Chapter 1144

Junshan Daozu of the Yang family in Xishan loves playing chess, which is not a secret in the cultivation world, but few people know that the reason why he loves playing chess is to deduce the way of array.

However, with Yang Junshan's transcendent position in the Yang family, only the first reason is enough for the Yang family to act from top to bottom.

There are many people in the Yang family who love playing chess, and there are more people who can play chess. Even there are some chess competitions in the Yang family. It is said that they are organized by some elder friars who like playing chess, and the rewards for winning are good, which makes many Yang children flock to playing chess.

"But my son's chess skills are very good. He once played a game of chess better than a martial arts monk in the family." Yang Lijun praised his son after scolding his son.

Yang Junshan was stunned when he heard the speech. A very important point in playing chess is to ask the chess player to calculate the depth of the road. Because the martial arts monk opened his spiritual knowledge, he has a natural advantage in the calculation of the chess road. It's Fair for a child to be a genius in chess and win some mortal experts. But it's really interesting if even martial arts monks who are good at chess can win.

A neighbor who knew the truth immediately laughed and said, "your boy is good at playing chess, but he is basically gambling on chess. How many stone coins did he win from our children by virtue of his high chess skills?"

"That's right. Did you win Yang Liqin's chess game because he was drunk?"

"Ha, it's said that your boy's fifteen stone coins bet on Yang Liqin's fifteen jade coins in that chess game, which made him win at once. LIULANG, your cultivation has been promoted to the fifth place in mortal territory recently. Did you get the benefit of your boy's fifteen jade coins?"

Yang Lijun blushed and said, "you are all farting. Yang Liqin is not drunk."

The crowd laughed again when they heard the speech. Yang Lijun just said that Yang Liqin was not drunk, but he didn't dare to say that his cultivation improvement was not related to the fifteen jade coins won by his son. Where can we not hear it?

As for his repeated saying that Yang Liqin was not drunk, others did not believe it. Even if they were not monks, they were mortals closely related to monks. They might not have enough knowledge, but they were no strangers to cultivation. No one believed that an eight or nine year old child could win a martial arts monk who opened his spiritual knowledge.

Yang Lijun may not be able to see it, but Yang Junshan's eyes have passed through the bustling people in the square. He saw that on a grinding table in the distance, several children were gathering together to play chess. One of the children had big ears and a third of his face was simple and honest, but his eyes were very divine, while a teenager sitting opposite him scratched his ears and looked angry, Several companions watching chess around are mostly chirping in the boy's ears and giving all kinds of ideas.

"Ah, this time, it's Qin Yan's uncle's turn to be the master of the family mission hall!"

Yang Lijun's light cry attracted Yang Junshan's attention again.

When Yang Junshan looked up, he saw several monks dressed in the clothes of family elite disciples and core disciples coming out of the central platform of the square. The first one he knew was Yang qincong, who had achieved real life cultivation. He had been recuperating in the family before. Now it seems that he is alone in the mission hall.

The monk in his thirties behind him made Yang Junshan look familiar. For a moment, he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

However, with Yang Lijun's soft cry, many parents waiting to test their psychic orifices talked one after another.

"Why, do you have any opinion about this friar Yang Qinyan becoming the child's master?" Yang Junshan asked curiously.

Yang Lijun looked a little complicated and said, "there's no opinion, but the reputation of this clan uncle among several masters of the family Chuangong hall is a little complicated."

"Oh, this reputation is either good or bad. How can it be complicated?" Yang Junshan immediately raised some interest.

Yang Lijun explained: "this clan uncle has served as a master in the Chuangong hall over the years. The proportion of his disciples who have become elite disciples of the family is almost the highest."

Yang Junshan smelled the speech and said, "eh, this is not very good. It shows that the professor and disciple still have a set."

Yang Lijun shook his head and said, "if only that. Over the years, the clan uncle has served as a master, and there are at least more than 20 elite disciples under him, but there is not even one core disciple among these disciples!"

Yang Junshan was stunned and said, "there's nothing fishy about it. Does it mean that this has offended any senior level of the family and brought disaster to his disciples?"

Yang Lijun was stunned and said: "I haven't heard of this, but there was a rumor in the family Chuangong hall that this clan uncle was good at training those disciples with dull qualifications. He often trained some disciples who were not very promising into unexpected elite disciples, but those disciples with outstanding qualifications and good understanding lost their original spirituality after being trained by him for two years. This is the truth In this way, the Chuangong hall has a saying that uncle Qinyan is not good at teaching talented disciples. "

This time, even Yang Junshan didn't know what to say.

"In fact, this clan uncle had a great time in the family!" Yang Lijun sighed.

"Oh, what do you say?" Yang Junshan asked casually.

"It is said that the clan uncle ranked first among the elite disciples of the family and became the core disciple of the family. For a time, he was very popular. Do you know who was behind him?" Yang Lijun asked people to answer quickly.

Yang Junshan naturally won't disappoint people and said, "who?"

Yang Lijun said "Hey" and said: "in that elite competition, Feng Yuankun ranked second. His teacher was the family elder Zhou Yi, who was a friar in Tiangang! Now Feng Yuankun is a friar in real life!"

"Oh!" of course Yang Junshan knows Feng Yuankun.

"But do you know who is third?"

This time, Yang Lijun didn't use Yang Junshan to pick up the conversation. He said directly, "it scares you to death!"

"The person in the third place is Su Chang'an. He is the first disciple of the old ancestor of the family, Junshan Daozu. Now he is a friar in Huagang territory!"

Yang Lijun ignored Yang Junshan's look and said excitedly: "Think about what kind of existence were those who were pushed behind by martial uncle Qinyan in those years? But now people are in the advanced real world one by one, or put outside as the head of the town, but he still stays in the Chuangong hall as a small master. Even those same generation monks who entered the tool refining hall, the symbol making hall and the alchemy room are much better than him."

"Later, it was said that uncle Qinyan was able to get the first place among elite disciples not because of his high qualification, but because he was the oldest and had the longest cultivation time. Even if he later became a core disciple, he was soon left behind by others. Among monks of the same age, he has always been the bottom, even the fourth most important cultivation in the martial arts world For, he entered the bottleneck two years ago and never broke through to the great perfection. Many people say that his achievements in his life are like this. He is also a stupid disciple taught by stupid people in the Chuangong hall. If he can not teach some elite disciples, I'm afraid he can't even occupy the position of the master of the Chuangong hall. "

Yang Junshan nodded and looked over the people in the square and landed on the younger disciple who did leave some impression on him. I remember that he had a magic weapon called "Xiaoxishan seal".

Yang Lijun said "Hey" and said: "What do you want to do? My boy hasn't even tested the fairy orifices. Who knows what qualifications he is? My family has calculated from my grandfather that he has fourth-class and fifth-class qualifications, and the location of the fairy orifices is not very good. It's good for my boy to have fairy orifices. Can he still test the first-class and second-class qualifications, or the fairy orifices appear in the five zang organs and six Zang organs What's the important position of Fu organs? "

At this time, Yang Junshan smiled and said, "brother Yang, you're on your team first. To tell you the truth, I'm also a good chess player. I've just heard from you, but I can't help feeling itchy. There are several chessboards on the grinding table over there. I'll have a good time first."

Yang Junshan raised his feet and left. Behind him came Yang Lijun's voice: "brother Yang, don't gamble with the children!"

Yang Xuanji picked up the pieces from the pitted chessboard and picked up the five stone coins thrown down by the chess loser on the opposite side. Just now a game of chess slaughtered the dragon too quickly. The man on the opposite side was in a hurry, smashed more than a dozen pieces with a slap, and the chessboard was damaged.

In the past two years, half of the reason why he gambled with people in chess is that the damage rate of the chessboard is too high. In the past two years, he rose too fast. He often killed people in the middle of the game, which inevitably makes people look ugly. It's very common to crush several pieces and press them on the chessboard when picking them. However, obviously playing chess is a very pleasant and fairy thing However, this group of people tossed one by one, leaving only a group of anger.

When he had just cleaned up the chessboard, a figure had sat opposite him.

Yang Xuanji didn't lift his eyelids, and said, "if you want to follow me, a plate of five stone coins for the same family and ten stone coins for the people with a foreign surname."

Yang Junshan was slightly stunned, but even if he was a little embarrassed: Shi coin? How could he have that kind of thing on him.

Yang Xuanji didn't hear the response from the person opposite. He couldn't help looking up. He saw that he was a young man in his twenties. He was stunned. Then he looked a little more and said, "martial arts? Then ten jade coins. First, if you have spiritual knowledge and take advantage of it, I'll only give you ten stone coins if you lose."

Yang Junshan was still embarrassed, and there seemed to be no jade coins on him.

Shenzhi planed several times in the storage ring, his eyes finally brightened and said, "well, look at your chess board is so damaged and so many pieces are broken. If you can win me, how about I give you a good chess board and two cans of chess pieces?"

Seeing Yang Xuanji's suspicious eyes, Yang Junshan added: "it must be much stronger than your set. It won't break in a mess after a few games of chess."

Yang Xuanji glanced at him, picked up a sunspot and fell on the chessboard. He said, "you have spiritual knowledge and are older than me. You have to let me go first!"

The test of xianlingqiao in the square has begun. Although there are three arrays to test xianlingqiao, perhaps because of the host, the test process is not fast and slow, but the parents waiting in line behind are not in a hurry. Who doesn't want their children to stay a little longer in the test array, What's more, Yang Qinyan, who presided over the test, is famous for his slowness and delicacy.

When it was Yang Xuanji's turn, he heard Yang Liqin shouting at Dasheng on the other side of the square that he should take the test as soon as possible.

At this time, Yang Junshan looked at Yang Xuanji, who was sweating in front of him and holding several sunspots tightly in his hand.

"It's Dragon killing in the middle dish again. It's strange. How can it be dragon killing in the middle dish again, and it's the same every time. What's wrong?"

Yang Junshan reached out and brushed on the chessboard, and the chess path on it was in a mess.

"What are you doing!"

Yang Xuanji was so angry that he stretched out his hand to pull Yang Junshan's hand, but where could he pull it? He could only stare at Yang Junshan angrily.

"Child, it's time for you to test the fairy's orifices." Yang Junshan said in a warm voice.

Yang Xuanji looked at the chessboard in front of him, then turned his head and looked at Yang Lijun, who was already anxious on the other side. There was a color of nostalgia in his eyes, but he still counted the stone coins from the pocket around his waist.

In a short time, he played three chess games with Yang Junshan. In each game, he was slaughtered and lost miserably. But every time, he felt helpless and could only sit back and watch himself go the old way.

You know, even when he usually wins a big game of chess with others, he can't finish three games of chess in such a short time, which can only show that the gap between himself and the opposite person is too big. He even thought to himself that it's impossible for him to win.

When Yang Xuanji offered the thirty stone coins he had won in the past two days, he couldn't even care about his heartache. Now his mind was full of the three chess games that had just been abused by the other party, and the whole person even seemed a little out of his mind.

Yang Junshan collected thirty stone coins, looked at the chessboard with several more pits and several pieces that were broken, and then took out a bluestone chessboard and two cans of black and white chesspieces from his sleeve, saying, "so, boy, give it to you."

Yang Xuanji's eyes were scattered. Obviously, he was still in a state of uncertainty, but he instinctively shook his head and said, "I lost chess. There's no reason to want your chessboard again."

Yang Junshan lost his smile and lifted the board he had just played chess. The board suddenly fell apart and said, "look, your board has already broken. I've compensated you for this. Your father has been in a hurry. Go quickly. By the way, remember to play a game of chess with your master at that time. You must remember!"

"Oh," Yang Xuanji answered unconsciously. Turning around, he saw that his father was in a hurry. He directly held the chessboard and walked to the square and said, "I know, thank you!"