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Chapter 1182 Good

Zhenjun Yuanheng had a difficult time.His problem is not whether he dares to speak out, he has always been very generous in certain things, and never twitched.

But this chess game is really weird, it's hard to judge.To be honest, Zhenjun Yuanheng came from an ordinary family, so Yu Qi is really not very proficient in chess.The so-called understanding...is only based on the most rough judgment.

The difference is that these two are masters of their own.Asking him to say something is tantamount to playing tricks on the door.What's more, he can see the chess game at this level in a daze, so what to say is appropriate.

It's just that the venerable has spoken, and Zhenjun Yuanheng can only speak even if he hesitates.

"White chess seems to have the upper hand?" Zhenjun Yuanheng said boldly.The board was too chaotic, he tried his best to separate out a few hidden lines, and also vaguely guessed the intention of Zhenjun Tukong.It is natural to think so.

"Oh...you are quite honest, kid. Aren't you afraid that I won't be pleased?" Daoist Fenghua held a sunspot and looked at the young man not far away with a half-smile.

True Monarch Yuan Heng did not panic.He still knows this person, so why?
"Your Honor is as open-minded as you are, with the world in mind. It's just an ordinary pastime, how can you really keep it in your heart?" Zhenjun Yuanheng paused: "Furthermore, the Honorable asked Yu Yuanheng, so the disciples should have something to say .”

Daoist Fenghua laughed wordlessly, shook his head, stopped talking, and left people aside.

After a while, after two or three strokes, the whole situation became clear.Indeed, according to the hidden lines envisioned by Zhenjun Yuanheng one by one, Heizi suddenly showed signs of decline and fell into a situation of being besieged on all sides.

Sure enough, as True Monarch Yuan Heng expected, Bai Zi had the upper hand.

And with the passage of time, this declining trend continued to ferment, faintly revealing an irreversible trend.

However, Daoist Fenghua, who was obviously at a disadvantage, did not see a trace of anxiety, but a leisurely attitude.It was totally different from Zhenjun Tukong's reaction of simply admitting defeat just now.

Glancing at Zhenjun Yuanheng who seemed to be lost in thought again, Daoist Fenghua gave someone who was obviously not happy opposite him a look, and said: "Then let's see now, who will win the black chess and the white chess?"

This time Zhenjun Yuanheng didn't reply immediately, he seemed to be in a longer meditation, so long that Daoist Fenghua was about to make a move.

"Black chess will win." This time, Zhenjun Yuanheng said with absolute certainty.

"Hehe, Tukong, this one of yours..." Daoist Fenghua raised his eyebrows, moved his hand up and down, and made the move he had been waiting for for a long time.

As soon as this child fell, the board changed rapidly, and it changed in the blink of an eye.White chess seems to have betrayed his master, one by one turned to "slaughter" his own people with big swords, and black chess easily gained the territory.

It's hard to believe that before this, the sunspots fell off and were torn apart piece by piece by the white pieces.It is not an exaggeration to say that it was a ghost.

Afterwards, as True Monarch Yuan Heng said, this time Bai Zi had no strength to resist and was defeated, completely defeated, completely defeated.

Satisfied with this good chess game that suits his wishes, Daoist Fenghua admired it for a while, and then signaled Zhenjun Tukong to put away this set of chess pieces forged with moon tin stone, and then sat on the Arhat bed and glanced at the opposite side. youth.

"Yuan Heng, I haven't seen you for many years, and I have made a lot of progress. I have grown in all aspects, very stable, not bad..." Daoist Fenghua cheerfully stroked the long beard under his chin.

Zhenjun Tukong silently looked at the junior in front of him who hadn't seen him for a long time.The disciples under his sect could still seek to see each other through the magic weapon after a while, although he didn't respond a few times, but he still glanced at him through the mirror.This person in front of him is different, it's true that he hasn't seen him for a long time.

It is thousands of years before the other party is really standing in front of him.

He has really grown up, and he is more and more dazzling from the ground, not to be underestimated, and as he once said, he is striving to move towards his own direction.

It's just that I am getting old and walking more slowly.

No one heard the exhausted sigh from the bottom of his heart, and what complicated emotions it carried.

Zhenjun Yuanheng could feel the two different gazes on his body, of course those who were observing secretly were not counted.

"The venerable is absurd. The disciple is young, and his experience is not as good as that of his predecessors. There is still a lot to learn..."

Facing this elder who obeyed his status, his attitude was neither humble nor overbearing, and he also showed his hidden strength of character to everyone.

Many elders who observed secretly admired this incomparably conspicuous younger generation, but it was a pity that they were born at an untimely time and did not meet his era.If they were, they would have chosen to be under the family early, maybe today would be different.Pity……

He vaguely heard some undisguised discussions, and Wu Kong, who had been silent all this time, froze for a while.He has an inexplicable urge to say something, anything is good, so that he can get some kind of response from this young man quickly.He wants to prove something.

"...I heard that you have already accepted an apprentice. As a teacher, don't jump off like this again."

You have already established the foundation, you have to be more prudent, don't jump off like this.They are all Jindan real people, don't be so detached... When you listen to it again, you will feel as if you are in the world.

Just as he habitually said that sentence, he suddenly realized that this sentence seemed to be too polite, and it was no longer suitable for the current Yuan Heng. He felt a little regretful, but he didn't know what to say.I had to froze to the side and sulked at myself.

"Follow the instruction." Zhenjun Yuanheng bowed deeply to Zhenjun Tukong.This is a great gift that can only be given to thank you for your kindness or between master and apprentice.

Zhenjun Tukong was a little stunned, his face changed a few times, but finally returned to calm, a little relieved.The surrounding atmosphere finally eased down.

Seeing this change in his eyes, Taoist Fenghua's expression remained unchanged, smiling without saying a word.

"It just so happened that we were leaving the customs, and you just brought your disciple here, so that we, uncles and uncles, can take a look. Before you know it, even your generation has been able to recruit disciples..."

No, Daoist Fenghua, do you have any misunderstandings about the next generation?It's just that Yuan Heng was late in accepting apprentices. Others of the same generation and level of cultivation, let alone apprentices, might even have apprentices and grandchildren.An elder who had just returned from visiting his own disciples complained endlessly.

"How many disciples?"

"Only one, named Jin Lin, already known as Yunxian." A slight hesitation flashed in his eyes, very faint and weak, and he could easily ignore it if he hadn't been staring at him all the time.

But who is Daoist Fenghua, he caught him in an instant and hesitated at this moment, wondering: "Is there anything else that you fancy?"

Zhenjun Yuanheng shook his head, and said casually: "This is not a disciple, but just a junior whom he admires very much." His attitude is very ordinary, anyone who sees it will think that his attitude is really so ordinary.

However, Daoist Fenghua is not an ordinary person.

(End of this chapter)