MTL - The Green Gourd Sword Fairy-Chapter 23 Kuchaki

　　 Liang Yan has repeatedly failed to hit the bottleneck. I had great hopes for the barrier-breaking pill, but I didn't expect it to fall short. After repeated blows, the mood almost collapsed.

　　 He took a breath and walked out of the cave. It was late at night, and there were almost no people in the mountain road. Liang Yan looked up at the sky, and saw that the night sky was as dark as ink, the waning moon was half faint, and there were few stars, which matched his depressed and bitter state of mind.

　　 Avenue of heaven and earth, far away indefinitely. Liang Yan didn't know where he should go or what he should do.

　　 He was confused and unconscious, wandering aimlessly in the valley. When he came back to his senses, he realized that he unexpectedly walked to this Cangmu Peak again.

　　 Liang Yan sighed and said with a wry smile: "It seems that I still can't forget the game in the mountains."

　　 Even though he knew that "Senior Sister Tang" could not come again, he still couldn't help but climb up the mountain road. When he reached the top of the mountain and looked under the tree, it was really empty and there was no one.

　　 Liang Yan laughed at herself in her heart. She was really delirious. Don't say that Senior Sister Tang would not come again after saying that. Even before, she had never played chess with her at such a late hour.

　　 He wandered under the big tree, and saw a chessboard on top of the huge rock with black and white chess pieces on it.

　　 "Huh?" Liang Yan wondered, is there someone else playing here at this time?

　　 He looked at the chessboard intently, and he was taken aback. Isn't this the endgame he saw on the first day in Cangmu Peak?

　　On the chessboard, Heizi still opened his teeth and danced his claws, looking like he was invincible. Baizi is restrained everywhere, like a trapped dragon and fighting, without life.

　　 Liang Yan stared at the chessboard, and suddenly felt that this Baizi was like his own body's true energy and spiritual power, and he was limited by his own aptitude everywhere; and the Heizi was like a bottleneck that suppressed himself, which was completely invincible.

　　 He stared for a long time, and suddenly felt a strange attraction, drawing his entire mind into it. He turned into that white dragon, billowing black clouds, pressing on his head and roaring.

　　The sky is full of stars, and the stars of the sky have also turned into this vertical and horizontal nineteen. Being in it, I only feel that the surrounding steps are all opportunities, and I am shocked that every step is a murderous opportunity!

　　 "Ang!" He let out an unwilling roar inside his body, and slowly scanned the surroundings, but his heart gradually calmed down. Since his acquaintance with the girl in white, he has been painstakingly researching the way of chess day and night, and his skills have been advancing at a rapid pace.

　　 Liang Yan now incarnates himself as a white dragon, immersing himself on the scene, only to realize that although the black cloud is powerful, it is not a piece of iron bucket. It seems to be all-encompassing, but in fact it is strong outside.

　　 "If you are willing to abandon your own city and stick directly behind this sunspot's confidant, you may not be able to have a new world."

　　 Thinking like this, Liang Yan raised his hand and picked up a white child, snap! The sound fell on the chessboard.

　　 The fall of this child is like seeing the sun in the clouds, and the dragon ascending to the sky, even with Liang Yan's mood suddenly clear. On the chessboard, the white dragon roared and rose into the air. From now on, the sky and the earth are big and free forever!

　　 Liang Yan looked at the chessboard, and sighed a long time later. Baizi was reborn, but what about himself? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but shook his head and smiled bitterly.

　　 Just when he recovered from the chessboard, he suddenly had a warning sign in his heart and looked at the other side of the big tree. I saw an old man standing there, with white hair in Tsing Yi and a ruddy face, looking at himself with a smile.

　　 Liang Yan was extremely horrified. He was here for such a long time, but he didn't realize that there was one more person beside him. He didn't even feel at all when this person came here.

　　 Without waiting for him to think about it, the white-haired old man had already spoken: "Who are you? How did you find this Cangmu Peak?"

　　 Liang Yan respectfully saluted, and said: "The junior was brought here by a senior sister."

　　 "Oh? What does the senior sister in your mouth look like?"

　　 Liang Yan gave a brief description based on the impression in his head. The white-haired old man nodded secretly, and said in his heart: "It turns out that it is the girl of Die Immortal, that girl is strange and strange, this is something she would do."

　　 Thinking like this, the old man turned his gaze to the chessboard under the tree, and said with a weird look: "Which disciple of the chess path are you?"

　　 "This... the younger generation is not a disciple of chess, in fact, the younger generation is a disciple of handyman." Liang Yan replied awkwardly.

　　Unexpectedly, the old man laughed loudly after hearing this: "Handyman disciple? Haha...Hahaha! What a gangster disciple, wonderful, wonderful!"

　　 After laughing for a while, the old man seemed to be in a good mood. He looked at him and said, "Boy, would you like to play two games with the old man?"

　　 Liang Yan is no longer a kid who didn't know the heights of the sky at this time, and he also knew that the old man in front of him must be an unfathomable senior, but he said, "The juniors have low chess skills, which may have broken the senior Yaxing."

　　 "It's okay, if you and I make friends here, it means you are predestined. Regardless of age, the past has been a cloud, and the world's trivial matters are all here."

　　 "Well, in that case, the younger generation dare not follow their lives."

　　 The two sat on the floor and played against each other under the tree. Both sides concentrated on it, and after three rounds, the horizon was white. Unsurprisingly, Liang Yan all suffered a big defeat.

　　 Liang Yan smiled bitterly, and said to the old man: "The junior chess skills are too stinky, and they are not even qualified to be opponents to seniors. It really disturbs senior Yaxing."

Unexpectedly, the old man twisted his beard and stared at the chessboard. He seemed to be quite satisfied and smiled: "No, no, your 233rd hand in the last game is actually a hidden ghost, but it's a pity that you think about it. In spite of this, this good game was lost in vain."

　　 Liang Yan looked back at the chess game and found that it was exactly what the old man said, except that he did not care about it all the time. It was because the old man was rigorous in his position, echoing back and forth, and expected the enemy to take the lead, and often stood a step ahead of him.

　　 "Actually, with your talents and the third level of Qi training, you have the qualifications to participate in the trial training of disciples from the outer sect of chess, why not give it a try?"

　　 Liang Yan's heart shuddered. This is the first time someone has seen his cultivation level face to face. This shows that the old man is unfathomable. He didn't dare to neglect, and truthfully replied: "It's not that I don't go, but I can't. My aptitude is too bad, and I have been stuck at the peak of the third level of Qi training for a long time. It’s hard to get in."

　　 The old man listened to him, was silent for a while, and said leisurely: "Boy, do you know the name of the old man?"

　　 Liang Yan was taken aback, not knowing what he meant by this, so he could only answer: "The disciple doesn't know."

　　 "The old man's name is Rotten Wood."

"Ku Musheng..." Liang Yan also stayed in Yixin Pavilion for more than 3 years, and some famous elders in the sect had also heard a lot of names, but let him rack his brains, but he didn't even think about it. There is a figure named "Rotten Wood Life".

　　 "You must be thinking about who is born in this deadwood?" The old man seemed to see through his thoughts, hehe smiled:

"It's just because when I first set foot on the path of immortality, although I worshipped a famous chess master, I was stuck on the third level of Qi training for ten years. At that time, all the seniors around me were ahead of me~www.novelbuddy.com~ I have no face to face the teacher, and I named myself "Rotten Wood", which means that the rotten wood cannot be carved, not my master’s fault."

　　 Liang Yan didn't expect him to have such a past, but the old man sitting in front of him now has a deep breath like the sea, and he has obviously been reborn.

　　 "Later, I achieved the golden core. Master added the word'sheng' to me after the dead wood. From then on, my name is dead wood, which means that dead wood can also be reborn, and diseased trees can also be in spring."

　　 The old man said, he kept silent, but looked at Liang Yan with piercing eyes.

　　 Liang Yan took a deep breath, like a bang, swept away the haze in his heart, got up and bowed to the old man.

　　 "Thank you seniors for your kindness!"

Kuchakisheng smiled and waved his hands: "I just told you a story. I still have to rely on myself to practice. Especially when the bottleneck breaks through, it takes one step at a time, otherwise it is very likely that the foundation of the road will be unstable in the future and catastrophe is imminent. ."

As he said, he took out a roll of bamboo slips from his sleeve and handed it to him, "This is a practice I created. You are a handyman disciple. You are not qualified to go to the Gong Pavilion to borrow the practice. Cultivation, why not just look at this one of mine."

　　 Liang Yan stretched out his hand to take it, and saw five large characters slantingly written on the scroll: "The heart is not determined."

He was overjoyed, "I have practiced the old monk's mixed skills for so long, and I can't break through the third level of Qi training. The so-called stone of other mountains can be used to attack jade. This'undefined mind method' may help me break through. maybe!"

　　 Thinking of this, Liang Yan took a deep breath and respectfully bowed to the dead wood. That Khou Musheng looked quite happy, and smiled: "From now on, on the eighth day of each month, if you want to learn chess, you can come here to find me when you are a son, and I will be a pair of banquet friends.

　　 Liang Yan also smiled and said: "The kid should obey!"