Chapter 191: The Five Ways of Chess in the World of Swordsmanship

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As for the hand-to-hand talk between the old prime minister and the Emperor of Shang Qi in Na'an Imperial City, and how the conversation went after the hand-to-hand talk, Mr. Xun, who was among the five peaks of Guangyue Ridge, did not know anything about it.

Being able to predict and calculate has always been a matter for alchemists, not to mention that these alchemists mostly use observation of words and expressions to guess whether the hexagram is correct or not, and have nothing to do with scholars.

It hasn't been long since we entered the mountain, but Mr. Xun already had a headache from the five dangerous peaks.

At first, the outer edges of these five dangerous peaks were nothing more than ordinary rocks, which were jagged and weird, and even had countless moss and old wood roots embedded in them. At first glance, the five peaks standing proudly with thin walls and thousands of feet did look quite decent.

However, when Mr. Xun took the medicine handed over by Mr. Zhou and healed the injury, he walked in to take a look again, only to find that the mountain wall had completely changed. There were no moss or roots anywhere, only countless tiny words like ants. Like mosquitoes, lying in the cracks of the rocks, it is difficult to see clearly.

And Mr. Zhou just said in an understatement, there are countless chess records and moves in this mountain. If you can thoroughly understand all the small words in this mountain, it is estimated that your chess skills will not be weak to others. Even if you are a teacher, it will be difficult to win. Halfway cheaper. As a result, Mr. Xun was overjoyed and hurriedly lay down among the rocks to study it every day, fearing that he would miss a sentence.

But this is no easy job. Even though Xun Yuantuo has a photographic memory, the small characters in the mountains are extremely scattered, and most of them seem to have been left by the previous dynasty. The sentences are obscure, even for an extraordinary person like Xun Yuantuo. Memory may not be reliable. On the other hand, Mr. Zhou has rarely spoken since he entered the mountains. As an apprentice, Xun Yuantuo once worried about his husband's safety and asked about it, but he was blocked by Zhou Kefa's light deception.

As for why he had to face such difficulties as being crushed by five peaks, and why he was able to support such five cloud-piercing mountains with his physical body, he never mentioned a word.

This scene, which was considered absurd in the eyes of Mr. Xun, really made this young man who rarely left the house feel as if he had fallen into a trance.

But if the teacher doesn't say it, he naturally has his own reasons. As an apprentice, he naturally puts his own interests first.

So Xun Yuantuo searched for small characters in the rocks every day in the mountains. If he encountered a small paragraph that was difficult to remember reliably, he would take out a pen, paper and inkstone and write it down one by one. Even after copying it, it would be difficult to remember it, so he might as well keep it. Study and review. The carriage at the bottom of the mountain had already been driven into the mountains by the shepherd man. The dry food in the carriage could still last for a long time. Mr. Xun did not hesitate at all. In addition to eating three meals a day with his master, he went straight up the mountain.

As for the difficulty, it was the small print on the high place: the rocks were steep and there were not many places to stay. It was difficult for Xun Yuantuo to climb even though he tried all his strength. He even fell down from a foot or two off the ground many times. Fortunately, The ground is not very hard, but it has fallen a lot, not to mention the small writing in the cracks of the stone.

"Sir, the words above are really difficult for students to touch. We need to think of some way to stabilize ourselves on the rocks so that we can recite them without any problems." Mr. Xun limped one leg and carefully sat down on the table. Beside the husband, he still frowned in pain.

"It's not necessarily a good thing if you stumble," Mr. Zhou said rarely, he opened his eyes and looked at Xun Yuantuo's slightly lame left leg, his expression still unwavering, "If the foundation is not stable, if only Trying to keep going higher, even if you memorize all the exquisite and profound chess skills, sooner or later, your seemingly superb chess skills will collapse."

"Get up today, after lunch at noon, you come and talk to me about a game. I will not give up my pieces as a teacher, and I will not show any slightest care. I will play with you with ten percent of my chess strength. As for the other small words on the high cliff, Don’t look at it for now, it’s easy to be greedy for too much and forget to taste carefully when it comes to food and jade, just read through the chess and chess records at hand first.”

The young master smiled bitterly and said, "When I mention this, I get a big headache. A few days ago, when I was on the road, I asked my master to improve his chess skills, and he couldn't win even one game out of ten. Although I still like to play chess, every time I talk to you, , I do feel frightened."

Zhou Kefa chuckled lightly and stood up, "Look at your potential, I hope that you will take over what I have learned as a teacher in the future. Is it just a chess skill that will make you fearful? A young and talented boy from the Xun family, How could it have fallen to this level?"

This seemed to be just a joke, but Xun Yuantuo frowned for some reason.

"Disciple?" Mr. Zhou saw that the young master's face was a little gloomy. He thought that his words were a bit too much to undermine the young man's arrogance, so he patted his disciple on the shoulder, "It's a bit harsh to speak for a master. Don't take it to heart. My disciple Son, why do you have to carry the rise and fall of the Xun family on your shoulders? If the elders want to carry it, let them carry it on their own."

"Master's words can be seen in many ways," Xun Yuantuo's expression suddenly changed, "If I learn one of Master's good words by then, I will really learn how the disciple will starve the master to death. The disciple is worried about this matter."

So Zhou Kefa placed the palm that was originally on his disciple's shoulder on the top of his head and rubbed the young master's neat bun.

"I learned a lot from my slippery tongue. Let's take a look at your chess record."

The young master shrank his head, agreed, and ran not far away to study the chess records by himself.

Xun Yuantuo spread out the rice paper with a lot of chess moves written down on it, with a sad look on his face.

There are many words that go against one's heart, but not necessarily thousands of words that go against one's heart. They are all for the sake of wisdom and self-preservation, seeking benefits and avoiding harm.

Before setting foot on the top of the mountain, the young man who stepped out of thin air said something to Xun Yuantuo for no reason, which made the latter suspicious. Then he looked at Mr. Zhou and said that although he didn't know how to resist the mountain, he could It must have cost a lot. Zhou Kefa's temperament has always been a bit leisurely, and he is not alarmed or anxious when things happen. But when it comes to teaching his disciples, it is extremely abnormal in Xun Yuantuo's opinion: He has only been a beginner for more than half a year, but his husband is so eager to teach all kinds of chess tricks. , even he did not hesitate to bring himself into this magical and hard-to-find Guangyue Ridge, and his unintentional words about inheriting the mantle just now really made him have many thoughts that could not be called auspicious.

But no matter how Xun Yuantuo was thinking, he couldn't guess what his master was thinking.

The rules of chess do not allow distractions. Seeing that Mr. Xun's figure was still upright, Mr. Xun had no choice but to calm his mind and look at the chess records and moves written down by his hand one by one.

According to the small-character records of Wufeng Shanti, the chess moves are all different. There are those who are moderate and peaceful, using defense instead of attacking. There are also those who are good at small things and only focus on chess moves. There are also those who are extremely violent and have murderous intentions that fluctuate like a tide. .

A cloud-piercing mountain peak seems like a chess game.

The five peaks seem to contain all the wonderful chess moves in the world.