I am the best spirit stone

Chapter 618 Playing chess and drinking tea, mysterious and unpredictable

Immortal world, Xiaoling Mountain.

An extraordinary handsome man, wearing a blue robe, sitting on a stone chair in front of the hut, looking at the chessboard in front of him, his perfect facial features as carved by a knife are slightly restrained, motionless, contemplative.

A small somersaulting cloud flew out from the hut, and the little fairy on the cloud was about to speak with a smile - then covered his mouth, and retreated quietly into the corner.

Master doesn't like being disturbed when he plays chess, so he should go back to the hut first.Xiao Xianweng just thought so——

Suddenly, there were traces of fluctuations in the enchantment outside - someone is coming!
Immeasurable Immortal's white eyebrows were slightly frowned, small somersault clouds flew up, and flew out.

After a while, he flew back in a hurry, with a slightly flustered look on his face, and said in a low voice, "Master, Mo Wen is here!"

Wufeng Immortal Venerable frowned when he heard the words, put down the chess pieces in his hand, and asked in a nice voice: "Is he alone? Or a group of people following?"

Immortal Wuliang replied: "Only his personal bodyguard - Mo Ni."

Wufeng Xianzun had a cold face, put his big white hands on the stone table, slowly clenched into fists, but slowly released them.

"Let them in."

There has been no news from there. He has been waiting for several days, but there is still no news.But they can't take the initiative to go out, let alone inquire about it, or they will startle the snake.

Immeasurable Immortal frowned, muttered a few times, his face full of reluctance.

There must be nothing wrong with that guy as soon as he comes to the door.Didn't it mean that he went back to the Heavenly Palace?Why are you free!
It's only been a few days since he and his master quietly returned to Xiaoling Mountain. The two of them hid in Xiaoling Mountain, and no news spread out, let alone contact with anyone.That hypocritical guy actually knows!

Thinking of his hypocritical and disgusting face, Immortal Immeasurable was full of anger!
Wufeng Xianzun glanced at him, and said in a bad mood: "How did my teacher teach you, don't write your feelings on your face at will, even in your eyes! Don't forget, your teacher is still in his hands Above all, you have to be careful with everything.”

"In this regard, you are much worse than Wu Chen and Xiao Shi'er! They can deal with him quietly, and even drink tea and eat and chat together. Happiness is invisible, anger is invisible, if you If you can't figure out this truth at a very old age, then your life will be in vain!"

Immortal Wuliang bowed his head in grievance, and replied in a low voice: "Teacher... I know I was wrong, I will definitely learn a lot from Wuchen disciple and Xuanshi's obedient disciple in the future."

Wufeng Xianzun glared at him, and snorted: "Remember your heart."

After a pause, he gestured outside and said, "Go out and invite them in. Don't make him suspicious for too long."

The little somersault cloud hurriedly flew outside.

After a while, Immeasurable Immortal led Mo Wen and Mo Ni and flew in together.

Mo Wen was dressed in a golden robe, dignified and generous, smiling and chatting with countless immortals, while Mo Ni kept his cold face, bowed his head and stood by his side.

Immortal Wuliang pointed at Wufeng Immortal Venerable who was leisurely playing chess in front of the hut, and said with a gentle smile, "Master, he is playing chess alone."

Mo Wen looked sideways, and saw the green robed man's back was as handsome as the wind, elegant and cold, tall and straight as a pine.His long black hair fluttered, but his tall and straight body remained motionless, as steady as a mountain.That back figure is so familiar and so clear - it makes his heart tremble!
Once upon a time, he was sitting outside the gazebo like this, playing chess and drinking tea elegantly by himself, his black hair fluttering, and his back handsome, like a beautiful landscape painting.

His heart was beating wildly, his eyes were gluey, and he was staring at the familiar cold figure, with an inexplicable expression on his face.

Immortal Wuliang flew forward, cupped his hands and said to Wufeng Immortal Venerable: "Master, the barrier outside was loose just now, so it turned out that the Emperor has come. Disciple, go inside and make tea."

Wufeng Immortal Venerable slowly put down the chess piece in his hand, raised his head to look at Xiao Xianweng, and gave a soft "hmm".

The little somersault cloud flew into the hut.

Mo Wen stepped forward, lifted his clothes and sat on the stone bench opposite Wufeng Immortal Venerable, and said with a smile, "It's been a long time since I played chess with you...it's been 10,000+ years!"

Wufeng Jun's face was slightly cold, he glanced at him, and continued to look at the chessboard.

Mo Wen squinted his eyes and murmured: "I remember that we always played chess in the gazebo of the Tiangong Imperial Garden, and occasionally a game of chess would take three or four days. You and I chatted, chatted, and sipped tea while playing chess. From time to time concentrating on contemplation, from time to time fighting and scrambling, sometimes as gentle and gentle as the wind, and sometimes like a gust of wind... When you play chess, you are just like your own people."

Wufeng Xianzun didn't raise his head, just kept staring at the chessboard, and said gracefully: "Chess quality is like character, and the style of playing chess is also the style of a person. Whatever your mind is, you can show it to a certain extent."

Mo Wen listened, stared at him thoughtfully, nodded slowly and replied: "Yes, what a person does and how he does it is the embodiment of his character and style."

After a pause, he reached forward, picked up a chess box in front of Wufeng, placed it directly in front of himself, picked up a chess piece, and gently put it down.

Wufeng Xianzun glanced at him, did not speak, and continued to play chess with his head down.

Neither of the two spoke again, one black and one white, walking on the chessboard, if not for the faint breathing of each other and the faint sound of birdsong outside, everything would be so quiet.

Immeasurable Immortal flew out of the hut, looked at them playing chess, his eyes moved slightly, and after putting down the tea, he flew back to the hut without bothering them.

Mo Ni stood in the corner, like an invisible person, motionless, his breath was silent, as if he didn't exist.

Mo Wen didn't put down the last chess piece until the west of the sunset, and said, "I won." He spoke slowly, with an inscrutable smile on his lips.

Wufeng Immortal Venerable was neither annoyed nor angry, his eyes were as flat as water, and he gave a soft "hmm", and his eyelids drooped.

Mo Wenya stood up elegantly, and said with a smile: "I heard from Immeasurable Immortal earlier that your trip to the wilderness went well, so I am relieved. I'd better come and see for myself, so that I can feel more at ease."

Wufeng Xianzun didn't speak, his handsome face was cold.

Mo Wen turned around and stepped forward——

"Is my wife's eye disease better?" Wufeng asked.

Mo Wen stopped, but didn't answer. After a while, he let out a soft "hmm" and flew out.

When Mo Ni saw his master flying away, he also flew up and followed behind.

"Master, is he pretending to be garlic?"

"No, he is a frank person. Besides, he still has anger and resentment towards me. I knew it when he played chess."

Mo Ni thought for a while, then asked coldly, "Who could that be? Xuan Wuchen?"

Mo Wen shook his head lightly, and replied, "It's not like...the other group of people, who exactly are they?"

"Master, what shall we do next?"

"Don't be impatient, just wait and see what happens."

A few days later, the Immortal Shuiyunjian of Yunmeng Valley went to the fairy caves in person and presented the "Yunwu Fruit" in Yunmeng Valley that had only matured for 1000 years.

Today, he brought a basket of Yunwu fruits to the foot of Xiaoling Mountain.

(End of this chapter)