Alienated Martial Arts

Qinglin Mountain, Cloud Viewing Platform.

Two figures sat opposite each other, with a black and white charred chessboard in the middle.

Qingye was dressed in mysterious clothes, surrounded by light mist, like an immortal descending to earth, ethereal.

Opposite Aoba, a beautiful girl sat.

At this moment, she frowned slightly and stared at the chessboard in front of her without saying a word.

Qingye cast his gaze into the distance, his expression calm and indifferent, showing no impatience towards the girl who had not lost her son for a long time.

Perhaps his attention was not on the chess game at all, but on the green mountains and white mist beyond the chessboard.

After thinking silently for a long time, the girl let out a soft breath and said, "Brother Qingye, this game of chess is dead for me. I just thought about it for a long time, but I can't figure out how to break it next."

Qingye looked down at the chess game and said Wen Yan, "If you can't figure it out, just admit defeat, but you are not allowed to regret the move, and you are not allowed to lose your temper."

The girl snorted unconvinced and slowly shook her head, "Like my father, you always take things too seriously. Even if you are playing chess for fun, you have to give it your all."

Qingye smiled lightly and said, "Only by being serious can you stand higher and go further."

"Where's Sister Ni Hao? Why haven't you seen her recently?"

The girl pinched the chess pieces with her slender jade-like fingers and suddenly changed the subject, "Isn't Senior Brother Qingye looking for her? Why do you have time to come and play chess with me?"

"I came here to play chess with you. I was obviously not looking for the teacher, but you pulled me onto the chessboard..."

Qingye was mid-sentence and suddenly fell silent.

At this moment, the light mist that filled the Cloud Observation Platform suddenly condensed.

Under the cloud viewing platform, the two gatekeepers turned their heads at the same time and looked towards the stone steps.

After just a glance, their expressions returned to normal, and they even bowed slightly and saluted.

On the cloud viewing platform, Qingye slowly turned around and looked at the end of the white stone steps.

There, a slender figure wearing a high crown and robe was walking slowly.

She moved lightly, her movements gentle.

The speed is not slow.

In the blink of an eye, he had passed through the large fog and was close.

Qingye stared at the tall women who came one after another without blinking for a long time.

The girl opposite smiled slightly and moved her body back slightly.

"Sister Mingyin is here too."

Ni Xun came to the cloud viewing platform quietly and stood next to the stone table.

The girl smiled and said, "Sister Ni came at the right time. No matter how hard I think about this game, I can't find a way to break it."

"The game of chess has its rules."

Ni Hao's white clothes fluttered and blended into the mist, as if he was about to ride on the wind in the next moment.

"The mountain gate also has the rules of the mountain gate. Everyone must abide by it and cannot cross the line casually."

She gently stretched out her hand and took the chess piece from Yin Yin's hand that she had hesitated for a long time.

Without even looking at it, he slapped it into the center of the chessboard.

The girl was slightly startled, thoughtful.

Opposite me, Aoba's eyes fell on the chessboard, and he remained silent for a long time.

The chess game is in chaos.

A lonely sunspot occupies the center position of the chessboard.

The large black and white chess pieces that had already occupied this place were all squeezed to the edge.

Ni Hao lowered his head and swept his sleeves across the table.

Quietly, a wisp of breeze blew by.

Except for the black stone embedded in the center of the chessboard, all other chess pieces disappeared.

Her tone turned cold, "If someone breaks the rules, don't blame me and just overturn the chessboard."

Without warning, Qingye suddenly raised his head and caught the punch that fell in the air.

Dang!

A loud noise exploded on the cloud viewing platform.

It was as if the melodious sound of a bell could be heard far away through the white mist.

The girl Mingyin stepped back several feet away like lightning and stared at the two entangled figures with a thoughtful expression on her face. She didn't know what she was thinking.

Boom! ! !

The two figures suddenly collided.

Then they separated to the left and right.

Qingye stood on the edge of the Cloud Observation Platform, silently watching the woman in a tall crown and robe not far away, her face gloomy.

"Senior Brother Qingye, you have crossed the line."

Ni Xun straightened the crown on his head and exhaled softly, "Chief Wen Qi of Qinglin Villa, as well as Deacon Qi and Deacon Ping, where have they gone down the mountain and what are they planning to do? You should give me an explanation. ."

"Junior Sister Xun's question makes no sense."

Qingye frowned and put his hands behind his back, "Where have they gone, and what does it have to do with me?"

"Senior Brother Qingye, I am not a fool, nor am I blind."

Ni Xun slowly took a step forward, her moon-white Taoist robe moved without any wind, like a mysterious goddess descending from heaven.

“If you don’t want others to know, you have to do nothing yourself.

There may be airtight walls under the sky, but on Qinglin Mountain, there is no wall that can completely hide Ni Hao from me! "

Qingye lowered his gaze and did not meet her eyes.

Nor said a word, remained silent.

Ni Hao came step by step, approaching step by step.

The smile on his face grew stronger, "Senior Brother Qingye, do you not want to answer my question, or is there something in your heart that makes you unable to answer?"

"It's better to be beaten to death by me right here, which will save you the unspeakable embarrassment."

Qingye swallowed a mouthful of blood, and his expression suddenly became extremely ugly.

Suddenly, a figure flashed past.

Appeared between the two.

This is an old man with an immortal spirit.

He raised his hand slightly and stopped in front of Ni Hao, "Ni Hao, you are merciless, isn't it a little too much?"

"It turns out to be Uncle Mingshi."

Ni Hao bowed slightly and saluted.

Then he straightened up and said with a half-smile, "It's not too much. Master, it's better to ask your own disciples first."

"What do you mean?"

The old man frowned slightly, and the atmosphere suddenly turned cold.

"My nephew, I don't mean anything. I just want to remind Senior Brother Qingye that some things don't end when they are done. Perhaps they are just the beginning."

"I'm standing here, and Master Nephew Ni is still talking like this. Could he be threatening me?"

The old man in green swung his sleeves and said, "You'd better go back. Don't forget your identity."

She stood still, just lowering her head and staring at her toes.

"I have never forgotten my identity, but does Senior Brother Qingye remember what your identity is?"

"You..." The old man's face was gloomy, his eyes fell on the slender figure, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He suddenly fell silent and turned to look down the stone steps.

"The younger ones are ignorant, but the older ones are also messing around."

Quietly, an old female voice penetrated the fog and slowly sounded on the cloud viewing platform.

"I see that your lineage is going backwards and forwards."

Uh-huh!

A figure flashed past, and Granny Yu stood in front of Ni Xun.

"Minglan, I'm here, waiting to see if you don't want to be shameless and want to attack the next generation."

"Senior Sister Yu, how could I have the intention to take action?"

Minglan slowly exhaled a breath and wanted to say something, but suddenly her expression changed slightly and she bowed slightly to one side.

"Minglan has met the Taoist Master."

"Ni Hao meets the teacher."

The fog was surging in that place, and there was no human figure, only a quiet and peaceful voice slowly sounded.

"Daozi Qingye, for violating the rules of the Yuanyi sect, I will be punished by facing the wall and meditating for half a year, and will not be allowed to step out of Yueluan Courtyard."

"Taoist Ni Xun, for taking action at the inner gate, he was punished by facing the wall and thinking for half a year, and was not allowed to step out of the Xuanyuan Hall."

"The rest of Qinglin Courtyard deacon Wen Qi and others should give up their cultivation after returning to the mountain, and will be expelled from Yuanyuan Mountain Gate from now on."

Qingye slowly lowered his head and exhaled a heavy breath, "Disciple Qingye, I sincerely abide by the Taoist Master's decree."

Ni Hao snorted softly and was about to speak, but Granny Yu pulled her sleeve.

Granny Yu, however, didn't care and said directly, "The left and right are all restricted, Xuanyuan Hall is lonely and deserted, and there is not even a serious place to sleep.

It would be better to stay in my library. No one goes there on weekdays. Even if you want to see someone, you can't see anyone else. "

After a moment, there was a sigh from deep in the cloud, "Senior Sister Yu, aren't you considered someone else?"

"Tao Master, you don't have to treat Mrs. Yu as a human being."

Grandma Yu refused to give in and was even aggressive.

"Anyway, ever since my old man died in the Northern Wilderness, I have lost all interest in life. I only occasionally see the girl, and can say a few words to her.

You insist on locking her up in Xuanyuan Hall, presumably because you want me to die early and go to him to tell him what Yuanyuan Yiyi has become now. "

"Forget it, Ni Hao will be banned from the library, and he will not be allowed to leave even half a step without permission for half a year."

Another sigh came from deep in the mist, "Junior Brother Minglan, do you have any other opinions?"

The old man in green shook his head slowly, "Since Senior Sister Yu said so, Junior Brother naturally has no objection."

The mist surged, and the voice of Master Yuan gradually faded away.

But it suddenly caused great waves in the hearts of everyone at Guanyuntai.

"Junior brother Minglan, please call the heads of each academy to come to Guiyuan Hall to discuss matters."

"Headmaster Luo of Dingxuan Sect has passed away, and Elder Gongyuan has ascended to the position of headmaster. We still need to discuss carefully who should be sent to attend the funeral of Head Luo and the appointment ceremony of the leader of Gongsect."

Minglan suddenly raised her head, her eyes full of doubts.

"Master Luo's cultivation has reached the realm of transformation, how could he suddenly pass away?"

"Could it be that in the middle of last summer, Sun Xiyue broke into Dingxuan Branch and had a fight with Head Luo?"

"No, that's not right. Head Luo was still in Beijing at that time and had no chance to meet Sun Xiyue."

He was silent for a long time, until two words suddenly came to his mind.

Mysterious feeling...

An inexplicable chill came over me silently.