In the secluded realm, the most important thing is to take the initiative yourself, if the primary and secondary change hands, it is a defeat.

At this moment, Su Xinghe fell into such a situation, Feng Xue calculated almost all the chess moves with great intelligence, and led Su Xinghe into a trap with various psychological tactics, which really brought "wisdom" and "smallness" to the extreme. If it was Wu Yazi himself who was playing against Feng Xue, then there would still be a game of chess in this game, but Su Xinghe......

A small layout began to encroach on Su Xinghe's initiative, at this moment, Su Xinghe only felt that what he was facing was not a teenager, but a cold, thinking, but emotionless machine (of course, Su Xinghe didn't know what a machine was)!

"Agreed!" Feng Xue settled down, but Su Xinghe found that at some point, his big dragon had been cut off, but it was difficult to twist it, and he couldn't help but raise his face covered with cold sweat, and showed an ugly smile to Feng Xue and said:

"The Taoist chess is profound, and he is ashamed of himself. The first master laid down this game, no one has been able to solve it for decades, and today the Taoist chief unravels this treasure, and I am very grateful!"

Su Xinghe stood up as he spoke, walked to the front of the wooden house, stretched out his hand and said to Feng Xue-

"Dao Chief, please come in!"

At this time, it was not the Drum Mountain Zhenlong Chess Club in the original book, and there were only the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect and himself and Liuji, and no one would stop them at all.

Feng Xue didn't shirk when she heard this, just glanced at Liuji like this, and walked into the house by herself.

There was no portal in the room, but it was pitch black, which was different from the comic version, which made Feng Xue wonder.

"I really don't know how this half-plane is generated, obviously the force is Hong Kongman, but the plot is a version of the ......" Feng Xue frowned and continued to go deeper, and saw that on the stone wall blocked by the wooden house, there was a person sitting suspended in the air, and if you looked closely, you would find that a pitch-black rope was tied to his body, and then look at the appearance of that person, with a long beard of three feet, no one is white, his face is like a crown of jade, and there is no wrinkle. Although he is not young, he is still radiant and elegant.

This person is undoubtedly the one who has no cliff.

"I heard that the little Taoist is looking for me?" Wu Yazi's voice did not seem old, but it contained some exhaustion and vicissitudes.

"Well, I want to ask you to give me a letter of introduction, and I want to go to Tianshan Tong's predecessors to learn something. Feng Xue said with some embarrassment.

"Since the little Taoist can find me, and break the Zhenlong chess game, I should become my disciple, I am the head of the Xiaoyao faction, I will be the master of the senior sister's association, as long as you promise to help me kill someone after you have achieved something, I will pass on all my life's skills to you, how about it?" Wu Yazi smiled, he didn't know that Feng Xue had a good medicine in his hand that could cure him, after all, Su Xinghe was a person who respected his teacher, if the medicinal wine sent by Feng Xue was not checked first, how could it be given to Wu Yazi to drink? What's more, Feng Xue gave such a small cup, even if he really gave it to Wuyazi to drink, it would be useless.

"It's better to avenge the revenge of your predecessors. Feng Xue narrowed her eyes and said.

"No, my spine is broken, my sternum is shattered, it's not easy to hang my name, if I hadn't tried to find a successor who could inherit the mantle, I would have died a long time ago. Wu Yazi shook his head, and there was some sadness in his voice.

"Seniors don't have to give up, there is a medicinal wine in the hands of the poor Dao, which can increase longevity and make people redevelop like babies, think about it should be symptomatic, seniors may wish to try. Feng Xue took out a small green gourd from her arms, and just looked for a small bowl on the side, I am afraid that it is used for eating without Yazi on weekdays, but [vitality] into the bowl, but it emits a refreshing aroma of wine, Wuyazi just smells it, and feels that his body seems to have a little vitality again, and his eyes can't help but burst out with a trace of essence.

No one wants to die, not even Wuyazi, who has lived a painful life for almost thirty years, is not willing to die!

Internal force is injected into the ends of his hair, and Wu Yazi doesn't care if this drink is safe, after all, he is a waste, if someone wants to harm him, he should be hollowed out, not to mention that Feng Xue has already passed the test of entry, and it is easy to want his own skills and even everything, so there is no need to use this kind of brain.

Under the stomach of a bowl of emerald green [vitality], Wu Yazi only felt that his whole body exuded a vitality that he had never felt before, and with his control of himself, of course, he could feel that his body was rapidly waking up, reorganizing, and recovering.

"The predecessors have been paralyzed for many years, and the muscles have atrophied to the extent that they are still within the scope of the treatment of this wine, but after all, the bones are deformed, and if they are not broken and reconnected, I am afraid that it will hinder them......" Feng Xue saw that Wu Yazi's face showed joy, and she couldn't help but remind her.

Wu Yazi heard this, but nodded, he is a pedantic celestial, medical divination, star hexagrams, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are all intellect, how can he not see his state at the moment, the internal force agitated, the sternum that was originally crumpled together was broken by himself, and then forcibly restrained in the rightful position with internal force.

The vitality brought by the [Vitality] surged into his chest as if he had a purpose, and although it was slow, Wu Yazi could clearly feel that his bones were recovering.

But it was too complicated to maintain it with internal force, and he was not just a deformity of the sternum.

Years of hanging posture have made his arms and leg bones have different degrees of degeneration, which is unavoidable in the case of muscle atrophy, but now that there is hope, how can Wuyazi, as a perfectionist, allow himself to leave such shortcomings? But a bowl of [vitality] is limited after all, it is not easy for him to heal his sternum, and his spine is a big trouble, and spinal orthopedics, it is difficult for him to ensure that he can be awake, fortunately, Su Xinghe and his so-called [Hades enemy] 's apprentice is proficient in medical science, so he doesn't have to worry, it's just-

"I wonder how much wine is there, Xiaodao Chief?"

"Seniors, rest assured, this gourd has the power of Sumeru mustard seeds, and there are as many as ten jars of vitality!" Feng Xue shook the gourd, the gourd can hold more than ten jars of wine, but Feng Xue has already paid attention to giving it away, so he naturally has to divide some, and the same is true for the gourd given to Qiao Feng, after all, no matter how much it is, it can't be used, so why bother?

"Ten altars, enough!" Wu Yazi did not suspect Feng Xue's so-called Sumeru mustard seeds, but stretched out a strand of long hair, took a painting scroll from the side and handed it to Feng Xue-

"I'm physically inconvenient now, and my own apprentice is not good at learning, if you want to learn the martial arts of the Xiaoyao School, I'm afraid you can only go to the senior sister, you give her this painting scroll, she will teach you, but the senior sister doesn't have the Northern Shengong and Xiao Wuxiang Gong, I'll pass them on to you first......"

Wu Yazi is very shrewd, he didn't mention any apprenticeship, but he passed on all the essence of the door to Feng Xue, this is not to say that he doesn't pay attention to inheritance, but since Feng Xue got started, he found that Feng Xue practiced the most basic Xiao Zhou Tian handling method, and from his gestures, although there is a harmonious charm, there is no trace of external strength (because ripple qigong and gourmet cells adjust the body shape, otherwise Feng Xue's physical fitness is eighty percent a muscular man), which is enough to show that he does not have any martial arts mastership.

As for the gourd of that Sumeru mustard seed, and he calls himself a poor Taoist, that eighty percent is a certain Taoist disciple, and the Xiaoyao faction is also a Taoist sect, after all, faith has little to do with the sect, as long as you are not a Taoist ancestor but go to Shaolin to be a monk, there will be no obstacles.

Such a good seedling who has no teacher, and his body is full of martial arts of the Xiaoyao faction, even if he doesn't say it or admit it, he can only be a disciple of the Xiaoyao faction.