Chapter 5 Buddha said: It cannot be said!

"Old Wang, what happened just now?" Hu Kaizhu helped Wang Zhilin aside and sat down. Only a few other Kaizhu chess clubs were in the hall, each of which was much higher than Hu Kaizhu's level.

Of course, they all came with Wang Zhilin.

The few of them also talked about it. It was difficult to understand Wang Zhilin's sudden change in style in the end. It was completely a chess game played by two people. Because it was just half a game, it couldn't explain anything. However, it could be seen that its level was definitely not lower than that of Kong Jie and Wang Zhilin.

Wang Zhilin sat there, took two sips of tea and calmed down, and smiled bitterly in his heart. He said, "You ask me, who will I ask?" Finally, he was asking in his mind continuously, and the other party just told him "The Buddha said: You can't say it!" At this time, he calmed down, and Wang Zhilin thought about what happened just now, and couldn't help but feel a sense of fear.

The voice really came from his mind, and he could know what he was thinking in his mind. Born under the red flag and grew up in the new China, he believed in science all his life, and Wang Zhilin was a little confused!!!

After the competition, everyone dispersed one after another. Many of them came from outside, most of them were from Kaizhu Chess Club. Their own Chess Club won, especially those who beat Kong Jie, who claimed to be super genius. They were all excited. Many people began to return to their positions and study the game just now.

The effect of the Eight-tone Soul-Shocking Flute is really good. When no one noticed it just now, Wen Tao had already put away the Eight-Shocking Flute.

However, in Wen Tao's hands, the Eight-Singing Soul Flute was just a more advanced phone call. Wen Tao didn't even have the true energy, so he didn't even have the true energy. He could not drive these magic weapons to use, but Wen Tao had another way. He directly asked the master to help him recognize his master by dropping blood. As for the Eight-Singing Soul Flute, with the spirit gathering clothes left by Gu Han's master back then, his whole body was actually absorbing the spiritual energy in the air.

Although the spiritual energy in the secular world is extremely rare, and Wen Tao himself finds it difficult to cultivate true energy. True energy, no matter how much spiritual power there is, it will disappear into his body. Not to mention spiritual power, even the heavenly tribulation that countless people fear will disappear into his body, and they will not know where to end. However, the spiritual energy gathered in the spiritual clothes is like rain and dew in the sky, constantly scattering into his body, and some of it will nourish his body. This is the last thing Gu Han’s master did for him after he could not solve Wen Tao’s fundamental problem.

With this treasure, as long as it is not an accident, even if Wen Tao is just an ordinary person, he will not be a problem to ensure that he has a long life and never suffer from illness. Moreover, this spiritual gathering garment is of great use at critical moments.

Over the years, Wentao has developed a method through continuous training and research, which can slightly collect the spiritual energy passing through the body through the vibration of the muscles of the whole body. Although it is pitiful, and after each use, the body needs to bear a lot of pressure, he can also occasionally call for some spiritual power.

These insignificant spiritual energy are of little use, and they are only occasionally used to study various magic weapons in the storage ring. This has led to the fact that Wen Tao now regards this magic weapon that is famous in the cultivation world as a live broadcast soul phone. If the masters who died in the battle for the Eight-Song Soul Flute will know, they will probably be alive by Wen Tao using the Eight-Song Soul Flute. This is as luxurious as taking the Shangfang sword to chop grass and sitting on a Rolls-Royce to beg for it.

Kong Jie came out from inside and glanced at everyone with a sharp murderous gaze. Most of them immediately flashed when they touched him, and almost no one dared to look at his gaze.

When his eyes fell on Wen Tao, Kong Jie paused for a moment. This person could look at his gaze calmly. He knew that he not only had the murderous aura he had just fought, but also the remaining power he had accumulated in normal times, but more importantly, the pressure carried by his powerful true energy was not something that ordinary people could bear.

Could it be him? Impossible, Kong Jie then denied his thoughts. He was just a student-like person, and the chess game that Wang Zhilin played in the second half of the past was fast and steady. What's more important is that the ancient chess style is definitely not something that young people should have.

At this time, his face was simple and his eyes were clear. He was an uncontaminated piece of jade. He sighed in a deep thought... Unfortunately, no matter in the martial arts world or the Go world, it is impossible for him to achieve anything at this age.

This thought just flashed by, Kong Jie had already left the chess club and did not pay much attention to Wen Tao. What he was thinking now was that Hu Kaizhu, no, Wang Zhilin should have been looking for the helper of the master. They must have caught him off guard. In the competition three days later, he would let them know that no one could stop his steps, whether in the Go world or in the martial arts world.

The peak of the acquired realm! When Kong Jie passed by himself like a battle with a lion, he contained murderous aura. Wen Tao had already seen that Kong Jie had reached the peak of the acquired realm, not far from the innate realm, even without external help, it would take at most ten years.

Wen Tao was a little surprised that a martial arts master with the peak of his acquired realm was actually a professional chess player. And he played so strongly, if he was not outside the game, he would not be so easy to defeat him.

As for the peak of his acquired realm at a young age, Wen Tao did not pay much attention. He was used to seeing cultivators flying around. He was a master of innate level seven warriors who were regarded as being in the secular world as being about to enter the threshold of immortals and standing in front of Wen Tao in a row. He would not be surprised. What would people who often have divine beasts such as dragons and phoenixes feel when they see chickens turning into pheasants and flying?

Wang Zhilin gradually calmed down, but the shock brought by the sound that sounded deep in his mind was difficult to eliminate. As for Hu Kaizhu and his friends' inquiries, Wang Zhilin always thought of the last sentence of the voice, "Buddha said: You can't say it."

After shirking away, Wang Zhilin quickly left Kaizhu Chess Club, and Hu Kaizhu and others were even more inexplicable.

"Uncle!" Wen Tao came forward to speak when he saw Hu Kaizhu sending Wang Zhilin out and coming back.

"..." Hu Kaizhu was stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise: "Wentao...When did you come, your aunt kept talking about you. If you don't come, she will go to see you. Why don't you make a call before you come? Haven't I told you the phone number at home and my mobile phone number long ago!"

Hu Kaizhu has too many things to understand today, but he does not have the kind of alienation of relatives in big cities, especially Wen Tao. That kind of kindness is not pretended to be, and it has a lot to do with his children not being around for more than ten years.

"Ha..." Facing the elders, Wen Tao was the most obedient child, with a simple smile: "Last time my uncle told me the address, I found it myself."

"Yeah!" Hu Kaizhu nodded and praised: "Young people should be more strolling, otherwise they will never be alone."

Then he looked up and down at Wen Tao and said in confusion: "Where is your salute?"

Wen Tao then remembered that he didn't even have a bag on his hands, which looked like he was traveling a long way. Before he came in, he forgot to take out the bag.

"...Oh... I just put it at the door, I'll go and get it now!" Wen Tao ran out quickly.

"This child..." Hu Kaizhu hurriedly followed, smiled and shook her head, thinking that the child is a child, especially since he had never even come to a big city, so he knew that the hearts of the city were complicated.
Chapter completed!