The Barren Mountains really have a whole mountain range, and there are as many as four people above the Shenqi Realm in the sect, and the sect master Qi Ji is even more legendary to have reached the Transformation Realm. Wang Xiaoyun said that among the sects that lead to the depth of the rivers and lakes, Barren Ridge is definitely one of them.

A real behemoth.

Qingxin Mountain is a small hill on the edge of Barren Ridge. Before leaving, Feng Qingtong deliberately checked the map around the Barren Ridge, which was very mysterious. Although Qingxin Mountain is on the edge of the Barren Ridge, there are two large desecration ferries belonging to the Barren Hill not far away, and there is a council hall under the Barren Hill Mountain in the farther place.

Therefore, Qingxin Mountain seems to be just a dispensable edge hill in the Barren Mountains, but in fact, it is faintly guarded......

Feng Qingtong was not in a relaxed mood, he just climbed the mountain slowly step by step, if he could, he didn't want to see Shui Jue again......

But there will be a moment when you reach the top of the mountain.

At the top of the mountain is a marble platform, with a gap in the middle of the platform planted with a huge ancient pine. Although it is autumn, the ancient pines are still green. Under the shade of the ancient pine trees is an elegant white jade platform.

On the edge of the stone platform, a black-robed young man looked leisurely, slowly falling on the chessboard. Because of some obsession, he didn't even notice Feng Qingtong not far away for a long time. Feng Qingtong didn't make a sound, but slowly approached and watched him fall from the sidelines.

The black-robed young man was naturally Shui Jue.

Shui Jue was very slow, and it could be seen that he had not been in contact with this Tao for a long time, and it was likely that he had just started learning. But he is already extremely aura, and his chess talent is ten times and a hundred times that of Feng Qianmo.

Playing against oneself, it is rare to push the other self into a corner, and really distinguish the winner from the loser. But for Shui Jue, it seems to be completely different.

The white zi in his hand was slowly arranged, but it was very weak, and the black was extremely lethal, opening and closing. After a while, Baizi reached the point where he had to admit defeat.

"You can go down here. Feng Qingtong's voice was mellow, and he gently lifted a white child in the air and landed on the chessboard.

Shui Jue subconsciously shook his head: "It's not my ......"

He suddenly reacted, looked up, and Feng Qingtong, who was dressed in white, was looking at him and smiling:

"How did you learn to play chess?"

Shui Jue's face was a little strange, but he still got up, retreated to the side of his seat, and bowed slightly: "I've seen the Sword Immortal." ”

Feng Qingtong waved his hand, sat on the stone seat casually, and sighed: "I thought you would drive me away directly." ”

Shui Jue also sat down on the other side and shook his head: "Shui Jue will not be ungrateful, my injury that night did not have the sword immortal's action, and I couldn't hang my life." ”

"What's going on now?" Feng Qingtong looked at the black-clothed young man's cheeks, and his lines seemed to have softened, no longer as cold as he had seen before. He had another blue eyeball in his left eye, but if you looked closely, you would find that there was no divine light, and it should be a fake eyeball made from a spiritual object later.

Shui Jue's demeanor was calm, without a depressed look at all, as if he was talking about other people's affairs: "The meridians are broken, the natural power is lost, and there is no achievement." This body, leaking air on all sides, can't leave the aura. ”

Feng Qingtong could naturally see that the current Shui Jue couldn't be more ordinary, and he really didn't have any aura at all.

Sighing, Feng Qingtong was a little helpless: "You ......"

Shui Jue smiled, not very concerned: "Sword Immortal don't worry about my mentality, it's not bad to be idle and indifferent now." In the past, I was very talented, but I always had to worry about being coveted and persecuted, but now it is easier. ”

"It's a good thing that you've talked a lot. ”

Shui Jue was stunned for a moment, and then there was more smile on his face: "Who said it wasn't." ”

There was some silence between the two, and Shui Jue slowly withdrew the chess pieces into the chess box.

The chess pieces were about to be finished, Shui Jue looked at Feng Qingtong, who looked haggard, and sighed:

"The Sword Immortal is here today for the two sects to destroy the door?"

Feng Qingtong shook his head: "Originally, but now it's not." ”

Shui Jue was stunned again, and then seemed to be much more relaxed:

"So just in time, if you want to ask me about these two destroyed doors, I can only say that I am very happy, and good and evil are rewarded. And then sell it miserably, and then let the sword fairy take a good look at this tattered body, and prove that it has absolutely nothing to do with me, and so on. You say another word of extenuating circumstances, and show a little pity, but you still don't believe Shui Jue's words...... Hey, it's hard to think about. ”

Feng Qingtong didn't think it was funny, just looked at Shui Jue and slowly packed up the chess box.

Finally, Feng Qingtong opened his mouth, and his voice was a little hoarse:

"Sometimes it's annoying that I can see through a lot of things. ”

Shui Jue was a little helpless by Feng Qingtong's series of inexplicable words today, and laughed angrily:

"What's the matter, the sword fairy is still going to sell miserably in front of my poor man?"

Feng Qingtong was a little tired and smiled: "How is it possible, it's not as miserable as you." ”

Shui Jue nodded:

"That's good. ”

Feng Qingtong propped his arms on the stone table chessboard, held up his head and looked at Shui Jue:

"Let's talk about the problem at the beginning, how did you start playing chess?"

Shui Jue had already set up the chess box: "There is a waste person, there is nothing to do." I didn't like it in Shimen before, but now I think it's a little interesting. ”

Feng Qingtong nodded: "You don't mind if we play the next game, right?"

Shui Jue hesitated, but nodded as well.

"You take black first, I don't think your white chess is lethal, it's better to be fierce. ”

Shui Jue's face was strange, but he didn't say anything, and obediently took the black chess.

Shui Jue originally thought that Feng Qingtong's chess skills were extremely high, so he was careful everywhere. But who knew that Feng Qingtong was like himself who had just been white, playing chess weakly, without any desire to attack, and he still didn't eat the sunspots in his mouth.

Shui Jue went down, and then he threw himself in.

He has a strong wrist with a sunspot, competes for victory everywhere, keeps eating children, and refuses to let it go.

Feng Qingtong saw that Shui Jue's face was getting colder and colder, as if he was going to eat all the white seeds......

Feng Qingtong sighed, still slowly.

Unconsciously, the sweat on Shui Jue's head became more and more. It's autumn, the weather has cooled, and sweating is naturally not the cause of the weather.

It's just because Shui Jue only feels that the more he goes down, the more he has nowhere to go.

Earlier, he ate a lot of white pieces with great momentum, but at this moment, there are obviously fewer white pieces on the chess surface, but his black pieces can only continue to stay on the existing territory after being dominant. Feng Qingtong still has spare strength, slowly falling, still not eating, but accounting for most of the plate.

Shui Jue's eyes were cold, and he stared fiercely at Bai Zi on the chessboard. Suddenly realized that he was a little out of shape, and the chill in his eyes slowly dissipated. He let out a sigh:

"I lost. ”

Feng Qingtong didn't care, and nodded:

"Hope it will be of some use to you. ”

Then he got up and prepared to leave. Suddenly, Feng Qingtong remembered something, stopped and asked:

"Shui Jue, will you hate Feng Qianmo?"

Shui Jue wiped the sweat from his forehead and thought for a while: "I hated it when I was naïve, but I don't hate it now, it's just a little hateful." ”

Feng Qingtong nodded, turned to look at Shui Jue: "Can you keep your promises?"

Shui Jue didn't know what he meant: "Naturally. ”

"If you hate Feng Qianmo in the future and have the opportunity to kill him, let him go at least once, it can be regarded as repaying my kindness, is it feasible?"

Shui Jue frowned: "Sword Immortal doesn't believe what Shui Jue said just now, I don't hate him." Besides, with Shui Jue, he can't kill him. ”

Feng Qingtong didn't make a sound, just looked at Shui Jue.

There was a stalemate, and Shui Jue had to nod:

"I promised. ”

Feng Qingtong then went down the mountain and left.

......

When Feng Qingtong was far away, a middle-aged man with pale sideburns appeared beside Shui Jue. Looking at the direction where Feng Qingtong went, this middle-aged man with amazing weather sighed with some emotion:

"Immortal figures. ”

Then he looked at the young man Shui Jue beside him, with some concern:

"How?"

Shui Jue shook his head and sat down at the stone table again, watching the chess game.

......

At the foot of the mountain, Feng Qingtong bought a wine jug, filled it with the best wine, and hung it beside him.

There are some things, although I don't know the details, but I can finally see the truth in a superficial way. No evidence, just a feeling. He hoped that his feelings were wrong, but he knew that his feelings were right.

Sad!

In the northern jurisdiction of this town, if he doesn't run away, it will really become the rivers and lakes that he Feng Qingtong will struggle for the rest of his life. I can't take care of a lot of the rest of the mess, and the more I am here, the more chaotic it will become.

Under the setting sun, the young man in white was full of guilt and expectations, drinking the liquor in the pot and heading south.

Young Edgeworth, say goodbye without saying goodbye.