On such an occasion, people from the Bolinghou Mansion would naturally be among them.
Seeing this scene, Mrs. Lu, the prince's wife, sneered and tugged on her husband's sleeves: "Look at your third brother, he never forgets to be in the limelight. After today, I'm afraid the wind in Beijing will change. He has
It’s the wind of our ancestors, what about you?”
Yang Xuan, the prince of Bolinghou, said: "Why do you care so much? He is the only one in the whole family who practices martial arts, and it's not like others don't know about it."
"So what if you know? Will outsiders understand you? Just save it! Everyone is flattering you and putting down others!"
"Okay, okay, he is the only one in the second house, how can he still seize the title..."
At the second gate, Yang Shu's fan had already touched the disciple's chest. As soon as he exhaled his energy, the man groaned and took a few steps back.
Leader Yang Shu arrived again. He did not stop and actually fell out of the chessboard.
He stood up and looked at the leading young Taoist priest: "Immortal, can you continue?"
The young man looked gloomy, looked at the disciples he had beaten out, and nodded: "Young master, please."
Everyone soon discovered that Yang Shu's strategy was the opposite of the previous ones. Not only did he not avoid him, he also deliberately came for him!
After taking another two steps, he met the next disciple, who again said nothing.
Maybe it was because of the touch, or maybe because this disciple was originally weaker, but this time he was beaten out faster.
Then the third, the fourth...
Prince Jiang Sheng saw something, hesitated for a moment, and said: "There are only three people left on the chessboard. Why did he go up to them when he could clearly avoid them?"
The emperor smiled and said: "You are so young and energetic!"
Jiang Sheng shook his head: "There are three more levels ahead, so he should save some energy."
This time the emperor finally nodded: "Very true."
Jiang Sheng felt happy and thought to himself, this is the right thing to say.
After all, Yang Shu failed to defeat all seven.
There are also two ways to pass this chess game, civil and military. Needless to say the civil aspect, as long as you calculate the changes in the Qimen formation, you can avoid them one by one and reach the end point smoothly.
As for Wu's passing method, there is such a mystery: the more chess pieces on the chessboard, the higher the chance of encountering them. When encountering chess pieces, there are two ways to do it. One is to pass through twenty moves. This takes a lot of effort.
It is smaller, but the chess pieces will not come out of the field, and the chance of encountering them later is still the same. The second is to knock the chess pieces out of the field, which can reduce the chance of encountering the chess pieces again, but it is a test of strength. If too much effort is spent in the front, it will be the same in the back.
Can't pass.
Therefore, this requires candidates to have an accurate understanding of their own strength and make appropriate choices.
Of course, if the force is too low and you don't even have the strength to fight against the chess pieces, you will definitely not be able to survive.
Correspondingly, if the force is high enough, you can ignore these and just fight all the way through.
Yang Shu played four pieces in succession, and there were only three pieces left on the chessboard. Even if he wanted to encounter them, the chances were not that high.
When he stepped on the finish line, the young Taoist priest sighed slightly and saluted: "Congratulations, young master."
He wanted to have a fight with Yang Shu, but unfortunately, he didn't meet him in the end.
Yang Shu took the second Bagua copper coin and said, "Thank you very much."
The seven Xuandu Temple disciples stood up again, Mingwei patted Ji Xiaowu's arm: "Cousin, it's your turn."
Ji Xiaowu whispered: "How can I leave? I can't beat any of these people."
Mingwei scanned their new positions and said quickly: "One in front, three in front, two in front, one in right, one in front, two in back, one left, two in front, four in front. Okay, you can get on."
"Hey..." Ji Xiaowu was forced to go to Liangshan.
Mom, she spoke so fast and only once, front, back, left, right, one, two, three, four. Isn’t it too hard to remember?
Ji Xiaowu was afraid that he would forget, so he could only keep chanting in his mouth and follow the steps step by step. These seven people were spinning around him, and he couldn't pay attention at all.
As he walked, he found himself standing at the end.
Eh, passed? Those people kept walking around him, and he thought he would bump into them next moment, but he actually passed?
"Congratulations, young master." The young Taoist priest handed over a Bagua copper coin.
"Thank you." Ji Xiaowu took it blankly and stood aside in a daze.
Mingwei glanced at Xuan Fei and others and stood at the starting point.
The positions of the seven people changed again, which was different from the last time.
Mingwei takes the first step, then the second step, then the third step...
Xuan Fei's brows slowly wrinkled.
"Senior brother, what is she doing?" Jun Moli asked him in a low voice, "You could have gone directly just now, why did she go back?"
The disciple next to Yuyang said: "Is the calculation wrong? The combination of thirteen sets of Qimen formations is so complicated. Even if she knows a little bit, the calculation is easy to make mistakes."
After saying that, he glanced at Ji Xiaowu and thought to himself, this person should not be underestimated. There was no unnecessary step in the move just now.
Xuan Fei slowly shook his head: "No, she seems to have done it on purpose." Something suddenly flashed in his mind, and he murmured in disbelief, "How is that possible?!"
Jun Moli was confused, but he soon understood.
Three moves, three moves later, two of the chess pieces collided.
Ming Wei smiled and stretched out his hand: "You two, your position is important, shouldn't one of you step out?"
The two disciples who collided looked at each other, and the less powerful one silently withdrew.
You can actually do this? Everyone was surprised.
Mingwei continued walking.
Xuan Fei looked calm and quickly calculated her direction in his mind: left one, back one, right one, front three - collision!
Mingwei followed the calculation in his mind and reached that step.
Two more chess pieces collided, and another chess piece fell.
Then the third, the fourth, the fifth...
Finally, the young Taoist priest was the only one left on the chessboard. Ming smiled and did not take any more detours, reaching the finish line in a few steps.
"Accept." She saluted.
The young Taoist priest had a complicated expression on his face and took out the Bagua copper coin and threw it to her: "Girl, you are good at this, I will give you a try."
The emperor was surprised when the two chess pieces collided for the first time, and when the second and third pieces collided, he exclaimed "miraculous".
"Cousin Ji Wei is actually proficient in Qimen formations? Their cousins are really amazing, but they hide it at such a young age. No wonder the two want to make a bet. No one will accept the other if they are capable! They are really a pair of enemies.
"
Concubine Pei thought carefully and said, "I think it's because of the children's fighting spirit. I like this girl very much, but I don't know if I will marry her."
The emperor was surprised: "Could it be that my beloved concubine wants to act as a matchmaker for her?"
Concubine Pei smiled and was about to speak when Jiang Sheng said, "I'm afraid your Majesty will be disappointed. Their cousins are engaged." Then she smiled and said to the emperor, "Father, don't you remember this? Ji Wei.
Cousin, she is the daughter of Mingxin!"
As soon as he reminded him, the emperor remembered. What he hated most about the Qidong County Prince case was the scheming Ming Xin. Although his daughter had made a contribution in the case, he couldn't appreciate it as long as he thought of Ming Xin.
Got up.
"It turns out it's her!" the emperor replied calmly and changed the topic, "My beloved concubine, look, what will the next test question be?"
A faint smile appeared on Jiang Sheng's lips, and he glanced at Yang Shu in the distance.