Master Mingxin seemed to have not heard Xu Xuan's words, and he pinched the chess piece and said lightly: "In this game, the senior brother of the sect and the real person played for three years, but he still failed to close the market. I am low in chess and is far from the senior brother of the sect. How dare I overestimate myself? It's just that it's all about the people of the world, so I can only try it."

The man in white said: "The world is impermanent, not only chess? Everything is empty, let alone win or lose? Master Mingxin leads Buddhism, wisdom and compassion, and you should know that victory or defeat is not in the chessboard, but in the heart."

Mingxin said: "How can the black and white world be confused and not distinguish right from wrong? As the saying goes, "Buddhas and demons do not coexist, good and evil do not stand together." Eliminating demons is to attain enlightenment, and killing evil is to do good." After thinking slightly, he slowly landed the chess piece on the chessboard.

The man in white stroked his beard and pondered. The chess piece in his hand was about to fall down for a few times. He then curled his fingers and frowned, his face becoming more and more serious.

Xu Zhengting loved Go and hired many experts to play chess in the mansion. Xu Xuan was so clever and competitive. He has been influenced by many famous games since he was a child. He has witnessed many famous games. His chess skills have surpassed ordinary players. Seeing that there is a game, he couldn't help but concentrate and watch, and for a moment he forgot all the dangerous things that happened before.

The upper left side of the board is empty, with only the white zi falling into the astrological position. The upper right corner and the lower left corner are all occupied by the black zi. The battle between the two sides is mainly concentrated in the large area from the lower right corner to the middle abdomen. The white zi and black chess surround and intertwined, fighting to kill the big dragon. No matter which side is picked up, the whole game will be lost.

After watching for a while, he felt that the chess game was very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before. After calculating the chess pieces between the two sides, Bai Zi took the lead. He felt a move in his heart and almost exclaimed in surprise.

"Meet the Immortal Picture"! The two of them played the game as they were the eternal wonders of Liu Zhongfu, the No. 1 national player of the Song Dynasty, who met the Immortal Grandma in Mount Li.

Liu Zhongfu was recognized as the first national player since the founding of the Song Dynasty. Zhezong and Huizong dominated the chess world and were unrivaled. Legend has it that when he went to Mount Li to visit, he met an unknown old woman. According to the old rules, he held Bai Zi first and played with her chess with 112 times. He tried his best to do anything, but he was still killed and defeated, so he had to push the ball and admit defeat.

Liu Zhongfu was proud by nature. He suffered this blow and vomited several hikes of blood. He almost couldn't recover. After going down the mountain, he didn't even go back to the capital. He lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests, and kept silent about the details. Therefore, although this matter was so circulated that it was so magical that everyone in the world knew, almost no one had seen this game, except Xu Xuan.

Xu Xuan had this opportunity, so it was all up to his father Xu Zhengting.

Xu Zhengting is famous for his good chess and is well-known all over the world. Many unfamiliar or poor chess players often visit the Xu Mansion, and stay for three or five years. Xu Zhengting, regardless of their chess skills, was well received by wine and vegetables, and asked someone to record the chess games they played into pictures, collecting and enjoying them.

Xu Xuan has been sick since childhood and is bored at home. In addition to watching operas and music, fighting cocks, and secretly letting Tiejiu wander around the trellis with his back on his back, he even watched these chess players play chess. Over time, he also developed a strong interest and often played chess with others.

Among the players, there was only an old man in blue clothes and white hair who did not play chess with anyone. He was autistic all day long and repeatedly in the house. He did not care how Xu Xuan disturbed him, and he kept pondering and talking to himself.

Xu Xuan was curious about him and often ran to watch and watched him play chess with him. The longer he watched, the more thrilling he became and could not extricate himself.

He had never seen such a bizarre and dangerous situation when he watched a thousand games of chess. Every time the old man made a spell, he seemed to be extremely brilliant, but he had more exquisite countermeasures to resolve, like storm waves, one wave higher than another. But since the black chess reached 112, the old man had no idea how to make a move.

After watching this for a full half of a year, Xu Xuan benefited a lot from the game of chess. His chess skills have improved rapidly. More than half of the players in the mansion have played, but he, a yellow-haired boy, feels that his face has been lost and they all take their backs. Xu Xuan is very proud and his interest in Go has doubled.

However, the old man became more and more troubled and irritated day by day. He often wandered around the house repeatedly, muttering something, as if he was about to go crazy.

One night, Xu Xuan went to the old man's house to watch chess. When he saw him holding the chess piece, he stared at the chessboard blankly, his face was ashes, and suddenly his fingers trembled, and he fell on the plate, hugged his head and cried loudly, saying that he had been thinking hard for thirty years but still could not break the game, and even if he died, he could not rest in peace. He cried to the point of sadness, and took out a jass chess bowl from his arms and smashed it heavily to the ground, saying that he could not even put an old woman in the mountain, and what else could he have left to keep the gift from the emperor?

Xu Xuan heard him talk in a long while, and then he realized that he claimed to be Liu Zhongfu, a great power player who had been vanishing for decades. He was both shocked and surprised. Looking at the smashed jade chess bowl, the Huizong imperial seal was engraved on the bottom. It was real. Who can have it except Liu Zhongfu?

Liu Zhongfu cried and scolded himself for a while, then jumped up to smash the chessboard. As soon as his eyes glanced at the chessboard, his whole body suddenly stiffened. He stared at him for a moment, laughing wildly, burst into tears, and saying that the secret of heaven was unpredictable. He said that he had been thinking hard for decades, but he could not understand the mystery. Unexpectedly, when his heart was ashamed, he accidentally broke the Zhenlong strange situation by chance.

Xu Xuan turned his head to watch the chess game. The white piece fell into the blank space on the left, which had nothing to do with the other sons, and even more so that he could not save the middle-bellied dragon. Why was he so ecstatic? He thought about it all the time, but was confused and did not know the solution.

Liu Zhongfu was very energetic. While making a move, playing black and white chess, he proudly explained the mystery to Xu Xuan. After more than a dozen moves, the situation was clear and Xu Xuan gradually saw the clues.

It turned out that this move seemed to be without any support and had no choice but to abandon the dragon, but in fact, it used the power of the middle abdomen to echo the infiltration, not only saved the large white piece in the lower left, but also relied on the opportunity of "robbery" to surround and block the black chess in the lower left corner into a dead state.

In this way, although Black side seized the middle abdomen, White side took away two corners and one side and part of the territory above. Roughly speaking, not only did they fail, they won a small victory.

Liu Zhongfu was overjoyed and flipped through several somersaults in the house, laughing and said, "Empty is existence, and there is nothing. It's a pity that I am blinding my eyes, trapped by life and death, victory and defeat, but I don't know that the world is even more in the empty space!" He waved his hand to sweep the chessboard, and pushed the door open and left.

Xu Xuan stood alone in a dumbfounded manner for a long time, and suddenly felt like a dream. Later, he found five volumes of handwritten chess scriptures in the house, called "Forget Worry Collection", "Chess Strategy", "Chess Tips", "Make Micro", and "Essence". He handed over to Xu Zhengting. Xu Zhengting was surprised and happy, as if he had found a treasure, and then sent someone to pursue Liu Zhongfu everywhere, but he had long disappeared.

This incident has been more than three years since then. Xu Zhengting kept secret in order to avoid trouble. Many things happened during this period, and Xu Xuan's interest in chess skills was gradually replaced by the cultivation of immortals and swords. At this moment, he suddenly remembered the events that night when he saw this game of chess.

Looking at the chess game, both sides had already reached one hundred and six moves, and the big dragon in the white side was about to be slaughtered. Xu Xuan was curious, wondering who was the middle-aged monk and the man in white were? Why did he play the chess game by Liu Zhongfu and the fairy grandma in Lishan in this deep well like a valley lake pavilion?

He was a young man who took off and liked to show off, and asked him to watch chess without saying anything. It was even more uncomfortable than walking in the brocade clothes at night. Seeing the man in white frown and holding the chess piece to be difficult to fall, he felt itchy in his heart, and he wanted to give some advice. But thinking that his life was saved by Master Fahai's disciple, if he helped the man in white, he would be a little ungrateful. Then he thought, if it hadn't been for the man in white, he might have died. Is it not a real man to favor one or the other?

Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard the wind howling and the eaves bells hit, and a sound of a sonorous and pleasant pipa came from outside the valley to the west. It was as dense as silver beads falling on the plate, as anxious as an angry river and dangerous shoal, making people feel chilled for no reason.

Fahai's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look.

At some point, the top of the stone peak that was silver-plated by the moonlight was covered with clouds. As the pipa music rolled rapidly, it changed into magnificent and bizarre shapes.

Xu Xuan's heart thumped and felt an inexplicable cold and fear.

The wind was howling, and the clouds in the west filled the sky quickly. In just a moment, it covered the middle of the night sky above. The bright moon was passing by, and the lake was sparkling, reflecting the faces of the people in the pavilion.

Master Mingxin said lightly: "The overall situation has been decided, the outcome is expected, why should the real person be obsessed with a mere son? Do you really have to go on your own and watch the whole market lose, and the world is in a mess?" He bounced his left fingertip and hit the bronze bell in the air.

The bronze bell rang with a long "clang", and Xu Xuan's mind was as thunderous as thunder, spinning around, almost fainting.

The lake was shimmering, and dozens of monks sitting on lotus flowers suddenly recited the Diamond Sutra in unison. The sound of chanting the sutra became louder and louder, echoing with the sound of the bells, echoing in the mountains and valleys like storms, and soon completely overshadowed the sound of the pipa.

Xu Xuan looked up and saw a faint golden light flying centrifugal from the bell pavilion towards the sky, spiraling like a gyro, like a huge invisible light cover, trapping the entire valley in it. The colorful clouds hit the light wheel, all of which flew away and scattered, emitting dazzling light, magnificent.

He had never seen such a strange scene, and was so surprised that it was vaguely guessed that the clouds and the Pipa song were mostly related to the Demon Sect, and the middle-aged monks and the seventy-two monks sitting upright in the lotus must have set up their formations with sounds to resist powerful enemies. The "Sanskrit Demon Suppression Array" mentioned by the man in white should undoubtedly refer to this.

He heard the man in white shake his head and say, "This son is not worthy of consideration, but it is a critical moment, which is related to the overall life and death. How can we be very cautious?" He fell into the plate with his fingers in the plate, and it was indeed the 107th hand in "Meeting the Immortals".

Mingxin followed the game and pointed out the "living eyes" of Bai Fang Dalong and said, "If you guard it, you will die, abandon it, and the real person's chess power is high, how can you not know its power? The monster that chasing the country and the people will be unforgivable. Not only will it be incompatible with our Buddhism, but it is also a public enemy in the world. Even evil people in the demons must be eliminated and soon. Could it be that the real person is willing to sacrifice the overall situation for such a son?"

The man in white stroked his beard and pondered for a while. After thinking for a while, he took away the black son who was blocked from his eyes and shook his head and said, "God has the virtue of being a virtuous person and treats him equally. I am not trying to protect this monster, but I just hope that he will think about his mistakes and correct his past mistakes. Since the master knows the purpose of the Demon Sect coming here, he should know that even if he abandons his son, it will be useless. Today's disaster has nothing to do with personal grudges, but with the people of the world. Since Master Mingkong has passed away, the elders and leaders of the seventy-two temples should be compassionate to overcome this disaster together."

The two of them went back and forth, and Xu Xuan was confused. He didn't know who the man in white was? Who was the "monster" they said? Hearing his words, the outcome of this game of chess seemed to be betting on this "monster"... His heart suddenly jumped. Could it be that all the strange things that happened in Mount Emei today are related to the "monster" they said?

A look of anger flashed in Mingxin's eyes. While blinking the bell, another son fell down, surrounding a large piece of white pieces on the right, forming a "call for eating" momentum, and said lightly: "It is precisely because of my Buddha's compassion and all living beings that I should subdue demons and return the world to peace. Since the real person is obsessed with it, I can only say this."

After this son fell, the white-skinned dragon had no way to escape. The man in white had to continue making a move and stick the broken "eyes" together.

Mingxin fell into another son, completely blocked the White Dragon's way out, held his staff and stood up slowly, "If the real person still has the power to turn the world back, I hope that the Seventy-Two Temples of Emei will not blame you for your leader. If you cannot, please hand over the monster and let me break it up with him."

The chess game ended here, which happened to be the 112 games played by Liu Zhongfu and the fairy grandma of Lishan. Back then, with Liu Zhongfu's power, he even vomited blood and admitted his penis. Even if this man in white had the power of chess, how could he win over the thirty years of chess and wait for the Hanlin Academy of the Song Dynasty?

The man in white lowered his head and stared at the chessboard, smiling bitterly without answering.

The monks shouted, "The victory and the defeat have been decided, what else can I do to shirke? Hand over the monster quickly, otherwise I would not want to get out of this 'Sanskrit Demon Subduing Array' today!"

"If you hadn't raised a tiger, how could Abbot Mingkong be seriously injured and passed away? How could he attract so many demons and evil things on the mountain? All the great disasters in the world arose because of you! Mingxin's abbot was compassionate and replaced the sword with chess. I hope you will be boundless in the sea of ​​suffering. If you turn back, you will be doomed!"

Xu Xuan has been a child who likes to help the weak and stand up for the unfairness. Although he is not clear about the whole story of this matter, he saw that Mingxin's sentences are hidden in the cotton and are aggressive, and the monks around him are arrogant and bullied each other with power. It is not the monks who do it. He can't help but feel a bit biased towards this gentle and polite man in white. For a moment, his blood surged and blurted out: "Who said that Baizi lost this game of chess?"

Although his voice was small, it was indescribable. He suddenly felt solemn and silent all around him, and thousands of eyes gathered on him.

Mingxin said lightly: "Is this little donor still have any wonderful hands to rejuvenate?" Although his tone was as calm as water, when he spoke the four words "rejuvenate wonderful hands", his eyebrows were slightly raised, with an indescribable sarcasm.
Chapter completed!