Chapter 63: Encountering a fellow-traveler by chance

Style: Fantasy Author: Tiangang OverlordWords: 3092Update Time: 24/01/13 08:04:42
"Brother, what did you say? This is five hundred spirit stones. You can't let me do things and lose yourself." Zhou Yang immediately took out a bag of spirit stones and gave it to Liu Menglong.

Liu Menglong doesn't want life or death.

"Brother, if you continue to refuse, you will trap me in a place of dishonesty and righteousness. There is no reason to change what you have said." Zhou Yang said seriously.

"Okay, then I'll accept it." Liu Menglong also admired Zhou Yang's boldness and loyalty.

The two left the shop and rode the two green wolves straight towards the Blue Beast Palace.

When he arrived at the familiar palace gate, Zhou Yang couldn't help but feel excited. It was the first time for him to enter such a large sect, so he was inevitably a little nervous.

Manager Liu said a few words to the gatekeeper, then handed over Qing Lang and led Zhou Yang into the side door.

After passing through the side door, there is another scene inside.

The Cangshou Palace is indeed worthy of its reputation. It occupies a vast area and has so many palaces that Zhou Yang has only seen in his life. It is much larger than the Tuyan Ziyuan Sect.

After entering the door, you are faced with a majestic statue of a spiritual beast. This statue was different from the one outside. It looked like a dragon but not a dragon, and it looked like a tiger but not a tiger. Zhou Yang didn't recognize it after looking at it for a long time.

Liu Menglong didn't introduce him and took him directly to the depths.

The wide bluestone avenue stretches as far as the eye can see, with tall and precious trees on both sides. There are many exotic flowers and plants under the trees, and bursts of fragrance hit your face. Coupled with the rich aura, it makes people relaxed and happy, and extremely comfortable.

Zhou Yang was speechless. If he secretly cultivated here for a long time, his cultivation would progress much faster than outside.

Walking further inside, there are densely packed palaces. Each palace is decorated with carved beams and painted buildings. It is majestic and majestic in its splendor.

Huge beast roars could be heard from time to time in some palaces in the distance. Needless to say, that must be the home of the high-level spiritual beast.

At this time, there were disciples from the Blue Beast Palace coming and going on the Qingshi Road, and all of them seemed very busy and paid no attention to their intentions.

The two walked through the palaces, and after a long time they came to a palace made of marble. In the center of this hall are two red-painted doors, covered with gold nails, all shining brightly and dazzling the eyes.

Outside the palace door is a jade platform, with thirty-nine twenty-seven marble steps under the platform. The steps are arranged on both sides, with an animal-shaped relief in the middle, extending upwards.

There are three eye-catching characters directly above the hall door: "Lingshi Hall".

It’s spiritual food, not spiritual stone.

The two climbed up the stone steps and walked quickly into the hall.

After entering the hall, disciples from Cang Beast Palace immediately came forward to question him. Instead of Liu Menglong explaining his purpose, the disciple led them along the hall passage and went straight to a red painted door.

The man asked Liu Menglong and Zhou Yang to wait there while he went in to report. After ten breaths, the disciple returned and invited them in again.

When the two entered the room, they saw an old man standing behind the desk, concentrating on thinking. There was a chessboard on the large desk, with black and white interlaced among them.

Zhou Yang's eyes lit up. It was a coincidence that the deacon in charge of spiritual food also fell in love with Yi Dao.

There was a set of Go chess records on the table. Zhou Yang just glanced at it and already understood it. Next to the chessboard, there was a paper document.

Seeing them coming in, the old man woke up from his meditation, raised his head and waved his hands: "Sit down."

"I've met Deacon Cheng." Liu Menglong took the lead in saluting, and Zhou Yang followed suit, then stood aside with his hands down.

"You guys are not slow in coming." Deacon Cheng looked at the two of them.

"After receiving the message from your sect, we arrived as soon as possible!" Liu Menglong said hurriedly.

"Um."

Zhou Yang secretly looked at Deacon Cheng behind the desk. But I saw that this man was about fifty years old, wearing a square scarf on his head and a green robe. He had a thin face and three short strands of beard under his chin. Although the eyes are not big, they are very sharp, as if they can see through people's hearts.

Judging from the aura on this person, he should be a Tianyuan master. Judging from his position, he is at least at the third level of Tianyuan, or at the middle level. Because cultivators at the deacon level of the sect are generally at this level. And in the late Tianyuan stage or at its peak, those are the top leaders of the sect.

Of course, in ordinary small sects, cultivators in the early and middle stages of Tianyuan can serve as senior leaders of the sect.

At this time, Deacon Cheng was also looking at Zhou Yang.

His cultivation level is much higher than Zhou Yang's, and one can tell at a glance that he is at the third level of the Lingtai.

It is rare to see such a young cultivator of the third level of Lingtai. He also observed that although Zhou Yang was young, his behavior was decent and steady, without the frivolousness of a young man at all, and he couldn't help but nodded secretly.

"Haha, let's take a look at the chess game first." Deacon Cheng did not talk about business, but asked Liu Menglong and Zhou Yang to look at the chessboard on the table first.

Liu Menglong was stunned for a moment, slightly embarrassed. How could he understand this? He was too busy with business and had no time to practice, let alone play chess. convenient

I had no choice but to bow and salute again: "I am stupid and don't know this way. I hope you will forgive me!"

He didn't expect Cheng Deacon to be good at this. He didn't understand this, so he naturally thought Zhou Yang didn't.

"Don't know this way? Haha, little friend, don't you know Yi skills?" Deacon Cheng turned to Zhou Yang and said.

Zhou Yang was stunned, what did this mean? Did he know that he could play chess? Impossible, it was their first time meeting each other, and Liu Menglong didn't know the inside story, so naturally he wouldn't tell them in advance. Could it be that if his cultivation level is so high, he can even tell whether he can play chess or not?

"The deacon has a keen eye, but this junior knows a little bit about it." Even if people see it, there is no need to hide it.

It was nothing to become a deacon, but Liu Menglong was a little surprised. Zhou Yang was young and had advanced cultivation, but he was also proficient in Yi Dao, which made him even more incomprehensible to this young man.

"Haha, little friend, let's see how to deal with this game!" The reason why Butler Cheng nodded at Zhou Yang was because when the two of them just entered the door, he noticed that Zhou Yang's eyes were scanning the chess game, and there were strange fluctuations. If you don't understand the Tao of chess, you will never react like this.

"Junior, I dare to say a few random words, please forgive me, Lord Deacon. If this junior understands correctly, this game should be based on ancient chess records, and it is a game played by two masters, Fan and Shi." Zhou Yang replied with cupped fists.

Cheng Zhi smiled at first, then nodded slightly.

Zhou Yang added: "This game is exquisite and highly praised by future generations. The younger generations have had the honor to watch it and benefited a lot."

"Okay, little friend, since you have seen this score, how about finishing this game with me?" Deacon Cheng was overjoyed and immediately invited him.

"Junior, I obey." Since he was a fellow-minded person, Zhou Yang was not polite.

"Haha, please come first, little friend."

Zhou Yang was ordered to go first with black in hand.

If there is no need to guess first, all juniors or those who think they are not good at chess will move first with black stones. This is the rule.

If you become a deacon, you will do it in vain.

Because it is the chess record of the predecessors, the two people communicate with each other every step, which is called review.

Just a few simple words shocked Deacon Cheng. Before Zhou Yang and the two came together, he didn't understand the skill of this chess game very well, and he was frowning and thinking hard. But at this time, after listening to Zhou Yang's understanding and experience of this wonderful skill, he suddenly felt enlightened and enlightened.

This alone proves that Zhou Yang is better than him in chess.

Later, whenever there was a good hand, the two communicated and confirmed it, and they had a great time talking.

The review of the game lasted for two hours before it was completed. Liu Menglong didn't know anything about this, but he still had to laugh and watch, which was a kind of torture for him.

"Haha, it's great, it's great! Thank you little friend for clarifying my doubts. If you have free time, you can come to the Blue Beast Palace to see me directly. Don't dare to say anything else. I have enough good wine and meat." Deacon Cheng laughed and said boldly .

Originally, he wanted to play a real game of chess with Zhou Yang, but after previous replays, he knew that Zhou Yang's chess ability was far better than his own, and to play against him again would be to seek abuse.

"Thank you, Mr. Deacon. Then this contract..." Zhou Yang hesitated. It's been more than two hours since I entered the Spiritual Food Hall, and I haven't mentioned a word about the contract yet.

"Hey, look at my memory, I only care about playing chess. Take a look at this first, and if there is no problem, then sign and pledge it." Deacon Cheng slapped his head, and then handed Zhou Yang the paper document on the side of the chessboard.

"Yes." Zhou Yang took it with both hands and looked at it carefully.

There is not much content in the contract, but the main idea is: the supplier will provide at least 600,000 kilograms of spiritual grass and 20,000 elixirs to Cangshou Palace every year. This year, it will provide at least 300,000 kilograms of spiritual grass, and the elixir will be provided from next year. If a supplier cannot supply goods on time and in full, his or her qualification will be cancelled.

The contract also lists the types and prices of the spiritual herbs and elixirs provided. You can choose one of each, or choose multiple kinds of spiritual herbs and elixirs. Then there are some routine clauses that set out the obligations and responsibilities of both parties.

Zhou Yang thought to himself: "It turns out that we have to provide 20,000 elixirs. From the price point of view, some of the elixirs are one for one spiritual stone, and some are two or three for one spiritual stone. So calculated , the value of the elixir provided is at least 10,000 to 20,000 spiritual stones. Increasing income is inevitable, but part of the spiritual field must be set aside to grow the elixir, which is more troublesome."

The terms of providing 20,000 elixirs are somewhat different from Zhou Yang's previous plan, but it will not affect the overall situation, it will just cost some trouble.

Zhou Yang did not hesitate, signed his name and fingerprinted the supplier. However, he used the name Zhou Tian, ​​and he did not dare to tell his real name. Liu Menglong had also used this name to smoothen the matter.

The signature of Cang Beast Palace is Cheng Yidao, and there is also the seal of Cang Beast Palace Lingshi Palace.

This Cheng Yidao is Deacon Cheng. His name is very special. He must be good at using swords and weapons, and he should have great attainments.

Liu Menglong also signed his name and position as the guarantor.

Somehow, when Zhou Yang looked at Liu Menglong's name, he thought of Mo Chenglong and couldn't help but smile to himself. Literally speaking, Mo Chenglong does not want to become a dragon, while Liu Menglong dreams of becoming a dragon. However, the meanings of the two names are completely opposite.

The contract is made in two copies, with Cheng Cheng and Zhou Yang each holding one copy, and it will take effect from now on.

"Master Deacon, this is the spirit stone." Zhou Yang took out a spirit stone bag and placed it respectfully on the table.

"From now on, you don't have to be a grown-up. Just call me brother. In addition, the pressing fee will be halved." Deacon Cheng waved his hand.