Nangong looked at the chessboard on the stone table with all his attention. There were densely packed black and white flags on it.
Nangong had no flags in his hand and no chess players, indicating that he was trying to decipher the chess game left by others.
Jiang Chen took a look and found that it was an exquisite chess game, using the 'life and death' technique in chess. There were calamities within the chess game, both living together and immortality. The idea was ingenious.
"There are obvious signs of showing off his skills."
Jiang Chen didn't look at it for a few seconds and couldn't help but said.
Nan Gong, who had been ignoring him until now, seemed to realize that there was someone there. When he saw Jiang Chen, he was very surprised and said, "Shouldn't you be starting the courses arranged by the Holy Academy today?"
"Kicked out." Jiang Chen said directly without hiding anything.
Nangong laughed, not knowing whether it was because Jiang Chen was frank or because he was kicked out on the first day.
"Do you know chess?" Nangong asked, somewhat unconvinced.
Nowadays, young people have to focus on all aspects, such as the cultivation of exercises, the improvement of martial arts, the understanding of artistic conception, etc.
Jiang Chen, a swordsman prodigy, still has time to focus on his chess skills?
"I used to have a lot of time and energy, but I knew a little bit about chess skills," Jiang Chen said.
"Really? Then what do you think of this chess game?" Nangong wanted to see if what he said was true or false.
"Here."
Jiang Chen didn't say much, he picked up a white chess piece between his index and middle fingers, and simply clicked it somewhere on the chessboard.
As the chess pieces fell, something seemed to erupt from the chessboard, and the black and white chess pieces turned into two-color aura, rising up and disappearing above the head.
Nangong was startled for a moment, then burst into hearty laughter and said, "You broke the latest chess game of the Othello Club just like this. I don't know if anyone will believe it if I don't tell you."
"Nangong, what kind of chess are you playing? How can this chess fly?" Jiang Chen asked in surprise.
"It's a pity that you didn't seize the opportunity that just passed by, otherwise it would be of great help to your Tianwu artistic conception." Nangong said.
"Tianwu artistic conception? Can playing chess also increase Tianwu artistic conception?" Jiang Chen asked.
"Why not? Tao gives birth to one, which gives birth to two, which gives birth to three, and which gives rise to all things. The artistic conception of wind, the artistic conception of fire, etc. that you young people pursue are all Tao. Do you know that eating, drinking tea, painting and writing poems all have their own characteristics?
Is the Tao inside? The same goes for playing chess." Nangong said.
"Tao gives birth to one, gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things?"
Hearing this, Jiang Chen felt as if his soul had been hit hard, and his whole person was in an indescribable state.
A quarter of an hour later, he exhaled forcefully, his eyes clearer than before.
"Thank you, senior, for your advice. I understand."
Jiang Chen knew that many martial arts, exercises, formations, medical skills, and elixirs were all at his fingertips, but these things that could not be cultivated and understood in previous lives still needed the guidance of seniors like Nangong.
"Do you really understand?" Nangong looked at him with a smile, wondering how much he understood.
Jiang Chen smiled mysteriously, picked up a black chess piece, and dropped it towards the chessboard again. This time, his movements were slow but steady.
The index finger and middle finger hold the chess piece, which has a unique charm.
Snapped!
This time the chess piece fell, and the crisp sound echoed in the pavilion. Outside the pavilion, the wind howled, with an edge in the wind.
Jiang Chen chuckled and said: "The artistic conception of Tianwu is the fusion between the state of unity between man and nature and martial arts. The way of martial arts includes wind, fire and water. By playing chess, painting or even riding a horse, you can help the artistic conception of Tianwu
improvement.”
This time, Nangong was silent, with no expression on his face.
"If you are not a shrewd liar and come to me to act like you are a genius, then you will definitely be the smartest disciple I have ever seen."
"Senior, that's a big reward."
"You didn't even know this before but you achieved the unity of heaven and man. It seems like you got some kind of adventure."
"Yes."
"Then now, you are truly one between heaven and man."
Jiang Chen nodded, this is the method and principle of the unity of nature and man and the integration of martial arts.
Just like the rivers of the earth merge into the sea, all phenomena are unified.
"Senior, who created such a wonderful thing as the Tianwu artistic conception?" Jiang Chen wanted to know, out of admiration.
"That's hard to explain, but no matter who that person is, people nowadays respect him as Martial Saint."
"Martial Saint!?"
This name is a bit domineering, and no one dares to use it indiscriminately in the Holy Land.
Sword Master or Sword God, at least we can compete.
But the word "武" is very broad. Anyone who dares to add the word "saint" or "god" after it is provoking everyone.
Unexpectedly, five hundred years later, a martial saint would appear and be supported by so many people.
This person is anything but simple.
"Now that you understand and can play chess, if you don't find it boring, just play chess with me." Nangong said.
“What I wish for!”
Jiang Chen knew that Nan Gong wanted to guide him. Although he was happy to be praised as a genius, he also knew that talent was one thing and experience was another.
There are endless benefits to having Nangong guide you.
Two people started playing chess here.
Over there, Mifa finished today's morning class and walked out of the house, thinking that the training disciple should remember the lesson and correct his attitude next time.
But when she walked out the door, she didn't see Jiang Chen at all.
When she knew what this meant, she was so angry that her originally stern face turned livid, which was very scary.
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After playing chess with Nangong, Jiang Chen was taken to the dean's office by the discipline team.
Just as he stood firm after entering the door, Shui Yuechuan said: "You may think that the improvement of realm and martial arts is called cultivation. In fact, after reaching the Tongtian realm, there are very few fair competitions, and they are all ruthless fighting."
"There are endless ways to kill, including killing with formations and killing with poison. A prodigy of swordsmanship will probably die from the poison before the sword is drawn out."
"What you can learn from the Holy Academy's two classes of heaven and earth may not make you the top, but it won't make you as ignorant as a newborn."
Yi Yuechuan believed that Jiang Chen's unruly attitude came from his incomprehension of the Holy Academy's curriculum.
These days, many training disciples are not accustomed to the environment of the Holy Academy and can't wait to improve their martial arts and realm.
"Dean, I understand what you are saying. The Holy Academy's cultivation method cannot be achieved by any force. However, it is of little help to me at this stage."
"The formation knowledge taught today is just superficial to me." Jiang Chen said.
Yi Yuechuan understood what he meant and was a little unhappy, feeling that Jiang Chen was too arrogant.
"The knowledge imparted by the local level is not only formations, but also pharmacology, medical skills, poisons, spiritual weapons, and the corresponding positions of the twelve meridians and divine points.
"If these levels are the ones taught by today's formation, they will be useless to me."
"You mean that your current level of knowledge storage has far exceeded the level of your country?"
"It's possible that the heaven will be reached, Dean, the Holy Academy can't teach me these things." Jiang Chen's attitude was neither arrogant nor humble, but anyone who heard it would think he was too arrogant.
Can’t even the Holy Academy teach?
Shui Yuechuan crossed his fingers and put his elbows on the table, asking: "Then what do you think?"