Walking along the embankment, the scenery in front of you gradually became familiar.

The familiar meadows on the banks of the Wuling River made Tang Yu feel more intimate.

It was there that Tang Yu saw the football of the Sky Continent, and it was there that he met Xie Cong, and then he had a series of encounters.

Time flies, and Tang Yu has not visited this meadow for several months.

Tao Fuzi was still about a hundred meters in front of him, but he stood still and began to look around, looking very vigilant.

Tang Yu took advantage of the situation to hide behind a bush and secretly observed Tao Fuzi's movements.

It was about a full moment before Tao Fuzi turned a corner and walked into an alley.

"This alley ......"

Tang Yu had the appearance of Shen Xiaozhu in his mind, but he was no stranger to this alley, and the first time he was beaten by Shen Xiaozhu as a disciple was in this alley.

Shen Xiaozhu also lives in this alley, and when the poetry meeting ended, Tang Yu also sent her!

"I don't know how this girl's magic cultivation is, her magic cultivation has encountered a bottleneck, and she has no master to guide her, so she can only pause......"

Tang Yu's thoughts were scattered, and he slowly paced forward.

He walked to the entrance of the alley, but he didn't dare to follow up easily, because the alley was too narrow and short, and if Tao Fuzi found himself, it would be very bad.

After hesitating for a moment, Tang Yu decided to give up, and he was about to step away, but he saw a dark wooden sign hanging at the door of the alley.

Three words are written on the wooden plaque: "Dance Clothes Alley ......"

"Ah......h

He couldn't help but exclaim, instantly thinking of the words left by Bruce that day in the Hall of the Saints.

"Isn't this the Dancing Alley, where the apprentices of magic gather?"

Tang Yu felt that his heart was pounding, and he was about to step into this alley subconsciously.

However, when he suddenly thought of the turmoil in Courtyard No. 7 that day, he was very vigilant in his heart, and after hesitating for a long time, he still decided to give up.

I was a little unwilling in my heart, and I felt anxious in my heart.

He frequently paced on the embankment, still fighting fiercely in his heart.

The temptation of magic and Western studies was too great for him, and the magical magic left by Bruce made him even more full of illusions about that world.

But he was born in Da Chu, and as a descendant of a scholarly family, cultivating Western studies is a taboo move of the sage school, without famous teachers and books, where can he learn and succeed?

Gritting his teeth, he walked over to the meadow by the river with his hands behind his back, forcing himself not to think about magic.

At this time, it was almost dusk, and there were very few people in the meadow, and Keju, who used to be very active here, was no longer there.

I think that Gao Yu is a lover of Keju, since he left, there will be no Keju here, right?

Tang Yu suddenly felt a trace of regret in his heart, feeling that he seemed to have gone too far with Gao Yu that day.

The hermit school allowed itself to study Western studies, and maybe it could provide some convenience for itself.

I and Gao Yu got stiff, and I couldn't study in the West, but I still couldn't get my own freedom. In Dachu practice, who can get rid of the shadow of the sage school?

Thinking all the way, Tang Yu unconsciously walked to the open space where he used to bow.

The Kemari field still exists on that day, and a small wooden house has been built on the green grass.

The layout and layout of the cabin are exactly the same as the situation that Gao Yu arranged on the side of the Keju field that day.

There was an old man and a young man in the wooden house, the two sat opposite each other, and there was a chess table in the middle, and the two sides were engaged in hand talking, as if they had heard of Tang Yu's arrival.

Judging by the outfits of the two of them, they should be cultivators of extraordinary origin, but their appearance is very unfamiliar, especially the old man, who is thin and small, with wrinkles on his face, and he has faintly reached the end of his life.

And the young man also has strange facial features, rough and dark skin, and does not have the chic bearing of a scholar admired by Da Chu.

Tang Yu put his hands behind his back, didn't bother them, and quietly approached the chessboard, his eyes staring at it, and his brows gradually furrowed.

This is the first time Tang Yu has seen Go in the Sky Continent, the chess pieces here seem to be smaller, both sides are convex, and the material is not very clear, but the black and white pieces are crystal clear, and they should be of the highest grade.

The chessboard is also a nineteen-way board, and looking at the way the two move, the rules seem to be quite similar to that of Earth Go.

Tang Yu had heard before that the layout of ancient chess was a seat, that is, one person on both sides of the game first placed two pieces to occupy the four corners, which was a fixed way of moving.

However, this game of chess has already reached the middle game, and Tang Yu doesn't know if it is a chess.

However, there is one thing he can see very clearly, that is, ancient chess is easy to kill, and this old and young can be said to be dark on the chessboard.

The black and white canine teeth are staggered, and each side has several lone chess, which is really frightening every step of the way.

Tang Yu is more fond of Go, and because he likes mathematics, he is also known for his strong arithmetic, so he also likes to complicate the situation and win by killing the big dragon in the chaotic battle.

Seeing this game of chess in front of him, it was exactly the situation he liked, and unconsciously, he also threw himself into it and watched it with relish.

"Hmm......"

The thin old man's withered fingers clipped the chess pieces on the chessboard fiercely, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

He gave his opponent a cold look, then turned his head.

Seeming to be surprised that there was one more person, Tang Yu hurriedly surrendered his hand to speak.

The old man said: "Watching the chess is silent, if you want to watch, just sit and watch......"

Tang Yu smiled faintly, brought a chair and sat down, but his eyes looked at the black-faced young man.

The situation of the black-faced young man was obviously down, his face was covered with beads of sweat, and his hands were tightly clenched into fists, because the grip was too tight, his knuckles were a little white.

"I can't stop it, I can't stop it......" he muttered to himself, but his eyes flashed with essence, and he didn't mean to let go.

The sunspot he holds has the advantage of being the first move, so he should have the upper hand.

However, the old man's chess edge is very sharp, and he has divided the black camp into countless small pieces, although the white chess itself is also very thin, but the chess shape is very good, and most of them are outside, with Tang Yu's current concept of Go, white chess is the overall initiative.

He silently counted the meshes, and found that the advantage of white was roughly above twenty meshes.

Now the focus of the situation is in the middle of the belly, the two sides are strangled together by more than 20 pieces, if black cannot kill all the white pieces, this game will definitely be lost.

"He's a master!"

Tang Yu glanced at the thin old man and said secretly in his heart.

I couldn't help but feel a little eager to try, seeing that this old man was already in his last years, but his murderous intent was still so fierce, and the way calculation was quite accurate. I don't know if I will have a chance of winning against him.

Oriental practice, the legendary spells all come from qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, Tang Yu is very weak in other aspects, but in chess, he feels that he still has some hope.

I don't know what level my chess skills are in the Firmament Continent......

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