The ancient palace is old, the vicissitudes of the years, outside the palace in front of the palace, the three of them got out of the car, Ying Zhimo bowed to the two of them in Luoyang, turned around and went to the harem.

Luoyang watched the girl go away, and said softly: "Not everyone can understand what you are doing and think it is right, so do it." ”

"When no one makes a mistake, why can he put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately? Because before letting go, he knows that he can't let go of everything, and if he can let go of everything he can't let go, he really lets go, and so naturally he attains enlightenment. ”

Ying Zheng's eyes were sharp, he always felt that this sentence meant something else, and he had time to ask in the future, Zhao Mi, the chief of the inner house, stepped forward quickly, whispered a few words in Ying Zheng's ear, Ying Zheng looked back at Luoyang, and Jian Mei followed Zhao Mi into the hall.

There is only one person left in Luoyang in the huge courtyard, the sun is hanging high, the scorching temperature is irritable, Luoyang uses the history book fan to fan the wind, looking for the shade and the high wall to sleep like an Arhat dripping down, the book covers the face, the breath rises and falls, as if sleeping soundly.

In the hall, King Qin Ying Chu was sitting in danger, his eyes were like swords, staring at His Royal Highness's Ying Zheng, polishing his mental determination.

Ying Zheng bowed down, maintained a courteous demeanor, lowered his eyebrows, and was considering Zhao Mi's words in his heart: "Your Highness, Your Majesty is displeased after knowing that you have recruited Chu people as guests, be cautious in your words and deeds, be cautious in your words and deeds!"

After a long time, King Qin opened his mouth and said softly: "I ask you, why?"

Ying Zheng raised his head and replied loudly: "Luoyang is a great talent, a great sage, and his sons privately think that this person is the future pillar of my Qin State!"

Qin Wang Longyan was furious, slapped the table and stood up, and asked Ying Zheng, who was full of fear in his eyes: "I ask you, why?"

Ying Zheng's throat moved, he loves talent, and his father is even more than him, so Long Yan's anger should not be because Luoyang is a Chu person, and it is not once or twice that Zhao Mi distorted his thinking, reading this, Ying Zheng gritted his teeth and spoke again: "Erchen is indeed indecisive, miss the best opportunity to retain Mr., please punish my father!"

The clouds on Ying Chu's face dissipated, sat back on the throne, tasted the tribute tea, and asked Ying Zheng, who breathed a sigh of relief, in a warm voice: "Why didn't you say those bastard words today?"

Ying Zheng stood up straight and explained: "Mr. asked me to think about it rather than retreat when I encounter something, saying that my temperament is a little soft, and once I retreat, I can't stop, and I will continue to retreat until I die!"

With a sharp gaze, Ying Chu put down the teacup, walked out of the bookcase and walked out of the hall, intending to meet this peerless talent who filled the scarce poetry in Xianyang for three hundred years.

From beginning to end, he didn't intend to embarrass Luoyang, such a talented man has not been met for a thousand years, he can't be killed, he can't let go, if he can't serve the Qin State, if there is no question and answer under the moon, Luoyang will disappear in the world.

Looking around, Ying Chu saw the young man sleeping soundly by the wall, his eyes stopped Ying Zheng and his movements left and right, he walked closer, squatted down on his knees, raised his hand to brush off the history book, and shouted loudly: "Hey, don't sleep!

Luoyang got up, looked at Ying Chu drunkenly, didn't salute, didn't greet, and didn't say anything shocking: "Your Majesty, you are sick!"

Ying Chu was stunned, Ying Zheng was dumbfounded, Zhao Mi narrowed his eyes and hid in the killing machine.

Ying Chu's expression was solemn, and he raised his hand to stop the secret guard and Zhao Mi, who were about to kill and kill people, and asked in a low voice: "Hahaha, Mr. is really talented, can this disease be cured?"

Luoyang nodded, shook his head again, and said in Yingzheng's anxious gaze: "I have only learned and can cure the country, but I can't cure the disease......"

"Okay, let's not talk about this for the time being, I ask you, what do you want to do when you come to Qin State?"

Qin Guo said loudly, he could see that Luoyang's identity was not simple, at this age, he was so talented, and he thought that he came for the academy.

"Coming for the Academy. ”

The black-clothed Luoyang didn't speak, so Luoyang nodded and answered truthfully, yes, no, no, he is a sword immortal in Kunlun, not a genius in governing the country.

King Qin narrowed his eyes, looked at Luoyang a few times, and said: "There is no end to learning, then go to the academy to learn first, this is the order talisman, you will go tomorrow, go early and return early, the Qin country needs you!"

Luoyang bowed, took the jade talisman, and said, "Thank you, Lord Longen!"

King Qin waved his hand and said, "Go, the widow has the affairs of the widow, you young people have the affairs of the young people, every inch of light and shadow is an inch of gold, don't waste it!"

"Yes!"

The three of them bowed and saluted, and returned to the mansion by car, early the next morning, Luoyang said goodbye to the Ying Zheng brothers and sisters and hurried away, he did not forget, Wudang still had his chance, it was late, maybe it would be gone.

Walking for half a month, it was another early morning, Luoyang jumped off the boat, followed the winding mountain road, approached the academy, and entered the meadow.

Looking around, the pink and tender flowers and trees from top to bottom are not one, the most prosperous is the apricot blossoms, the most dazzling is still the peach blossoms, a few scholars put down their books, looked up with a small face and secretly looked at this person who disturbed their quietness, full of shyness.

Walking through the mountain road, the antique academy is getting closer and closer, and the mountain behind that is covered by clouds and mist looks very green, full of the fragrance of the mountain, the sound of the piano and the sound of the spring, making people feel relaxed and smiling.

The bell rang crisply behind the mountain, and during the morning class, hundreds of students in the rain corridor came out under the command of the academy teaching, walked through the flat road under the railing of the main building of the academy, and walked towards the courtyard.

The ancient pavilion outside the mountain, there are monks talking about drinking tea and talking about it, it is still early in the morning, the morning light is just right, and the interest is just right.

The monk was dressed in a gold silk robe, about 30 years old, with beautiful eyebrows and big eyes, and a peaceful face, with the meaning of getting rid of dust in his gestures.

With the rosary in his hand, his eyes fell between the vertical and horizontal lines, and he saw that his old friend hesitated, and then tilted his head to look at the mountain academy, and asked, "I heard...... The Master is very tall. ”

The Taoist looked solemn, hesitated for a long time, put down the chessboard, raised his head and answered: "Master educates the common people...... It should be extremely high. ”

"I haven't seen him, how tall is he, how is he compared to the young ancestor?"

"I haven't seen him either, how do you know him?"

"The Great Qin National Master doesn't know?"

"Isn't the Ancestral Buddha Dharma Protector also unaware?"

In the courtyard, the lively rain corridor calmed down, Luoyang took a few steps forward, bowed to the teaching, and listened to the teaching coldly: "Keep up!"

Luoyang pursed his lips, entered a study room with Jiaoxi, sat opposite each other, and Jiaoxi found a white character from the messy table, looked at it for a moment and handed it to Luoyang.

Luoyang took a deep breath, felt a slight coolness in his heart, took the roll of paper with both hands, looked at it carefully, and saw a question on the ink scroll, about a dozen words, which read:

"One hundred steamed buns and one hundred monks, three big monks are more indisputable, three small monks are divided into one, and how many small monks are each?"

Because of the wanderings of his childhood, Luoyang is very good at controlling his emotions, or good at suppressing his inner emotions, whether it is the night sunshine, the storm or the mirror lake in his heart, he always shows that extraordinarily indifferent appearance.

Chen Yu stared at everything she was familiar with, this was her first home, and she couldn't help but think of that period of hard work in arts and sciences.

That summer vacation was the last summer vacation, and there were some things that I hadn't seen for a long time......

"Hurry up, you won't be right, will you?"

Chen Yu came back to his senses, looked at the question again, didn't need to calculate, and opened his mouth to reply: "Twenty-five for the big monk and seventy-five for the little monk!"

The black-clothed Luoyang was too lazy to consider right and wrong, so he directly said the answer to Luoyang, Luoyang looked at the question, and did not accept the pen and paper handed by the teacher.

"Give up? There's a simpler ...... to this."

"Twenty-five for the big monk, seventy-five for the little monk!"

Luoyang said softly, teaching and learning is obviously distracted, this question is not difficult, but it is not easy for a fifteen-year-old child, this son lives up to his reputation.

"Come with me, don't delay the morning class, the better the talent, the more hard you need to work. ”

Luoyang got up and was about to keep up with the teaching, Chen Yu said: "Tell him, go directly to the master!"

The black-clothed Luoyang pursed his lips and conveyed truthfully, Luoyang stopped, bowed and said, "Mr. Fanqing leads the way, Chen Yu and Chen seniors asked me to come to see the master......"

"Keep up. ”

After a moment of silence, the teacher took another step, the same rhetoric, but there was a lot less coldness inside.

......

......

In the vermilion pavilion, the Taoist looked at the black and white son who embarrassed him, stretched out his hand to stir the spring breeze, a few bright lights through the light clouds, the Taoist smiled, the index finger paused slightly, with this action, a black jade black child jumped out of the chess urn, and quietly fell into the game, just in the criss-cross that changed the situation.

As the national teacher of Great Qin, it is naturally not surprising that Mo Yuanshan has detected the chess game, but it is strange that his eyebrows are frowning very tightly at this time, staring at the monk opposite, and he is afraid.

The horizontal knife is immediate, millions of soldiers, killing machine step by step, what kind of monk is that, it is clearly the evil spirit of purgatory!

The monk stopped killing, and now he is stationed in Xianyang Feiyan Temple, and it is rumored that this person once guarded a boundary gap alone, fighting alone to kill strange spirits, killing all resentful spirits, and forcibly sealing the boundary gap.

A few years ago, by chance and the Lingshan ancestor Buddha encountered, folded in the Dharma, so far hidden in the Lingshan, pursued penance, in recent days sat in the Ten Thousand Wild Goose Pagoda chanting scriptures and translations, rarely dealing with people outside the temple.

The monk looked at the chess pieces in the game quietly, his eyelashes blinked slowly, and a white piece slowly rose from the chess urn and slowly came to the chessboard.

Bai Zi sealed the black son's angry eyes, the Taoist priest raised his head, and he didn't see how the monk moved, and several black chess pieces that were eaten moved out of the chessboard, and the two were seven or eight compared to each other.

The Great Qin National Master and the Ancestral Buddha Protector played chess, naturally no one dared to come forward to disturb, those little monks and monks tacitly stayed away from the long pavilion, and did not dare to watch the game of these two masters.

Mo Yuanshan looked at the black and white pieces on the chessboard, shook his head, and said, "Can you see through the identity of that person?"

Zhi Kill smiled slightly, looked at Luoyang, shook his head, and said: "I can't see through, I don't know where he came from, but he is indeed related to the academy, I don't know if it is a bad fate." ”

Mo Yuanshan said abruptly: "What fate is not something you and I can stop, the master is said to know everything, if this person has ulterior motives, how can he hide it from the master, just right, you and I can borrow his light to meet the master who is so tall and immortal!"

Stop killing shook his head and chuckled, looking at the situation on the chessboard, he knew that Mo Yuanshan's mind was not broken, staring at Luoyang's back, the victory or defeat of a game of chess, if you can see the master's side, don't say one game, ten games will also be won.