After a long silence, the middle-aged monk folded his hands together and said deeply: "Miss Song, you passed the test."
Song Fei also hurriedly returned a gift: "Master, you are polite."
"Please." When the middle-aged monk said this, his eyes stayed on Zhou Fei for a while, "Lao Na has only one puzzle, and that is whether the painting just came up with Miss Song or Mr. Liu came up with it. of?"
Song Fei did not hide: "We are together."
"Old Na admires it." The middle-aged monk said: "The will of heaven is turned into substance. This is already a miracle. There is no need to draw this level in the future. Everyone can pass."
Xian Chen: "Master, how can this be?"
The middle-aged monk said: "This is God's will."
After speaking, he walked away.
Then there was a cheer from the crowd in the distance.
They just picked up a big deal and passed the first hurdle.
Of course, some people are very upset.
Qiu Qiaozhen is one of them.
She hopes to see Zhou Fei's embarrassed appearance, rather than being so energetic at the moment.
But soon, Qiu Qiaozhen's face returned to normal.
Because before long, Zhou Fei will pay the price for his arrogance.
It only takes a few more days and a few more days.
Zhou Fei naturally didn't know that Qiu Qiaozhen, an old shrew, was calculating him in secret, but it didn't matter if he knew it. The most effective rule in this world is that whoever is strong has the final say.
With his current strength, he can ignore many rules and ignore many people.
Soon, they came to the second level.
This level, the test is the piano.
Zhou Fei had no choice to appear.
Of course the main reason is that he can't play the piano.
It was Ling Zhaoyan who played for him.
"When did you learn to play the piano?" Zhou Fei was surprised: "I haven't heard you mention that you still have this skill before."
Ling Zhaoyan said: "When I was thinking about the cliff, the master gave me a piano, which made me entertain myself while I was upset. I will also play it over time. Of course, I don't play very well. "
Zhou Fei thought for a while, and said to the reviewing monk of the second level: "What is the topic of this level?"
The monk nodded in response: "This world."
Ling Zhaoyan sighed.
She felt it was impossible for her to play it.
Zhou Fei secretly took a roll
The piano score was tucked into her hands: "You can just play as it is above, and you will be able to pass the level."
Ling Zhaoyan said: "The piano score from your place?"
"Don't worry about that." Zhou Fei said: "If you can't pass this level, I will just break through."
Seeing that Zhou Fei said so affirmatively, Ling Zhaoyan didn't worry any more, walked to the Qin, sat down cross-legged, first plucked the strings at random, and then spread out the piano score Zhou Fei gave her and started. Play according to the rhythm above.
The score Zhou Fei gave to Ling Zhaoyan is the famous [Canghai Laughter] of later generations.
This melody interprets the rivers and lakes vividly and vividly.
The rivers and lakes can also be understood as earthly.
People have always been involuntarily in the world.
But everyone is working hard, hoping to control their own destiny.
Fighting against people is endless joy, and fighting against heaven is endless joy!
After one piece was played, the scene was silent.
The monk stood up and said, "Congratulations, Miss Ling, you passed the test."
Ling Zhaoyan clasped his fists: "Thank you, Master."
"Miss Ling made it through her own ability, and the little monk didn't do anything. Please go to the next level."
Zhou Fei had already passed two levels, and if he passed the next level, he would have obtained the final qualification.
Qiu Qiaozhen clenched her hands tightly, her face grimace: "Why is this guy's shit luck so good! It's unreasonable."
Ge Qingfei, who had been silent for a long time, finally said: "If the way of heaven wants a person to perish, he will surely make him crazy. Let's watch, it won't be long before Zhou Fei will pay for his crazy.
Qiu Qiaozhen took Ge Qingfei's hand and said distressedly: "Qingfei, don't be angry, your Auntie Qiu will help you. We will return the pain Zhou Fei gave you ten times."
Ge Qingfei shook his head: "Not enough, far from enough, I want him to live in pain for the rest of his life, so that I can dispel my hatred for him."
…
Zhou Fei and the three came to the third level.
chess.
This level, Zhou Fei personally appeared.
Because neither Ling Zhaoyan nor Song Fei can play chess.
The place where the chess is played is about three feet above the ground. It is a pavilion built on the hillside.
The monks of the Xuankong Temple are also very emotional. Originally, this pavilion was a large rock stuck between the cliffs on both sides. The monks of the Xuankong Temple used it.
This stone was built on the foundation, and a pavilion was built directly on it.
Not to mention, such a pavilion is really unique.
However, the pavilion could accommodate very few people, and in the end only Zhou Fei flew up.
There is an old monk in the pavilion, wearing a whitish monk's robe, his white beard has been dragged to the lower abdomen, and his eyebrows are also very long, dragging on both sides of his cheeks. The whole person looked senile, as if he could die at any time.
Zhou Fei didn't dare to be scornful, and gave the academy salute to the old monk: "Junior Zhou Fei, I have seen the master."
The old monk laughed quietly and responded to Zhou Fei with the gift of Xuankong Temple: "Mr. Six, you don't need to be polite. It is an honor of my temple that you can come to Xuankong Temple."
Zhou Fei immediately raised his vigilance to the highest level.
This is such a compliment, it is terrible.
Fortunately, the old monk did not continue to compliment, but pointed to the opposite seat, "Mr. Six, please take a seat."
Zhou Fei secretly exhaled and walked over to sit down.
In front of him is a chessboard carved on a stone table, and the chess pieces are also made of stones, which are slightly rough.
"Mr. Six can play chess?" the old monk asked.
Zhou Fei said: "Understand a little."
"At that time, the third master of the Academy came to my Xuankong Temple, challenged with chess power, and played for three days and three nights in one breath, defeating all the chess masters in this temple. As a result, for a long time, Xuankong Temple kept silent about the word chess. "The old monk said as he dropped one on the chessboard: "I don't know how much Mr. Six has learned from Mr. San."
Zhou Fei twisted a chess piece, staring at the chessboard, frowning and thinking.
"I don’t often play chess with Senior Brother San, because my chess skills are so bad that a king like Senior Brother San can’t move me. So he stopped asking me to play chess later, saying that playing chess with me is easy to get caught. To die of anger." Zhou Fei said with a smile, and then fell behind.
The old monk saw Zhou Fei fall like this, his face changed slightly, and then he sighed, "Mr. Six really can't play chess."
Zhou Fei raised his eyebrows: "Oh? What do you say?"
"How can you find yourself in such a position?" The old monk said, "Isn't this the way to extinction? Mr. Six, your trip to the Hanging Temple, I'm afraid it will be over."
Zhou Fei said: "I think this move is very good. The so-called put it to death and then live."
(End of this chapter)