In a daze, Yun Qing found that he was back in Zangfeng Pavilion. The surrounding rivers and yin and yang had all disappeared. 『Elegant*Wen*Words*Emotion*First*Posted』
She looked at the Tai Chi diagram again. The Tai Chi Yin and Yang had disappeared, leaving only a girl in white clothes, coldly holding a sword, lifelike. It seems that every picture here represents a sword spirit, and before Yun Qing understood the meaning of the sword in the picture, the pattern was painted with only a few strokes, making it difficult for people to see why, and when she understood When the sword spirit thinks about it, the real image of the sword spirit will appear on the painting.
There are also advantages and disadvantages among sword spirits. Yun Qing made a right move by choosing Tai Chi Sword Spirit before. Jiang Yingyue is really a big shot. She has left an eternal reputation in the entire history of Beichuan Continent.
What Yun Qing saw in the Tai Chi diagram before was the scene that happened when the Gaya clan overthrew the old dynasty and established the Gaya Dynasty. Just as Lu Tiantan assisted the Dajing tribe in destroying the Tianzhu Kingdom, the Gaya Dynasty was also single-handedly supported by the Holy Land of Humanity. It seems that Jiang Yingyue was the representative of Mo Ling Jiange in the world back then. According to today's calculation, her status may be about the same as that of the Imperial Master. It's just that Yun Qing didn't know until today that she was still a princess from the old dynasty.
Both are human beings, but there are some differences between Mo Ling and Lu Tiantan in their treatment of royal power in the human world. Yun Qing always feels that there is some kind of idea in Mo Ling's swordsmanship of "preserving heaven's principles and destroying human desires". Although they are involved in the way of human beings, they do not put themselves into the rolling world of mortals, but use a very detached way. Look at the world with a mentality. For example, Jiang Yingyue had said before that she was done with the world and could no longer be considered a princess of the old dynasty.
They guide humanity to prosperity with the most objective and rational attitude.
On the other hand, at the Temple of Lu Tian, the priests of Lu Tian, headed by the Imperial Master, entered the court one after another as officials, providing guidance to the king and controlling the power of the government. Their practice was not to understand "people", but to understand "being a human being". Precisely because they learn how to be a real person, the disciples of Lu Tiantan will fight bloody battles for Jiu Ming City and cry bitterly for the dead human race. Therefore, only in Lu Tiantan can we clearly see the purity and purity of human hearts. Dirty side by side.
Just like the Taishang Dao and Xiaoyao Dao in the orthodox Immortal Dao, although we cannot say which one is good or bad, we can always say whether it is suitable or not.
Yun Qing thought a lot, and after his thoughts settled down a little, he started to look at the freehand paintings again. With Jiang Yingyue's experience last time, she quickly picked up a weapon picture this time.
There is a piece of diamond in this picture, with a sword hilt inserted diagonally on the stone. The sword is stronger than the stone, but the light of the sword is like a pool of autumn water. There is a black jade hanging on the tassel of the sword. The jade's clear light is soft and elegant.
This is the sword intention of Fengjiang, and it is also one of the direct descendants of Mo Ling.
Yun Qing pressed his hand on the painting, and in the blink of an eye his mind was dragged into the small world where the sword spirit lived. She passed through layers of clouds and countless layers of mist, and saw the scholar in a green and white gown in the dense mountain forest.
This scholar is dressed very similar to Song Liyou. He looks elegant and peaceful, which makes it easy for people to fall in love with him. He was playing against a silver-armored warrior. This military commander looked familiar. He was similar to the First Emperor of Gaya whom Yun Qing saw in Jiang Yingyue's place, but his temperament was more domineering than upright.
"Does Mr. He keep his word?" the general asked, raising his thick eyebrows, quite a bit of a charlatan. 『Elegant*Wen*Words*Emotion*First*Posted』
The scholar Nianzi settled down, looked at it carefully for a while, and then said: "If the prince doesn't believe it, why come to see so-and-so?"
"Hahaha, of course Xiao Wang believes it, but if I can listen to Mr. Neng's promise, I will feel more at ease." Prince Gaya Yangcheng laughed and said, "Come on, come on, when I win this game, please congratulate Mr. Come out and seal the territory for me!"
"Prince, let's talk about it after winning." Mr. He said with a smile.
Gaya Yangcheng holds the black pieces, the chess moves are fierce and fearless, moving forward indomitably, like a black dragon, piercing the air, sweeping the whole situation, the white words are scattered in the corners, as if they are suppressed and out of breath.
"Mr. He, my father would like to thank Mo Lingjian Pavilion for his help in ascending the throne this time. However, the little king still has some things that I don't understand. I hope you can shed some light on it." Gaya Yangcheng's son settled down and his expression showed a sense of success. The power of bamboo.
Mr. He holds the white piece, and the chess path is long and winding, dark and difficult, making it difficult for people to understand why.
He seemed to make a random move, his eyes remained on the chessboard without even looking at Gaya Yangcheng: "Please tell me."
"The foolish king has lost his destiny, and my father has gained his destiny. May I ask why the destiny favors me, Gaya clan, instead of others? How can we continue to prosper for a long time without losing our destiny?"
It would be treasonous for anyone else to ask this question, but Gayeyangcheng held the high position of the prince, so asking him like this felt like a polite and virtuous corporal.
"You should ask fate about this, rather than asking me, a mere wild man in the mountains." Mr. He dropped his words, with a smile in his eyes. The white characters came to life from the corners, and connected into an airtight network. The black dragon Trapped and unable to break free.
Gaya Yangcheng frowned and was about to say something when Mr. He clicked on the chessboard and said, "Prince, please come back. You have already lost."
The black dragon was cut in half, and Bai Zi had already set up a dragnet, just waiting to dismember it into pieces.
Gaya Yangcheng was shocked. In just a few words, Bai Zi, who was already in a deadlock, actually fought back against him: "Mr. He is truly a national scholar!"
Mr. He bowed his hand and said no more.
Gaya Yangcheng retreated in annoyance, and said angrily before leaving: "I will definitely ask for advice another day!"
There are no more people in the mountains and fields, only the cool breeze blows over the hills and scholars copy chess records.
"But Mr. He Qingqiu?" Yun Qing slowly walked out of the forest.
Mr. He was sorting out the chess records on the chessboard and said, "Would you like to play a game with me?"
Yun Qing was stunned for a moment: "I don't know how."
Mr. He raised his eyes to look at her and said with a smile: "No problem, just do it as you like."
As he spoke, he cleaned up the chessboard without waiting for Yun Qing's consent, and then placed the black pieces in front of her. Yun Qing thought to himself, this game of chess is not a fight. If you can play whatever you want, there must be rules, right
"Come on, you heard what I told the prince just now. If you beat me, I will let you go." Mr. He smiled.
Yun Qing quickly wanted to refuse: "I really don't know how to..."
"Then we have no choice but to say goodbye." As he said that, he packed up his things and left.
Yun Qing thought to himself that it would be better to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor. He wouldn't lose any meat in the next game. It was reasonable to lose, but if he won, he would pick up a sword spirit for free.
"Mr. He, can you please explain the rules?" Yun Qing said bravely.
Mr. He smiled and said: "Let's go down first and talk as we go."
The next game was quite satisfactory. Mr. He explained the rules to her in detail and practiced the opening game with her. There were no advanced chess moves in it.
"I remember that Mr. He did help the Gaya Dynasty to lead troops in the war and strategize. Later, Emperor Gayawu was named a feudal prince. I wonder if I remembered it wrong or something?" Yun Qing just learned, and it took him a long time to think about the next step. During this time, I started chatting with He Qingqiu.
He Qingqiu said: "You remember correctly, but it was not the prince who invited me to come out, but the later Emperor Gayawu."
Yun Qing raised his head and glanced at him, then buried his head back in the chess game and asked, "Could it be that Emperor Wu defeated you?"
"That's right." He said, "Don't think too much, just do it casually."
Yun Qing felt that his words had the meaning of "you can't win no matter how hard you try, so why not end it quickly and don't waste my time", so he had no choice but to give up. In fact, she had just been secretly calculating the chess moves using the Heavenly Book. Unfortunately, with so many ways to calculate, she would be exhausted if she continued to calculate. She also had to suppress her anger, so she did not dare to cheat anymore.
"It seems that Emperor Wu is also a good player." Yun Qing said.
He Qingqiu made a quick move, and Yun Qing couldn't tell how his move was, so he could only see the empty space and start playing chess randomly.
He Qingqiu also saw that she was playing blindly, shook his head and laughed: "What I see is not his chess, but his character."
"What do you mean by this?" Yun Qing started playing nonsense much faster than before. He almost didn't need to use his brain and just filled the chessboard with black stones.
He Qingqiu patiently explained to her: "The prince's chess skills are domineering, which is not enough to make a prosperous and powerful country, but he can dominate in troubled times. The emperor Wu's chess skills are the kingly way, which can promote benevolence, justice, propriety and wisdom, and can also Change the world."
Yun Qing was a little curious: "What about me?"
"...It's a mess." He Qingqiu glanced at her sunspot again and shook his head as if he couldn't bear to look at it.
In short, after one game, Yun Qing was almost completely killed by He Qingqiu. At the end, he sighed happily: "Hey, I haven't played such a refreshing chess game for a long time."
is not that right? The people who asked him to play chess in the past were not powerful men of the country. How could he find a novice like Yun Qing to torture him.
Yun Qing held the chessboard and said to He Qingqiu without giving up: "Mr. He really doesn't want to go out with me?"
"Let's go." He Qingqiu took out the unfinished chess game and looked at it carefully without looking at Yun Qing.
"Senior Jiang Yingyue said earlier that this was not the time to join the world, so he wouldn't follow me out. What about Mr. He? You won't just stay here just because I can't win you, right?" Yun Qing asked.
He Qingqiu closed the book in his hand with a "snap" and took off the sword from his waist. The sword was exactly the same as the painting Yun Qing saw when he came in.
He unsheathed his sword, then drew it on the ground, drawing himself in a small circle. Yun Qing felt as if this small world was cut off by something, completely unaffected by anything else. Standing in the circle, He Qingqiu was like the master of a small world, manipulating everything and doing whatever he wanted.
"This is the sword intention of sealing borders." He Qingqiu said, "Everything in the world is the land of the king, and within the four seas, everyone is the king's ministers. Seal this place and bring this world under absolute control."
Yun Qing sighed softly: "Senior, have you united?"
"We have united the Tao." He Qingqiu put away the sword and said, "The Fengjiang sword is different from the other two lineages of Mo Ling. It is a literary sword. It does not fight with each other, but only masters the art. Its Tao is derived from the land, and only has its own power. Those who are both strong and soft can win my heart, so you can't."
"You and the prince are the same. You can be domineering, but you cannot talk about kingship."
Yun Qing's heart suddenly dawned: "Thank you, senior, for the advice."
He Qingqiu clasped his hands behind his back and said calmly: "You should have known that a person who can dominate may not necessarily be a king. You are not the person I expected, so I can't leave Zangfeng Pavilion with you."
Yun Qing nodded and expressed his understanding: "I have no ambition to be a king. I just feel that there are countless avenues in the world. It is possible to achieve the avenue by combining hardness and softness, but it is not a bad idea to be extremely hard or extremely soft."
"Yes, after all, there is no good or bad inheritance in this world. It only depends on whether it is suitable or not. You are not suitable for me as a sword spirit, but I think there is always someone in this Dazangfeng Pavilion who is suitable for you. Don't waste your time. , go find that one, maybe it’s waiting for you too.”
He Qingqiu waved his hand towards her, then lowered his head to clear the chessboard and said no more.
Yun Qing nodded solemnly, bowed his hands, and disappeared.