"Donor, wait!"

An exclamation sounded at the moment when Duan Yanqing was about to die, and then, I saw an ugly-looking little monk rushing out from the side of Master Xuanyan.

"Little monk, what are you doing!"

Seeing this, Gu Mozhi was furious, and he was about to stop the little monk when he gave up Yue Laosan, but he never thought that at this moment, Lin Pingzhi's body was disillusioned and blocked in front of him.

"Young Master Lin, you also killed the four evildoers, why do you want to stop me from acting now?"

Gu Mozhi was a little unwilling, Duan Yanqing was a ruthless person, if he was allowed to survive this catastrophe, he would definitely come to find trouble for himself afterwards, at the moment, while his words were squeezing Lin Pingzhi, he would have to force his way through.

"Just a Duan Yanqing, if you want to kill him, you can do it at any time, but now he is cracking the Zhenlong chess game, King Dalun Ming, you are using the kung fu of my faction, is it possible that you still want to treat my faction as nothing?"

Regardless of whether the ugly-looking little monk is a false bamboo or not, but he is now a successor of the Xiaoyao faction with Li Qiushui's seventy years of internal strength, and Lin Pingzhi, who is the head, will naturally not let people fall for him easily.

At that moment, I saw Lin Pingzhi's hand flicking, the orchid brushing the acupoint, and in the blink of an eye, he had already gone through seven or eight moves with Gu Mozhi, but unfortunately, among the present, only Xiao Feng, Xuan Yan and Murong Fu could see it, and the others only felt a flower in their eyes, and Gu Mozhi's body trembled and retreated to his original position.

Let's say that the little monk, who inherited Li Qiushui's little Wuxianggong, has deep internal strength, in the audience, except for Lin Pingzhi and Duan Yu, even Xiao Feng and Gu Mozhi are inferior, he stretched out his hand, and a strong internal force suddenly burst out, and Duan Yanqing was immediately sobered up by this blow.

"This .........."

Previously, like a dream bubble, Duan Yanqing was secretly grateful to the little monk in his heart, but he was not good at expressing it, so he kept this love firmly in his heart, and then, he turned his head, glared at Gu Mozhi fiercely, and said in ventriloquism: "The national teacher taught today, Duan Yanqing will be rewarded another day." ”

Gu Mozhi was not afraid, and folded his hands and said: "I have already learned the six-vein divine sword of the Duan family in Dali, and I have been fascinated by Yiyang Finger for a long time, and I also ask Prince Yanqing not to show mercy to his subordinates." ”

When he said this, the implication was that even your Dali Duan family's supreme peerless six-vein divine sword didn't help him, could he still be afraid of your Duan Yanqing's one-yang finger that was far inferior to the six-vein divine sword?

When Duan Yanqing heard this, he was even more angry, but he was angry, but he never made a move, and Gu Mozhi was just a mouthpiece, so there were many masters in the field at this time, and they were afraid that after the fierce fight, both sides would lose, and they would take advantage of others.

In this box, the two have just finished their cruel words, and a new game has been opened on the chessboard.

But it turned out that just now, after Lin Pingzhi saw that the little monk had solved Duan Yanqing's crisis, he said to Su Xinghe: "Xinghe senior nephew, you ask this little master to crack the chess game." ”

"Yes. ”

The head of the house had an order, Su Xinghe should obey it, and he smiled and said to the little monk: "Little master, since you have already stood up, you might as well come and break this Zhenlong chess game." ”

The little monk waved his hand again and again: "No, no, I don't know how to play chess at all." ”

"Why should the little master be modest. ”

Su Xinghe said with a smile: "Just now you can see that this Mr. Duan and that Murong Gongzi have the same chess path, it can be seen that there is a hidden spirituality, even if you can't play chess, you can try to break this Zhenlong chess game." ”

"This .........."

The little monk was still about to refuse, and suddenly heard Master Xuan Nan pronounce a Buddha horn and said, "Xuzhu! Since Lin Gongzi and Mr. Su are both interested in you, you can give it a try." ”

"Obey the decree of my uncle. ”

The little monk Xuzhu responded, and sat down opposite Su Xinghe helplessly, but saw Su Xinghe laughing and said, "Little Master Xuzhu, please!"

"Yes. ”

Although Xuzhu doesn't know how to play chess at all, at most he is a rookie who has just stepped on the threshold, where can he understand this Zhenlong chess game, so he has to pinch a chess piece casually and put it down.

Seeing this, Su Xinghe couldn't help but reprimand angrily: "Nonsense, nonsense, you fill your own anger and kill a piece of white chess by yourself, how can there be such a way to play chess?"

It turned out that the chess piece of Xuzhu was actually placed in a white chess piece that had been surrounded by black chess.

This large piece of white chess is still angry, although black can eat it at any time, but as long as the opponent guards the way, there is no time to eat for a while, there is always a glimmer of life, struggling, all by this. Now he himself has eaten his white chess, and there has never been such a suicide in the chess lane. As soon as the white piece died, White saw that the whole army was annihilated. Xiao Feng, Duan Yu, Gu Mozhi, Murong Fu and others saw it, although they took into account that Xuzhu was a monk of Shaolin Temple, they couldn't help but shake their heads.

Xuzhu scratched his head, feeling embarrassed, but Su Xinghe sighed and said: "The ancestor has a will, the head has an order, no matter who is in this game, he can enter the game, although the little master is whimsical, but it is always a move to enter the game." ”

But listen to Lin Ping's way: "All actions are impermanent, it is the law of birth and destruction, life and death have been extinguished, and silence is joy, Xinghe master and nephew, you look back on your life and then refer to this chess game, haven't you seen through the obstacles in this game?"

When Su Xinghe heard this, his heart immediately perked up, but he had been immersed in it for most of his life, and he had already fallen into a deep obstacle, how could he easily break free, and while responding to the chess move, he said: "Although the words of the master are reasonable, but this little master killed a chess piece of himself, and the black chess piece is pressing one step harder, but how should he respond to the law?"

Lin Pingzhi said indifferently: "Master and nephew, look." While speaking, he pointed to Xuzhu to take out a chess piece and put it on the chessboard, where it was played, but it was a vacant position after the white piece was removed, this move seems to be absurd, but in fact it makes a lot of sense, in the past 30 years, Su Xinghe has dismantled thousands of changes in this game of chess, all of which have been dismantled to the chest, no matter how the opponent plays, can not exceed the range he has disassembled.

But Xu Zhu committed suicide in the first move, a large piece of white money, which violated the fundamental chess theory, and anyone who knew a little bit about the game would never make this move. It is like lifting a sword to kill oneself and committing suicide with a horizontal sword. After he killed a large piece of his white chess, the situation suddenly became cheerful, although black had a big advantage, white had room for maneuver, and he was no longer as tied as before. In this new situation, Su Xinghe never dreamed of it, he was stunned, thought for a long time, and then responded to a black chess.

After Su Xinghe responded to the black chess, Lin Pingzhi once again instructed Xuzhu to play a white chess piece on the "flat" 28 road. As soon as he fell, he could only hear Gu Mozhi, Murong Fu, Duan Yanqing, Duan Yu, Xiao Feng and others all shouting "Huh", Su Xinghe's face was joyful and admiring, but also anxious and worried, and his two long eyebrows couldn't help moving up and down.

In this way, the two sides played a few more games, and the situation changed greatly at this time, and everyone knew that the secret of this "Zhenlong" was to squeeze a large piece of white chess to death first, and then the wonderful Fang was born.

Chess inherent in the "counterattack", "take off the boots" method, their own deliberately send to death, let the opponent eat a few pieces, and then win, but send the dead at most only a few pieces, never one breath to give dozens of pieces, this "squeeze yourself" move, is really a strange change in the game of Go, no matter how wonderful you are, you will never think of this road. Anyone thinks about how to get out of trouble and survive, and no one deliberately thinks about the road to death.

Therefore, if you want to break this game, Zhenlong is not in the game, but outside the game, the game and the competition are the same, and there must be room between the opponents as a space to play. More wins, less wins, and nothing counts. I look at it this way, and I can see the victory or defeat. The way to win or lose is to be single-minded, and when you are evenly matched or inferior, it is always 'a surprise move, with a right match'.

Although Xu Zhu is a messy son, his trick is in a place that others never expected, which means that there is more leeway, and Su Xinghe loses control of the situation, coupled with Lin Pingzhi's guidance from the side, there is an endless stream of clever tricks. At the end of the game, Su Xinghe's face became more and more happy, seeing that no matter how the black chess responded, it would be eaten by the white chess, and then it would be able to break out of the encirclement.

Regardless of victory or defeat, this game of Zhenlong, to such an extent, can be regarded as broken, Xuzhu scratched his head, and said with a little cramped: "Thank you Mr. for conceding!"

When Su Xinghe heard this, he chuckled to himself and said: "The old man didn't let you have a son, it was the little master's talent and talent, and the opportunity to have this adventure, and the master uncle will give you a great creation later." ”

Xuzhu hurriedly said: "No, no, anyway, if I can break this chess game, it all depends on Lin Gongzi's guidance, where can I still get a reward, this is not appropriate, it is not appropriate." ”

"Hah!"

Hearing this, Lin Pingzhi also chuckled to himself and said, "What's wrong, you have asked Master Xuan Jian first, and then come with me, I still have something to ask you." ”

Xuzhu was at a loss, and Master Xuan Yan had already spoken first: "Xuzhu, since Lin Gongzi has something to ask you, you can go with him." ”

"Yes, Uncle Shi. ”

Xuzhu responded, followed Lin Pingzhi out of the chess meeting venue, the two of them one after the other, unconsciously had traveled several miles away, came to a mound, Lin Pingzhi suddenly turned around, and asked Xuzhu: "Little monk, can you tell me, where does the internal strength of your little Wuxianggong come from?"

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