The Path Toward Heaven

Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu were originally the focus of attention. Today, this situation is even more obvious, because many people have heard that Jing Jiu will challenge Tong Yan in a chess battle.

There were all kinds of emotions in his gaze, some who laughed at him beyond his control, some who sympathized with him, some who worried about him, and so on.

If people's eyes can really shine, Jing Jiu, who is looked at by so many people, must be particularly bright.

Zhao Layue remembered the sentence that Jing Jiu had said before, and the sun was mentioned in that sentence.

In countless sights, the four walked towards the depths of Qipan Mountain.

Seol holding Zhao Layue's hand and talking gossip. Zhao Layue was cold and only occasionally spoke, but Seul was still very happy and he kept talking.

The sister Sui of the Suspense Belle explained to Jing Jiu apologetically, "Miss Zongli rarely speaks."

Jingjiu nodded and said, "It's a fate."

Sister Cui smiled gratefully and cared: "Which pavilion are you going to choose?"

Jing Jiu said, "I don't understand what you mean."

Sister Cui was a little surprised, thinking that since you are going to challenge Tong Yan at the May Fair, haven't you made some preparations in advance, at least you know some rules?

The rules of the Meihui chess battle are very simple. Those pavilions scattered among the green hills are the place for chess battles. Monks who sign up for chess battles can choose a pavilion to sit in and wait for others to challenge themselves. Of course you can Choose those pavilions that are already sitting and challenge each other.

Anyway, there is only one winner at the end of the chess game. It doesn't matter how far you can go, and you don't need to care about signing and opponents.

Zhao Layue heard their conversation and asked, "What if someone sits in the pavilion and no one challenges it?"

"Before the start and after the end of each round, the host of the May Fair will be closed to ensure that everyone will have an opponent."

With a sly smile, he said, "Wouldn't it save a lot of energy to pick the weakest guy, and slowly drag the time to the end?"

If you do, you can actually play a few fewer games without breaking the rules, just a bit ugly.

Sister Cui Shi smiled and said, "Yi is an affair, there are teachers and legendary seniors watching, who can afford this person?"

Slipping his lips, he said, "If there is no advantage, there is goodness and stupidity."

The selection of pavilions in Meihui chess is very particular about things.

For example, a monk who believes in solidarity often chooses the pavilion closest to the waterfall.

He can't be affected by the sound of the waterfall, but his opponent doesn't have to be so decisive.

But no matter what they think, in the eyes of most monks and mortals, it is still very elegant to play chess, even above the piano. When the monks who participated in the chess battle selected the pavilion, they often paid more attention to the environment of the pavilion, such as whether there was a bamboo shadow falling or whether they could hear Song Tao?

Qipan Mountain is guarded by arrays, so it is not disturbed by rain, snow and frost. No matter how strong the wind enters the mountains, it will become a breeze. In the breeze and birdsong, the viewers can walk freely in the mountains and watch the game at will. In addition to not talking and interfering with the game, there are no restrictions, even if you want to drink, it feels a bit meandering.

Which pavilion will Jingjiu choose?

Both Suther and Sister Cui are a little curious, and those who are watching him from a distance are also concerned.

Zhao Layue thought, should he choose a pavilion that can get the sun?

Jing Jiu took the three of them across the bamboo sea and pine forest, through the waterfall, and continued to walk towards the mountains. Some people were encountered on the road.

Some sect disciples who have made good contact with the Qingshan sect rushed to salute, and some small sects in the south were even more respectful.

Some sects that have made good relations with the Xihai Sword School and Kunlun School have arched their hands at will, often accompanied by cold hum.

The sects that have been in good contact with the Zhongzhou faction are calm on the surface, but the eyes of Jing Jiu and others are somewhat annoying, because the ridicule and teasing in it are too obvious.

"I am not happy."

There was no emotion on Zhao Layue's face, but his eyes were a little cold.

"why?"

Jing Jiu didn't understand why he was angry because of others' ridicule and contempt.

He believed that Zhao Layue was also someone like himself.

So he didn't understand why she was unhappy.

Zhao Layue said: "I know you can win, but as long as I know you can win, it doesn't feel good."

Jing Jiu said, "More accurately?"

Zhao Layue thought about it and said, "It's not Jinyi's night walk, nor is it another word. I can't think of a suitable description."

"Surely it seems very complicated emotions," said Seulyou quietly.

Sister Cui Shi was listening to this conversation, thinking that the Taoist friends of the Qingshan Sect really practiced with all their heart, and didn't know much else.

How easy is it to win a chess game at the May Fair?

Not to mention defeating the boy Yan Yan, even if Jing Jiu wants to meet each other, according to probability, at least he must win at least five or six games.

The question is can you win?

Jing Jiu won the first chess battle of Sihaiyan, but how can Sihaiyan be compared with Meihui? In the eyes of many monks, the Four Sea Banquet is just a poor imitation of the May Association by the thugs in the West China Sea. The truly religious monks have rarely participated, as far as achievements are concerned.

The winners of the previous four-sea feast chess battle often did not even get into the top thirty at the May Fair.

Sister Cui was very worried that Jing Jiu didn't understand these things and wanted to remind him that there were many opponents besides Tong Yanmei who were difficult to beat.

At this time, they just passed a wild flower and came to a certain open space between the cliffs. There were several pavilions scattered around. I don't know why there were few people here, and they felt a little deserted.

Sister Cui introduced Jingjiu: "She's called Que Niang, the third generation of disciple of Jingzong. The inheritance on the chess course is from the former scholar of Chaohe University."

A round-faced girl stood in front of the pavilion, with a quiet breath and freckles on her face, adding a bit of energy and cuteness.

She salutes Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue with a smile: "I've seen two uncles."

Jing Zong and Qing Zongshan have a good relationship, Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue nodded their greetings.

The four continued to walk forward, standing in front of the pavilion.

The old robe was washed to white, holding a copy in his hand, I do n’t know if it was a biography or a chess record, and he was shaking his head there silently to the reader.

Sister Cui Shi said in a low voice: "I Maozhai disciples are still in the old building, and the level of chess is extremely high. Last time Mei Hui lost the third child of Yan Yan."

Listening to the footsteps, the student raised his head and said, "I chose this pavilion, you go elsewhere."

The words were blunt. If it wasn't for his expression, it would be even more irritating.

Secretly said, "Why? We can challenge you too!"

The student looked at Jing Jiuyi and said, "I want to lose Qingshan earlier. UU reads www.uukanshu.com. It's up to you."

"Good."

A faint sound came from not far ahead.

There is a big tree there, a pavilion in front of the tree, the sun is hard to reach, and it is very quiet.

A boy with a childish face stood in front of the kiosk, watching Jing Ji laughed and said, "I heard that you are going to challenge Tong Yan. We have specially read your chess records in the past two days. It is ugly. If you want to live more today Time, do n’t stay here, the farther away we are, the better, or you will die harder than your chess. "

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