The Path Toward Heaven

The bell sounded, which means that Zen and He Guogong and other big figures have come to Qipan Mountain.

He Guogong walked to the top of the peak and looked down at the green forest below. He seemed a little thoughtful.

He is the host of the May Fair, and he has nowhere to ask for help despite all his thoughts, because Zen Zi didn't show up at all.

Zen Zi rested in the Sanqing Temple at the middle of the mountain.

Buddha Zongde rested in Taoist temple. This matter is a bit strange to see, but He Guogong knows that Zenzi doesn't care about it at all, so naturally he won't say much.

He glanced at the palace in the distance and said to the official standing next to him, "Then let's get started."

The bells rang again, and the Meihui chess battle officially began.

I don't know how many monks in Qingshan began to move and walked towards the pavilion that had been well-prepared.

Looking from the peak where He Guogong is located, it is like a chess piece moving on the chessboard, naturally giving birth to a feeling of marching on the battlefield.

Whether it is a monk standing in the same place or walking, he is still paying attention to several movements.

Of course, Tong Yan is the most talked about. People want to know who he will choose as his first opponent.

Or maybe he will choose an empty pavilion at random as he did a few times before the May Fair?

He Zhan, Que Niang, Gu Yuanyuan, Shang Jiulou and other masters also received considerable attention, and many eyes fell on that side of the river.

Tong Yan stood alone by the cliff, watching the clouds passing by the mountain, still unmoved.

He Zhanhuan and the little girl roast fish and drink in the upper stream.

Qin Niang, Shang Jiu Lou and Gu Yuanyuan moved, and walked into the pavilion that they had already chosen.

Seeing this scene, some monks' expressions changed slightly.

If in the end they still cannot select the chess pavilion, they will be assigned to the empty pavilion by the host.

It is conceivable that the pavilions of the trio, such as Queniang, will always be empty.

No one wants to encounter such a strong enemy in the first round of the May Fair.

Chess is an elegant thing. If you run and chase in the mountains, it will be too rude, but the speed of those monks walking is obviously accelerated.

They walked to the pavilion elsewhere.

It didn't take long for most monks who participated in chess battles to sit in the pavilion.

Someone noticed that Jing Jiu was actually sitting on the grass beside the stream.

"This is imitating Tong Yanzi?"

Some monks laughed and said, "It's ridiculous."

Someone said: "He Zhan did not choose a pavilion."

The monk sneered and said, "Who is He Zhan? Who is he?"

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The chess games in some pavilions have already begun.

There is a person outside the pavilion who is responsible for recording the game records, which is nominally to save the information. In fact, everyone knows that these game records will be sent down the mountain continuously-today, I do n’t know how many princes and nobles are waiting for these game records in Chaoge City For the huge price, since the imperial court could not stop it, it is also good to earn some money from it.

There are many pavilions where only one monk sits.

Some people are expressionless, others are mumbling to themselves, hoping that Tong Yan will not come here.

He Zhan walked back and stood next to Jing Jiu with a hip flask and asked, "Would you like to come?"

Jing Jiu said, "I don't drink."

He Zhan said: "But you play chess."

Jing Jiu glanced at him.

He Zhan said: "If you want to win Tong Yan, first pass me."

Jing Jiucai understood what he meant.

Zhao Layue and Sister Cui were a little surprised.

Seeing half of the grilled fish in his hand, he felt that it should be thrown to the ground, and felt pity again.

She has never had such a delicious grilled fish.

Even if it is the ability to grill fish, He Zhan seems to be the second in the world.

Many people noticed the movement here and were very surprised to hear He Zhan's invitation to fight.

Only then did they know that He Zhan had not chosen the chess pavilion because of this idea.

Will Jing Jiu accept it?

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Jing Jiu said: "No, I have an appointment with others."

He Zhan didn't think he would be rejected. He raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Who?"

Jing Jiu did not answer his question again.

He left the stream and walked somewhere.

There was an uproar.

Not because he rejected He Zhan's invitation to fight, but because ... Tong Yan moved!

Almost at the same time Jing Jiu stepped up, he had been standing by the cliff for a long time, turned around and walked towards somewhere.

Countless lines of sight moved with Jing Jiu and Tong Yan.

Even those monks who have already started playing chess have subconsciously stopped their movements and looked over there.

People were more and more shocked, and even He Zhan opened his mouth.

Jing Jiu and Tong Yan seemed to be walking to the same place.

Everyone's walking is a line left between heaven and earth. As long as they are not parallel, they will always meet.

The place where they will meet is not on the cliff, not on the creek, or on the Meibian.

It is very secluded, there are dozens of heterogeneous wild plums, hiding a low pavilion in between, if you do not pay attention, it is difficult to find.

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He Zhan understood.

Everyone in the mountain gradually understood.

The game that attracted the most attention in this year's Meihui chess game was, of course, the battle between Jing Jiu and Tong Yan.

In a certain sense, this game of chess represents the battle between the Qingshan Sect and the Zhongzhou faction, and it is another contest between the authentic leaders of the Taoism.

His Majesty the Emperor suddenly decided to watch the chess game, he should just want to watch this game.

In the eyes of many people, Jing Jiu wants to meet Tong Yan, at least a few games need to win before meeting Yan Tong a few days later.

If he has this strength or luck.

Who would have thought that they would meet at the very beginning of today's chess game.

This is certainly not accidental.

It turned out that from the beginning to now, they never thought of going to another pavilion.

They want to play the first game.

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He Guogong stood on the top of the peak, looked at the picture below, very speechless, waved and said: "Hurry to inform the palace."

If your emperor can't see this game, you can't do anything good.

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Nan Wang took the Qingshan disciples and walked outside the Xishan Residence.

Many disciples still have the suspicion after hearing the news.

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Zenko withdrew his gaze to the Taoist mud statue, and looked at the Taoist priest who came to the newspaper and asked, "Who will do it first?"

The Taoist said: "When I left, I was guessing first."

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The fresh breeze passed through the wild plum bush and entered the pavilion. There was no fragrance but a little more coldness.

Tong Yan said: "You can understand what I mean, it's quite smart."

Jing Jiu said, "It's so easy."

Tong Yan grabbed a few pieces and moved to the top of the board without releasing.

Jing Jiu knew this was guessing first.

His eyes fell on Tong Yan's hands.

Countless lines of sight fell on Tong Yan's hands at the same time.

Zhao Layue was looking at Jing Jiu.

She remembered again what he said.

The sun is there, how can I not watch?

But the real sun is so bright and dazzling, who can really see it?

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(From the beginning of the night, I often use the three words of Meibian, because I like Wang Lihong's song very much.

In addition, Dao Chaotian is really the book I deleted most by myself. I write and delete it. I do n’t know how many sentences I deleted. It ’s not self bragging, but I think again how wordy I wrote before, and then I think of this year ’s overhaul What kind of hard work will be in Qingyu years.)