Chapter 12: Drum Mountain
After the new rain in the empty mountain, the weather is late in autumn!
After an autumn rain, the dust is washed away, and the whole drum mountain is shrouded in a thin layer of mist, which becomes more and more quiet and comfortable.
At this time, a young man was strolling on the mountain path, and this person was Fang Qingshan.
After coming out of the crossing site and inquiring a little, Fang Qingshan found that the overall situation had been opened.
Although the names of South Murong and North Qiao Feng are still circulating on the rivers and lakes, but this time, the most famous incident is not these two handsome heroes, but many famous masters, all of whom died under their own skills.
After getting this news, Fang Qingshan relaxed a little and hurried to Drum Mountain.
Since the Xinglinzi incident is about to happen, and the script of Drum Mountain is not far away, I still have to act quickly, so as not to be picked up by the stupid boy of Xuzhu when I get it.
In Tianlong, the three protagonists, except for Qiao Feng, the other two, Duan Yu and Xuzhu are completely open-hung mode.
One fell into the cliff, not only did not die, but also got the secret book of divine skills, after coming out, the highly poisonous thing entered the body, not only was it fine, but it was not invaded by all poisons, and he didn't want to practice martial arts, but his cultivation was to chase the top masters of the rivers and lakes.
A fledgling who followed a group of Jianghu Junjie to play soy sauce, but finally played a chess piece at random, and broke the Zhenlong chess game that no one could break for decades, got seventy years of skill, and instantly became a master of the rivers and lakes, and then took charge of the Ethereal Peak and married the princess of Xixia, but he was the biggest winner in life.
An idiot, a stupid, but the luck is so good that it bursts, it is really completely vicious to turn auspicious, and the disaster becomes auspicious, in stark contrast to them, it is the big brother Qiao Feng, who worked hard to practice martial arts, but was chased up by someone overnight, and was diligent in charge of the gang, but in a moment, he was driven down, his adoptive father and mother, and the master was killed, it turned out that the killer turned out to be his biological father, in order to take revenge, but the only woman he liked was beaten to death, and in the end, it seemed that he was bitter and sweet, and became the king of the Southern Courtyard of Liao, and followed by Ah Zimeimei, but unfortunately fate played everyone again, and in the end it could only be the soul of Yanmen。
Although the protagonist here is not as good as the protagonist of the immortal world, he is an outsider after all, just in case, the night is long and dreamy, Fang Qingshan inquired about the specific location of the Drum Mountain, and hurried over.
Fortunately, although this mountain is not as famous as Shaolin and Emei, it is not unknown in Fang today, after all, Mr. Cong Fang has been playing the Zhenlong chess game for decades, and every once in a while, he has to invite young heroes from the rivers and lakes to give it a try, so Fang Qingshan easily came to the destination.
Although Fang Qingshan's cultivation is not high at the moment, but after walking for more than half an hour, he still came to a pavilion set up with giant bamboo, the bamboo shade is forest, the scenery is quiet, the mountain stream is flowing, the construction is elegant, extremely ingenious, the bamboo is the pavilion, the pavilion is the bamboo, and the end is a must.
Although the scenery was beautiful, Fang Qingshan only looked at it slightly, and did not forget the purpose of his visit.
After a short time, we came to a valley.
The bamboo sea is pine, and it has the meaning of making people forget to return to the valley.
Walk a little further, you will see a wooden house in the distance, under a pine tree, there are three big stones, one large and two small, but it is used for tables and stools, the big one is the table, on which the horizontal seven vertical and eight, criss-crossed, there are black and white crystal shining, obviously is where the Zhenlong chess game is.
At this moment, there was already an old man sitting on the stone bench, short, thin, shriveled, and without accident, it was Mr. Congwen, the second disciple of Wuyazi.
It's just that just looking at this appearance doesn't meet the criteria for selecting apprentices from the Carefree Sect.
The carefree faction accepts disciples, not only to be talented and intelligent, but also to be handsome and handsome to men.
Although Mr. Cong Wei is old, he should at least have a bit of a fairy wind and bones, and now he looks like this, it seems that over the years, for the sake of his teacher, he can be regarded as enduring humiliation.
Walking into the chessboard, Fang Qingshan saw that Su Xinghe ignored him, and he didn't care about his own game, he didn't care, he stood quietly aside, silently watching him play with himself.
For Go, Fang Qingshan actually knows it, although he doesn't dare to say that he is a national player, but he is not a rookie.
Seeing that Su Xinghe was holding a white son in one hand and a black son in the other, you came and went, as if the two countries were at war, marching and arranging, and secretly ambushing and killing, Fang Qingshan nodded secretly.
He is worthy of being a disciple of the Xiaoyao School, not only with great martial arts, but also with his own strategies for piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, divination, Qimen Dunjia and so on.
In fact, it was not only Fang Qingshan who was watching Su Xinghe, as soon as Fang Qingshan stepped into the valley, he was discovered by Su Xinghe, but he didn't know his purpose, and secondly, he was also watching Fang Qingshan in secret, so Su Xinghe didn't make a sound.
Seeing that he was silent when watching chess, it can be seen that his character is not low, he can see it fascinatingly, he is good at it, and waits quietly, which shows that his patience is commendable, although he is not very old, but he can already see his grace, Su Xinghe couldn't help but nod secretly.
Secretly, if Fang Qingshan could break his master's Zhenlong chess game, the Loose Sect would be regarded as a successor.
However, he did not report much hope.
The truth is that after so many years, he has seen many young talents, but there is no one who can break the chess game of his mentor Zhenlong, and there are not many who can persist for a moment or three.
Syllable!
As the last chess piece fell, a big dragon was slaughtered, and Su Xinghe finally raised his head and looked at Fang Qingshan.
"The younger generation has seen Mr. Congwen!" Fang Qingshan saluted.
Fang Qingshan knew that if he wanted to get the skill of Wuyazi, Su Xinghe was a hurdle, he couldn't break the Zhenlong chess game, and it was superfluous to say anything, so he didn't talk nonsense, and said straight to the point, "I heard that the Zhenlong chess game of Drum Mountain is unparalleled in the world, Xiao Kete came to pay respects, and asked Mr. Cong Wei to give advice!"
Su Xinghe didn't have any expression when he heard this, and he didn't speak, after all, in order to guard against his senior brother Xingzhu old monster, over the years, he has always pretended to be deaf and dumb, and he will not expose himself until he is sure that Fang Qingshan can crack the Zhenlong chess game, after all, this is not only related to his life and death, but also the survival of his mentor and sect.
Gu Bo's uninteresting eyes like a deep pool glanced at Fang Qingshan, raised his arm, and motioned for him to sit on another stool.
Then, with a wave of his sleeves, he only heard a crackling, the sound of rain hitting plantains, and the black and white chess pieces were suddenly scattered, and a new chess game was formed in an instant.
Although Fang Qingshan's chess skills are not superb, after all, he came from the era of the information explosion in later generations, and his vision was first-class, and he looked at it at a glance, but seeing that this chess game was killing step by step, nine deaths and a lifetime, it was worthy of being the most proud game of chess in Wuyazi's life.