In Yujing Mansion, the Ninth Young Master asked Ye Futian and the others: "Do you want to go up to the mountain to see now, or rest in Yujing Mansion first?"
"Let's go up the mountain." Ye Futian said, the reason they chose to come here was Qi Sheng Villa.
Nowadays, most of the people who come to Yujing Mansion must be in the mountains.
"Okay." Ninth Young Master nodded, and then led Ye Futian and his party up the mountain road behind Yujing Mansion.
Jinghua Mountain is very high, and Qisheng Villa is built on the top of the mountain, leaning against the mountain, majestic and spectacular.
There are many people in Qisheng Villa, all of whom have extraordinary temperaments, and now more people are gathering on a cliff in Qisheng Villa, which is also called Qifeng.
On the chess peak, there are figures standing on the huge rocks, looking forward. There, there are nine huge chessboards, spread out in the void, and each chessboard is filled with wonderful power.
At this time, an extremely fierce chess battle was taking place on one of the chessboards.
The two people playing chess are a young man wearing a purple waist and a long sword. He has a jade tree facing the wind and has an extraordinary bearing. Opposite him is an old man who looks ordinary but has a calm temperament, as if he has become a chessboard. One body.
The two of them stood on the chessboard. The young man waved his hand, and suddenly a chess piece fell from the sky, inserted in a certain position like a sharp sword. The moment the chess piece fell, it felt like a very powerful kendo rule. Pass through.
The old man waved casually, and with a loud noise, the chess pieces fell down with a bang, hitting the chessboard. The mountains trembled, and an invisible pressure descended, suppressing the eruption of sword intent.
"Is this a chess battle?" Ye Futian said.
For ordinary people, music, chess, calligraphy and painting are all used to cultivate sentiments and cultivate the mind. However, for practitioners, in addition to these, of course, fighting is more important.
If it is useless to practice and cannot fight, who will spend a lot of energy on it
The name of the Chess Saint is naturally not due to his unparalleled chess skills, but because his chess skills are extraordinary and holy, just like the music, magic and painter.
When he was young, he had a piano-painting battle with Donghai City Painting Saint disciple Zhou Mu. The fourth senior brother Xue Ye had the spirit of calligraphy and was good at calligraphy. Once in Alchemy City, he also met a person with the past. A person who practices chess as a formation.
But this was his first time seeing a real chess match.
"Yes." The Ninth Young Master nodded, pointed to the young man in the chess battle and said, "This person's name is Li Mu. He studied under the Sword Immortal, a powerful swordsman in the list of sages. He is a very famous swordsman of the younger generation. He is talented. Zhuo Jue, the swordsman is not only good at swords, but also good at sword formations. Li Mu has learned his true inheritance, and naturally his sword formations are astonishingly powerful. In order to reach this chess peak, he deliberately learned chess and integrated swordsmanship into chess skills. Now he has a deep understanding of chess. He has great achievements, but at present, it is difficult for him to crack even the first game.”
Li Mu smiled and looked at Ye Futian and said: "So, you have no hope. Of course, if any of you are good at this, you can give it a try."
"Ninth Young Master also brought people to Qi Sheng Villa." At this time, someone on a huge rock next to him said with a smile.
"Join in on the fun." Ninth Young Master responded with a smile.
The man glanced at Ye Futian and his group, and he saw that the temperament of this group of people was extraordinary. However, there were many extraordinary people who came to the Qi Sheng Villa, but for most people, they just came to play, nothing more.
Ye Futian continued to watch the chess match. As the two chess pieces continued to fall, Li Mu's expression became more solemn, his movements became slower and slower, and there was a faint sweat on his palms.
As he waved his palm, a sword energy fell across the void, and a terrifying destructive force swept across the chessboard, but was suppressed and stabilized by many chess pieces around him.
The old man also waved his palm, and in an instant a dull loud noise was heard. Suddenly, a batch of chess pieces transformed by the sword energy were directly smashed. The sword energy was annihilated, turned into nothingness, and was suppressed by life and death.
Ye Futian had an extremely mysterious feeling. He was operating his thoughts freely. The next moment, he seemed to see that the two of them were not playing chess, but on the battlefield on the chessboard, with many sword energies crisscrossing the battlefield. , every sword is extremely sharp, ready to kill all enemies.
At this time, another sword fell, causing many swords to resonate. The swords rang in the ears, trying to break the shackles and wipe out the opponent's chess pieces.
But at this moment, the old man fell down, and there was a loud clang. Ye Futian vaguely saw a huge golden cauldron suppressing it, suppressing the sword energy and preventing its power from exploding.
Many swords were buzzing and trembling, as if they were on the verge of collapse and in danger of being destroyed at any time.
Li Mu shouted sharply, pointed forward with both hands, and a sword fell from the sky, turning into a chess piece and landing on the chessboard battlefield. In an instant, all the swords seemed to turn into a terrifying sword formation, about to take shape.
But at this moment, a dull sound came out, and an endless and heavy chess piece slowly fell in a certain position.
When the chess piece landed on the chessboard, it directly shattered the sword field and abruptly interrupted the sword formation. At the same time, the golden cauldron bloomed with dazzling light, and rounds of light curtains swept down, suppressing all the swords. Within it, there is no way to break out.
Li Mu snorted, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his face looked a little pale. The sword intent surrounded him in the sky, but he could not fall down and hesitated.
Finally, a ruthless look flashed in his eyes, and he stabbed his heart with a sword, landing in the center of the opponent's chess piece. When the chess piece fell, an invisible destructive force swept out, and the sword formation gathered together again, making the opponent There were cracks in the golden tripod.
The old man looked motionless, then waved his hand, and another sword fell. When this one fell, Li Mu's face instantly turned pale and without any blood. One side of the sword array was swallowed up, suppressed and dissipated, turning into dust.
Subsequently, other chess pieces were completely swallowed up and disrupted, unable to condense into shape anymore, and became a piece of loose sand.
"I lost." Li Mu smiled bitterly and shook his head. Unexpectedly, he still failed to pass the first level. The name of chess master is indeed well-deserved. Although he is not good at chess, for practitioners, playing chess is naturally a very important thing. It is easy to master simple things, because the practitioner has strong deduction ability. However, the chess master has mastered the art of chess and randomly arranges nine games, which stumps most people.
"Young Master Li is making rapid progress. If you continue to comprehend for a while, you will be able to solve this game." The old man said, and Li Mu nodded. Naturally, he would not back down just because he lost, even if he could not inherit the painting sage's chessboard, but for For him, it is also a kind of spiritual practice.
"Wonderful." Behind Ye Futian, Wanxiang Xianjun said: "The formation is based on chess, step by step, and contains endless changes, but in the end it seems to return to the origin."
"Uncle Master, can you play chess?" Ye Futian asked.
"The path of cultivation is interconnected with all dharma. If you want to know it, you can know it." Wan Xiang said.
"This magic stick."
Ye Futian muttered in his heart, but of course he wouldn't say it out loud.
"How do you say it?" Ye Futian was a little curious.
"Playing chess is like setting up a formation, moving step by step. The process of the game between the two sides is actually a process of mental arithmetic. Calculate where the opponent may move and how to deal with it. As long as you can calculate all the changes and form a chess game in your mind, you can't win. But at least you won’t lose, so playing chess should be easy.” Wan Xiang said.
Ye Futian's eyes flickered. This uncle, the magic stick master, was an astrologer. He could even calculate the fate of others. What did calculating a chessboard mean to him
The Ninth Young Master looked at Wanxiang Xianjun in astonishment. Is this old guy crazy
Figure out all the changes
"How many positions are there on a chessboard? Each move will have different possibilities. This means that in a game of chess, there will be infinite changes. It is impossible to completely deduce them. Do you want to calculate all the changes?" He looked weird. Looking at everything, although what the other party said makes sense, and the teacher said that this is also the way to play chess, it is a bit too whimsical.
Of course playing chess is very simple, everyone in the world knows it, but why is there only one chess master in Kyushu
"It doesn't need to be that complicated. You just need to count the players." Wan Xiang said naturally.
"Madman." Ninth Young Master muttered, but then smiled: "Why don't you, old man, give it a try?"
Wanxiang looked at Ye Futian and others and asked, "Which of you wants to try chess?"
Ye Futian blinked, then looked at the people around him and asked, "Who is going?"
However, he saw everyone looking at him in unison, which made Ye Futian's face darken. Does this still require the Palace Master to do it himself
"Xu Que." Ye Futian shouted, and Xu Que looked away. The words of Wan Xiang, a magician, were not true or false and were worthy of doubt.
"Qianchou." Ye Futian said again, Zui Qianchou took out the wine gourd and drank.
"Senior Brother Seventh." Ye Futian looked at Yi Xiaoshi again. The fat man glanced at him lazily and showed a look of contempt.
Ye Futian's face turned completely dark. Where is the majesty of the palace master
Forget it, as a palace master, you should be dignified and not be as knowledgeable as them.
Thinking of Ye Futian stepping out, he soon landed on the chessboard. In an instant, he felt a strange power enveloped him, as if the power that could be used on this chessboard was limited, so as to avoid relying on realm when playing chess. Crush your opponent and violate the fairness of chess play.
"Senior, please give me some advice." Ye Futian bowed and said.
"Get off first." The old man said.
"Senior, please go first." Ye Futian said, how could he know how to do it if the opponent didn't do it.
The old man didn't say much. He waved his hand and the first word fell. It was as heavy as Mount Tai. In an instant, Ye Futian felt the heavy pressure. At this moment, he seemed not to be playing chess, but on the battlefield.
Ye Futian is waiting.
"You can do whatever you want." Wan Xiang said.
Ye Futian had the urge to beat someone up, not to mention that he couldn't play chess. Even if he was really proficient in chess, how could he be the opponent of the people from Chess Saint Villa.
With a wave of his palm, the power of rules bloomed, integrated into the chess pieces, and landed in one place. A dull sound came out, like a star falling down.
"What method?" Many people looked at Ye Futian, but the first son couldn't understand it!
(End of chapter)