Arriving at the sixth floor in the mist, Li Xiuyuan still felt a little proud.
This was the first time that he used empty arrows to fight an opponent. His careful calculation caught the woman off guard, and she was finally defeated by him with one arrow.
This was the first time that he faced a woman head-on on the battlefield, and she was still a scheming guy.
He really couldn't figure out where the old monk in Honglian Temple found these subordinates, each one more sinister than the last.
If he hadn't made up his mind, I would have fallen into the hands of that bhikshuni and been suppressed under the mountains forever, never being able to stand up again.
He even couldn't wait to overturn this demonic tower covered in Buddhist robes to see how many bones there were underneath.
When I opened my eyes and looked around, I saw that the sixth floor of the pagoda did not have as terrifying a space as the fifth floor. Just after climbing the seven peaks, half of my legs were almost gone.
What comes into view is a quiet hall with a stone platform in the center.
The stone platform was square and square, with a chubby monk sitting safely on it.
The monk sat on the futon, with a chessboard in front of him. There were many black and white chess pieces scattered on the chessboard.
At a glance, it looks like stars scattered in the night sky.
Without stepping forward, Li Xiuyuan clasped his hands from a distance and asked: "Monk, please let me leave this floor. I don't want to kill you!"
Speaking of reaching out to avoid hitting the smiling man, Li Xiuyuan decided to let him go when he saw that the fat monk in front of him looked a bit like the guy in the grotto.
If there is any debt, we will finally go to the old monk Wu Hao to settle it.
The fat monk with a fat face shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "I can't help, and I can't open the seventh floor passage."
"Why?" Li Xiuyuan asked with a frown.
The fat monk pointed to the chessboard in front of him and said: "The passage is on the chessboard. Unless you can beat me, you can kill me and there is nothing I can do!"
Li Xiuyuan was confused by him and thought to himself, "I don't know how to play chess!"
Ever since he met his husband, he has never seen him play chess.
Therefore, he has always lacked the other two in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. This is why the plum branch he painted in Tianyun Mountain, which does not look like an old plum, was laughed at by a group of people.
Thinking of this, he took a step forward and said, "Then get out of the way and let me smash it, as long as you don't block my way."
The fat monk smiled bitterly when he heard this. He didn't expect that Li Xiuyuan would be violent when he came up, and he didn't even have the courage to try.
So he comforted me: "Although there are very few people who can beat me, since you appear here, you must accompany me to fight a few tricks, right?"
Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said honestly: "I don't know how to play chess. You are deliberately making things difficult for me."
At this time, he suddenly missed his days in Xuanwu Continent.
Tianyun Mountain’s teacher Meng Shentong, Master Nalan Kuyu, and even the female saint Meishan met later, and the old monk Wuli’s master and others.
There is always someone who is a master of chess, right?
Even if I had spent some effort, learned a few tricks, and humbly consulted with a group of seniors, I still wouldn't be disgusted by the fat monk in front of me today?
Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but walked up to the stone platform step by step and said quietly: "Stand away a little, let me try!"
After saying that, he took out his iron sword and slashed it out in an instant.
With a sound of "Dang!", the long sword broke a gap, but the chessboard in front of him was not damaged at all.
The fat monk looked at him and shook his head, sighing: "This chessboard is integrated with the entire pagoda. How can it be destroyed by the sword in your hand?"
After slashing a few swords, but seeing no results, Li Xiuyuan had no choice but to say unwillingly: "I don't care if the old monk Wu'ai cheated on me, I still have to be bullied by this chessboard!"
The fat monk wasn't angry either. He waved his hand to call back the chess pieces that had been blown away by Li Xiuyuan's sword. With a wave of his hand, the chess game returned to its original appearance.
Just when Li Xiuyuan was about to go berserk, he thought of simply inscribing runes on this layer and detonating the entire pagoda.
The fat monk suddenly said: "Otherwise, you also want to try other methods? To put it bluntly, chess, piano, calligraphy and painting are all masters of everything. As long as the chessboard can be made to admit defeat."
Li Xiuyuan's heart trembled, and he looked at him and asked, "We each play our own games? Is that okay? This chessboard, this chess game, and this tower won't be cheating, right?"
The fat monk shook his head and said again: "This is the only way I can think of, otherwise you will kill me."
Listening to the fat monk's words, Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but think of the scene when Yelu Mingzhu surrendered the enemy with a song in front of Nanyun City. My heart can't help but move slightly.
Immediately he smiled secretly, you tricked me first.
Not to mention watching chess, Li Xiuyuan has never even watched it.
If this guy accepted the truth and insisted on using chess to break the formation, he would have no choice but to injure Wu Xin and Jasmine, and he would have to knock down the pagoda first.
What about breaking the game with chess?
It's good now, you play your chess, I'll play my piano...
This scene is like competing in painting with that silly boy Ouyang Xia Yun. His opponent was able to draw a tiger leaping off an ice peak.
But he didn't care, as long as he slashed his sword at the last moment.
Although he thought this in his mind, he shook his head and said: "You play your chess and I play my piano? Then see if the reaction of this chess game is good? Is it useful?"
If it were normal, the fat monk might have slapped him away.
However, for some reason today, he seemed a little cautious. After thinking about it, he said: "It has never been done before, and it has never been done since. You can try it."
Li Xiuyuan thought that since you said that, this chessboard must have a spirit that can really understand the sound of my piano.
Playing chess with the harp is an ancient legend.
So he said calmly: "That's it, then you might as well give it a try."
After thinking for a while, he added: "If you think my playing is not good, you can ask me to stop at any time. I don't mind."
Although he doesn't believe this himself, he is just here to break the situation. Once he takes action, who will care whether you can understand the sound of my piano?
Just like when Ouyang Xuan deliberately gave him a brand new piano score "Looking at the Spring Breeze" in order to blackmail him, but he delayed it by half a beat, and finally made Ouyang Manxue's music out of tune.
Today is no different than that day. He must use a more fierce attitude to win the invisible battle in front of him.
If you want to fight, then fight!
While the fat monk was stunned, Li Xiuyuan picked up the futon and walked down to the high platform step by step.
Step by step, we walked all the way to the golden and jade-like iron wall of the pagoda.
Sitting on a futon with my back against the pagoda, I quietly took out the guqin soaked in the sacred spring.
This was the first time he took out the guqin carved in Tianshan Mountain after leaving Wanli Youhe. The old Taoist priest did not tell him what the string was, but he knew it must be more powerful than the bow string.
Taking out a silk scarf and wiping the strings, Li Xiuyuan said: "Jinse has fifty strings for no reason... I'm ready, you can start!"
Hearing this, the fat monk smiled bitterly.
I wonder how afraid you are of playing chess, how afraid are you that I might surprise you and make you lose?
I actually moved a piano and hid in the corner of the pagoda far away. In this way, since you can't see my writing clearly, I only need three or two moves, and I can win you in a quarter of an hour.
He seemed to have seen that Li Xiuyuan, who was stroking the strings of the piano, was about to become the resentful spirit suppressed by this chess table.
Only the more monks who are suppressed like this can their cultivation reach a higher level.
Li Xiuyuan, who was leaning against the pagoda, had quietly closed his eyes, and his free consciousness was watching the fat monk on the high platform.
And the chessboard in front of him was engraved with dozens of straight lines, integrated with the pagoda.
Those lines penetrated deeply into the stone-like chessboard, and the lines became extremely round and smooth. It was obviously because the fat monk played with them all the time when he had nothing to do.
There are more than a hundred black and white chess pieces on the chessboard, and the game has reached the middle of the game. It won't take long for the winner to be decided.
At this moment, the fat monk suddenly asked: "Are you holding the black chess piece or the white chess piece?"
Li Xiuyuan's consciousness silently looked at the black and white chess positions on the chessboard that were stuck together like water and fire, and couldn't help but ask: "Is there any difference between black and white?"
The fat monk was stunned for a moment, then replied: "Still, there are some differences."
In his eyes, the white pieces on the chessboard will form a big dragon, and it won't take much effort to lock the black pieces in the Central Plains area...
Not to mention, the mortal in front of me has never touched a chessboard.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but grin and said with a smile: "Donor, I'd better choose a color, so that I can start playing chess."
"The world here is in chaos. I can't tell whether it's day or night. So, I'll choose black."
Li Xiuyuan thought to himself, I don't even understand the rules. You have the final say in everything. Is this any different from choosing something?
After thinking for a while, he asked again: "I have just learned the art of piano, and I am not very proficient yet. I may make you laugh after a while."
Since he was going to dig a hole to bury someone, he had to say something ugly in front of him, lest the guy fall out and deny his fault.
The fat monk laughed and said, "You and I can do whatever we want. If your music really makes me lose my temper, you will win this competition."
"All right!????????????????"
Li Xiuyuan plucked the strings, a ding-dong sound sounded, and said to the fat monk on the high platform: "Let's begin."
What Li Xiuyuan didn't know was that the fat monk in front of him was playing chess with his left hand and his right hand.
He had been holding a white character and frowning for a long time, but he still couldn't place it. It wasn't that he couldn't place it. He wanted to eat a large piece of his opponent in one fell swoop...
In the way of playing chess, if two sides start a war, they move across the vast distance, regardless of the surrounding environment, and the chessboard becomes the battlefield.
But seeing that it was Li Xiuyuan who was in charge of black, he could eat up a small piece of black's territory just by writing without thinking.
He was even a little proud, thinking that he would win this battle before he even started.
For this reason, he didn't even notice that Li Xiuyuan had changed his expression at this time.
This is the general who has entered the battlefield and is about to kill the enemy with his sword!
The fat monk laughed and said: "In this case, I will do my part..."
Before the word "Dang!" was uttered, a sound of "Dang!" was heard, but it was the general who cut out the sword between heaven and earth to subdue demons and kill ghosts!
Although the sonorous sound did not turn into a sword energy and slashed towards the fat monk on the high platform.
But it was like a dull knife cutting into his soul, causing him to scream "Ah!" uncontrollably.
Then there was a sound of "Ding!", but the fat monk was in pain, and the chess piece in his hand fell from the chessboard between his fingers.
"Buzz!" sounded, but the chessboard had a spirit. Seeing the fat monk's chess words blocked in his eyes, the sunspot instantly swallowed up the lower right corner of it.
Countless white chess pieces rose up without any wind and left the chessboard one after another, returning to the chess box next to the fat monk.
No regrets at the end of the sentence, just the simplest note, caused the eminent monk of Honglian Temple to lose his mind and destroy his country.
The fat monk stared blankly at the vacant land and sighed silently in his heart.
Looking up at Li Xiuyuan who was playing the piano, he saw that Li Xiuyuan had closed his eyes tightly at this time.
Even killing enemies requires effort.
Although he only touched the simplest note, the sound of the piano sounded, and Li Xiuyuan had already entered his own artistic conception.
This is a unique requiem in heaven and earth, and it requires all his heart and soul.
Seeing that Li Xiuyuan actually fell into his own artistic conception, the fat monk sighed and thought to himself, since you don't want to take a look, don't worry about me winning you with random moves.
He reached out and picked up a white letter, ready to snatch the frontier...
"Dang, Dang, Dang!" The three sounds of the piano sounded again like a soul-killing sound.
