Seeing that Xiao Feng and Azhu were both on the Leigu Mountain, Yang Yi looked at Duan Yu who was standing beside them and said curiously: "How are you three together?"

Duan Yu smiled and said, "I have long been a brother of the opposite sex with Brother Xiao, and Azhu is my half-sister. It happened that I received an invitation from Mr. Congbian from the chess club at the same time, but I got together here. Brother Yang, have you also received an invitation from Mr. Su?"

Yang Yi nodded and said, "I happened to pass by here and came here to watch the fun after receiving the post."

At this time, several retainers around Duan Yuan had already recognized Yang Yi. At that time, several people fought with the South China Sea Crocodile God and Ye Erniang. If Yang Yi had not chosen Ye Erniang, it would be unknown whether he would live or die in the end. Therefore, when he saw Yang Yi, he would come to thank him.

Yang Yi waved his hand and said, "Ye Erniang is not a pity for death. I am chasing Ye Erniang, but I am not specifically saving you. There is no need to thank you for this."

Zhu Danchen and others laughed and said, "Even if the young master is unintentional to help us, I always have to thank you for your gratitude."

As he was talking, he heard the skinny old man in front of him speak, "Everyone, this place is so simple, Su Xinghe is not careful, he is negligent, negligent!"

Hearing him speak like this, it seems that it is Su Xinghe. Behind him were seven men and one woman, among which Xue Muhua was.

When Xue Muhua saw Yang Yi, he hurried to Su Xinghe and whispered a few words.

Su Xinghe's body shook and his face showed surprise. He looked at Yang Yi who was riding on the horse, but then he withdrew his gaze and came to his head underground.

Su Xinghe pointed to the chessboard in front of him and said, "When his master was alive, he spent three years to create this Zhenlong chess game. However, no one could solve it for many years. Until his master passed away, he was still worried about it. I was forced by Ding Chunqiu many years ago and pretended to be deaf and dumb, and did not dare to talk to others. Now Ding Chunqiu has been killed by Yang Daxia. The old man thought about his teacher's regret, so that he would break the Zhenlong chess game in his lifetime so that his master could close his eyes and get rid of his heart."

After saying this, Su Xinghe bowed to Yang Yishen and said, "Thank you, Mr. Yang, for killing the traitor Ding Chunqiu of our sect. I am very grateful."

Yang Yi said, "My killing Ding Chunqiu has nothing to do with your Xiaoyao disciple. I kill him because he deserves to kill, and you don't have to thank me."

Su Xinghedao: "Yes, yes, yes, there is no need to say much about how Yang Daxia acts."

Although he spoke so, he still greeted Yang Yi with respect and thanked him, and his gratitude was beyond words.

When everyone around him saw Su Xinghe talking to Yang Yi, they realized who the person riding the horse was. There were immediately many people complaining secretly in their hearts.

Now Yang Yi is famous all over the world and his reputation spreads to Jiuzhou. Everyone knows that he kills people without blinking. If he is not satisfied, he will use a sword to cut off a person's head. The killing power is so great that it is rare in ancient times.

There were many people who were misbehaved in the scene. Now when Yang Yi was actually here, he felt trembling and indescribable panic, and he said to himself: "Why is he here? What should I do?"

As he was panicking, he heard Su Xinghe continue to say, "If someone can crack this Zhenlong chess game, I, Su Xinghe, will decide to accept disciples in the contemporary master and pass on what I have learned in my life."

Speaking of this, Su Xinghe smiled and said, "I have learned a lot in my life, including some knowledge of piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, medicine, divination, and astrology. I am afraid that only the fifth disciples behind me, Xue Muhua are known to everyone, but he has learned his medical skills from the old man."

Just now, Su Xinghe said that he wanted to recruit disciples on behalf of his master. Nowadays, all the middle-aged people are a little distracted. Because Su Xinghe is not very famous in the world, most people don’t know whether his skills are high or low, so they are not very interested in recruiting disciples on behalf of his master.

But at this time, when he heard that the "Enemma of Hell" Xue Muhua's medical skills were obtained from Su Xinghe, everyone at the scene was shocked.

There is no need to say whether Xue Muhua's medical skills are sophisticated or not. Almost no one in the martial arts world doesn't know. Su Xinghe is Xue Muhua's mentor, so this medical skills are probably even more sophisticated.

Yang Yi was originally listening to Su Xinghe's speech, and the boss was impatient. He came here just to see the Zhenlong chess game and killed a few people by the way. He was unintentional to listen to other things. However, when he heard Su Xinghe suddenly talk about Xue Muhua's medical skills, he felt aroused and thought of something: "In the original work, when Xu Zhu treated A Zi's eye blindness, he once said that in Shennong Pavilion in Lingjiu Palace in Piaomiao Mountain, there were many medical books. Changing the eye mask was just a small problem, and there was also a method of cutting off the limbs and releasing the stomach and replacing the internal organs. It was extremely magical and unimaginable. Among them, medical skills were probably not inferior to the doctors in the main world. This time, coming to Leigu Mountain was an opportunity to exchange medical skills."

In the original work, Xuan Nan, Huiming, Deng Baichuan, Bao Duanzhi were injured by You Tanzhi with the palm of the cold silkworm. Several people asked Xue Muhua for medical treatment, but Xue Muhua was helpless and had never even heard of the cold poison of the ice silkworm.

But Su Xinghe only took a few glances and knew about the injuries of these people. Xue Muhua's ice silkworm cold poison, which was a headache, was not considered a great injury in Su Xinghe's eyes.

After Xu Zhu obtained the inheritance of Wuyazi, Su Xinghe gave Xu Zhu a few words, and in just a moment he cured the cold poison that everyone was exposed to. Although this was related to Xu Zhu's deep internal strength, what is more important is that Su Xinghe has excellent eyesight and amazing medical skills, so he has such an effect.

Compared with Su Xinghe, Xue Muhua's medical skills are not enough, and Su Xinghe's medical skills are probably much worse than Wuyazi.

When Yang Yi came to Lei Gushan, he only wanted to see the Zhenlong chess game, but he ignored the medical skills of the Xiaoyao Sect. Now that he was reminded by Su Xinghe, his heart was immediately shocked, "The Xiaoyao Sect's origin is mysterious and its martial arts are unfathomable. Even the Shaolin lineage is inferior to that. I want to find an opportunity to see the powerful figures."

At this time, after Su Xinghe said that he was Xue Muhua's master, everyone's faces changed, and their eyes immediately became eager. Someone shouted at that time: "Mr. Su, most of the people who come here will do the same thing as chess, otherwise, no one will continue to invite the chess."

Su Xinghe smiled and said, "This young man, please continue talking."

The person who spoke continued, "Old sir, you just said that if someone can break your Zhenlong chess game, you will take the disciples on behalf of the master and put him in the sect, right?"

Su Xinghe nodded and said, "It's true."

After hearing this, the man laughed and said, "This is the best."

He rolled up his arms and sleeves, walked to Su Xinghe with his stubborn belly and shook it step by step, shouting: "Is it this Zhenlong?"

Everyone looked at the man who walked out and saw that he was big and thick, with a red face, and a big cannibal belly. Before the person could walk to the chessboard, his stomach arrived first.

Someone who knew him was secretly funny when he saw him walking up like a big shot, "I have sent this invitation from Mr. Su Xinghe, everyone, and even this live treasure has been invited to the mountain."

Someone asked, "Dare you ask me, who is this person? What is his name?"

The man replied, "This is the only son of the rich man Huang Lao of Kaifeng Prefecture, named Huang Dabao. He has loved to dance with swords and guns since he was a child. Later, he became a lay disciple under Shaolin. He has developed a good kung fu. He is just rude and likes to join in the fun the most. He loves to fight injustice, causing a lot of trouble. He is called the silly bully."

"Huh? This chess face is interesting!"

Then Huang Dabao sat carelessly opposite Su Xinghe, staring at the chessboard in front of him with wide eyes and looking at it again and again, marveling, "I have also seen many Zhenlong chess games. It is rare for you to kill a hundred flags like you."

Su Xinghe saw that he was rude, but when it comes to Go, he said nothing badly. It seems that he was not a mess and made trouble, but he really had some knowledge of Go. He smiled and said, "Please stop!"

When Huang Dabao saw Su Xinghe holding a black piece in his hand, he could only use the white piece to put it down. He immediately took out a white piece from the jar and knocked it on the chessboard. Su Xinghe followed it with the black piece.

Although Huang Dabao is rude, his chess skills are extraordinary. He yells when playing chess, and he looks like he wants to punch someone at any time, but when the chess piece in his hand falls, he has a very accurate calculation, which is very contrasted with his rough appearance.

At this time, someone with a discerning eye could see that although Huang Dabao appeared to be rough, he was actually extremely smart. When he was playing chess, he was amusing to watch, but his purpose was to confuse his opponent's mind and gain a chance on the chessboard.

"Oh, the old man is really awesome, let's see how I'm going to!"

"Huh? This position is so damn uncomfortable. Look at me killing you!"

Huang Dabao cursed, but his hands were unambiguous. His steps went from slow to fast, and from fast to slow. Finally, he finally calmed down. He held a chess piece in his hand in mid-air, hesitating, not knowing where it landed, and his forehead slowly sweated.

Seeing him like this, Su Xinghe sighed: "There is life in this game of chess, and there is death in this game. It seems that there is no life in ten deaths, and there seems to be a glimmer of hope. I have never thought of a way to break the situation for decades. It is already a great opportunity for the young master to get to this point!"

Huang Dabao sighed and said, "This Zhenlong is really weird, I can't break it!" Puqi stood up, stood aside, silently.

Su Xinghe looked at Huang Dabao deeply and smiled and said, "Young Master, you may not have a chance to become my junior brother, but I still lack a disciple. I wonder if you are willing to worship under my disciple and be my closed disciple?"

Huang Dabao was overjoyed when he heard this and said to himself: "Since your master is dead, the so-called recruitment of disciples on behalf of the master and the final person who teaches the skills in the sect is still you. There is actually not much difference between being your disciple and being your junior brother. Sometimes the disciple is even more popular than the junior brother, so you cannot miss this opportunity."

He was about to kneel down and prepare to give Su Xinghe a ceremony to apprentice Su Xinghe, but was stopped by Su Xinghe. "You stand behind me. After the Zhenlong Chess Meeting is over today, let's make a decision."

Huang Dabao said: "Yes, Master!"

He walked respectfully to Xue Muhua and the other eight people, stood with his head down, without saying a word, which was completely different from the carefree place just now.

Su Xinghe re-placed the chassis pieces and smiled and said, "Who else comes to give me advice?"
Chapter completed!