Be a reckless man in the martial arts word game

Chapter 493 Three Tribulations
In the country of Yue, there was a ruined temple in the mountains.

On the chessboard in the temple, it can be seen that a black stone has landed on the Tianyuan position, but the person holding the white stone has not made a move.

He was only worried about the safety of his friends at the moment and had no intention of playing a game in the temple.

Seeing that the chess master had no intention of getting up and setting off, Wu Xiaoxi urged, "Didn't you say you would help me change the outcome of that game? Why don't you go into business?"

"Didn't I say that if you want me to help him, you have to win a game against me." The chess master said calmly.

"But how did I win you over?" Wu Xiaoxi lowered his head and sighed after hearing this.

Since he came to this world, he has done nothing, not completed any camp tasks, he just stayed here and played chess every day.

After playing seven hundred and twenty-one games, he failed to win a single game and was killed by the chess master in every game.

The only gain is that each game of chess seems to reflect something... These seven hundred and twenty-one games gave Wu Xiaoxi a deep understanding of many things in this world.

In one game of chess, the black stones advanced from two directions, pressing forward step by step, and the white stones could only be trapped in a corner...

Wu Xiaoxi held the white position in this game and was quickly defeated. He failed to hold on and completely collapsed.

After this round, he saw many pictures in his mind, including Buddhism closing the mountain, Confucianism and Taoism entering business.

This must be something that the chess master wanted him to know, but he didn't know what the use of knowing these things would be if he played chess in the temple every day, so he didn't take it too seriously at the time, and turned around to review it himself. A losing move.

It turns out that he lost in the last game due to a trap. At that time, he should have discarded some of the white stones and reopened a battlefield in the upper right corner. Then maybe the situation would be revitalized.

Later in the game, Wu Xiaoxi was in charge of black. He moved his stones to connect the east and west. He seemed to have the advantage in the early stage, but in the end he was taken away by a wave of white stones.

This time, he saw a bloody king. The king had emptied his fortune, and a man who was good at using talismans slaughtered every one of his men.

Wu Xiaoxi played many games with the chess master. In the picture he saw, there was one person whose appearance rate was getting higher and higher... Boss Chu.

He asked the chess master why.

The chess master said that "the era is his."

Wu Xiaoxi was very happy that Boss Chu was so naughty that he hugged his thigh when he went out. From now on, he would no longer be afraid of being pulled by strange people to play chess.

He was very confident in Boss Chu, but just yesterday, in the game of chess he played, Boss Chu fell into a very dangerous situation.

Even if he beat the snake, the small calamity in the lower right corner grew silently, and later became his undoing.

Wu Xiaoxi didn't know if this would become a reality. He was anxious and directly asked the chess master about it... The chess master was unwilling to talk about Boss Chu anymore. He didn't know what he was avoiding.

Only one sentence is left -

"I can help you change the outcome of this game, but you can only beat me in one game."

……

Wu Xiaoxi finished the game in front of him with the most focused attitude.

What even he didn't expect was that he didn't lose this round!

Three calamities occur simultaneously in the chess game, and each cycle circulates. There will never be a winner unless the game is overturned.

Me, the chess master?
Even Wu Xiaoxi himself couldn't believe the result. He once wondered if the chess master was letting things go.

But when he saw the chess master's expression, he knew that he had gone astray.

The chess master had stood up unknowingly and was looking at every move on the chessboard with a serious face, as if he wanted to engrav this game into his mind.

After a long time, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

"I really did it..."

"What did you do?" Wu Xiaoxi asked curiously.

"It's nothing." The chess master shattered the chessboard with a palm, and the black and white stones were taken into his hands. They fell to the horizon and were sent to an unknown place.

After doing this, he showed a helpless smile to Wu Xiaoxi, "I'm going to run."

"Do you want to come with me, or do you want to do your own thing?"

Wu Xiaoxi didn't know why the chess master ran away, but he knew that he could finally get rid of this person.

There is no danger in playing chess in a ruined temple, there is nothing wrong with it, and you can also develop your skills.

But it was very boring, I couldn't see my old friends, and I didn't have the chance to do camp tasks.

"I won't go with you." As if he was afraid that the chess master would be unhappy, Wu Xiaoxi added timidly, "...okay?"

"Okay, there's nothing wrong with that." The chess master smiled from the bottom of his heart.

"No one can suppress this world from now on."

The catastrophe is approaching, or rather the catastrophe has arrived, and even the saints cannot see clearly the future... It is a good time to take action.

"Tell you something interesting."

"When I said, 'I am invincible since I came out of the cave,' Taozu told me, 'You have to be merciful and merciful.'"

"What I replied to him at that time was 'I will not forgive others, and they will not forgive me'."

The chess master patted Wu Xiaoxi on the shoulder and said with some hope: "Don't be so timid. You might as well be a little more arrogant when you are young, just like your friend who cannot be called by his first name."

"It doesn't matter if you lose one or two games. When you win back, you can appreciate the wonderful expressions of those who have spoken to you and reasoned with you. Believe me, this is better than simply winning a game. Much more enjoyable.”

Grinding God to make a son, shaking down Tai Chi.

The Confucian sage said it well... My sword is not at a disadvantage.

"Hahahahahaha..." In a burst of laughter, the chess master disappeared into this ruined temple in the Yue Kingdom.

A confused Wu Xiaoxi was left scratching his head helplessly.

……

Chu Jun pursued him into the Luhe River and inflicted the final blow on the seriously injured Yue Jue Zhenren.

Whether to grab the human head or not, whether to stack the divine will is secondary. The main thing is that I heard that Taoism has some way of returning to the world, which can resurrect the real person. The last blow should be done by him who is on the road of holding demons.

As an ace monk, his superb skills directly helped Master Yue Jue avoid the pain of reincarnation.

Good or not, just say it is good or not!
Anyway, God thought Chu Junhui was quite kind, and after a series of events ended, he helped him get full of Haoran's anger.

He used the manifested Wen Palace as a shield before, but it was smashed into pieces by Master Yue Jue, almost draining the Haoran Qi.

Whether it was a loss or not was not something he could consider if he was in the mood at the time, but God helped him fill up Haoran's energy again, which was indeed an unexpected blessing.

It wasn't even just full, Chu Junhui felt that the total amount of Haoran Qi he had at this time was approaching that of the Shishi Xiaojun he had seen before.

If he fights against the Confucian sage again in the future, most people will no longer think about using Wen Gong to suppress him. He will directly turn against Tiangang and use Wen Gong to bully the sage.

"Save the entire Shang Kingdom" + "recapture the Shang Kingdom's national seal" + "personally kill the traitors who ruined the national destiny of the two countries" = immeasurable merit.

"Brother has really saved the world in this life." Lao Chu sighed.

Thanks to Master Yue Jue, this old man not only helped Lu Tansi build a body of steel that no one could harm, but also destroyed six heavy objects of the country before his death, weakening a wave of Confucianism and Taoism, and fulfilling a wave of He is stubborn.

It can be called a model for the times.

Sure enough, the best enemy is always a dead enemy.

(End of this chapter)