Looking at Su Xuan who thought he had a good name, everyone's mouths twitched.
Xiu Niang and Yue Chaoxi both turned their heads in embarrassment.
Mu Xiaochan slapped her forehead and thought of Dabai... She had forgotten Su Xuan's extremely coquettish name.
But Su Xuan himself thought it was pretty good.
Qingfeng's eyes turned resentful.
Dafeng?
Isn't this more earthy than Xiaoqing?
Qingfeng protested very dissatisfied.
Su Xuan defended it: "It sounds ordinary at the moment, but it is definitely getting easier and smoother. I won't lie to you."
Everyone was suddenly speechless.
have to.
This is playing the piano to a cow.
Qingfeng also gave up, she just didn't accept the name anyway.
The group of people... just carried the mountain and kept moving away from the White Phoenix Qingluan Sect! Five days later.
Su Xuan and his party, who were traveling in a hurry, stopped in a mountain range.
At this moment, Su Xuan and others were sitting on Qiankun Mountain.
Su Xuan had already begun to unravel Qiankun Mountain, and a strong spiritual energy suddenly overflowed.
Although Su Xuan had slowly opened his spiritual veins, the spiritual energy continued to overflow, and even the demon below was aware of it and was sucking it in with a greedy look on his face.
"Tsk, tsk, this is a complete fire phoenix spiritual vein.
I remember that the White Phoenix Qingluan Sect has continued to thrive for thousands of years, and it seems that it is because of its three spiritual veins."
Baiji clicked his tongue, knowing quite a bit about this.
Su Xuan glanced at them. This matter was not something ordinary monks could know.
He knew that Monkey and the others had mysterious origins before, but now it seems that Su Xuan still underestimated them.
Their cultivation has steadily improved over the years without stagnating at all, and now they all have the cultivation of a fifth-level spiritual master! However, Su Xuan didn't ask too much, after all, everyone has secrets, and they will know it when they need to know it in the future.
.
And this time.
"Su Xuan, don't tell me that you are going to other Earth Sects to cause trouble."
Mu Xiaochan was suddenly speechless.
This place... is very close to the Othello Palace! "No, this time I just went to the Othello Palace to borrow something."
Su Xuan said lightly.
"borrow?"
They looked at Su Xuan with disbelief on their faces.
Su Xuan nodded: "After all, we are the Earth Sect, so we can't mess around."
"you sure?"
"I'm really not going to cause trouble."
Su Xuan explained.
"hehe."
Su Xuan: "..." "Go ahead, we will pick you up at any time."
Mu Xiaochan and the others said.
"Sir, we can go too."
Tianxiang Mingzun and other evil demons looked forward to it.
Once alive, twice mature.
After visiting the White Feng Qingluan Sect, they wanted to visit the Othello Palace.
Look...how the scenery is there.
The corners of Su Xuan's mouth twitched: "I'm going alone this time."
...Unlike the White Phoenix Qingluan Sect, which is located in an abyss and a dangerous place, the Black and White Chess Palace is located in a prosperous and fertile land.
There are many countries around, surrounding the Othello Palace.
Su Xuan stood in the distance and looked at the Othello Palace, which was prosperous and peaceful like stars over the moon.
At least...that's what it seems on the surface.
The towering towers and clock towers soar into the sky, and the bustling sound is heard.
The Othello Palace is built based on chess rules.
Naturally, the chess skills in surrounding countries are also at their peak.
There are people playing chess in the streets and alleys, ranging from children as young as three years old to elderly people.
Su Xuan looked at it, a hint of complexity flashed in his eyes.
When he was Jian Beichen, he lived here for several years.
Su Xuan remembered this memory.
He met Chu Qingkuang and another disciple of Black and White Chess Palace while traveling in the Eastern Wasteland.
The three of them were like-minded and quickly became friends.
When Chu Qingkuang saw Jian Beichen's swordsmanship, he admired him deeply and threatened to learn swordsmanship too.
Then... the most dazzling chess prodigy in the Black and White chess palace at that time abandoned his son to seek a sword! Su Xuan never saw him again after saying goodbye to him in the Lianbao Pavilion. I don't know where he is at this moment.
And the other one... Su Xuan remembered that his name was Mu Chichen, and he was also a first-class romantic figure.
It's a pity... Now he has disappeared like Jian Beichen.
Su Xuan looked at the Othello Palace for a long time, his mind filled with thoughts of youth and frivolity.
It's a pity...you can't turn back time.
Destiny is more suffering.
He, Su Xuan, is no longer Jian Beichen.
No matter how much change happens in the years to come, he will never turn back into the chivalrous sword-wielding young man from ancient times.
...Tianyue City.
This is a very famous small town in the Othello Palace area.
Although the ancient city is small, it has produced many chess masters in the past dynasties.
Those old seniors have been obsessed with chess all their lives. Although some of them have no skills at all, their chess skills are better than many seniors in the Othello Palace.
And the most famous one is Li Shengxiao, the master of the contemporary chess palace! He is just an ordinary poor chess player in Tianyue City.
Before Li Shengxiao became the master of the chess palace, he only did one thing.
That is to study the True Dragon Chess Game engraved on the Tianyue City Wall! It is said that it was left by a chess master, but no one has understood the half-mao inheritance from it for a long time.
but.
Li Shengxiao did it.
And the price is eighty years of poverty.
If you come from that era, you must know that Li Shengxiao almost died in front of the True Dragon Chess Game... and Tianyue City became famous for this, and there are still many chess players studying the True Dragon Chess Game.
Tianyue City, Beidou Street.
Busy traffic.
There was a lot of noise.
People playing chess can sometimes be seen on both sides of the street.
"boom."
Suddenly, a person fell to the ground.
"Haha, old blind man, you still want to act bravely and be a hero to save the beauty?"
A sneer sounded.
A young man in rich clothes grabbed a pitiful girl with an arrogant look on his face.
In front of him, an old man covered in rags and slovenly fell to the ground and was kicked by a young man in rich clothes.
His eyes were white and he was blind.
"Young man, this girl is still young and still has a lot of years to live. How can you get her married in the future if you ask her like this?"
The old blind man stood up slowly. Although he was sloppy, he could still vaguely tell that he must have been a handsome young man when he was young.
At least... he's more handsome than this young man in fine clothes.
Many people around looked over, but they were all laughing and laughing, and no one wanted to take a closer look.
They didn't care at all about this farce.
The young men who robbed and robbed the poor little girls on the streets seemed to have no indignation or sympathy.
certainly.
This is not because the world is in decline and people's hearts are not as old as they used to be, but they are very aware of the virtues of this evil young man and the poor little girl who is flirtatious but pretends to be pretty. As the saying goes, a bitch is matched with a dog, and it lasts forever.
In the eyes of passers-by, this is a perfect match.
As for the old blind man, they knew him well. He was just nosy and would be beaten in a few days.
The old blind man was doing "bravely" things, but he was not sympathized with.
Because the old blind man is not only blind, but also blind in his heart.
He took care of everything, and gradually his reputation spread.
The place is noisy.
The little girl was probably afraid that the old blind man would ruin her good deeds, so she threw some scattered spiritual stones at the old blind man, and said with aggrieved gratitude: "Old sir, please go, this is my life..." The evil young man seemed to like this.
Tiaotiao, pooh-poohed at the old blind man, and then carried the little girl away.
That look... was so awkward.
Everyone looked at it in amazement.
The old blind man was stunned for a moment, then he stood up nonchalantly and picked up the spirit stone, making everyone look down upon him.
In the eyes of everyone, the old blind man was trying to get something wrong.
gradually.
The old blind man simply disappeared into the crowd.
Passing by an alley, the old blind man threw the spiritual stone he had obtained into a broken bowl.
It was a huddled little beggar.
"Thank you, thank you..." This young boy whose parents died and was living on the street shouted gratefully, but he picked up the spirit stone and ran away, for fear that the old blind man would regret it.
But the old blind man grinned and didn't care at all.
"Little bully, little bully, why are you so stupid?
Little girl, little girl, why don't you love yourself... How can there be no chivalry in peace, but in troubled times there are no heroes..." The old blind man hummed a tuneless and messy tune, and seemed to be in a good mood.
He scratched his chicken coop-like hair and sat in front of a chessboard.
He is an old blind man, but he is not a beggar.
He makes a living playing chess with others.
If he has a good heart, then give him some money to buy drinks.
If it's not good, he will just kill time.
The old blind man waited and waited.
I don't know whether it was too noisy today or bad luck, but no one was there as dusk approached.
The old blind man curled his lips and wanted to lie down and sleep.
But this time.
Someone sat down in front of him.
The old blind man was startled, then grinned: "Young man, let's play chess.
If the old man does well today, can he give me some money to buy wine?"
The figure opposite him, who was wearing a black robe and no longer young anymore, did not speak, but just twisted and fell.
The old blind man didn't take it seriously. Hearing the familiar voice, he immediately dropped his grip.
"Pa bang bang..." crisp sounds sounded from time to time in the alley.
for a long time.
The figure paused and dropped his hand.
He whispered: "You win."
The man didn't leave any spiritual stones, but he left a jug of wine.
The old blind man twisted a chess piece and stared blankly for a long time.
What a bad chess game... The old blind man thought that even the three-year-old child in Tianyue City played better than him.
But.
The old blind man thought about it, and seemed to have thought of something. He tremblingly picked up the wine bottle and pulled out the cork.
A scent of... wine that I hadn't smelled for many, many years suddenly hit my nostrils.
He remembered that it was the wine he drank when he was young.
The old blind man's eyes suddenly turned red.
He stood up hastily and ran to the intersection in panic.
The bustling crowd was full of pedestrians, and the figure could no longer be found.
"Beichen, let's have a drink before we go.
"The old blind man shouted, but he got no response.
This day.
Many people looked at the intersection in surprise, because the old blind man, who had been beaten half to death without a sound, was crying like crazy.
And what’s funny is that the old blind man was still crying and drinking at the same time.
They despised, despised, and ridiculed, but had no sympathy.
But what they don't know is how unparalleled the crazy and destitute old blind man was in his youth.
No one knows what kind of fear this old blind man named Mu Chichen has in his heart. He dared to go to the martial arts palace in anger for his best friend...