The Path Toward Heaven

146 The Fire on the Chessboard

"Gu Yuanyuan, his father was the general of the North Army, and he was abruptly snatched by the Fengdaojiao for some reason a few years ago. At that time, there was a big disturbance."

Sister Cui lowered her voice and said, "Someone said that Master Daosheng took a fancy to his chess skills, and wanted him to teach the May Fair on behalf of Fengdao and get some limelight."

At the Mei meeting, I heard the name of Fengdaojiao. Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue were a little surprised and interested.

The young man named Gu Yuanyuan was arrogant and completely different from the hidden messenger who once went to Qingshan to participate in the sword washing.

In this way, Jingzong queniang, Yi Mao Zhai Shang old building, Feng Dao Jiao Gu Yuan Yuan are popular candidates for this year's May Games.

In the eyes of many people, their chess skills are much higher than the so-called national hand, which may slightly threaten Tong Yan.

The monks who participated in the May Fair were naturally reluctant to meet such a strong chess player at the beginning, so the forest looked so deserted.

The words of Yi Maozhai scholars and Gu Yuanyuan made Thurse angry, and she angrily said, "Who are these people?"

Zhao Layue thought of Tong Yan outside the old Meiyuan that day and said, "The brains of people who like to play chess are a little different."

She meant to say that good chess players regain the victory and defeat. They have a different way of thinking than ordinary monks, but they are inevitably understood by others when they are heard.

Thurse's eyes became brighter, and he felt that this sister was indeed the owner of Peak Mountain, so it was so domineering to speak.

Hearing this, Shangjiu and Gu Yuanyuan and the monks in the distance were very angry. Even Jingzong's queer girl couldn't help but smiled bitterly, but what can she do?

Jing Jiu didn't say anything, didn't stop in the forest, and went on.

Looking at the scene, some monks shook their heads in disappointment, the ridicule on Gu Yuanyuan's face was even stronger.

There are green trees everywhere in the mountains, but not too dense. It can cover the scorching sun and leak the sun. A small river flows through it. The grass is green and the scenery is beautiful.

Jing Jiu stopped and said, "The stream is very clear, so here it is."

Looking around, she found that there was no pavilion nearby, and she couldn't help but get angry. She thought she wasn't going to pick a place for a spring tour. Which pavilion were you going to?

Zhao Layue looked at the grass by the stream, and thought he was really going to bask in the sun?

"Thank you."

Jing Jiu said to Sister Cui that although he didn't listen carefully, he didn't care about the masters who participated in the chess game.

Sister Cui smiled slightly.

Thurso asked with some distrust: "Have you remembered?"

Jing Jiu said, "I have remembered it."

Zhao Layue thought she was really good at cheating the little girl.

"There is another very powerful one."

Thurse said very seriously: "It hasn't appeared yet, I will see you later."

As time went by, there were more and more people in the mountains. Although no one talked loudly, it gradually became noisy.

Many people have noticed that the Qingshan Sect has never appeared.

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Xishan Curie.

Yao Songshan hesitated and said: "Uncle Shi, although in the past, we rarely participated in the four events of piano, chess, calligraphy, painting and calligraphy, but isn't Xiaoshi unavailable today?"

Qingshan disciples stood in the courtyard, waiting for Nan Wang to speak.

Nan Wang said: "I don't know how to play chess, and I know that this kind of thing is useless to have more helpers. You have to cheer for nothing but disturbing his mind."

The Qingshan disciples listened to this reluctantly. If they thought so, they could go and see.

It is important to know that the victory or defeat of today's chess battle is not a matter of Jing Jiu alone, nor is it just a matter of God's last peak, but the prestige of the entire Qingshan Jianzong.

"I know what you are thinking. Jing Jiu will enter the final decisive battle later, and it is not too late."

Nan Wang walked up to the stone steps and looked to the distant mountains and said, "If he loses at the beginning ... then why should we lose this person?"

The disciples felt even more helpless. Do you really think that Uncle Master can overcome so many chess masters and finally walked in front of Tong Yan?

Nan Wang knew what the disciples were thinking and said, "Impossible? Before he defeated Gu Han and cut off Nanshan Feijian, do you think this might happen?"

The disciples were stunned and thought that this was indeed the case. They actually expressed some inexplicable confidence in Jing Jiusheng.

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There was a little commotion in Qipanshan, and there was a lot of discussion, and countless eyes looked towards somewhere.

Seeing the girl on the mountain road, where Gu Yuanyuan still had the previous unconcerned force, she looked very nervous and said to herself.

"Why did Donger's sister come? She won't be in the pavilion, too?"

His tension stems from not only hoping that the other party can participate in the Mei-Mei chess game and have more opportunities to contact, but also does not want the other party to be hurt by losing to themselves.

That young girl was the first of the Meihui Qin battle, the fruit winter of Shui Yue'an.

Jing Jiu was watching the water by the stream, listening to the name that appeared in the discussion, and turned to look at it.

Guo Dong's face is as ordinary as the rumors, and his eyes are not special, only Fenglong's nose is a bit noticeable.

But I don't know why, this ordinary girl let Jing Jiu watch for a long time, and he took it very seriously.

Zhao Layue also looked over, and then remembered the piano sound he heard in the back garden of Meiyuan that day.

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The turmoil in front of the chessboard resurfaced, and the discussion was louder because the people from Zhongzhou came.

The mountain wind flicked the white gauze, making the beautiful face inside move more and more, without any fragrance, but many people seemed to smell it.

Surrounded by the same gate, the girl walked slowly on the mountain road, her posture and temperament were extremely weak, and she was curled like smoke.

Looking at the picture, he snorted quietly and said nothing.

She is the daughter of Xuanling Sect Master, and Bai Zao is the daughter of the head of Zhongzhou School. If people look at her unhappy, who knows what will happen?

She is still young, but she still knows how to make a difference on this occasion.

Luo Huainan still did not come.

The mist moved slightly, and two figures appeared. Tong Yan and Xiang Wanshu went up the mountain road at the same time.

As the protagonist of the Meihui chess game, of course he finally arrived.

Countless salutes sounded one after another.

Unlike Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue's previous treatment, this time regardless of their relationship with the Zhongzhou faction, people are paying tribute to Tong Yan.

Not a tribute to the Zhongzhou faction, but only to him.

Tong Yan ’s high level of chess is indescribable. He has n’t lost a few years. He lost the Chaoge City player a few days ago, once again proving his invincible status.If it is just like this, it is more important. More importantly, he entered the Tao with chess, and then raised chess with the Tao, pushing the level of Qidao Continent to an unprecedented height with only one person.

These young masters of chess, such as Jingzong Queniang, Yimaozhai Shangjiu, and Fengdao Jiao Gu Yuanyuan, have only spent a few years under the influence of his chess thought and style. And those seniors in the spiritual world can even say that they can sweep their peers at any level in their era, but now they can only follow the footsteps of Tong Yan.

According to chess theory, Tong Yan can definitely be called a cross-cutting ancient and modern, and sanctified against each other.

Most of the monks who came to Qipan Mountain today are people who are good at chess and those who know chess. How can they not pay the highest respect to such characters?

Tong Yan walked towards the mountain.

Numerous sights followed.

He walked across the bamboo sea, pine forest, wildflowers, and came to the open space between the cliffs.

There are three pavilions, and three people stand in front of the pavilion.

In addition to Tong Yan and someone, the three strongest players in the world.

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"You finally came."

Shangjiulou had already put down the book in his hand, and looked at Tong Yan's eyes full of the intense emotions rarely seen by Mao Zhai's disciples.

In the past two sessions of the May Meeting, he once entered the top four and once into the top sixteen, both of whom were defeated by Tong Yan.

To say who wants to defeat Tong Yan at the Mei Conference most, it must be him.

Tong Yan stopped and looked at him and asked, "Are you waiting for me?"

Shang Jiu Lou took a deep breath and said, "Yes, I must win you this time."

Tong Yan said: "Writing and painting can only be best if you practice hard, so your disciples are good at playing, but playing chess requires talent, how can you win me?"

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(Here I recommend the new book of the old classmate Hetian Demon God ... I really forgot, I hope it is not too late. The book is called Urban Hypocrite.