The first thousand one hundred and forty-five chapters (continued)
Taoist Junshan of the Yang family in Xishan loves to play chess. This is not a secret in the cultivation world, but not many people know that the reason why he loves to play chess is to deduce the formation method.
However, relying on Yang Junshan's transcendent status in the Yang family, the previous reason is enough for the Yang family to act from top to bottom.
There are many people in the Yang family who love to play chess, and there are even more people who can play chess. There are even some chess competitions in the Yang family. It is said that they are organized by some elder monks who like to play chess.
, and the rewards for winning are quite good, which makes many children of the Yang family eager to play chess.
"But my son's chess skills are very good. He once beat a warrior monk in the family in a game of chess." Yang Lijun just scolded his son and then praised him again.
Yang Junshan was startled when he heard this. A very important point in playing chess is that the players are required to calculate the path deeply, and because the warrior monks have opened up their spiritual consciousness, they have a natural advantage in calculating the chess path.
No matter how talented a child is at chess, it would be reasonable to beat some mortal masters, but it would be a bit interesting if he could even beat a martial arts monk who is good at chess.
A neighbor next to him who knew everything about him immediately laughed and said: "Your boy is good at playing chess, but he is just gambling. How many stone coins did you win from our children because of your good chess skills?"
"That's right, by the way, the reason why he defeated Yang Liqin in the game of chess was not because he was drunk?"
"Ha, it is said that in that game of chess, your boy bet fifteen stone coins against Yang Liqin's fifteen jade coins, and he won instantly. Liu Lang, your cultivation level has been promoted to the fifth level of the mortal realm recently, right?
Did you get the benefit of your boy’s fifteen jade coins?”
Yang Lijun blushed and said, "You are all farting. Yang Liqin is not drunk."
Everyone laughed again when they heard this. Yang Lijun just said that Yang Liqin was not drunk, but he did not dare to say that his improvement in cultivation had nothing to do with the fifteen jade coins his son had won. How could everyone not hear this?
As for his repeated claims that Yang Liqin was not drunk, others did not believe it. Even if they were not monks, they were mortals with extremely close relationships with monks. They may not have enough knowledge, but they were no strangers to cultivation. No one believed an eight or nine-year-old child.
Can win the warrior realm monk who has opened up his spiritual consciousness.
Yang Lijun may not be able to see it, but Yang Junshan's eyes have already passed through the bustling people in the square, and he saw several children gathering together to play chess on a rolling platform in the distance. One of them was older.
Er, his face was somewhat simple and honest, but his eyes were extremely lively, while a young man sitting opposite him was scratching his head and scratching his head, looking like he was angry. Most of the companions watching chess around him also looked at this young man.
They were chattering around, coming up with all kinds of ideas.
"Ah, this time it is Uncle Qinyan's turn to be the master of the family inheritance hall!"
Yang Lijun's soft call attracted Yang Junshan's attention again.
When Yang Junshan looked up, he saw several monks wearing the clothes of the family's elite disciples and core disciples walking out of the high platform in the center of the square. The first of the two he recognized was Yang Qincong, whose cultivation had reached the realm of a real person.
, he had been recuperating in his family before, but now he seems to be taking charge of his own role in Chuan Gong Hall.
The monk in his thirties who followed him looked familiar to Yang Junshan, but for a while he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.
However, following Yang Lijun's soft call, many parents around him who were waiting to test the spiritual orifice began to talk about it.
"What, do you have any objections to this monk Yang Qinyan becoming the child's teacher?" Yang Junshan asked curiously.
Yang Lijun looked a little complicated and said: "It's not that I have any opinions, but this uncle's reputation among the masters of the family's martial arts hall is a bit complicated."
"Oh, this reputation is either good or bad, why is it so complicated?" Yang Junshan suddenly became more interested.
Yang Lijun explained: "This uncle has served as a master in the Chuan Gong Hall over the years. The disciples under him have almost the highest rate of becoming elite disciples of the family."
Yang Junshan heard this and said: "Hey, isn't this very good? It shows that this professor's disciple is quite good at it."
Yang Lijun shook his head and said: "It would be great if that were the case. Over the years, this clan uncle has served as a master and has at least twenty elite disciples under his command. However, among these disciples, there is not even one core disciple."
Nothing!"
Yang Junshan was startled and said: "There can't be something fishy, right? Could it be that this person has offended some high-ranking member of the family and has affected his disciples?"
Yang Lijun was stunned when he heard this, and said: "I have never heard of this, but there were rumors in the family's Chuan Gong Hall that this clan uncle was good at training those disciples who were not qualified.
The disciples who were too promising were trained into surprisingly elite disciples. However, those disciples who were originally outstanding in qualifications and had good understanding lost their original spirituality after being trained by him for two years. In this way, the Chuan Gong Hall has
One theory is that Uncle Qinyan is not good at teaching talented disciples."
This time, even Yang Junshan didn't know what to say.
"Speaking of which, this uncle was also very famous in the family back then!" Yang Lijun sighed.
"Oh, what do you say?" Yang Junshan asked casually.
"It is said that this uncle of the clan ranked first in the elite disciple competition of the family. He became the core disciple of the family and was unparalleled for a time. Do you know who was suppressed by him back then?" Yang Lijun
His face was full of encouragement, asking the person to answer the question quickly.
Naturally, Yang Junshan would not disappoint anyone and said, "Who is it?"
Yang Lijun said "Hey" and said: "In that elite competition back then, the person who ranked second was named Feng Yuankun. His teacher was the family's elder Zhou Yizhenren, who was a Tiangang realm monk! Now Feng Yuankun is already
Real-life monk!"
"Oh!" Of course Yang Junshan knew Feng Yuankun.
"But do you know who is ranked third?"
This time Yang Lijun did not use Yang Junshan to answer the question, and said directly: "I will scare you to death if I tell you!"
"The person ranked third is Su Chang'an. He is the founding disciple of the ancestor of the family, Junshan Daozu, and he is now a Huagang Realm monk!"
Yang Lijun ignored Yang Junshan's expression and said excitedly: "Think about it, what kind of existence were those who were suppressed by Master Qinyan back then? But now they are advancing to the real person state one by one, or are being released to the outside world.
He became the leader of a town, but he still stayed in the Chuangong Hall as a small master. Even the monks of the same generation who entered the weapon refining hall, talisman making hall, and alchemy room all did better than him.
many."
"Later, some people said that the reason why Uncle Qinyan was ranked first among elite disciples was not because of his high qualifications, but because he was the oldest and had been practicing for the longest. Even if he later became a core disciple,
He was quickly left behind by the others. Among the monks of similar age, he has always been at the bottom. Even the fourth level of warrior realm cultivation reached a bottleneck two years ago and has never been able to reach the bottom.
After breaking through to the Dzogchen realm, many people say that this is the extent of his achievements in this life. The students taught in the Chuan Gong Hall are also stupid disciples taught by stupid people. If he can not teach some elite disciples, I am afraid that the Chuan Gong Hall will not even be able to teach the disciples.
I can’t even occupy the seat of the Master.”
Yang Junshan nodded, looking past the people in the square, and landed on the younger disciple who had indeed left some impression on him. He remembered that he had a magical weapon on his body called the "Xiaoxi Mountain Seal".
But Yang Lijun said "Hey" and said: "What are you thinking about? That boy in my family hasn't even tested the Immortal Spirit Acupoint. Who knows what his qualifications are? Counting from my grandfather's side, my family is all four.
Wait, the fifth-level qualifications, and the location of the Immortal Spirit Aperture is not very good. It would be good if my boy has the Immortal Spirit Aperture. Is it possible that he can also test the first-class, second-class qualifications, or the Immortal Spirit?
Could it be that the orifice appears in an important position in the internal organs or something like that?"
Yang Junshan smiled at this time and said: "Brother Yang, please wait in line first. To be honest, I am also a good chess player. I just heard you talk, and I can't help but feel a little bit nervous.
There are several chessboards on Nian Tai over there, I’ll go through them first and then talk about them.”
Yang Junshan walked away, and Yang Lijun's voice came from behind: "Brother Yang, don't bet money with the children!"
Yang Xuanji picked up the chess pieces from the bumpy chess board, and picked up the five stone coins that had been thrown down by the opponent's losing chess. He had killed the dragon too quickly in the chess game just now, and the opponent's fierce opponent smashed more than a dozen chess pieces with one slap.
The chessboard was also damaged.
It is said that half of the reason why he has been playing chess and gambling with others in the past two years is that the damage rate of the chessboard is too high. In the past two years, his chess skills have increased too fast, and he often kills people in the middle of the game.
It is inevitable to make people look ugly. Crushing a few chess pieces and pressing them hard on the chessboard when picking up the chess pieces is really ordinary. Playing chess is obviously a very pleasant and fairy-like thing, but this group of people...
All that was left was a ball of anger.
Just when he had just cleared away the chessboard, a figure was already sitting opposite him.
Yang Xuanji didn't even raise his eyebrows and said, "If you want to follow me, a plate of five stone coins will be given to people of the same clan, and a plate of ten stone coins will be given to people with other surnames."
Yang Junshan was slightly startled, but then he became a little embarrassed: Stone coins? How could he have that kind of thing on his body?
Yang Xuanji didn't hear the response from the person opposite him, so he couldn't help but look up and saw a young man in his twenties. He couldn't help but be startled, and then his eyes became more lively and he said: "Martial artist realm? Then ten
A jade coin, let’s make an agreement first, if you have spiritual knowledge and take advantage, even if I lose, I will only give you ten jade coins.”
Yang Junshan was still embarrassed. He didn't seem to have any jade coins on him.
His consciousness dug through the storage ring several times, his eyes finally brightened, and he said: "Well, seeing how badly damaged your chessboard is, and how many pieces are broken, if you can beat me in a game, I will give it to you.
How about a good chess board and two jars of chess pieces?”
Seeing Yang Xuanji's somewhat suspicious look, Yang Junshan added: "It's definitely much stronger than yours, and it won't be completely broken after just a few games."
Yang Xuanji glanced at him, picked up a black stone and dropped it on the chessboard, saying: "You have spiritual knowledge and are older than me, so you have to give way!"
The test of the Fairy Spirit Aperture in the square has begun. Although there are three sets of formations used to test the Fairy Spirit Aperture, perhaps because of the host, the test process went slowly, but the parents waiting in line at the back did not
Don't worry, who doesn't want their child to stay in the test formation for a while, not to mention that Yang Qinyan, who presides over the test, is notoriously slow and meticulous in his work.
When it was Yang Xuanji's turn, he heard Yang Liqin shouting from across the square for him to take the test quickly.
At this time, Yang Junshan looked at Yang Xuanji with a nonchalant expression, who was sweating profusely and holding a few sunspots tightly in his hand.
"It's the mid-game dragon slaying again. It's weird. Why is it the mid-game dragon slaying again? And it's the same every time. What's wrong?"
Yang Junshan reached out and flicked the chess board, and the chess path on it suddenly became chaotic.
"what are you doing!"
Yang Xuanji was furious and reached out to grab Yang Junshan's hand, but he couldn't pull it away and could only stare at Yang Junshan angrily.
"Child, it's time for you to test the immortal spirit orifice." Yang Junshan said warmly.
Yang Xuanji looked at the chessboard in front of him, then turned to look at Yang Lijun on the other side who was already a little anxious. There was a look of nostalgia in his eyes, but he still started counting the stone coins from the pocket at his waist.
In just half a day, he actually played three games of chess with Yang Junshan. In the middle of each game, his dragon was slaughtered, and he lost miserably. But every time, he felt helpless and could only sit back and watch his own progress.
The feeling of an old road.
You know, even when he usually wins big when playing chess with others, it is impossible for him to finish three games in such a short period of time. This only shows that the gap between himself and the person opposite him is really too big. He even
He thinks that it is impossible for him to win even if the other party wants him to do so.
Presenting the 30 stone coins he had won in the past two days, Yang Xuanji didn't even care about his heartache. His mind was now filled with the three chess games he had been abused by the opponent just now, and he even seemed a little distracted.
Yang Junshan put away the thirty stone coins, looked at the chessboard in front of him with a few more holes and a few smashed chess pieces, then took out a bluestone chessboard from his sleeve and returned it.
There were two jars of black and white chess pieces, and he said, "Here, kid, I'll give them to you."
Yang Xuanji's eyes were scattered, and he was obviously still uneasy, but he still shook his head instinctively and said: "I lost the game, there is no reason to ask for your chessboard again."
Yang Junshan laughed dumbly, lifted the chessboard he had just played on, and the chessboard immediately fell into pieces, saying: "Look, your chessboard has actually been broken a long time ago. I will compensate you for this piece. Your father has been waiting impatiently. You
Come over quickly, by the way, remember to play a game of chess with your master when the time comes, be sure to remember!"
"Oh," Yang Xuanji replied unconsciously. He turned around and saw that his father was already anxious, so he directly picked up the chessboard and walked towards the square, saying, "I know, thank you!"