Although the thin Taoist priest practices at the top of Zhaogong Mountain all year round, he will also go down the mountain every once in a while.

As a young man, the slender Taoist priest naturally knows a lot about the recently popular Huqin Divine Comedy.

The thin Taoist priest vaguely remembered that when he heard the sound of the huqin for the first time that day, he almost knelt down in excitement.

"This song should only exist in the sky, and it is rare to hear it in the world!"

This is the feeling of the thin Taoist priest at that time about Ji Lin's nameless qin song.

This song, the thin Taoist priest has always treasured in his mobile phone, and he will listen to it every night before he can sleep.

The thin Taoist priest still remembers that day there was a problem with his mobile phone, and he didn't listen to the Divine Comedy for a whole day, and he felt that painful.

It was also from that day that the thin Taoist priest gritted his teeth and bought a two-step mobile phone to prevent himself from being in pain if he couldn't hear the sound of heaven one day.

The more the thin Taoist priest listened to the sound of the piano, the more he felt that the person who played it was extraordinary.

"If I have the chance, I will definitely visit this senior one day."

This is the feeling that the thin Taoist priest will have every time he listens to the sound of the piano.

However, what the thin Taoist priest never dreamed of was that this "master of the world" who played the huqin turned out to be the young and outrageous "junior" in front of him.

"Mr. Ji is talented, I am convinced, I am convinced."

The thin Taoist priest let out a long sigh, and looked at Ji Lin with no contempt, but a deep sense of awe.

"Lao Mao, you see I'm not wrong, right? I knew that Mr. Ji would definitely come here today. ”

"With Mr. Ji here, this time I will be able to defeat the islanders, and I will be ashamed for many years!"

"Yes, with Mr. Ji sitting here, what are some island people?"

There was a burst of laughter from the rear, Lin Lao, Mao Lao and Zhan Lao, the three elders of Yulei who moved Shudi, came together.

"I'll wait, I've seen Mr. Ji." The three elders shook their heads at the same time, and their eyes were full of admiration when they looked at Ji Lin.

From the moment Ji Lin entered the company, the three elders knew that Ji Lin was outstanding.

On that day, Ji Lin defeated the little dog with calligraphy, and the three elders' admiration for Ji Lin climbed to an extreme.

"Three seniors, you are all in the archaeological community, it seems that you don't need to be so respectful to Mr. Ji, right?"

Wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, the thin Taoist priest was a little unwilling.

That's right, Ji Lin's Huqin technique has won the respect of the thin Taoist, but why can you still win the respect of the three elders of Yulei?

The so-called art industry has a specialization, in the eyes of the thin Taoist, Ji Lin is so "fine" at such an age that Huqin is so "fine", it is difficult for him to achieve something in other aspects

But now the three elders of Yulei have a picture of me being a junior, which ...... What's the situation?

"Second Dao Chief, you don't know, Mr. Ji has just entered my Yulei Group for less than half a month, and he has solved the mystery of the three hundred years of the sinking of the Great West Emperor's thousand ships, and has made outstanding contributions to my archaeology in the Middle Earth." Caressing his white beard, Lin Lao said with emotion.

"If it's just that, it's just that, but Mr. Ji can use cursive as a sword to defeat Koizumi Fuji of the famous island country, and he can be called a contemporary cursive master." Old Mao looked admiring.

"Yes, I heard that Mr. Ji's attainments in regular script have also reached the first realm of Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy."

"Such a rare person, this is my luck in Shudi, the luck of Middle Earth." This time it was Zhan Lao who spoke.

As soon as the words of the third elder of Yulei came out, Elder Du and Elder Jiang were moved at the same time, and their eyes looked at Ji Lin with more and more admiration.

"Senior, it turns out that you are really here, as soon as the disciple is clear, please take it in from your seniors."

Just when the thin Taoist priest was a little dazed, a trembling voice of surprise came from behind.

But it turned out to be a fat Taoist priest who blessed his soul and climbed up from the halfway up the mountain.

"Senior brother, what's going on? How can Ji Lin be virtuous, how can he let you make such a big gift? ”

The thin Taoist priest's "double" and "legs" are soft and his mouth is dry, and he just feels that this world is really crazy.

The cultivation of the thin Taoist is higher, but the Taoist attainment is not as good as the fat Taoist.

For more than 20 years, the fat Taoist has always been the idol of the thin Taoist and the most respected person.

But now, his most respected brother actually gave such a big gift to a junior, and said that the seniors wanted to apprentice, isn't this too ridiculous?

"Senior brother, you are presumptuous, Mr. Ji's spiritual objects of Tai Chi have reached the supreme realm of Wu Ji Shengtai Chi,"

"With such power, how can you not be a great gift from me?" The fat Taoist priest shouted angrily.

"This ...... This! The thin Taoist priest was completely dumbfounded, and his gaze at Ji Lin was shocked.

Elder Du Jiang, the third elder of Yulei, and his senior brother, the respect of these people overlapped together, like a sharp blade, and finally made the thin Taoist lower his proud head, understanding that he could not be compared to Ji Lin.

However, if he admits defeat like this, the thin Taoist priest asks himself if he can't do it.

"Today is a chess battle, although Ji Lin is powerful, I don't believe that his way of gambling will be better than mine!"

The five-fingered fist was clenched, and a trace of madness flashed in the thin Taoist's eyes.

The dragon fights in the wild, and its blood is yellow!

The Xuanhuang Dragon War is once every ten years, and it is the highest level of battle in the chess world of Middle-earth and the island country.

This battle is not only a battle between two countries, but also an internal struggle between the powerful of their own countries!

"If I can defeat Ji Lin today, then I will definitely be able to make a name for myself."

The more he thought about it, the more burning the thin Taoist priest's heart became, and he couldn't wait to fight Ji Lin immediately.

Soon after, at Du Shiya's birthday party, Ji Lin saw Mr. Su, a master of ancient buildings; Mr. Tao, a ceramic calligrapher who has seen at the calligraphy exhibition of Qingzhu Hotel; Feng Lao, a famous pen maker, and many heroes were present.

These people, without exception, all saluted Ji Lin in a respectful tone.

The thin Taoist priest who watched this scene was a little depressed, and secretly said that Ji Lin was an old monster who had not died for thousands of years, how could he understand everything and be "fine", this is not scientific.

In addition, there are some older generations from all over the country who dare to come.

Under the recommendation of Jiang Lao Du Lao, Ji Lin had a general understanding of the current chess circle in Middle-earth.

"In addition to me, the people who came to participate in the war today are fat and thin and slightly younger, and the rest are all over sixty years old, no wonder my island people will laugh at me as no chess player in Middle-earth." Ji Lin had some feelings.

"It's coming, it's coming, the islanders are coming." In the crowd, I don't know who underestimated it, and everyone was "commotion" and "moving".

"Hey, why did so few people come from the island country this time? It's weird. ”

Glancing at the islanders who were coming quickly, Du Lao was a little stunned.

"Every time the people of the island come in groups, today only two people came."

"Could it be that they knew that it was not Mr. Ji's opponent, so they sent someone casually?" Jiang Lao frowned, and said with some uncertainty.

"Ji Linjun, I didn't expect that after less than a week, we would meet again." Koizumi Fuji looked at Ji Lin with complicated eyes.

If it weren't for the fact that the strong man who really represents the island country today is Mr. Big, the little dog is unwilling to say anything to face Ji Lin's "nightmare" of the past.

"My island country is rich in land and resources, although the old man is a one-man war, he is easy to face!" Caressing the white beard, Mr. Big's arrogant and unruly voice suddenly rolled and echoed in the void.

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