Chapter 185 Master

The scenery of the north is frozen for thousands of miles.

Compared with the north, the primary feature is the severe cold, which makes people have infinite admiration and stop at the same time. The north is divided into the northeast and the northwest. Most people are familiar with the north. In the impression, it seems that there is only one in the northeast, and the northwest becomes too mysterious, so it is little known. The western region feels like a barren mountain, but there are also paradises in the barren mountains.

A mountain range close to Tibet has an average altitude of more than 3,000 meters. From the foot of the mountain to the peak, you can only see that the mountainside is covered with white armored snow, but the top of the mountain is shrouded in a vast white cloud. Because it is a mountain, a series of peaks are closely connected. From a distance, the mountainside is endless. The dazzling snow-white makes people's eyes avoid the sharpness. At this time, there is quite the artistic conception of "looking horizontally as a peak on the side of the mountain, and the high and low is different from far and near", which can be regarded as a unique scenery in the northwest.

The peaks that look more and more blurred in the clouds and fog may be speculated to be covered with snow all year round, and thousands of people will disappear. On the peaks covered by natural clouds, there is a green. From the mountainside to the top of the mountain, it is all emerald green. In the eyes of ordinary people, they will judge that the top of the mountain is a piece of ice according to the snow white seen on the mountainside, but the facts are obviously very different. There is not only no hard ice at the top of the mountain, but also a lot of vitality.

All kinds of pavilions are built on the mysterious peaks, carved columns and jade, tossing and turning back, and several big trees set off around the pavilions, winding winding, adding a unique flavor. Several naked-eye ladders surrounded the mountain peaks and went straight to the mountainside. From time to time, there was a burst of silver bell-like laughter in the exquisite attic attic at the top of the peak. In the rest of the peaks, there was a faint shout, and there were a large number of people. A group of mysterious peaks that seemed to be almost impossible to have popularity were mysterious and full of inspiration!

There are two legendary oriental glazed worlds, one is Emei and the other is Kunlun.

Except for this place, there is absolutely no second place in the northwest that can be compared with this place, and the answer is ready to come out.

Here, a sect with a history of thousands of years has survived.

Its name is Kunlun.

On the platform of Kunlun, a young man in his early twenties was sitting on a stone table and staring at a table of chess on the stone table. Although his eyes were on the chess table, his mind did not seem to be on the chess table. He smiled and took a step out of chess, and then looked at the person sitting opposite the chess table.

Sitting opposite the chess table is a man who is about 40 years old. He is wearing a rare long gown. His long dark hair is pulled up and his shawl falls down. It is rare that the man has a few inches of beard on his chin, and the color of the beard is actually white, which looks like the legend that it often flows. Taoist priests in everyone's alleys. Usually, the Taoist priest holding the secret book looks like a fairy, that is, he is almost the same as the man sitting opposite the young man.

"Big boss, is it true that you said that you can leave if you win this game of chess?" The young man rubbed his hands and laughed. In fact, the peaks surrounded by white snow are not as cold as the mountainside. Perhaps it is the particularity of the location that makes this peak like spring all year round.

"As long as you put the pieces you just secretly took from the chessboard back in place, it's true." The middle-aged man who closed his eyes said slowly, piercing the evil in the young man's heart. The legs are cross-legged on the stool, and the hands are placed on the cross-legged knees respectively, and the breath is evenly adjusted, one by one, which seems to be an extremely smart way to maintain health.

"Hey hey, this is also seen by the boss." The young man with an unchanged face scratched his head and smiled, so he put a "horse" in his hand on the chessboard. After several moves of cloth chess, the "horse" never dropped a chess piece in the original position, and it would not disturb the original order.

"Ma Er Jin San." When the young man put the horse in his hand on the original chessboard, the man who closed his eyes and meditated said that he was playing blind chess with the young man. The so-called blind chess is that there is no need to use the pieces on the chessboard manually. The chess score exists in his heart. Which step to take depends on terms to command. People with insufficient memory and strategy cannot learn to play blind chess. If you play chess, as long as you have every step in your heart, you won't care about the chessboard.

"Haha, will our army? Put our army...!" The young man's smiling face stopped his previous full of confidence and changed into a dull expression. For a while, he could not accept this fact, because he paid attention to this pawn very early. At that time, the general was impossible at all, but now the situation has changed, which is completely different from the previous situation when he jumped. " Obviously, it was not like this just now. You must have done something!"

The meditator opened his eyes and looked at the chessboard on the table with a blank face. He got up and walked to the ancestral hall in the distance. He was too lazy to look at the young man behind him. He was used to this boy for so many years, and his patience and other things had been flattened.

When the man walked into the ancestral hall, the young man stopped the trend of shouting. With such a loud voice, the big trees above the platform buzzed and spread around. It was difficult for the rest of the peaks to hear. It's just that there is no reply from anyone around. Most of the people who hear the movement here are used to the young man's shouting and dare to be angry and dare not say anything.

The young man's name is Jun Yifeng.

The middle-aged man who just played chess with Jun Yifeng has an unusual identity.

He is the head of this generation of Kunlun.

Carefully recalling the scene of falling when he was playing chess just now, Jun Yifeng, who had an extraordinary memory, was able to deal with such a small matter. One step of defeat began with the "horse" just now, so Jun Yifeng began to recall from the horse and was led away step by step. In the dark, the master who played chess with him did not send a chess. The son entered the area around the "horse", but deliberately lured his chess pieces to separate. Then when the horse was put back on the chessboard, Jun Yifeng did not pay attention to it, but later the general asked him to lose directly.

"Daily, such despicable means have come out!"

The indignant Jun Yifeng finally figured out that from the moment he stole chess, he fell into the trap of the other party and calculated step by step. The fault was that he should not take the initiative to provoke the incident. However, if he did not open his mouth to talk about that matter, it was meaningless to play chess. In this way, he fell into a passive situation. He had to obediently step into the pit set by the other party and jump in. Jun Yifeng's chess skills have been influenced by Ye Hetu since childhood, and Ye Hetu's chess skills come from the old man in the mountains behind Kunlun, so Jun Yifeng's chess skills are far better than those of ordinary peers. However, in this game of chess, he didn't want to win at all at first. He just fell into the master's trap and was unhappy.

The generation of Kunlun leaders who walked into the ancestral hall first lit a few columns of incense and inserted them in the incense burner in the center of the ancestral hall. Then they looked up at the viewing platform in the distance. They couldn't help smiling, shook their heads helplessly, sighing, and seemed to have made a decision. When he came to the door of the ancestral hall, he opened his mouth and whispered, "Bad boy, come back to discuss things."

Jun Yifeng, who was still watching the autumn wind on the platform, heard the sound from the ancestral hall and looked at it casually. He didn't pay attention to it. By the way, he spit and said disdainfully, "I've always talk in this tone. I haven't been tired for more than ten years." 3

"If you don't come back, don't regret it." Seeing that no one agreed, a man named Lin Qingyun smiled and said that he would turn around and stretch out to the ancestral hall. Inside the ancestral hall is the Jingxin Pavilion. Once he goes to the Jingxin Pavilion, Jun Yifeng will not want to see anyone for three or two days. He has been dealing with Jun Yifeng for so many years. If he still can't figure it out now, he is not qualified to be a master.

Less than ten seconds after saying this sentence, there was a figure outside the ancestral hall. It was Jun Yifeng who came to the ancestral hall non-stop, who leaned against the doorrail breathlessly. It's more than a mile from the platform to the ancestral hall, and it takes ten seconds to walk a mile! What a terrible speed.

" boss, what can I do for you?" Jun Yifeng, who was very dog-legged, smiled and asked the master Lin Qingyun. While holding the doorrail, he smiled. In Kunlun, there were only two people who could make Jun Yifeng like this. After that person left, there was only one person in Kunlun who could let Jun Yifeng run desperately to slap him. Although the rest of the person was his master, at least it was In addition to the person who left two years ago, only Jun Yifeng dared to talk to Lin Jingyun without hesitation.

"I heard that you went to Qingxin Pavilion some time ago?" Lin Qingyun, who sat on the chair and stroked his beard, turned to Jun Yifeng and said softly. The smiling Jun Yifeng hurriedly came forward to pour water and served tea. He was very busy.

"I've been there once and visited Master Qingling. I haven't seen Master Qingling for a long time. Master Qingling's body is getting stronger and stronger. I guess I can live for more than ten years." Seeing the master's smiling eyes, Jun Yifeng hurriedly replied with a smile, regardless of whether there was anything wrong with his words.

"If my sister hears what you said now, I guess she will come directly to me to kill people." After taking a sip of hot tea, Lin Qingyun, who almost spewed out, said angrily.

"Big boss, you must protect me then!" Pretating to be full of tears, Jun Yifeng quickly admitted his mistake and realized that he was faster than ever. If you don't know what Jun Yifeng has done in Kunlun, at least he will think he is a good person.

"Let your son of a bitch be angry. I'm afraid I'll die in less than ten years!" He put down the teacup heavily. Lin Qingyun, who was in a good mood, made Jun Yifeng angry. Even if his cultivation was no matter how high he was, he couldn't help it. If other disciples in Kunlun knew that the head, who was usually highly valued and smiling, was like this, he would be shocked.

(Explain yesterday's break update and today's update. After reading this chapter, everyone should also understand something. The next plot was originally Peking University, but for me, who has never been to Peking University or known Peking University, it is very difficult. I wrote something yesterday and today. I am completely dissatisfied and dare not like it. I wrote it like that before, so I deleted it and wrote it in Northwest Kunlun. I didn't ask for a monthly ticket. If you feel satisfied, please support it. I will print the collected information of Peking University tomorrow and insist on completing the book with a serious attitude. It will break out after it is stable.)