Although Jiumozhi said this, everyone in Dali looked at the Tibetan monk with extremely high martial arts skills in front of them with wary expressions.
"Yu'er, get behind me!" Duan Zhengchun rushed in front of Duan Yu and protected Duan Yu with his body. Although at this time, Duan Yu's martial arts skills were far higher than Duan Zhengchun's, even if he really wanted to take action
, Duan Zhengchun was not Jiumozhi's perfect general, Duan Zhengchun still chose to stand in front of his son without hesitation.
"Prince Duan's love for his son makes the poor monk sigh. It must be known that the love between a man and his son in the world is nothing more than a mirror in the world, and it will be in vain in the end. Why should Prince Duan be obsessed?"
Duan Zhengchun said: "You little Fan monk dropped your book bag here. As long as I am here today, I will never let you hurt Yu'er even a hair!"
Jiumozhi smiled noncommittally, chanted the Buddha's name, and left with Shenshan and Shenyin.
Xuannan and others came forward to greet him: "Shaolin monk Xuannan has met King Zhennan."
Although Duan Zhengchun had a respected position, he still followed the ancestral teachings of the Duan family and acted according to the rules of the martial arts. In terms of seniority, Xuannan and others were Duan Zhengchun's seniors, so Duan Zhengchun did not dare to neglect and returned the courtesy quickly, thinking to himself: "Dali and Shaolin
We have always been good friends, but now that we have three Shaolin monks here, I think we won’t be afraid of Prince Yanqing.”
So Duan Zhengchun naturally invited several Shaolin monks to accompany him, and the journey was uneventful.
The three groups of people headed towards the Deaf-mute Valley together. At this time, in order to allow others to enter the Deaf-mute Valley, Su Xinghe had already ordered people to remove the strange gates deployed in the valley. Therefore, Duan Yu and others did not encounter them along the way.
any obstacles.
As Duan Yu and others walked along, they saw the green mountains, the rippling rivers, and the green bamboos and pines between the paths. They couldn't help but secretly admired in their hearts: What an elegant place, but it's a pity that it's so beautiful.
Deaf Valley is such an offensive name.
There is a bamboo pavilion made of green bamboo at the foot of the mountain. At first glance, the bamboo pavilion and the green bamboo are perfectly blended together. It is not awkward at all, and it has a sense of harmony between nature and man. Everyone can't help but marvel.
In the bamboo pavilion, two middle-aged men who looked about thirty years old were checking the guests' invitations, followed by a swordsman about fifty years old.
The swordsman carried a strange-shaped long sword on his back, which was more than six feet long and made entirely of solid iron. It seemed to weigh at least thirty kilograms.
Several people came forward to greet them, and the swordsman said: "I, Zhuo Bufan, have met all of my colleagues in the martial arts world. I wonder if any of you have an invitation from Mr. Su?"
Bao Tongtong said: "Why, come all the way here, if there is no post, do you want me to go back home?"
Zhuo Bufan smiled and said: "Don't misunderstand me. It's just that the manpower in the valley is limited and the mountain roads are rugged. Mr. Su specially arranged for dumb servants to carry the sedan for all the friends. If you have an invitation, please bring it out so that you can enter as soon as possible.
In the valley.”
The two Fengbao people were immediately unhappy: "Haha, this deaf-mute old man has set a pretty big deal. Originally we wanted to take a few more steps to see the scenery, but now that you've said it, hey, we're not willing yet.
If we move, we have to go up the mountain in a sedan chair. How are you doing?"
Duan Yu on the side saw this and quickly reconciled: "Brother Bao, Brother Feng. How about this? How about you walk up the mountain with us?"
Bao BuTong snorted coldly: "Thank you Prince Duan for your kindness. Bao doesn't mind walking a few extra steps, but he just can't bear to see people looking at the dishes!"
Zhuo Bufan muttered: "We are guests from afar. It's true that we didn't think carefully about it. How about I make the decision and a few of them are carried up the mountain in batches by the mute servants?"
Feng Bo evil waved his hand and said: "Hey, please don't. Although the person named Feng doesn't read much, he still knows what the food is. The person named Feng doesn't want this kind of charity."
Zhuo Bufan's face couldn't help but darken: "It's neither advancement nor retreat. What do you want?"
Fengbo evil tilted his head and said: "My favorite thing in my life is to compete with people on their hands and feet. Let's do this. Let's have a showdown. If I win, you will personally carry the sedan to send these gentlemen up the mountain. If If you lose, how about I, Feng, kowtow to you three times and come down the mountain immediately?"
Zhuo Bufan was already very high-spirited, and he was convinced by only a few people in his life. Tong Lao was one, Murong Fu was one, and Qiao Feng was one. But in his opinion, this weird-looking costume in front of him Who do you think a man is? He dares to challenge you like this?
So Zhuo Bufan said: "Okay, it's up to you!"
As he said that, he pulled out the long sword on his back, flicked his wrist, and the sword seemed to come to life all of a sudden, half a foot of green light flickering on the sword.
When everyone saw it, they were all shocked: "Sword light!"
Deng Baichuan and Gong Yeqian exchanged glances, and both felt that something was wrong.
Feng Boyou said harshly: "There are quite a few showpieces, but I just don't know what to do with them!"
Seeing that a battle was about to break out, a cry interrupted everyone.
"Stop, stop!"
Everyone took a closer look, and it turned out that it was Abi running over, moving her steps lightly, like a Lingbo fairy.
Feng BoE's eyes lit up: "Sister Abi, why are you here?"
Abi said: "Young master is in the valley. I guessed that you might come over today and asked me to come and take a look. I happened to bump into you."
Zhuo Bufan quickly saluted: "Miss Abi!" His words were extremely respectful.
Duan Yu stepped forward to say hello: "Miss Abi, hello!"
When Abi saw Duan Yu, she couldn't help but remember the last time Duan Yu was kidnapped by Jiumozhi Wuhuada and brought to Yanziwu. She couldn't help but smile: "Master Duan, hello! My master has been waiting for you for a long time. He said that others can't say for sure. , Mr. Duan will definitely come."
Duan Yu said with a smile: "Brother is really clever!"
Deng Baichuan and others looked at each other and felt that a lot of things had happened during this period, but they didn't know anything about it. If nothing else, the swordsman who could use the sword's light showed a respectful attitude towards Abi. Very unusual.
I'm afraid I can only wait until I see Murong Fu and ask him face to face for the answer to all this.
A group of people followed Abi into the Deaf and Mute Valley. The furnishings in the valley were very simple and clear, with only a few stone piers and a large stone used as a chessboard.
At this time, Duan Yanqing had already made more than a dozen moves with a little old man who looked shriveled and thin.
At the beginning, Su Xinghe saw Duan Yanqing's extraordinary chess skills, and he still had some expectations. However, as time went by, every move Duan Yanqing made became more and more dangerous and treacherous.
Hidden dangers. In the end, Su Xinghe's piece fell, the white dragon was slaughtered, and Duan Yanqing held a chess piece between his fingers and froze in place.
Su Xinghe sighed: "This Zhenlong chess game was set up by my master after spending three years of hard work. It can be said to be the creation of heaven and earth. There are unpredictable opportunities of ghosts and gods. To solve this game, it is not possible to use the right way, but to use strange moves to deflect.
The door is not good either. This little friend Duan is already among the best in the world in terms of chess skills, but he is still a little behind in terms of realm. These last few moves can be said to have chasers in front of him and no way to retreat. It is really the end of the road!"
When Duan Yanqing heard the words "There are pursuers in front, there is no retreat behind", his mind was suddenly shaken. He stared at the chessboard in front of him and was silent for a long time. Finally he stood up and walked aside silently.
Su Xinghe picked up the chess pieces on the chessboard one by one, and the chess game returned to its original state, and said, "Who else is willing to come over and give it a try?"