Chapter 695 The True Spirit Clan Powerhouse Appears, Your Excellency Please Try Your Sword!
"Mr. Fifteen."
Immediately, four women dressed in goose clothes walked up to him, their voices were like a hundred spirits, and they greeted Gu Yusheng with a blessing and spiritual tea on the plate.
Gu Yusheng glanced at the four women and found that they were all characters who came out of ink paintings, not real people, and then he handed over to the empty place in front of him.ωωw..net
"Gu Yusheng pays homage to Fourth Senior Brother."
"My splash-ink painting once made King Canglan admire it. I don't think that my junior brother can see through the mystery at such a young age." Suddenly, in the open space, there was the fragrance of ink, and Feng, who was wearing a white Confucian robe,
The Literary Saint stepped forward, and where he walked, the fragrance of ink was left on his steps, and the charm of calligraphy was always there.
As Gu Yusheng saluted, he looked at the person coming:
The fourth student of the Confucius, Feng Wensheng, is worthy of his name. He is the only Confucian scholar among the sixteen states of Xuanjie since the death of the sage in the 72nd year. He is recognized as the strongest Confucian cultivator in the world.
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The seventy-third most holy scholar.
More than three hundred years ago.
The Literary Sage used an article of worship to heaven to trigger visions in the world, allowing many classics that were originally scattered in the world to be baptized by the aura of awe. He repaired 30,000 volumes of the saint's classics and achieved the status of Literary Sage in one fell swoop.
But even such a person cannot ascend to the spiritual world.
Trapped in Qingping Mountain.
Practitioners all over the world respect him as the Lord of Qingping Mountain.
After hundreds of years, Feng Lisheng was like a middle-aged scholar. When he saw Gu Yusheng saluting, he walked straight towards him and returned the salute to Gu Yusheng.
"My junior uncle, the inheritance of Zhanlongshan's lineage falls on you, my junior brother."
Gu Yusheng said humbly: "Fourth Senior Brother, I am afraid that I will bear the reputation of my little master."
Feng Wensheng handed the tea on the plate to Gu Yusheng, took the opportunity to look at Gu Yusheng, and felt quite satisfied: "Junior brother, there is no need to be modest, your reputation can support Zhanlong Mountain, and it can even support Qingping Mountain. Taste
Try my tea, how does it taste?"
Gu Yusheng quickly took the tea and drank it in one gulp. A strange energy immediately arose in his belly, and the consumed spiritual power and consciousness instantly returned to their peak state. He was secretly surprised and praised: "Thank you, Fourth Brother, for the gift."
Spiritual tea.”
Feng Wensheng saw that Gu Yusheng drank the tea in one gulp. He twisted his beard and said with a smile: "Junior brother, I originally wanted to ask how the tea tastes compared to the tea sold by the tea seller at the foot of Qingping Mountain. Watching young junior brother drink tea, it seems like
He is drunk like a maniac. It seems that my junior brother would rather be a wine-dweller than a tea-drinker. Come with me, there are several jars of fine wine in the courtyard that Snow Monkey pays filial piety to."
Gu Yusheng awkwardly put the tea cup on the tea tray held by Mo Nu, "Senior brother understands me."
Gu Yusheng and Feng Wensheng walked through the long corridor and jade railings of the courtyard facing the mountain, and finally sat down together at the pavilion facing the waterfall.
Mo Nu gave Gu Yusheng some fine wine.
When he was granted the title of Wen Sage, he used the well in the pavilion to make tea.
The pavilion is shrouded in fairy mist, the Nine Heavens Waterfall ripples like thunder, the crown-covered tea tree is looming in the distance, and the rolling Qingping Mountain is like a dream, like a painting outside a painting, or like a person in a painting, like this one
It’s a wonderland that you can’t get enough of after admiring it for several years.
However, Gu Yusheng's eyes fell on the black and white pieces on the jade table in the pavilion. This was an unfinished chess game, the end game.
Gu Yusheng didn't understand chess, but he had just felt the most mysterious, chilling, and mysterious atmosphere in the world from Othello. The light of the white pieces was like the sun and moon in the sky, and the light of the black pieces was like the depth of the abyss.
Observe carefully.
It’s nothing like the visions of heaven and earth.
It's just a game of chess.
Feng Wensheng noticed the subtle changes in Gu Yusheng's expression and asked in surprise: "Junior brother also knows chess?"
Gu Yusheng remembered that when he was young, his father used tree branches to draw a well-organized pattern on the ground, and the one with five connected pieces was the winner. He secretly figured out a way to win, and thus won repeatedly. Now seeing the black and white on the chessboard, he said: "Brother, I understand
Chess..."
"Just understand."
Feng Wensheng became interested instantly, pointed at the chessboard with his finger, and said: "Junior brother, I once played chess with my opponent with a white piece in my hand. After my move, I have been undecided for several years. With my chess skills, how should I move?
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Gu Yusheng glanced at the chessboard and was about to speak when he saw Feng Wensheng casually hand over the chess box.
"Junior brother, take action for me."
Gu Yusheng didn't know how to play chess in the game. Seeing Feng Wensheng looking at him expectantly, he secretly thought that maybe this was his senior brother's way of relaxing the atmosphere by chatting with him since he had been living in Qingping for a long time. Without thinking, he dropped the white piece.
Come on, White's four pieces are connected, and it only takes one move to win.
only.
The moment Gu Yusheng dropped the white piece on the chess board, the sound of the chess pieces falling on the board seemed to become particularly clear in the depths of his soul.
Feng Wensheng first glanced at the chessboard, gave Gu Yusheng a strange look, and casually picked up the white Qi Jue pieces on the chessboard. The interlaced black and white pieces became empty, and the white pieces on the entire chessboard unexpectedly survived.
Feng Wensheng took one more look, stood up immediately, glanced at the chessboard, and burst into laughter.
"Junior brother, what a wonderful move!"
Gu Yusheng finally had the chance to speak: "Senior brother, I don't understand Go. I just made the pieces with consecutive pieces."
After hearing this, Feng Wensheng's expression became strange again. With a wave of his hand, he sealed the chessboard and gave it to Mo Nu for safekeeping.
Feng Wensheng walked straight to the railing, looked at the falling Jiutian Waterfall, and turned around and said: "Junior brother, after you climb to the top of Qingping Mountain, you will be the master of Qingping Mountain, and I will leave everything here to you.
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"Fourth Senior Brother?"
Feng Wensheng raised his hand and stopped what Gu Yusheng was going to ask next.
Twisting her robe and walking slowly out of the pavilion.
"To tell you the truth, little junior brother, I tried to overcome the tribulation two years ago, but in the end I failed. Although I was cured by a prescription prescribed by a tea seller at the foot of the mountain, the root of my disaster still remained. I must return to the Holy Academy to recuperate, so
, you have to really guard this Qingping Mountain."
When Feng Wensheng said this, he looked at Qingyun Gate, which was covered by clouds and mist.
"Junior brother can't avoid things at the bottom of the mountain, but there is no need to worry. Your ninth brother will take care of things, but going to the top of Qingping Mountain is the top priority. Fortunately, there is still some time, so you can go take a bath and meditate first.
When you are in the best condition, come to my study, use ink and inkstone, and take Mr. Fifteen to the backyard."
"Here."
Two black girls walked towards Gu Yusheng, waiting with respectful expressions.
Gu Yusheng saw that Feng Wensheng was serious about bathing and meditating, so he didn't ask any more questions.
Follow the two witches to the backyard, wash your body in the spiritual pool, burn incense in the room and meditate.
Wait for the moon to rise to the green level.
Gu Yusheng opened his eyes, his gaze was like a clear pool, as calm as water.
Two ink girls held lanterns and led the way to a study with a half-opened window in Baidiaoxuan.
"Junior brother, come in."
Feng Wensheng changed into a Confucian robe, tied his hair into a bun with a silk scarf, and was already sitting in the study room waiting.
"Senior brother."
Gu Yusheng stepped forward to greet him.
Feng Wensheng nodded.
Then he stood up and slowly opened the curtain, revealing the entire study. Three pictures were hanging on the wall.
Gu Yusheng recognized two of the pictures.
The Master, the Young Master, of the Holy Academy Shushan.
But Gu Yusheng didn't recognize the other picture.
Feng Wensheng handed the prepared incense to Gu Yusheng and motioned Gu Yusheng to do as he did.
After the incense was lit and the incense was lit, he placed it on the elephant picture niche and tripod. He looked sideways at Gu Yusheng and looked at the third picture. He knew that his junior brother would not worship anyone easily, so he explained: "Junior junior brother, this is the Master.
, This is the junior uncle, this...he has no name, but he is the first sword bearer and the last human emperor to enter the human emperor temple. Without him, the human race would have perished long ago.