"Seniors, let's go to the wooden house first. You two will wait for a moment." After "negotiating" with Wu Yazi, An Shigeng ran over and said to Lin Tianheng and Lin Tianheng.
Of course, teaching the merits cannot be done in public, so the secluded wooden house in Wuyazi is the best choice.
"Go." Lin Tianheng waved his hand, and An Shigeng pushed Wu Yazi into the wooden house.
A group of An Shigeng's maids dutifully guarded outside the wooden house, seemingly on guard against Lin Tianheng, but he didn't care and called Lin Junhao to the Zhenlong chess game played by Wu Yazi.
"Junhao, how was your Go game?" Lin Tianheng asked casually as he looked at the Zhenlong chess game.
Music, chess, calligraphy and painting are common in all worlds. During the years that Lin Tianheng stayed in his old house, apart from listening to music, he could only use these for entertainment.
"I know a little bit, but I'm not very good at playing. Please give me some advice from my ancestor." Lin Junhao said modestly.
"You." Lin Tianheng smiled and shook his head, "Come and take a good look at this game."
"Yes." Lin Junhao immediately settled down and began to carefully study Zhenlong's chess game. However, after looking at it for a moment longer, his brows furrowed deeper, as if he was lost in the black and white vertical and horizontal lines on the board.
The so-called "Zhenlong" refers to the difficult problem of Go. Wu Yazi spent three years working hard to complete this game. In the past thirty years, countless chess masters in both black and white have failed. How could Lin Junhao, who did not know the inside story, fail for a moment?
The space can be penetrated.
Lin Tianheng was not in a hurry, he wanted to see what choice Lin Junhao would make in the end.
This game of Zhenlong is not so much a game of chess as it is a question of heart. Each person's way of placing pieces represents their different choices.
In the original work, Duan Yu was defeated because he had love in his heart and was unwilling to abandon his son. Murong Fu was defeated because he was obsessed with power and refused to lose power. Instead, it was Xu Zhu, a young monk, who accidentally bumped into him and knocked him out.
Understand the hidden principles in the chess game, put it to death, and then survive.
Although Lin Tianheng is not very clear why people who can understand this truth are worthy of being valued, Wu Yazi's operation of selecting successors through this chess game is indeed very powerful.
But he said that at this time, An Shigeng was relaxing.
Xiaoyaozi left in a hurry back then and did not give his full attention to An Yunshan, a young disciple who had just joined the sect. As a result, he only learned a part of the Beiming Divine Technique.
I originally expected Wu Yazi to teach as a disciple, but I didn't want Wu Yazi to fall deeply in love. Later, he hid at the foot of Wuliang Mountain and lived happily with Li Qiu Shui. An Yunshan was able to complete the fragments of the Beiming Divine Art by chance.
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It's just that the fragments are fragments after all, and there are many flaws in them. The cultivation process is also a narrow escape, so An Yunshan does not have An Shigeng's cultivation that allows his temper to escape.
Instead, when he went on a business trip to the Western Regions, he found a pretty good Kung Fu book for An Shigeng. This Kung Fu technique was unique and suited An Shigeng's temperament very well.
Now that An Shigeng wants to receive Wu Yazi's 70-year-old Beiming Qi, he must first completely dissipate his own skills.
The martial arts practiced by An Shigeng were extremely strange. When he dispersed the martial arts, two completely different energies emerged, one like ice and the other like fire. They were indeed different from the Central Plains Kung Fu.
After the dispersion of the exercises, the transfer of the exercises begins.
The surging Beiming Qi was poured into An Shigeng's body by Wu Yazi. An Shigeng felt that his whole body was light and airy, like clouds and mist, flying in the sky; suddenly his body was cold, as if he had dived into the depths of the blue sea, and was with the crowd.
The fish are playing, and the magic power of Beiming is truly endless.
Outside the house, Lin Junhao, who was itching and unbearable, finally picked up the white piece and prepared to break the game.
"Then I will help you do something." Lin Tianheng took advantage of the situation and picked up a black seed and said with a smile.
"Please give me some advice, Grandpa." After saying that, Lin Junhao suddenly fell down.
When Lin Tianheng saw Lin Junhao's move, he nodded as if in approval, and then he also placed a move.
The two of them quickly played ten moves. Lin Junhao suddenly stopped and fell into thinking again. He had already figured out more than ten moves, but halfway through, he discovered something was wrong.
Lin Tianheng did not urge him. He knew that the key here would not be figured out in a moment. After all, according to normal thinking, no one would commit suicide in a large area.
Lin Junhao was able to spot something wrong in about ten moves, and his chess skill was obviously higher than that of Duan Yu, who played more than ten moves in a row and then simply gave up.
After a while, Lin Junhao continued to make moves. Of course, he would not be as stupid as Duan Yu and refused to abandon useless sons.
After discarding a few pieces, the situation became clearer than before, but after a few more moves, Lin Junhao keenly realized that the chess momentum was about to be lost, which was quite ominous.
Lin Junhao was fully immersed in the chess game, and beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead. It was obvious that cracking the chess game was a very laborious task.
Gradually, Lin Junhao actually had the illusion that the two black and white pieces on the chessboard were the two major factions of the Lin family. People from the two factions are like me and you, but they collide with each other. The big dragon is like Lin Jianli's.
Once his father Lin Xingkong is released, his lineage can be suppressed in an instant.
"You idiot, you haven't woken up yet!" Lin Tianheng's voice reached Lin Junhao's ears like a bell, instantly pulling his mind out of the chessboard.
"My great-grandson lost his temper for a moment, and I hope that my great-grandfather will forgive me." Lin Junhao saluted hurriedly and said with lingering fear. At this time, his back was already wet with sweat.
"Your obsession is too deep. If you don't let go as soon as possible, it will be extremely difficult to take the step of becoming a master." Lin Tianheng sighed, with a bit of disappointment in his tone.
Lin Tianheng thought that by taking Lin Junhao out to see other worlds, he could really let go of the Lin family's one-third-acre land in his heart, but now it turns out that it is not that simple.
After all, from the moment Lin Junhao became the head of the family, he was always thinking about how to protect the interests of the family head over the county guard's line. This kind of thing may have entered his subconscious.
So even though Lin Junhao had figured it out on the surface, he was still worried in his heart that after Lin Tianheng's youngest son Lin Xingkong came out of confinement, the county guards would quickly take the initiative.
Lin Tianheng then flicked his sleeves, and the black and white chess pieces on the chessboard scattered and fell to the ground in scattered patterns.
"My great-grandson realizes his mistake, great-grandpa, please calm down." Lin Junhao said tremblingly, almost kneeling down on the spot.
"These chess pieces can only fight each other on the chessboard, but if they fall on the vast land, they will face more challenges. Sand, stone, earth and wood may be their opponents, so at this time they will not
Then there are the two sides of tit for tat, black and white, but chess pieces jumping out of a chessboard. Do you think it is necessary for them to strangle each other?" Lin Tianheng said meaningfully.
"My great-grandson understands." Lin Junhao looked thoughtful. He couldn't help but blame himself. He knew everything about the world, but why he still had obsessions in his heart. It was really wrong!
"It seems that we have to find another way." Lin Tianheng said suddenly. He originally thought that by taking Lin Junhao to experience the scenery of another world, stay away from family affairs and relax, he would be able to make a breakthrough naturally. But now it seems that he should follow the old path.
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"Please make it clear, Grandpa." Lin Junhao said respectfully.
"In order to allow you to break through with peace of mind, I decided to let you fight to support fighting." Lin Tianheng said, don't you have obsessions in your heart? OK, I will let you fight every day until you can only have martial arts in your heart!
"Fighting to feed war?" Lin Junhao said with a twitch in his face.
"Yes, this place is not far from Songshan Mountain. There is a master in the Shaolin Temple. You should fight him first." Lin Tianheng said. For Lin Junhao, the sweeping monk is certainly a good opponent.
After leaving a message for An Shigeng's maid, Lin Tianheng and the two rushed towards the Shaolin Temple.
Not long after the two left, An Shigeng ran over with a red face, and his aura was more than powerful.
"Hey, where are the two seniors?" An Shigeng asked curiously.
"For Master An, the two seniors said they would go to Shaolin first and then enter the capital. Let us return to the capital first." The maid lowered her head and responded.
"Is that so?" An Shigeng blinked, raised the maid's pretty face with his fingers, and asked, "On what day is the banquet in the capital scheduled?"
"The banquet is scheduled for tomorrow night." the maid replied.
An Shigeng nodded with a smile, winked at his maids, and then stepped into his ostentatious luxury carriage.
Not long after, the carriage started moving towards Bianliang. Behind it, in the dumb valley, there was silence, and there was no one alive.
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