After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Jiuxiao stared at the white and flawless Yangping Zhidu Gong Seal, which symbolized the treasure inherited by the Heavenly Master, and finally his heart moved.
He sat down, holding the black head first, making moves vigorously and resolutely, saying: "Junior brother, let's make the move."
Zhang Qianyang smiled slightly, followed suit without saying much.
For a moment, in the quiet courtyard, only the crisp sound of chess pieces falling on the board could be heard, like rain hitting banana trees, in an endless stream.
Zhang Jiuxiao's movements were as fast as thunder and lightning. He did not need to think at all. He looked very calm, as if he did not care about his son's safety at all.
But Zhang Qianyang could feel the urgency of his senior brother when he made the move.
Time passed little by little, half an hour later.
The chessboard is already dotted with chess pieces, and the two black and white pieces are intertwined, like a black dragon and a white dragon. The battle has entered a fever pitch. The swords of both sides met, and the sky was dark and the earth was dark.
Zhang Qianyang's moves became slower and slower, and he thought for a moment from time to time.
Zhang Jiuxiao said calmly: "Your defeat is already determined, why bother delaying it again?"
Zhang Qianyang chuckled and said: "Senior Brother, it's not like you don't know my temper. I don't like to admit defeat when doing things. I always struggle until the last moment."
After saying that, he dropped another word and took the initiative to sacrifice some of the chess pieces, just to survive.
The two continued to make moves. On the chessboard, the black dragon had turned into a real dragon and bit the white dragon into pieces, giving it a huge advantage.
Zhang Jiuxiao landed the last piece, and his strength penetrated it, causing the marble-carved chess pieces to fall apart.
"I lost."
Zhang Qianyang surrendered and sighed: "Senior Brother, it seems that when we played chess before, you only used 80% of your chess strength. It's ridiculous that I still want to beat you."
After a pause, he took a deep look at Zhang Jiuxiao and said, "Elder brother, you hide it really deep."
Zhang Jiuxiao said nothing and stretched out his hand to grab Xiang Ping's Zhidu Gong Seal.
Brilliant lightning gathered in his hands. Once Zhang Qianyang made any regretful move, he would launch a violent offensive.
But Zhang Qianyang just watched quietly and allowed him to take away the Yangping Zhidu Gong Seal.
"Brother, do you remember that when we were young, our father gave each of us a spiritual peach and said that whoever could resist eating it before he came back would be rewarded with an extra one."
Zhang Qianyang said suddenly.
Zhang Jiuxiao, who was rubbing Yang Ping's Zhidu Gong Seal, paused for a moment. There was a trace of confusion in his eyes, but he soon became calm.
"The past has long been forgotten."
Zhang Qianyang disagreed and continued: "You were afraid that I would be punished by my father, so you took the initiative to give me your spiritual peaches. In the end, I got three spiritual peaches by myself, but you got nothing."
"Brother, I often think that if we hadn't sneaked to the Demon-Suppressing Hall that day, if that incident hadn't happened, maybe now--"
"Junior brother."
Zhang Jiuxiao interrupted him coldly and said, "Even if that incident didn't happen, he still likes you the most. Ever since he was a child, how has he ever been fair?"
Zhang Qianyang opened his mouth to speak.
"Junior brother, I accept this seal and will not give it away."
After saying that, Zhang Jiuxiao's body was filled with thunderous light, and his whole body turned into a bolt of lightning and flew away into the distance.
Zhang Qianyang looked at his back with a trace of sadness in his eyes. Finally he shook his head and said, "Elder brother, I really don't hope it's you."
…
Li Daoxuan placed the Chixiao Sword on Zhang Tiande's neck.
This time, Zhang Tiande, who had no support, could no longer keep calm. His face turned pale and he begged for mercy again and again.
"I confess, I will tell you everything, you, you must not kill me!"
"My father is Zhang Jiuxiao, your uncle. If you kill me, he will never let you go!"
"Junior brother, for the sake of being in the same class, please spare me this time. I...I will tell you the "Five Thunder Nurturing Skills"!"
"Then Mrs. Li is just a woman, as lowly as a grasshopper. Why do you stand up for her?"
…
Zhang Tiande's voice was trembling. The sharp sword energy of the Chixiao Sword had already pierced the skin on his neck, causing streams of blood to flow out.
Li Daoxuan shook his head and sighed: "You are so pathetic."
"Besides, do you think there's nothing I can do if you don't tell me what I want to know?"
Li Daoxuan's eyes glowed with ghostly light, and he once again activated his magical power of Nightmare Prayer.
Zhang Tiande immediately fell into a dreamland, his expression was dull, and no matter what others asked, he would answer obediently without hiding anything.
"How did Zhang Jiuxiao know that I was coming to Shanghe Village?"
Li Daoxuan asked.
Zhang Tiande said blankly: "I don't know either. Dad called me over and handed me the token and the Soul-Calling Bell. His clone was also hidden in the token and told me to unite with the horse demon and the ghost baby to subdue you." , if you can't surrender, you can just kill him."
"How is the relationship between Elder Zhenlian and Zhang Jiuxiao?"
"Zhen Lian has always been against my father. He is a supporter of Zhang Qianyang. My father dislikes him very much. The two of them sometimes quarrel. They almost got into a fight several times, but the Heavenly Master stopped him."
Hearing this, Li Daoxuan nodded.
It seemed that Elder Zhenlian was not informing Zhang Jiuxiao. The reason why Zhang Jiuxiao knew his whereabouts was probably because of another method, perhaps related to the Moro Cult.
Afterwards, Li Daoxuan asked a few more questions, such as the reason why Zhang Jiuxiao raised ghost babies, and Zhang Tiande's answers were basically consistent with his speculations.
Zhang Jiuxiao knew that he was acting too domineering and did not have enough prestige in Longhu Mountain, so he deliberately designed this good show of the thief shouting to catch the thief, so as to convince everyone and ascend to the position of Heavenly Master.
It's a pity that when Li Daoxuan asked the old master if the poison was caused by Zhang Jiuxiao, Zhang Tiande looked blank and obviously didn't know.
Li Daoxuan finally asked a question.
"What is the practice formula of "Five Thunder Yang Yuan Gong"?"
Zhang Tiande just thought it was his father who was testing his skills, so he said: "Sincerely return to the Ming Dynasty to pay tribute to the Yuan Mansion in Jiutian, the supreme Jade Qing King. He takes the form and fills the ten directions, talks about the Tao, and rides on the nine phoenixes..."
Zhang Jiuxiao regards his "Five Thunder Yang Yuan Gong" as a treasure and easily refuses to teach it to others. Even the old master only knows a general idea and does not know the specific practice method.
But Zhang Tiande knew this clearly.
Because Zhang Jiuxiao had problems with his cultivation in his early years and was unable to have children, he doted on his only son and told him all about the "Five Thunder Yang Yuan Gong" that he had painstakingly created. He was afraid that he would not understand, so he explained the code words in it. Be clear.
In order to supervise his son's practice, he also supervised him to memorize the formulas thoroughly.
Who knows, now everything is cheaper for Li Daoxuan.
Li Daoxuan held his breath and concentrated, and the more he listened, the more shocked he became.
He is no longer a novice in cultivating Taoism. With his cultivation in the middle stage of Yin Shen, he is enough to become a guest and be respected by thousands of people anywhere. He naturally understands how powerful the Five Thunders Yang Yuan Kung is.
This is actually a technique for physical sanctification!
With a mortal body, he wants to be on par with the gods. Such courage is truly astonishing.
This skill has surpassed the "Purple Qi Yang Yuan Gong". If it is cultivated to the ninth level, the color of the world will change when it is angered, and the thunder will be like thunder. It is comparable to the Thunder God and the Lightning Mother, and even worse than the Feng Bo Navy Master.
