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The eaves carved wall glazed tiles, the red hall of Zhumen blue bricks.

Miluo Hall is a large hall in the depths of the inner hall complex.

This hall has always been the place where Yang Guang, the master of the Battle Hall, handles official business, and generally speaking, it is not an ordinary disciple, even if it is some War Hall leaders, they will not easily approach this place.

Bi Yu walked all the way to this Miluo Palace, almost never met anyone, and even he faintly felt some powerful qi passing by him, as if probing.

It's just that these qi machines are without exception, and after sensing Bi Yu's breath, they can be closed with a touch, and it seems that they are just identifying his identity, and they are not blocked at all.

But obviously, this is also due to his current status.

Otherwise, ordinary Battle Hall disciples, even elite captains and the like, would go so deep into the Battle Hall, I am afraid that they would have to be scolded by these leaders who emitted qi.

Standing in front of the solemn Miluo Hall main gate, Bi Yu's qi had already sensed the presence of an aura in this solemn hall that made him feel depressed and somewhat familiar.

This aura was as if it were absent, as if the familiar person was falling into some kind of cultivation state.

But soon, as if sensing the existence of Bi Yu outside the hall, the owner of that breath seemed to have retreated from the state of cultivation, and the depressing aura also continued to grow and spread outward.

It seems that in the hall of this flying eaves carved beast and the red pillar coiling dragon, there is a powerful demon god asleep, and at this moment, this demon god is slowly waking up.

"Bi Yu"

A plain but majestic voice suddenly came from inside the Miluo Palace. Like a word, the voice was smooth and clearly fell into Bi Yu's ears.

Bi Yu's expression was respectful, and he sensed that there seemed to be a gaze coming out of the Miluo Palace, falling on him, and immediately bowed with his fists in his hands. "Disciple Bi Yu, meet the hall master!"

"Hmm. The people in the hall hummed lightly, and the tone could not hear joy and anger, as if they were observing Bi Yu, they seemed to notice something halfway, and they sighed lightly, but they muttered for a while, and only after a while did they continue: "What is the matter here?"

After these words came out. Bi Yu exhaled lightly, got up from the state of bowing, and said his intention without being humble or arrogant.

"The disciple heard that the master mentioned that the hall master had realized the killing intent in the Nine Secluded Caves, and the disciple dared to implore the hall master to give him advice, if there is any gain, the disciple will remember the grace of the hall master today. ”

"Killing intent" Yang Guang's voice was leisurely, as if he was a little sighing. He had just sensed Bi Yuming's killing intent, and he had reached the peak of Xiaocheng. He was also extremely surprised.

But what guidance to say at this time, Yang Guang couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, "Bai Qingchuan, Bai Qingchuan, you don't know, what will be the consequences if you go down this road?"

Thinking about this, Yang Guang shook his head. Slowly getting up from the futon of meditation, and waving the sleeve robe embroidered with several small swords, the door of the Miluo Hall squeaked and opened naturally.

Although he felt helpless, Yang Guang also knew. Since Bi Yu has come here, whether he is willing or unwilling, he still has to give some guidance in the end.

This is not only because of Bai Qingchuan's attitude, but also because of the fact that even if he doesn't come out today, it will be useless, it will not change Bi Yu's heart to study, and the killing intent will eventually continue to explore his own enlightenment.

Even so, it can't change the status quo, so Yang Guang has no choice but to push the boat down the river, which can be regarded as letting Bi Yu take fewer detours.

After all, he also greatly appreciates this Tianjiao, who is quite a long-faced man in his battle hall, who is as arrogant as Yang Guang.

"I haven't seen you for more than half a year, this little guy, but the strength has increased amazingly. ”

After the door of the hall was opened, Yang Guang's voice came out clearly.

Bi Yu smiled, walked calmly, stepped on the bluestone steps, crossed the threshold of pear wood, and entered the Miluo Palace.

In this Miluo Palace, the decoration is extravagant, not like a place to deal with official business, but like walking into the royal compound of a mortal country.

Just the thick blanket under his feet, with Bi Yu's eyesight, he knew that this was at least three grades or more of demon beast fur tanning, not to mention the dust, but also to purify the air in the room.

Raising his eyes, Bi Yu saw a hollow gold silk wooden screen erected behind the bead curtain in the side room of the hall, and vaguely saw a tall figure, behind the screen.

"Come and talk. ”

Seeing Bi Yu enter the door, Yang Guang casually walked to the rosewood marble desk, and sat directly on a large chair with a rattan woven backrest covered with demon beast fur, looking quite comfortable.

Bi Yu didn't see anything outside, let alone anything inhibited, he went straight through the bead curtain, bypassed the screen, and saw the familiar face with a wide face and thick eyebrows, which was quite rough.

"Disciple, I've seen the hall master. ”

bowed deeply again, this etiquette could not be lost, and Bi Yu would not forget his form a little because of his current smugness.

When it is time to be humble, he naturally knows how to be humble and polite.

"Hmm. Get up. ”

For Bi Yu's humble posture, not arrogant, not impatient, neither humble nor arrogant, Yang Guang was obviously quite satisfied, nodded lightly, and said casually.

Bi Yu obediently got up, and saw that the hall master glanced at him lightly, his eyes were shining, although his eyes were flat, but they gave Bi Yu a palpitation like being targeted by a tiger.

"Sit. Yang Guang smiled slightly, and casually pointed to an ordinary pear wood chair facing him.

Bi Yu was not polite, he walked to the chair and sat down calmly, and the moment his eyes were facing Yang Guang, it was as if he was staring at two rounds of scorching sun that appeared in the sky at the same time, and he felt a dazzling trance for a while.

Startled, Bi Yu's eyelids blinked suddenly, and his mood fluctuated for a while, but he quickly calmed down, and the strange feeling of dazzling eyes as if facing two rounds of dawn disappeared in an instant, as if it was an illusion.

"You know how to play chess. ”

At this time, when Bi Yu came back to his senses, Yang Guang's voice suddenly came again, and his words seemed to have another deep meaning.

Bi Yu was stunned for a moment, only to see that at some point, there was already an extra chessboard on the rosewood marble desk in front of him, and there were a lot of black and white sons on the chessboard, but it was an unfinished game.

Although he didn't know what Yang Guang meant by this, Bi Yu faintly guessed a clue, shook his head slightly, and said truthfully: "Although the disciple has seen others play, he has not personally dabbled in this way, and he does not know how to play. ”

"Hmm. Yang Guang smiled and did not change, "If you understand, you understand, if you don't understand, you don't understand, that's okay, people slowly learn to understand by not understanding"

After that, Yang Guang raised his hand, as an invitation, and said with a light smile: "You and I talk about a game, you fall first, if you understand, that is, you understand, if you don't understand, then I can't point you out." ”

"Do you understand?" Bi Yu thought for a moment, and his eyes fell on the chessboard on the desk in front of him.

Next to this chessboard, there is also a chess box with white chess pieces woven of green bamboo.

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