In the morning of early autumn in Gusu, birds and insects chirped, the breeze gusted, the treetops swayed, a car and horse stopped at the mountain gate of Puming Temple, and a man in a strong suit jumped on the car, it was Hou Feng.

"Lang Jun, you wait in the car, Liang Lang Jun and they haven't arrived yet."

"Okay, no hurry." Chen Fan replied lightly.

After a while, another carriage came, and the three people who got out of the carriage were Liang Xiu and his guards, as well as Lu Xian.

At this time, Chen Fan had already gotten out of the carriage and greeted him.

"Let's go, let's go in and visit Master Xiatan." The five of them walked towards Puming Temple. There are already some believers in the temple who are burning incense and worshiping the Buddha, and Chen Fan and others are naturally not here to burn incense.

A few people walked to the Zhike monk, and Liang Xiu took the initiative to come forward and talk: "This little master, do you know where Master Tan is?" ”

"Master Tan is explaining the scriptures in the scripture room, I don't know what the donor is looking for the master?"

"We are from the county guard's house, and we are looking for the master to find something important, so please ask the little master to show the way."

"Okay, please come with me a few donors."

Chen Fan is the first time to come to this Puming Temple, in the eyes of Chen Fan, who is accustomed to seeing the grandeur of modern temples, this Puming Temple is built extremely ordinary, not to mention compared with modern temples, it is compared with Zhenwuguan, it is also two grades worse.

The Puming Temple looks simple on the outside, in fact, the internal structure is rigorous, the key is not the mountain gate, the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the Guanyin Palace, the Zen room and other infrastructure that the pilgrims see, but in addition to the monks who have the responsibilities of the abbot, the prison court, the Zhike, the Vena (responsible for the logistics life), etc., there is also a performance hall, a martial arts hall, an Arhat hall, this Wen, Wu, and Law three halls, focusing on cultivating the ability of monks, in case something happens, it can be organized into a combat team that should not be underestimated.

A few people followed the monk to the scripture room after a while, a yellow brick house about nine meters wide, and the sound of chanting came out of the scripture room, and several people decided to wait at the door.

"Little master, what is that place over there?" Chen Fan asked, pointing to a courtyard.

The monk looked in the direction of Chen Fan's finger, and saw that there was a monk practicing the knife inside, the sword was bright, full of Xiao Killing, "Oh, there is a martial arts hall, a place for warrior monks to practice martial arts." ”

I didn't expect that Puming Temple had a martial arts hall, and it was specially equipped with warrior monks, it seemed that this place could not be underestimated through simple furnishings, Chen Fan thought to himself, and at the same time was a little curious about what martial arts the monks practiced.

"Hou Feng, do you know what kind of martial arts that monk is practicing? How are you better? ”

"I don't know this, but looking at its sword technique, it should be that he has cultivated the sword gang, which is much stronger than the villain."

"Daogang? This monk seems to be in the prime of life, doesn't this sword gang take decades to cultivate? ”

"This may not be, it is said that some geniuses can be cultivated in a few years, watching this master slash out, the surrounding energy surges, this is the situation where the knife is obvious."

"Brother Liang, I don't know if there is anyone in your mansion who can beat this person?" Driven by curiosity, Chen Fan consulted Liang Xiu.

"Well, Wu, do you know?"

"Hui Langjun, we have it in our house, and Master Guan should be able to beat this person."

Okay, I didn't expect that the Puming Temple and his party, before they met Master Tan, they knew two martial arts masters, I don't know how Master Huang compares to them? Chen Fan automatically ignored Xiao Qing, in Chen Fan's opinion, Xiao Qing's martial arts may be good, but he is still in the fitness stage, and there is still a distance from fighting others.

"Liang Xiu, do you practice martial arts?"

"It's impossible to only practice some external skills, and to cultivate internal strength."

"Why?"

"To cultivate internal force, we must sense the qi and blood in the body, use food and elixir to enhance the qi and blood, and refine the internal force, which is easy to hurt the body. When I was a child, my physique was not good, and it was difficult to achieve success after practice, so it was better to practice external skills and exercise muscles, but the effect was better than practicing internal skills. ”

"Then this monk in front of him is rare, either he has excellent qualifications, or he has eaten some genius treasure, no matter what, the opportunity to practice martial arts is rare." Chen Fan still knows a little about Gang Qi, which refers to a strong and strong Qi, and only when the internal force is cultivated to a certain extent, it will appear, and he is a little envious in his heart.

"Yes, but we are no worse than them in learning Confucianism and chess." Liang Xiu didn't envy much, but said proudly.

Chen Fan thinks about it, in this society, the status of literati is not bad, there is an old Chinese saying, "knowledge is power", most of the time, to solve problems, rely on knowledge.

While they were chatting, the door of the scripture room opened, the lecture was over, and monks came out one after another. It's a pity that none of them know Tan Jingtai, but fortunately, the previous Zhike monk has been accompanying him, Liang Xiu said: "Trouble the little master, help us call Master Tan, just say that someone from the county guard mansion is coming to visit." ”

"Okay, a few donors later." Zhike monk made a Buddhist salute, entered the scripture room, and after a while, led a burly and tall monk to come out, lying silkworm eyebrows, red phoenix eyes, about forty or so, steady steps, wearing a wide yellow monk's robe.

"A few donors, the poor monk Tan Jingtai, I don't know what a few are looking for a poor monk?" The great monk strode forward and asked.

"Master Tan, in Xia Liangxiu, my uncle is the current Gusu County Shou, this is Dean Lu, the Dean of the Chess Academy of Rosin Academy, this is Chen Fasheng, is the disciple of Dean Lu, I came here today, there is something to seek."

"Donor, please speak."

"I heard that the master has "Rotten Kepu", I wonder if he can lend it to us?" Liang Xiu went straight to the point.

"Oh, I don't know where the donors got the news, this rumor is wrong, the poor monk has not obtained the "Rotten Kepu"."

Liang Xiu was slightly stunned and looked at Chen Fan.

Chen Fan smiled faintly and said: "The master misunderstood, we didn't say that the master had obtained the "Rotten Kepu", but that the master would know the "Rotten Kepu", so I wanted to ask the master to give us a manuscript. ”

"The donor is so keenly reflected, this "Rotten Kepu" poor monk does know, it is not difficult to write down the poor monk silently, but you have to ask a few donors to come to pick it up in a few days, the poor monk has important things to do these days, and he really has no time to be distracted."

Liang Xiu hated it in his heart, such a cunning bald donkey, he actually played word games! He immediately said: "Master, this "Rotten Ke Spectrum" has only been circulated in the Gaomen of the Northern Wei Dynasty, I don't know where the master learned this chess score? ”

"Can the master know the "Grass and Trees"? We are willing to take out the "Grass and Tree Book" to communicate with the master. Chen Fan answered beside him. In Chen Fan's opinion, chess games can be used for exchange, even if the "Northern Zhenwu Xuanjing" of Zhenwuguan is taken out for others to see, it is not a big deal. Many people have read the Tao Te Ching, can they become Lao Tzu? Reading is learning, thinking, and understanding, chess games are precious, is it more precious than the Tao Te Ching? If you can become a Go master through a chess game, then this person must be a genius among geniuses, such a person, even Chen Fan, who has a "Chengying", can't do it.

"This chess game is also learned by the poor monk from the elders of Buddhism, not that the poor monk is unwilling to take it out, but the poor monk will be able to write it silently for a while.

"This is easy to do, I once learned some "Rotten Kepu" from a friend, but at that time, due to time constraints, he only had time to explain the first 40 hands, if I write it first, help the master recall, and then the master said, I will write, so it must save a lot of time." Chen Fan actually knows more than 60 moves, and the reason why he said that it is more than 40 moves is to verify whether the chess score taught by Master Tan is the same as that of Yajun.

"It's okay, a few donors come with me." Master Tan saw that these people didn't give up until they got the chess game, maybe they were afraid of trouble, maybe they felt that there was no need to cherish themselves, and finally half agreed.

Master Tan didn't take Chen Fan and them away, but directly led a few people into the scripture room, and there was no one in the scripture room at this time, and they all dispersed.

"A few donors, please take a seat."

"Thank you, Master."

"There are pen and ink and paper here, donor, please." Master Tan said to Chen Fan.

"Okay, I've got paper." Chen Fan took out a piece of rice paper from his body that had already drawn a seventeen-way chessboard, which was prepared in advance for the convenience of copying later, but he didn't expect it to come in handy now.

More than forty steps ahead, Chen Fan didn't need Master Tan's guidance, he directly moved the pen like flying, and said while writing: "Master, if there is anything wrong with what I wrote in this chess game, please also ask the master to correct it, this circle represents white, this triangle represents black, and the number in the middle means that it falls on the steps, if there is something wrong, I hope the master will tell you." After a while, the more than 40 hands were painted.

"Yes, there are no mistakes." Master Tan nodded beside him and said, "The next hand is in this ,......" Master Tan continued, and kept saying more than two hundred hands, the first sixty hands are exactly the same as what Chen Fan knows, thinking that this "Rotten Kepu" is not a treasure, Master Tan, as a senior monk in Puming Temple, either does not say, and there is no need to lie about what he says, fortunately, the time is not long, and Master Tan did not explain why, but just talked about where it was, the time was very short, and Chen Fan finished writing.

"Okay, this is the whole way of "Rotten Kepu", you can go back and figure it out for yourself." After speaking, Master Tan got up to see off the guests.

Chen Fan and the others didn't plan to stay longer, as for the "Grass and Trees Spectrum", Master Tan never mentioned it, thinking that as a senior monk of the Liang Kingdom, it would not be difficult to get the "Grass and Trees Spectrum", and he should have seen it. There is no need for everyone to stick their hot faces to each other's cold butts, others have made it clear that they don't want it, and there is no reason to give it, so everyone immediately quit and left.

Overall, the game went smoothly this time, and it took less than an hour in the morning to complete it. Out of the temple, Chen Fan immediately said: "After I go back, I will copy a copy of this chess game and send it to everyone." ”

"That's hard work." Dean Lu was not polite, and immediately nodded in agreement.

"Thank you. There is a restaurant near here, the taste is good, let's go have a lunch, I want to come to Fasheng to Gusu not long ago, I shouldn't have been there, just go and taste it. ”

"Okay, I'm here in Gusu, I haven't shopped much yet, so I'm going to take a look." Chen Fan naturally would not refuse, and immediately agreed.