really a shame that Ding Chunqiu is allowed to run amok in this sect and no one can put any restrictions on him."
Su Xinghe said, "My junior brother," he pointed at Ding Chunqiu and said, "Back then, my master betrayed our sect and caused my ancestor to die in hatred, and he beat me so hard that I couldn't fight back.
I was going to die and die as a teacher, but I remembered that my master had an unfulfilled wish.
If I didn't find someone to solve it, I would never see my master after I died, so I endured the humiliation and survived till now.
Over the years, I have kept my promise as my master and disciple without saying a word.
Not only have I become a deaf-mute old man, but I have also forced my new disciples to become deaf-mute.
Alas, nothing has been accomplished in thirty years, and no one can crack this chess game.
This Mr.
Duan is certainly handsome and handsome.”
Bao Tongtong interjected: "This Mr.
Duan may not be handsome, let alone handsome.
What does it have to do with playing chess?
It doesn't make sense."
Su Xinghe said: "There is a lot to do with it.
It has a lot to do with it."
Bao Tongtong said: "Your old man's character, hehe, is not necessarily handsome."
Su Xinghe stared at him for a moment and smiled slightly.
Bao BuTong said: "You must think that Bao BuTong is even more ugly and weird than your old gentleman."
Su Xinghe ignored him and continued: "Master Duan's more than ten moves were already extremely sophisticated.
I originally had great expectations for them, but I didn't know that I missed one move and ended up losing in the end."
Duan Yu had a look of shame on his face and said: "I am a foolish person, and I am extremely ashamed of my father-in-law's love."
Before he finished speaking, Fan Bailing suddenly screamed, blood spurted out from his mouth, and he fell backwards.
Su Xinghe raised his left hand slightly and made three chi chi chi sounds.
Three chess balls came out and hit the acupuncture point in his chest, which stopped him from spurting blood.
While everyone was in shock, they suddenly heard a clapping sound, and a white object flew down from the air and hit the chessboard.
Su Xinghe took a look and saw a small piece of pine tree flesh, which had just been dug out of the tree.
It happened to be on the "Go" position on the 79th road.
That was the key to cracking this "Zhenlong".
When he raised his head, he saw a corner of his light yellow robe peeking out from behind a pine tree five feet away to his left, indicating that someone was looming.
Su Xinghe was surprised and happy, and said: "Another master has arrived.
I am very happy."
Just as he was about to respond with a black bullet, there was a soft sound in his ear, and a small black object flew from behind and landed on " The Eight-Eighth Road to the "Go" position is exactly where Su Xinghe wants to settle.
Everyone said "Hey" and turned their heads, but there was no one there.
The pine trees on the right are not tall.
It seems like there is someone hiding in the tree.
You can see it at a glance, but you really don't know where the person is hiding.
Su Xinghe was secretly shocked when he saw that the black object was a small piece of pine bark and the location where it fell was extremely accurate.
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As soon as the black object came down, another piece of white tree flesh shot out from behind the pine tree on the left, and landed on the fifth or sixth road "going".
There was only a scoffing sound, and a black object hovered in the sky, then fell straight down, landing squarely on the "Go" position four or five.
This sunspot rises in a spiral shape, and it is difficult to find out where it comes from.
This sunspot rises up into the air in a zigzag manner, and still falls with such accuracy.
This hidden weapon skill is truly astonishing.
The spectators were filled with admiration and cheered in unison.
Before the sound stopped, a clear voice could be heard coming from among the pine branches and leaves: "Mr.
Murong, please come and crack Zhenlong.
The young monk will do it for you.
Don't blame me for being presumptuous."
The branches and leaves were moving slightly, the breeze was rustling, and there were already many people beside the chess game.
A monk.
This monk is wearing a gray cloth monk's robe, with a shining light, a solemn appearance, and a slight smile on his face.
Duan Yu was startled and thought to himself: "The devil Jiumozhi is here again" and thought: "Could it be that the white guy just now was sent by Mr.
Murong?
Today I will finally see Mr.
Murong."
I saw Jiumozhi clasping his hands together, bowing to Su Xinghe, Ding Chunqiu and Xuannan each, and said: "The young monk saw Mr.
Congbian's invitation to the chess game on the way.
He did not underestimate his ability and came to meet the world's masters."
He also said: "Mr.
Murong, please show up now."
But I heard clear laughter, and two people came out from behind a pine tree.
Duan Yu's vision suddenly went dark, his ears were ringing, his mouth was bitter, and his whole body was feeling hot.
This person, Pingping Tingting, came slowly, it was Wang Yuyan whom he had missed all the time and forgotten.
Her face was full of admiration and love, and she looked at the young man next to her infatuatedly.
Duan Yu followed her gaze and saw that the man was about twenty-seven or eighty years old.
He was wearing a light yellow shirt and a long sword hanging from his waist.
He had a handsome face and was free and elegant.
When Duan Yu saw him, his body became cold, his eyes turned red, he was about to shed tears, and he thought to himself: "Young Master Murong Humanity is a dragon and a phoenix among men, he really deserves his reputation.
It’s no wonder that Miss Wang admires him so much.
Alas, I am destined to suffer all my life.
"He felt sorry for himself, sighed and hurt himself.
He didn't want to raise his head to see Wang Yuyan's expression, but finally couldn't help but secretly glance at her again.
She was radiant and seemed to be laughing all over her body.
Ever since they met, I have never seen her so happy.
The two of them came closer, but Wang Yuyan turned a blind eye to Duan Yu and did not say hello to him.
Duan Yu said again: "She has never been with me in her heart. , and only her cousin is in her heart. " Deng Baichuan, Gong Yeqian, Bao Tongtong, and Feng Boxie rushed to meet him early.
Gong Yeqian whispered to Murong Fu the origins of Su Xinghe, Ding Chunqiu, Xuannan and other three people.
Bao Tongtong said: "This guy named Duan is a nerd and doesn't know martial arts.
He just played chess and lost."
Murong Fu bowed to everyone one by one, spoke modestly, and intended to be acquainted with each other.
"Gusu Murong" was famous all over the world.
No one could have imagined that he was such a handsome, elegant and noble young master.
They admired each other and even Ding Chunqiu said some kind words.
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Murong Fu finally met Duan Yu and said: "Brother Duan, hello."
Duan Yu looked miserable and shook his head: "You are fine, I am not fine at all."
Wang Yuyan said "Ah" , said: "Master Duan, you are here too."
Duan Yu said: "Yes, me."
Murong Fu glared at him a few times, ignored him, walked to the side of the chess game, picked up the white piece, and played it on the chess board. middle.
Jiumozhi smiled slightly and said, "Mr.
Murong, although your martial arts are strong, your chess skills are probably just ordinary."
As he spoke, he played a sunspot.
Murong Fu said: "I may not lose to you."
As he said this, he played a white stone.
Jiumozhi responded.
Murong Fu had been thinking about this game for a long time and was confident that he had figured out the solution.
However, Jiumozhi's move was beyond his expectation.
All the plans he had originally planned came to nothing, and he had to think of it all over again.
After a long time, he made another move.
Jiumo Zhi thought very quickly and followed.
The two of them were playing fast and slow for more than twenty seconds.
Jiumozhi suddenly laughed and said, "Mr.
Murong, let's break up."
Murong Fu said angrily: "You are making trouble like this, so you can explain it to me." ."
Jiumozhi smiled and said: "This chess game was originally unsolvable by anyone in the world, but it was used to tease people.
The young monk is self-aware and does not want to spend more time on useless things.
Mr.
Murong, you can't even get rid of my entanglement in the corner, do you still want to compete in the Central Plains?"
Murong Fu's heart was shaken, and he had mixed feelings for a moment.
He kept thinking about his two words: "You can't even get rid of my entanglement in the corner, do you still want to compete in the Central Plains?"
My eyes gradually blurred, and the white and black stones on the chess board seemed to have turned into generals and soldiers.
There was a group of men and horses in the east, and a camp in the west.
You surrounded me, and I surrounded you, fighting each other in an entangled manner.
Murong Fu saw with his eyes that his troops with white flags and white armor were surrounded by enemies with black flags and black armor.
They rushed left and right, but could not get out of the encirclement.
He became more and more anxious in his heart: "I, Murong, have exhausted my destiny.
All my efforts have been in vain.
I have worked hard all my life, but my life has finally turned into a dream of love.
What can I say?"
Suddenly he shouted, drew his sword and cut into his neck.
When Murong Fu stood silent and expressionless, Wang Yuyan, Duan Yu, Deng Baichuan, Gong Yeqian and others all stared at him intently.
Murong Fu suddenly drew his sword and killed himself.
No one expected this.
Deng Baichuan and others rushed to rescue him, but they lost their skills and were a step too late.
Duan Yu pointed his index finger and shouted: "You can't do this."
He heard a "chi" sound, and Murong Fu swung the long sword in his hand, and it fell to the ground with a clang.
Jiumozhi smiled and said: "Master Duan, what a move with the Six Meridians Divine Sword."
Murong Fu let go of his long sword and was startled before he woke up from the illusion.
Wang Yuyan took his hand, shook it repeatedly, and shouted: "My cousin can't solve the chess game, why bother to commit suicide?"
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As she spoke, tears rolled down her cheeks.
Murong Fu said blankly: "What's wrong with me?"
Wang Yuyan said: "Fortunately Mr.
Duan knocked down the sword in your hand, otherwise, otherwise" Gong Yeqian advised: "Sir, this chess game is fascinating.
It seems that there is magic in it.
You don't have to do it.
Spend more time.”
Murong Fu turned to Duan Yu and said, "Is the move you just made really the sword move of the Six Meridians Divine Sword?
It's a pity that I didn't see it.
Can you try one more move so that I can have an eye-opener?"
Duan Yu glanced at Jiumozhi, fearing that he would come to arrest him again after seeing him use the "Six Meridians Divine Sword".
This sword technique was sometimes effective and sometimes not effective.
If the evil monk took action, it would be very difficult.
Resistance, fear in heart, He took three steps to the left, far away from Jiumozhi, with Zhu Danchen and three other people in between, and then he replied: "I was in a hurry, and by chance, I wanted to try another move.
It's difficult."
Yes.
You really didn’t see it just now.”
Murong Fu had a look of shame on his face and said, "I felt confused for a moment, as if possessed by a demon."
Bao BuTong yelled and said: "Yes, it must be old monster Xingxiu who is casting evil spells.
Young Master, be careful."
Murong Fu glanced at Ding Chunqiu and said to Duan Yu: "I accidentally fell into a witchcraft.
I am grateful for your rescue.
Brother Duan possesses the unique skill of the Six Meridians Divine Sword.
Is he from the Duan family in Dali?"
Suddenly, I heard a voice floating in the distance: "Which member of the Duan family in Dali is here, is it Duan Zhengchun?"
It was the voice of Duan Yanqing, the man with a long history of evil.
Zhu Danchen and others immediately changed their colors.
A sound like metal scraping together was heard shouting: "Our boss is the real Dali Duan clan, the rest are all fakes."
Duan Yu smiled slightly and thought to himself: "My disciple is here too."
As soon as the cry of the Crocodile God in the South China Sea stopped, a person came up from the mountain with extremely fast movements.
It was Yun Zhonghe.
He shouted: "The four most evil people in the world are paying a visit to Mr.
Congbian.
I would like to attend the chess meeting."
Su Xinghe said. : "Welcome."
As soon as these four words were spoken, Yun Zhonghe had already floated in front of everyone.
After a while, Duan Yanqing, Ye Erniang, and Nanhai Crocodile God arrived side by side.
The South China Sea Crocodile God said loudly: "Our boss was very happy when he saw the invitation.
He put aside other things and hurriedly came to play chess.
His martial arts is unrivaled in the world, even better than my Yue Laoer.
Who is dissatisfied?
Now come up and play three moves with him.
You have to fight alone.
Why don't you show off your weapons when we are all fighting?"
Ye Erniang said: "Lao San, don't talk nonsense.
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Playing chess is not about using force to fight.
What kind of weapons can you show off?"
The South China Sea Crocodile God said: "You are talking nonsense, don't you?
We are fighting with force, why is the boss rushing here so quickly?"
Duan Yanqing stared at the chess game, thinking intently.
After a long time, the iron stick in his left hand reached a little into the chess box.
The head of the stick seemed to have suction, sucking up a white piece and placing it on the chess game.
Xuannan praised: "Dali's Duan family's martial arts are unparalleled in the south, and they truly live up to their reputation."
Duan Yu had seen Duan Yanqing play chess with the yellow-browed monk that day, and knew that he not only had deep internal strength, but also had very high chess skills.
He was afraid that this "Zhenlong" could be cracked by him.
Zhu Danchen whispered in his ear: "Master, let's go and don't miss this opportunity."
But Duan Yu wanted to see how Duan Yanqing would solve this problem, and when he finally saw Wang Yuyan, the sky fell.
He refused to leave her, so he just said "Uh, uh" a few times and took a few steps closer to the chess game.
Su Xinghe had already understood every change in this chess game, and immediately responded with a black chess move.
Duan Yanqing thought for a while and made a move.
Su Xinghe said: "Your Excellency's move is extremely clever.
Let's see if we can break through the barrier and open a way out."
He played a black chess piece and blocked the way out.
Duan Yanqing laid another son.
The Shaolin monk Xu Zhu suddenly said: "I'm afraid this move won't work."
He just saw Murong Fu doing this move, and then he continued to do it, and finally he drew his sword and killed himself.
He was afraid that Duan Yanqing would make the same mistake again, and he couldn't bear it, so he warned him.
The Crocodile God of the South China Sea was furious and shouted: "You are a little monk, you are worthy of telling me whether my boss can do it."
He grabbed his vest and lifted it up.
Duan Yu said: "Good disciple, don't hurt this little master."
When the South China Sea Crocodile God arrived, he had already seen Duan Yu, and he was always embarrassed in his heart.
It would be best for Duan Yu to remain silent, but he still screamed.
He came out and said angrily: "If it doesn't hurt, it won't hurt.
Why bother?"
and put Xu Zhu on the ground.
Everyone was surprised to see that such a tyrannical and ferocious South China Sea Crocodile God actually listened to Duan Yu's words and did not retort to calling him "disciple".
Only Zhu Danchen and others understood the whole story, and they were secretly amused.
Xu Zhu sat on the ground and thought: "My master often said that the cultivation methods passed down by the Buddha are the three disciplines of precepts, concentration, and wisdom.
The Surangama Sutra says: Precepting the mind is precepts, and concentration produces concentration, and concentration produces wisdom.
Those of us with blunt faculties can hardly grasp our minds and take the precepts, so Patriarch Bodhidharma passed down the Convenient Dharma and taught us how to learn martial arts.
The mind can also be captured by playing chess.
Learning martial arts is about winning and losing, and playing chess is also about winning and losing, which is exactly the opposite of the principle of meditation.
Therefore, whether you are learning martial arts or playing chess, you must not have a mind about winning or losing.
It is very easy to have no desire to win or lose when competing in martial arts or playing chess.
When playing chess, it is a shortcut if you don't have a desire to win or lose.
The Dhammapada says: The winner will be resentful, and the loser will feel guilty.
When my brothers and sisters compete in martial arts and play chess, they always win less and lose more, but my master praises me for not being angry or resentful, and how easy it is to win or lose.
Today, I saw that Master Duan made a wrong move, and I was worried that he would lose.
Not to mention that with my chess skills, how can I give advice to others?
Although his move was the same as Master Murong's, it will probably be different from now on.
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Sorry, I don’t understand it myself.
Instead, I say I’m afraid it won’t work.
Isn’t that a sign of condescension and self-conceit?”
Duan Yanqing thought about it for a while, one after another, and the more he thought about it, the longer he thought about it.
When he was about twenty years old, the sun had turned west, and Xuannan suddenly said: "Donor Duan, you were walking straight at first.
On the eleventh day, he walked into the side door and went further and further, and it was impossible to save it."
Duan Yanqing's face changed.
His upper muscles were stiff and expressionless, and the voice in his throat said: "Your Shaolin sect is a famous and authentic sect.
If you follow your righteous way, how can you solve the problem?"
Xuannan sighed and said: "This chess game seems to be right but not right, and seems to be evil but not evil. , it cannot be solved by the right way, but it cannot be solved by purely taking the wrong approach."
Duan Yanqing's iron staff in his left hand stopped in mid-air, trembling slightly, and could not point it down.
After a long time, he said: "There is no way forward, and there are pursuers behind.
It is neither good nor evil.
It is difficult."
According to his family tradition The martial arts was originally from the Duan family of Dali, but later he fell into the evil way.
Xuan Nan's words touched his state of mind, and he gradually fell into the evil way like Mr.
Murong.
This Zhenlong changes in many ways, depending on the person.
Those who love money make mistakes due to greed, and those who are irritable do bad things due to anger.
Duan Yu's failure was due to his excessive love and unwillingness to abandon his son; Murong Fu's failure was due to his attachment to power and his courage to abandon his son, but he refused to lose power no matter what.
The first thing that Duan Yanqing hated in his life was that after he became disabled, he had to abandon his authentic martial arts and practice heretical magic.
When he was concentrating, external demons invaded, which made him feel overwhelmed and unable to control himself.
Ding Chunqiu smiled and said: "Yes, it is easy for a person to go from good to evil, but it is difficult to change from evil to right.
Your life is destined to be ruined, ruined, ruined.
It's a pity that one mistake will lead to eternal hatred.
If you want to look back, , that’s impossible.”
His words were full of pity.
However, Xuannan and other masters knew that this old monster from Xingxiu had evil intentions and was taking advantage of the situation to make Duan Yanqing crazy and eliminate a powerful enemy.
As expected, Duan Yanqing remained motionless and said sadly: "As a prince of Dali Kingdom, I have fallen into such a state of desolation today.
I really feel ashamed of my ancestors."
Ding Chunqiu said: "You died under Jiuquan, and you had no face to see Duan's ancestors.
If you know that you are ashamed, why not commit suicide like this?
It is also an act of a hero.
Alas, it is better to commit suicide.
It is better to commit suicide."
That's it."
The words were spoken in a soft and pleasant voice, and the people on the side with less skill were already drowsy and drowsy.
Duan Yanqing then muttered to himself: "Oh, it's better to commit suicide."
He picked up the iron staff and slowly pointed it towards his chest.
But after all, he was deeply cultivated, and he vaguely knew something was wrong.
Deep in his heart, there seemed to be a voice saying: "No, no, if this continues, it will be bad."
But the iron stick in his left hand still hit his chest inch by inch.
Go down.
When he was in exile and seriously injured, he also had thoughts of committing suicide.
Only because of a special opportunity, he was able to regain his strength.
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At this moment, his self-control weakened, and the thoughts of suicide that had been hidden in his heart came up again.
Among the great masters around him, Xuannan was compassionate and had the intention to speak out to wake him up.
However, this "wake-up call" must have the same skill as Duan Yanqing in order to have the effect of awakening the deaf and enlightening people.
Otherwise, it will not only be useless, but also cause harm, and I secretly feel in my heart.
Anxious, but helpless.
Su Xinghe cannot save each other due to the rules set by his master back then.
Murong Fu knew that Duan Yanqing was not a good person, and it would be best if he died in an accident and eliminated all harm to the world.
Jiumozhi gloated and stood by with a smile.
Duan Yu and You Tanzhi both had profound skills, but neither of them understood what Duan Yanqing meant by this move.
Although Wang Yuyan knew a lot about martial arts from various sects, the evil sect of kung fu that Ding Chunqiu used his mind to lure was not martial arts, so she knew nothing about it.
Ye Erniang always had Duan Yanqing on her head.
She was always bossy and very rude.
She had been angry for a long time and thought that he was going to commit suicide, but there was no need to save her.
Deng Baichuan, Kang Guangling and others not only lost all their skills, but also refused to get involved in the competition between Xingxiu Old Monster and the "Number One Evil".
Among them, only the Crocodile God of the South China Sea was the most anxious.
Seeing that Duan Yanqing's staff was only a few inches away from his chest, he delayed for a moment and immediately tapped his fatal point.
He immediately grabbed Xu Zhu and shouted: "Boss, "Catch this monk" and threw it towards Duan Yanqing.
Ding Chunqiu slapped a palm and said: "Go away and don't disturb the situation."
The force of the South Sea Crocodile God's throw was extremely powerful.
Xu Zhu was carrying strong wind and flew forward quickly, but was knocked out by Ding Chunqiu's soft palm.
Bamboo's body flew back again and hit the South China Sea Crocodile God.
The South Sea Crocodile God caught it with both hands and wanted to throw it at Duan Yanqing again.
Unexpectedly, Ding Chunqiu's palm power contained three strands of stamina.
The South Sea Crocodile God suddenly widened his eyes and took three steps back.
He was about to stand still.
The second The momentum has arrived again.
His knees weakened and he sat down on the ground, thinking that nothing would happen anymore, but he didn't know that there was a third force coming.
He turned upside down involuntarily, his hands grabbed Xu Zhu, pressed him under his body, and turned him over again.
He expected that Old Monster Ding's palm would have a fourth stamina, so he quickly pushed Xu Zhu's body forward to block the attack.
But the fourth stamina was gone.
The South China Sea Crocodile God opened his eyes and cursed: "Your grandma is a badass" and put Xu Zhu on the ground.
Ding Chunqiu issued this palm and relaxed a little.
Duan Yanqing's iron staff stopped in mid-air and stopped moving.
Ding Chunqiu said: "It's too late, it's too late, Duan Yanqing, I advise you to just commit suicide, just commit suicide."
Duan Yanqing sighed: "Yeah, what's the point of living in the world?
Just commit suicide."
In the meantime, the head of the staff was two inches closer to the clothes on his chest.
Xu Zhu's compassionate heart was moved, and he knew that to solve Duan Yanqing's demonic obstacle, he had to start from the chess game.
However, his chess skills were low, and he really didn't dare to think about solving the extremely complicated problem in this chess game.
Yanqing Shuang Staring at the chess game blankly, the crisis occurred in an instant, and suddenly an idea came to him: "I can't solve the chess game, but it is easy to make trouble.
As long as he concentrates, he will be saved.
If there is no chess game, how can it be done?
victory or defeat" He said, "I'll solve this chess game."
He walked forward quickly, took a white piece from the chess box, closed his eyes, and placed it on the chess game.
Before he opened his eyes, he could only hear Su Xinghe angrily scolding: "Nonsense, nonsense, you are just trying to make yourself worse.
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Kill a white chess piece by yourself.
There is no way to play chess like this."
Xu Zhu opened his eyes and couldn't help but Face flushed.
It turns out that I blindly placed a piece with my eyes closed, and actually placed it in a piece of white chess that had been surrounded by black chessboards.
This large piece of white chess originally still had some vitality.
Although black chess could capture it at any time, as long as the opponent had no time to capture it, there was always a glimmer of hope.
The hard struggle depended on this.
Now he has eaten his own white piece.
There is no such act of suicide in chess.
As soon as White's piece died, White's entire army seemed to be wiped out.
Jiumozhi, Murong Fu, Duan Yu and others couldn't help laughing when they saw it.
Xuannan shook his head and smiled.
Although Fan Bailing was exhausted, he couldn't help but said: "Isn't that a joke?"
Su Xinghe said: "The master has decreed that anyone can enter the game.
Although the young master's move is whimsical, it is still a move that enters the game."
He took the white chess piece that Xu Zhu had squeezed to death from the chessboard.
It landed, followed by a sunspot.
Duan Yanqing yelled and woke up from the illusion.
He looked at Ding Chunqiu and said in his heart: "Old monster Xingxiu, you take advantage of others' danger and secretly do your poison.
We can't just let it go."
Ding Chunqiu glanced at Xu Zhu, his eyes full of resentment, and cursed: "You little thief is bald."
Duan Yanqing saw the changes in the chess game and knew that Xu Zhu's rescue was his only escape from death.
He felt very grateful.
Knowing that Ding Chunqiu was threatening revenge, he immediately wanted to attack Xu Zhu, thinking: "Shaolin The eminent monk Xuannan is here, and I understand that old monster Xingxiu can't do anything to his disciples, but if Xuannan is old and fatuous and doesn't protect him well, I can't let the little monk die for me."
Su Xinghe said to Xu Zhu: "Little Master, you killed one of your own chess pieces, and the black chess piece takes another step, how do you respond?"
Xu Zhu smiled apologetically and said: "The young monk is poor at chess and makes random moves just to save people.
The young monk can't play this game.
Please forgive me, senior."
Su Xinghe's face darkened and he said sternly: "My master has laid this game and I respectfully ask the world's masters to crack it.
If you can't crack it, that's fine.
If there are consequences, it's your own fault.
But if someone comes to disrupt the chess game and insults our master, A lifetime of hard work, even if there are many people, hey, even though I am deaf and mute, I will fight to the end. " He is called "the deaf-mute old man", but he is actually neither deaf nor mute.
At this moment, he has already opened his ears to listen and speaks.
He still claims to be "deaf and mute", but when he speaks, his beard is spread out and his expression is extremely fierce. , no one dares to laugh at him.
Xu Zhu put his hands together and bowed deeply, and said: "Old Senior"
Su Xinghe shouted loudly: "Let's play chess.
What's the point of talking more?
Is my master just for your entertainment?"
As he spoke, he waved his right hand and clapped his palm.
There was a loud bang, and dust was flying in front of his eyes.
A big pit immediately appeared in front of the bamboo.
The power of this palm is extremely fierce.
If the palm force had pushed forward even a few feet, Xu Zhu would have had his muscles and bones broken, and he would have died unexpectedly.
Xu Zhu was so frightened that his heart was pounding, and he raised his eyes to look at Xuan Nan, hoping that his uncle would come forward and save him from this predicament.
Xuan Nian is not very good at chess and has lost all his martial arts skills.
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What else can he do to deal with this situation?
He has no choice but to bite the bullet and is about to plead with Su Xinghe when he suddenly sees Xu Zhu reaching into the box, taking out a white stone and placing it on the On the chessboard.
The place where it falls is the empty space that appears after removing the white stone.
This move actually makes sense.
In the past thirty years, Su Xinghe has become very familiar with the thousands of changes in this game of chess.
No matter how the opponent moves, he cannot go beyond the range that he has dismantled.
But as soon as Xu Zhu came up, he closed his eyes and made random moves, killing a large piece of white stones.
This completely violated the basic principles of chess.
Anyone who understands the principles of chess would never make this move.
That is like picking up a sword and killing oneself, or committing suicide with a horizontal sword.
Little did he know that after he closed his eyes and killed a large piece of white chess, the situation suddenly became brighter.
Although black chess had a huge advantage, white chess had room for maneuver.
It was no longer as tied as before, focusing on one thing and losing the other. .
Su Xinghe had never dreamed of this new situation.
He was stunned, thought for a long time, and then made a black move.
It turned out that Xu Zhu had just seen Su Xinghe high-five and threaten him, and his uncle did not say a word to help him out.
Just when he was feeling confused, a thin voice suddenly penetrated into his ears: "Go down the level 39 road" Xu Zhu didn't care who gave the instruction, and didn't care whether it was right or wrong.
He picked up the white stone and followed the instructions and went down the "level" road 39.
After Su Xinghe responded with the black chess piece, the voice came into Xu Zhu's ears again: "Even on the 28th road."
Xu Zhu played another white chess piece on the 28th road on the "flat" side.
As soon as he fell, Jiumozhi, Murong Fu, Duan Yu and others all shouted "Eh".
Xu Zhu raised his head and saw expressions of admiration and astonishment on many people's faces.
It was obvious that his move was very clever.
He also saw that Su Xinghe's face looked full of joy and admiration, but also anxious and worried.
There were two long lines on his face.
His eyebrows kept moving up and down.
Xu Zhu was suspicious: "Why is he suddenly happy?
Did I make a wrong move?"
But then he changed his mind: "It doesn't matter whether he made a right move or a wrong move, as long as he and I can deal with more than ten moves, it will show that I have some sense of propriety in my chess playing." , instead of messing up the situation randomly and insulting his master, he won't be surprised."
After Su Xinghe accepted the black piece, he followed the instructions of the person who secretly helped him, and then played the white piece.
While he was playing chess, he looked carefully to see if his uncle was giving secret instructions, but Xuannan looked anxious, but it didn't look like it, not to mention that he never spoke.
The sound that penetrated his ears was obviously the superior internal power of "transmitting sound into secrets".
The speaker used his deep internal power to send the words into his own ears.
Others could not hear them even if they were close to him, but No matter how softly the words are spoken, they are always meant to be said.
Xu Zhu secretly looked at everyone's lips, but no one was moving, but the sound of "go down the fifth and sixth lanes and eat the three black pieces" came to his ears clearly.
Xu Zhu followed the words and thought: "Except my uncle, there is no other person who taught me.
The rest of the people are not related to me, so how can they be willing to teach me?
Among these masters, only my uncle has never played chess, and the rest have tried and failed.
My uncle's magical skills are extraordinary.
He can actually transmit sounds into secrets without moving his lips.
I don't know how long it will take for me to reach this level. " Little did he know that the person who taught him how to play chess was Duan Yanqing, the most evil man in the world.
Just now, when Duan Yanqing was addicted to the chess game, he was robbed by Ding Chunqiu.
He almost went crazy and committed suicide.
Fortunately, Xu Zhu disrupted the chess game and saved his life.
He saw that Su Xinghe was sternly reprimanding Xu Zhu and had the intention to kill him, so he immediately gave some advice, aiming to rescue Xu Zhu from the siege so that he could retreat in a perfunctory manner.
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He was good at ventriloquism, he could speak without moving his lips, and he used his profound internal skills to transmit sounds into secrets.
Although there were several first-class masters around him, no one could see the trick.
However, after counting, the situation has changed greatly, and Duan Yanqing realizes that the secret of this "Zhenlong" is that White must first squeeze a large piece of himself to death, so that the next wonderful move can be born from the source.
There are inherent methods of "counterattack" and "taking off the boots" in chess.
You deliberately sacrifice yourself to let the opponent capture a few pieces, and then gain the victory.
However, you can only sacrifice eight or nine pieces at most, and there is no reason to sacrifice dozens of pieces in one go. , this kind of "squeezing oneself to death" move is actually a strange change that has never been seen in the history of Go.
No matter how superb a master you are, you will never think of going down this path.
What everyone thinks about is how to get out of trouble and survive.
No one ever deliberately thinks about death.
If Xu Zhu hadn't closed his eyes and played this stupid chess game casually, I'm afraid no one would be able to solve this "Zhenlong" in a thousand years.
Duan Yanqing's chess skills were originally very good.
That day in Dali, he played against the yellow-browed monk and killed him so hard that he could not parry.
At this time, he took out a large piece of white chess in the chess game and played again.
The world was widened and he no longer had to worry about the life or death of the large piece of white chess. , and there is no longer any constraints from the white chess piece on his own, but he can move freely, and is no longer in a dilemma like before.
Jiumozhi, Murong Fu and others didn't know that Duan Yanqing was secretly giving instructions, but when they saw Xu Zhu's wonderful tricks and ate two small pieces of sunspots one after another, they couldn't help but cheer.
Xuan Nan murmured to himself: "This game of chess was originally entangled in gains and losses, making it impossible to decipher.
However, Xu Zhu did not care about life and death, let alone victory or defeat.
Instead, he solved life and death and gained relief.
"He vaguely seemed to have some enlightenment, but it was elusive.
He knew that he had been obsessed with martial arts all his life and was great at meditation.
I suddenly thought: "The deaf-mute Mr. and the Eight Friends of Hangu are so focused on miscellaneous studies that their martial arts skills are not as good as those of Ding Chunqiu.
I laughed at them before for going astray.
However, I have devoted my life to practicing martial arts and have not practiced Zen diligently.
I am not worried about life and death.
Wouldn't it be even more wrong to go astray?"
Thinking of this section, I was sweating profusely all of a sudden.
At first, Duan Yu paid attention to the chess game, but later on, his eyes were only on Wang Yuyan.
The more he looked at it, the more hurt he became, but when he saw Wang Yuyan's eyes, he never left Murong Fu for a moment.
Duan Yu only said in his heart: "Let me leave.
If I stay longer after I leave, I will only experience more suffering, and maybe I will vomit blood on the spot."
But if he is asked to leave Wang Yuyan on his own, how can he think: "Waiting for the king When the girl turned around, I said to her: Miss Wang, Gong I'm glad you have met your cousin.
It's fate that I will see you again today.
I have to leave now.
If she says: OK, you go, then I have no choice but to leave.
But if she says: Don't be busy.
I have something to say to you, so I’ll wait and see what she has to say.”
In fact, Duan Yu knew very well that Wang Yuyan would not look back at him, let alone say, "Don't be busy, I have something to say to you."
Suddenly, the soft hair on the back of Wang Yuyan's head moved slightly.
Duan Yu's heart was pounding: "She turned around and came over" but he heard her sigh softly and call out in a low voice: "Cousin" Murong Fu stared at the chess game and saw that the white chess piece had the upper hand and was making advances.
He thought to himself: "I can figure out these moves.
Everything is difficult at the beginning.
It is the first strange move that I can't figure out no matter what."
"Wang Yuyan called in a low voice, but he didn't hear her.
Wang Yuyan sighed softly again and slowly turned her head.
Duan Yu's heart jumped: "She has turned her head.
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She has turned her head."
Wang Yuyan's pretty face turned around as expected.
Duan Yu saw a hint of melancholy on her face and a hint of resentment in her eyes, and thought: "Ever since she came side by side with Mr.
Murong Fu, her expression has always been filled with endless joy.
Why did she suddenly become unhappy?
Could it be for the sake of her heart?"
Do you care about me a little bit?"
He saw her eyes turning further to the right and meeting his eyes.
Duan Yu took a step forward and wanted to say: "Miss Wang, what do you have to say?"
But Wang Yuyan's eyes slowly moved away, looking into the distance.
After staring for a while, he turned to Murong Fu again.
Duan Yu's heart sank even lower, with indescribable bitterness: "It's not that she doesn't look at me, but it's ten times worse than not looking at me.
She looked at me, but turned a blind eye.
She saw me in her eyes, but my shadow did not enter her heart.
She was just thinking about her cousin, and she didn't care about Duan Yu at all.
Alas, it’s better to leave, it’s better to leave.”
Over there, Xu Zhu followed Duan Yanqing's instructions and saw that no matter how the black chess responded, a piece of it would be eaten by the white chess.
But if the black chess allowed a way out, the white chess would break out of the encirclement.
At that time, there would be a different world.
No matter what, it's terrible.
Su Xinghe pondered for a while, then responded with a smile and played the black chess piece.
Duan Yanqing transmitted the message: "Let's go to the top seven or eight ways."
Xu Zhu followed his instructions.
Although he knew very little about chess, he knew this trick and solved the Zhenlong chess game.
He clapped his hands and said with a smile: "It seems like It’s done” With a smile on his face, Su Xinghe cupped his hands and said, "The little holy monk is so gifted, so congratulations."
Xu Zhu hurriedly returned the salute: "I don't dare, I don't dare, this is not me."
He was about to say that he was instructed by his uncle, when the "sound transmission into secret" voice said: "The secrets here must not be revealed.
The danger is still there, so we need to be more careful."
Xu Zhu only said that it was Xuan Nan who gave another instruction, then he lowered his head and said: "Yes, yes."
Su Xinghe stood up and said: "The master set up this trap, and no one has been able to solve it for decades.
The little monk solved this Zhenlong, and I am extremely grateful."
Xu Zhu didn't know the reason, so he could only say modestly: "I This was an accident, all due to the love of the elders.
The old man deserves the award, and I really don’t deserve it.”
Su Xinghe walked to the three wooden houses, extended his hand to greet the guests, and said: "Little monk, please come in."
Xu Zhu saw that these three wooden houses were very strangely constructed.
There was no door.
He didn't know how to get in, let alone what to do.
He stayed there for a while, without any idea.
I heard the voice say again: "Cleaving a way out of the chess game is the result of a hard fight.
There is no door in the wooden house, so you can use Shaolin martial arts to break it open.
Xu Zhu said: "I'm so offended."
He made a horse stance, raised his right hand, and struck the door with his palm.
His martial arts was limited, so he fell to the ground with a flick of Ding Chunqiu's sleeve that day, and was held down by Xingxiu sect disciples to capture him.
Fortunately, his internal strength was not lost.
However, in the eyes of many experts on the field, the power of his palm was not worth it after all.
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Fortunately, the door panel was not strong, and with a click, the door panel cracked.
Xu Zhu split his palms twice more before splitting the door panel open, but his palms were already aching.
The Crocodile God of the South China Sea laughed loudly and said: "The hard skills of the Shaolin School are really ordinary."
Xu Zhu turned around and said: "The young monk is the most incompetent disciple of the Shaolin School.
His kung fu is shallow, but it is not that the Shaolin School's martial arts are incompetent."
Just listen.
The voice said: "Go in quickly, don't look back, and don't pay attention to others."
Xu Zhu said, "Yes" and stepped in.
He could only hear Ding Chunqiu's voice shouting: "This is the door of our sect, how can you, a young monk, break in without permission?"
Following two loud bangs, Xu Zhu felt a strong wind coming up, trying to blow his body away.
La Jiang went out, but then two strong forces collided with his vest and buttocks.
Involuntarily, he somersaulted and tumbled inwards.
He didn't know that he had narrowly escaped death.
Just then, Ding Chunqiu launched a secret attack with his palms to restrain his death, while Jiumozhi used the "Crane Control Technique" to pull him out.
But Duan Yanqing used the secret power on his staff to eliminate Ding Chunqiu's palm.
Su Xinghe, standing between him and Jiumozhi, used his left palm to eliminate the "Crane Control Technique" and struck him twice with his right palm.
Go in.
The force of these two palms was so fierce that after Xu Zhu broke through a wall, his forehead banged and hit another wall.
He was knocked unconscious and almost fainted.
After a long while, he stood up and touched his forehead. , has swollen to a large extent.
But I found myself in an empty room with nothing.
He wanted to find the door, but there was no door or window in this room.
There was only a hole through which he broke through the wall and fell in.
He was stunned and wanted to crawl out of the hole.
I could only hear an old and deep voice coming through the wall: "Since you're here, why do you have to go out?"
Xu Zhu turned around and said, "Senior, please show me the way."
The voice said: "You made the path yourself, no one can teach you.
After I laid out this chess game, no one has been able to solve it for decades.
Today I finally opened it for you, and you still can't come over."
When Xu Zhu heard the words "my chess game", he couldn't help but trembled, and said in a trembling voice: "You, you, you."
He heard Su Xinghe keep saying that this chess game was made by his "first master", and whether the voice was a human or a ghost.
Listening to the voice, he said again: "The opportunity is fleeting.
I have been waiting for thirty years.
I will not be able to wait for you for a long time.
My dear boy, come in quickly."
Xu Zhu heard that the voice was very kind and kind, and it was obvious that there was no malice at all.
He didn't think much about it at the moment, he bumped his left shoulder against the board wall, and there was a clicking sound.
The board wall had been decayed for a long time, and a hole was immediately broken.
Xu Zhu could not help but be shocked when he saw that there was another empty room inside, but there was a person sitting in the air.
His first thought was: "There is a ghost."
He was so frightened that he just wanted to turn around and run away, but he heard the man say: "Oh, it turns out he is a little monk, and he is also an ugly little monk.
Difficult, difficult, difficult Oh, it’s difficult, it’s difficult, it’s difficult” Xu Zhu heard him sigh three times and said six words "difficult" in a row, and then looked at him intently, and then he saw clearly that this man was tied with a black rope, and the other end of the rope was connected to the beam. , hanging his body in the air.
Just because the wall behind him is dark in color and the rope is also black.
The two blacks are stacked on top of each other, so the rope cannot be seen.
At a glance, it looks like he is sitting in the sky.
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Xu Zhu's appearance was originally quite ugly, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, upturned nostrils, ears that caught the wind, and thick lips.
In addition, he suffered some injuries on his face when he crashed through the wall, making it even more ugly.
Both of his parents died when he was young.
The monks in the Shaolin Temple were compassionate and adopted him in the temple.
The monks in the temple were either pious and pure, or concentrated on studying martial arts.
No one paid attention to whether he looked handsome or ugly.
Buddhism says that the human body is a "stinky skin bag".
If you pay too much attention to whether the skin bag looks good or not, it will greatly hinder your enlightenment.
Therefore, the man said that he was a "very ugly little monk".
This was the first time Xu Zhu heard this in his life.
He raised his head slightly and looked at the man.
I saw that he had a three-foot long beard, not a single strand of gray, his face was like a crown of jade, and there were no wrinkles at all.
He was obviously not young yet, but he was still full of energy and elegant in demeanor.
Xu Zhu felt slightly ashamed: "Speaking of appearance, I am really very different from him."
At this time, he no longer had any fear in his heart, he bowed and saluted, and said: "Little monk Xu Zhu, I would like to pay my respects to you, senior."
The man nodded and said: "What is your surname?"
Xu Zhu was startled and said: "People who are monks have no common surnames."
The man said: "What was your surname before you became a monk?"
Xu Zhu said: "The young monk has been a monk since he was a child. , I have never had a surname.”
The man looked at him for a long time, sighed, and said: "You can solve my chess game.
Your intelligence and talent are of great importance, but you can't do it after all with your appearance.
Alas, it's very rare.
I think all your efforts are in vain.
Instead, I have sacrificed your life in vain.
Little Master, I will give you a gift, so go ahead."
Xu Zhu listened to the old man's tone, and it was clear that he had a serious problem, and he was deeply worried that no one could help him.
The first point of Mahayana Buddhism is "to save all sentient beings from all the sufferings", so he immediately said: "The young monk's chess skills are really shallow.
Old man Senior, this chess game was not solved by the young monk himself.
But if the senior has any difficulty to solve, the young monk is willing to do his best despite his low abilities.
As for the gift, he does not dare to accept it. " The old man said: "It's good that you have such a chivalrous heart.
Your chess skills are not good, and your martial arts skills are shallow.
It has nothing to do with it.
Since you can come here, it is destined.
It's just that your appearance is too ugly."
He kept shaking his head as he spoke.
Xu Zhu smiled slightly and said: "Beautiful and ugly appearance is the accumulation of karma since time immemorial.
Not only can I not be the master, but my parents can't be the master either.
The young monk's ugly appearance makes the seniors displeased, so I will leave now."
Take two steps back.
Xu Zhu was about to turn around when the old man said: "Wait a minute" and raised his sleeves and placed them on Xu Zhu's right shoulder.
Xu Zhu's body sank slightly, and he felt that the sleeves were like arms, holding his body.
The old man smiled and said, "It's good if young people have such arrogance."
Xu Zhu said: "The young monk dare not be arrogant, but he is afraid of making the senior angry, so it is better to resign as soon as possible."
The old man nodded and asked: "Who are here to solve the chess game today?"
Xu Zhu said everything one by one.
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The old man pondered for a long time and said: "Sixty-seven out of ten of the world's masters have arrived.
Didn't Master Ku Rong from Dali Tianlong Temple come?"
Xu Zhu replied: "Besides the monks in our temple, there is only one monk, Jiumo.
Master Zhi."
The old man asked again: "In recent years, I have heard in the martial arts community that there is a man named Qiao Feng, who is very impressive.
Isn't he here?"
Xu Zhu said: "No."
The old man sighed and said to himself: "I have been waiting for so many years, and if I wait any longer, I may not be able to meet someone who is both beautiful inside and outside.
Everything in the world is always unsatisfactory, so I have to make do with it. ."
After pondering for a moment, he seemed to have made up his mind and said, "You just said that you didn't dismantle this chess game, so why did Xinghe send you in again?"
Xu Zhu said: "The first son was a young monk who was bold and ignorant.
He closed his eyes and fell blind.
However, it was my uncle who secretly guided me through the method of transmitting sounds into the secret."
The process of solving the chess game was explained once.
The old man sighed: "It's God's will, it's God's will."
Suddenly he frowned and said with a smile: "It's God's will.
You closed your eyes and unexpectedly solved my chess game.
This shows that you have deep blessings and may be able to solve it."
I don’t know how to handle my important affairs.
Okay, okay, good boy, just kneel down and kowtow.”
Xu Zhu grew up in the Shaolin Temple since he was a child.
Every day he saw either his master or his uncles, or his uncles, uncles and other elders, that is, among his peers, he was older than him and had better martial arts than him.
There are countless of them, and they have always been accustomed to obeying.
A disciple of Buddhism who values humility, he heard the old man asking him to kowtow.
Although he didn't understand the reason, he thought that this man was a senior in the martial arts world and it was natural for him to kowtow to him a few times.
He immediately knelt down respectfully, dong dong dong dong.
He kowtowed four times, and when he was about to stand up, the man smiled and said, "Kowt five more, this is the rule of our sect."
Xu Zhu responded, "Yes" and kowtowed five more times.
The old man said: "Good boy, good boy, come here."
Xu Zhu stood up and walked to him.
The old man grabbed his wrist and looked him up and down carefully.
Suddenly Xu Zhu felt a heat on his veins, and an internal force rose from his arms, rushing towards his heart very quickly, and he couldn't help but use Shaolin mental techniques to resist.
The old man's inner strength retreated at the first touch, and he was immediately fine.
Xu Zhu knew that he was testing the depth of his inner strength, so he couldn't help but blush, and said with a bitter smile: "The young monk usually reads Buddhist scriptures a lot.
He also had sex and played around when he was young.
He didn't practice the inner strength taught by the master properly, and he made fun of the seniors."
Unexpectedly, the old man was very happy and said with a smile: "Very good, very good.
You are very familiar with the Shaolin sect's internal skills, and you saved me a lot of trouble."
As he spoke, Xu Zhu felt that his whole body was soft and soft.
It was like soaking in a large vat of warm water, and there seemed to be heat coming out of the pores all over the body, which was indescribably comfortable.
After a while, the old man let go of his wrist and said with a smile: "Okay, I have used my Beiming Divine Skill to dissolve all your Shaolin internal energy."
Xu Zhu was shocked and shouted: "What?"
He jumped up.
When his feet landed on the ground, his knees suddenly felt weak.
He sat down on the ground.
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He felt that all his limbs were sore and weak.
His mind was dizzy.
Looking out, it felt like the world was spinning.
Generally speaking, I know that what the old man said is true, and I suddenly feel sad.
Tears well up in my eyes, and I cry: "I have no grudges against you, and I have not offended you, why do you want to harm me like this?"
The man smiled and said: "How can you speak so rudely and not call me master, but you and I have no rules at all?"
Xu Zhu was shocked and said: "Why are you my master?"
The man said: "You just knocked I have nine heads, that is the gift of becoming a disciple."
Xu Zhu said: "No, no, I am a disciple of Shaolin.
No matter how much I worship you as my teacher, I am determined not to learn these harmful arts."
He said struggling. stand up.
The man smiled and said: "You really don't want to learn?"
He waved his hands and his sleeves flew out and put them on Xu Zhu's shoulders.
Xu Zhu felt that his shoulders were extremely heavy and he could no longer stand up straight.
His knees went weak and he immediately sat down and kept saying: "You can beat me to death and I won't learn from you."
The man laughed, and suddenly he stood up and did a somersault in mid-air.
The square scarf on his head flew into the corner of the room.
His left foot was propped up on the roof beam, and everything on his head and feet fell down, and his head was pressed against Xu Zhu's.
Above their heads, the two people's Tianling Gai and Tianling Gai were connected.
Xu Zhu was shocked and said: "What are you doing?"
He shook his head vigorously, trying to shake that person down.
But the top of the man's head was like a nail nailed into Xu Zhu's forehead, no matter how he shook it, it would never come off.
Xu Zhu shook his head to the east, and the man's body floated to the east.
Xu Zhu shook his head to the west, and the man floated to the west.
The two of them were connected and shaking.
Xu Zhu was even more frightened, stretched out his hands, pushed hard with his left hand, and pulled hard with his right hand, trying to push him down.
But as soon as he pushed, he felt that his arms were limp and without any strength, and he was worried: "After falling under his evil spell, let alone losing all my martial arts, it seems that I don't even have the strength to get dressed and eat.
From now on, I will become a success."
"What should I do if I become a paralyzed person?"
He was horrified and shouted at the top of his lungs, suddenly feeling the "Baihui point" on the top of the door.
A thin wisp of hot air rushed into my brain, and I couldn't scream anymore.
I thought in my heart: "No, my life is over."
I felt that my mind was getting hotter and hotter.
In an instant, I felt dizzy and my head was like As if it was going to explode, the hot air flowed all the way down.
After a while, I couldn't bear it anymore and fainted.
I just feel that my whole body is light and floating, like flying in the clouds and mist, flying in the sky; suddenly my body is cold, as if I have dived into the depths of the blue sea, playing with the fish; sometimes I am reading scriptures in the temple, and sometimes I am practicing martial arts hard, but I still can't succeed after practicing again and again.
While I was anxious, I suddenly felt a heavy rain falling on my body, but the raindrops were hot.
At this time, his mind gradually became clearer.
When he opened his eyes, he saw that the old man was covered in sweat, which kept dripping on his body.
There was still sweat on his cheeks, head, neck, and hair roots.
Seeping out.
Xu Zhu found himself lying on the ground, with the old man sitting next to him, and their connected heads had long been separated.
Xu Zhu sat up suddenly and said: "You" only said the word "you".
He couldn't help but was shocked to see that the old man had changed into a different person.
His originally white and handsome face was actually covered with vertical and horizontal lines.
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The deep criss-crossing wrinkles, the thick hair on his head have all fallen out, and the long shiny black beard has turned into a white beard.
Xu Zhu's first thought was: "How many years have I been unconscious?
Thirty years?
Fifty years?"
Why has this man suddenly aged decades?
"The old man in front of me is extremely old.
He is not a hundred and twenty years old, but he must be a hundred years old.
The old man squinted his eyes, smiled weakly, and said, "It's done.
My dear child, your blessings are profound and far beyond my expectations.
Try clapping your palm into the air."
Xu Zhu didn't know why, so he gave a false palm strike as instructed, only to hear a cracking sound, and half of the wall collapsed immediately, which was even worse than when he hit it ten times with all his strength.
Xu Zhu was stunned and said: "Then what is the reason?"
The old man was smiling and very happy, and said: "Then what's the reason?"
Xu Zhu said: "Why did I suddenly have such great strength?"
The old man smiled and said: "You haven't learned this palm technique yet. , the internal strength that can be used at this time is less than 10%.
Your master's more than seventy years of hard training is extraordinary."
Xu Zhu jumped up, knowing in his heart that something was wrong, and shouted: "You, you After more than seventy years of hard training, the old man smiled and said, "Don't you understand now?
You really haven't thought of it yet?"
Xu Zhu vaguely felt the true meaning of the old man's move in his heart, but this thing was so unexpected and unbelievable that it was hard to believe.
He muttered: "The old man has taught a magical skill...
Did you give the door magic to the young monk?"
The old man smiled and said: "You still refuse to call me master."
Xu Zhu lowered his head and said: "The young monk is a disciple of the Shaolin sect.
He cannot deceive his ancestors and destroy the sect by joining another sect."
The old man said: "There is no trace of Shaolin in you.
You are a disciple of the Shaolin sect.
You have accumulated more than 70 years of magical skills from the Xiaoyao sect in your body.
Why are you not a disciple of this sect?"
Xu Zhu had never heard the name of the "Xiaoyao Sect" before, and he said nonchalantly: "Xiaoyao Sect".
The old man smiled and said: "Taking advantage of the righteousness of heaven and earth, resisting the debate of the six qi, and swimming in infinity is Xiaoyao.
You go up Try jumping” Xu Zhu's curiosity aroused, he bent his knees slightly, put force on his feet, and jumped upward slightly.
Suddenly there was a bang, and there was a sharp pain on the top of my head.
My eyes lit up.
Half of my body had penetrated the roof.
It was still rising.
I hurriedly stretched out my hands to grab the roof and fell to the ground.
I jumped a few times in succession before I stood still.
I was so light. , it was really unbelievable.
I was not happy for a while, but felt very scared.
The old man said: "How is it?"
Xu Zhu said: "Have I entered the devil's path?"
The old man said: "Sit quietly and listen to me explain the reasons.
There is not much time left, so I can only talk about the important points.
You are unwilling to call me your teacher or change your religion, and I will not force you to do so." .
Little Master, I’m asking you to do me a big favor, do something for me, can you agree?”
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Xu Zhu has always been willing to help others.
In the Six Perfections of Buddhism, giving is the first priority.
When people in the world are in trouble, he should try his best to help, so he said: "Senior, you have a destiny, so you should try your best to do it."
As soon as he said these two words, he suddenly thought of this person His kung fu seemed to be top-notch among evil spirits, and he immediately said: "But if the senior orders this young monk to do evil, then it will be inconvenient for him to obey his orders."
The old man had a bitter smile on his face and asked: "What does it mean to do evil?"
Xu Zhu was startled and said: "The young monk is a disciple of Buddhism.
He will never do anything harmful to others."
The old man said: "If there is someone in the world who only does things that harm others, does evil, and kills people for no reason, I order you to get rid of him.
Do you agree?"
Xu Zhu said, "The young monk must be sincere and persuade him to change his ways."
The old man said: "What if he persists in his obsession?"
Xu Zhu straightened his body and said: "Conquering demons and eradicating harm is what we have to do.
However, I am a humble monk, so I'm afraid I can't take on this important task. " The old man said: "Then you agreed" Xu Zhu nodded and said: "I agreed" The old man looked cheerful and said: "Very good, very good.
I want you to kill someone, a very evil person.
That is my disciple Ding Chunqiu, who is known as Xingxiu Old Monster in the martial arts today."
Xu Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, he saw with his own eyes that old monster Xingxu killed ten cart drivers with just one sentence.
It was really a heinous crime.
His uncle-in-law, Master Xuannan, was also transformed by him with evil magic to remove all his internal strength, so he said: "Get rid of Xingxu" Old monster, yes It is a great merit, but how can the little monk achieve this with this little effort?"
At this point, he met the old man's eyes and saw the mocking look in his eyes.
He immediately remembered that the words "this little effort" seemed wrong, so he stopped immediately. .
The man said: "With the little effort you have put into it now, you are no longer inferior to the old monster Xingxiu.
It is indeed not enough to eliminate him, but you don't have to worry, I have my own arrangements."
Xu Zhu said: "The young monk once heard from the donor Xue Muhua about the evil deeds of the donor Xingxu Haidingding.
He only thought that the old senior had been killed by him.
It turns out that the old senior is still alive, so that is very, very good."
The old man sighed and said: "Back then, the traitor suddenly attacked me and threw me into a deep ravine.
I almost died at his hands.
Fortunately, my eldest disciple Su Xinghe pretended to be deaf and mute and deceived the traitor.
He had to survive and lived for thirty more years.
Xinghe's qualifications were quite good originally, but it's a pity that he led me astray.
He was too distracted to learn music, chess, calligraphy, painting and other things that were too much for fun.
He couldn't learn any of my superior martial arts.
In the past thirty years, I have only hoped to find a smart and dedicated disciple, teach him all my life's martial arts knowledge, and send him to kill Ding Chunqiu.
But opportunities are rare, and if you are smart and have a bad nature, you may not make the mistake of raising tigers and causing trouble; you have a good personality but lack of understanding.
Seeing that my life is coming to an end and I can't wait any longer, I will make this treasure that I set out to the world in order to find talents.
My deadline is approaching and I have no time to teach martial arts, so the disciple I accept must be a smart and handsome young man. " Xu Zhu heard him say "smart and handsome" again, thinking that he was not smart in terms of qualifications, and the word "handsome" was not even close to the word.
He lowered his head and said: "There are really many handsome people in the world, and there are two of them out there.
One is Mr.
Murong and the other is Mr.
Duan.
How about the young monk inviting them to meet with the senior?"
The old man smiled solemnly and said: "I have poured all my cultivation skills of more than seventy years into your body.
How can I teach it to another person?"
Xu Zhu was shocked and said: "Senior, senior, you have really passed all your life's cultivation to the little monk Nana's sect."
The old man said: "Whether this is a disaster or a blessing for you, it is hard to say at this moment.
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Being strong in martial arts may not necessarily be a blessing.
People who are not even half-hearted in martial arts will be carefree, with less competition and less worries.
If I had only learned piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting without any knowledge of martial arts, I would have never learned anything in my life.
I'm much happier."
He sighed and looked up from the hole in the roof that Xu Zhu had broken.
He seemed to have remembered a lot of past events.
After a while, he said: "Good boy, Ding Chunqiu only thought that I had already lost my life at his hands, so he acted unscrupulously.
Here is a picture.
Pictured above is the place where I enjoyed great happiness in the past.
It was in the Wuliang Mountains of Dali.
If you find the place where my martial arts classics are hidden and practice according to the law, your martial arts will be on par with this Ding Chunqiu.
But your aptitude seems to be the same.
It's not very good either.
I'm afraid there will be a lot of stagnation when practicing my martial arts, and maybe there will be a lot more.
It's dangerous and dangerous.
Then you need to ask the woman in the Wuliang Mountain cave for advice.
Seeing that you are not good-looking, she probably won't teach you.
Please cough for my sake."
At this point, he coughed repeatedly.
He was out of breath, so he took out a small scroll from his arms and stuffed it into Xu Zhu's hand.
Xu Zhu felt quite embarrassed and said: "The young monk has not yet completed his studies.
This time he went down the mountain to deliver a message under the orders of his master.
He will return to the mountain and return his orders.
From now on, he must abide by the master's orders.
If the abbot and master of this temple are not allowed, then I can’t follow my senior’s instructions.”
The old man smiled bitterly and said: "If God's will is to allow evil people to run rampant, then there is no way to think about it.
You, you" said the word "you" twice, and suddenly his whole body trembled, and he slowly leaned down and put his hands on the ground.
He seemed to be about to collapse.
Xu Zhu was startled and hurriedly stretched out his hand to support him and said: "Old senior, what's wrong with you?"
The old man said: "I have passed on all my more than seventy years of training to you.
Today, my life is over, my child.
Are you still unwilling to call me master?"
When he said these words, he was out of breath.
Seeing the look of pity in his eyes, Xu Zhu's heart softened and he blurted out the word "Master".
The old man was overjoyed and took off a gem ring from his left finger, trying to put it on Xu Zhu's finger.
However, his strength was exhausted and he couldn't even grab Xu Zhu's wrist.
Xu Zhu called out again: "Master" and put the ring on his finger.
The old man said: "Well, you are my third disciple.
When you see Su Xinghe, you call him Senior Brother.
What is your last name?"
Xu Zhu said: "I really don't know."
The old man said: "It's a pity that you You are not good-looking, and there are a lot of difficulties in it.
However, you are the leader of Xiaoyao Sect, Logically speaking, this woman shouldn't disobey your orders, very good, very good."
The more she spoke, the softer her voice became.
When she came to the second word "very good", her voice was as soft as a silk thread, almost inaudible, and suddenly she burst into laughter.
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He laughed loudly, rushed forward, hit his forehead on the ground with a bang, and stopped motionless.
Xu Zhu hurriedly stretched out his hand to help him up, and after checking his breath, he was already breathless.
He hurriedly put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name: "Namo Amitabha, Namo Amitabha, please ask Amitabha, Guanshiyin Bodhisattva, and Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva to guide the old gentleman to be reborn in the Western Paradise."
He and the old man had been together for less than an hour, and there was no friendship at first.
However, with the power he had practiced for more than seventy years, it seemed that the old man was closer to him than anyone else.
It could be said that he was closer to him than anyone else. , a part of this old man has become himself, and suddenly he feels sad and bursts into tears.
After crying for a while, he knelt down on the ground, bowed several times to the old man's body, and silently prayed: "Old senior, I called you Master.
That is a lie.
Don't take it seriously.
You are not ignorant, don't blame me.
"Having finished praying, he turned around and got out of the hole in the wall.
With only a slight jump, he ran across the two walls and reached the outside of the house
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