Guan Changkong looked over there and said in surprise: "That person from Tianji Pavilion seems to be very powerful, why haven't you heard of it before?"

Liu Panpan said: "Bai Mosheng is the third disciple of the chess path of Tianji Pavilion, and he loves chess the most in his life, and it is said that his practice is also to enter the Tao with chess, which should not be underestimated. ”

When she says "not to be underestimated", she doesn't mean chess, but at any time, but someone is obviously wrong.

Cha smiled and said, "Cultivators practice first, and if they spend a lot of time on this, they are destined to have no chance with the Great Dao. ”

This is not true, and this young man is very likely to be successful in the future. ”

Cui Weiming picked up the cup on the table, blew it gently, and the hot tea instantly became the most suitable temperature, and said: "Of course, cultivators should focus on cultivation, but there are three thousand avenues, and the path for cultivators to move forward is not only one way to sit on the gong and transform the spirit, but playing chess can also be some kind of practice. ”

For example, the heads and masters of the twelve peaks of the Changming Sect deal with the affairs of the sect on weekdays, and rarely retreat or meditate, they seem to be idle or busy all day long, but they just can't see the cultivation but they are making progress every day, this is the truth.

Cui Weiming looked at these young faces and said seriously: "It is undeniable that sitting on the gong and transforming the spirit is indeed the most effective way to improve cultivation, and it is also the foundation of cultivation. If you can preach through simple meditation, then everyone is in retreat, and what kind of human world are you going to experience?"

The disciples bowed slightly, and said with a straight face: "Uncle Xie instructs." ”

Feng Xiaohan squatted under the tree, thinking that this matter was not absolute, for example, a line of dust could reach the Lingxiao Realm.

Cha smiled and asked: "He entered the Tao with chess, and put his life into the nineteen paths, and his chess skills should be unparalleled in the world, but he only ranked third." Does that mean he's not really committed?"

Cui Weiming pondered for a moment, and finally said with a little emotion: "Some things, after all, depend on talent. ”

Hearing this, the disciples fell silent.

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The yellowish leaves in the corners reflect the morning sun, and the morning light falls on the chessboard, which is somewhat mottled by the mottled shadows, like those intricate chess pieces between the chessboards.

This time, the hero was holding a black chess piece, and at this time he was looking at the chessboard intently, calculating quickly in his heart.

Bai Mosheng was also looking at the chessboard, the difference was that his expression did not look nervous, and he even had the leisure to take a sip of tea.

Chen Yingying thought for a long time and finally left a son, Bai Mosheng didn't think about it and followed with a white son,

Many people don't have high cultivation, so they can't see the specific situation on the chessboard because of their lack of eyesight, but looking at the expressions of the two, he can easily see that the situation seems to be very unfavorable to him.

I saw that Chen Yingying's forehead was a little wet, his expression was extremely focused, there were huge waves in the sea of knowledge, and his spirit was tense to the extreme, and he couldn't even calculate a clear route with his computing power.

This game of chess may be the most aggrieved game in his life, the black and white in the game are staggered but not clear but entangled, a game of scattered sand can not be connected at all, there is no situation at all, the two sides just eat each other, and then there is no merit. Not even two beginner hand talks,

It's hard to imagine anyone playing chess like this.

To put it mildly, this game of chess can be described as an antelope hanging with horns without a trace, like a leaf that makes people unable to see the situation clearly, foggy, and dangerous everywhere.

To put it crudely, this white chess is a-stirring stick, without any rules, and does not follow the routine at all, but it can disrupt the rhythm of black chess, and can hit the opponent's most painful point every time, forcing the opponent to mess with himself.

After half an hour, Chen Yingying often thinks for a long time before he settles, but Bai Mosheng doesn't think about it at all, just like a gentleman who can't play chess but wants to force a chess player to sit down with others.

Some people passing by couldn't help but stop and look at it, only to feel dizzy and confused, and they couldn't understand what they were doing.

Among them, several disciples of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion couldn't help but smile at each other after seeing this scene, looked at Chen Yingying with pity and left, obviously having a similar experience.

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On the side of the Tianji Pavilion outside the venue, there are also a few eyes looking here,

A thin-looking disciple smiled at the fellow disciple beside him and said, "Xiaobai has started again, his set is really nerve-wracking. ”

The fellow disciples beside him looked respectful, obviously very respectful of this person, and when they heard his words, they all nodded and said, "Senior Brother Bai is really good at chess, and he will win this game." ”

This thin disciple is the chess club's much-watched Qian Qianqi, a hot spot for trading in major gambling houses outside.

Even he said that Bai Mosheng's method was nerve-wracking, so it was really difficult to crack, and even he had to waste a lot of spirit, let alone others?

Of course, Chen Yingying could see that the other party's seemingly random every step was carefully designed, but looking at the position of those white sons, he couldn't think of what kind of danger was behind the fog.

After the two sides lost ten sons again, Bai Mosheng did not fall as quickly as before, but drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, sat up straight, and said seriously: "I'm going to start." ”

As he spoke, a warm white jade chess piece fell on the chessboard,

This son connects all the white sons together, from unrelated to related, and the feeling is like a strong breeze blowing through the fog, revealing the truth behind it.

Even the person who recorded the chess score was shocked, he knew that this game must be dangerous and abnormal, but he didn't expect that what was hidden in Bai Mosheng's chaotic chess game was so real.

Chen Yingying raised his eyebrows, and Bai Zi, who was still messy before, instantly became orderly, every place on the chessboard was a trap, and Heizi happened to be surrounded by the other party, and he unknowingly did such a thing under his nose in the previous move.

"There is such a thing in the world!"

Chen Yingying exclaimed: "Bai Mosheng, the national hand of the Heavenly Machine, is really extraordinary. ”

Bai Mosheng said calmly: "Your Excellency has praised it, it's time for you to play chess." ”

Chen Yingying groaned slightly, thinking that although his sunspot was mired in the quagmire, there was no room for relaxation, so he decided to make a final resistance and pick up a sunspot and fall somewhere.

Bai Mosheng raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Brother Chen's good chess move, he can still calculate calmly at such a time. ”

But no matter how calm the calculation is, it can't change the doomed facts,

After fifteen more sons between the two sides, everything was a foregone conclusion.

Chen Yingying sighed, got up and said, "Brother Bai is smart, I lost." ”

Bai Mosheng arched his hand and said: "Watching chess is like watching people, Brother Chen's chess path is above board, and there is no lack of wisdom and cunning, he must be a righteous gentleman, if you pass by Tianji Pavilion in the future, please be sure to come to the pavilion to sit and drink tea." ”

Chen Yingying also saluted: "It's just a scholar, I can't afford this compliment, but I will definitely go to Tianji Pavilion to pay a visit if I have the opportunity." ”

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Meng'er raised her eyebrows and asked, "Lost?"

Chen Yingying sighed: "Lost." ”

Meng'er snorted coldly and said, "Waste, there is still a face to come back, no wonder they all say that scholars are useless." ”

Guan Changkong hurriedly grabbed her arm, asked her to be quieter, and said softly: "Grandma, Tianji Pavilion, Immortal Sect, and Purple Palace Academy are all here, don't let anyone listen to them." ”

Meng'er pouted and said, "Changming is still afraid of this, even if you don't like it, let them come to me, Sister Meng, I'm not afraid." ”

Everyone knew that she was upright and had no malice, so they just smiled and didn't care.

Guan Changkong said helplessly: "I'm afraid that I won't be able to, but it can't affect the relationship between the two cases, no, it won't be wrong to say a few words of sarcasm." ”

Chen Yingying came to Feng Xiaohan and sat down, and said with a wry smile: "This person is too powerful, I can't get rid of him." ”

Feng Xiaohan asked, "What about me?"

He also participated in the chess meeting within Changming Sect before, and naturally he also learned how powerful Feng Xiaohan was.

Chen Yingying thought about it very seriously and gave an affirmative answer:

"He's no match for you!"