Chapter 179: Chess Game, Undercurrents

Not long after Wu Yi's mental return, he sensed Zhi Tianxuan's aura before he had time to practice the calculation and deduction method in "Taiyi Divine Number".

Before, Zhi Tianxuan had been talking to him from a distance, but now he suddenly appeared in front of him. Wu Yi was surprised for a moment. He didn't know why Zhi Tianxuan came here, but it was not too late to bow.

Before Wu Yi could ask, Zhi Tianxuan was the first to speak: "In three days, there will be a dispute among the top ten true legends. I have been invited by the master to be the judge, and I will take you to see the world."

"Are disciples also qualified to watch it?" Wu Yi wondered. He had always thought that only Jindan Zhenren could watch this fight. Otherwise, Wang Chuchen would compete for the position of the top ten disciples, and he would definitely go to watch it.

"Why not? Since you are already a true disciple, it is the right thing to observe the master's fighting skills." At this point, Zhi Tianxuan paused and then said: "However, how much you can understand is up to you."

"Thank you, Pavilion Master, for your support." Wu Yi looked happy. Being able to see real-life fighting skills is undoubtedly a good thing for his cultivation.

Wu Yi rarely watched other people's fights since he was practicing. Most of the time he fought in person. Although there were many battles of life and death, which greatly helped his cultivation, he was inevitably obsessed with the authorities and lost the opportunity to watch clearly.

"Then when do we set off?"

Zhi Tianxuan chuckled, as if mocking Wu Yi's impatience. The next moment, Wu Yi was surprised to find that he had appeared in a cloud car. He was going very fast, and the clouds outside the car passed by in the blink of an eye. Wu Yi At first I thought it was an illusion.

The carriage is ten feet in size, surrounded by carved wooden boards and colorful silk threads inlaid with treasures. There are bonsais, pens and ink, cauldrons, scrolls, and precious stones. Of course, the most eye-catching one is the one in the center. There is a chessboard with clear longitude and latitude, and the black and white twins each fall on the chessboard.

This carriage is like a small palace.

In front of the chariot were eight Pegasus horses with snow-white coats, all of the same size and stature. The horses' hoofs flew across and crushed countless clouds. In front of the chariot, there were several strong men driving the horses, shouting and shouting.

But after taking two glances at Wu Yi, he withdrew his gaze. Whether it was the white horse or the strong man in front of him, they were all puppets. Although he didn't know what the prototype was, it was certain that they were not normal creatures. Although they were puppets, their auras were also different. Much more powerful than Wu Yi, at least at the Golden Core level.

"Why does the Pavilion Master use puppets instead of real people?" Wu Yi couldn't help but asked curiously.

Zhi Tianxuan, who was sitting cross-legged and breathing heavily, opened his eyes when he heard this, glanced at Wu Yi, and did not answer. Wu Yi knew he had made a mistake and laughed dryly.

"The human world is too noisy, so it's better to be a puppet, clear, clean, and doing your duty." Zhi Tianxuan's indifferent voice came, and Wu Yi could feel the coldness in it even after several steps.

Three words in a row, each word is more important than the last! Although Zhi Tianxuan was extremely indifferent and seemed not to care about this matter, Wu Yi did not dare not to take it to heart and began to think about it secretly.

Could it be that a monk betrayed the pavilion master? I don’t know if it’s a close friend or a beauty, but if it’s the latter, hehe. Wu Yi didn't know why he thought so far, but he wanted to laugh when he thought about the cold-faced Zhi Tianxuan who had been having sex with fellow Taoists.

Looking at Wu Yi opposite him who was so silly and cheerful, although Zhi Tianxuan didn't have the ability to read minds and didn't know what Wu Yi was thinking, but looking at Wu Yi's expression, he knew that there was nothing good going on. There was no expression on his already cold face. Changes, a slight cough in the throat, the sound was silent, but it was like the sound of thunder entering his brain, which frightened Wu Yi. He quickly put away his joking attitude and sat upright, with a solemn face.

"You have been practicing "Taiyi Divine Number" for a few days. Let me see how you are doing!"

Wu Yi looked up and saw that Zhi Tianxuan had already sat on the futon of the white chess player in the center of the chessboard. It was obvious that he wanted to play chess with Wu Yi.

Wu Yi wailed in his heart. Even though he knew that Zhi Tianxuan wanted to punish him in the name of teaching, he still had to bite the bullet. Who told him to give Zhi Tianxuan a reason to disrespect his teacher before?

Wu Yi sat on the futon holding the black chess player and said, "Should I move first?"

Zhi Tianxuan glanced at Wu Yi disdainfully and said, "If I strike first, do you still have a chance to win?"

Although the words were unpleasant, Wu Yi did not dare to refute. After all, the art of chess requires extremely high arithmetic skills. Zhi Tianxuan, who is an expert in this field, faced Wu Yi, who had never even played Go a few times. It is inevitable for people who only know some simple rules to have such "wild talk".

"Pa." Wu Yi's first piece landed on the corner. Although he was a novice in Go, he still understood the principle of "golden horn, silver edge, grass belly". The corner was like the base of the formation. When setting up the formation, The foundation of the formation must be established first. If the foundation is not established, it will be nothing more than an empty frame.

"Pah, pah."

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"Crack."

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"Bah bang bang."

The sound of falling sounds kept coming.

As long as you are cautious at the beginning, there will basically be no obvious victory or defeat. After all, the chessboard is very large. At this time, the competition is for increments rather than stocks. It is true to lay out the overall situation and achieve the general trend. The strangulation in the middle game is the most exciting time. .

The only thing that made Wu Yi a little uncomfortable was that as the chess pieces continued to fall, he didn't know when and from which piece he started to fall. The speed of the pieces was getting faster and faster, so fast that Wu Yi had less and less time to think, so he had to Put more thought into it, even give it your full attention.

"Bang." Zhi Tianxuan dropped another chess piece. Wu Yi, who was out of breath, raised the chess pieces and looked around. He was shocked to find that his dragon's energy veins had been severed and there was no way to retreat.

The chess piece in his hand fell powerlessly on the chessboard, and after rolling happily for a few times, Wu Yi was declared defeated. At this time, he had only played forty-nine pieces. Wu Yi didn't even have the chance to find another way. Zhi Tianxuan had already finished the other pieces. Eliminate the number of ways.

"Come again." Wu Yi, with red eyes, looked at the chessboard with his vitality cut off, and shouted like a gambler, without his previous calm demeanor.

It was the beginning of a new game, but the person playing against Wu Yi was no longer Zhi Tianxuan himself. Wu Yi, who had a flaw in his mind, did not realize that the person playing against him had become a clone of Zhi Tianxuan. His aura is similar to that of Wu Yi, but having said that, even if Wu Yi's mind is as usual, he may not be able to see the change in Zhi Tianxuan's methods. The two major realms are not so easy to cross.

The chess games unfolded one game after another. In some games, Wu Yi lost all his initiative with only ten pieces. Although Wu Yi refused to admit defeat and held on for dozens of pieces, he still ended in failure.

With such a fast speed, one game only lasted for ten breaths. In less than an hour, Wu Yi's mental energy was exhausted and he was on the verge of collapse.

Although he had not been paying attention to Wu Yi's changes, at this time, when he saw that Wu Yi still didn't understand and used the newly learned "Taiyi Divine Number" to deduce, Zhi Tianxuan couldn't help but frown slightly and had a trace of doubt about Wu Yi's qualifications. .

This understanding is worrying. How could such an understanding understand the rhyme of the Tao? I'm afraid it's not the reincarnation of some old monster.

Perhaps Zhi Tianxuan's thoughts were known to Wu Yi, but it was also because Wu Yi was forced to a dead end. The crisis would only force reforms when it became irrepressible, so it was perfect to use it at this time.

Not long after Zhi Tianxuan closed his eyes, the phantoms of the sixteen gods that he had imagined before slowly appeared on Wu Yi's body. Not only that, but the Yin Yang Tai Chi and the Eight Diagrams Nine Palaces loomed. After these visions appeared, the obscure and indescribable The words flowed through Wu Yi's heart like water, and the visions became clearer.

With the appearance of the vision, Wu Yi's playing speed did not speed up, but slowed down. But at this time, Wu Yi had already transcended the chessboard, his eyes were slightly closed, and he was playing along with his energy.

Of course, this did not change the situation of Wu Yi's defeat, but at least his chess skills gradually increased. He played against Zhi Tianxuan's clone for a much longer time, and the total number of chess pieces was much more, so the gap was getting smaller and smaller.

Zhi Tianxuan sensed the changes in Wu Yi's body, woke up from his training, and focused his eyes on Wu Yi again. Although his face was still indifferent, at least the chill was reduced.

Time passed slowly like this, and monks from all directions passed by on cranes and boats from time to time. However, due to Zhi Tianxuan's status, except for a few monks who were also in the Nascent Soul stage who dared to compete, they all slowed down. Of course, with the level of cultivation of their mounts, even if they had to compete for position, they would not be able to overtake Zhi Tianxuan's Yun Chai.

At this time, a flying boat landed behind Zhi Tianxuan, and the two people sat on the ground. It was a small flying boat, and there were only five or six people in the inner circle together with the two of them. The others were all servants and warriors.

Although the flying boat is simple but not weak, its speed is much faster than those flashy flying boats. There are many marks of slashes and axes on both sides. This is a time-tested flying boat.

The monk in charge was extremely handsome, with long sleeves and long clothes. He was handsome and handsome. His plain eyes showed no emotion or anger. With his restrained aura, who knew he was a real Jindan.

On the other hand, the monk in the guest seat looked much more casual. He was leaning against the side wall, looking lazy, holding the fruits on the small table and gnawing non-stop. The juice flew everywhere. It can also be seen from this that the two of them have a close relationship. Otherwise, Not so casual.

The guest monk is called Huang Ruhe, and he is a descendant of the famous Huang family. He only became an elixir a few years ago, and it was a time when he was very energetic.

But bad luck, the battle for the top ten disciples at this time basically has no chance for him, and there is not so much burden in his heart. If he loses this opportunity, he will lose it. At worst, he will try to attack this position next time, and all the top ten disciples will He still has a chance to become a golden elixir monk within a hundred years, and there are two more chances.

On the other hand, the leading monk, An Zhongshan, has been a golden elixir for half a century. He resolutely ventured into the outside world without the support of the sect. His cultivation has reached the second level of the golden elixir. When he breaks through the elixir shell, his elixir is far better than ordinary monks. Although you can't get the top spot, you still have a chance to compete for the later spots.

Huang Ruhe saw that An Zhongshan across from him had a calm mind and was silent. He couldn't help but feel angry for him and said: "Brother Taoist, do you really want to obey the master and not compete with Wang Chuchen for the position of the top ten disciples? This Wang Chuchen Chen is just a good master, and he was promoted to Jindan a few days earlier than me, so he is no match for Brother Dao. "

Huang Ruhe's words are very contagious, but An Zhongshan has been training outside for many years and has a mature mind. Compared with a disciple like Huang Ruhe who has just been promoted in the sect, his face is as bland as a lake of stagnant water.

After being silent for a long time, An Zhongshan said: "The strength of Wang Chuchen is low. Although he is protected by Dongtian, there are others who are not convinced. I can just follow the trend."

Sensing the faint dissatisfaction in An Zhongshan's words, Huang Ruhe knew that there was a lot to be done, and said with a smile: "There is no need for Taoist brother to come forward. Many fellow Taoists are not happy with Wang Chuchen." It means that others can take the lead, and there is no need. An Zhongshan was worried.

The two chatted happily about other recent strange things in the sect, and laughed happily. After Huang Ruhe left, a look of disdain appeared on the corner of An Zhongshan's mouth. Did he really think that he had been away for many years and didn't know what was going on in the sect.

He knew that Huang Ruhe had a cousin who also worshipped under Lingya Shangzhen. Although his cultivation was higher than Wang Chuchen, he wanted to recognize Wang Chuchen as his eldest brother.

If it was right, Huang Ruhe was the lobbyist invited by his cousin. His purpose was nothing more than to suppress Wang Chuchen's prestige so that they could take the position. However, in order to obtain the position of the top ten disciples, he was also involved in their interests, so it was okay to help each other.

There were many examples like Huang Ruhe persuading An Zhongshan. After all, Wang Chuchen's junior brothers had much higher cultivation than him. On the surface, it was not easy to compete for the position of the eldest brother under the suppression of Shangzhen, but they used many means in private.

This time, the competition for the top ten disciples became extremely complicated because of the strong intervention of Lingya Shangzhen, and the undercurrent was turbulent.