When Yu Xingrui excitedly followed Zhou Yi's footsteps, he passed by.

Some other people, too, wanted to see the second best person in the world defeated by his junior brother.

And on the Little Lotus Peak of Wudang Mountain.

Hong Xixiang led his cow, scratched his face, and said, "Do you really want to play chess with Xiaodao?"

Zhou Yi looked calm, showed a faint smile, and said: "I want to see whether it is your heart that is stronger or mine."

"Heart?" Hong Xixiang was so confused that he didn't know what Zhou Yi was referring to.

But Zhou Yi knew it.

Hong Xixiang is said to have one more mental acupoint than others, so he can use one method to perform all kinds of methods. He can master Taoist and hidden martial arts at a glance, and can even innovate and create his own understanding.

It is precisely because of his talent of being able to understand all things and understand everything at a glance that he was recognized as the reincarnation of Zhenwu by the old master of Wudang Mountain of the previous generation.

With such a talent, if it were not for the reincarnation of the Heavenly Zhenwu Great Emperor, how could a mortal have such a spiritual spirit that is in harmony with the Tao.

The reason why Hong Xixiang is allowed to just read books and act as he pleases on Wudang Mountain without having to participate in the exercises of Wudang disciples is because there is no martial arts that can be taught in this huge Wudang Mountain.

Flood image.

His way lies within himself.

Such a situation, such a life experience, and an extra mental acuity, how similar is this to Zhou Yi during the eight years of Xuan Dao Sect?

Therefore, how could Zhou Yi not be interested in this little Taoist priest who looked so much like himself, the Lu Zu of this world.

He would like to see how this little Taoist priest's extra mental aperture compares to his own exquisite Taoist heart, which has developed eleven out of seven apertures.

Facing Zhou Yi's invitation to play chess, Hong Xixiang scratched his head and looked at the little Taoist priest who brought Zhou Yi, knowing that this seemed to be an instruction from his senior master.

In this case, Hong Xixiang sat down on the ground and said nervously: "Then get off."

Zhou Yi didn't say anything. He placed the chessboard in front of him and placed the two cups of black and white pieces in front of them. He didn't say anything like asking for permission, raised his hands and hung up his corners.

Hong Xixiang was still a little nervous, so he made a backhand move to Tian Yuan.

When Yu Xingrui and others arrived, Zhou Yi and Hong Xixiang had already made fifteen moves with each other.

Wang Chonglou and others did not dare to step forward and watched from dozens of steps away. However, with eyesight as good as these people's, they could still see the chessboard clearly.

Wang Zhonglou stroked his beard and said secretly: "It's only fifteen moves, but I can't tell much. The layouts of the two people seem to be equally matched, and there are even several chess games like those on the street that can be seen everywhere, but based on my feelings towards my junior brother,

I understand that he usually shows his subtlety at the end of the game. A game of chess is like a huge momentum, with overwhelming power and victory. It seems that the second best person in the world is not much better..."

As he was talking in his mind, suddenly, several people were stunned.

However, Hong Xixiang suddenly stopped moving while holding his chin and looking at the chessboard in front of him.

It's his turn now.

This stop shocked some people in Wang Zhonglou.

"Well, little junior brother, is he actually thinking now?"

Yu Xingrui whispered, his tone full of disbelief.

The mental arithmetic deduction based on Hong Xixiang's extra mental aperture is always done randomly without thinking. In the quickest time, a big trend will be generated from the hand.

However, facing the second best person in the world, he actually started to think?

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Hong Xixiang to think like this. After ten breaths, he continued to make moves.

This time it was Zhou Yi's turn to stop.

"With only sixteen moves, can it be said that Zhou Taiyi is really a great player this time?"

This time, Zhou Yi only paused for five breaths before taking another breath.

Then, a stalemate slowly unfolded.

The two of them took a dozen breaths at first, and later, they even breathed once every hour.

Wang Zhonglou and others stood there, completely stunned.

"This, no way, the second best person in the world can actually play with my junior brother for a whole day, and there are only twenty-eight moves on this chessboard, how is this possible..."

"Junior brother has an extra mind. Even if Huang Longshi comes, he should be able to do it with ease. But how could he be so slow when facing Zhou Taiyi..."

At this time, Zhou Yi looked back at Wang Chonglou and others and said, "Everyone, please go back and bring some food to the Taoist Master Xixiang every day. This game of chess will take some time."

Wang Zhonglou and others looked at Zhou Yi blankly, and then glanced at the chessboard blankly.

Then, Wang Zhonglou nodded: "It seems that this game of chess will last for seven or eight days and will never be finished. Let's do what Mr. Zhou said."

As a result, several people no longer had the intention to stay here.

There are still some matters waiting for them to deal with on Wudang Mountain, especially Wang Chonglou. He looked in one direction at the moment and said to himself:

"I heard that the prince returned to Beiliang a few days ago. It's time for me to talk to the king with a different surname."

Although the power of Longhu Mountain has reached the extreme, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse. If Xi Xiang can feed cows on Wudang Mountain and study to become the best in the world, it is not as simple as the old master said.

Others, however, didn't know what their head teacher was thinking. When Yu Xingrui left, he was still very confident, "I didn't expect Taiyi's chess skills to be really good this week, but my junior brother should still be a sure winner. I'll come back to see you in a few days."

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Watching those people leave, Zhou Yi looked at Hong Xixiang who was meditating across from him, and then looked at the chess game in front of him, recalling the memories of his previous life long ago in his mind.

This scene now looks like two alpha dogs fighting against each other.

He shook his head and laughed, no longer thinking about these unnecessary things, but focused on the chess game.

Both of them had more mental acuity than others, and their mental arithmetic abilities had already exceeded a certain limit. In the five breaths he meditated on for the first time just now, he calculated one thousand nine hundred and eighty-one steps.

The Xiangxiang should be similar, but I don’t know if it’s more or less.

He is really curious about who has the stronger ability to deduce evolution between the Hong Xixiang who has an extra mind and his current exquisite Taoist mind.

The two men were playing chess on the Little Lotus Peak. Everyone in Wudang thought that at their speed, the outcome would be known in about seven or eight days.

Who would have expected that seven or eight days later, they would still be there.

Looking at the chessboard again, well, there are only twenty-one more moves.

Moreover, since the day before, they have not missed another move.

This made everyone in Wudang call him a monster.

And right at this stall.

However, Wudang Mountain welcomed some uninvited guests.

Two hundred Northern Liang cavalry galloped from the foot of the mountain, crossed the archway of Xuanwu Dangxing, and brought with them a well-dressed and well-fed Crown Prince.

Xu Fengnian looked at the Wudang Taoist priests who were attracted by this magnificent formation, took a deep breath, and said with a gloomy face: "I'll give you half an hour to get the bull rider out."

As he spoke, Yu Xingrui slowly came down from the mountain, grinned, and said: "Your Highness, my junior brother may not be able to come down in the past few days, no, in the past few months."

Xu Fengnian said with a smile: "If a bull rider dares not get down and be beaten, he will not want this Xuanwu archway."

But Yu Xingrui said quietly: "Your Highness, my junior brother is currently busy talking to a layman, and has not touched it for seven days."

Xu Fengnian grinned: "Then ask that layman if he is afraid of the Northern Liang Dao?"

Yu Xingrui really pretended to think for a while, and then looked at Xu Fengnian seriously:

"He seems... not afraid."

Xu Fengnian's face stiffened.

It takes about a few breaths.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's eyes flickered and he said, "Aren't you afraid? Who is that person?"

Yu Xingrui said with a smile: "Your Highness, you will know if you go down and take a look."

Xu Fengnian started to feel a little guilty. Wudang Mountain was leaning against some big tree this time. In the past, he could go up the mountain to beat the bull rider without any hindrance.

But this time...

He turned back and glanced at the white-haired old man beside him: "Grandpa, tell me, who in the world is not afraid of the Northern Liang Dao?"

The white-haired old man rolled his eyes and said, "I don't know. I want to take a look. Why don't I accompany you to see it?"

Hearing the white-haired old man's words, Xu Fengnian felt certain in his heart.

A few days ago, he finally returned to Beiliang after traveling for three years. On the first day back home, he chased Xu Xiao fiercely through half of the palace with a broom, and then, before he could recover, he chased her around.

Just a few days ago, I really saw Lao Huang's extremely tall figure. Before he could recover, he asked Lao Huang to ask him how high his skills were.

Lao Huang actually wants to go to Emperor Wu City to get his sword back?

That's Wang Xianzhi!

He knew that Lao Huang was very strong, but he also knew the weight of these three words, Wang Xianzhi.

That is a weight that overwhelms the world!

Even though Nangong Hen is now tied with him, Lao Huang still can't.
To be continued...