Murong Fu had always found it strange why a very smart person like Wu Yazi would choose such a stupid and illogical method as the Zhenlong chess game to select his successor.
What if you find a chess master with good martial arts skills, wouldn't you be blinded?
Monk Yuangen said: "Does Lay Master Li know the origin of this Zhenlong chess game?"
On that day, Wu Yazi attracted Ding Chunqiu with a grand chess game, and also attracted hundreds of masters. Even among them, there are those who are clever and good at chess. It is not impossible for them to remember this game.
things.
So Murong Fu thought for a while and decided to reveal part of the truth, saying: "I heard that a wise man in the Central Plains martial arts community played a rare chess game in the Deaf and Mute Valley a year ago. It is said to be extremely difficult to solve. On that day
None of the hundreds of famous masters at the scene could understand that I had something important to do and did not attend the meeting. I felt deeply regretful afterwards. Could this be what happened?"
After hearing this, Monk Yuangen looked surprised: "This is happening? This is really strange!"
With Murong Fu's observation ability, he could not tell whether a person's expression was natural or fake. After all, some masters who have practiced internal and external skills to a certain extent can fake certain emotions by controlling their breath and muscles.
And Monk Yuangen’s expression didn’t look like he was faking it at all.
Yuan Gen said: "Li Jushi is willing to listen to the young monk tell the story behind this chess game?"
Murong Fu said: "Master, please give me some advice."
Monk Yuangen showed a look of yearning on his face and said: "Speaking of the reason for this incident, the little monk was not born yet. It is said that when the ancestor Chen Tuan was lying high in Huashan Mountain, there was a clever man
The talented young man discussed the Taoist scriptures with him on the top of Mount Hua for seven days and seven nights. Later, it was rumored in the world that the young man received enlightenment from Patriarch Chen Tuan, and many years later he became an immortal and ascended to heaven."
"Later, there were rumors that the young man and Ancestor Chen Tuan played a game of chess on Mount Hua for seven days and seven nights. Through this game of chess, they understood life and death, and understood the great road. It is said that the young man left three volumes after his ascension.
The Taoist book and a chess game, those who can understand the chess game will have the opportunity to understand the secrets of these three volumes of Taoist books. And this chess game is the Zhenlong chess game that the layman sees before his eyes!"
When Murong Fu heard what Yuan Gen said, he was horrified and moved: Isn't this the story of Xiaoyaozi, the founder of the Xiaoyao sect?
"Why are you talking about such a secret, Master? Doesn't Master mean that as long as you can break the chess game in front of you, it is possible to escape the limitations of life and death like the legendary senior?"
Monk Yuan Gen laughed and said, "These secrets that are passed down by rumors are just rumors spread by some good-hearted people in the world. If there is really a skill that can make people transcend life and death, the former Qin Shihuang and Han Wu Emperor,
Where are emperors like Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty now?"
He only mentioned Emperor Qin, Emperor Wu of Han, and Emperor Taizong of Tang, but did not bring Zhao Da. Well, after all, bullying orphans and widowed mothers and picking up ready-made ones is a bit shabby compared to the first three.
Murong Fu laughed and said, "Master is open-minded, but I am shallow."
So, the Zhenlong chess game is related to the location of Xiaoyao Yufeng? But why has Wu Yazi never mentioned it?
Monk Yuangen considered it for a moment and said: "Today layman Li came to visit. I have a confusion in my heart, and I hope that layman can answer it for me."
Murong Fu smiled and said, "Master, please tell me if you have anything to say."
Yuan Gen said: "The spear thrown by Mr. Li that day nailed the tiger to the ground. This magical skill was really shocking. Masters like Mr. Li should be regarded as long-established masters in the world, such as Fenghou Bai.
You can get a general at your fingertips. Why do you have to put on a disguise and come to our land of Daxia to be a small fifth-grade captain?"
Murong Fu's body couldn't help but stiffen, and he almost wanted to take action.
Monk Yuangen smiled and said: "Large Li, don't be nervous. The old monk has no ill intentions."
Murong Fu said: "Master, what do you mean, the origin of my suspicion?"
Master Yuangen said: "People from outside the country should not be involved in these mundane matters. However, since His Majesty, the current emperor, has appointed the young monk as the Grand Master of Daxia, of course, the young monk has to take care of such matters."
Murong Fu sighed slightly in his heart: Don't say that his makeup skills are far inferior to that little girl A'Zhu, even if A'Zhu is still able to help, let alone herself?
However, after Murong Fu was slightly surprised for a moment at first, he quickly calmed down and said in a deep voice: "Since the master is curious about the true face of Lushan, I don't hide my head and show my tail. It's easy to laugh."
As he spoke, Murong Fu gently took off the human skin mask covering his upper body, revealing his true face. He clasped his hands together, bowed and saluted, "I'm Qiao Feng, I've met Master Yuan Gen!"
"Qiao Feng? Nan Murong, Bei Qiao Feng?"
Monk Yuan Gen was obviously stunned for a moment.
Murong Fu smiled and said: "A little name is not enough to reach the ears of the master."
Monk Yuangen obviously did not fully believe Murong Fu's words, and said in a skeptical tone: "I didn't expect that Qiao Feng, the leader of the Beggar Gang who has led the Central Plains Beggar Gang to flourish in recent years and overwhelm Shaolin, is so young."
Murong Fu smiled bitterly: "It's no longer the case a long time ago."
Monk Yuan Gen asked in confusion: "Where do you start talking about this?"
So Murong Fu told the Xingzilin incident one by one, but selectively ignored the incident at Juxian Village. In short, Qiao Feng's experience in the original work was told exactly. Monk Yuangen frowned after hearing this.
Get up and call out "good luck".
Murong Fu said: "Nowadays, Qiao is not tolerated by the heroes of the Song Dynasty. If he goes north to the Liao Dynasty, wouldn't it be confirmed by the heroes of the Central Plains who slandered Qiao Feng?"
"Qiao Feng originally wanted to find out the truth on his own, but his power was weak, so after much deliberation, he had no choice but to hide in Yipintang. He hopes that one day he can use the power of Yipintang to find out the truth and clear away his grievances."
To be honest, if Qiao Feng's character was true, he would never think of doing this even if he walked all the way to the dark side. But how could Monk Yuangen, an outsider, know these things?
The more Yuan Gen listened, the more solemn his expression became. After a long time, he sighed and said: "The life experience of layman Qiao is really a strange thing that has never been heard in ancient times. However, the young monk shoulders the important responsibility of protecting the country, how can he simply listen to the layman's words?"
Murong Fu said in astonishment: "Master, what do you mean?"
Monk Yuangen said: "I heard that the Beggar Clan has two sets of secret techniques to suppress the gang, the Eighteen Palms for Subduing the Dragon and the Dog Beating Stick Technique. These two sets of secret techniques have always been only passed down among the successive leaders of the Beggar Clan. In the past, the young monk was also lucky enough to see them.
Wang Jiantong, the former leader of the Beggar Clan. So how about you boldly ask a layman to show you something?"
Murong Fu sneered and said, "Master, I think you are just a showman in the world?"