It was late at night, and it was supposed to be the time for Liang Yan and Kuchiki to play chess in the past. However, the entire top of Cangmu Peak was empty, and no one was here.
Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps coming from the mountain path, and then a young man in gray clothes walked up, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, it was Liang Yan. When he rushed here, he first looked under the big tree on the top of the mountain, but saw that it was empty.
There was no sign of Kuchikisheng, and I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in my heart.
"Is it possible that the old man was angry that I broke the promise and stopped coming to play chess with me?"
With this thought, Liang Yan walked under the big tree and saw a chessboard placed above the boulder, with black and white on it. There was actually an envelope floating in the air above the chessboard, which read: Dear friend Liang Yan, this is yours.
"It was actually left for me!" Liang Yan was surprised. He reached out and took the envelope out of the air. He opened it and saw that it read:
"My dear friend Liang Yan, please forgive me, the Miao Calligraphy Fair is coming soon, and I am busy with official duties, so I may not be able to make it on time. The chessboard is a layout laid out by me, which may relieve my boredom a little."
After Liang Yan read the letter, he couldn't help but feel relieved and said: "It turns out that the old man is not angry with me, but just busy with official duties. I just don't know what this 'wonderful calligraphy meeting' refers to. Why haven't I heard of it?"
He thought for a while, but couldn't find any clue, so he had to sit down next to the boulder and turn to stare at the chess game on the chessboard.
The chessboard was criss-crossed, with the black and white sides each holding half of the territory. Liang Yan stared at it for a long time, and a strange look gradually appeared on his face.
Go is all about the word "siege". Although there are many layout methods, it all still comes down to how to "encircle the ground". But on the chessboard in front of you, the black and white colors are connected into dozens of lines, some are long and some are short.
They don't fight with each other, just like dozens of long rivers, criss-crossing on the chessboard. It doesn't look like a chess game, but like a black and white ink painting.
"What kind of endgame is this! Could the old gentleman be joking with me?" Liang Yan's first reaction was that Kuchikisheng was joking with him, but he thought about it again and felt that with Kuchikisheng's character, he would not do such a thing.
It felt boring, so I patiently looked at the chessboard again.
"Huh?" Liang Yan's expression changed. He noticed that in the line of sunspots, there was obviously a missing piece somewhere, revealing a gap.
He pondered for a moment, lifted a sunspot with his right hand, and landed on the missing spot with a snap.
"Boom!" The scene before Liang Yan's eyes was turned upside down. Although he was still sitting on the stone bench, the entire Cangmu Peak under the stone bench had disappeared at this moment. Instead, there were dozens of long, winding rivers.
It meanders across from north to south.
Liang Yan's whole body was floating in the sky, or in other words, he was held up by the stone bench under his buttocks. The full moon hung high in the sky, as if it was right above his head.
"Is this some kind of illusion?" Just when he was shocked, the long river under his feet suddenly roared and roared! Liang Yan suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, and then a verse suddenly sounded in his mind.
"Bishui Danxin Jue!" The information in his mind had already told him the name of the technique. Then he looked down and saw what kind of long river there was. They were clearly meridians, and the trend of the river's flow was clearly the spiritual power in the body.
The method of operation.
Liang Yan sat high up in the sky, looking down at the nine-curved river below, matching its flow with the magic formula in his mind, and slowly began to comprehend it in the high altitude.
If any outsider comes here at this moment, he will definitely see a young man in gray, sitting on a stone under a big tree, his eyes closed tightly, holding a sunspot in his hand, keeping the position of placing the stone on the chessboard motionless.
As if crazy.
Time passed by, and when a touch of fish belly white appeared on the horizon, Liang Yan suddenly opened his eyes. He was sweating profusely and his face was pale, but there was joy in his eyes.
"This 'Bishui Danxin Jue' is actually an auxiliary type of technique, which can slightly increase the speed of the Qi Practitioner's ability to gather spiritual energy. It is undoubtedly the most urgent need for a monk with extremely poor qualifications like him, and this technique is
It also plays a big role in breaking through bottlenecks and resisting inner demons!"
Thinking of the magic of this technique, Liang Yan couldn't help but feel secretly happy. At the same time, he also felt a sense of gratitude towards Kumu Sheng. This person was straightforward and frank, and he was also a teacher and friend to him. Kumu Sheng already knew what his qualifications and talents were.
Instead of looking down on him, she helped him as much as possible. This was in stark contrast to Yan Xinyu, which made Liang Yan feel warm in his heart.
"It's just that I can't play a few games with him today, and I have to wait a month for the next time. I've lost a lot of fun." Liang Yan shook his head, looking quite regretful.
After Liang Yan left Cangmu Peak, he walked all the way towards the Xinglin Thatched Cottage. When he came outside the courtyard, a person suddenly walked towards him. It was his senior brother Sun Qianli.
Liang Yan glanced at him and saw that his expression was haggard but his eyes were bright and clear. He knew that he must have spent another night practicing in Lingquan Cave. So he smiled and said: "Brother Sun is practicing harder and harder. It seems that the breakthrough will come naturally."
Sun Qianli glanced at him in surprise and asked, "Have you seen it all?"
Liang Yan smiled slightly and said: "I was busy with some things before, so I haven't had time to congratulate Brother Sun for successfully breaking through the bottleneck of the third level of Qi training and being promoted to the fourth level of Qi training!"
This Sun Qianli possesses a secret method to hide his cultivation, and he is many times better than the monks in Yongle Town. At this moment, his aura is looming, and even Liang Yan can hardly feel it.
Sun Qianli smiled bitterly and said: "I really can't hide anything from Brother Liang. The reason why Sun cultivates so hard is because he has no choice but to do so."
Liang Yan looked at his expression and knew that he must have some difficulties. It's just that every family has a scripture that is difficult to recite. Sun Qianli didn't want to go into details, and it was hard for him to ask. What's more, the issue of the red light group in his body has not yet been resolved.
, there is even less energy left to help others.
Speaking of this, Sun Qianli seemed to have thought of something, and continued: "Speaking of which, Brother Liang always spends one day every month not practicing in the cave, and now it seems that he is not in the thatched house either. Could it be that he is looking for a confidant in the sect?
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Liang Yan coughed and cursed with a smile: "I didn't expect that Brother Sun is also an unserious person. Forget it, it's okay to tell you. I'm not in the cave. I actually went to find a senior to play chess."
"Senior?" Sun Qianli said with a strange expression after hearing this: "Are you saying there is any senior in the sect who is so leisurely and elegant to play chess with you?"
"What?" Liang Yan was moved in his heart and asked: "Is there something big happening in the sect recently?"
"Don't you know? In two months, it will be the day of our sect's 'Miao Calligraphy Ceremony'."
"Miao Calligraphy Conference!" Liang Yan suddenly remembered that the letter left by Kuchiki Sheng also said that because the Miao Calligraphy Conference was approaching, he did not have time to attend the appointment.
"Liang knows nothing about this. Could you please ask Brother Sun to help me clear up my doubts?" Liang Yan said.
Sun Qianli nodded and said: "Actually, it's not surprising that junior brother doesn't know about this matter. Even Li Dali and I met each other for the first time. After all, the Miao Calligraphy Conference is only held by Yixing Pavilion every fifty years.
A great event!”
"Once in fifty years!" Liang Yan took a breath. You must know that although ordinary Qi practitioners can strengthen their bodies and prolong their lives, they are not reborn in the mortal world. Their lifespan is only about one hundred and fifty years, which lasts their entire life.
How many more fifty years can I attend such a grand event?
"On the day of the Miao Calligraphy Dharma Meeting, an Supreme Elder who has been in retreat for many years will make an exception and come out of seclusion to preach at the meeting. It is said that in previous Dharma meetings, low-level disciples experienced sudden enlightenment after hearing the Tao overnight, and broke through on the spot.
In addition, during the Miao Calligraphy Ceremony, there will be competitions between different schools and disciplines, and everyone will learn from each other's hearts. The sect will also set generous prizes for the winners. In the past, there have also been some famous magic weapons and spiritual weapons."
"Is there such a thing?" Liang Yan suddenly thought in his mind: "No wonder the old man is not here. Such a grand event must be a top priority for the sect. He must have gone to prepare for it."
Seeing his sudden expression, Sun Qianli shook his head and continued: "Actually, these are secondary. The most important part of the Miao Calligraphy Association is the competition for the Qilin Dao Fruit. This fruit is divided into three colors: silver, gold and white.
If a Ji Yuan monk eats a silver fruit, it can be worth twenty years of hard work; if a Juyuan monk eats a golden fruit, he will have the opportunity to improve the quality of the golden elixir when it is condensed; as for a golden elixir monk who eats a white fruit, he can
The chance of breaking through the bottleneck increases by 10%. The entire Yixing Pavilion is also thanks to the ancestor Yixing Zhenren. He used his great supernatural power to snatch a Kirin sacred tree for the sect and planted it in the forbidden area behind the Yixing Pavilion.
.This tree bears fruit every fifty years, with five fruits of each of the three colors, which are obtained by the winners of the martial arts battles in each realm and those who have made great contributions to the sect in the past fifty years."
"In this way, this Miao Calligraphy Conference is truly the number one event in Yixing Pavilion." Liang Yan said, "I just wonder if we monks in the Qi Refining Period have such a blessing?"
"You are overthinking this!" Sun Qianli said with a smile: "Those who participate in this grand event must have at least a foundation-building level or above. Only some Qi-training disciples with special identities will be led by their elders or masters.
As for the Qilin Dao Fruit, I can’t even think about it.”
"That's it!" Liang Yan nodded. For some reason, a slim girl in white clothes appeared in his mind. "If it is her, she will definitely be able to attend this wonderful calligraphy meeting."
Thinking of Tang Diexian, Liang Yan fell silent for a moment. Sun Qianli saw that he suddenly looked absent-minded and couldn't help but ask: "Brother Liang, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"
"It's okay!" Liang Yan came back to his senses and couldn't help but smile. Since he had already made an oath not to see this woman until the foundation was built, why should he think about these things and disturb his mood for no reason. He was not a sloppy person in the first place.
, smiled slightly at this moment, said goodbye to Sun Qianli, and then turned around and went back to his room.