Immortality begins with monks from the side sect

Chapter 164: Good words are hard to persuade, Chen Zuo shows his authority

Wuyan Mountain is a small mountain sixty miles outside Dongshan County. It is not very famous and has no scenery. There is only a town at the foot of the mountain where some soil from the foot of the mountain is used to bake colored porcelain, hence the name.

But in recent days, Wuyan Mountain has become lively.

"You said that the senior cultivator is also weird. She likes to stay on a hill like this. She stayed there for ten days and a half. Several family heads sent invitations to entertain her, but they were rejected."

On Wuyan Mountain, seven or eight young monks gathered together, dressed in different costumes. One of the monks in blue shirt turned his head and glanced at a bamboo hut in the forest in the distance, and sighed softly: "I don't know if it will work this time. Brother, they have been out of contact for a few days, I'm afraid it will be a bit confusing if we delay it any longer."

"Humph."

Another young monk also looked a little impatient, and hummed in a low voice: "I'm afraid this person is from a good background, and his cultivation level is not high, so he is a little higher than us. If he doesn't understand the details, he begs her again." To save people, several family heads had already 'invited' her to go to Luoyun Mountain. They were reluctant to save people, and they didn't want to be rewarded, and they didn't care about comradeship at all. "

After a pause, the man chuckled and said: "But it doesn't matter, this time all the famous chess players from Dongshan Mansion have been invited, and they can always win a game. What's more, the Han family also refined the Pingshi Lingsan overnight. I don’t believe anyone can beat her.”

"Shi Ling Powder? Doesn't this medicine overdraw the essence and damage the spiritual intelligence?"

"Nonsense, it's just about improving your brain power."

"Brother Han, can you tell how this woman has cultivated?"

If they can't win again, they will pinch their necks and curse: If the next five can lose, will you win? ! !
"cough!"

Several people looked at it twice and nodded slightly.

A clear female voice came from the bamboo house, saying with some regret: "Why are you doing this? These pills are harmful to the mind and body. If you swallow them, your chess skills will definitely decline in the future, and you may lose a lot of life."

After a while, the head of the Han family whispered: "It should be fine. These disciples of the big sect are traveling, not playing house. As long as they are not deliberately intercepted and killed, the sect behind them will not care, otherwise it will not count. The world of mortals refines the heart, and after all, the Liang Kingdom is dominated by Longhu Mountain, and experts from other sects cannot come and go as they please. As long as we follow the rules, nothing will happen. "

The female voice in the bamboo house stopped talking, probably acquiescing to this move.

"Ugh"

The head of the Song family frowned and was a little worried: "What we did is actually a bit excessive. If it turns out to be a true successor of any big sect, there will be some trouble in the future."

The clear female voice was a little helpless, obviously speechless about this request.

The five of them all had a meal. The old man who was the leader was the oldest and had the strongest chess skills, but he was actually the most vulnerable on the chess board. He smoothed his long beard and said respectfully: "You are so powerful at chess, this little old man has never played chess before." See, it’s just a last resort, and I hope you’ll forgive me.”

The man shook his head and smiled: "The so-called hearing the Tao in the morning and dying in the evening can help these mortals improve their chess skills and reach peaks they have never seen before. Isn't it still harmful to them?"

The head of the Han family quickly took a step forward and bowed respectfully.

"There's a show!"

The next six people also had embarrassment on their faces, it was obvious that their little trick had been discovered.

In the bamboo house in the forest, six middle-aged monks, four men and two women, were standing in the open space. They all had more than 30 or 40 orifices of Qi cultivation. They looked at the five chessboards not far away with expressionless faces, and five chessmen. Sitting in front of the chessboard, the oldest one is nearly sixty years old, and the youngest one is just a year old. They all look at the chessboard with thoughtful expressions on their faces. What is strange is that there is no one on the opposite side of the chessboard, but if someone makes a move, it will be different. After a while, chess pieces will rise from the box and land on the chessboard, which is very magical.

The head of the Han family coughed suddenly, and the five chess players trembled slightly. They recovered from the long test and looked at the chess situation. They were full of admiration, with a bit of entanglement and hesitation on their faces.

"Aren't you asking me to lie to myself?"

Li Yuanqing pinched the elixir and felt like he was sweating profusely. This was something he had never felt since he started playing chess.

"Too."

The clear female voice sighed, feeling a little headache.

But like this, victory is not possible with force. Li Yuanqing feels that even if he loses this time, his chess skills will be improved a lot. After digesting it for a year and a half, he might have a two-point chance of winning next time.

Speaking of this, there is not much to say.

Li Yuanqing sighed and was about to put the elixir into his mouth when he suddenly froze and broke out in cold sweat.

The head of the Han family's eyes brightened slightly: "There are two chessboards, the third one from the left and the fifth one from the left. White has been playing much slower. It looks like he has a chance to win!"

Several people stared closely at the chessboard, but other than the two black and white pieces, they actually couldn't understand anything.

Judging from the current situation, he has already lost more than one move, but the chess game has only reached the middle of the game, and there is still the possibility of fighting. If this elixir can really improve the computing power and chess power, in the final stage, the five of them will separately disrupt the situation and face each other. Fighting, fighting for corners, planning layouts, using five styles to consume the opponent's computing power, maybe someone can win the game.

But as their backs felt a little tingling, the five of them had no choice but to take out a pill from their sleeves in batches and prepare to drink it secretly while drinking water.

Chess is a matter of pure talent. Although monks can take advantage by living longer and having enough energy, the more they play, the higher their chess skills. On the contrary, most of them are mortals who have superb chess skills, and there are even mortal chess masters who can win against the real soul. Sir, the legend of a disciple attaining the path is circulated in the cultivation world.

The head of the Han family was very respectful: "If we can win one game, please ask the superior cultivator to help us. If we lose all five games, we will not dare to disturb you again. We will leave the ancestral land of the five families to the superior cultivator." Travel without hindrance.”

"Rescuing people is like putting out fires. I really can't wait."

Now that he has said it, the head of the Han family stopped hiding it and winked. Several chess players could only swallow the stone spirit powder, but the boy on the far right raised his hand in vain, but made no move, and his face was a bit expressionless. White.

But let’s eat it. My mother’s illness needs medicine from the Han family to be cured.

"Please forgive me, superior. In this case, let's go as agreed."

Where is the elixir in my hand?
Where did my big pill go?
"what?"

But there was no way. The head of the Han family originally wanted the five of them to swallow Shi Lingsan before playing, but all five of them said that the opening layout of the chess game did not require much mental power. Only in the middle game did the demand for computing power surge. The elixir didn't last long, so I had no choice but to give up.

"I can't tell, but my cultivation level is not high, I spend a lot of money, and I can also study chess skills in addition to practicing. I must be a disciple of some big sect who comes out to travel."

"I said, I can't tamper with Quanling's earth veins, let alone disrupt the feng shui. Don't mention this again."

The head of the Han family sighed and frowned slightly: "There is nothing we can do. Who knew that Luoyun Mountain would turn into a magical cave of Chuyin cave, blessed by Feng Shui earth veins? It seems that it is all in vain for us and other monks to go there. We have five families. A dozen of his direct disciples were trapped, could he really watch them die? This woman's words and deeds seemed to be quite good at the formation method. The whole Dongshan Mansion abandoned Jiuquan Guan Gao Xiu, so it was possible for her to break the Feng Shui situation. ”

"Sir, we have no choice but to make this decision. Please have mercy on us and help save our disciples. I am very grateful."

The head of the Han family bent down and said: "There is no need for superiors to take action, just point us to where the Feng Shui leyline nodes are."

A few people smiled softly and didn't take it to heart. At worst, accepting them as registered disciples would protect their family's reputation for the rest of their lives.

"Ok?"

The head of the Han family frowned, and his face instantly darkened. Although this boy was young, he had high hopes for him, and he was also one of the only two chess players who slowed down the female cultivator in the bamboo house.

"My elixir is missing."

Although Li Yuanqing was young, he also understood that the anger of an expert monk was enough to make the Li family break down and destroy their home. He immediately sweated like rain and explained with difficulty.

Missing?
How could the head of the Han family believe such a lame excuse? He sneered a few times. Seeing that the boy was a little embarrassed, he took out the elixir bottle from his sleeve, poured out a stone spirit powder, and flicked it over: "Open your mouth!"

Li Yuanqing hurriedly opened his mouth, but he only heard a few faint laughs in the air, and the pill suddenly disappeared in mid-air, leaving him sitting on the stool at a loss.

"who!"

Now everyone present could see it clearly, and they suddenly became anxious and looked around carefully.

Chen Ci sighed more than a hundred feet away. He originally wanted to wait until the chess game was over and show up again. It was all over. Presumably these colleagues in the Dongshan Mansion would not deny him the respect of Mr. Chen.

But this strange stone spirit powder cannot be swallowed by this boy who doesn't know whether his surname is Li or Geng. He is more or less a disciple of Ahu, and he can barely be considered his nephew. If there are any sequelae, he Chen It’s hard for the master to save his face.

"I came here uninvited, and I hope some fellow Taoists will forgive me."

Chen Ci appeared, walked straight to the bamboo hut, raised his hand and saluted the owner of the bamboo hut, and then explained with a smile: "This son is a descendant of my senior brother. Unexpectedly, he was Several fellow Taoists have taken a fancy to it, which seems to be a bit of a fate.”

"Your Majesty, Han Chongli, has met a Taoist friend. What do you call him?"

The head of the Han family frowned slightly, never expecting that something unexpected would happen suddenly. They had also checked the Li family's background, and they didn't hear of any monk background.

"A certain surname is Yan. I have met fellow Taoist Han."

Chen Ci waved his hand and reminded kindly: "Fellow Taoists, you should continue first. They are already sweating on their foreheads. Yuan Qing, you should also do your best to help these seniors."

The remaining four chess players had already taken Shi Lingsan, and they all looked full of energy, with bright eyes and white mist coming out of their hair. The chess game that had just been a little scattered suddenly became clear to them. stand up.

Han Chongli and others stared at Chen Ci with a somewhat unkind expression, but at this time they did not care to cause trouble to Chen Ci. They glanced at Li Yuanqing a few more times before nodding and gesturing for them to continue.

Li Yuanqing's originally stiff body gradually relaxed. Although he didn't know where this elder came from, since he could call out his name, he should be on his side.

After clearing his mind, Li Yuanqing bowed respectfully and responded obediently: "Yes!"

Then he put his mind back on the chessboard.

Seeing the five people on the field playing chess with the bamboo man in the bamboo house again, Chen Ci stretched out his head and took a look, feeling that every game was 50-50, and he couldn't understand it at all.

If it were backgammon, he, Chen, could use one or two of the winning chess skills he had secretly learned.

Or maybe it was possessed by the great Han chess master. Except for the female cultivator who did not show up, Master Chen felt that no one on the court could be his enemy in a game.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, I wonder where your fairyland is?"

The head of the Song family looked at Chen Ci and saw that he was dressed in brocade clothes. He didn't know where he came from, so he couldn't help but ask.

"Oh, a small sect in the north, only three to five people in a generation."

Chen Ci's eyes fell on the chessboard, but he was also a little curious about the origin of the owner of the bamboo house. He replied casually: "Fellow Taoists won't hear it, so I won't say it out loud, lest these fellow Taoists laugh."

"Brother Yan, I have an unkind invitation."

Han Chongli looked at the situation on the field, slowly exhaled a breath, cupped his fists and saluted: "Your junior is very good at chess. He is only one step away from the national champion. Can you let him swallow a stone spirit powder? This pill is not a tiger or wolf pill." Although the medicine will take away some of his vitality, my Han family will be responsible for all the tonic afterwards, so he will be able to recover as before, okay?"

"Brother Han is joking. How deep is his chess ability from a young kid? Don't praise him."

Chen Ci waved his hand and declined: "I think these four are the real masters. These Taoist friends will definitely get what they want, so don't worry."

"Fellow Daoist Yan, although this son is your descendant, he is only the descendant of your senior brother."

The head of the Song family pondered for a moment and then said, "In this case, your senior brother will not blame you. If you have any needs, as long as we can do it, we will never refuse."

Chen Ci: "."

Oh, do you want to add money?

"Ten thousand taels of gold. As long as this son can beat the other half, I will give you ten thousand taels of gold. How about it?"

The head of the Song family reported a number that seemed quite large.

Why do you have to win to get money? He, Chen, hates black-hearted people who are half as good as they are.

Nonsence!

Chen Ci spat fiercely and refused: "This senior brother is my most beloved relative and friend, a brother and sister." After a pause, Chen Ci added: "I can't even add money. Love gold, love only brothers.”

The head of the Song family: "."

You were so obviously excited just now!
"Oops!"

Suddenly, a monk on the side spoke up, but it was the old man on the left who spit out blood, stared at the chessboard for a long time, and finally gave up and admitted defeat, sighing: "There is no way to save the day, the little old man is defeated."

"Don't use your mind and brain in the future. You should still have some years left to live."

The female cultivator in the bamboo house gave some instructions and then stopped talking.

This person is very old. Even if he takes Shi Ling San, he doesn't have much energy that can be used to improve his mental calculation power. It is normal to be the first to lose.

But after one person was defeated, the female cultivator in the bamboo house regained her strength and was able to fight against the other four people. This time, the pressure on the remaining people increased sharply.

After another meal, the second player couldn't make a move for a long time. I don't know if it was because the medicine had worn off or something else. His energy and energy suddenly succumbed. He could only abandon his move and admit defeat, unable to fight anymore.

Soon, the fourth chess player also had a dragon slaughtered and retreated in defeat.

"You failed seven times, so you don't have to take the exam anymore."

The female cultivator in the bamboo hut spoke up again. The third chess player was about thirty years old and his eyes were red. With such a good kung fu, strands of white hair actually appeared on his temples. The female cultivator yelled at him before he came back to his senses. He came, his eyes clear and clear, and after seeing the chess game clearly, he sighed quietly and pushed the chessboard: "Seeing this chess piece is like a mayfly seeing the bright moon. I will not dare to hold the black chess piece again for the rest of my life."

Among the five people on the field, only Li Yuanqing was left in the blink of an eye. His hands and feet were inexplicably stiff, and even his breathing was a little messy.

"Fellow Daoist Yan!"

Han Chongli didn't expect the chess game to change so quickly, so he couldn't help but drink.

"Yuanqing, if you can, throw it, if you can't, just try your best."

Chen Ci didn't even realize that he was being called, and with his shallow eyes, he could see that the white chess piece was superior and the black chess piece was inferior. How could he make a comeback in this situation? No matter how loud he shouted, it was useless.

"I lost."

Li Yuanqing's heart beat inexplicably. He dropped the chess piece and was suddenly swept by several eyes. He felt scared and at a loss.

"Your chess skills are very good. If you devote yourself to chess, you can become a national champion within four years."

The female voice in the bamboo hut applauded, then turned to say: "Fellow Taoists, since the chess game is over, you can go down the mountain and don't bother me anymore."

"Shangxiu, nearly twenty lives!"

Han Chongli was anxious. His most accomplished grandson was still inside. In the future, he might even be able to worship at the inner gate of Jiuquan Temple and renew his relationship with him.

"Don't say it anymore. Longhu Mountain may not care about some changes in the geology, but I have to know what's good and what's wrong. You can find another expert to investigate the geomantic omen."

The female cultivator's tone was already a little impatient, and she obviously didn't want to get involved in this matter anymore.

"Yan, it's you who ruined my life!"

Han Chongli was in a trance for a while. It was impossible for his family to use force to force this disciple of the big sect who didn't know the details to rescue people. He really thought that others were traveling around the world without a few tricks.

When he came to his senses, Han suddenly raised his head, looked at Chen Ci, and cursed angrily: "You deserve to die!"

Chen Ci: "."

No, I just came out to make soy sauce, it’s none of my business.

If you're good at it, practice more. If you can't afford to lose, don't play. Don't you understand such a simple truth?

"Um, Fellow Daoist Han, please calm down."

Chen Ci thought for a while, then decided to persuade others with virtue, and started to persuade: "My nephew has tried his best. Look, the child is tired, sweating profusely, and his face is pale. Your approach of irritating others is not good. Although I don’t know what happened, it’s only right for a few fellow Taoists to quickly find some way to save people.”

"I heard what these people said before. Due to changes in the earth's veins, a yin place turned into a yin point. The yin ghosts developed into yin demons and trapped their disciples inside."

In the bamboo house, the female cultivator explained: "You can either ask a master who knows Feng Shui to survey the ground and disrupt the Feng Shui, or ask a high-level cultivator to directly break the Yin points, or go directly to level the devil's cave. As long as you hurry up, you should No problem."

Yin ghost, Yin demon?
Why does it feel like a professional counterpart!

Chen Ci's eyes brightened, and he subconsciously said: "Tell me earlier, fellow Taoists, I have a very good talisman to ward off evil spirits, five hundred taels of silver each. Everyone who has used it said it is good, because it can save people." For your sake, I will give you thirty pieces, ten thousand taels of silver, for your sake. I will buy my talisman and save you. Wouldn’t it be a joy?”

Forehead.
Just judging from their expressions, they don’t seem to want to buy it.

Inexplicably, there is a sense of immediate medical trouble.

Chen Ci pondered for a moment, then waved his hand slightly: "Well, business cannot be done without mercy. If nothing happens, I will take the younger ones away first. You can do your own thing and don't worry about me."

"You still want to leave?"

The head of the Song family gritted his teeth and looked cold.

These people who came here are all disciples of the family who were trapped in the Yin cave. They originally went to the Yin land to capture some ghosts and cultivate them into incense and fire spirits. Whether they were made into yellow scarf warriors, bean soldier warriors, or incense and fire gods, they were all very good. A good choice, but I never expected that a group of people would be so unlucky, and they just happened to run into the Feng Shui Yindi.

It was clear that we were just one point away. If Chen hadn't stepped in, we might have won the game.

And this female cultivator is just trying to save people. It’s probably not a piece of cake for her, and she deserves to die if she tries to push him back!
However, their family is just a wealthy family of country squires. Although they have some footholds, they cannot afford to offend the disciples of the big sect, so they would not dare to really start a fight with this female cultivator.

If you can't offend the disciples of the big sect, how can you not offend a layman?
"Brother Song, don't make others angry or lose our dignity."

Han Chongli slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, stretched out his hand to stop the head of the Song family, and said calmly: "Fellow Taoist Yan, you can do whatever you want, but you, the younger generation, are my registered disciples of the Han family. You don't respect your master, and you are obedient and obedient, but today I want to practice my master's method. Rules, one or two punishments.”

When Li Yuanqing heard this, his already pale face turned even whiter. After all, he was still a young man.

Hey, did I give you face?

But this is Dongshan Mansion, I can bear it!
Chen Ci made a gesture and said with an apologetic smile: "Fellow Daoist Han, you are joking. He is just a child, so why bother with this."

"Do you think I'm joking?"

Han Chongli glanced at Chen Ci and said coldly: "Or do you think that the five of us are all joking? Now that my nephew and nephew are alive and dead, and his body is not alive, he will have to bear some responsibility for his bad things. Either you, Taoist friend Yan, come out? "Take care, you can do whatever you want, Fellow Daoist Yan, and don't interfere in my Han family's affairs."

"Actually, even if he swallowed the pill, it wouldn't have much effect. The so-called high-level, high-end, but not a national player is still too far behind."

The female cultivator from the Bamboo House didn't know whether she was a nice person or just liked to join in the fun, so she even explained a few words.

"What the cultivator said makes sense, but there are no rules and there are no squares. Otherwise, every disciple would shirk things, cheat and cheat, and how would he be able to practice and seek the Tao."

Han Chongli saluted to the bamboo house, his expression unchanged.

"Fellow Daoist Han, you guys seem to have quite a lot of money, can't you ask the Dragon and Tiger Master from Jiuquan Temple to take action?"

Chen Ci had a headache. If he had this time to waste, he might as well go to Quanshan to ask for help.

Han Chongli gritted his teeth, his face darkened, and he did not answer.

They had prepared money a long time ago and wanted to invite the high cultivators of Jiuquan Temple to rescue people. As a local wealthy family, their ancestors had a close relationship with Jiuquan Temple, so they would not be unable to invite people.

But in the end, I was really not invited, and I didn’t even see the Taoist master.

"I know this."

The female cultivator from the Bamboo House interjected again: "Last month at Liuyun Palace's Dragon King's birthday banquet, all the Daoji monks from Jiuquan Temple went to join in the fun. They haven't returned to the mountain yet. Except for the people on duty at Quanshan, they couldn't stay away for a moment. Jiuquan Temple Except for some low-level disciples, there are no advanced people here.”

"Hey, this fellow Taoist, what did you say?"

Chen Ci was stunned for a moment. It's been more than a month since Long Jun's birthday banquet, and no one at the banquet has returned?

"Liuyun Palace Longjun's birthday banquet?"

"No, no, that's the last sentence."

"Except for some low-level disciples, there are no advanced ones in Ejiuquan Temple at present?"

The cool female voice thought for a moment, not sure which sentence Chen Ci was asking.

"Yan, please stop making jokes. If you don't want to leave, then don't leave!"

The head of the Song family had lost his patience, and his eyes flashed fiercely. Yan's cultivation level was just like that. The six of them were all local masters. How could they still be unable to hold down a single person?
Six against one, how to lose!
Chen Ci glanced at the people on the field with a strange expression, thought for a while, hesitated to speak, and finally couldn't help but sighed: "Your local monks are really rude. I kindly want to reason with you and compare my feelings with you. I was even willing to give you some talismans, but in the end, you went too far."

The more Chen Ci said, the more grief and anger he felt in his heart. He, the bright light of Heshan, was actually being bullied like this. In this world, people are not good at all.

The more sad and angry he felt, the more he thought about it, the colder his heart became. Even Chen Ci's tone became inexplicably colder: "I miss the deaths of each of your families. I look pitiful and don't want to argue with you. I allow you to talk nonsense, but It would be rude to say it again.”

"you!"

When the head of the Song family heard this, he was furious. As soon as he raised his hand, he met Chen Ci's eyes with a sneer.

Whoosh!
In the next breath, a line of matte evil energy flew out from Chen Ci's waist. This body-protecting energy named Song was like paper. It instantly saw blood and cut a huge gap. If Master Chen hadn't stopped slightly, he would have avoided it. The leader of Kailiu Yang, the man named Song, is ready to be reincarnated.

Do you understand that Heshan Dafa is very brave and fierce?

"Pointing and pointing has no cultivation."

Chen Ci stretched out his finger and pointed at the remaining five people who stood stiffly. No one dared to care about the head of the Song family who was lying on the ground breathing in and out.

In Liangjianghai City, Mr. Chen can just be a little Chen.

Why, when I returned to the countryside, there was no Jiuquan Temple high-level cultivator to take care of me. You, you, are rude.

Call daddy!

"Five-yin evil spirit bag, you are a monk of the Heshan Sect!"

Han Chongli's tone was a little bitter, he bent down and said, "Fellow Taoist Yan, there must be some misunderstanding here."

Damn you, tell me earlier, what a small northern sect with only three or five people in a generation, it’s a trap.

Besides, the monks from the Heshan Sect really dare to kill people.

"There is a bit of misunderstanding, but it's hard to say how much. It depends on your attitude towards apologizing."

Chen Ci touched Ah Bao, who had not appeared for a long time. A feeling of emptiness arose spontaneously, and he sighed slightly: "Also, when you hear my name Yanshan in the future, I hope you can understand, Heshan Monks are also reasonable, remember?"

(End of this chapter)