Su Xinghe was secretly surprised, and for a moment he was not sure what the person who made the move was thinking.
Surprised, I looked up and saw that there was no one there.
However, looking at the direction in which this person threw the pine nuts, the stones flew straight into the sky, followed by a straight fall, and landed squarely on the chessboard.
This kind of straight-flying and straight-falling throwing method is far more clever than the ordinary dart throwing method.
Just wonder how this thumb-sized pine nut floats up into the air and still falls with such accuracy.
This hidden weapon skill is really amazing.
Although Feng Bosi was Murong Fu's retainer, he was also very forthright. He admired him deeply and couldn't help but cheer.
"Good! Such handsome skills! I admire you very much!"
The sound went back and forth in the valley without stopping, and only a clear voice could be heard coming from among the pine branches and leaves.
"Mr. Murong, I will give you a chance to break the situation. The young monk will respond with two moves. Don't be surprised."
As he spoke, the leaves of the pine branches moved slightly, and the breeze blew.
Looking again, there was an additional monk beside the chess game.
This monk is wearing a gray cloth monk's robe, his face is shining brightly, his face is solemn, and he has a slight smile on his face.
But it was the monk Jiumozhi who went to Tianlong Temple alone that day to ask for the "Six Meridians Divine Sword Sutra".
When Dao Baifeng saw this person, he was inevitably shocked and thought to himself.
"Is this the Tubo monk again?"
After a second thought, he looked at Chen Xuan again and thought to himself.
"But with this brat here, I don't think the monk will dare to be so arrogant."
Before she could finish her thoughts, she could only hear Jiumozhi's loud voice.
"I have heard the name of Murong from the south of Beiqiao Peak for a long time, Mr. Murong. Today, the young monk finally meets me."
While speaking, Jiumozhi clasped his hands together, bowed to Su Xinghe and Murong Fu each, and then said.
"On the way, the young monk saw an invitation from Mr. Congbian to play chess. He did not underestimate his ability and came to meet the world's masters."
While he was talking, he saw another group of people approaching in the forest.
The leader among them was wearing a yellow-robed monk's robe with a Buddhist swastika seal tattooed on it.
Judging from his demeanor, he must be at least a senior monk of the "Xuan" generation in Shaolin Temple.
There was also a young monk in gray robes accompanying him. Looking at his big eyes, thick eyebrows and flat nose, he was really not photogenic.
However, when Feng BoE and others saw him, they recognized him as the monk Xu Zhu who had sent him the hero's note a few days ago.
In addition, there were several people in the group wearing brocade clothes and high crowns, obviously dressed by wealthy people.
Dao Baifeng glanced at it and was shocked.
"Yu'er?!"
It turned out that those people were Duan Yu and his entourage from Zhennan Palace in Dali.
Chen Xuan frowned when he saw this, feeling secretly that something was wrong.
"Duan Yu was obviously robbed of the opportunity of Langhuan Paradise and the Six Meridians Divine Sword Sutra of Dali Duan clan. Why is he walking calmly and looking so energetic at this moment?"
Chen Xuan believed that with his martial arts skills, he would never make a mistake.
Come to think of it, this person is really a son of destiny blessed by God. He can grow to this point in just a few months!
Chen Xuan was filled with fear.
He had already gone to Langhuan Paradise one step ahead and snatched away the secret books of "Beiming Magic" and "Lingbo Weibu".
Then he snatched the "Six Meridians Divine Sword Sutra" that belonged to Duan Yu in front of the Tianlong Temple Buddhist Hall.
It seems that Duan Yu has been forced to have no way out.
Unexpectedly, he appeared in Tianlong Temple disguised as a masked man in black and destroyed the "Six Meridians Divine Sword Sutra".
However, it unexpectedly made all the eminent monks of Tianlong Temple feel guilty, feeling that the Duan family had no unparalleled talent.
Under this stimulation, Master Kurong and other six eminent monks from Tianlong Temple worked together to teach Duan Yu the skills of nearly two hundred years!
Although Duan Yu no longer has the "Beiming Divine Art" and "Lingbo Weibu".
But relying on his extremely strong understanding, he actually directly comprehended the complete version of "Six Meridians Divine Sword" based on Master Kurong and others!
Sure enough, everything in this world is a cycle of cause and effect, and retribution is unpleasant.
Although Chen Xuan didn't know why Duan Yu had such momentum, he immediately grabbed Dao Baifeng.
Dao Baifeng was obviously shaken, but when he turned around and saw Chen Xuan's gloomy face, he could only stop looking at Duan Yu.
Duan Yu also noticed Chen Xuan and others at this time.
It's no wonder that he looked over at first sight. Chen Xuan and these girls were really eye-catching.
At a glance, except for Chen Xuan, all the women beside him had veiled faces.
I would say they are maids, they are both tall and short, not very neat.
He had met Chen Xuan once, but the first glimpse in the wing of Tianlong Temple still made him a little confused.
Duan Yu was hesitating whether to go forward to say hello, when he saw a woman behind Chen Xuan take off her veil, Pingping Tingting, and walk out slowly.
"This...is this the fairy sister?"
The fateful path made him go to Langhuan Paradise after leaving Tianlong Temple.
It's just that he didn't get the secret books of "Beiming Magic" and "Lingbo Weibu" under the fairy sister's jade carving.
He just saw the words "Kowtow a thousand times for my encouragement", so he kowtowed a thousand times honestly.
Although I didn’t have any adventures after that, I still felt satisfied.
When I saw that fairy sister, it was imprinted in my heart and has been remembered to this day.
But before Duan Yu could take a second look, he suddenly noticed that the fairy sister was looking at a handsome young man not far away with admiration on her face.
Duan Yu followed her gaze and saw that the man was about twenty-seven or eighty years old. He was wearing plain white clothes and holding a folding fan. He had a handsome face and was very handsome.
When Duan Yu saw it, he couldn't help but feel a chill all over his body. His eyes were red and he was about to shed tears, he thought to himself.
"I have heard for a long time that Mr. Murong is a dragon and a phoenix among men, and now it seems that he is indeed well-deserved. I never thought that the fairy sister in my dream would have such admiration for him. It is really no wonder. Alas, I am destined to suffer all my life."
He sighed to himself and didn't want to raise his head to see Wang Yuyan's expression, but finally couldn't help but glance at her secretly.
I saw her smiling face, and it seemed like her whole body was laughing.
Ever since he saw the jade sculpture, Duan Yu had never imagined that the fairy sister could be so happy.
Here, Duan Yu seemed to be going crazy when he saw Wang Yuyan.
Chen Xuan's side was also in a state of shock.
Not to mention Dao Baifeng, Zhong Ling and Mu Wanqing also hurriedly stepped forward when they saw Duan Yu.
Chen Xuan was really unable to hold back for a while.
I was so angry that I wanted to punish them in front of Duan Yu.
He doesn't even have time to chase Wang Yuyan back now.
Wang Yuyan hurriedly ran to Murong Fu.
Gongye Gan, Bao Bubu, Feng Baoxie and the others naturally recognized her and bowed to her one by one.
Bao BuTong looked up and happened to notice Chen Xuan. His expression changed immediately and he hurriedly whispered to Murong Fu the origins of everyone involved.
He is a retainer of the Murong family, and he usually collects information on powerful masters from all over the world.
So everyone from all sides was recognized at a glance.
There is no need to mention Chen Xuan among them.
There was also Duan Yu, the young prince of Zhennan Palace in Dali, and his party.
The yellow-robed monk is Master Xuannan of Shaolin Temple, and the gray-robed monk following him is Xu Zhu, a disciple of the fifth generation.
There is also the Tubo monk who is good at using the "flaming sword" and is proficient in Buddhism. He is Jiumozhi, who is also known as Maharaja Mingwang.
While Bao BuTong was talking, he saw three people in the forest using Qing Kung and jumping up.
The leader was wearing a green robe, with disabled legs, and holding an iron staff. He was clearly the leader of the four evil men, Duan Yanqing.
The remaining two people are each Yue Laosan, the crocodile god of the South China Sea, who holds crocodile scissors, and Ye Erniang, who "does no evil".
Although Murong Fu suffered some injuries, seeing experts from all walks of life gathered together, he still prayed with everyone one by one.
But listening to his modest words and intention to make friends, he is really personable and polite.
"Gusu Murong" is famous all over the world, but he is rare.
Everyone did not expect that he was such a handsome, elegant and noble young man. They bowed to each other and even Duan Yanqing said a few polite words.
Murong Fu walked through a round before meeting Duan Yu and said.
"Hello, Mr. Duan."
Duan Yu stared at Wang Yuyan blankly, and unconsciously went crazy again. He looked miserable and shook his head.
"You are fine. I...I am not fine at all."
Wang Yuyan felt a little strange when she saw that the young prince of Dali had been staring at her. She couldn't help but said "ah" and looked at Duan Yu twice.
When Murong Fu saw Duan Yu staring blankly at Wang Yuyan, he glared at him a few times and ignored him.
Finally he walked up to Chen Xuan.
Chen Xuan couldn't bring Wang Yuyan back now, so Wang Yuyan secretly gave him a look.
Murong Fu listened to Bao BuTong talk about what happened at Mantuo Villa before, and gave him a little compliment.
"May I ask who it is, Chen Xuan and Chen Shaoxia?"
"Mr. Murong, you're polite." Chen Xuan also cupped his hands and clasped his fists in return.
Murong Fu was slightly surprised to see Chen Xuan being so polite.
Because he heard from Bao BuTong that Chen Xuan was extremely powerful in martial arts and had a arrogant and arrogant personality. He even claimed that he wanted to steal the Murong family's secret skill of "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi".
Unexpectedly, it seems now that this is just a young man in his early twenties, and there is nothing particularly outstanding about him.
This time, many martial arts masters gathered here, all in order to crack the Zhenlong chess game played by Mr. Congbian Su Xinghe.
Murong Fu originally thought that if Chen Xuan was really unruly and unreasonable, then he would not mind teaching this young disciple a lesson.
But Chen Xuan was so polite that it gave him no reason to get angry, so he turned around and returned to the chess game.
Murong Fu picked up the white pieces and played them in the chess game.
Jiumozhi, who had made the move earlier, smiled slightly and said.
"Mr. Murong, although your martial arts skills are strong, your chess skills are probably ordinary."
As he said that, he also played a black chip, intending to compete with Murong Fu in the ring.
Murong Fu said proudly.
"I may not lose to you." He said and played another white piece.
Jiumozhi responded with a move.
The two of them just played a few tricks and reached an impasse again.
Murong Fu had been meditating on this game for a long time and was confident that he had figured out a solution.
But Jiumozhi's next move was beyond his expectation.
All the plans originally planned came to nothing and had to be thought of again.
After a long time, he gave birth to another child.
Unexpectedly, Jiumozhi's thoughts were very fast, so he followed suit.
The two of them played quickly and slowly, and they bet more than ten pieces.
Murong Fu fell into deep thought, but Jiumozhi suddenly laughed and said.
"Mr. Murong, it seems we have made peace!"
Murong Fu immediately said angrily.
"You are making such a mess, then come and explain it to yourself!"
Jiumozhi smiled.
"This chess game is a natural draw. No one in the world can figure it out. I'm afraid it was specially designed to tease people. The young monk is self-aware and doesn't want to spend more time on useless things. Mr. Murong, you even have me in the corner.
The battle situation cannot be resolved, so do you still want to compete in the Central Plains?"
Murong Fu's heart was shaken, and he had mixed feelings for a moment. He kept thinking about those two sentences over and over again.
[You can’t even break my situation in the corner, do you still want to compete in the Central Plains? 】
For a moment, he felt that his vision was gradually blurring, and all the white and black stones on the chess board seemed to have turned into pawns.
Wolf smoke was everywhere, horses were stampeding and neighing, and a general stood on horseback with his sword drawn, looking in all directions.
There were old, weak and remnant soldiers who were besieged on the hilltop, and the sound of crying and howling resounded through the sky.
They are fighting each other indescribably, and the endless battlefield is endless.
Murong Fu saw before his eyes a white-armored soldier with a "Yan" flag surrounded by enemies with black flags and black armor.
Even though he was sitting in the army, he tried his best to order the soldiers and horses, rushing left and right, but he was still unable to break out of the encirclement.
He became more and more anxious. Unconsciously, blood surged in his chest, and blood started to appear at the corners of his mouth.
"The destiny of the Yan Kingdom has been exhausted, and all my efforts have been in vain! I have worked hard all my life, but it has finally turned into a wishful dream! Time is also destiny, what is destiny!"
Thinking of this, he suddenly shouted, raised his hand and hit his Tianling Cap directly with his palm!
This action was caught off guard. No one expected that Murong Fu, who was so gentle and elegant before, would suddenly raise his hand and kill himself!
In the eyes of everyone, Jiumozhi just made a joke, and Murong Fu stood silent.
Wang Yuyan, Duan Yu, Bao Bubu, etc. all noticed his abnormality, so they all stared at his strange movements.
But they didn't expect that Murong Fu would suddenly slap his forehead with his palm. No one expected this move.
Bao BuTong and others hurriedly stepped forward to stop them, but the three of them had low martial arts skills and were eventually a step too slow.
At the critical moment, I saw a man snap his fingers in the air and hit Murong Fu directly on the right shoulder with an internal force.
Murong Fu staggered and then woke up.
Only then did everyone look back, only to see the man standing in front of a group of girls with veiled faces. It was the unknown Chen Xuan!
Jiumozhi's martial arts skills were considered to be the highest among everyone present, and he could see the power of Chen Xuan's move at a glance.
Not only is he the last to come, the control of his internal energy is also extremely frightening.
To be fair, Jiumozhi thinks that it is not difficult to hurt someone with a snap of his fingers in the air.
But if you want to snap your fingers without hurting anyone, you need some skill.
For a moment, he couldn't help but look back at Chen Xuan and admired.
"This little friend has such handsome kung fu!"
Over there, Murong Fu suddenly lost his consciousness. With a start, he finally woke up from the illusion.
Wang Yuyan really cared about her cheap cousin, so she held his hand, shook it repeatedly, and persuaded him.
"Cousin! What does it matter if you can't solve the chess game? Why are you committing suicide?"
As he spoke, tears rolled down his cheeks, actually crying for Murong Fu.
Murong Fu said blankly.
"What's wrong with me?"
Jiumozhi advised: "Mr. Murong, the poor monk has long said that no one can solve this Zhenlong chess game. The more stubborn you are, the more you will get lost in the game. You don't need to waste your time on it."