69. Murong Fu finally arrives

Seeing the winner between the two, Kang Guangling said: "We are very happy to see that you, old man, are in better health than before." Because they were kicked out of the school by Su Xinghe, they did not dare to shout.

Master.

"Well, you are here too!" Su Xinghe looked at several disciples and said warmly.

Fan Bailing also said: "Master Xuannan of the Shaolin School also sees you coming."

Su Xinghe then stood up, bowed deeply to everyone, and said: "Master Xuannan has arrived, and the old Su Xinghe did not welcome him from afar. He is guilty of a very serious crime!"

Xuannan also clasped his hands and said, "Mr. Su, you are so polite."

Xie Ying casually picked up the big stone next to him and placed it next to Xuan Nan and Xuan Tong, "Two martial uncles, please sit down first!"

Xuannan and the other two nodded and said, "Okay!"

Su Xinghe looked at everyone present, and then said: "This Zhenlong chess game was created by my ancestor. My ancestor spent three years of hard work before it was completed. I deeply hope that people who know the game of chess in this world can crack it. Now.

I have been studying hard for thirty years, but I have not been able to understand it thoroughly. However, there are many talented people in the world. If I can't crack it, others may not be able to crack it. The master left this wish back then. If someone cracks it, it's over.

Even though my late master is no longer alive, I will definitely be very happy to know this."

Then he said to the eight people kneeling on the ground: "You guys, please get up! Bai Ling, this 'Zhenlong' is extremely involved. You should come over and have a good look. If you can crack it, it's a mystery."

A great thing."

Before anyone could speak, another clear voice came, "But has Mr. Murong arrived?"

Su Xinghe said: "Bai Ling, your talent is limited. Although your chess skills are strong, I'm afraid you won't be able to break this chess game."

Murong Fu came forward and greeted everyone present. His words were modest and he meant to get acquainted with him. Although everyone knew the name "Gusu Murong", they had never met him. They did not expect that he would be such a handsome and elegant person.

The noble young masters admired each other, and even Ding Chunqiu said a few polite words.

"It turns out to be Master Jiu Mozhi, the master of the Tubo Kingdom." Xie Ying broke the calm and greeted him, and then said, "The prince of Dali, Mr. Duan Yu, also knows this master."

Su Xinghe was surprised and happy, and said quickly: "It's not just some master who wants to join the game, please show up and see me."

On the other hand, Xuan Nan looked a little cold and said to Murong Fu: "My junior brother Xuan Bei was injured in Dali by the martial arts of returning the other's way. Later, I heard Master Jiumozhi say that he learned from the Murong clan in Gusu.

We got the secret book of Shaolin Temple. We wanted to come to find out what happened. We sent people to visit several times, but we could not see Mr. Murong. I wonder what Mr. Murong has been busy with recently? "

"I heard from the maid at home that the king is familiar with my father, and now it seems that it is indeed the case." A voice also came from the other side of the woods, and then the figures gradually came out.

"He is an old thief, so I will call him an old thief." Ding Chunqiu said directly.

The combination finger is a unique skill of the Murong family. If you are not a close friend of the Murong family, you will not recognize it at a glance.

Su Xinghe stopped talking to Ding Chunqiu and said directly to everyone present: "I wonder if there are any chess masters here who would like to try to crack this chess game?"

Suddenly Fan Bailing spat out a large mouthful of blood and was about to fall to the ground. Xue Muhua quickly supported his senior brother and stretched out his hand to check his pulse.

Then he turned to Su Xinghe and said, "Mr. Su, I interrupted your chess game. I'm sorry."

Bao BuTong was impatient and said quickly: "My young master has many things to do, so he is naturally very busy. Your Shaolin Temple also has to worry about it."

Murong Fu quickly held down Bao Tongtong's arm and said gently: "When the eminent monks from Shaolin Temple went to Shefu, I was indeed away for something, so I'm really sorry for letting them go in vain. I will definitely go to Shaoshishan to Xiangxuan in the future.

Abbot Ci will explain. But now that we are here with Mr. Su, it is difficult to say this. I would also like to ask Master Xuannan not to blame him."

There is no doubt that he was very reluctant to meet Jiumozhi. But everyone did not know what he was thinking, and they all still greeted Jiumozhi.

Everyone quickly looked in the direction from which the tree flesh came, and saw a few human figures vaguely visible behind the heavy tree shadows. The leader was a man in white clothes.

Initially, Xuannan was still a little angry after hearing what Bao BuTong said, but after hearing Murong Fu's words, he calmed down a lot. He clasped his hands together and said, "The poor monk is not an unreasonable person, but the Shaolin Temple will be here in September."

A martial arts conference will be held at Shaoshi Mountain on the ninth day of the lunar month, and I also invite Master Murong to go there. Of course, it would be best for Prince Ming to go there too."

Ding Chunqiu sneered, "It's just a waste of time."

It turned out that Murong Fu was not only accompanied by his four ministers but also Wang Yuyan, so Duan Yu naturally only noticed his fairy sister.

But there was another person who didn't care about this and just looked in the direction of Murong Fu. "I didn't expect Miss Wang to be here too!"

After Jiumozhi returned the greetings one by one, he said to the figure: "Master Murong, why don't you show up to see him? I recognize the strength of your combined fingers."

Su Xinghe glanced sideways at Ding Chunqiu, "Why are you calling Master?"

"Is anyone still willing to give it a try?" Su Xinghe continued to ask.

Xie Ying stood next to Xuannan and said, "Master Jiumozhi, also known as King Maharaja." His voice was not loud, but everyone else present heard it.

Everyone did not recognize this monk, but they all looked at the people in the Shaolin Temple. However, Xuan Nan Xuan Tong also looked confused, obviously not recognizing this person.

Ding Chunqiu laughed, "Wonderful! You broke your oath and sought death yourself, but I can't blame you."

Fan Bailing cupped his hands and said, "Brother... I will do my best to solve this chess game."

Unexpectedly, Ding Chunqiu sneered, "The trap set up by this old thief is used to torture and kill people. Fan Bailing, you want to break this chess game, but you are just dreaming."

The man at the head was twenty-seven or eighty years old. He was wearing a plain white light shirt and a long sword hanging from his waist. He came floating in the air. His face was handsome, free and elegant.

Su Xinghe said calmly: "The deaf-mute old man is neither deaf nor mute today. You must know the reason."

Suddenly, a flash of white light flew over at an extremely fast speed and landed on the chessboard. When Su Xinghe saw it, it turned out to be a grain of white tree flesh, which landed exactly between the vertical and horizontal sides of the chessboard.

Everyone looked at Duan Yu again, and Duan Yu had no choice but to nod, "This is indeed Master Jiumozhi."

The branches and leaves were moving slightly, the breeze was blowing, and there was a monk beside the chess game. The monk was wearing a gray cloth monk's robe, with a shining light, a solemn appearance, and a slight smile on his face.

Su Xinghe smiled and waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter, let's settle these things first, so as not to interfere with the chess game later. Mr. Murong, since you have made the move, please take your seat!" After speaking, he pointed to the stone opposite.

Murong Fu sat down and waited for Su Xinghe to make a move. Su Xinghe didn't think about it carefully, and then he made a move, and the two of them made moves one after another. However, Murong Fu still wanted to think carefully, but Su Xinghe didn't need to, because he couldn't use these methods.

Have already studied it.

The two of them made more than twenty moves, one fast and one slow. Murong Fu squeezed Bai Zi so that he could not fall. At this time, Bai Zi was already surrounded by Heizi. No matter how hard he tried, he could not escape from the siege by rushing left and right.

So he had no choice but to put down the white chess piece in his hand, "The game is exquisite and I can't break it with my chess skills. It is worthy of the name Zhenlong."
Chapter completed!