Pour the remaining chess pieces in the palm of your hand into the chess jar. Lu Boyong patted his hands gently, shook his head and smiled, "Junior brother, after so many years, my senior brother has never beat you in chess. This chess is so boring."

Huo Xingwei also put the chess piece in his hand back into the can, looked up at the senior brother opposite and said, "It's senior brother, you just give in to me."

Lu Boyong stroked his white beard like snow, nodded and said, "It's good that you know!"

After saying that, he looked at Huo Xingwei and smiled.

After laughing, Lu Boyong said, "The old rules, whoever wins will clean up the chessboard!"

Huo Xingwei had already started to pick up his son and smiled and said, "Senior brother has ended up being free and at ease."

After picking up the teacup and drinking a sip of tea, Lu Boyong reached out and pushed the chess piece on the chessboard forward, saying, "It's so hard for those who are capable, let's help you!"

Huo Xingwei, who was picking up the pieces while reviewing the game, looked at the scattered chessboard, sighed and said, "Senior Brother, you..."

Lu Boyong took another sip of tea and said with a smile: "What's the point of reviewing? Will senior brother still make such a move when he plays with you again?"

Huo Xingwei shook his head helplessly.

Putting down the teacup, Lu Boyong lightly pressed the chessboard and tapped the chessboard with his fingers. With each tap, a cloud popped up from the chessboard and fell into the chess jar, making a crisp sound.

Huo Xingwei poured the chess piece he picked up in his palm into the chess jar, moved his mouth slightly, and pressed his right hand on the chessboard.

His fingers stopped knocking on the chessboard, and Lu Boyong glanced at Huo Xingwei, "Junior brother, this chessboard is a good thing for senior brother. You must be careful and don't break it!"

Huo Xingwei smiled and said, "Senior Brother, this chessboard is left by the master. He has never said that this chessboard is yours."

Lu Boyong glared and said, "I am the head of Xuanyi Sect, so this chessboard is mine."

Huo Xingwei raised his eyes, "Take it serious?"

Lu Boyong sighed and murmured, "It's changed this day. It's not interesting to protect me like this!"

Huo Xingwei also sighed and raised his right hand pressed on the chessboard again, "The chessboard is still this chessboard, but the chess piece is no longer a chess piece."

After saying that, he waved his sleeves.

If ordinary people see such a scene in front of them, they will definitely be shocked.

However, there were only Huo Xingwei and Lu Boyong in the house, and Lu Boyong was not an ordinary person.

Seeing that the chess piece was swept into the jar by Huo Xingwei, Lu Boyong said, "Junior brother, these white and black pieces are mixed together, it is not your style of doing things!"

Huo Xingwei raised his hand to cover the lid of the chess jar, picked up the tea and took a sip and said, "Whether it is a black piece or a white piece, what's the difference? Are they all chess pieces?"

Lu Boyong nodded and smiled, and said with a smile: "My disciple did a good job in this matter!"

Huo Xingwei put down the teacup in his hand, looked at Lu Boyong and said, "Senior brother, that's my son."

Lu Boyong raised his eyebrows, "What about your son? Isn't it the one I teach you?"

Huo Xingwei bowed to Lu Boyong and said, "Then I would like to thank my senior brother for cultivating the dog."

Lu Boyong stretched out his hand and said, "Shou comes, the surname Huo, I can tell you that he is a disciple, so young people will make his decision in front of me."

Huo Xingwei smiled and stopped fighting with Lu Boyong, but said, "Senior Brother, do you know his current situation without illness?"

Huo Qiji, whose name is Wubian.

The name was given to him by his father, and the name was given to him by his other teacher Lu Boyong.

Lu Boyong glared at Huo Xingwei and complained: "If it weren't for you, could he have left for more than ten years without illness?"

Then he smiled and said, "I have received the letter from Master Shi Huai of Xiliang Shikong Sect. It seems that he has taken action even if he is not sick."

Huo Xingwei nodded, "Yes, Liangzhou is progressing very smoothly. I believe Shangguan Qingyun will take over Tubo in a few years."

Lu Boyong closed his eyes and thought for a moment, opened his eyes and looked at Huo Qiji and said, "After all, it is not my race. If you use your strength, you will have a different intention. Shangguan Qingyun should slowly draw on it."

Huo Xingwei nodded and said, "Senior Brother is right. Based on my understanding of Shangguan Qingyun, this person is a brave and resourceful person. Besides, if you are sick, there will be no accidents."

Lu Boyong nodded and said, "I am still very relieved in Liangzhou. By the way, he shouldn't stay in Liangzhou forever. When will he leave for Yongzhou? Do you have any news?"

Huo Xingwei shook his head slightly and said, "He should still be in Liangzhou now..."

Speaking of this, he chuckled and said, "Senior Brother, I forgot to tell you about a happy event!"

"happy event?"

Lu Boyong was stunned for a moment, then said in surprise: "Can he be sick..."

Huo Xingwei smiled and said, "Yes, this kid finally got his head open. He is Shangguan Qingyun's youngest daughter, who is only 18 years old. According to Shangguan Qingyun's letter, Wubing fell in love with his young daughter at first sight and had a special liking for him. Naturally, he was happy that Wubing was his son-in-law."

When Lu Boyong heard this, he laughed happily and said, "Good boy, it's really good!"

He asked immediately, "When will they get married?"

Before Huo Xingwei could answer, he got up from the couch and walked back and forth and said, "No, no, without you and me, how could he get married?"

Seeing that his senior brother seemed to care more about his son's marriage than his father, Huo Xingwei felt a warm feeling in his heart, and he smiled and said, "Senior brother, you and I are not pedantic people, so there is no need to pay attention to such a false etiquette."

Lu Boyong, who never married for life, always treated Huo Qiji as his own son.

And he has many disciples, and only Huo Qiji is the only one who can truly be regarded as his personal teachings.

Cao Ning is one of Lu Boyong's disciples.

Before Huo Xingwei returned to Xuanyi Sect, there were only four disciples outside the Xuanyi Sect.

These four disciples are all from Yunxi Town.

And these four people were all tricked by Lu Boyong to go up the mountain to be his disciples.

He said he was a disciple, but in fact he went to Xuanyi Sect to work for Lu Boyong.

Of course, Lu Boyong would also teach them some fist skills, but would not teach them Taixuan skills.

In the eyes of the people of Yunxi Town, this old god from Xuanyi Sect is more like a fortune teller who cheats.

When Lu Boyong was fine, he liked to find a lively place in Yunxi Town to set up a table and tell fortunes for others.

A few words written on his guise are also very interesting, "If you believe it, you will not be convinced."

Naturally, the people in Yunxi Town will not spend this money in vain, because even if they pay the money, Master Lu will not calculate it for them.

President Lu not only did not tell fortunes to them, but also gave them silver.

Over time, everyone in the town knew how to tell the person who went to Xuanyi Gate to burn incense.

"Go to that stall and do it, it's more effective than going to Xuanyi Sect to burn incense!"

As for whether it is effective or not, only the person involved knows.

Lu Boyong sighed and said, "After that being said, it is a pity that we failed to marry without illness! Besides, we did not issue a letter of appointment to the Xiliang Palace or give a betrothal gift. Is it a bit negligent for the Xiliang Palace?"

Huo Xingwei also stood up from the bed and stood side by side with Lu Boyong. "Senior brother, he is not a child anymore. Those red tape can be avoided, and Shangguan Laoer won't care about these things. As for the appointment letter, I have written a letter to send someone to Xiliang. As for the betrothal gift, I gave him Shangguan Qingyun a promise."

Hearing that Huo Xingwei had already written the letter of appointment and sent it to Xiliang City, Lu Boyong snorted lightly, swayed his sleeves, and stood with Huo Xingwei behind his back, "Junior brother, do you still have this senior brother in your eyes? Why do I also have a master of illness? How can this letter of appointment be without my signature? If not, I have to give Shangguan Qingyun a divorce letter, and after I go, I will let Wuyan marry his daughter."

"Senior Brother~"

Huo Xingwei said helplessly, "Don't you want to hold your grandson earlier?"

Lu Boyong's eyes lit up and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, junior brother, you are right, so let Wubian get married as soon as possible."

After thinking about it, he asked, "If Wuyan became Shangguan Qingyun's son-in-law, would he delay Wuyan's trip to Yongzhou?"

Huo Xingwei pondered for a moment and said, "I believe he has his own concerns."

Lu Boyong nodded and said, "I am not worried about Tubo. The only thing I worry about is the group of restless Huns north of Yongzhou."

Huo Xingwei sighed and said, "The Central Plains has been stable for more than a hundred years, and many people have forgotten who gave them that stability."

"Where is the King of Zhenbei?"

"fine!"

Lu Boyong nodded when he heard this, took out a sign from his arms and handed it to Huo Xingwei and said, "Junior brother, since you have returned, the position of the head of Xuanyi Sect is yours!"

Huo Xingwei took the token in his hand, bowed to Lu Boyong and said, "It's my fault that I have delayed my senior brother for many years."

Lu Boyong waved his hand and said, "This matter is not your decision alone, so how could there be any more than anything else? Besides, my senior brother knows that on that observatory, you are much more tired than sitting here."

Thinking of the collapsed observatory, Huo Xingwei sighed: "If the ancestors of the master knew that you and I did this, would you blame me?"

Lu Boyong waved his hand and said, "We have been buried for many years. How can we blame me? It's just that the living people feel ashamed!"

After saying that, he stared at Huo Xingwei and asked, "Junior brother, do you feel guilty?"

Huo Xingwei shook his head and said, "Even if the century-old foundation of Xuan's Sect ends in my hands, I feel ashamed of being unintentional!"

Lu Boyong smiled and said, "Isn't that all? Besides, you don't know where the Xuanyi Sect originated."

Huo Xingwei suddenly fell silent.

Seeing Huo Xingwei's face showing a strange look, Lu Boyong asked, "Junior brother, what did you think of?"

"Senior Brother, have you ever known the whereabouts of the second brother?"

Hearing Huo Xingwei ask this, Lu Boyong shook his head gently and said, "Junior brother, if you don't even know you, how could I know Senior brother? Why did you suddenly ask about the news about Second Junior Brother?"

Huo Xingwei sighed and said, "Yuan Shixin secretly joined forces with the people from the Biange to attack me, and the person he sent to assassinate me was the disciple of the second senior brother, Sui Xing."

"What?"
To be continued...