Ding Chunqiu fled without a fight, so that the few people on the field couldn't help but slow down, but he didn't expect this star old immortal who was "worthy of heaven and earth, mighty and powerful" to run away like this, so crisp and neat, without a trace of hesitation at all.

The six immortals of Peach Valley only laughed and fell, and the people of the Xingzhu Sect looked at each other, and I don't know who shouted and hurriedly threw away the gongs, drums, and silk bamboos, and ran away in an instant.

And the man in the iron mask who blocked the disaster for him was even more dumbfounded, he was not Ding Dian's opponent in the first place, but he was able to withstand the other party with his cold and strong internal strength, so that his hands were even more flustered, and after a few moves, he was hit in the chest by Ding Dian's palm, curled up on the ground, and vomited two mouthfuls of cold blood foam from his mouth.

However, Ding Dian did not pay a price, the cold energy penetrated deep into the body, fortunately, the "Divine Illumination Sutra" was extremely wonderful, but in a moment, the cold energy was forced out, and he waved his palm, leaving a long frost path on the ground.

"This person's internal strength is extremely cold and strong, and his martial arts seem to have the characteristics of both good and evil, and he is not much inferior to the two elders of Xuan Ming." Zhang Wuji exclaimed and said.

Zhang Xinyi said with a smile when he heard this: "Wuji has good eyesight, if what I expected is not bad, this person should practice the Yijin Sutra, and accidentally sucked all the cold poison of a thousand-year-old ice silkworm before he can cultivate it." ”

"Yi Jin Jing!" The Ming Sect was shocked, the Yijin Sutra was the treasure of the Shaolin Sect, how could it fall into the hands of this Xingzhu Sect.

"I see, with the internal force of the Yijin Sutra, it is just right to resist the cold strength of the ice silkworm, and at the same time, the cold strength of the ice silkworm and the internal force continue to clash, which can promote the cultivation of the Yijin Sutra." Zhang Wuji studied pharmacology and toxicology, and once heard of the name of the ice silkworm from Hu Qingniu, and after a little thought, he guessed the process.

While everyone was talking, suddenly seven or eight monks came up on the avenue, all of them were wounded, and the wolf was very bèi.

When the little monk in the pavilion saw this scene, he shouted "ah" and shouted, "Uncle Shi, your old man is also here." "Walk out of the pavilion quickly, and walk quickly to greet the monks.

Although the old monk was a little wolf, his injuries were not serious, and after seeing the little monk, he hurriedly said, "Xuzhu, avoid it, Ding Chunqiu, the old monster of the stars, is close to the left, and it is just that he suddenly made a move and injured your Xuanqi Master and Ancestor." ”

However, what he didn't expect was that when everyone in the pavilion heard this, they looked at a young man together.

The old monk was stunned in his heart, and said in his heart: Who are these people, he saw that everyone in the pavilion was extraordinary, and they all had their own bearings, and they should not be ordinary people. Suddenly I remembered something, yes, just now the old monster of the stars saw that I was heading here, and he didn't continue to chase after him, it was because of them.

This old monk's name is mysterious, his status is respected in the Shaolin faction, and he is experienced in the rivers and lakes, so he can see the problems at a glance.

Xuzhu's face showed a hint of strangeness, and he walked quickly towards Xuanyan, whispering in his ear the origin of everyone in the pavilion.

After listening to Xuan, he never imagined that this young man was the "King of Fudong" who caused a sensation in martial arts on the rivers and lakes today. Don't dare to slack off, walk into the pavilion quickly, and salute Zhang Xinyi and the others, "It's hard for Lao Xuan to see Sect Leader Zhang and the heroes of the Ming Sect. ”

Zhang Xinyi returned the salute and said, "I have seen Master Xuan Xuan in the Ming Sect, and the master seems to be in some trouble?" ”

"Ding Chunqiu chased and killed my disciples, but fortunately Sect Leader Zhang was here, so he was frightened back, and the old man thanked Sect Leader Zhang for his kindness." Although it was only by chance, Xuan Nan was unwilling to accept favors for nothing, and took the initiative to thank him.

"Lao Qu and the elder brother of Xuan Pain were instructed by the abbot to go to the Mingjiao Guangming Peak, and respectfully submitted the invitation, this is the third time that our temple has sent people to the Guangming Peak, but here they met with the four, and the fate is not shallow." As he spoke, he took out a big red post from his bosom and presented it with both hands.

Zhang Xinyi took the post and wrote: "Shaolin Temple abbot Xuan Ci, together with the heroes of the world, in the beginning of September, the ninth Double Ninth Festival, drive to Songshan Shaolin Temple to rejoice, and make good connections." ”

Although the Shaolin faction is not as good as the Wudang faction, Zhang Sanfeng, who is recognized as the first master of righteous martial arts, but it can dominate the group and rank first among all factions, all because the masters in its sect are like clouds and have a profound heritage, and there are dozens of people who have cultivated like Xuanyan alone.

Not to mention that there are still some hidden old monsters in the Shaolin faction, and there are three hundred-year-old guys who are not dead. And as far as Zhang Xinyi knows, there is also a sweeping monk in the Shaolin Sect's Tibetan Scripture Pavilion whose martial arts are not weaker than Zhang Sanfeng's, which can be called the boss-like storage zài at the bottom of the pass.

Glancing at the invitation, Zhang Xinyi smiled and said, "I like to join in the fun." On the ninth day of September, Mingjiao must visit Shaolin Temple. ”

Xuan Nan clasped his hands together and thanked him: "Sect Master Zhang will come at that time, and the temple will sweep the couch to greet each other to thank Sect Master Zhang for his assistance." After Xuan Nan finished speaking, he bowed deeply again and strode away with the disciples under his seat.

Although he escaped Ding Chunqiu's pursuit by mistake because of Mingjiao, he didn't want to be said by the Jianghu people that the Shaolin faction was using the protection of Mingjiao to save the lives of his disciples, so he left as soon as he finished his business.

At the same time, there were also several generals of the Gusu Murong clan, who did not want to stay here for a moment, and left here after the Shaolin monk.

It's just that what they don't know is that the reason why Zhang Xinyi didn't do it was not because of the Shaolin monk, but because he was interrupted by the old monster of the stars just now, but he remembered another thing and was too lazy to clean up these people himself.

"Count the time, that thing...... It's time to get started. Zhang Xinyi was thoughtful, swept his eyes, and glanced at Xiao Zhao beside him.

Xiao Zhao noticed his movements and looked up at him, his eyes were full of affection, and he smiled skillfully.

Just as he was thinking about something, suddenly two big men slowly walked into the pavilion. didn't speak, he directly took out an invitation and handed it to Zhang Xinyi.

I saw that the invitation card read: "Su Xinghe invited the world's talents who are proficient in chess to come to Henan Drum Mountain to play chess, and watch quietly day and night in Xia Cong, in order to meet." ”

Yang Xiao saw the content of the please sticker and said: "I have also heard of this Su Xinghe, although he is deaf and dumb, but he calls himself Mr. Cong, Duan is a strange person, proficient in astronomy and geography, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, medical divination, Qimen gossip, is a strange person in the martial arts, the sect leader may wish to see it." ”

Zhang Xinyi said in his heart that this was a coincidence, it was the pillow that came when he was sleepy, and he was thinking about what reason to use to go there, so he simply pushed the boat down the river and said: "In this way, we will meet this old man who is deaf." ”

Drum Mountain is not far from here, and Zhang Xinyi led everyone in the sect to the southeast.

After walking for about half an hour, the group entered a valley under the leadership of the two big men. The valley is full of pine trees, and when the mountain wind passes, the sound of pine is like waves. After walking through the woods, he came to the three wooden houses. I saw two people sitting opposite each other under a big tree in front of the house, and there were many people standing around them.

When I got closer, I saw a big stone between the two people who were sitting, and there was a chessboard on it, and the two were playing against each other.

On the right is a short, thin, shriveled old man, and on the left is a young man, but it is Duan Yu.

But I saw that the chessboard was carved on a big bluestone, and the blacks and whites were all crystal bright, and each side had made more than 100 pieces. The short old man threw a black man, and suddenly his eyebrows furrowed, as if he saw a strange and urgent change in the chess game. Duan Yu held a white seed in his hand and groaned.

After a while, Duan Yu put down the chess pieces, let out a long breath, shook his head and said: "The treasures that the old gentleman has placed are extremely profound and ingenious, and he can't crack them in his later life." ”

The old man won the chess game, and a miserable look appeared on his face, and said: "Childe's chess thinking is precise, these dozen ways of chess have reached a very high level, but I can't think one step deeper, it's a pity, it's a pity." Alas, alas, alas! He said "pity" four times in a row, and his regret was indeed very deep.

As soon as the old man spoke, everyone was surprised, and they all thought: It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that this Mr. Cong is deaf and dumb, why is there no consistency between what he sees today and the rumors, could it be that the rumors are wrong?

Next to the two, there were several people standing, one of whom was an old man with a crane boy face and a face as smooth as jade, it was the old monster Ding Chunqiu who had just escaped. When he saw Zhang Xinyi and others coming, his face was shocked at first, but for some reason, he didn't leave.

Not far from his east, there was a group of several people, who were handsome, chic and elegant, but they were Gusu Murong and others who had a relationship at the Dashengguan Heroes Conference that day, and behind him were four generals and Wang Yuyan and others.

In addition to them, there were a few Shaolin monks in the field, but they were the monks of the Xuan Sect who had just separated from the Mingjiao people, and they didn't know why they came here in the end.

"I have heard for a long time that Gusu Murong Clan's name of 'returning the other way to the other', and I also ask Murong Gongzi to give it a try." After Mr. Cong defeated Duan Yu, his eyes swept slightly in the field, and then he looked at Murong Fu and invited him.

Murong Fu bowed slightly, came to the big stone, thought for a moment, and suddenly proposed a white zi, which fell on the Qijiu Road in the "go" position, and there were many heroes who were proficient in the way of chess, and they all shouted "Miao", this hand is the key to cracking this "Zhenlong".

Su Xinghe nodded, and was about to respond to the sunspot, when suddenly a soft sound sounded in his ears, and a small black object flew from behind and landed on the 88th Road in the "go" position.

Not far away, a clear voice came from among the branches and leaves of the pine tree: "Murong Gongzi, you come to crack Zhenlong, the little monk should be the two, don't blame the presumptuous." The branches and leaves moved slightly, the breeze was blowing, and there was already an extra monk next to the chess game. This monk was wearing a gray cloth monk's robe, his divine light was shining, his treasure was solemn, and his face was slightly smiling.

"It's him, the Tubo national teacher Gu Mozhi." Yang Xiao recognized the identity of the person, and when all his colleagues looked at him, he showed a wry smile and said, "I once had a fight, and the two sides were defeated in only fifty moves. ”

The heroes of the Ming Sect swept their eyes and looked at each other, there were so many masters in this small drum mountain.

Xiao Zhao looked at the chess game, first stunned, and then looked up at Zhang Xinyi, and saw his expression that seemed to be smiling.

A voice was heard in his ears: "Good girl, I told you that you will become a great grandmaster comparable to the Five Peerless, and the time should be ...... today."

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