Daojun: Start with the top-grade golden elixir

Chapter 171
How can ordinary people measure the true king's Taoism?

Among the cultivators present, every time a person picked up a black piece and lowered his eyes, the white piece would naturally fly out of the chessboard and land on the board, and after a few dozen or so moves, many monks showed sadness on their faces. Color, fell into hard meditation.

As a true disciple of Dinghu Mountain, Zhuo Hansheng often played chess and sword, but it was the first time that Zhuo Hansheng had the chance to have a hand-to-hand conversation with Guangcheng Zhenjun.

He was not in a hurry to make a move, but first collected his mind, calmed down for a while, and swept away his dusty thoughts, feeling that his mind, mind, and thoughts were well connected, then he picked up a sunspot and touched it to the corner of the chessboard.

Following Zhuo Han's birth and drop, a white piece flew out naturally, and when it fell at will, it was like an antelope's horns hanging on its horns.

It seems to be alone, sitting on the cliff, there is no boundless sea under the cliff, the waves hit the cliff shore, the sound of the tide is turbulent, and it will roll up at any time.

In this situation, Zhuo Hansheng didn't seem to be aware of it, the moves were fast, and the white moves never stopped responding. Every move was not only a layout, but also a test and reminder of his Taoism.

This kind of feeling is indescribable, but every time I take a shot, it is not only a trick to dismantle it, but also an explanation and sorting out of Taoism.

In Zhuo Hansheng's heart, he had absolute confidence in his own Taoism. Every time a white piece was made, he didn't think about it, he just followed the answer in his heart, and responded with one piece. He played dozens of moves back and forth in a short while. .

Suddenly, as a white piece fell, a sound ray suddenly sounded, as if the brilliant heavenly sound sounded from the sky, rolling in, deafening, and it seemed to come from the deepest part of the heart, asking oneself, making people entangled.

Zhuo Hansheng, what does self-seeking have to do with others?

Since it has nothing to do with others, the answer is really obvious, but Zhuo Hansheng's hand stopped.

Since it has nothing to do with others, why is he always secretly angry that Dinghu is full of handsome men, no, it should be said that Zhuo Hansheng's excellence is not as good as an outsider in the eyes of real people in the school?
Since it has nothing to do with others, why does Zhuo Hansheng aim to be one of the top eight talents? Zhuang compares...

Zhuo Hansheng suddenly smiled, and dropped Yunzi onto the chessboard.

Yes, in his heart, these comparisons are indeed very important, not because he is jealous of others, not because he loves fame, but because he, Zhuo Hansheng, feels that he will never be inferior to others.

If he is praised by others, if he stands alone, he will not be able to be complacent, and should reflect on himself three times, if he is not favored by others, if he is temporarily in the lower position, he will strive to catch up and strive for the top forever.

So what if you care, so what if you don't care, it's your own practice, so there's no need to be confused.

Playing chess and playing Tao, asking questions about the way, and also asking about the mind and nature, as the moves are staggered, Zhuo Hansheng is far from the only one who is stagnant.

But when the audience was solemn, Guangcheng Zhenjun, on the case of the immoral Taoist, personally picked up Yunzi from the chessboard and dropped his hand, and said with a faint smile: "Little friend, I have listened to the Tao for a long time, and my practice is diligent." It's not small."

The wicked Taoist never expected that Zhenjun Guangcheng would remember his junior, so he hurriedly responded respectfully: "Thank you Zhenjun for your appreciation."

Guangcheng Zhenjun smiled slightly, indicating that the wicked Taoist should not be too polite, the wicked Taoist thought for a moment, and then blocked it.

Guangcheng Zhenjun was determined, and kept making moves, and asked casually: "I heard that my little friend wants to open Bu Tianzhai in Weiyun Immortal City?"

The Taoist Queer was slightly startled, and hurriedly responded: "Exactly, my senior brother and the four of us, Daji and Dao, do have the intention to open Bu Tianzhai in Weiyun Immortal City."

"This matter is very good." Guangcheng Zhenjun said with a smile: "You and Shuquan have discussed matters, and the poor Taoist can agree on your behalf."

The wicked Taoist couldn't help being overjoyed when he heard the words. With the Taoist deeds and wealth of several people, it is not difficult to open Bu Tianzhai in Weiyun Immortal City, but it is not difficult to become the [-]th fairy pavilion endorsed by Guangcheng Daoist , but it is not simple.

But what they want to do when they open Bu Tianzhai has never been the business of ordinary monks, so credit endorsement is especially important, so recently they have been arguing with Shuquan, the lord of Weiyun Immortal City, who is under the sect of Zhenjun Guangcheng.

Although Zhenjun Guangcheng usually doesn't care about such mundane matters, if he speaks out, he will naturally keep his word.

However, while the wicked Taoist was delighted, he couldn't help but have some doubts, why did Zhenjun Guangcheng personally intervene in such a small matter.

Guangcheng Zhenjun seemed to know what he was thinking, smiled slightly, and said: "However, you don't have to worry about it." Then suddenly dropped a child, and said: "My friend lost."

The wicked Taoist glanced at the chessboard, and sure enough, Heizi was exhausted, so he hurriedly said respectfully: "Thank you, Zhenjun, for your guidance."

True Monarch Guangcheng just nodded slightly, walked away, but did not return to his seat, instead he walked into the arena and began to inspect with great interest.

The wicked Taoist came back to his senses, and suddenly remembered something. At that time, he had not yet achieved the primordial spirit. Master Yi Taoist had given a real person under Guangcheng Zhenjun's sect, the purple robbery pearl, so that he could avoid the robbery for [-] years. as long as.

But later, it seemed that the real person did not survive the thunder disaster after all, and died, so the wicked Taoist didn't take this matter to heart.Thinking about it today, maybe there is such a good cause to get this fruit.

When the wicked Taoist was thinking about it, a sound transmission suddenly came from his ear. He looked back and saw a proud smile on the face of the murderous Daoist, and said with a sneer: "My wicked son, you are really not good at cultivation, and you lost so quickly. In the future, don’t talk about Yuanshen’s authenticity again, so as not to be ashamed!”

The so-called playing chess and playing the Tao is like discussing the Tao. Of course, if it is true, who can discuss the Tao with Guangcheng Zhenjun?So it is more appropriate to say that it is a comparison.

Since it is a test, there are naturally highs and lows. The higher the practice, the slower the loss, and the less the loss. The wicked Taoists usually talk about the big murderous real person and the authenticity of the soul. Now he has the handle. Immediately, I became interested, and wanted to point out the shameless Taoist.

The wicked Taoist rolled his eyes and didn't bother to answer. The Daoist Daoist wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue him, but he simply blocked the voice of the Daoist Daoist.

After a while, Master Baiyun and Master Daji also escaped from the chess game one after another. Master Baiyun still had a look of pity on his face, and Master Daji did the same. Looking at it, the corners of his lips twitched, and he sneered, "You wicked little boy, you really don't practice well..."

Impatient, the wicked Taoist waved his sleeves and told the conversation between Master Cai Guangcheng and him. Master Daji choked and said after a while, "Is this true?"

In fact, there is no need to answer, he also knows that the Taoist Queer would not dare to lie about this matter, he was a little happy for a moment, and was about to put down his face to give a few verbal compliments, when the Taoist Queer suddenly said: "The matter of Bu Tianzhai was formed because of my Yidaoren's lineage, I think the Veteran Master doesn’t need to think about you two.”

"What?" Immediately, Master Daji was shocked and said: "No, absolutely not, the position of Veterinarian is only about the skill level! Whoever picks the Purple Tribulation Pearl will be the Veteran, this has long been agreed! "

The big murderous person hurriedly responded: "Not bad!"

The wicked Taoist twitched his lips, and replied: "There is no difference in the results of left and right, just do whatever you want."

Master Daji said disdainfully, "You are not ashamed to speak out loud."

When the two quarreled, people in the dojo got out of the chess game one after another. This is not to say that their cultivation is still higher than that of the real person, but because the real person's primordial spirit is running, and the Nascent Soul The monks are very different, they act like they are determined, and they move extremely fast, and they have made hundreds of moves in a short time.

Of course, at this time, you can also vote and admit defeat.

At this time, some Nascent Soul monks who escaped from the chess game had only made more than a dozen moves, and they were sweating and dizzy. They often struggled for a long time and still couldn't figure it out. out...

Among Nascent Soul monks, there is of course a difference in practice, but in front of Zhenjun Chunyang, there seems to be no difference. After a while, almost all the monks in the dojo have withdrawn from the chess game, and only a few of them are still alive. After persisting, he suddenly attracted the attention of many people.

These five people happened to sit in two places, one of which was Zhuo Hansheng and Jin Yuanzai.

"Pa-ta!" At this moment, Zhuo Hansheng made a throw, with a cheerful smile on his face. After getting through the questioning, he went forward without any trouble. Refining qi above the doubts.

The test is also a layout, and the move is also a response. Zhuo Hansheng made a mistake, and his mood dissipated immediately. Looking at the chessboard, he had reached a dead end in at least two or three hands, so he smiled and made the move. admit defeat.

"Dinghu Yizhuo really deserves his reputation."

At this time, a sound of appreciation suddenly came from his ear, Zhuo Hansheng looked sideways, but he was a fellow of Mizhen Dao, and many of the people who listened to the Dao here were fellow disciples of the two sects passed down by Zhenjun Guangcheng, and he also Unexpectedly, he clasped his hands and responded, "Fellow Daoist, that's a great compliment."

The same door smiled slightly and said: "Where is the Taoist friend, you are also ranked in the top five among the people here, can't you say that the Taoism is profound?"

Hearing this, Zhuo Hansheng raised his eyebrows and looked around, only to realize that there were indeed four players still in the chess game, especially one of them was actually Chang Hua.

Although Changhua is known as the Eight Talents of Dinghu Lake, he usually does not show his mountains or dews, and rarely reveals very profound Taoism, so he can persist until now, which not only surprises Zhuo Han, but also surprises many members of the two families.

Zhuo Hansheng thought: "I didn't expect Brother Chang to be a real person without showing his face. Now that I think about it, I'm afraid he has already perfected the Nascent Soul."

However, he also knew that Changhua's practice years were hundreds of years longer than his. Although he was a little surprised, it was also fleeting, and his eyes fell on the rest of the people.

Sure enough, as Zhuo Hansheng had expected, the remaining three, Jin Yuanzai, Zhong Shenxiu, Xu Zhuang, and Cen Fenghong, had already withdrawn from the chess game, with a thoughtful expression on their faces, as if they were still sorting out.

"The Taoism of these three people is indeed extremely powerful." Zhuo Hansheng faced up to his heart of comparison, but he didn't feel any unreasonable emotions. He just said secretly: "I don't know who else will quit the chess game first?"

Just as he was thinking, Guangcheng Zhenjun came across suddenly, stood behind Changhua with his hands behind his back, watched him fall, and nodded slightly. Seeing this, Zhuo Hansheng couldn't help being surprised, and thought to himself: "Could it be Changhua?" Brother, can you hold on to the end?"

In his mind, Jin Yuanzai and Changhua had already cultivated the third level of Yuanying, and it was reasonable for him to have profound Taoism. Although Zhong Shenxiu and Xu Zhuang were powerful, they should not be far behind him.

So if Changhua can persevere to the end, it will not be as he expected.

But it didn't take long, after Changhua dropped a piece, he seemed to be aware of it, shook his head slightly, picked up two pieces and threw them on the chessboard to admit defeat without going through two rounds.

Apparently, many people in the field thought differently from Zhuo Hansheng. Seeing Changhua withdrawing from the chess game, some people couldn't help but gasp for a while. After all, except for Changhua, the other three were all unfamiliar faces. Surprised.

However, Guangcheng Zhenjun didn't take it seriously, instead he smiled lightly and praised: "Not bad."

Before Changhua could be flattered, Zhenjun Guangcheng had already folded his body, but looked at Zhong Shenxiu.

Seeing this situation, before everyone could change their minds, they suddenly heard that Jin Yuan was sighing softly on the other side, and put down his hands.

But apart from Zhuo Hansheng, no one else paid attention to it. Daoist Gai Yin looked over Zhong Shenxiu's chessboard, and unexpectedly showed a slight smile, picked up a white piece, and pressed it on the chessboard.

Zhong Shenxiu was like the wind, like a divine help, but after counting the people nearby, she has already walked nearly a hundred hands, it seems that there is no obstacle or difficulty, and I don't know how profound the Taoism is.

However, at this time Jing Guangcheng Zhenjun took the hand, Zhong Shenxiu's tendency to drop the son suddenly stopped, and fell into a long time of contemplation.

Seeing this, everyone didn't feel strange, but they were envious. Although they all talked with the real king, since the real king did this, it is obvious that the operation of Taoism is very different. It is a great opportunity to get the real king to give advice. People have to envy.

However, this was not over yet, Zhenjun Guangcheng cast a glance, stumped Zhong Shenxiu, and turned around to look at Xu Zhuang's chessboard, but there was a strange look in the depths of his eyes.

"Interesting, I didn't expect two very interesting juniors to come today." Zhenjun Guangcheng smiled slightly, picked up a piece, dropped it on the chessboard, and said secretly: "It's hard for him to be entangled in illusion, he knows how to deal with it, It's hard for you not to be satisfied, do you know that?"

But at this time Xu Zhuang's reaction was completely different from Zhong Shenxiu's. He always had to think a little bit every time he played a move. Although he was stable and orderly, it seemed that he was not as swift and violent as Zhong Shenxiu.

But at this time, seeing Guangcheng Zhenjun's son falling, although he was immersed in the realm of playing the game, he actually showed a smile on his face, and without thinking about it, he dropped the chessman to the middle of the chessboard.

Tian Yuan!

Zhenjun Guangcheng couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and took a careful look at Xu Zhuang.

"Good boy, you are indeed greedy." He thought about it carefully, couldn't help laughing, and thought: "Well, since it suits my own heart, it might not be a ladder to the sky, but there are difficulties and dangers in it, I'm afraid it won't be easy."

"Since it is destined to play chess with me, Pindao will not hesitate to help, otherwise it will inevitably be called Yushou Zhenjun, and Pindao will be stingy."

(End of this chapter)