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This huge chessboard is located in the center. There are no people around, only a monk and a ghost playing against Yi. When I look closer, in fact, the surrounding pavilions are also quite cleverly designed.

The pavilions are stacked on top of each other, and the doors of black and white are scattered. Below are the suspended pavilion pillars, which should also be submerged in water at ordinary times.

The chessboard looks quite old, as if it had just been fished out of the water, and it was still inlaid with shell corals.

In other words, this piece of land has only recently surfaced.

"Pig killer."

Xiangxiang called Li Xuan softly, and said, "I'm going to leave for a while and find my grandfather."

"Ahem...Go ahead."

Li Xuan immediately said again: "But do you know where Lao Ao is?"

Xiangxiang touched the dragon ball in her arms and nodded lightly. With the mutual induction between the dragons and the information in the dragon ball, she could know the location of Ao Qing.

The message from the inside probably meant that there might be danger here for a while, and that is to be handled by Senior Li.

Although Xiangxiang was also worried, she knew that it was useless to stay here. If she really encountered something that Li Xuan couldn't solve, she would only add to the chaos here.

Mainly, Ao Chiyao still has a lot of questions in her heart, and now she has to go to Ao Qing to answer.

"Then you go, take the bunny and Lingyin."

Li Xuan originally wanted Ye Zi to follow along, but Ye Zi seemed to be watching the chess game, so he kept it.

"What is this doing?"

He looked at the chess game in the distance. Since he did not stand on the pavilion, but looked at it levelly, the situation on it was not clear.

"The chess board outside is made to correspond to the chess game in the sky. There are nine games in total, and the changes are presided over by nine players."

Liu Yunshen remembered the rules of Chess Pavilion.

The main players for each question are different. Now it's Master Kongming's turn to take the main battle. There should be at most two elders in black and white, as well as the pavilion master Zhu Chou, the withered elder is unimaginably tyrannical.

Of course, there is the last level. The abbot is the old pavilion master, but since the establishment of this rule, the old pavilion master has only shot once, and that was a long time ago.

I heard that the chess players who played against him disappeared after losing, otherwise Zhu Chou may not be able to be the master of the pavilion now.

This withered old man may be unkind.

"That's it, I can give it a try if I have a chance."

Li Xuan was rather interested.

He also heard it on the boat that Langya Haige’s examination was nine chess questions. Is the old monk Kongming actually the examiner?

Hmm... The level of the old monk Kongming is a bit worse than Xiaotian.

"Brother Li, go to the attic first, the pavilion master should be waiting for you."

Liu Yun took a deep breath and said, "I want to stay here to record the game."

It seemed that he was afraid that Li Xuan would think this was negligence, and he explained: "I am actually...a "reporter"."

The key for historians to break through the third grade is whether they can become a qualified "reporter."

It is necessary to record, in the long river of time, smashing a splash of water, a thick and colorful stroke, in order to obtain the literary doctrine.

"Yun Shen, don't worry about me, just do your own thing."

Li Xuan nodded, smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

The little brother always likes to remember this and that. When in the small courtyard, he often sits in the field with a pen and paper to record the growth of various vegetables or the small tree.

Sometimes they squatted in front of Xiaotian and Xiaotu, as if conducting an interview.

Hmm... I also found myself several times, but Li Xuan felt that the little brother was a little too curious, so he always laughed without saying a word.

It's the so-called, I don't say anything, what do you think it is, it is what.

Probably, in the writing of the little brother, he is just such an ordinary person with a handsome appearance but no talent for cultivation and a kind heart.

After Li Xuan left, Liu Yun solemnly took off the cloth cap, and then took out the pen and paper from the cap.

That's right...this thing is a **** storage device.

On the booklet, there is a line of words written on it.

"Biography of Wind and Cloud"

Liu Yunchen threw the booklet in the air, causing it to float in the air, then pinched and pointed.

Turn the first page.

There is no portrait above, because even the spirit blood of the first-grade demon venerable can't paint the appearance of Brother Li, so there is only one figure with its back facing the common people.

Years of birth and death:? ? ? —? ? ?

The city is the absolute deepest in the world. At present, the cultivation level is unknown. At least it is the immortal power of the real monarch of Taiyin, or even stronger, because it can even walk naturally in the world and escape the chase of heaven.

Remarks: In order to avoid the way of heaven, he will usually be incarnate as a mortal.

Liu Yun pondered for a while, and added a note at the end:

"Chess can be transformed into a avenue."

Later, he picked up the Fajue and used historians to write about the major events that happened today.

"Today, Master Kongming, the wise-eyed sacred monk of Lanke Temple, played against the chess ghost in Langya Sea Pavilion. Prior to this, the chess ghost had broken five games in a row...

Legend has it that when Langya Pavilion was first established, there were monks from Lanke Temple who faced chess ghosts. The final outcome is unknown, but the chess ghost is now broken, I am afraid it is..."

In the field, the situation has also changed.

Above the chessboard, there was an image of black and white fighting against each other.

The game came to midgame.

The great white dragon gathered by the Buddha's power has become a power, with a feeling of being unmoving and solid, slowly infiltrating the chessboard with an upright general trend, which is a move to win in stability.

Heizi, on the other hand, fought fiercely in the middle of the game, and they all used the ultimate move of substituting for the child, and the ghosts between the players were violent, and the killing was decisive.

The middle game, which had been stabilized, was brought into chaos by the sunspot.

The old monk Kongming has fully enlightened his eyes, and his whole person is like the wisdom Buddha, twisting the lotus seal and pointing towards the stars.

His state of mind Gujing is not waved.

"Monk, I underestimated you at first. In addition to wise eyes, your Dharma and chess skills are the strongest in Lanke Temple in all dynasties."

The chess ghost also twisted a chess piece with a dry palm and threw it into the field.

The hoarse voice was applauded: "The game against you is really interesting. The five people before are too weak. If you know the previous chess pavilion, the first level can force my Wanhua. Gui Yuan."

"Amitabha, maybe the donor has become stronger."

The old monk Kongming lowered his eyelids, and said: "But the donor is strong in name, not in reality. It is very hostile to kill and nourish. If things go on like this, it will only harm others and self. If one day the donor loses. It's..."

"Do you want to persuade me to let go of those five chessmen from Langya Sea Pavilion?"

The chess ghost snorted and said: "Chess is a game, it is winning or losing, and losing or death.

Besides... the old man has already died once. "

The old monk Kongming took another son and slowly shook his head and said: "When playing chess, harmony is the most important thing. You should find harmony with the universe and all living beings."

"Who taught you this?"

The chess ghost furrowed his brows, and pressed harder, and then his brows stretched out again, "Monk, you really know the person who solved the decay of heaven.

How am I better than him? "

The Kongming old monk shook his head slightly and kept silent.

This is also a machine front.

I have suffered a loss of Wanhua before, and this time the old monk has improved his memory. Since harmony is the most important thing, he will never talk about winning or losing.

Needless to say, it is actually an answer.

"I'm not as good as him?"

Chess ghost laughed in a low voice, and finally revealed a bit of sullen laughter, "Monk, your chess skills have approached the old Xuangui many years ago. He can make a tie with you. There is indeed a certain level of level."

He doesn't understand what it means to value harmony.

In the eyes of Qigui, this is just because the two people are of similar level, so it was a draw. How could there be people in the world who deliberately made a draw with the Kongming old monk?

Draw is an extremely difficult situation in Go, and I want to create it deliberately unless the two sides have different levels.

"Chess ghost donor, let go."

The Kongming old monk originally wanted to persuade him, because the chess ghost challenged Li Shizhu and could only find his own way.

But in the middle of speaking, it turned into a sigh.

If you are not crazy, you will not survive, and chess ghosts will not listen to any persuasion.

"The abbots of Lanke Temple many years ago also persuaded me to let go."

Qigui's expression returned to normal, and he said lightly: "Although they don't hesitate to sacrifice their lives for martyrdom, I have never really been trapped.

How do you feel when you come to the East China Sea this time and see the empty seal? "

The Kongming old monk was silent.

Lanke Temple has also been in its heyday, but every generation of abbots must abide by the temple rules and come to the East China Sea to reinforce the seal. During this period, many abbots even had no news.

The abbot disappeared every few days, and Lanke Temple gradually declined.

Thousands of hard work, countless blood and tears, seemed to the other party... just a joke?

After the chess ghost finished speaking, he didn't seem to be satisfied.

Because every senior monk of Lanke Temple who knew the truth had already experienced violent fluctuations in his mood at this time, a flaw was revealed in the chess game.

He enjoys the feeling of his opponent's loss of mind, which will make the "taste" of the game even better.

Immediately, the chess ghost opened his sleeves.

A group of monks with pale expressions and worn-out clothes emerged from their sleeves and quietly formed a row.

Some of them have square mouths and broad noses, some are kind eyebrows, some are young and handsome...

Dress and dress up are the same as Kongming.

"That is the Faming Holy Monk, is it...Kongming Holy Monk's master?!"

"All are.... All are the past abbots of Lanke Temple!"

"Are they all become chess slaves to chess ghosts?"

"Although the Holy Monk Kongming is the abbot of Lanke Temple, what he has to face is... thirteen chess slaves who are also abbots?"

"Oh... one-to-three, there is no chance of winning. This old ghost doesn't talk about chess virtues too much. Isn't it shameless to play more and less?"

"At this time, the magical powers of chess ghosts, the Kongming Holy Monk also used the magical powers of wisdom eyes..."

"After all, Dao is one foot high and the magic is one foot high..."

Everyone sighed, feeling hopeless.

The previous abbots of Lanke Temple were all defeated by the chess ghost, and now they have become the opponent of the old monk Kongming, even if they are exquisite in chess, they can't show their strength.

Just when everyone felt that there was no hope, the old monk Kongming was in desperate situation.

"Ha ha ha... Do you think the old man deceives the less with more?"

The corner of the chess ghost's mouth evoked an arc, and said: "In this case, if you want to come up to help, let's all come together. I will give you a fair chance, even if there are more than thirteen people.

It's just... the consequences of losing to me..."

At this time, everyone had nothing to say, and they all gritted their teeth and bowed their heads.

Let alone thirteen, ten times more will not help. They are too far away from chess players at the level of Kongming old monk.

This is not a fighting method, but a game of chess. Quantitative changes cannot cause qualitative changes.

He said this just because he wanted to eat more souls and acquire a few chess slaves.

The chess ghost sneered.

In fact, there is another meaning.

As long as there are enough people to eat, the person who is suspected of unlocking the remnant of the heavens will inevitably be forced out in the end. This is what he and Wanhua have agreed upon.

Of course, even if there is no agreement, he will definitely come.

Suddenly, two figures, one black and one white, fell on the edge of the chessboard.

The two old dumbs looked solemn and nodded to the old monk Kongming.

Black and white two old.

In the pavilion, an old man dressed in plain clothes also appeared, with the light of wisdom surging in his eyes.

I wish you, I wish you seven steps!

"Is this to put the following three levels together?"

Chess ghost laughed up to the sky, and his hoarse and harsh voice spread throughout the audience. Then he withdrew his smile, his eyes bursting with ghost fire, "Then let's come together, eat your souls, and I will break through the demise today!" "

Sudden.

A yellow figure jumped onto the chessboard. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

Everyone was stunned.

Even the chess ghost stayed.

It was a Shiba Inu who looked silly and silly.

"Woo~"

Xiaotian raised his paw and waved, and said hello.

Playing chess with the old man, he is the best at it...

Besides, with Li Dana here, it's a big deal to ask him to come out to the rescue...

PS: Some book friends complained that the pace is too slow, and I have also noticed. Try to end this segment in the next chapter, it may be a little later.

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