The next day...
When the first ray of light in the morning fell, the people on the couch slowly woke up, and the aroma of tea, accompanied by the sound of swords breaking through the air, came in from the window.
"call--"
With a breath of turbid breath exhaled, Lin Chongyang's condition returned to its best, and he felt relaxed all over, as if a heavy shackles had been removed.
Of course, this is just an illusion, because that is the path he has taken, a true life experience, and an indispensable part of him.
Facing it calmly is a matter of course for him. Since he has chosen to take this path, these "sufferings" are what he should experience.
"The most important thing for a person is self-knowledge, and the most important thing is self-control."
With a sigh, Lin Chongyang stood up and put on his boots, got off the bed and stretched.
Suddenly, an extremely strange trembling sound sounded, like the thunder god beating the drum, like the pulsation of the earth, and like the rushing and rolling of a river. It was not until he relaxed again that he regained his calm.
After washing up, Lin Chongyang tied up his hair again and opened the door.
In the courtyard, a figure was dancing with a sword. When he saw the person coming out of the room, he did not stop moving.
People who walked out of the room and walked to the front of the eucalyptus saw the first red fire and the refreshing fragrance of tea lingering, making people feel refreshed.
First, he added incense to the Boshan stove on the eucalyptus, and then ignited it. The light smoke of birds floated out from the stove and flowed on the stove body, covering the mountains with a layer of mist, which transformed under the morning light. It becomes hazy, like a fairyland.
Sitting in front of the eucalyptus and drinking a cup of hot tea, Lin Chongyang weathered the pine trees and began to adjust the strings.
The sea of clouds is vast, the white clouds are gray, the string songs and the sword dance complement each other, starting a peaceful and soothing day.
...Two quarters of an hour later, the piano stopped and the sword stopped...
After returning the Tairuoshan Sword to its sheath, Ji Wuxia looked at Lin Chongyang who had changed positions and started placing the chessboard, and asked:
"What are your plans for the future?"
Compared with last night, his mental state today seems to be much better, basically the same as usual.
"All the arrangements that need to be made were made yesterday. If nothing unexpected happens, I should be able to have some free time."
At the same time as he spoke, Lin Chongyang had already placed the chessboard and then made a gesture of invitation.
After sitting down, Ji Wuxia looked at the chessboard and considered it for a while, then dropped a sunspot and sighed:
"If everything in this world could be as clear-cut as this game of chess, maybe everything would become a lot simpler."
The white stone fell on the chessboard, and Lin Chongyang slowly spoke: "Dead things are always simpler than living things. Black and white can be distinguished on the chessboard, but it is always difficult to distinguish black and white in people's hearts.
For example, stereotypes are a huge mountain in people’s hearts, and even I can’t avoid them. "
The head of the Confucian sect generously admitted that prejudice and opposition, even at his level, are unavoidable human nature, but the manifestations are different from ordinary people.
"Different positions determine your own choices. However, as a chess player, you always have more choices."
Ji Wuxia borrowed objects to illustrate things and lost another piece. Her chess skills can only be considered average. After all, there is no hobby behind it, and she is not someone who likes to scheme.
"In terms of chess, I am far inferior to Zonghengzi. He regards chess as a profound art and is willing to spend his whole life studying it.
In order not to be compared by my disciples, I can only find another way and apply another theory. "
Lin Chongyang first laughed at himself. He really did not study the so-called chess skills and knowledge. Then he dropped the white piece and continued:
"The chess pieces, the players, and the bystanders all have their own helplessness.
The chess pieces cannot control their own actions and can only be manipulated by the players;
No matter how many thoughts the bystanders have, they cannot influence the chess players' decisions, let alone participate in the chess game;
Chess players seem to have freedom, but if they want to win, they still cannot break out of the stereotypes that have been established for many years. No matter how many choices they have, they are all within the scope allowed by the rules. "
Fighting continued on the chessboard. Looking at Heizi who was at a disadvantage, Ji Wuxia said helplessly:
"Dead things are not necessarily simpler than living things."
She was not a rare person who was forced into such a situation in her past life. The entertainment activities of the Confucian sect were not expensive, and she could not practice swordsmanship all day long. Naturally, she would be exposed to other things in her free time.
"People say that everything in the world is like a new chess game. However, there are only a handful of people who can overturn the chess board and make everything happen again."
With that said, Lin Chongyang quietly revealed a flaw, which brought Heizi, who was originally at a disadvantage, to a turning point.
Ji Wuxia did not continue to pay attention to the outcome of the chess game, and made his moves very casually:
"If this is the case, even if the chess player is changed, the relationship between him, the chess pieces and the bystanders will still be the same as before.
Essentially, nothing has changed by doing it all over again. "
What the two talked about was not so much about chess as it was about the current situation of their predicament and the limitations of the moment.
Rules include everyone, whether to choose to make subtle changes starting from the present, or to destroy everything and start over. These two seemingly different paths are closely related to the existence and destruction of the human world.
"Moreover, after the game is completed, there will inevitably be a winner or loser. Neither the player nor the people on the chessboard want to lose."
Although he said this, the movements of his hands were contrary to what he said. As the chess pieces continued to fight, the black piece was faintly tied.
Then, it happened.
"Oh? Then should you explain?" Ji Wuxia pointed to the white piece on the chessboard that was beginning to fall into a disadvantage, and his tone was a little subtle.
The last stone fell, and the black stone soared into the sky. It was unstoppable, and Lin Chongyang let it go in a blatant way:
"Between you and me, winning or losing has never been important."
As the words fell, with the addition of a little bit of true energy, the originally black and white chess pieces on the chessboard first turned into all black, then all white, and finally black and white were exchanged, and the outcome was reversed.
Ji Wuxia threw the chess pieces back into the chess box: "You have this time, why not play a few tricks with me."
"The metaphysical is called the Tao, and the metaphysical is called the weapon. With your current state, it doesn't make much sense to dismantle tricks and techniques."
Regarding this matter, Lin Chongyang naturally declined politely. After all, today is different from the past. Then the conversation changed:
"Why don't you first listen to what happened recently? After I went to the Valley of the Wind..."
What he said at this time was much more detailed than what he said yesterday in the Supreme Hall of Haozheng, including the Blood Eucalyptus of the Valley of the Wind, the endings of Yuanbian Jialuo and Fu Zixi, the current situation of Xiwulin, Xia Bodhi and Kaitian The six kings, and the furious Xiao...
There are also some interspersed among them. The countermeasures discussed by their brothers and sisters yesterday can be said to be comprehensive.
…………
It was said that he could have some leisure time, but with Lin Chongyang's character, he could not afford to be leisurely. After staying on the Defeng Ancient Road for a few days, he prepared to deal with a few old things according to his previous ideas.
However, things didn't go as planned. As soon as Lin Chongyang came out of the mountain gate, he saw an old friend coming towards him.
"Ning Yuan?"
