Feng Qingyan naturally knew that the elegant old man in front of him was the national player Lian Li of Zhao, otherwise he would not have appeared here.

He appears here mainly because Lian Li's chess talent is so amazing.

If Lian Li were given a different environment, such as Zhou Tianxia, ​​or the world of the dead, he would definitely be a saint-level existence.

So I came to the Yiting to play a game of chess with him.

This game really surprised him. He was not disappointed, but rather pleasantly surprised. Because, he had deduced this game carefully several times before he could deduce it...

Who is he?

What realm?

After deducing it several times, this has already explained the problem.

"Hey, where was the national scholar just now?"

After the three scholars greeted each other, the middle-aged man behind the elegant old man was slightly stunned. It was just a blink of an eye. Why did he disappear?

At this time, the elegant old man, Du Qing and others also looked around quickly and found that the "national scholar" was really missing.

This made them quite anxious.

"Where did he go?"

The elegant old man asked quickly, but everyone shook their heads and couldn't help but sigh.

"Do you know the surname of this national scholar?"

Du Qing was also disappointed, and then he said with some expectation: "I wonder if Mr. Lien knows about this national scholar?"

"Never heard of that."

The elegant old man said.

At this moment, he frowned, as if he was recalling whether he had mentioned this person among his friends...

After all, the friends he made were not ordinary people. When chatting, he would mention some outstanding young people to some extent.

Perhaps this national scholar is one of these younger generations?

Unfortunately, after much deliberation, I couldn't find a similar junior, so I shook my head...

After a while.

He sat down, closed his eyes and thought about the chess game carefully...

But also at this time.

There are a few faint, invisible colorful threads floating between heaven and earth, which are the sacred images of heaven and earth refined by Feng Qingyan.

Several strands slowly fell on the elegant old man's body.

Another ray fell on Du Qing's body.

When the sacred images of heaven and earth slowly integrated into their bodies, their minds trembled slightly, as if there was something extra in their bodies.

Or maybe I realized something.

In a trance, it seemed that I had figured out a lot of things at once, but if I wanted to explain it carefully, I couldn't tell what I had figured out.

In short, there is a feeling that thoughts are coming through.

For example, Du Qing.

He vaguely felt that he seemed to be able to go further in the previous chess game.

This surprised them all, but they didn't think much about it.

…

…

The east is slightly white and the sky is slightly bright.

On the hill behind the post pavilion, Feng Qingyan stood motionless.

In fact, in the early morning, he had to leave and wanted to walk in this small world. After all, it was left by the disciples, so it was good to take a walk...

Anyway.

As soon as he returned to the earth, he met his own people.

The world is so big, and he is so lucky, isn't it worth walking in this small world by himself? However, when he was about to leave, he found that several rays of the sacred images of heaven and earth fell on the elegant old man.

He didn't expect that the destined person would show up so quickly.

This surprised him.

In addition to the elegant old man, Du Qing also got a ray of...

And a few others may be able to obtain one or two rays over time.

then.

He might as well wait.

Moreover, he gradually discovered that he had a great impact on the world...

There is an influence that is difficult to explain clearly, as if every word and deed of oneself can shape the world and make it no longer ordinary.

So he thought for a long time, maybe this has something to do with the scholars.

Maybe this world has accumulated enough and needs someone to enlighten it...

Just enlighten it.

In this world, it is possible for an existence at the level of an emperor to be born.

This made him quite surprised, even a little shocked, and he had to marvel at the energy of the disciples.

"Guan Guan Jiu Jiu, in the river island. A graceful lady, a gentleman likes to fight."

"Scattered water plants are flowing from left to right. Fair ladies are longing for them."

So at this moment, he started to recite on the mountain behind the pavilion.

An ancient chant seems to have come from ancient time and space, and there is an indescribable desolation in the loud voice.

Feng Qingyan faced the east and read quietly, spitting out pale white words one by one.

As his recitation sounded, a faint literary atmosphere slowly filled the world.

Gathered from all around.

And in the post pavilion.

The elegant old man, Du Qing and others woke up suddenly when they heard the charming sound of reading in Mengxiang, with doubtful looks in their eyes.

"The sound of reading is full of leisurely ancient meaning, just like what the ancient books say, speaking with great prowess..."

"Yes, this is speaking out loud..."

The elegant old man suddenly became excited and ran out of the post pavilion without caring whether he was neatly dressed or not.

After a while.

The elegant old man, Du Qing and others had already walked out of the post pavilion and looked toward the mountain behind.

Faintly visible is a figure in white standing on the mountain behind.

but.

Because the white fog was too thick, I couldn't see clearly whether it was the "national scholar" last night...

"is it him?"

The elegant old man stretched his neck and said.

"It seems he is a national scholar."

Du Qing carefully identified it, but he couldn't see clearly either.

"Let's go up the mountain and have a look. I didn't expect that there are still people reading it in the morning. The reading is so charming, as if they have learned the true flavor of Confucianism. It's not simple."

The elegant old man exclaimed, admiring this young man in white more and more.

As they got closer and closer, they found that the world was filled with an aura that they could not explain. This shocked the elegant old man even more, and said: "This should be the eloquence mentioned in the ancient books. It must be

So! Unexpectedly, someone can actually do it. I always thought it was meant..."

…

…

When Feng Qingyan finished reading in the morning, he did not leave.

The elegant old man, Du Qing and others arrived at the back mountain just in time, and an exclamation conversation ensued.

They shared the methods of nourishing Qi through reading.

When he returned to the Yi Pavilion, the elegant old man invited Feng Qingyan to accompany him.

Feng Qingyan did not refuse. Anyway, he was traveling around the world. He could start from anywhere and walk anywhere...
To be continued...