The Path Toward Heaven

Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu were originally the focus of people's attention. This situation is more obvious today, because many people have heard that Jing Jiu is going to challenge Tong Yan in the chess game.

There were all kinds of emotions in his sight, some mocked him for being overstretched, sympathetic to him, worried about him, and so on.

If people's eyes can really shine, Jing Jiu, who is watched by so many people, must be particularly bright.

Zhao Layue remembered the sentence Jing Jiu once said-the sun was mentioned in that sentence.

In countless sights, the four walked towards the depths of Qipan Mountain.

Suther took Zhao Layue's hand and said gossip. Zhao Layue was cold in temperament, and occasionally only returned words, but Suther was still very happy and chattered nonstop.

Sister Cui, the hanging bell sect, explained to Jing Jiu with some regrets: "Miss Zongli rarely spoke."

Jing Jiu nodded and said, "It's also a fate."

Sister Cui smiled gratefully and cared: "Which pavilion are you going to choose?"

Jing Jiu said, "I don't understand what you mean."

Sister Cui was a little surprised, thinking that since you are going to challenge Tong Yan at the May Fair, did you not make some preparations in advance, at least understand some rules?

The rules of the Meihui chess battle are very simple-the scattered pavilions among the green hills are the place for chess battles. The monks who sign up for the chess battle can choose a pavilion to sit in and wait for others to challenge themselves. Of course you You can also choose the pavilion where people are already sitting to challenge each other.

Anyway, there is only one winner at the end of the game. It doesn't matter how far you can go, and you don't need to care about signing and opponents.

Zhao Layue heard their conversation and asked, "What if someone sits in the pavilion and no one challenges?"

"Before the start and after the end of each round, the host of the May Fair will close the booth to ensure that everyone will have opponents."

With a sly grin, he said: "Who can save a lot of energy by picking the weakest guy and then slowly dragging the time to the end?"

If you really do this, you can really play a few games without violating the rules, just a little ugly.

Sister Cui said with a smile: "It is elegant to play against Yi. Some teachers and legendary predecessors are watching. Who can afford this person?"

Thurs pouted, and said, "There is nothing cheap, where is grace, it is stupid."

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The selection of pavilions in the Meihui chess game is a very important thing,

For example, a monk who believes that his heart is strong often chooses the pavilion closest to the waterfall.

——He himself is not affected by the sound of the water in the waterfall, but his opponent is not necessarily so determined.

But no matter what he thinks, in the eyes of most monks and mortals, playing chess is first and foremost an elegant thing, even on top of calligraphy and painting.When monks participating in chess battles choose a pavilion, they often value whether the pavilion's environment is sufficiently charming, such as whether the bamboo shadow has fallen or can they hear Song Tao?

Qipan Mountain is guarded by the formation method, not to be bothered by rain, snow and frost, no matter how strong the wind enters the mountains, it will become a breeze.In the breeze and birdsong, chess viewers can walk freely in the mountains and watch the game at will. In addition to not talking and interfering with the game, there is no limit, even if you want to drink, there is a feeling of Qushui.

Which pavilion will Jing Jiu choose?

Both Sister and Sister Cui were a little curious, and the monks who watched him in the distance were also very concerned.

Zhao Layue thought, should he choose a pavilion that can be exposed to the sun?

Jing Jiu took three people to walk through the bamboo sea and the pine forest, walked over the waterfall, and continued to walk towards the mountains. Some people met on the road.

Some denominational disciples who had good relations with the Qingshan sect quickly went forward to salute, and some small denominations in the south were even more respectful.

Some denominations that have good relations with the Xihai sword faction and the Kunlun faction arbitrarily arched their hands, often accompanied by cold hum.

Those denominations that had been in contact with Zhongzhou were calm on the surface, but the eyes of Jing Jiu and others were annoying, because the mocking and ridicule in them were too obvious.

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"I am not happy."

There was no emotion in Zhao Layue's face, but his eyes were a little cold.

"why?"

Jing Jiu did not understand why he was angry because of the mockery and contempt of others.

He believes that Zhao Layue is also a person like himself.

So he did not understand why she was not happy.

Zhao Layue said: "I know you can win, but it's not good for me to know that you can win."

Jing Jiu said: "More accurate?"

Zhao Layue thought for a while and said, "It's not Jinyi Night Walk, nor another word. I can't think of a suitable description."

Seyouyou said: "It seems that it is a very complicated emotion."

Sister Cui listened to this conversation, thinking that the Taoist friends of the Qingshan Sect were really dedicated to cultivation, and they didn't know much about other things.

How easy is it to win a chess game at the May Fair?

Not to mention defeating the young boy, even if Jing Jiu wants to meet each other, in terms of probability, he must at least win five or six games.

The question is can you win?

Jing Jiu once won the first game of the Four Seas Banquet, but how can the Four Seas Banquet be comparable to the May Fair?In the eyes of many monks, the Four Seas Banquet is just a poor imitation of the upstarts in the West Sea to the May Fair. Realistic monastic sects have rarely participated, as far as achievements ...

The previous winners of the Four Seas Chess Game often couldn't even enter the top 30 at the May Fair.

Sister Cui is very worried that Jing Jiu does not understand these things, and wants to remind him that besides Tong Yanmei there are many opponents that he is difficult to overcome.

At this time they just walked through a wildflower and came to an open space between the cliffs. There were several pavilions scattered around. Somehow, there were few people here and they felt a bit deserted.

Sister Cui introduced to Jing Jiu: "She is called Niang Niang, and the three generations of Jingzong's disciples inherited from the former Asahi University."

A young girl with a round face stood in front of the pavilion with a quiet breath, freckles on her face, and added a little cuteness.

She smiled at Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue and said, "I have met two uncles."

Jing Zong and Qing Zongshan had a good relationship, and Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue nodded.

The four continued to walk forward, with a scholar standing in front of the pavilion.

The scholar was washed white in his old robe, holding the book in his hand, and wondering whether it was a classic or a chess game, he was shaking his head and silently reading the reader there.

Sister Cui lowered her voice and said, "Yi Mao Zhai's disciples are still in an old building, and the level of chess is extremely high. Last time the May Fair lost Tong Yan's third son."

Listening to the footsteps, the scholar raised his head and said: "I chose this pavilion, you go somewhere else."

This is very stiff. If it were not for his expression, it would be even more annoying.

Thurse said unhappy: "Why? We can challenge you too!"

The scholar looked at Jing Jiuyi and said, "I want to lose back to Qingshan earlier, so you can."

"Not bad."

There was a frivolous voice not far ahead.

There is a big tree, there is a pavilion in front of the tree, the sun is hard to come by, very quiet.

A childish teenager stood in front of the pavilion and looked at Jing Jiu mockingly said: "I heard that you are going to challenge Tong Yan. In the past two days, we have specially found your chess score to read it. It is really ugly. If you want to live more today Time, do n’t stop here, the farther away from us the better, otherwise you will die worse than your chess. "