When everyone heard this, they also thought it was a good idea.

This inner disciple is already in his forties, but his cultivation is still only a small achievement in the realm of rigidity and softness, and he is not outstanding in the inner door, all because he has studied chess skills and chess ways too much. Many inner disciples know him, and he is indeed a rare person in the chess path. So let him go to the chess game, there should be a good chance of winning.

And at this time, Ye Rong really rolled her eyes, and said to the white-faced man: "Presumably, the seniors must be extremely proficient in both martial arts and the six arts, if it is only one time, but it is a bit of a big bully, the juniors are brave, please give us three chances, if we lose in the three competitions, then it is a loss, if one of them is lucky to win, then we win, and if the seniors win, the juniors are willing to lose this thing to the seniors!"

As he spoke, he took something out of his bosom, a manuscript.

"This is the true meaning of the demon path, which my father wrote down in his spare time listening to the divine words of heaven and earth, which records the true understanding of the morality of demon cultivation!"

Ye Rong Zhen smiled faintly, but her eyes were fixed on the person, but the latter was laughing at the moment, and said: "What a smart girl, you want to tell me that you have a strong backer, which makes me have scruples, and at the same time tests my identity." However, no matter how high your father's cultivation is, he will not be able to enter this Cloud Mountain Secret Realm, unless he can get rid of the mortal womb and cultivate to the realm of earth immortals. And you don't need to test my identity anymore, but I am also quite moved by the true meaning of the demon path in your hand. You are my juniors, I agree with the rules you said, besides, I can't take advantage of juniors, if you win, I will lose the three runes to you. ”

"Okay!" Ye Rong really heard this, and hurriedly agreed.

The next moment, the inner disciple who was proficient in chess walked out slowly, bowed to the white-faced man, and said, "I want to test my chess skills with my predecessors." ”

The white-faced man nodded, and then waved his hand, and the thick fog in front of him suddenly dispersed, and a set of chess sets appeared. This chess set is a wooden plate jade, which is extremely precious.

Everyone was already quite impressed by the white-faced man's methods, and the inner disciple who was proficient in chess skills sat upright, and both sides held their chess pieces and began to play the game.

Many of the disciples of Hexagram Mountain are familiar with chess, and even Xingtian is also quite proficient in this way. And as the so-called layman looks at the lively insider, under the game between the two, everyone can see that the chess skills of the inner disciple are really exquisite.

As soon as the shot was smooth, black and white, the attack and killing were orderly, and everyone was still worried at first, but after a long time, they were unconsciously immersed in this game of chess.

Even Ye Rongzhen was standing aside, sometimes smiling, sometimes frowning, matching her daughter's posture and slender figure, which was even more eye-catching. It's a pity that everyone present paid attention to that chess game, but no one appreciated such a beautiful scenery.

Speaking of chess, it is also a skill that many people have studied in the inner gate of the Hexagram Mountain School.

Xingtian is also Mr. Neimen Jiu now, and he can often listen to Mr. Yu's explanations on martial arts. The path of cultivation of this martial artist is not immutable, and below the realm of the general knowledge, it is all about studying martial arts, refining the physical body, consolidating the true qi, refining the qi and regulating the breath, which is the unchanging truth of the ages.

And once you step into the realm of general knowledge, if you want to improve the realm of martial arts, you can't just rely on martial arts. It is necessary to know that the martial artist of the Tongqi realm uses qi to pass through the seven orifices and increase the five senses, and what he cultivates is the divine law. This divine method is also a kind of martial arts, but it is very different from ordinary martial arts. Some people can cultivate the divine law from the rhythm of music, just like the second senior brother Li Moxie, once his 'Empty Mountain Singing Stream Song' blows, it is like a thousand sharp blades swept over, which can kill people invisibly. is also like the fourth senior brother Yuan Bikong, cultivating the gods and painting the master's way, the pen and ink rise together, and the runes devour the sky. And the elder brother Du Yu is cultivating the way of chess, Xingtian heard the elder brother say, a person is a game, there is no same game in the ages, black and white take turns to be new in the sun and the moon, chess contains the principle of the operation of heaven and earth, understand the way of chess, the realm of martial arts will naturally advance by leaps and bounds.

Therefore, there are many people who study qin, chess, calligraphy and painting among the inner disciples.

In the inner door, the first person in the chess path may be Mr. Du Yu, and the inner disciple who is fighting with his son at the moment is afraid that he will be able to rank behind Mr. Du Yu.

Time flies, half a day has passed, and this chess game is only half over, but the disciples of the inner sect of the hexagram mountain are sweating on their foreheads, not only him, but the other disciples of the hexagram mountain, including Ye Rongzhen, are getting more and more ugly, but this chess face is becoming more and more unfavorable for their side.

After another moment, Xing Tian, who was watching chess, sighed in his heart, and even he could see that his side had lost.

Sure enough, the inner disciple struggled for a long time before he gently put down the chess pieces in his hand, bowed down and said, "The junior has lost!"

No one could have imagined that the white-faced man's chess skills were so high that he could be described as superb. It's just that since they lost, the people of the Hexagram Mountain Sect can only think of making a comeback in the second competition.

But they were also raising money for a while, this white-faced man was so good at chess, presumably other skills would not be bad.

All the inner disciples shook their heads and said nothing, obviously without confidence, at this time Ye Rong really gritted her teeth, but walked forward and said: "Senior, in the second game, I will compare with you, let's compare the rhythm!"

"Okay!" The white-faced man didn't talk nonsense, he still waved his big sleeves, and there was an extra guqin in front of him. At this time, everyone saw that the clothes on the other party were not ordinary. It could be 'Qiankun sleeve'. If this is the case, this dress is also a spiritual weapon, and it can be stored in the sleeve, which is naturally extremely precious, even the disciples of Hexagram Mountain have only read it from the classics, but it is the first time they have seen this kind of 'Qiankun sleeve'.

"This is the scorched wood guqin, girl, can you say a comparison?" the white-faced man said leisurely.

Ye Rong is really proficient in music, but she can't help but be a little lacking in confidence at the moment, but now she can only compete hard.

After thinking about it, he said: "Senior, let's play a song separately, listen to each of our respective recitals, and see if there are any mistakes, naturally the one who makes more mistakes will lose!"

"Well, that's fine, then you can come first!" said the white-faced man.

Ye Rongzhen also knew that she came first to take advantage of something, but she was not hypocritical, but stepped forward to sit in front of the piano, stretched out her fingers like onions and pressed them on the strings, pondered for a moment, and then plucked the strings. Even people who don't understand the rhythm of music think that Yerong's real music is very pleasant and good.

Xingtian looked at Ye Rongzhen who was stroking the qin, and listened to the wonderful sound of the beam, but he unconsciously remembered a shadow.

Exquisite!

Back then, in Wajin Village, she also stroked the piano for herself like this, and she was also Linglong's bosom friend. Xing Tian knew that he might not be very proficient in music, but at least as a listener, he could still hear the mood of the piano player.

Slowly, Xing Tian fell into his memories, and all he could think of was the small courtyard full of vines in Wajin Village, and the exquisite and pleasant sound of the piano. And Linglong's figure slowly coincided with Ye Rongzhen in front of him, Xingtian's eyes were dull for a while, and he was stupid.

His reaction was seen by several inner disciples, but it was secretly said that this Mr. Nine was bold, and he actually looked at Miss Night with this kind of vision.

And Ye Rongzhen in Fuqin also seemed to feel Xingtian's gaze, and when she looked sideways slightly, she saw a look full of admiration.

"Why does he look at me like this? Father said that this Xingtian has unparalleled qualifications, excellent painting skills, and a calm mood, I thought he was just poor in cultivation, but I didn't expect that he was still a disciple!"

After the song, Xing Tiancai woke up from his memories, and he naturally didn't realize the 'gaffe' just now. He thought of Linglong, and thought that the three-year appointment in the imperial capital had already passed for a year, and he felt that time was pressing, and in the remaining two years, he would have to improve his cultivation at any cost.

"Wonderful, wonderful, this song is like a fairy sound, you girl is not extraordinary, then listen to me stroke the piano, and then each of them will replay the song just now!" After the white-faced man finished speaking, he also sat down in front of the piano and began to stroke a tune. The same artistic conception is elegant, which makes people listen to it like a spring breeze.

After the two finished playing the piano, they each relied on their memory and piano skills to replay each other's tunes. And these two pieces are obviously created by their own creations, and it is the first time they have heard it, and they have to be repeated after listening to them only once, and the difficulty can be imagined.

First of all, Ye Rongzhen, she just listened to the other party's song and remembered it vividly, so she stroked the qin, and there was only one syllable error at the end of the song, which was extremely rare.

And Ye Rong was really satisfied with her performance, but she got up and let the white-faced man sit down.

She thought to herself that the music she played was extremely complicated, and the other party had only listened to it once, and even if she had never forgotten it, it would be impossible to want a recital with a good syllable. As long as the other party makes two mistakes, it is a win.

It's just that when the white-faced man finished stroking the song, Ye Rong really didn't notice anything wrong with the other party. It was as if I had played it myself.

There is no doubt that she also lost.

This white-faced man, whether it is chess or piano skills, is superb, unfathomable. Although the disciples of the Hexagram Mountain admired it in their hearts, the current situation was extremely critical, because if they even lost the third game, they would have no chance at all.

"What is this third game to compare to?, and who is going to compare?" Ye Rong really glanced at the inner disciples, but asked in a low voice.

And everyone else is divided, obviously there is no way, the current situation is to fight, dare not fight, and can't beat, and compared to others, the white-faced man seems to be omnipotent, and it is difficult for the other party at all.

At this moment, there was a human: "This third game, why don't you let me try it!"

Everyone was happy at first, but they saw that the person who spoke had a strange face, and there was no need to ask, the person who spoke was Xingtian, who had been despised in their eyes.

Ye Rong really thought of the other party's abrupt and even somewhat bold and aggressive eyes just now, and she was very annoyed in her heart, but the cruel words she wanted to say didn't come out in the end, but she suddenly thought of Xingtian's eyes, and somehow her heart softened, and she asked instead: "You? What can you compare? Is it painting skills?"

Xingtian's painting skills are well known to everyone, and for a while, a glimmer of hope was ignited in everyone's hearts. Who expected Xingtian to shake his head and said: "If the rune is drawn by the other party, it means that the other party's painting skills may not be worse than mine, although I have confidence, but I only have two percent of the certainty, and the chance is too low, so I don't compare my painting skills!"

"And what do you want to compare?"

Xing Tian smiled: "I'll bet with him, bet on the size!"

(To be continued)