Chapter 581: Wu Tianzong

Chapter 581: Wu Tianzong

Although Wutian Sect is named after Wu, its cultivation method is different from that of many sects.

To a certain extent, this Martial Heaven Sect is both civil and military, and its disciples not only practice martial arts, but also spill their pen and ink.

Therefore, there are many officials in the court of the current Huangfeng Kingdom who are disciples of Wutianzong.

Not only that, but the disciples of Wutianzong were also officials in other empires, so in the Huangfeng Kingdom, the prestige of this Wutianzong was second only to that of the Sword God Sect.

Even in the face of Wu Tianzong, this royal family was extremely polite.

The mountain range where Wutian Sect is located is the Wutian Mountain Range, and after thousands of years of evolution, this mountain range has become a gathering place for demonic beasts.

However, what is quite interesting is that the demonic beasts inhabiting this Wutian Mountain Range are all docile demonic beasts, so it is rare to see the pictures of demonic beasts fighting in the mountain range.

The melodious and low sound of the piano was like a breeze, blowing through every part of the Wutian Mountain Range, that mountain, that stone, and that tree.

The sound of the qin resounded non-stop, and the figure of a disciple of the Martial Heavenly Sect could be seen everywhere.

Some people stand on the cliff with the piano in their hands, and a small incense burner is placed around them, and they play the qin alone.

Some people sit in the mountains and forests, ignoring the coldness of the ice and snow on the ground, and quietly stroke the qin, which attracts many magical beasts.

What is surprising is that the monsters are all standing in place obediently, obviously immersed in the sound of the piano.

Some young people or old people sit on top of the rocks, and there is a stone table in front of them, on which black and white chess pieces are everywhere.

There was no killing, no fighting, no cold cheers, and the entire Wutian Mountain Range presented a peaceful picture.

Two figures emerged from the wind and snow, and they were hunting in martial clothes, and they were Ye Chen and Su Feixuan.

Ye Chen raised his head and looked at the Wutian Mountain Range, which was shrouded in cold, his eyes slowly closed, and bursts of melodious piano sounds came from the wind.

The sound of the piano is soft, like fairy music, and although there are many sounds, these sounds always give people a sense of tranquility.

Looking at Wu Tianzong, a hint of mí flashed in Concubine Su's eyes, and her eyes were also closed, quietly listening to the sound of the piano.

The sound of the piano resounded in the sky, floating in this endless mountain range, Ye Chen and Su Feixuan both stood in place, letting the wind and snow hit their faces.

In this endless mountain range, one mountain peak is extremely prominent, and it is particularly aura.

Although the mountain is not as good as Jiangu Peak and Lianyun Mountain, it gives people a sense of delicateness, compared to the surrounding short peaks, this mountain has the taste of standing out from the crowd.

The most surprising thing is that the shape of this mountain looks like a guqin, and even if you only look at it, you can feel a sense of peace.

And the sect of Wutianzong is on this mountain, and this mountain is also named Wutianshan.

A long road is like a coiled dragon, coiling on Wutian Mountain, around Wutian Mountain, circle after circle.

Snow covered the long road, and what was surprising was that stone tables were lined up on the long road, and sword marks were all over the stone tables, forming a chess world.

The black and white chess pieces were sprinkled on this stone table, which was obviously an endgame.

If this long road is compared to the bright Milky Way in the starry sky, then this stone table is like the stars next to the Milky Way.

And one by one the figures are advancing on this long road, stopping and standing at the stone table, looking at the endgame in a daze.

Mysterious movements spread across these stone tables, and in the distance, a snowman stood beside them.

This mountain road spreads upwards until the peak of Wutian Mountain, and its stone table also spreads out, looking up from afar, countless.

On Wutian Mountain, there are many houses, this house is not gorgeous, it can be said that it is simple, and the smoke is wisps, floating out.

At the end of the long path stood dozens of figures, all covered in a layer of snow, and the only silence here was the roar of the cold wind.

At the head were five old men, these five people were dressed in loose green coats, full of white hair, and their faces were red, and behind these five people stood some middle-aged people and young people.

These five people are the five Wutian sects of Wutian Sect, which are Wuzong, Qin Sect, Chess Sect, Book Sect, and Painting Sect, and this Martial Sect is the Sect Master of Wutian Sect.

The five stood quietly in the wind and snow, their eyes falling on a tǐng figure below.

Not only the eyes of the five people were like this, but the eyes of the others were also the same, all of them fell on the figure of the tǐng pull below.

In the wind and snow, the figure of this tǐng pull is so eye-catching.

Dressed in a green shirt, with long hair draped casually behind him, this person's god did not change because of everyone's gaze, but was completely immersed in the chessboard in front of him.

This person is quite handsome, but his face is a little pale, and he coughs a few times without knowing it, showing a sick look.

The sound of coughing was drowned out by the roar of the wind, and the young man looked motionlessly at the chessboard in front of him, the black and white chess pieces were scattered, and the fluttering snowflakes were bounced off before they touched the chessboard.

The black and white pieces seem to be scattered all over the side of the chess, but if you look closely, you will see that the position of these pieces seems to conform to a certain pattern.

As the so-called one flower and one world, one tree and one floating life, one grass and one paradise, one leaf one come, one sand and one bliss, one side and one pure land, one smile and one dust, one thought and one quiet.

And this chess game is a world, and the young man's mind is completely immersed in this endgame, unable to extricate himself.

The young man's gaze was sometimes blank, sometimes clear, and his right hand was suddenly raised, and his movement immediately attracted everyone's attention, holding their breath, and everyone was waiting for the young man's next move.

The cold air was pressing, and its white sè true qi emerged from the young man's fingertips, and finally formed a white son.

The right hand was raised again, and the young man's right hand turned into a streamer, and his fingertips quickly pointed towards the chessboard, and the white piece fell on the chessboard.

Bang! A roar rang out, and the originally calm chessboard suddenly shook, and the terrifying sword qi flowed on the chessboard, diffusing out.

Under this sword aura, the young man's figure retreated a few steps backwards, and his face became more and more pale.

The sword qi enveloped the chessboard, and its sword qi finally turned into a sunspot, which appeared strangely and landed on the chessboard.

A touch of red appeared at the corner of his mouth, wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the young man took a few steps forward, standing in front of the chess again, looking at the chess and thinking hard.

Everyone didn't make a sound, they looked at the young man quietly, and after nearly half an hour, the young man's right hand was raised again, just like before, his true qi appeared on the tips of his fingers, and a white son emerged.

The young man glanced at the chessboard with a little hesitation, and then his eyes froze, and his right finger fell suddenly.

Bang bang! The roar resounded again, and the white seeds transformed by the true qi fell on the chessboard, and the white seeds on the chessboard all vibrate, and a terrifying coercion permeated the air, making people palpitate.

At the same time, an astonishing sword intent emerged from within the chessboard, as if it was about to break through the clouds.

This sword intent turned into a black seed, emerged, and landed on the chessboard, and in an instant, some white pieces on the chessboard were all shattered.

At the same time, this sword intent seemed to materialize, surging towards the youth.

The coercion came, and the young man's figure retreated a few steps backwards, falling down dozens of steps, and his long hair was also messy, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Looking at the chessboard with a slightly dim gaze, the young man sighed gloomily, bowed slightly to the martial arts sect above the steps, and said, "Master, the disciple is incompetent!"

Hearing this, everyone sighed slightly, and there was no doubt that this young man had failed again.

Looking at the endgame on the chessboard, Wu Zong stepped out, his long hair like snow fluttering in the wind, looking up, this Wu Zong was like an ordinary old man.

With his right hand raised slightly, Wu Zong casually flicked forward, and a soft aura emerged, which was finally injected into the young man's body, and the young man's pale face also improved.

Looking at the genius disciple in front of him, who was known as a rare genius disciple of Wu Tianzong for a thousand years, Wu Zong smiled faintly and said: "Chess and sword, it was only when the teacher was in the year of unhappiness to solve this chess game, and you only have to reach the year of standing, the future is long, as long as you ponder slowly, one day, you will inevitably solve the chess game!"

Qi Jian, the eldest disciple of Wu Tianzong Wu Sect, hearing this, Qi Jian bowed slightly, and said, "Disciple understands!"

Seeing that his genius disciple had not failed and lost confidence, Wu Zong smiled and was just about to speak, but a flat voice resounded in the sky: "Sword God Gate Luoxia Peak visits your sect with the wind!" RO@.