As soon as these words came out, those Wendao people who became fanatical fans came back to their senses one after another.

"That's right, that's right, I was so excited that I almost forgot the etiquette...... Mr. Confucius, Taoism, Wenzong, come to pay homage to the Holy Master!"

"Golden Pen Academy, half-Confucian Prince Yang, I have seen the Holy Master!"

"Don't dare to be a great Confucian in the chess house, lead the students of the chess mansion to serve the holy master!"

"Tianqin Academy's Great Wen Sect Jun Mo Xiao, leading the disciples of Qin Dao, loyal to the Holy Master!"

"Flute Palace Master Qi Zimo, meet the Terran Holy Master!"

"Haoran Sect is red, I am willing to lead all the people of the sect to follow the Holy Master, clear the soul gate, and do the right thing for the sky!"

Respectful voices came from afar.

A wave of heroic literature erupted.

Every literati was full of excitement, looking at the figure standing on top of the thunder phoenix.

That is the Holy Master of Wendao.

It is the highest idol in the heart of every person who is literate!

It can even be said that it is faith!

Half-saint Li Mi didn't care about his identity at all, in the face of this man who made him realize from a great Confucian to a half-saint with a few words of advice, Li Mi tidied up his somewhat messy clothes and knelt down respectfully.

"Student Li Mi, I've seen my teacher!"

"Hmm. There was a soft snort from afar.

The half-saint gave such a big gift, but Zhang Feng just hummed.

Very rude.

If this is someone else, I'm afraid it will be a long time ago.

However, those people who were literal and Taoist looked at Li Mi with envy at this time, and Li Mi's face was full of glory, and the corners of his mouth were grinning to the root of his ears.

That's an acknowledgment from the Holy Master!

The Holy Master admits that he is his student!

What a glorious thing it is!

Looking at those people who were full of envy and jealousy, Li Mi felt extremely proud and glorious in his heart.

And in the distance, the three sub-saint old men who exuded a rich and condensed literary atmosphere, stepped on the chessboard of mountains and rivers, surrounded by black and white chess pieces, and there were more shadows of mountains, rivers, sun, moon and stars, and the shadows of the stars were constantly emerging, also looked at Li Mi with envy.

They want to apprentice, but they are all disliked by the holy teacher, and it depends on their performance.

The kid who is a quasi-saint doesn't seem to have high qualifications, at most he is a great Confucian's qualifications, how can he be fortunate enough to become a disciple of the holy master, thanks to the guidance of the holy master, he directly broke through the qualification restrictions and entered the quasi-saint from the great Confucian.

Envy, jealousy, hatred.

In the end, it was the old man Gu Bei who mustered up the courage and respectfully bowed to Zhang Feng, and said tentatively: "Holy Master, how will I behave this time?"

The other two old men were also nervous.

Isn't it just to let the Holy Master take a look at him and accept him as an apprentice?

"Not very good. Zhang Feng's voice was a little dissatisfied, "The three of you are also Yasheng, but you only know how to fight with brute force and fight to the death with a majestic style." ”

"To be honest, I doubt you know how to play chess. ”

As soon as these words came out, the literati were silent.

That's a saint!

Below the saints, above all beings!

This kind of existence, there are only three of them in the past 10,000 years!

changed to other literati, and when they saw these three old men, they didn't dare to speak loudly. If these three want to accept apprentices, as long as they say a word, countless Wendao Tianjiao can break their threshold!

This kind of Yasheng who enters the Tao with chess, his chess skills are not against the sky, but he is also as high as the sky!

But when it comes to the mouth of the holy master, why can't he play chess?

However.

The three old men of Gu Bei were not angry at all, but became more and more respectful and humble.

There was even a little excitement in his look.

They knew that Zhang Feng was going to instruct them!

"Please also ask the Holy Master to guide you!" said Old Man Gu Bei bowed respectfully.

"Mountains and rivers crisscross nineteen roads, and the chess game is thousands of miles. For ordinary people, it's good enough to get this far. Zhang Feng stood on top of the phoenix and said slowly, "But it's still far from the avenue, it's just a forced urging with a literary tone." ”

"The real way of chess...... Heaven and earth are chessboards, mountains and rivers are chess pieces, and the game is a world of creatures. Zhang Feng's voice suddenly became extremely ethereal, as if it came from the sky, falling into everyone's ears from all directions, "And all the chess players need to do is to put the finishing touch." ”

said.

Zhang Feng waved his hand.

Everyone looked intently and saw that a stone slowly fell from a height of ten thousand feet.

Drop on the ground at will.

Not even the dust stirred up.

There is no authority.

"Huh?" Old Man Gu Bei was stunned for a moment, and looked at the stone a little inexplicably: "That's it......"

Everyone was also puzzled.

What's wrong with throwing a pebble, and then what?

Only the Xuanshang gentleman's pupils shrank suddenly, as if he understood something, and hurriedly pulled the old man Gu Bei: "Don't say more, can't you see the mystery?"

"Ah, mysterious, this is just throwing a lonely ......" The old man Gu Bei has a temperament like a child, and he really reached the realm of chess, even if Zhang Feng did something wrong, he would not save face, and he was ready to question Zhang Feng at the moment.

But before he could finish.

"Boom!"

Between heaven and earth, a loud noise suddenly arose.

The ground shook violently.

The crowd and the generals looked into the distance in shock.

I saw that the earth was full in the distance, and I couldn't see what was happening at all, but looking at the dusty sky, I was afraid that there would be 100,000 miles of mountains and rivers to collapse!

Although in fact nothing happened, special effects happened......

But this moment.

Everyone was stupid.

The old man Gu Bei looked at the dust covering the sky and the sun in the distance, leaving cold sweat on his forehead, he was extremely afraid in his heart, and his respect for Zhang Feng in his heart was incomprehensible!

Is this the Holy Master?

Heaven and earth are chess games, and mountains and rivers are chess pieces.

didn't use a body of culture at all, just drop a son casually, and you can change the color of mountains and rivers!

"Thank you for your teachings. The gentleman of Xuanshang was the first to come back to his senses and bowed respectfully to Zhang Feng: "The Holy Master is right, we are too complacent. Compared with the Holy Master, the means we are waiting for are completely brute force, and I don't know a bit of chess at all!"

"Thank you for the guidance of the Holy Master, the younger generation has faintly understood the true meaning of chess! It is the younger generation who sits in the well and watches the sky, and I don't know that there is a sky outside the sky!"

"The realm of the Holy Master, it is really not something we can imagine!" Tan Xiao, the pavilion master of the Lanyu Pavilion, also bowed down directly, and he was grateful and worshiped in his heart.

Be completely convinced.

The Holy Master, worthy of being a Holy Master, has such attainments in chess.

"I'm afraid that we are really untalented and unworthy of worshipping the Holy Master as a teacher. Lan Yuge Tan Xiao smiled bitterly and smiled bitterly at the old man Gu Bei.

Old Man Gu Bei also sighed, but then his eyes lit up: "If the Holy Master doesn't want to accept it, forget it, but the old man will definitely follow the Holy Master in the future, just want to get a word or two of guidance just like today!"

The reward gentleman on the side was also excited: "Yes, one or two words of guidance are enough! When I go back, I will move to the gate of Shengfeng Mountain in Sheung Shui, and the building near the water will get the moon first...... Besides, the Holy Master will not accept disciples at this time, and as long as we behave well in the future, the Holy Master may change his mind......"

As soon as this remark came out.

The three of them were all excited, and they made up their minds at the moment to continue to follow!

The other literati were also excited when they saw the scene of the holy master casually throwing down a stone and shattering 100,000 miles of mountains and rivers.

"My generation of literati has such power!"

"I'm in the mood for literature!"

"I'm ashamed, my Wang Ziyang used to think that the monk Wendao was not good at fighting and was weaker than the monk, but now it seems that it is clearly me who does not understand the avenue!"

"Who would dare to say that the people of Wendao are powerless in the future?"

"As long as the literati of our generation step into the true avenue, even the cultivators are afraid that they will not be able to compare to us!"

For a while, the people of Wendao shouted wildly.

The 800,000 Lizhou monks were also shocked, no one expected that Wen Dao, who was not good at fighting, would be so powerful.

Only the good people of Sheung Shui looked at those people with pity on their faces...... This is another person who has been fooled and lame, what a sin......