The Path Toward Heaven

Chapter 143: The green hills are like a chessboard

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In the world of monasticism, practitioners often don't accept apprentices until very late.

This is the same reason that the emperor did not want to have children, and there is a deep meaning in it.

There are really very few people who start taking apprentices at such a young age as Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue.

"Little sister!"

"Little Master Uncle."

"Yao Songshan pays homage to the two uncles."

While talking, Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue were walking on the mountain path.

Looking far away, there was fog, and the disciples of the Green Mountain Sect seemed to suddenly appear beside the road, because this was a mountain.

The mountains are located in the west of Chaoge City, and many elegant courtyards have been built. It is a place specially used by the imperial court for monks to live, and it is called Xishanju.

Qingshan disciples saluted one after another, looking at Jing Jiu with complicated eyes.

They all knew the news that the God Emperor would come to watch the battle, and they were a little nervous.

They worried that Jing Jiu would be nervous.

Jing Jiu's popularity is very ordinary. After he clashed with Gu Han at the Xijian River, his relationship with Liangwang Peak became bad. Liangwang Peak is the place that young disciples most yearn for.

When he seriously injured Gu Han and broke Nanshan's sword at the sword test meeting, the ordinary naturally became terrible.

The Qingshan disciples were worried about him, not out of respect for their master, but because of their natural reaction to foreign enemies.

What's more, the person Jing Jiu wants to challenge this time is Tong Yan.

As the two highest peaks in the Zhengdao practice sect, any contest between the Qingshan sect and the Zhongzhou sect does not require the mobilization of disciples.

The Qingshan disciples all hoped that Jing Jiu could go further, at least to meet Tong Yan, otherwise the sect would be too ashamed.

Follow the road made of bluestone slabs to the deepest part of the house, and enter the room. The girl from Qingrong Peak who led the way retreated silently. When closing the door, she still couldn't help but look at Jing Jiu more.

A few streams of light smoke came out of the incense burner, and the scent was a bit special, different from the calming incense commonly used by ascetics, with a faint floral and fruity aroma, but it seemed to carry the salty taste of the sea breeze when tasted deeply.

Jing Jiu knew that this was the rarest highland incense in the Nanman tribe, and she had sent many to Shenmo Peak back then.

The her in this sentence is the woman in front of him at this moment, the master of Qingrong Peak, Nan Wang.

The room was very quiet, no one spoke.

Nan Wang looked at Jing Jiu for a long time, as if he wanted to see something from his face.

Jing Jiu looked at her calmly, without panic or retreating.

Many years have passed, and the once innocent and savage girl has become a calm and dignified person.

Such emotions seem to have appeared before

He thought so.

Nan forgot to speak.

"You want to win."

Her tone is very calm, but the weight is very heavy.

Because these three words are neither encouragement nor encouragement, but requirements.

Nan Wang stood up, walked to the window, looked somewhere, and said with a sneer, "If someone wants to fight with us, you have to kill them, can you do that?"

Zhao Layue glanced at Jing Jiu.

Nan Wang's attitude was very tough, she didn't know how Jing Jiu would react.

Jing Jiu's reaction was calm: "Okay."

He knew what must have happened again.

The Qingshan sect has such a deep foundation and confidence that it is impossible to suddenly pay attention to the Meihui chess match just because the emperor wants to see it.

Every Meihui will have an issue, which is the allocation of resource quotas for the various practice sects in the next few years.

Originally, this kind of matter had been discussed long before the meeting, but for some reason, the West Sea Sword Sect suddenly raised different opinions.

This is a really big event in the practice world, it is very complicated, the so-called pulling one hair can affect the whole body.

The Xihai Sword Sect disagreed on a certain resource, but the final result was... There was a small disagreement between the Qingshan Sword Sect and the Zhongzhou Sect on the distribution of spar.

The differences are indeed very small, and that amount of crystals is nothing to the two leading sects in the practice world.

But this is a matter of face or momentum, and no sect will easily back down, let alone these two.

How to resolve this disagreement? In the past, there was a rule that the outcome of Meihui's last Taoist battle was used to judge.

This year... it was changed to a game of chess.

Naturally, the Zhongzhou faction had no reason not to accept it.

Qingshan Sword Sect would not accept it logically.

But this year, His Majesty the Divine Emperor said that he would come to the chess game in person, and several princes took advantage of the situation to fuel the flames, and actually settled this matter.

Don't think about it, those Dukes of course have been friends with the Zhongzhou faction for many years.

The two left Xishanju, and walked along the mountain road into the fog ahead.

Zhao Layue asked, "Why?"

This speaks of his calm acceptance.

Jing Jiu said: "In the words of Zen, it is cause and effect, and in our words, it is the peace of mind."

How can the Taoist mind be truly peaceful

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How Firth

No shortage of.

He was very familiar with the way Nan Wang stood by the window and his slightly trembling sleeves.

For a strong person in the Sea Breaker Realm to be so emotionally fluctuating, it was naturally because she was very angry.

When arguing with those princes, she didn't say anything to the other party, and in the end she allowed such a ridiculous proposal to pass.

Jing Jiu knew why.

Many years ago, she could not speak Mandarin well, and she was not good at debating with others. Later, she got better, but when she got anxious, she would stutter a little, so she had no choice but to not speak at all.

If you don't speak, you can't talk to the other party.

This kind of familiarity is his connection with this world, just like Zhao Layue and ten years old are his cause and effect.

The mountain road walked through the fog, and the front gradually became brighter. With a gust of breeze, the fog cleared and the scenery was fully displayed.

Under the clear spring sunshine, the verdant mountains are extremely charming, and there are pavilions everywhere beside the cliffs, among the forests, and in front of the waterfalls.

There are so many pavilions in the mountains that it is difficult to count them all at once.

Some pavilions have double eaves and large pillars, which are very grand, while some pavilions are very simple, built only with branches and thatch.

All kinds of pavilions are scattered among the green hills, like chess pieces scattered in the...

"You also think it looks like a chessboard, right? I just found out that this mountain is called Qipan Mountain."

A clear and moving voice sounded.

There are many ascetics in Qipanshan who have arrived.

Most of the young disciples who were going to participate in the chess game did not talk with their masters and fellow sects, but scattered all over the mountain.

They either closed their eyes and meditated quietly, or took the chess pieces to make preparations.

The little girl who came to see the fun was extremely bored, and when she saw them appear, she hurried to them.

Zhao Layue greeted the senior sister of Xuanling Sect, looked at Sese and said, "Didn't you say you don't like playing chess?"

Sese pointed to Jing Jiu and said, "I like to watch the excitement, besides, isn't he going to participate?"

She did not participate in the piano battle, and today was the first time she appeared in Meihui.

As the biological daughter of suzerain Xuanling, the granddaughter whom the old matriarch loved most, naturally attracted a lot of attention.

Now, following her flying through the air and this finger, all these eyes fell on Jing Jiu.

Some people had seen Jing Jiu during the Meihuiqin battle, and some people had not been able to see clearly that day because of his face.

Feeling the gazes from all around, Sese felt a little uncomfortable, looked at Zhao Layue and said sympathetically, "I understand why you have to wear hats all the time."