"What a pity."
Yun Xiao held the half of the book and prepared to put it in his arms. At the same time, he said to Feng Qingcong, "Thank you, Uncle Feng."
"What? Do you really want it?" Feng Qingcong just teased him, but Yun Xiao seemed to be quite serious.
"Look at the creation of our ancestors," Yun Xiao said.
"Pay homage and pay homage, but you cannot take it away. This is the rule of the merit dojo." Feng Qingcong said.
"Can't you take it away?"
Yun Xiao pursed his lips, "Then I'll just pay my respects here for a while."
After finishing speaking, he stood leaning against a bookshelf, his eyes glowing, and he was really reading the half of the book seriously.
Feng Qingcong was stunned.
"What is he doing?" he asked Lianxi.
"Playing cool." Lianxi blushed slightly.
"Isn't it appropriate to play in front of an old man like me?" Feng Qingcong said speechlessly.
"I'm not just trying to show you." Lian Xi looked at Yun Xiao with peach blossom eyes and said, "Brother who reads seriously is so handsome."
Feng Qingcong: "..."
He could no longer understand young people.
Yun Xiao flipped through the book very quickly, and his eyes seemed to have turned into two chess pieces, one black and one white, intersecting in the air.
One breath at a time, one page at a time.
Sixty breaths later, half of the book was finished.
Yun Xiao took a deep breath, handed the half of the book back to Feng Qingcong, and said only two words: "Thank you!"
"Decent." Feng Qingcong blew his beard.
"I'll have another game with you later." Yun Xiao said with a smile.
"Free?" Feng Qingcong asked tentatively.
"You have already paid." Yun Xiao said.
"Have you paid? When?"
Feng Qingcong didn't understand for a while.
"Brother, are you still looking for me?" Lianxi asked.
Yun Xiao glanced deep into the old palace.
Just when he was thinking about this 'two-pole Yin-Yang chess', he also saw something else.
It was a stone monument, and it looked like a tombstone. It was covered with dust.
Yun Xiao vaguely saw that there were words on the stone tablet.
"This is this?" He walked forward and asked Feng Qingcong and Lianxi.
"I know this. This is the 'Hunyuan Three Extremes Monument', with 'Hunyuan Three Extremes Sword' engraved on it. This is the palace sword of Hunyuan Academy, and it is also the pinnacle of swordsmanship. If the two-pole Yin and Yang chess is It is a pity for chess and swordsmanship that the loss of this swordsmanship is a pity for all swordsmen." Lianxi said.
Yun Xiao didn't say anything. He stepped forward and wiped off the dust on the stone tablet.
Sure enough, four-fifths of the words engraved on the stone tablet were erased.
There should have been thousands of words, but now there are less than two hundred, and these two hundred words are scattered in various corners of the stone monument...
This is simply more exaggerated than the lost knowledge of Yin Yang Chess!
It can be clearly seen that the erased words were chiseled away with sword spirit.
Why did this stone tablet become like this?
Yun Xiao didn't ask.
As expected, it should be another story of selfishness, greed, and rebellion.
He only cares about the content presented in this stone tablet.
"This swordsmanship is even more of a pity. If it still existed, the swordsmanship in the Academy would not have declined to such an extent. It would be completely overwhelmed by the Renji Ruins and could not even lift its head." Feng Qingcong shook his head and sighed.
As he was talking, he suddenly saw Yun Xiao reaching out his hand to touch the stone tablet.
Whether it was the words left behind or the holes dug out, he touched them all, the expressions in his eyes changed, and his gaze surged like the shadow of a sword.
"This kid has put it on again!"
Although he had known him for less than half an hour, he was really impressed by this young man.
About a quarter of an hour later, Yun Xiao had touched the first word to the last word!
"How is it? Peerless genius." Feng Qingcong asked with a cough.
Yun Xiao turned around, took a deep breath, and said to Feng Qingcong: "Uncle Feng, I owe you two games of chess."
"Oh? Then don't wait, let's fight directly! If you win the first round, I'm probably underestimating the enemy. Next, your little life will not be so easy." Feng Qingcong chuckled.
"Please." The two of them returned to the stone table under the pavilion.
Feng Qingcong was about to place the chessboard and divide the chess pieces. He thought to himself and said, "This time, I want the white chess piece."
"Master Feng." Yun Xiao suddenly held down his hand, stared at him deeply, and said, "We don't need your game of chess."
"Then which game to use?" Feng Qingcong put the chessboard and chess pieces aside and asked.
"Use my plate."
After Yun Xiao finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and wiped it from left to right on the stone table.
Amidst the swirling fairy mist and the changing light and shadow, a small chessboard of heaven and earth with billowing clouds and mist was born on this stone table.
Yun Xiao, please reach out!
The black and white chess pieces formed by the Holy Yuan were suspended in front of his and Feng Qingcong's eyes.
With a smile on his face, Yun Xiao held a white chess piece that looked like mist and said to Feng Qingcong: "Uncle Feng, I like the color white, so the white chess piece should belong to me."
"This is..." Lian Xiyu covered her mouth with her hand and looked at Yun Xiao with a blank expression.
call!
Feng Qingcong took a deep breath.
He held the book 'Two Polar Yin Yang Chess' in his arms and looked at Yun Xiao blankly, with tears in his eyes.
"Okay, it's yours!"
…
Xuanji Temple is located in the deepest part of Hunyuan Academy.
The buildings here are all black and silver, either with a cold light or a dark and cold atmosphere.
It is said that this is the most solemn and solemn place in the academy. Normally, no disciples would dare to enter.
In front of Xuanji Temple, I don’t know how many people were killed!
For a long time, Xuanji Temple has accumulated a lot of resentment.
Especially in the past hundred years, Xuanji Temple has changed the rules for disciples in the academy, making them much stricter, and its authority has also greatly increased, so that many people say that Xuanji Temple has changed its tone.
at this time!
An enchanting frosty woman wearing a silver robe swayed into a deep hall.
"Prince of the Temple." Fawang Qin looked at a scarlet shadow behind the curtain with respect, "I have already reported the specific situation to you. This son is weird. He is indeed involved in the remnants of Emperor Wu. I don't know the three immortals..."
Before she could finish asking, a silver-black token flew out of thin air and stopped in front of her eyes.
"With this token, you can enter the Nine Hells." A cold female voice came from behind the curtain.
"Yes! I thank the three immortals and thank the temple minister."
King Qin took the token and bowed back.
"Don't kill him, bring him to this palace." The female voice suddenly sounded.
King Qin was startled for a moment, then nodded and said: "Understood! His sword and talisman skills are well coordinated, and he should be able to provide reference for the temple minister..."
"Too much talk." The scarlet shadow behind the curtain glanced coldly at King Qin.
King Qin put away his smile, nodded and exited, his eyes even colder.
…
Shenxi Pavilion.
Another night.
Under the moonlight, the two of them leaned on the lakeside and admired the hidden moonlight.
Lianxi leaned into Yun Xiao's arms, her cheeks slightly red.
"Sister is just sister..." Yun Xiao pinched her earlobe and sighed slightly.
If it were Senior Sister Zhao, she would often lie on her jade legs and watch the moonlight.
It feels really different!
"Brother, what are you thinking about?" Lianxi asked quietly as she nestled in his arms.
"I'm worried." Yun Xiao said in a deep voice.
"What are you worried about? What will happen in five days?" Lianxi asked slightly worriedly.
"No." Yun Xiao shook his head and said, "What I'm worried about is... having no money!"
"Xianyu?"
"Yes, it's all empty." Yun Xiao said.
He originally thought that this aspect would be as smooth as the Nine Hells Realm, but it turned out that he was a bit idealistic.
Hunyuan Immortal Ruins is more realistic.
Under the shadow of the Three Immortals, it is impossible for another Sword Exiled Immortal to be born who is above all others.
So, it’s hard to get money!
"What do you want to buy? I'll buy it for you!" Lianxi said quickly.
"No, I'll figure it out myself."
Yun Xiao knew that she was also in a critical period and she also needed fairy jade.
At this time, you have to rely on yourself.
Otherwise, he would be stuck in the middle stage of the Soul Realm and it would be difficult for him to improve rapidly.
"Xiao Xi, what is the fastest way to make money in Hunyuan Immortal Market?" Yun Xiao asked.
"Uh... the fastest way is written in the disciple rules, on the death penalty page." Lianxi said playfully, blinking her eyes.
"Yeah?"
Yun Xiao recalled it and found that it was true.
It is said without intention, but the listener has intention!
"I've already been sentenced to death, why are I still afraid of breaking the law?"
So when he saw that there was no one around, he asked quietly: "Xiao Xi, does Hunyuan Immortal Ruins have a sword heart? It's so powerful."
