The Path Toward Heaven

Thinking that the winner also wore a hat, people suddenly realized that the girl was originally a companion of the man. No wonder he said this.

Xiang Wanshu said: "Please advise, where is my hypocrisy?"

His expression was calm, without anger, and he felt a sense of oppression.

He has a gentle temperament and is unwilling to cause trouble, but how can someone not utter a humiliation to the teacher?

The scene suddenly became quiet, and the atmosphere was a bit tense.

The girl standing by the cliff is naturally Zhao Layue.

She looked at Xiang Wanshu and said indifferently: "You said that if you play chess like this, your brother will want to hit you. Doesn't it mean that he should be played like this?"

This statement seems to be somewhat reluctant, but if you think deeply about the previous sentence of Xiang Wanshu, that is what it means.

Xiang Wanshu raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "What exactly is the word hypocrisy?"

Zhao Layue said: "You think he played poorly, but he refused to say that you even want to hit him, but he dare not do it. This is hypocrisy."

Xiang Wanshu shook his head and said: "This is not hypocrisy, but I want to leave some face to your companion."

Zhao Layue said: "Do you think you are qualified to evaluate him?"

The crowd is a little turbulent, thinking how absurd this is. Those who are only allowed to have three sons against Tong Yan are of course qualified to evaluate your companions.

Xiang Wanshu raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Yes, I want to tell him that playing chess is not such a simple thing."

Zhao Layue said: "Trust me, for him, playing chess is the simplest thing in the world."

When she said this, she thought, if you have seen the porcelain plate next to the bamboo deck chair and the gravel in the porcelain plate, you will understand what it means.

Xiang Wanshu said: "Really? I hope to have a chance to learn more later."

"You can't, let your brother come."

Zhao Layue's tone is very natural, like talking about an ordinary thing.

The crowd was in an uproar.

Xihai Jianpai launched the Four Seas Banquet and Meihui to grab the limelight, but everyone knows that no matter the background or other aspects, the Four Seas Banquet and Meihui have an insurmountable distance.

Do you think your companion took the first place in the Four Seas Banquet, and you are eligible to play chess with Tong Yan?

Who is Tong Yan?Can it be seen by ordinary monks?

Xiang Wanshu smiled bitterly, thinking that he was an ignorant little girl, and his anger subsided, and he ignored it.

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Half an hour later, Xiang Wanshu saw the ignorant little girl again.

The winners of the Four Seas Banquet and the guests who were formally invited will later take a sea boat from the Lonely Mountain to the Yuntai in the high altitude.

Xiang Wanshu can naturally walk up the sky by Taoism, but based on respect for the Xihai Sword School, he still chooses to wait here.

He looked to the cliff, his eyes fell on the two hats, shook his head, wondering which denomination was the spoiled disciple.

"How does it feel? Is it interesting?" Zhao Layue asked.

Jing Jiu said, "Not many."

Zhao Layue asked, "How do you say it?"

"Playing chess is not self-cultivation, but winning by the opponent's mistakes, which is less interesting."

He thought about it and said, "And it's too simple."

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The sea boat has no sails, rises with the wind, and quickly moves away from the ground and into the clouds.

Surrounding the clouds and fog, you can vaguely see the rugged cliffs and the pavilions near the towers.

Some practitioners who first visited the Xihai Sword School realized that the so-called Yuntai turned out to be a hanging mountain in the cloud.

The sea boat stopped at the top of the mountain, and the disciples of the Xihai sword sent forward to welcome everyone into a majestic palace.

Guests from various denominations who have been invited have already sat in the hall, enjoying the singing and dancing of the sharks, and talking to each other in a low voice.

Xiang Wanshu, Mo Xi, and Jing Jiu entered the hall as the winner of this four-sea banquet.

Many people stood up and greeted each other. This is respect for the Four Seas Banquet, and naturally it is respect for Xiang Wanshu and Mo Xishimen.

A part of the sight fell on Jing Jiu's body, because when he came to the hall, he still wore a hat, which seemed strange.

There is a hidden secret in these sights, evil and full of hatred.

There are two other sights full of shock and confusion.

The expressions of Yao Songshan and Lin Yingliang of Qingshan Sect changed slightly, and I wondered why he came?Doesn't he know that Qingtiansi has been looking for them?What is this for?

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Coming to the depths of the hall, a figure gradually emerged from the clouds.

It was a tall man with dignified temperament, dressed in a bright yellow shirt, with more than ten bead curtains hanging in front of his crown, and could not see his face clearly.

He looked down on Jing Jiu like a real emperor.

This is the West King Sun, the most mysterious big figure in the spiritual world in recent years.

Jing Jiu looked at each other quietly.

Xiang Wanshu and Mo Xi have returned to the front hall, I do not know what kind of treasure Xihaijian sent.

It ’s weird now that he is alone.

"The road is endless, so our vision should be broader, and we cannot give up a whole forest because of a tree."

The voice of the West King Sun is very soft, like the flawless South China Sea pearls on the bead curtain.

The first half of this sentence is much like the teacher's ordinary point to the younger generation, but the second half of the sentence is very strange.

Jing Jiu silently thought that you were not him.

At this time, he knew who the Western King Sun was, and naturally he knew who he was not.

Xi Wang Sun Si looked at Jing Jiu with a smile.

Interestingly, he also thought he knew who this young practitioner wearing a hat was.

When he wanted to come, the other party should be chased by the imperial court before thinking of participating in the Four Seas Banquet to come to himself.

He knew what happened in Tanah Lot that night, but he did not have any anger. On the contrary, he admired each other ’s courage and ability, and he increasingly felt that these two young men had the potential to be cultivated, although the one in front of him was carrying an iron sword, Obviously, he has not been able to enter the realm of inconsistency, which is far inferior to other people.

But he will not let Xihai Jianpai accept them, but will use other names.

So he will say the last half of the sentence just now.

Quietly, Jing Jiu did not respond.

The eyes of West King Sun gradually narrowed, revealing a cold look, and said, "If you don't want to take solitude, why do you come to the solitary Four Seas Banquet?"

Jing Jiu said, "I just want to visit you."

This is really an unexpected answer.

West King Sun looked at him quietly and suddenly said, "Then do you want a lonely baby?"

Jing Jiu shook his head.

Hearing this, the West King Sun thought he just had n’t made up his mind and wanted to show his good. After a moment of silence, he waved his hand and motioned him to go out.

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The main hall of the Xihai Sword School is very wide, with a square foot, and the mist travels along the ground, and the guests sit among them.

If the practitioners were not keen-eyed, they would n’t even see each other ’s faces.

Jing Jiu returned to the hall and went to the case where Zhao Layue was sitting, preparing to leave with her.

A yawning voice rang.

"At the banquet, you are still wearing a hat, so you are so shameless? Or do you say that you have done too many bad things and dare not meet people?"

The guests were a little surprised and looked towards the beginning of the voice, and found that they were talking about a thin middle-aged monk, dressed in a black gown, and looked languid.

The monk who recognized this person's identity whispered a few words, and the guests only knew that the middle-aged monk was the middle-aged monk.

It is not surprising to hear that this man and the Xihaijian sent a good match today.

Takesuke is as bad as his dead brother, Heilong Temple, who took charge of Zhu Gui, and naturally no one wants to take care of it.When he puts it in peacetime, he will definitely finish the banquet honestly. Afterwards, he will vigorously promote the Xihaijian party's many courtesies.

Today is different.

The two men wearing hats are his brothers and enemies.