Reborn Tianlong: I practice martial arts for immortality

Not only is it slow, but you also have to ask for directions after walking for a while, otherwise you will have to go back if you take the wrong turn.

Wang Yuyan looked tired and jumped off the horse. She was very excited at first, but then Jiang Weichen kept hurrying on.

Even when she was hungry, she was not allowed to eat. Instead, she was given a pill so that she didn't have to eat for the whole day.

The two men did not stop except to rest at night and change horses.

If she hadn't practiced the foundation-building boxing technique in the past two years, she wouldn't have been able to hold on.

"Why is this place called Tianlongdiya Valley?" Wang Yuyan paused for a moment and asked curiously.

"You'll know when you get in."

Jiang Weichen had just finished speaking when he took a step forward when a middle-aged woman in her forties came out of the valley.

"Who are you? Why did you trespass into the Deaf and Mute Valley?"

Jiang Weichen made no secret of his true feelings and said bluntly, "My name is Jiang Weichen, and I'm from Taihu Lake in Suzhou. I heard that there's a strange man here who has set up a chess game that no one has been able to crack in the past twenty years, so I came here to see it for myself."

The middle-aged woman's attitude softened a little. The master had set up the chess game for more than ten years. Many people around had tried, but no one could crack it.

Since this person came all the way here to crack the chess game, it was obvious that he was a chess lover. He then turned and looked carefully at Jiang Weichen's appearance.

After a moment, he said, "Considering that it's not easy for you to travel thousands of miles, and that you're not handsome, but pretty, you barely meet the requirements. Come with me."

Jiang Weichen complained that he was being picky now, and in the future he would just pass on his skills to an ugly monk, but he still thanked him, "Thank you, Senior Shi."

When the middle-aged woman heard Jiang Weichen call her 'Senior Shi', she turned around and paused, saying, "You still know me?"

Jiang Weichen smiled and replied, "Mr. Congbian has eight disciples, each of whom must learn a skill from him.

The eldest disciple Kang Guangling practiced the zither and was known as Qin Dian.

The second disciple, Fan Bailing, learned Go and was nicknamed the Go Demon.

The third disciple studied sloppily and learned Confucianism, and was called a bookworm.

The fourth disciple, Wu Lingjun, was good at painting and was known as a painting madman.

The fifth disciple, Xue Muhua, studied medicine and was known as Doctor Xue.

The sixth disciple, Feng Asan, studied civil engineering and was known as a skilled craftsman.

The seventh disciple, Shi Qinglu, is an expert in flower planting and is known as a flower maniac.

The eighth disciple, Li Kuilei, is obsessed with opera and is known as a drama fanatic.

Among them, only Shi Qinglu is a woman. Since the senior calls Mr. Congbian "Master", his identity is self-evident."

Chapter 162 Zhenlong Chess Game

Su Xinghe is a versatile person. Although his disciples are not as talented as him, they are all leaders in their respective fields.

Although the characters other than Doctor Xue are unknown in the plot, each of them is not a simple character.

The bookworm Gou Du once caused the Shaolin master Xuan Tong to pass away on the spot with just a few words in a debate.

It’s a pity that this is a world of martial arts, and they are obsessed with their own skills and ignore martial arts.

Su Xinghe was afraid that their martial arts skills would bring trouble to them, so he expelled the eight people from the sect. But he didn't know how Shi Qinglu came back?

Shi Qinglu turned around and said, "We've done a lot of preparation in the early stages, but it's a pity that if we can't crack the chess game, it's all in vain."

Jiang Weichen and Wang Yuyan followed Shi Qinglu into the valley, and were instantly greeted by the fragrance of flowers.

The valley and the outside of the valley seem to be separated by two worlds.

Outside the valley, the autumn wind is blowing and the leaves are falling, creating a bleak scene.

In the valley, however, the breeze is warm and the flowers are in full bloom, competing for beauty.

"It's so beautiful! Why is everything withered and yellow outside, but it's like spring in the valley?" Wang Yuyan exclaimed.

Shi Qinglu was very proud when she heard the praise and said, "Master used Qimen Dunjia to change the environment in the valley, and these flowers are my masterpieces."

Jiang Weichen murmured: Qimen Dunjia, this is the use of formations to change the four seasons of the valley. I still have a lot to learn.

He had previously focused on martial arts, and studied medicine in order to speed up his martial arts training.

He hasn't paid much attention to things like Qi Men Dun Jia, chess, calligraphy and painting. At most, he has read a few books, but has not studied them seriously.

After walking a short distance, Shi Qinglu said to Jiang Weichen, "Please wait a moment. I will go and inform Master. It is up to Master to decide whether to give you a chance to play chess."

Jiang Weichen nodded, and saw Shi Qinglu turn around and walk into the cave.

Why do you like living in caves? Wouldn't it be nice to build a few bamboo houses in this sea of ​​flowers? Jiang Weichen was speechless.

But he didn't think much about it, and immediately turned to look at the Zhenlong chess game on the stone wall not far away.

The chessboard on the mountain wall is square, with chess pieces scattered all over the place, entangled with each other.

But White has reached the end of his rope, with only a few pieces left to survive.

Jiang Weichen's mind was spinning wildly, and he flipped through the chess games he had memorized in the past like turning the pages of a book.

Then he put his mind into the game, and the Zhenlong chess game appeared in his mind. He started playing against himself, one white piece and one black piece fell continuously.

After a moment, he came back to his senses and looked at the chessboard. In his mind, he kept placing pieces, playing against himself.

They tried many methods in a short period of time, but at most, the white pieces could only last thirty or forty pieces before being defeated.

If he were to play against Su Xinghe, he might not be able to make many moves. The method to crack this chess game seems to require risking his life in order to survive.

But he had no idea how to survive from the ashes.

Forget it. I originally still held out a glimmer of hope, but now I have completely lost hope.

Apart from memorizing some chess games and playing with Taoist Qingyun for a while, he never studied them at other times.

How could I do something so easily that countless chess masters in the original book couldn't do?

How good is Duan Yanqing at chess? He was the one who could make the Yellow-browed Monk break his fingers and take the initiative, but he still couldn't do it, right?

However, although he no longer had any hope of winning, he still wanted to play the next game. He wanted to see what magic this chess game had that could make people obsessed.

I just watched for a while, and the game in my mind seemed like an ordinary game.

A moment later, Su Xinghe came out with gaunt cheeks and curly hair that was half gray and half white.

Wang Yuyan stood by and muttered: Is this my grandpa?

Jiang Weichen heard it, and Su Xinghe, who was pretending to be deaf and dumb, also heard it.

Su Xinghe almost broke off a few hairs with his hands pinching his beard. He had never been married in his life, so how could he have a grandchild?

Looking carefully at the little girl who was half a person's height, I felt a sense of familiarity and wonder.

He couldn't understand it for a moment, but he had to pretend to be deaf and dumb and couldn't speak.

But he was curious, so he picked up a branch and wrote, "Little girl, I was born deaf and dumb, and can only understand other people's words through lip reading. What did you say just now?"

Jiang Weichen knew that the old man was pretending, but he couldn't expose him now. He was pretending to be deaf and dumb to avoid Ding Chunqiu.

If I expose him directly, he might not even make a move and kill me first.

Wang Yuyan thought to herself, is this the origin of the Deaf and Mute Valley?

He looked at Jiang Weichen and then said, "Are you my grandpa?"

"Who told you that I am your grandfather's? I have never been married and have no children in my life." Su Xinghe wrote quickly.

Wang Yuyan looked up at Jiang Weichen, and Jiang Weichen said, "Senior, let's talk about this later. I want to try this Zhenlong chess game."

Although Su Xinghe was puzzled, he was not anxious. He circled around Jiang Weichen and wrote, "My master once said that no matter who is handsome, they can break this chess game."

Su Xinghe paused and continued writing: "You barely qualify."

Then Su Xinghe went straight to the black piece in front of the chessboard on the wall and sat down, stretching out his hand to make a move, meaning that Jiang Weichen would make the first move.

Jiang Weichen nodded and sat down next to Bai Zi.

The two of them sat down, and Jiang Weichen picked up a chess piece that was the size of a steamed bun but flat. Then he swung it with all his strength, and the chess piece landed steadily in the lower right corner.

The chess pieces and the stone wall should have been processed or made of special materials, so they won't fall off as long as they get touched.

Su Xinghe didn't hesitate at all, and casually placed a piece down, immediately blocking the white piece's way out.

Jiang Weichen stared at the chessboard with his bright eyes, thought for a moment, and continued to make his move.

The two sides fought back and forth, and after seven or eight pieces, the white pieces could only survive.

Jiang Weichen would think for a moment before making each move. As time went on, Jiang Weichen stared at the chessboard for longer and longer periods of time.

Although his eyes were on the chessboard, an illusion appeared in his mind.

A man with a ferocious face and scars on his face, holding a long knife, broke into the house:

"Haha, Jiang Dashan, my Liu family kindly spent money to buy your land, but you refused to sell it. You don't accept my offer, so I'll drink the penalty. Die!"

Jiang Weichen witnessed his father's head flying off. He instantly stood up and shouted, "Liu Biao, you deserve to die."

Jiang Weichen's sudden outburst startled Wang Yuyan, who was standing next to him. She was watching the two sides play chess and immediately took a few steps back.

Su Xinghe put down the chess piece in his hand, shook his head in disappointment and was about to stand up.

But Jiang Weichen stood up, took the Immortal-Slaying Sword with his backhand, and was about to draw the sword from its sheath. Suddenly, a breeze blew on his face, and Jiang Weichen woke up. Seeing Su Xinghe sitting opposite him, he realized that he had been affected by the illusion.

Su Xinghe used his finger as a pen and wrote, "Although you woke up in time, you have been affected by obsession and hallucinations. Do you still want to continue?"

This chess game was set up by his master Wuyazi. This chessboard on the mountainside has a formation arranged by his master.

Combined with the chess pieces processed by the Master's divine will, the longer you play chess, the easier it is to trigger inner obsessions.

The more disadvantaged and desperate the situation is, the more this obsession will be magnified.

If you can't get out of it, you will be deeply trapped in all kinds of obsessions such as unfulfilled desires, resentment, separation from loved ones, greed, anger and ignorance.

The more you get involved in it, the less you can concentrate on the game. How can you win like this?

This game of chess tests not only advanced chess skills, but also a strong character.

If one's character is not up to standard, how can one master the master's decades of refined skills?

If one's character is not up to standard, one can only become a puppet of power, using this power to do evil and become a demon.

Jiang Weichen sat down, placed the Immortal-Slaying Sword on his legs, and silently recited the Sutra of Purity and Tranquility in his heart.