Zongwu: Wang Yuyan refuses marriage and forces Li Qingluo to marry

"A new title is awarded: 'Chess Master'."

The next moment, a vast amount of memories emerged in Wei Wu's mind, covering the origins, rules, and playing methods of various chess games...

As the saying goes, practice makes perfect, and this is not his first experience.

Moreover, this memory seemed to be innate to him. Wei Wu did not feel any rejection or discomfort at all. In the blink of an eye, he completely absorbed and integrated all the memories.

After becoming a chess saint, Wei Wu reviewed the Zhenlong chess game in his mind again, and without much thinking, he came up with three other different ways to crack it.

The chess master is awesome!

To be honored as a "saint" means that one has taken a path to the extreme, reached the pinnacle, and is unprecedented in history.

The Zhenlong chess game had been solved and the reward had been obtained, so Wei Wu no longer had to worry about how to crack it.

Cracking the Zhenlong chess game is the goal, and the method of cracking it is the means.

No matter what means are used, whether they are clever or crude, as long as the goal is achieved, it's fine.

With the previous experience of the Beiming Divine Art Secret Book, Wei Wu did not take away the stone table and chess pieces, but instead rearranged the exquisite chessboard.

Even the dust on it was restored.

He looked at the stone bed and an idea suddenly popped into his mind.

"If I lie down on this bed, will it trigger the system function and reward me with a new identity of 'Bed Saint'?"

Wei Wu did what he said, and even if the system function was not triggered, there was no loss.

After dusting off the stone bed, Wei Wu lay down on it.

After a cup of tea, Wei Wu smiled bitterly and got up from the stone bed. The system did not respond at all.

"Don't be too greedy! Be contented!"

Wei Wu sighed and walked towards the moon-shaped door at the end of the bed.

There are four characters "Langhuan Blessed Land" engraved on the stone wall next to the door.

These four characters were written with an iron pen and silver hooks, with majestic and powerful strokes. They are as elegant as rolling clouds and as agile as a dragon leaping into the sky. The handwriting is extraordinary and elegant. The person who wrote it absolutely deserves the praise of "calligraphy master".

Looking at the width, depth and shallowness of the handwriting, it is exactly the same as the vertical lines on the chessboard, so we can know that this word was written by Wuyazi.

Wei Wu had been there several times. Langhuan Blessed Land was his blessed land, so after seeing the four words "Langhuan Blessed Land", he felt an inexplicable sense of closeness in his heart.

He stretched out his index finger, placed it on the word "Lang", and began to copy it.

Just as he finished copying the last stroke of the word "地", the sweet electronic synthesized sound rang out again.

"Ding!"

"The lucky draw function is activated!"

"Copy 'Langhuan Blessed Land', congratulations to the host for winning a chance to draw a prize."

Wei Wu was overjoyed when he heard this, and said excitedly: "Langhuan Blessed Land is really my blessed land!"

The next moment, a colorful, yet high-end and classy lottery turntable appeared in his mind.

“Will you draw a lottery?”

"lottery!"

"The lottery begins..."

The turntable began to spin slowly, then faster and faster, until finally the images on it merged into one, becoming blurry and nothing could be seen.

Wei Wu said softly: "Signing in beside the guqin gave him the status of a music saint, cracking the Zhenlong chess game gave him the status of a chess saint, and copying the Langhuan blessed land will most likely give him the status of a calligraphy saint.

The calligraphy master is an excellent writer, but with my charm, I don’t need to write love letters to beautiful women!

If I just beckon my finger, which beautiful lady would not offer herself to me?

Not much use!

But I am not picky, I just want to be content with what I have and take whatever is given to me.”

Just then, the turntable slowed down and slowly stopped.

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the new identity of "Painting Saint"."

“Painting Saint: Grants the host the ultimate painting skills, mastering all painting techniques and methods in the world.

With a flick of his hand, the painting comes to life, and between the dots on the screen, the flies and insects come alive; the landscapes and figures he depicts are even more vivid, making people feel as if they are in the scene. "

"The Saint of Painting?"

Wei Wu was a little confused and muttered, "The system doesn't play by the rules!

Music, chess, calligraphy and painting, according to this order, the reward should obviously be to the Saint of Calligraphy.

If you don’t want to follow the routine, then don’t follow the routine. Compared with the calligraphy saint and the painting saint, I feel that the painting saint is more useful!"

Having said that, Wei Wu rubbed his hands and smiled meaningfully.

Why is painting a saint more useful?

Because he can draw all the comics he has read before and enjoy them slowly in his spare time.

What a beautiful world, what a secret, what a note, what a healthy practice...

These classic comics must be reviewed frequently.

Review the past to learn new things!

Just as Wei Wu was daydreaming, a huge amount of memories emerged in his mind.

Painting skills, painting methods, light, color...

Of course, he didn't feel any discomfort. It was like recovering lost memories. He completely absorbed and integrated the memories in the blink of an eye.

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Chapter 42: Waves of variety and style

"We'll talk about the comics later. I'm going to take a look at the Langhuan Blessed Land first."

Wei Wu temporarily dismissed the images of Team Leader Mei Ting and Aunt Mei Jing from his mind, then walked into the Langhuan Blessed Land and looked around.

Langhuan Blessed Land is an extremely spacious natural stone cave, unlike the stone chambers and stone steps outside which are all artificially excavated.

Although the space inside the cave is large, the area where people can move freely is relatively limited.

Because rows of neatly arranged bookshelves have taken up two-thirds of the space.

But the bookshelves were empty, without a single book.

Li Qingluo moved all the secret books here back to Mantuo Villa and placed them in the Langhuan Jade Cave.

Although the secret books have been moved out, the labels on the bookshelf are still there.

The classification of secret books in Langhuan Blessed Land is very different from that in Langhuan Jade Cave.

The Langhuan Jade Cave was classified according to internal strength, swordsmanship, knife skills... and other types of martial arts, but here they are classified according to sects.

What about Shaolin Sect, Kunlun Sect, Qingcheng Sect, Penglai Sect, Beggars' Sect, Dali Duan Clan...

Some sects’ signature slips not only have the sect’s name, but also notes.

For example, the Shaolin sect notes "missing Yi Jin Jing", the Beggars' Sect notes "missing Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms", and the Dali Duan clan notes "missing Yi Yang Finger and Six Meridians Divine Sword"...

When Wei Wu saw these notes, he couldn't help but grin and said softly, "My father-in-law is quite boastful!

If others don’t know, don’t I know?

I have read all the secrets that Luo brought back!

The Shaolin School not only lacks the Yi Jin Jing, but also the 72 unique skills.

The Beggars' Sect only said that they lacked the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, as if they did not lack the Dog Beating Stick Technique.

In fact, the Dog Beating Stick Technique does exist, but it is only a fragment. Together with the fragments of the Dog Beating Stick Technique in Shi Shui Pavilion, they cannot make up even half of the complete Dog Beating Stick Technique.

The Dali Duan Clan not only lacks the One Finger Zen and the Six Meridians Divine Sword, but also the Tianlong Temple's Withered and Flourishing Zen Technique."

Jiumozhi said it very clearly at the Tianlong Temple in Dali that the 72 unique skills and the methods to crack the spells in his hands were all given to him by Murong Bo.

However, Wei Wu read all the secret books in the Shi Shui Pavilion, but did not find any of the seventy-two unique skills.

At that time, Wei Wu had a vague feeling that there must be a big secret hidden in this, so after returning to Mantuo Villa, he arranged for people to secretly investigate the matter.

Unfortunately, no news came until he left Mount Mantuo.

These things happened more than ten years ago, or even longer ago, so it's normal that nothing can be found out for the time being.

Just be patient.

Having also checked in at the real Langhuan Blessed Land, Wei Wu walked out of the Langhuan Blessed Land and returned to the stone chamber.

On the other side of the stone chamber, there is a sloping stone staircase leading upward.

Wei Wu knew that this stone staircase was the exit of Langhuan Blessed Land, so he walked up the stairs.

After turning three corners and walking up 108 steps, Wei Wu heard the rumbling sound of flowing water coming from the distance.

After walking up another 252 steps, we reached the end of the stairs.

A faint light shone through from the front, and the sound of flowing water became like thunder, deafening.

Wei Wu stopped and looked at the light ahead, and said with emotion: "There are 360 ​​steps in total, which is the same as the number of the Zhoutian.

It seems that my father-in-law is not only good at picking up girls, but he must also have a deep understanding of Feng Shui!

Otherwise, it would be impossible to design a plan to reach the exit after walking up 360 steps.

Moreover, we turned three times just now, and each time we had to walk up thirty-six steps before turning, not one more, not one less.

Detail freak! "

After sighing, Wei Wu came to the entrance of the cave.

The entrance to the cave was quite narrow, and he needed to bend down slightly to be able to stick his head out.

Wei Wu looked out of the cave entrance and the scene before him was exactly the same as described in the original book.

Below was a river with fast-flowing water and turbulent waves, and the entrance to the cave was located on a cliff, more than ten feet above the river surface below.

No matter how abundant the water volume of the river is, it is impossible for it to reach the cave.

If an ordinary person wants to climb down a cliff that is more than ten meters high, even if the cliff is not very steep, it will still take some effort to get down to the river bank.

This difficulty is insignificant to Wei Wu.

He dared to jump off cliffs hundreds of feet high. A height of more than ten feet was just a drizzle to him and was not worth mentioning.

He just lightly tapped his toes, and his whole body rose into the air like a light wild goose, and then landed steadily on a huge rock beside the river bank, graceful and elegant.

Looking at the fast-flowing water and the turbulent waves on the river, Wei Wu became playful. He moved his body and flew up, rushing towards the center of the river.

On the surface of the river, huge waves rolled, one after another, roaring like giant beasts.

Wei Wu landed on the wave as lightly as a feather, and with a touch of his toes, like a dragonfly skimming the water, he leaped lightly to the next wave.

The surging waves, one after another, seemed to be doing their best to carry Wei Wu forward.

In the turbulent river, Wei Wu ran as if he were walking on flat ground, as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye he ran more than ten miles.

Although Wei Wu was not as extreme as the Moon Worshiper who stepped on the waves directly under his feet, he also rode wave after wave in many ways and with great style.

After having fun, Wei Wu flew ashore, his white clothes were as white as snow, his silk silk fluttered in the wind, his sleeves fluttered, and he was not wet at all.

If someone saw this scene, they would think that the little white dragon in the river was attracted by the worldly life and went ashore to play.

Just as Wei Wu was about to return the same way, he discovered a path winding along the river.

"Could this be the path that leads to the Good Man's Ferry iron chain bridge?"

A golden light flashed in Wei Wu's eyes, and he opened his golden pupil and looked towards the downstream of the river with his clairvoyance.

Sure enough, about thirty or forty miles downstream, we saw a simple iron chain bridge.

"After crossing the iron chain bridge, we will soon reach the Wanjie Valley. Why don't we go and see how the Wanjie Valley hides its secrets?"

Wei Wu did not take the path, but flew up again, stepped on the waves, and floated downstream.

The distance was thirty or forty miles, and Wei Wu could run at full speed in just a cup of tea.