"Senior Brother Wen, you have failed again!"

Ping'er shook her head and watched Wen Hua coming from not far away.

Beside Ping'er is a stone platform with two people sitting on the left and right, one of whom is his husband.

The other one is the flood image.

The two are still playing chess.

Not far away, stood the current headmaster of Wudang Mountain and some extremely senior people in Wudang Mountain.

Yu Xingrui frowned at this moment, shook his head, and said to the headmaster: "I said that my junior brother and this No. 2 player in the world have been playing a game of chess for three months. When will the game be finished?"

Wang Zhonglou was also silent for a while.

This time, it’s three months.

It took longer than they originally expected.

Three months have passed, Wudang Li Yuaxu has long been released, and the competition between him and Wen Hua has begun normally.

As a peerless Taoist priest of this generation in Wudang who is not inferior to Hong Xixiang, he is known as Li Yuaxu, "who appears only once in 800 years in Wudang".

Wen Hua's defeat at his hands was not surprising at all.

When Wen Hua faced Ping'er's teasing, this time, he strangely did not blush, but was thoughtful.

When Ping'er saw this, she understood and said with a smile: "It seems that what Mr. said about senior brother will be reborn after three defeats is true."

Wen Hua said hesitantly: "I can't tell you what I feel now. It seems that my heart is swollen, a bit like a urine that I have been holding for three or four days and needs to be released quickly."

Hearing Wen Hua's description, Ping'er burst into laughter.

Wang Zhonglou, however, was thoughtful and seemed to understand something. He sighed in his heart: "Everything carries Yin and embraces Yang. So it turns out that Zhou Taiyi wanted him to practice half of it first. If this half reaches its peak, the other half will naturally be full."

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Suddenly, at this moment, Hong Xixiang stretched his body and said with some embarrassment: "Brother Zhou is very good at chess, Xiaodao lost."

Upon hearing this, Wang Chonglou, Yu Xingrui and a group of people from Wudang Mountain immediately came to the rescue.

They were all a little lost in a trance.

But it wasn't the feeling of relief that the game of chess was finally over, but the look of disbelief.

How is that possible?

Did Hong Xixiang really lose?

They all know that this little junior brother is born with more mental skills than others, and can perform thousands of tricks with one method. It is impossible to lose in the calculation method of playing chess.

Even Huang Longshi, who was known as one of the top three players in the Spring and Autumn Period, had unparalleled chess skills throughout the ages. They believed that their junior brother could beat him. This was his unique talent.

He is born with one more mental acuity than others. Whether it is comprehending the way of heaven or observing and performing Dharma, his speed is a hundred times faster than that of ordinary people.

Because of this, he was able to be recognized as the reincarnation of Zhenwu by the old master of the previous generation.

However, he actually lost to someone else in the game of chess?

this!!

At this moment, Wang Chonglou and others looked at Zhou Yi.

Especially Yu Xingrui, who was full of confidence two months ago, looked even more complicated and didn't know what to say.

Junior brother, why did you really lose?

Hong Xixiang was free and easy. He shook his head and said: "There is no way, I really can't count as Mr. Zhou."

Hearing Hong Xixiang's personal admission, Wang Zhonglou sighed and said: "I didn't expect that Mr. Zhou would be unparalleled in calculating evolution."

Zhou Yi smiled lightly and said, "It's just that I have a special talent."

At this time, a voice sounded in Zhou Yi's heart, which was the laughter of the King of Heavens: "You are too bullying. Although this little Taoist priest has one more mind than ordinary people, how can he be comparable to your exquisite Taoist mind?"

"Your Taoist heart is a peerless physique that can suppress even one place in the boundless world sea. This can be seen from the great importance that the Great Thousand Ancestral Spirit Tree places on you. The little Taoist priest in front of you is indeed a rare and unparalleled person in this world.

But the limitations of the world are ultimately incomparable to yours."

"Don't forget, this is always just a Maha-level world."

Facing the orders of the kings of heaven, he smiled.

Zhou Yi said silently in his heart: "I just want to see the difference between his extra mental aperture and my exquisite Taoist heart. But as of now, it seems that my Taoist heart is only slightly higher than his in deduction ability."

The kings of the heavens laughed and said: "You haven't even fully opened one of the seven orifices. Now you are just the most superficial talent of Linglong Daoxin."

When Zhou Yi heard this, his heart moved and he said, "Do you know the function of the complete Tao mind?"

Just listen to the instructions of the heavenly kings: "The exquisite Taoist mind body contains chaos within."

"When the seven orifices are opened, chaos dies; when chaos dies, heaven and earth are born."

Zhou Yi's eyes flashed when he heard this, as if he was thoughtful.

The kings of the heavens ordered: "If you are really curious, just use your luck to open an orifice, and you will naturally understand."

Zhou Yi said silently: "There is no need to worry, there is an opportunity for Yandao Mountain in the main world. Why should I give up my precious luck? The opening of Yandao Mountain in the main world is not far away."

The kings of the heavens also said nothing.

At this time, a game of chess has been played.

Zhou Yi looked at Wen Hua with admiration in his eyes and said, "Your thoughts have reached their peak."

The main direction of practice in this world is to cultivate the mind, and what is cultivated is the resonance between the heart and heaven and earth.

Li Dangxin, who is in the Great Vajra realm, and Wang Xianzhi, who proves the Tao through force, are just examples after all.

The purest practice in this world still lies in the state of mind. For example, for Li Chungang, the main reason for falling into the state of mind is the guilt in his heart. When he can have a clear conscience, he can naturally become a land swordsman again. The same is true for the enlightenment of reading in Confucian practice.

"Sir, I still don't understand something." Wen Hua smiled awkwardly.

Wang Chonglou and others looked at each other and knew that it was time for them to teach their disciples, and it was better for him and others to stay in this place.

Wait until everyone in Wudang Mountain has left.

Zhou Yi said calmly: "I have made you lose again and again for more than a year, in order to make you understand the true meaning of losing. Everything in the world has yin and yang. Yin and yang are one, including everything. Winning and losing, winning and losing are also yin and yang."

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"If you want the yin and yang to be generated in the sword, you will definitely not be able to achieve it within a year through regular practice. You can only find another way and practice half of it first. When the fish in this half reaches fullness, you can naturally generate yang in the yin."

After hearing this, Wen Hua felt as if he was enlightened and finally understood why he felt like he had held back a pee and couldn't urinate.

Wen Hua Ming realized: "Is this why sir makes me lose all the time?"

Zhou Yi said slowly: "Before you see victory, think about defeat first. Victory in defeat is like holding the yang behind the yin. Everything in the world is poor and changes. When your mind is suppressed to the extreme, I will be the one who planted the seeds for you a year ago."

The underlying Yin and Yang Dao means the foundation.”

"Show me your sword."

Zhou Yi's words fell.

Wen Hua immediately blessed his soul, and the meaning of the Tai Chi diagram he saw in the wilderness a year ago reappeared in his heart.

Over the past year, I have been unable to create yin and yang from the sword.

But this moment!

Wen Hua stood on Little Lotus Peak.

Holding wooden sword in hand.

With calm eyes, he looked at a huge boulder in front of him.

One sword, drawn slowly.

At first, this sword had a decadent artistic conception, as if it had fallen to an infinite low. However, when Wen Hua's wrist changed, the sword suddenly became bright.

With one sword, he broke through a huge boulder ten feet long!

"This is the meaning of the sword!"

Wen Hua murmured to himself.

I still remember what my husband said back then, that swords are divided into moves, strength, intention, and strength. If you practice your moves and your strength, you will be the best swordsman.

Only by practicing the sword's will can one sense the heaven and earth with one's mind, and one can sense external objects with one's mind and be able to defeat thousands of enemies.

Ping'er looked at the boulder in front of her in surprise.

So awesome.

It really took one year to do it.

Zhou Yi looked at Wen Hua calmly, finally living up to his selfless teaching of Yin and Yang Dao and his one-year training, he was able to teach Wen Hua to a first-level realm within one year.

It was just him and Wen Hua.

Seeking victory in defeat and understanding yin and yang are simple to say, and it seems that anyone can take this path.

But the premise is that others can also have Zhou Yi's selfless teaching of Yin and Yang Tao and build the foundation for it, and they must also have Wen Hua's talent.

That wooden sword that can enter the realm of immortals and its Wenhua qualifications are not just lies.

It is precisely because Zhou Yi selflessly pointed the direction for Wen Hua with his own Yin-Yang Avenue and let him step on the Yin-Yang Avenue with half of his foot, so that his sword can have the Yin-Yang intention.

For others, don't even think about it.

If first-level masters could be cultivated so easily, then the world would have been overrun with first-level masters.

After Wen Hua stabbed the sword at this moment, he came back to his senses, immediately looked at Zhou Yi, and said with a smile: "Sir, you said that if I study with you for one year, I can be ranked tenth in the world. Now I have achieved my goal.

Now? Can I still stay with my husband in the future?"

When he asked this question, Wen Hua felt a little nervous and hopeful.

He really wants to stay with his husband.

Even if I don’t learn martial arts, I still want to continue to follow my husband.

Once a teacher, always a father.

Zhou Yi looked at Wen Hua. At this moment, his eyes fluctuated slightly.

Immediately, he raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "That depends on whether you can defeat the current tenth master in the world.

Speaking of this, Ping'er seemed to have remembered something and smiled: "It's strange to say that Uncle Wang Mingyin really has a soft spot for him playing 11th that day. Sir, you are playing chess.

During the time, I heard from fellow Taoist priests in Wudang Mountain that two months ago in Xiangfan City, that uncle Wang Mingyin was on the list again, knocking out the No. 11 martial arts critic who was above him.

"

Wen Hua chuckled and said, "Then I'll drive him off."

As he spoke, he looked at Zhou Yi and Ping'er, raised his head and said: "Sir, your current cultivation level is the second in the world. When I defeat Wang Mingyin, I will be the tenth in the world. When Ping'er grows up, I will definitely be able to do it again."

Advance a few places, and when the time comes, the three of us, master and disciple, will account for one-third of the martial arts review, and this will be a good story in the world."

Having said this, Wen Hua suddenly flashed his eyes and secretly looked at Zhou Yi.

It seems that I mentioned master and apprentice just now. My husband has never allowed himself to call him master, and he has never taken the initiative to admit that he and Ping'er are his disciples.

However, he looked at it for a while and found that the gentleman didn't seem to notice this sentence in his words.

Or maybe, sir, he heard it and didn’t pay attention?

Before Wen Hua could feel complacent, could it be that his husband finally admitted that he and Ping'er were his disciples?

Ping'er nodded her chin and asked curiously: "Brother, do you have a name for this sword? All masters in the world have to give their moves a good name."

Zhou Yi touched Ping'er's head and said with a gentle smile: "That's not one sword, but three swords!"

"Three swords?" Ping'er asked curiously.

Wen Hua chuckled and said, "Sir, you're right, it's the Three Swords, but I haven't figured out the name yet. I'll talk about it later."

Zhou Yi glanced at Wudang Mountain and said: "Okay, after three months of trouble here, it's time to leave. Next, let's see if you can defeat Wang Mingyin, the tenth in the world, and become the tenth in the world."

Master."

"Let's go to Xiangfan."

Zhou Yi looked in the direction of Xiangfan.
Chapter completed!