The carriage moved forward with the tinkling of bells.
In the car, Garen and the witch Lola sat facing each other. A low square table was placed between them. The black and red table was covered with densely packed Go boards. Garen was playing white and Laura was playing black.
The sunspots usually go first, starting from the younger generation, while the white ones are held by the elders.
Garen didn't expect that this world is actually the same as the earth, with things like Go, and the rules are exactly the same as those on the earth.
At this time, the white stones on the chessboard have occupied most of the country. Laura was still unconvinced and tried hard to find a breakthrough, holding a sunspot in her hand but couldn't find a space to put it down.
She looked up at Garen who was opposite her, and the corner of her mouth twitched.
"Stop playing!"
"Isn't your overall situation dominant?" Garen smiled and asked softly, "Why didn't you play?"
"What's the big picture!? What's the use of dominating the big picture!?" Laura said dissatisfiedly, "You didn't care about the big picture at all, you just rushed over, and the layout of others was disrupted in one go!"
Garen's chess strategy doesn't care about the overall layout at all, his local killing ability is surprisingly strong, he is almost dead on contact, no matter how good the layout is, it is useless if he can't win local wars.
Laura finally figured out a way to hold back the other party while quickly occupying the territory. Unfortunately, the so-called hold-up time is too short, and Garen's precise calculation is too strong, so it can't play the role of delaying at all. Even because of lack of concentration, it leads to death faster
"Is this a typical use of strength to overcome cleverness?" Laura seemed to realize something. "When the power level gap is too large, this phenomenon will appear."
"It's good to understand." Garen nodded, "The level of strength can theoretically be compensated by skills, but there is a limit. When it comes to the point where others just say or move randomly, you need to work hard and can't make up for it. This gap has already been overcome by strength.”
Laura naturally understands this truth, and the master once told her about it.
"Wisdom also needs to be able to pry the chess pieces that affect the opponent in order to work, right?"
"Wisdom is actually a kind of strength." Garen smiled, and began to gently sweep the chess pieces into the chess basket. "If your wisdom can reach the point where the world is the chessboard and all things are the chess pieces, then it is also an extremely powerful force."
"However, there are too many variables between the heaven and the earth. To reach that level, at least everything must be self-aware. The terrifying control over information requires a huge amount of power, right?" Laura asked rhetorically.
"So heart and strength, both paths have their own disadvantages and advantages. One is to strengthen oneself, and the other is to leverage all things. It depends on people's own choices. Today's scientific guns and cannons are the second path. result."
Heart and strength, this is the ultimate answer pursued by martial arts masters of all ages.
Qianqiu counselor, domineering general, a top strategist who has no power to restrain a chicken but can laugh at tens of thousands of troops. Before he was born, he had no starting point army to leverage, and he was just an ordinary ordinary man. people.
Powerful, the peerless general who swept the battlefield, the top powerhouse, after all, has the limit of his own body, which cannot exceed the combined strength of countless people.
Only the combination of heart and strength, mutual promotion and mutual evolution, just like the interaction between yin and yang, the most harmonious state produced is the truly most powerful state. In Garen's view, the most powerful state is to have enough strength and not bad mental intelligence.
Based on single-digit power, the power to pry with wisdom is not much.
But with the power of more than ten thousand as the base, and then using wisdom to pry it, it would be really terrifying.
Garen understood this, so his path has always been to strengthen himself first, supplemented by wisdom. This is the path he chose, because of the existence of innate abilities, the limit he can reach is far beyond what ordinary people can imagine.
"Manpower has a limit after all." Laura thought for a moment, and finally said with some regret.
"That's right. The heart can mobilize the power of countless people. When gathered together, it is a force far beyond the individual." Garen nodded, "So wisdom has almost no limit, but manpower is limited after all."
For a while, neither of them spoke, and the carriage fell into a faint silence.
Garen felt slightly, for others, there was no way ahead of Li, but for him, there was almost no end in sight.
clang. clang.
As time passed, a white western clock hanging in the carriage suddenly rang.
The two looked at the clock face: 16:00.
Laura sat kneeling by the low table, her expression slightly moving.
"Master Garon, if you are really the king of the century who fought the first fairy master, then maybe the little guy in the provincial capital is your sister's granddaughter."
"Oh?" Garen was taken aback.
"I've met several times." Laura said in a low voice, "That little guy is the current master of Nantianmen. After you disappeared in the Battle of Black Mist Island, Nantianmen was divided internally. The Heavenly General established his own sect and broke away from the sect. Originally Nantianmen is the product of the combination of the Southern Twelve Gates. Without spiritual symbols and unified leaders, splitting is inevitable. Some of them will join Xiangong, and some will join our Demon Gate. The rest will stick to the original division and combine with Baiyunmen. Formed the prototype of the current Nantianmen."
"Continue." It was the first time Garen heard about the complete formation and development of Nantianmen, but he didn't expect it to be the product of the fusion with Baiyunmen.
Laura sorted out her thoughts a little.
"The Nantian Shengquan Sect has no Holy Fist, so it can only be named Nantianmen. Under the care of the Xinghuanmen and the Nightmare King, its leader, Yinger, is still operating normally, but later Yinger died of illness, leaving two Adopting a son and adopting a daughter, Nantianmen split again due to power struggle. This time without the old relationship, the Xinghuanmen and the Nightmare King will no longer take care of them. Xiangong took the opportunity to start. "
She made a look of extreme regret, and her words were deep and meaningful. No matter who heard it, she felt that she cared so much about the development of Nantianmen, and it was obvious that she really helped take care of it.
Only when Garen heard that Ying'er had passed away due to illness, a wave of fluctuation flashed in his eyes.
"So the ban on arms appeared?"
"Yeah." Laura nodded, "No one would have thought that Senior Ying'er would put his real hope on a young girl of the grandchild's generation. When I found out, the fairy palace has become a big trend, and my demon sect wants to help, but Now I can't protect myself." Laura showed a weeping look.
"Then what's going on with the White Cloud Gate now?" Garen looked surprisingly calm.
"You mean that small sect on the Lanzhou side?" Laura hurriedly collected her posture, "It was indeed established by the disciples of the Baiyun Sect back then, but the inheritance has long since disappeared, and they only practice low-level secret martial arts." She said Knowing everything, he is worthy of being the leader of the Demon Sect, the number one member of the Sect after the death of the Soldier Master of the Demon Sect.
She took a peek at Garen.
"You want to rebuild the sect?"
Garen smiled, but did not respond.
"Andrela and the Nightmare Lord, are you okay?"
"Senior Andrela is currently the strongest sword king of the Xinghuan Sect. He sits in charge of the entire sect and has not made a move for many years. Senior Nightmare King. His whereabouts are unknown. You also know that this senior is moody and unpredictable. I can catch his whereabouts. The only thing I know is that he is still alive." Doing as the Romans do, Laura is surprisingly proficient in describing in Dongzhou language, with precise and appropriate words.
Although Garen's Dongzhou language was only learned from the exchange with that woman surnamed Zhao, he was still not as fluent as her.
Andrela and the Nightmare King were a pair of good friends back then, and they were never separated. Garen knew that if he found one of them, the other would not be far away.
"I would also like to ask you to inform the Star Ring Gate, so that Andreira can bring the nightmare over quickly!" Garen said lightly.
"The original message?" Laura's heart was beating wildly. Both Xinghuan Sword King and Nightmare are top masters. They haven't shot for many years, and their strength is unpredictable. Even the fairy master has always tolerated Xinghuanmen's repeated protection of Nantianmen move. It was rumored that the two of them could even compete with the Immortal Lord together.
"Of course." Garen looked sideways out of the car, and the black wilderness grass that was passing by was blown by the wind with layers of dark green ripples.
Suddenly a black pigeon flapped its wings and flew into the carriage, and landed lightly in Laura's hands.
Laura glanced at Garen, then took one of the pigeon's legs and took off the black paper roll tied to it.
Remove the black wire and unfold.
With just a glance, her face changed slightly.
"Sect Master, I'm afraid we have to speed up. The situation in the provincial capital has changed, and the Nantian Sect Master may be in danger."
"Explain in detail." Garen's expression froze slightly.
"The master of the Nantian Gate, Ying Ying'er, is under house arrest. I'm afraid the little fairy master has discovered her identity."
Before she could finish speaking, Laura felt her waist tightening instantly, her whole body lightened, and her eyes froze for a moment. She was already in Garen's arms, left the carriage, and was running at high speed in the black wilderness.
The wind was whistling beside her ears, and there was a faint scream of piercing the air, and the surrounding scene was directly blurred, even with her dynamic vision, she couldn't see clearly at all.
"Guide the way." Garen's voice came in his ear.
Lola was startled and forced to look forward, only to see the wilderness, rocks, and winding gray-white driveway, all passing by in an instant, and a grassland river flashed past from time to time, the speed was more than twice as fast as her own. .
"I can't see clearly," Laura said in shame. As the current number one master of the Demon Sect, she can't even see the direction. She has now firmly believed that Garen is the king of the century, although she doesn't know why it looks the same as the record back then different, but that's not the point. The rumors of the Eye of Myriad Thoughts in the Immortal Palace record the secret method of storing the soul with the power of thought. If you can find a suitable body to seize it, you can be reborn in disguise.
Garen had to slow down from time to time so that Laura could recognize the direction.
(end of this chapter)