Chapter 147: Friends
This silent distancing is only because the seal is a god.
Feng knew his own intentions, and said loudly: "Everyone, please take a seat." ”
Mo Sanci suddenly had a kind of sealing meaning, which was the idea of the master here.
The table in the private room is round and can sit around six people with normal body shape, so Cai Xu, Li Mingxu, and Yun Qian only thought about it, and sat down without rubbing.
It's just that the atmosphere of the private room is still so distant.
Feng Yi closed his eyes and sat quietly, Cai Xu, Li Mingxu, and Yun Qian suddenly seemed to have become sculptures, and they all sat quietly.
Mo Sanci didn't really want to sit with this group of people who were "meditating and participating in Zen", but they still meditated together.
Time seems to be pushed forward with little bit force, and the distance between everyone suddenly disappears because of the unified silence, as if they have made an appointment to meditate together.
Of course, the silence didn't last long.
Evening was fast approaching.
Someone hurriedly ran over and knocked on the door, Cai Xu knew it, got up and walked outside, the man said the situation, Cai Xu whispered a few words to the man, and when he turned around, he found that the few people who were sitting had gotten up.
Naturally, he invited a few people to join him, and it was not far ahead anyway.
There are three areas in the chess room: the communication area, the private room area, and the game area.
The communication area is the largest, filled with tables and chairs, equipped with chess sets, and separated by small low guardrails around each table, with plenty of space between the guardrails.
Most people play chess in this area, and every once in a while, they can interact with each other.
The private room area is a small room, the only advantage is that it is private and can be used for rest, and people who have made an appointment with a specific friend, some people with a small group, etc., will like to choose the private room area.
There is no need to spend any more money on private rooms, but they need to be booked, and for reservations, Yamashiro has a set of standards, and there are dedicated staff to manage these.
The play area is a play area, and there is only one area. It is a circular lobby surrounded by low to high steps, with a playing table in the middle, above which four large chess tabernacles are hung so that people can see the chess game of the two people playing against each other.
The game area is generally only opened when the two sides have made an official battle book, and the outcome of the official battle book will affect the list hanging high in the middle of the exchange area.
This time, Yi Jinhuai, the second son of Yi Shi, the head of the Yi family, will play against Fang Jili in Shancheng, and as soon as this news spread, the game area was immediately crowded with many people, and it was going to be untenable.
Last time in the game area, Ji Li won the arrogant Miss Yi Er by a considerable margin, which is equivalent to slapping the Yi family's face, this face, no matter what the Yi family says, should earn it back, otherwise, the reputation of the "divine calculation" created by the Yi family for themselves is afraid that it will not be guaranteed.
This divine calculation is not the same as divination and fortune telling, it refers to the calculation ability of the Yi family.
Being able to make accurate and fast calculations is, at some times, in some places, quite a high status.
Therefore, the status of the Yi family in the Qi State is so high, and even among the cultivators, there are those who recognize this status.
Things in the world have their own laws, and powerful calculations can calculate the probability of their occurrence through various factors, and even further calculate other things, which is a powerful ability.
For example, although the magic circle has a symbolic representation, it is indispensable to calculate the regularity and evolution......
The status and ability of the Yi family have always been side by side, but the second Miss Yi Jiangnai failed miserably three days ago, which is equivalent to pulling the Yi family off the "altar".
It is reasonable for the Yi family to come to regain face, but it is another matter who to let come.
Yi Jinhuai returned to Xiangchuan this morning, and flew to the mountain city in the evening on a white crane, and other people from the Yi family also came.
Yi Jinhuai is an enlightened person.
Almost all of the Yi family are cultivators, after all, calculating this kind of ability is enough to gain and understand.
However, Yi Jinhuai is not only talented in calculation, but also quite talented in swordsmanship, but the one who taught him to practice swords has always been a mystery, but Yi Jinhuai Saber Jingfeng is a divine sword, which is said to have been given to him by his master.
The Yi family asked Yi Jinhuai to come, and there were so many people who followed, there was a kind of pressure formation, but Yi Jinhuai and Ji Li were of the same age, and there was nothing wrong with the two of them playing against each other, not to mention that even if the Yi family came, the game should be open and transparent.
Mo Sanci sat in a special position prepared by Cai Xu, remembering the food competition held by human beings, those officials and businessmen also sat in a special position, but they were waiting to eat, and she would have to watch Ji Li and Yi Jinhuai play chess later.
Cai Xu asked people to bring over the chess set sent by Yi Shi.
Yi Jinhuai knew this set of chess pieces carved with strange textures, which his father had obtained from a Buddha and handed it over to Cai Xu.
Why do you use this set of chess today?
Ji Li narrowed his eyes and stepped onto the game stage.
The two bowed and took their seats.
Ji Li takes the black first.
When he fell, he faintly felt some darkness floating out of the place where he fell, but it only disappeared as soon as it passed, which seemed to be an illusion.
He had doubts in his heart, thinking of the monk, remembering the origin of the chessboard, and probably having some guesses in his heart.
At this time, Yi Jinhuai had already fallen, and Ji Li followed closely.
The two of you come and go, on par, and they are both a son and a son, there is no gap, the chess players are holding their breath, and the chess players are also holding their breath.
Thinking about it, these two people are both good in their hearts, and it is difficult to distinguish between the top and bottom.
Yi Jiangnai, who was extremely talented, was completely inferior compared to the two.
Mo Sanci looked at the layout on the chess table, and then looked at the two people who were playing against each other, and saw that the two of them showed a black and white aura, which matched the seal in the chess set.
This is a precursor to the lifting of the seal.
Suddenly, a goose-yellow figure squeezed through the crowd directly opposite Mo Sanci, and finally panted out of breath.
After Yi Yunqiao squeezed out, he hurriedly ran to the game table, but before he stepped on the steps, he was pushed away by the force swinging from the chessboard and fell to the ground.
Except for Ji Li and Yi Jinhuai, who knew and played chess in advance, everyone who was originally quiet was surprised, but this noise was only for a short time.
The surroundings were suddenly quiet, Ji Li and Yi Jinhuai were floating in the air, and under their feet, there was their unfinished chess game, but there was a different atmosphere of black and white attached to the chessboard.
Yi Jinhuai knew that there was another mystery at this time, but seeing that Ji Li'an was stable and moved the chess pieces in the air, he also stabilized his mentality.
His mind moved slightly, and the chess pieces fell to the place where he wanted to land.
He now seems to be able to only move chess pieces, unable to use psionic energy.
As soon as he finished his move, the strange aura on the chessboard suddenly collided, causing a series of fluctuations.
Both he and Ji Li were affected.
Ji Li looked at the third breath that suddenly rose, and at the same time as he fell, he listed the possibilities in his heart.
Yi Jinhuai is the same as Ji Li, but he has not fallen again.
Ji Li looked at Yi Jinhuai from afar, and Yi Jinhuai also looked at Ji Li.
Yi Jinhuai said: "Are you sure you want to continue playing this game of chess?"
Ji Li said: "Otherwise?"
Yi Jinhuai smiled, his smile has a unique style, and he is very gentle with anyone's smile, but this gentleness will disappear with the disappearance of the smile, like an illusion.
Yi Jinhuai said: "You should know, I don't want to come here, and I don't want to play this game of chess, I promised my father to come here because I still recognize you as my friend, but the friendship between us is not indestructible." ”
Ji Li said: "I know, but today's events can't be destroyed. ”
Yi Jinhuai laughed again, but this smile was a bit of a joke.
At this moment, the aura around them had begun to become chaotic, and they could all clearly hear the sound of a resentful and vicious dragon moaning echoing around them.
Ji Li and Yi Jinhuai are both in their hearts.
A white piece suddenly flew up and was about to fall, and between the lightning and flint, Yi Jinhuai's heart moved, and a chess piece almost fell with the white chess.
The white seed disappeared after Yi Jinhuai fell, and it was already on the chessboard by then.
Yi Jinhuai only felt that the aura around him was becoming more and more intense, and all the emotions in his eyes were collected, and he looked indifferently at the chessboard under his feet.
Ji Li dropped a shot and said, "It seems that you have to finish this game of chess." ”
Yi Jinhuai did not answer and continued to fall.
Ji Li also stopped talking, and the two continued to fall, one black and one white, and the black and white aura continued to collide between them, and the two of them endured the impact around them while falling quickly.
Finally, when Yi Jinhuai fell the last son, and the two ended the game with a draw in a four-tribulation cycle, on the chessboard, the vertical and horizontal lines were like knives, cutting straight down.
The black and white breath was absorbed by the thin strips cut out, and soon after the black and white breath was absorbed, a third cold breath began to emerge.
Yi Jinhuai said: "No matter what happens later, you remember, just don't speak." ”
Ji Li hasn't gone back yet, and he can't see anything clearly.
He seemed to be drowned by the waves of the sky for a moment, there was no sound in his ears, everything sank into the cold depths, and he didn't know the depths.
The coldness of Nether's Breath slowly invaded his soul, and his consciousness was cold.
He sank into an unknown place, as if he had been devoured.
His consciousness slowly faded, as if someone had taken him away.
Suddenly, a little golden light fell from above.
The light fell straight down and fell into his heart.
He felt a familiar power, something that the monk had given him.
The power carried him upward, the cold around him slowly melted, and he saw the light in front of him, within reach.
He reached out and touched the light lightly.
All darkness shattered, and he saw a pair of eyes full of viciousness.
He was stunned in his heart, and a huge black demon dragon covered with evil aura flashed in front of his eyes, and the eyes of the demon dragon were exactly the same as those in front of him.
He was about to look around, but he saw that the eyes dissolved in the light like white sugar melted in water, and what he saw was the playing area of the chess room.
Yi Jinhuai floated in the air like him, surrounded by a crowd of people who were looking at this side in surprise.
Later, standing beside Mo Sanci in the sky, he looked at Ji Li floating in the air, covered with Buddha light, and suddenly remembered what happened before.
Baoyuan is a human being, and he cultivates a knife, a simple butcher's knife - a knife that slaughters the unkind people in the world.
Later, there was too much killing on Bao Yuan's body, and he had already invaded the spiritual veins a little.
Once the evil nature enters the spiritual vein, it has a tendency to become an evil demon.
At that time, he could only show the sword spirit of the void spirit, and he took the weak Baoyuan to Daming Temple for medical treatment.
Jue Ming, the host of Daming Temple, looked at Bao Yuan in detail and said to him: "The donor of Bao Yuan needs to cultivate Buddhism. ”
At that time, he really didn't know: "Cultivating Buddhism?"
Jue Ming said: "The killing intent on the body of the Baoyuan donor is too heavy, and it can't be suppressed with the external Dharma, so the only way to do it is to cultivate the Buddha and eliminate it from his body." ”
A little monk immediately objected: "Master, that monster has a very ferocious nature, how can he calm down and practice the Dharma? It will only disturb the tranquility of the Buddha hall!"
Another little monk objected: "Yes, Uncle Jueming, that person's eyes are full of blood, standing there is a killing machine, why let this kind of person cultivate Buddha?"
Jue Ming did not defend himself, folded his hands, and said, "Monks should be compassionate. ”
"Master!"/"Uncle!"
Jue Ming quietly looked at the two little monks, the little monks' eyes were clear, but they were too paranoid.
"One thought is life, and one thought is death. He whispered "Amitabha" and said, "My Buddha is merciful and universalizes all sentient beings." ”
The two little monks lowered their heads, but they still didn't want to do it in their eyes.
Later, Bao Yuan followed Jue Ming, meditated and chanted the scriptures, and he also followed, and then later, Bao Yuan really washed away the killing.
It's just that Bao Yuan did not cultivate Buddhism, and Bao Yuan cultivated compassion.
Bao Yuan later became the guardian deity of the ground branch hall of Konglan Mountain, but about a thousand years ago, there was an incident in Muling, the earth branch hall was destroyed, and Bao Yuan disappeared.
He always thought that Baoyuan no longer existed, until the Buddha relics that Baoyuan gave him appeared unusually.
The Buddha relics were covered with Buddha light, and he saw the message left by Bao Yuan.
At that time, he knew that Baoyuan had been reincarnated, but this reincarnation process had gone through nearly a thousand years.
He didn't know what Baoyuan's soul had experienced in the past thousand years, but he only felt sad and uncomfortable.
That dull sadness lingered in his heart, and it pained him day and night.
Three years ago, he followed the induction of the Buddha relics to see Baoyuan, but saw that Xiangchuan was swept by the breath of the netherworld, and when he found Baoyuan, which is now Ji Li, Ji Li almost died.
Later, he cured Ji Li and returned to Huadu......
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At this time, Ji Li's mind was full of confusion, he rarely had a daze around him, and the subconscious calculation of his brain could completely allow him to have enough control to adapt to many changes.
But now that he was covered with Buddha light, the Netherworld Breath in his body had completely disappeared.
He never thought that a man like him, who had countless calculations in his heart, would be able to erase the breath of the netherworld.
He didn't know, let alone understand, how the Netherworld Breath in his body had been removed.
He had mixed feelings in his heart, and suddenly he didn't know what to do, only in a trance.
The Buddha's light disappeared after removing the Netherworld Breath from Ji Li's body, and when Ji Li floated down, he drove away the blank space in his mind.
He looked at the figure that disappeared behind the crowd and was about to catch up, but before he could act, Yi Jinhuai had already tightly clasped him - Yi Jinhuai pulled Ji Li's arm, and Ji Li only felt that except for his head, his body was difficult to move.
Surrounded by a boiling crowd, Ji Li looked at Yi Jinhuai.
Yi Jinhuai said: "Are you okay?"
Ji Li's mentality had adjusted, and he shook his head.
Yi Jinhuai let go of his hand and looked behind him.
Ji Li followed Yi Jinhuai's gaze and found that the young man who was with the monk was standing in front of the chessboard.