The Path Toward Heaven

She stood on the boardwalk between the cliffs and looked at the two figures walking towards the pavilion from a distance. Shi Fengchen's eyes became sharper.

The sea breeze fluttered his yellowish beard, but he could not move the wrinkles on his face. Those wrinkles represented the effort he put into the court, as if cast iron.

His subordinates asked, "Sir, they are about to enter the building. Are they going to do it?"

Shi Fengchen squinted his eyes slightly and said, "Slowly, there are many guests around the world. At this time, it is easy to get into trouble."

His subordinates understood his true meaning. The Xihai Sword School agreed to the request of the Qingtian Sect to stare at the Four Seas Banquet, which is very much to the court's face. If later, in order to seize the two demon heads, the Four Seas Banquet will end in a hurry, and even cause a bigger mess ... Who will come? Withstand the wrath of Western King and Sun?

Shi Fengchen said, "Who is in the building at this time?"

Another subordinate said: "Most of the immortals have gone to Yuntai."

Shi Fengchen was a little displeased, thinking that he would let the other party escape from the inn the night before, but today he knew that the other party would come to the Four Sea Banquet, but those who practiced the monasticism were still not serious.

"Where is the Aoyama Sect?"

"Go there too."

"Who is there now?"

"Senior Takesuke was in the Qin Lou just now."

"Is he? Fine, send someone to tell him to stare at the two hooded guys inside."

"The rest are waiting outside."

通知 "Notify the Xihai Sword School and ask them to help transfer the sword book to the gimbal. Leave everything else alone."

丰 Shi Fengchen's order is clear and clear.

He believes that as long as the other party leaves Gushan, he will be arrested.

The subordinates of Wu Qingtian Division were also convinced that the other party could not escape today, and could not help but have a lot of puzzles.

Why did they dare to come to the Four Sea Banquet? What's the difference between such a swagger and death?

"If my official expectations are not bad, they are really abandoners of great sects, it must be that they have no hope of spiritual practice, and then they are forced to leave the mountain gate and be reduced to what they are today. The most important thing for people like them is If they can get the treasures from Western Sun, they may find hope, so they will definitely come. "

Shi Fengchen sneered and said, "People die for wealth, birds die for food, and practitioners seem to be high. What is the difference?"

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The lonely mountain is not alone. The mountains are undulating, born along the coast, and the cliff faces west, during which several blue water blue bays are naturally generated.

Youqin came from across the water bay, it was very pleasant, but it did not distract people here. People stared at the big chessboard hanging down from the second floor, and intently discussed with their companions, from time to time they sent out wonderful, praise and other emotions, of course, some times will inevitably hear extremely angry criticism.

Kusui Jiu is not accustomed to this noisy and lively environment, but insisted on watching for a while. Yesterday Zhao Layue bought him a pamphlet on chess, he read it again, remembering those rules and the method of judging the outcome, but such things as words are dead after all, only by seeing the game in person Have real sense.

"How much do you understand?" Zhao Layue said.

"I don't think it's too difficult," he said.

腊 Zhao Layue said, "I said that at the Tanah Lot that day. It's the simplest thing for you."

Kusui Jiu smiled and said, "Then I'll go."

腊 Zhao Layue nodded and said, "Go and win."

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The registration process was simple. Jing Jiu was taken to a quiet corner, and his opponent was already sitting across the table.

Except for the hat he wore, this table had no noticeable place, and naturally no one paid attention to it. He could only hear the crisp sound of the chess pieces falling on the chessboard.

It didn't take long for the game to end and Jing Jiu stood up and nodded.

His opponent is a young man. I don't know which sect's disciple is flushed, and his eyes are full of dissatisfaction and annoyance.

He is a practitioner, and at a glance, he can know the victory and defeat on the chessboard. Without the numbers, the young disciple knows that he has lost three goals.

的 The difference between victory and defeat is small, or he can win with more care in the middle of the game. What really made him uncomfortable was that Ming Mingjiu's chess was very jerky, just like a beginner, even if he didn't even understand the simplest formula. At the beginning, he thought he would win a big game very easily. Victory, because he didn't want to hit the confidence of the opponent too much, he also deliberately took a few steps to slow down. Who would have thought that such a big reversal happened in the end, he lost somehow!

Until he finally settled down, he still couldn't figure out how he lost.

A deacon from the Xihai Sword School came to make a record and led Jing Jiu to another place.

As before, his opponent is already waiting for him across the table, a middle-aged man with a light look.

The middle-aged man looked at him with a smile and said, "You're lucky."

Kusui Ji took a look at him and was somewhat surprised.

"The order of the games has long been lined up, but unfortunately your luck will end there."

The middle-aged man pointed at a piece of paper in the corridor and said, "I am a very careful person and will not make the mistake of the little guy just now."

Being able to get the treasure of the Xihai Sword School through the so-called leisure fun of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, is an opportunity not to be missed by many practitioners who have ordinary talents but are good at it. This is the middle-aged person. He found out very clearly that the talented young man in the Zhongzhou school did not sign up at all. There is no decent opponent in today's game of chess. He is full of confidence in getting the treasure, and is like him. In other words, he was also very cautious. Earlier, his previous game ended, and he carefully observed the game between Jing Jiu and that young man ~ www.readwn.com ~ Confirming that Ji Jiu ’s chess skills are far from his own As long as you do not make mistakes, there is no possibility of losing.

Kusui Jiu said nothing, directly picked up a sunspot and landed on the chessboard.

This is a natural move for him. Playing chess is not a chat, but for those players who have been immersed in it all year round, it seems a little impolite.

The middle-aged man frowned, and was a little unhappy.

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The Erhai wind came slowly, bringing a white veil and sending a fresh breath.

The sound of the cricket puppet halting stopped.

Kusui Jiu put down the tea cup in his hand without making any noise.

I was quiet.

The middle-aged man slaps the chess pieces in the case, stands up, and walks away.

Kusui Jiu won, and the whole process is very similar to the situation in the first game.

His chess is really almost the same as the beginner, even worse than the beginner. He obviously does not understand any formulas, and even looks irrational, but as the game advances, he can get a little bit of those fine points. The advantage of the point gradually became an advantage until the final victory, even if it only won two or three.

Like the young man, this middle-aged man didn't want to understand where he made a mistake until the end.

The deacon of the Xihai Sword School came over and finished the record. Finally, he couldn't help but look at Jing Jiuyi—the middle-aged man who left his sleeves is a very ordinary casual repair. I had long been concerned, but I didn't expect to lose to this guy with a hat.

Kusui Jiu stood up and left.

执 The deacon motioned for him to sit down, and replaced him with a new cup of tea.

This time he just needs to sit at the table and wait for his opponent to arrive.

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