Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 305 Zhenlong Chess Game: Chu Pingsheng kills his elders

This scene made You Tanzhi's teeth itch. He was pretending to be an eminent monk. Nowadays, no one in the Central Plains martial arts community knew that he was a lewd monk, a monster monk, and an evil monk.

"Who is this?"

Chu Pingsheng glanced at You Tan, who was so frightened that he quickly turned his head to hide the hatred on his face.

Jiumozhi lowered his head slightly and smiled sinisterly: "Oh, this young monk came to the Central Plains for the first time. He is not familiar with the place and does not know the exact location of Leigu Mountain. I am worried that I will go wrong, so I would like to ask this little brother to guide me on the way."

Please?

Chu Pingsheng thought to himself that the plea here should have neither "please" nor "please".

If you look carefully, the plot of Xiao Feng's meeting with Duan Zhengchun was ruined by him. A'Zhu is not dead, and A'Zi will naturally not recognize her brother-in-law. So the result of You TanZhi going north to seek revenge will most likely be regarded by Xiao Feng as an insignificant villain. Xiami abandoned it.

Since there was nothing wrong with Ah Zi, You TanZhi would not have been captured by the Liao soldiers and tortured as a medicine man. He was even tricked into wearing a mask and taking the alias Zhuang Juxian.

Here You Tanzhi realizes the gap in status and martial arts between the two sides, and it is logical that he returns disappointed and is captured by Jiumozhi who is wandering around Luoyang and brought to Leigu Mountain.

"Little brother?" Chu Pingsheng said in a friendly manner: "Don't the Imperial Master know that this little brother is a righteous queen?"

"Queen of the Righteous Soldiers? Your Majesty, please make it clear."

"Did the Imperial Master hear about the killing spree between Xiao Yuanshan and his son at Juxian Village last year?"

"Have heard a little bit."

"This little brother is the descendant of the two heroes of the You clan in Juxian Village."

"Oh?" Jiumozhi glanced at You Tanzhi, whose expression changed greatly: "It turns out that she is a righteous queen, disrespectful, disrespectful."

"You...you actually recognize me?"

While You Tanzhi was horrified, he also had very complicated emotions deep in his heart.

Monk Kong and Xiao Feng were regarded by him as the two biggest enemies who killed his father. He went north to seek revenge on Xiao Feng. The other party's attitude was more dismissive than magnanimous. He was so crazy that he regarded him as someone who could step on him at any time. The dead ant now met his second enemy. Who would have thought that this monk would not only recognize his identity at a glance, but also call him a righteous descendant.

"Amitabha." Chu Pingsheng smiled slightly and did not answer his question directly.

Youju, Youji, Juxianzhuang, etc. have no meaning to Jiumozhi. The so-called "disrespect" mentioned above is just a hasty talk, used to praise Chu Pingsheng.

"After leaving Tianlong Temple, the young monk went to the south of the Yangtze River to pay homage to Mr. Murong. Afterwards, he went to Hanshan Temple to make trouble. At that time, he found out that Master Kong Kong was a Shaolin disciple. The young monk went to Songshan Mountain to see him again. On the way, he was surprised to hear about the changes in Juxian Village and met him again. Your Excellency, I missed you. Today I came to meet Mr. Congbian for an appointment. With the blessing of the Buddha, I was able to meet..."

Before Jiumozhi finished speaking, he heard Abi's exclamation from inside the tea stall.

"Master Duan...it's not good...Master Duan has been captured."

Chu Pingsheng turned around and saw a man in black grabbing Duan Yu's heart and running across the river to the south side of the tea stall. Abi and Mu Wanqing were so anxious that they were sweating heavily on their foreheads. Pearl - With their lightness skills, it is naturally impossible for them to walk on the waves, they can only look at the river and sigh.

"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you hurry up and save people!" Seeing that he didn't move, Mu Wanqing kept saying useless words to Jiumozhi. She was so angry that she stamped her feet and was filled with anger.

Chu Pingsheng looked calm as usual, watching the masked man kidnap Duan Yu without any anxiety at all.

"He is your apprentice!"

Mu Wanqing couldn't help but beg him. From the swaying curtains and the white hands that clenched the sword, we could see how anxious she was.

Chu Pingsheng actually turned his head and led the horse up the path up the mountain. The horse was covered in white hair without a trace of color. It looked awkward for a lewd monk and a white horse.

"What's wrong with my apprentice? It's not like I haven't betrayed him before. If you don't believe me, ask Master Jiumozhi."

"This……"

When Jiumozhi met Mu Wanqing's gaze, he could only raise his hands and nod, and replied truthfully: "Master Kong has confidence in Mr. Duan, knowing that he has deep blessings and constant good luck, and will surely turn misfortune into good fortune and turn adversity into success." Xiang.”

Regarding the relationship between Monk Kong and Duan Yu, he is very troubled.

You want to say that these two people are masters and apprentices. If the monk sells his apprentices, just call him one. You want to say that they are not masters and apprentices. Duan Yu is following behind them every day. The master is above and the disciple is below. The monk is also a master. Whatever the disciple wants.

He had never seen this kind of master-disciple relationship before, so when he met Duan Yu again, he didn't know whether to grab the sword manual or not.

"You!" Mu Wanqing gritted her teeth and said, "How could Duan Yu want someone like you as his teacher?"

Chu Pingsheng tied the white horse under the locust tree next to the mountain road, and flicked a silver ball into the arms of the waiter who was wearing a brown bunt. Without his instructions, the waiter nodded and bowed, and took out a bundle of fodder to feed the horse with a flattering look on his face. .

"I'm a person who can't bear to do anything without benefits. Abi knows this very well. Do you want me to save Duan Yu? It's not impossible, but there is a condition."

"What conditions?"

"What did you do to me in the ruined temple? Let me take revenge and I will go and save your brother. How about that?"

"You...shameless!"

Mu Wanqing wished she could stab him to death with a sword, but she knew very well that with her skills, even ten of her together would not be a match for the monk.

"Female donor, you were allowed to take advantage of the monk, but now the monk only wants revenge? In addition, I helped you save your brother, but you call me shameless? Brother, you are a businessman, you might as well come and judge, who is the loser in this transaction? One party?”

The waiter naturally didn't know what happened in the ruined temple, but the businessman's logic told him that the monk had lost money.

"It's the master's fault."

"Did you hear that?" Chu Pingsheng clasped his hands together, lowered his eyes, and said solemnly: "The monk lost money in this transaction."

Mu Wanqing was driven crazy by him, and now she regretted very much why she couldn't control her mood after learning that Mr. Congbian invited masters from all over the world to play chess at Leigu Mountain, so she came here to block Duan Yu.

Abi didn't know about his and Mu Wanqing's past, but based on her understanding of the monk, she was afraid that the so-called revenge mentioned above was not a good idea.

"Don't you still expect Mr. Duan to break the Zhenlong chess game and accept Wu Yazi's inheritance? It's better for him to get Wu Yazi's inheritance than those who regard you as a scum in the martial arts world and want to get rid of you and then become the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect. Door?" Chu Pingsheng looked at Jiumozhi.

"National Master, if you break the Zhenlong chess game and get the Wuyazi inheritance, will you become an enemy of the monk?"

Jiumozhi smiled sideways: "Your Majesty is joking, how is this possible?"

"Look, the National Master said he can't. Abi, don't think so bad of people."

"..."

Monk Kong has a heart that thinks the best of people? How can this be!

Abi naturally knew that he was telling lies, but what could she do?
"National Master, since we are going to the Valley of the Deaf and the Mute, why not go with us?"

"Okay, your Majesty, please."

"Please, Imperial Master."

A tantric lama and a Zen monk both looked like they were hiding their swords in their smiles, and they all had a sinister tone. Mu Wanqing really wanted to tear off their heads and feed them to the dogs.

"Monk, I promise you!"

"what?"

Chu Pingsheng was startled. He lifted his heel and slowly lowered it. The force was very light, but a dead leaf was still shaken up and tumbled down the crooked steps.

"What did you say?"

The curtain covered her face, so she couldn't see the expression behind her clearly, but she said decisively: "As long as you promise to save my brother's life, you can do whatever you want to me."

"No regrets?"

"No regrets!"

"Okay, then let's make an agreement."

spit!
Abi couldn't bear it anymore and spat to the side. She didn't know what the two of them had done in the ruined temple, but at this point, no matter how stupid they were, they could understand the meaning behind the words.

After all, it's just the body of Lu Mu Wanqing.

Snapped.

Chu Pingsheng slapped Abi with a lifeless slap, and slapped Abi to the ground. There was a lot of mud on her skirt, making her very miserable.

"The monk has no way of controlling his affairs, which makes the imperial master laugh."

"Where, where."

Jiumozhi and Chu Pingsheng said politely, and they continued walking up.

Mu Wanqing became anxious and pointed to the dense forest on the other side of the river and said, "Hey, aren't you going to save Duan Yu?"

Chu Pingsheng ignored it and continued walking forward.

"Hey, Monk Kong! What do you want me to do before I can save him?"

"Hachi, Hachi."

What answered her was the snort of the maroon horse tied to the locust tree at the intersection, and the two bald heads seemed to be climbing the steps step by step, but in fact they were moving very fast and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Mu Wanqing angrily said to Abi: "It's all your fault. If it weren't for you, he...how could he leave his brother alone?"

"..."

Abi wiped the mud off her hands and tugged at the corners of her mouth, her face full of bitterness.

……

at the same time.

The sky is deaf and the earth is dumb.

The mist is smoky and the mountains are green.

The calls of partridges occasionally came from the deep valley, adding a touch of agility and vitality to the event.

A huge chessboard is painted on a flat cliff, with black stones and white stones criss-crossing to form a chess game. It is a Zhenlong chess game that no one has been able to solve in thirty years.

Mr. Congbian, Su Xinghe, with his silver hair disheveled, was sitting on a stone bench right in front of the chess game. His face was covered with wrinkles, and his hands and feet were like dry wood, with only tendons and no flesh and blood. He looked like a skeleton.

Behind him were two stone troughs, with white pieces on the left and black pieces on the right. Each piece was as big as a human face.

There were many people standing on the flat ground next to the cliff. The ones standing in front of Su Xinghe were his eight apprentices, namely Qin Dian Kang Guangling, Chess Demon Fan Bailing, Bookworm Gou Du, Painting Maniac Wu Lingjun, Miracle Doctor Xue Muhua, and Skilled Craftsman. Feng Asan, the nymphomaniac Shi Qinglu, and the theater fan Li Puppet, these eight people were nicknamed the Eight Friends of Hangu.

Standing further forward was a man, tall and tall, with white beard and beard. He was wearing a brocade robe of clouds and cranes, holding a feather fan in his hand, looking like an expert with pearls of wisdom in his hands.

Four big flags were erected behind him, with sixteen big characters written from left to right: "Xingxiu Laoxian", "Dharma frame Zhongyuan", "Mighty the world", "Supernatural power".

It was none other than Ding Chunqiu, the notorious leader of the Xingxiu Sect.

Under the banner that read "Xingxiu Old Immortal", Ah Zi lowered her eyebrows and shrugged her shoulders, like a little chicken caught between Zhaixingzi and Chuchenzi.

(End of this chapter)