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This made Yu Gutian very speechless, not mentioning the hatred between Mingjiao and Getianshe, and it would be no problem to kill a scum like Gui Haogu on the spot.

After everyone left, Lin Yihong took Zhuo Nanyan's hand and asked in a low voice, "Child, what's your name?" ”

Zhuo Nanyan raised his head and said, "My name is Zhuo Nanyan!" ”

Lin Yihong stared at the red flame mark on Zhuo Nanyan's chest, and her voice trembled a little: "This nine-petal flame seal on your chest can only be stabbed by the sect leader and his own son, my eldest brother has no children, you... Aren't you the son of Zhuo Zang Feng Zhuo's sect leader? ”

Zhuo Nanyan said: "Yes, my father is Zhuo Zangfeng. ”

……

After some recognition, everyone is naturally happy.

Then the four of them walked to Mingjiao.

After a day on the road, the four of them finally arrived at Junshan Dongting Lake in the first month of the New Year.

Yu Gutian looked at Dongting Lake and said: "Connecting the distant mountains, swallowing the Yangtze River, the Haohao soup is really worthy of its name." ”

Yue'er squinted at Yu Gutian and said, "You kid has also read "The Story of Yueyang Tower"? ”

Yu Gutian said: "Who hasn't read Fan Wenzhenggong's "The Story of Yueyang Tower"? ”

In the Song Dynasty, Xu Gan admired Fan Wenzhenggong the most, he was the most virtuous figure in heaven and earth, and interpreted benevolence, righteousness, loyalty, and courage to the extreme.

Zhuo Nanyan said a little weakly: "I don't." ”

Yu Gutian......

Crescent Moon covered her mouth and snickered.

It was dusk, there was not a hint of wind, and the sparkling water was as flat as a mirror. A slanting sun was hovering low to the west, and the quiet surface of the lake was reflected in the setting sun.

In the depths of winter, there are still several fishing boats roaming the lake, plowing golden water lines. The water streaks slowly spread out in the sunset, turning into thousands of golden points of light shining with the waves, as if countless elves were dancing quietly.

The people in the area of Dongting Lake rely on the water of the lake for 800 miles to eat, and they have to look at the eyes of God when they enter the water to fish, and they have developed the folk customs of respecting gods and fearing ghosts since ancient times.

Lin Yihong took them on a boat for a while, and a small island adjacent to the water on three sides was in sight.

This local people commonly known as Dayun Island is the rudder of Mingjiao, the people of Mingjiao respectfully call it "Dayun Guangming Island", but the people in the rivers and lakes are afraid of calling it "Magic Island". ”

When the boat came to the shore, I saw that the island was covered with bamboo forests, and the twilight was four. Yu Gutian raised his eyes and saw that behind the sparse bamboo forest in front of him was a clearing, and there were more than 20 young men and women standing on the ground.

The two teenagers were high and low, and their shots were fast and fast. The group of young sectarians stared at them intently, and they didn't see Zhuo Nanyan and them coming.

Yu Gutian knew that these were all talents cultivated by Lin Yiyan.

"Brother Lin, you're here."

There was a loud explosion in the air.

Yu Gutian looked up and saw two old men sitting on the tall green bamboo beside him, one with white hair and a blue robe, dressed like a fisherman.

The old man across from him was a thin blue-robed scribe.

Under the high bamboo, there is a big bluestone, the stone criss-crosses the sub-chessboard, a game of chess has just entered the middle game, the loud shouting is obviously the white-haired fisherman, only to see that he is holding a white child in his hand, is scratching his ears and scratching his cheeks.

Lin Shuangyue couldn't help but smile and said to the old fisherman: "Jiuweng, you are gambling with Mr. Murong again!" Why don't you have a long memory, what are you going to lose to others this time? ”

The old fisherman said, "Bah, bah! It's unlucky for a chick to open her mouth! Who says I'm going to lose? A few days ago, Murong Zhi and I played seven games in a row, all of which were big wins, so that when he heard the name of my 'Nine Steps to the Sky' Peng Jiuweng, he had to jump into Dongting Lake to avoid it! ”

Crescent Moon said: "There must be no color head in those seven plates." ”

Peng Jiuweng said: "You said that guy deliberately lost to me?" And then lure me into taking the bait? ”

At this moment, a group of children hurriedly bowed to Lin Yihong and shouted in unison, "Meet Elder Baiyang!" ”

"Please."

Lin Yihong said.

At this time, his eyes were on the two children.

The two teenagers were fighting vigorously, and the short and stout boy on the ground made a fierce move, and the tall boy flashed, taking advantage of the situation, and sent his short body far away.

Lin Shuangyue said to Yu Gutian: "Yu Gutian, you will also practice martial arts in the future, but you have to remember it!" The disciples of the young martial arts of this sect have to conduct a round of 'Wu Ying Hui' big competition every six months, and the champions, Bangyan and Tanhua decided by the Wu Ying Club will be picked up by the five sons of the pure wind of this sect, and teach the martial arts of Gaoming, we have a total of five islands and seven islands around this big cloud island, and the five sons of the pure wind usually live on the five islands and seven islands. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the two old men on the bamboo tops and said, "Those two are Peng Jiuweng, the Ten Heavenly Envoy, and Murong Zhi, the Bright Envoy, who specially went to Dayun Island today to pick apprentices!" ”

Yu Gutian was silent, and he couldn't look down on these people.

There are only a few people in the wild goose flying world who really let him face it squarely.

At this time, Yu Gutian's attention was on the chessboard.

He was still curious about the Go of the ancients.

In modern times, there has been a debate between modern chess and ancient chess, some people think that ancient chess is powerful, and some people think that the top national players of ancient chess are only at the level of business in modern times.

Of course, this argument is simply not useful here.

Because when Go is associated with martial arts and philosophy, no one knows what kind of changes will happen to him.

At this moment, Peng Jiuweng has fallen into disadvantage.

Yu Gutian pointed to a corner and said, "Sharp here!" ”

Before a word came out, Murong Zhi on the top of the bamboo and Lin Yihong under the bamboo couldn't help but sigh at the same time, Yu Gutian's guidance was unexpected, and the white chess was not only expected to get out of trouble, but also faintly formed a clamping trend on the black chess.

Peng Jiuweng couldn't see the beauty of this move, but when he saw Murong Zhi's expression on the other side change slightly, he thought that this move couldn't be wrong, and laughed at the moment: "The hero sees the same thing!" It's rare that this little doll is as smart as an old man! ”

With two fingers flicking, Bai Zi landed on Yu Gutian's point with great precision.

Murong Zhi's face turned cold, knowing that Yu Gutian's hand was very clever, but he didn't want to think much about this child's move, so he responded casually.

Yu Gutian thought hard for a long time, and had already thought of a few wonderful moves, and when he saw that the black chess turn was indifferent, he ordered Bai Zi to rush out.

Lin Yihong didn't expect Yu Gutian to have good chess skills, so he watched intently from the sidelines, pondering silently.

Yue'er glanced at Yu Gutian in surprise: "This bad guy is quite powerful!" ”