The old monk Huangmei and Duan Yanqing played chess, every move was a rivalry, and he didn't want to lose the first move in exchange for a toe, but his chess strength was slightly inferior to it, and after twenty-seven or eight moves, he encountered a difficult threshold, and he did not fall for a long time, and it was difficult to decide.

Duan Yu shouted in the stone room: "Fight back 'go to the position', don't lose the first move." ”

The yellow-eyed old monk laughed and said: "I originally had this intention, but it was difficult to make a decision, and the donor's words relieved the doubts in the old monk's heart." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao said in his heart: "Shameless! ”

Duan Yanqing said lightly: "Watching chess is silent, true gentleman." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao said: "A man with many mouths and many tongues is a villain." As he spoke, he raised his sword and knocked on the stone door.

Duan Yu was about to sneer at each other, but there was a loud buzzing in the room, which made him dizzy.

Mu Wanqing's internal strength has some foundation, and she is not afraid at all, but she was instructed by Duan Yu not to speak no matter what, so although her eyebrows were full of anger, she still did not speak.

Duan Yanqing smiled lightly in his heart, and then concentrated on the chessboard, and after a while, he pressed a hole to make a son.

After several rounds of confrontation, the old monk with yellow eyebrows was in danger again.

The two disciples behind him were so anxious that they glanced at each other, and walked towards Feng Xiaoxiao from the left and right.

Feng Xiaoxiao stared at the chess game with both eyes, and didn't even look at them.

The monk on the left stopped and said, "The little monk is angry, this donor also knows how to play chess?" ”

The monk on the right took the opportunity to lean towards the gap in the stone gate and whispered to Duan Yu inside, "Duan Gongzi, how should I get this off?" ”

The corners of Feng Xiaoxiao's mouth curled slightly, and he replied to Po Yan: "Is the master itchy?" Want to talk to the next hand? As he spoke, he raised his sword and knocked on the stone door.

Duan Yu saw the black sword crashing again. Shocked, he hurriedly shrank his head, covered his ears and retreated, obviously Fang Cai's taste was extremely uncomfortable, and he couldn't care about answering.

Breaking Anger reached out and grabbed the Xuantie Sword.

Another monk also stopped him from behind.

Grabbed in front and back, two people, four hands, and the blocking between square inches was tight, I thought it was foolproof, how could such a big sword not be caught?

I don't know that Xuantie suddenly has spirituality. It's just a few inches away, but it's sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes left and sometimes right. First in and then back, back and back, walking in a maze, drifting suddenly. Then you got to the exit.

It was as if it had turned into a swarthy streamer. Smooth as silk, the light yì swept through the tiny and constantly changing gaps.

With such complex changes, the Xuantie Sword was completed in an instant.

The two monks didn't have time to react at all, they only felt that this giant sword seemed to be completely disembodied, ungraspable, untouchable, like fog and lightning, and like a dream bubble, out of reach.

The stone chamber buzzed again. The length of the sound is the same as before.

Feng Xiaoxiao is talented after all. With the realization that the power should be subtle, I began to try to control it.

In the past, it was a big axe to split the cow, and now it is Ku Ding to solve the cow, and the ending is the death of the cow, but the effect is very different.

The former is rude and brutal, very labor-intensive, and fleshy and blurry.

The latter is full of artistic conception, and the wall is full of flying ash to put it mildly.

The two monks looked at each other, quite at a loss, not knowing whether to advance or retreat now, and were stunned on the spot.

Feng Xiaoxiao chuckled lightly and said: "The two masters are cultivators of Buddhism, and they pay the most attention to compassion, so don't talk to Duan Gongzi anymore, otherwise he will suffer in a wisp, isn't it the fault of the two of them?" ”

Po Anger returned to God and said angrily: "The donor reverses cause and effect, and uses strong words to reason, which is really not the son of man." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao let out an "oh" and raised his sword.

It looks like one move, but it's actually two hits.

At the same time, the two monks felt that the heavy sword was attacking them, and they all spread their arms, moving in every possible way, but they all stopped in the empty space.

Seeing that they were about to be injured under the Xuantie sword, the yellow-eyed old monk stretched out his finger to the horizontal point.

The Xuantie Sword suddenly stopped attacking, suddenly disappeared, and then with a "bang", it appeared in front of Feng Xiaoxiao, trembling and humming endlessly, blocking the power of the diamond fingers that shot out.

Feng Xiaoxiao let go of the hand holding the sword when the power of King Kong's finger was about to shoot, snatched the time, and had time to get up and dodge.

This yellow-eyed old monk is a ruthless person who can compete with Duan Yanqing, and he doesn't dare to block his moves.

The Xuantie Sword trembled and smashed into the stone door, making a loud "bang" sound.

Duan Yu screamed "ah" indoors, fighting against the sound waves of the roving shock.

This time, it was much more ruthless than Feng Xiaoxiao's previous two blows, and even Mu Wanqing couldn't support it, so she exhaled.

The yellow-eyed old monk bowed his head and pronounced the Buddha's name.

Who would have expected that Feng Xiaoxiao would be able to block the finger force with the sword body in an instant, and then let go of the sword, and the timing was so skillful that it hurt Duan Yu.

Duan Yanqing snorted in his abdomen, stretched out his cane and shook it, sneered, and walked towards the broken monk.

The yellow-eyed old monk knew that his disciple couldn't resist it, so he turned his palm and grabbed the head of the cane.

Duan Yanqing immediately changed his moves.

The two of them changed their fingers in the air, blinking more than a dozen moves, and after a while, they came together, and their fingers and iron rods froze.

Duan Yanqing asked: "The master has been slow to fall, is he going to admit defeat?" ”

The yellow-eyed monk laughed and said, "Your Excellency is a senior master, how can you sneak attack my disciple?" Inevitably, there is a loss of identity. ”

Feng Xiaoxiao sneered twice, sneering at him for not mentioning the matter of attacking himself first.

The yellow-eyed old monk was stunned, and his right hand made the wooden fish pestle carve a small circle on the chessboard.

Feng Xiaoxiao flashed back and sat down in place, picked up the Xuantie sword, and said to the two monks who were standing on the side: "If you dare to get close to the noise, I will knock on the stone door fiercely." ”

Duan Yu relieved himself at this time, and shouted outside: "Even if you knock again, I won't accept it, Mencius said: 'The poor and the lowly can't be moved, the rich can't be lewd, and the mighty can't be bent, this is the big husband.'" ’。 ”

Feng Xiaoxiao said with a smile: "Mencius also said: 'The heavens will descend on the people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skins, empty their bodies, and act chaotically. So I'm helping you! ”

Duan Yu said angrily: "You are sophistry, Zi said: 'Do not do to others what you do not want to be done to yourself.'" If you don't want to suffer, you shouldn't let others suffer. ”

Feng Xiaoxiao thought this nerd was quite interesting, and laughed: "Zeng Zi said: 'The way of the master. Loyalty and forgiveness are just that. So you have to know how to forgive, haha. Don't shout loudly when you suffer a loss. ”

Duan Yu shook his head again and again, and said, "Seeing that you are also a scholar, how can you take the meaning out of context, misinterpret the meaning of the sage, and focus on the benefits of your tongue?" ”

Feng Xiaoxiao grinned and laughed, and there was no word to tease him.

Duan Yu is dead-headed, thinking one thing at a time. It is necessary to correct his distortion of the words of the saints.

Feng Xiaoxiao thought it was quite interesting at first, but soon regretted it.

Duan Yu quoted scriptures and scriptures, and began to talk endlessly, chattering and chattering non-stop.

From Zi Yue to Shi Yun. "Diamond Sutra" says "Ahama Sutra", there is a lotus flower in the mouth, and the potential to become a Buddha on the ground.

Feng Xiaoxiao's head was swollen like a fight, and he smiled bitterly.

Fortunately, Duan Yanqing had all his thoughts. has been immersed in the chessboard. At the same time, he competed with the old monk Huangmei for internal strength, and he had no time to take care of anything else, otherwise he would have found that Duan Yu was very normal, so energetic, how could he have taken an aphrodisiac.

The two monks were fascinated by what they heard, and they regarded Duan Yu as the reincarnation of the Buddha.

Feng Xiaoxiao felt that there was a large circle of flies around his head, and he couldn't bear it, so he turned around and knocked on the stone door several times. Although the buzzing sound was loud, the fly feeling was swept away. When boarding, the whole body is thorough and extremely comfortable.

The two monks were furious and rushed together.

It's just that the two of them are quite inferior to the four palace guards of Dali, and Feng Xiaoxiao doesn't need to use them to practice.

Although it was two people, it only took one move to make them cross to the ground.

If it weren't for Feng Xiaoxiao's unwillingness to offend the old monk with yellow eyebrows, such a little minion who didn't know what to do and didn't measure himself would have been killed.

After Duan Yu came back to his senses, he saw the two monks fall to the ground, and he was immediately furious, and Feng Xiao Xiao was on it, the more he was shocked, the more he had to say.

This stunned, a hair, Feng Xiaoxiao really couldn't take him, he listened to him for several hours, and finally couldn't stand it anymore, begging for mercy: "Duan Gongzi, Duan Gongzi, I know that I am wrong, what you say is what it is, I recognize it all, I recognize it all." ”

Duan Yu was very proud, and he taught him another lesson before he stopped.

Feng Xiaoxiao's face had long since lost his color, but now he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt how beautiful the quiet air was, and then made a note of hatred in his heart.

Duan Yanqing and the old monk Huangmei had no distractions at this time, and the white mist around them was thick, steaming up and curling into the sky.

The two pointed at each other, fighting wits on the one hand and strength on the other.

The chess game will take nearly half an hour to go back and forth, although there is no sword and sword shadow during the game, in fact, it is extremely dangerous, anyone who is careless, not only loses, but also will die.

The old monk Huangmei asked for the life of the people of Dali five years ago, and begged Emperor Baoding to exempt him from the salt tax, but Emperor Baoding did not agree until this time, and the two sides tacitly agreed that he would rescue Duan Yu.

It was because he had already made up his mind that he would succeed no matter what, even if it cost him his life.

Although his chess strength is a little worse, he is barely evenly matched by relying on reckless internal force.

Duan Yanqing didn't dare to do this, otherwise his strength would definitely be greatly damaged in the future, so he would inevitably be distracted and control his internal strength, and it would be difficult for him to concentrate on the chess game.

One advance and one retreat, the two will be equal, regardless of the situation.

At night, there was a very slight noise in the stone chamber.

The situation inside is reflected in the mirror in Feng Xiaoxiao's heart, and it can be seen at a glance.

Under the stone room, a tunnel was dug by Ba Tianshi and others, Mu Wanqing was replaced, and Zhong Wanqiu's daughter Zhong Ling was replaced.

The reason why Duan Yu was not brought out was because he wanted Zhong Wanqiu to reap the consequences, and to lose face in front of the heroes of the rivers and lakes who came from all over the world tomorrow, and he could also let everyone know how powerful the Dali Duan clan was.

Feng Xiaoxiao smiled slightly, and said secretly: "Okay, this Duan Yu owes me a sum of money, otherwise if I break it at this time, he will suffer, even if he is used as a battery in the future, it is also a matter of course." ”

He's not a good guy, but most of the time, he's still clear and reasonable, at least he thinks so.

At noon on the second day, I suddenly heard the sound of "click-la" continuously, and the tree wall separating the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations collapsed with a bang, and a large wave of people poured in.

Emperor Baoding was the first to enter, followed by Duan Zhengchun, Shanxian Hou, Ba Tianshi, Dali Four Palace Guards and others.

The South China Sea crocodile god, the crane in the clouds, and Zhong Wanqiu followed.

There are also thirty or forty people behind, Feng Xiao Xiao doesn't know most of them, only Zuo Zimu, he has met once, and knows that this person is the head of the "Infinite Sword Sect".

Come to think of it, most of the status of these heroes in the rivers and lakes is about the same.

As soon as everyone came in, they all looked at Duan Yanqing and the old monk Huangmei who were competing dangerously and were surrounded by white mist.

Only Zuo Zimu looked at Feng Xiaoxiao, his face changed suddenly, he was stunned for a while, and then pulled a Taoist aunt beside him, and said in a low voice: "He...... He is the man......" (To be continued......

PS: Thank you for the book friend "Fission Wings" for the reward!

I haven't learned physics well, I don't know if the stone house can produce such an echo, anyway, I should be able to, if I really can't, everyone will think it is a special effect of internal force!