Volume 5 Stroke of God Chapter 132 When

The mountain behind the academy, especially near Jinghu Lake, has always been like spring all year round, and this pear tree is not ordinary, naturally there is no sense of gloom, full of green leaves, sprinkled with shade.

Everyone sat in the shade and stared at the chessboard for a long time, still not seeing what was so special about this chessboard, let alone thinking of a way to open it.

Mu Yu used an embroidery needle to flick the flying hair between his sideburns, and said with some annoyance: "I haven't thought of a way yet?"

The fourth senior brother looked at the chessboard and said with a solemn expression: "I have thought of seventy-three methods, but since the senior brother and the second senior brother can't open them, those methods will definitely not work." ”

Mu Yu said, "You have to try." ”

Everyone left the pear tree and came to the water room by the stream, watching the fourth senior brother put the chessboard on the stove, letting it be abroded by the blue high-temperature flames, and their expressions couldn't help but change slightly.

Beigong Weiyang hugged the guqin and asked with a worried face: "Even if this Buddha chessboard will not be burned, but the little junior brother is inside, will it be roasted?"

Ximen Bufu pointed to the chessboard on the stove with a hole flute, and said: "It's been burned for a long time, and it's not black, this chessboard is not a barbecue plate, and the little junior brother is not pork." ”

The fourth senior brother ignored these gags, and after confirming that the chessboard had been burned to an extremely high temperature, he picked it up with iron tongs and threw it into the cold stream behind the iron-beating room.

I could only hear the sound of snorting, the white mist in the stream, and the big white goose, which was squatting on the top of the waterwheel and looking into the distance, was startled, waved its wings and flew to the side of the stream, and called twice very dissatisfied with these people.

Thermal expansion and contraction are the best way to destroy hard objects, but to the disappointment of the academy people, the chessboard still did not change, and not a single crack was produced.

In the days that followed, the people of the academy did a lot of things on this chessboard.

Mu Yu threw the chessboard into the Cloud Gate formation. Wang Zhi boiled a pot of soup that was said to be the most poisonous and corrosive in the world, threw the chessboard into it and boiled it for three days and three nights, and finally smoked most of the fish in the stream died, and the big white goose was so angry that Cheng DΓΉ was sad, and the chessboard still did not move; the fourth senior brother took out the small iron can that Ning Que left in the back mountain, and tried to blow up the chessboard, but in the end only half of the swimming fish in the mirror lake were killed, and the big white goose was sad and did not want to live. The chessboard is still the same.

One day, Fifth Senior Brother Song Qian suddenly said: "Speaking of such a thing as a chessboard............ I always felt that since it was used to play chess, it had to be related to chess. ”

He and the eighth senior brother are the strongest chess players in the world, if you talk about playing chess, or the chessboard. It is true that there is no one more familiar with them.

Everyone's eyes suddenly brightened and they looked at him with hope, and Mu Yu asked, "Then?"

Song Qian touched his head and said, "Then...... No then. ”

When everyone heard this, they were angry, and they thought to themselves, since they couldn't explain the reason, why did they suddenly speak? Wang Zhi was dealing with the pot of highly poisonous potion before, and he didn't fully grasp the situation in the field. He took two boxes of chess pieces from his yard and asked, "What about that......?" Where should I play the chess?"

Everyone wanted to teach Wang Zhi a lesson, but they thought that now the little junior brother was on the chessboard, and Chen Pipi was in Linkang City. Eleven is the youngest in the academy, and he endured it without having a seizure.

The fourth senior brother thought about it, took the chess box in his hand, and then put the chess pieces in the box. They all fell on the chessboard, and only the crisp sound was heard.

The chessboard is stacked with black and white pieces.

The crowd gathered around the chessboard. Some watched nervously, and even forgot to breathe.

However, still nothing happened.

After returning to the mountain behind the academy from the chessboard and the pear tree, the sixth senior brother had not spoken much, until this time, everyone's faces showed a look of dejection, and when he began to despair, he stood up with a big hammer, looked at everyone and said honestly: "Isn't it necessary to smash it in the end?"

He looked at everyone and said, "Let me smash it." ”

Mu Yu said: "The two senior brothers didn't smash it open in the Hanging Temple. ”

The sixth senior brother said: "We have more time, we can keep smashing." ”

After thinking about it, the fourth senior brother sighed and said, "It seems that this is the only way. ”

The quiet mountain behind the academy began to become noisy from this day, and a dull loud noise kept sounding on the shore of Mirror Lake, and the sixth senior brother waved the hammer and kept smashing the chessboard.

Although he is very strong, he doesn't know how many hammers he has swung in his life, but after all, there are times when he is tired, and when he is tired, the fourth senior brother and the fifth senior brother will come forward to replace him.

Those who are obsessed with chess leave their chessboard, those who are obsessed with the sand table also leave the sand table, and those who are obsessed with the formation also leave the formation, and beside the Buddha's chessboard, they become industrious blacksmiths.

The people who were obsessed with the rhythm of music did not change, Beigong Weiyang and Ximen Bufu were too thin and weak, and after two attempts, they couldn't even lift the hammer, so they were driven aside by everyone. Looking at the picture of their classmates working hard and in full swing, the two were inevitably a little disappointed, so they sat on the side playing the piano and flute, playing an impassioned tune, cheering for everyone, and cheering for the guy in the chessboard.

Bang bang bang, the hammer keeps falling on the chessboard, the ground of the cliff flat in the back mountain shakes uneasy, the fish that survived a few days ago hide in horror in the depths of the aquatic weeds, the big white goose stares at the chessboard curiously, thinking that the fool doesn't know if it is inside, the little white wolf in the depths of the mountain forest to the bright moon in the night sky, want to learn the majesty of his father, but was a little disturbed by the impact sound from the mountain, only the old ox is still quiet, sitting on the meadow, from time to time bowing his head to eat two mouthfuls of grass.

Countless hammers fell, but the chessboard was still not as calm as usual.

Mu Yu's dinner was a little late, and the brothers who worked as blacksmiths were already hungry, so they were naturally a little dissatisfied, and some people began to miss the girl who used to cook.

"She's Haotian, and of course her cooking is better than mine! If you want to eat, then pull her out of the chessboard!"

Mu Yu was very angry, squatted down and looked at the chessboard, and said seriously: "Little junior brother, when will you come out? Remember to bring your daughter-in-law and come out together." ”

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In front of a famous Taoist temple in Linkang City, Chen Pipi was teaching to thousands of believers in the square, his expression was calm, his words were clear and unambiguous, and the autumn wind blew the Taoist robe on his body, fluttering away. The chubby boy back then, now he looks like a bit of a Taoist messenger.

Ye Su had already left the Southern Jin Dynasty, and the Protestantism he had started in the alleys and chambers had not declined, but was flourishing at an unimaginable rate.

Because Chen Pipi was working hard to continue his career, and with the help of the Sword Pavilion, no one in the Southern Jin Dynasty, from the official to the people, dared to stop the preaching of Protestantism. As for those Taoists and priests who insisted on being loyal to the Xiling Temple and were stubborn, they had already turned into corpses in Dazeli in some dark nights.

At this time, the grand scene of lectures and teachings was the embodiment of the popularity of Protestantism in the Southern Jin Dynasty, and there were thousands of believers among them, both old and young. There are poor people, and there is no shortage of rich people with extraordinary wealth.

Chen Pipi is talking about the new notes of the third volume of the Xiling Canon today, which was originally esoteric and difficult to understand, and could only be interpreted and defined by the priests of the temple, but under the analysis of his gentle voice, it became the most simple and clear words, without losing the original meaning of the canon, but with a completely different interpretation from the Xiling Temple.

The ministry is over. Thousands of believers bowed reverently to Chen Pipi in front of the Taoist temple, and then dispersed, according to the requirements of Protestantism, they wanted to show their devotion to Haotian and Protestantism. Then the first thing to do is to be kind to others, be kind to yourself, and live your own life.

The requirement is simple. So the Protestant doctrinal promotion is really easy. This seems to be the case when any religious belief first spreads.

Under the protection of several Sword Pavilion disciples and the Southern Jin Dynasty army, Chen Pipi left the Taoist temple and walked towards the streets and alleys where he lived, and the believers he met along the way respectfully avoided the side.

Back in the alley, he looked at the blind sword pavilion standing by the window, took off his robe, and complained, "It's annoying to send so many people to follow every time." ”

Liu Yiqing turned around, the sunlight leaked in through the window, illuminating the white cloth that blindfolded him, and he smiled and said, "I heard that since you sent someone to follow, you have received more respect." ”

"I don't know if it's respect or fear. ”

Chen Pipi wiped the sweat on his body with a wet towel, and the fat of Bai Huahua kept trembling, where did he still feel like a fairy in front of the Taoist temple before?

Liu Yiqing said: "Respect, a lot of dΓΉ comes from fear...... For example, the attitude towards the temple. ”

Chen Pipi was silent for a while, threw the wet towel into the basin, and said, "I know what you want to say, if the temple really wants to kill me, you can't do anything." ”

The most feared thing for any powerful organization is the internal split, or the challenger produced internally, Ye Su's Protestantism, is undoubtedly the object of the Xiling Temple's greatest vigilance now, and the Southern Jin Dynasty has been under great pressure from the Xiling Temple to hand over Chen Pipi.

Liu Bai died, and the Sword Pavilion and the Xiling Temple naturally became enemies who did not share the sky, and of course the Southern Jin Dynasty would not hand over people, the problem was that the Xiling Temple might send someone into Linkang City at any time to kill Chen Pipi - now the Chen Pipi Snow Mountain Qi Sea is locked up, like a waste person, and he is no longer the genius of the cultivation back then - that's why the Sword Pavilion is so nervous and has sent so many people to protect him.

"As far as I know, the temple has secretly sent a red-clothed priest into Linkang City, and he has already met with the one in the palace, and I am worried that the attitude of the Southern Jin royal family will change. Liu Yiqing said.

Chen Pipi looked at him and said with a smile: "You have already killed an emperor anyway, so why kill another one." ”

Liu Yiqing said in a slightly astringent voice: "I can't kill all the people of the Southern Jin Dynasty. ”

Chen Pipi was silent for a moment and then said, "Or, we can leave." ”

Liu Yiqing said: "What I want to ask is, when is the academy going to start?"

Chen Pipi walked up to him, looked at the sunset outside the window, and said, "I think it should be soon." ”

Liu Yiqing said: "Then I think that the temple should also be about to start." ”

Chen Pipi said: "Yes, my father will never miss this opportunity. ”

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Let's read on, it will definitely not disappoint everyone in the end, there will be surprises, it's really itchy. And then this is the first chapter of the day, and I continue to write, and it's true that I'm a little tired. οΌ‰