For Gao Tianlu's care, Jiang Yongge was a little reluctant. After all, he is a senior brother, but now he is doing that for himself like a personal servant, and he cares about it.

"Senior Brother Gao, you don't have to send it in person in the future, just let me go over and pick it up. Jiang Yongge invited Gao Tianlu to sit down and personally poured him a cup of tea. Gao Tianlu looked him up and down, but after three or four days of hard work, Jiang Yongge cultivated to score, and the whole person looked like two people when he first came.

"Master really has an excellent vision, and his junior brother's talent is above all the junior brothers and sisters!" Gao Tianlu praised from the bottom of his heart, but Jiang Yongge quipped, "What about you, senior brother, how do you compare to me?" Gao Tianlu's face turned red, and he lowered his head and said uneasily, "How can the junior brother make fun of me, this disciple in the Hidden Que Sect, no one is better than me!"

"Senior Brother Gao, don't be presumptuous!" Jiang Yongge said to Gao Tianlu, "Although I came late, I can see clearly." In the Hidden Que Gate, Senior Brother, you are the first kind person and take good care of me. Those little people who look down on people don't have to take it to heart. In my opinion, Senior Brother is a blessed person!"

"Really?" Gao Tianlu smiled very happily. Jiang Yongge sighed in his heart, in fact, with Gao Tianlu's qualifications, he shouldn't have appeared here. It was originally an ordinary thing to worship Gao and step on the bottom, Gao Tianlu had no ability, but he occupied the position of the senior brother, how could he not arouse the jealousy and even humiliation of others.

"By the way, Master asked you to go there in the evening. Gao Tianlu said and got up, "I still have a little idle to do, so I'll leave first." Jiang Yongge knew that it must be those people who indiscriminately instructed Gao Tianlu to do things, and he didn't stop him. After all, if he wants to survive in the Hidden Gate, Gao Tianlu has to pay more than others.

On the branches of the moon, Jiang Yongge went to see Jiang Qi. For this master who came out of thin air, Jiang Yongge had doubts, gratitude, incomprehension, and fear. So every time he saw Jiang Qi, Jiang Yongge's palms were sweaty unconsciously.

"You've come at the right time. Jiang Qi still hid himself under the black robe, and even the Moshan Residence where he lived was pitch black, with almost no other color. Jiang Yongge called out "Master" detachedly, and stood near the door solemnly.

"Why, are you also afraid of the deity?" Jiang Qi seemed a little surprised, "You shouldn't be afraid, you are the deity's favorite disciple." Jiang Yongge said, "Master misunderstood, I only have respect for Master." ”

"Forget it, the deity knows that you still have the knot in your heart that you haven't let go, and the deity doesn't force it. Jiang Qi beckoned and asked Jiang Yongge to come closer, "There are no wasters left in the Hidden Gate, you have been here for some time, today I want to see if you have been cultivating with your heart these days." ”

"Yes!" Jiang Yongge was faintly uneasy, he didn't know what method Jiang Qi was going to use to verify it. Only after he arrived did he realize that what the Taixu Daoist had taught him in the past was just a superficial surface, and the true essence was so mysterious that it could not be realized in a day or two.

Jiang Qi pointed to the black jade chessboard on the table and said, "The deity holds the black son, you hold the white zi, there are no complicated rules and twists and turns, all you have to do is to put the white characters in your hand as close to the deity as possible, understand?"

"Understood!" When Jiang Qi picked up a black seed, Jiang Yongge pinched a white one. He stared at the chessboard, chose a position that was not close or far, and then raised his hand to prepare for the landing. But it's easy to lift your hand, but it's even harder to fall. He clearly felt a tremendous drag force that prevented his entire hand, along with his wrist and elbow, from continuing to fall, even by half an inch.

"Huh!"

Just when Jiang Yongge secretly exerted his strength, one of Jiang Qi's black chess pieces had landed firmly on the chessboard in front of him, "If you want to fall, you must also guard against the deity." Jiang Yongge reacted at this time, but the chess pieces had already fallen and could not be changed, and only a part of the spiritual power came out to prevent Jiang Qi from falling again.

The two of them secretly compared, and the two completely different spiritual powers competed and intertwined, and they lit up around them, and from a distance, there were colorful auspicious clouds emerging in the sky above Moshanju, which was very beautiful.

"Master!" Jiang Yongge had already used seven or eight points of spiritual power, his teeth were clenched too tightly, and there was already a faint taste of blood in his mouth. He let out a low snort, and finally put a white word in front of Jiang Qi, and at this time, Jiang Qi's sunspot fell again.

If it continues to be consumed, I am afraid that it will be difficult for Jiang Yongge to have a chance to fall again. What's worse is that doing so consumes spiritual power very much, which is extremely unfavorable to him. At this time, whether to choose to give up, bow your head and admit defeat, or continue with your head, Jiang Yongge doesn't want to choose.

At this time, Jiang Yongge, who was exhausted, felt that something suddenly moved in his arms, which was the spirit drum transformed into a knock. He was overjoyed, and if he had been helped by it at this time, wouldn't he have done twice the result with half the effort?

Without thinking much about it, Jiang Yongge reached into his arms with his other hand, and immediately took it out after touching the spirit drum, held it high above his head and shook it twice!

With the sound of "dong dong" from the spirit drum, Jiang Yongge suddenly felt refreshed, and the hand holding Bai Zi had strength, and he fell down very easily.

"What is this, show it to the deity!" As soon as Jiang Qi saw the spirit drum in Jiang Yong's singer, he immediately stood up and knocked over the jar containing the chess pieces. Jiang Yongge subconsciously wanted to put away the spirit drum, but Jiang Qi grabbed it in his hand first, "You actually have this artifact, impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

"Master, this is my ......" Jiang Yongge saw that Jiang Qi was like crazy, and he didn't dare to approach for a while, just stared at the spirit gathering drum in his hand, regretting that he shouldn't have taken it out opportunistically because he wanted to win.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, how can it not be!" Jiang Qi muttered repeatedly, and it took a while before he gradually calmed down. He gasped and sat down opposite Jiang Yongge, trembling and reaching out to return the spirit drum to Jiang Yongge.

"The deity really didn't see the wrong person," Jiang Qi seemed to be whispering, "You will be above the deity in the future, this is all destiny, you go, go!"

Jiang Yongge was like being amnestied, and he took the spirit drum and turned around before leaving. When he walked to the door, Jiang Qi suddenly said thoughtlessly, "Don't get too close to Gao Tianlu." Jiang Yongge thought that Jiang Qi, like everyone else, treated Gao Tianlu with mediocre qualifications differently, and always treated him with a little contempt, he just gave a low "um" and didn't say much.

Back in his yard, Jiang Yongge felt scared for a while. He put the Gathering Drum on the table and said to himself, "Fortunately, he didn't have the desire to snatch you away, otherwise with my current ability, I wouldn't have been able to snatch you back!"