MTL - The Green Gourd Sword Fairy-Chapter 57 Miao Calligraphy Club

　　 Cangmu Peak.

　　 At this time, the night is quiet, and it is said that it has been the time when Liang Yan and Khou Musheng played against each other in the past. It's just that the entire Cangmu Peak is empty, and no one is here.

　　 Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps from the mountain road, and then a gray-clothed young man with sword eyebrows and star eyes was just Liang Yan. He hurried here, first looked under the big tree on the top of the peak, but saw that there was empty, there was no rotten wood, and he couldn't help feeling a little lost.

　　 "Could it be that his old man is angry that I missed the appointment and doesn't come to play against me anymore?"

　　 Liang Yan thought about it this way and walked under the big tree, only to see a chessboard on top of the boulder, black and white already on it. There was an envelope floating above the chessboard, which read: Little friend Liang Yan kissed him.

　　 "It was actually left to me!" Liang Yan was surprised, reached out his hand to remove the envelope from the air, he opened it and saw that it said:

　　 "Little friend Liang Yan, please forgive me, the calligraphy will be close, the old man is entangled in official duties, I may not be able to make the appointment on time. On the chessboard is the game set by the old man, or it may relieve the boredom a little."

　　 After reading the letter, Liang Yan couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief: "It turns out that his old man didn't bother me, but was plagued with official duties. I just don't know what this ‘Wonderful Calligraphy Meeting’ means, why haven’t I heard of it."

　　 He thought for a while, but couldn't find any clues, so he had to sit down beside the boulder and stared at the chess game on the chessboard instead.

　　 I saw crisscrossing on the chessboard, black and white each holding half of the country, Liang Yan watched for a long time, and his face gradually showed a strange look.

　　 Weiqi pays attention to the word "wei" together. Although there are many layout methods, they still have to fall on how to "enclose the ground" in the end. But on the chessboard in front of me, the black and white colors are connected into dozens of lines, with lengths and shorts not fighting each other, like dozens of long rivers, crisscrossing on the chessboard, not like a chess game, but like a black and white ink painting.

"What kind of endgame is this! Old gentleman is joking with me?" Liang Yan's first reaction was that Kuchakisheng was playing with him, but he changed his mind and felt that with Kuchukisheng's character, he would not do this. Such a boring thing, so he patiently looked at the chessboard again.

　　 "Huh?" Liang Yan's expression moved. He noticed that in a line formed by the sunspots, there was obviously a missing piece somewhere, revealing a gap.

　　 He pondered for a moment, picked up a sunspot with his right hand, and landed on the missing place with a snap.

"Boom!" The scenery in front of Liang Yan was turned upside down. Although he was still sitting on the stone bench, the entire Cangmu Peak under the stone bench was nowhere to be seen at the moment. Instead, there were dozens of nine-curved rivers, meandering. Staggered across the north and south.

　　 Liang Yan is floating in the high air, or, in other words, being held there by the stone bench under his buttocks, the moon is hanging high in the sky, as if it is just above his head.

　　 "What illusion is here?" Just when he was shocked, the river under his feet suddenly roared and roared! There was a sudden pain in Liang Yan's brain, and then a paragraph of dictation text suddenly sounded in his brain.

"Bishui Pill Heart Jue!" The message in his mind had already told him the name of the exercise, and then looked down, where are the long rivers, clearly the meridians, and the tendency of the river to flow is clearly the spiritual power in the body. The method of operation.

　　 Liang Yanduan sat high in the sky, looking down at the long nine-curved river below, matching the flow of it with the tactics in his head, and slowly comprehending in the sky.

If an outsider comes here at this moment, you will surely see a gray-clothed boy sitting on a rock under the big tree, his eyes closed, a black piece in his hand, and the position of the piece on the chessboard remaining motionless. As if silly.

　　 Time passed by one minute and one second, and when a whitish white appeared on the horizon, Liang Yan suddenly opened his eyes. He was sweating and his face was pale, but there was a joy in his eyes.

"This'Clear Water Pill Heart Jue' is actually an auxiliary type of exercise technique, which can slightly increase the speed at which a Qi training monk can condense spiritual power. It is undoubtedly the most urgent need for a monk like him with extremely poor aptitude, and this technique is undoubtedly needed. It will also play a big role in breaking through the bottleneck and resisting the demons of the heart!"

　　 Thinking of the magic of this technique, Liang Yan couldn't help but feel a secret joy. At the same time, he felt a sense of gratitude to Kuchusheng. This person was so frank and straightforward, and he was also a teacher and friend to him. He has long known how his aptitude and talents are. Instead of despising him, he has helped him as much as possible. It contrasted with Yan Xinyu, which made Liang Yan's heart warm.

　　 "It's just that I can't play a few games with him today, and I will have to wait another month for the next time, but I lost a lot of fun." Liang Yan shook his head, looking rather regretful.

　　...

　　 After Liang Yan left Cangmu Peak, he walked all the way to the Xinglin Thatched Cottage. When he came outside the courtyard, he suddenly came across to him, his fellow brother Sun Qianli.

　　 Liang Yan glanced at him and saw his look haggard, but his eyes were piercing, knowing that he must have been practicing in the Lingquan Cave for another night. So he smiled and said, "Brother Sun has worked harder and harder in his cultivation, and it seems that a breakthrough is a matter of course."

　　 That Sun Qianli gave him a surprised look and asked, "You can see it all?"

　　 Liang Yan smiled slightly and said: "I was busy with some things before, but I haven't had time to congratulate Brother Sun for successfully breaking through the bottleneck of the third level of Qi training and being promoted to the fourth level of Qi training!"

　　 This grandson Qian Li Shenhuai hides the secret method of cultivation, and is many times better than the cultivators in Yongle Town. At this moment, the breath of the body is looming, even Liang Yan is almost unable to perceive it.

　　 Sun Qianli smiled bitterly: "I really can't hide anything from Brother Liang. The reason why Sun has practiced so hard is actually compelling."

　　 Liang Yan watched his look, knowing that he must have difficulties. It's just that every family has a hard-to-read scripture. Sun Qianli didn't want to elaborate, and he couldn't ask questions. What's more, the matter of the red light group in his own body has not been resolved, and he has no spare capacity to help others.

Having said this, Sun Qianli seemed to think of something, and then said: "Speaking of which Brother Liang will not practice in the cave one day every month, he is not in the thatched house now. Isn't he looking for a confidant in the clan? "

　　 Liang Yan coughed, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect Brother Sun to be a serious person. Forget it, it's okay to tell you. I'm not in the cave. I'm actually looking for a senior to play chess."

　　 "Senior?" Sun Qianli said with a weird look after hearing this: "Are you saying that there is any senior in the clan who has such a leisurely and elegant atmosphere to play chess with you?"

　　 "What?" Liang Yan moved in his heart and asked, "Could it be that something major happened in the clan recently?"

　　 "Don't you know? Two months later, it will be the day of our sect's ‘Wonderful Calligraphy Meeting’."

　　 "Miao Calligraphy Meeting!" Liang Yan suddenly remembered that the letter left by Kuch Musheng also said that because the Miao Calligraphy Meeting was approaching, he didn't have time to come to the appointment.

　　 "Liang doesn't know anything about this, can you ask Brother Sun to solve my doubts?" Liang Yan said.

Sun Qianli nodded and said, “In fact, it’s not surprising that Junior Brother doesn’t know about this. Even Li Dali and I have met for the first time. After all, the Miao Calligraphy Conference is held every 50 years in Yixing Pavilion. A great event!"

"Once in fifty years!" Liang Yan took a deep breath, knowing that although ordinary Qi practicing monks can strengthen their bodies and prolong their lives, they are still not born, and their life span is only about 150 years. How many years will they have in their lifetime? In 50 years, how many times can you participate in such events?

"On the day of the Miao Calligraphy Conference, there will be an exception to the Supreme Elder who has been in retreat all year round and will come to the conference to preach and preach. It is said that in previous Fa conferences, low-level disciples had an epiphany after hearing the truth and breaking the realm on the spot. In addition, during the Miao Calligraphy Fair, there will be battles in different veins, and everyone will learn from each other. In the sect, there are also generous prizes for the winners. In the past, some famous magic weapons have appeared."

　　 "Is there such a thing?" Liang Yan suddenly said in his heart: "No wonder his old man is not there. This grand event must be the top priority of the sect, and he must also be preparing for it."

Sun Qianli saw him suddenly look, but shook his head and continued: "In fact, these are still second. The most important part of the UU Reading Book www.uukanshu.com Miao Calligraphy Association is still fighting for the Qilin Dao Fruit. This result is divided into two parts. Silver, gold and white, the foundation-building monks eat the silver fruit, which can be worth twenty years of hard cultivation; the Juyuan realm monks eat the golden fruit, they can have the opportunity to improve the quality of the gold core when condensing the gold core; as for the gold core state The monk eats the ginkgo, which can increase the chance of breaking through the bottleneck by 10%. The entire Yixing Pavilion is also the blessing of the ancestor Yixing real person. His old man used the great supernatural power as the sect to **** a sacred unicorn tree and planted it in In the forbidden area of ​​the back mountain of Yixing Pavilion. This tree yields once every fifty years, and there are five three-color Dao Fruits, which are obtained by the winners of various realms and those who have made great contributions to the sect in the past fifty years."

　　 "In this way, this wonderful calligraphy event is indeed the first grand event in Yixing Pavilion." Liang Yan said: "I just don't know if our Qi-refining monks can have this blessing?"

"You think too much about this!" Sun Qianli smiled: "Participants in this grand gathering must have at least a foundation level or above. Only some disciples with special identities in the Qi training period will be led by their elders or masters. As for the Kylin Daoguo, that is even more so."

　　 "That's it!" Liang Yan nodded. For some reason, a slim young girl dressed in white appeared in his mind. "If it were her, I must be able to attend this wonderful calligraphy meeting."

　　 Thinking of Tang Diexian, Liang Yan fell silent for a moment. Sun Qianli saw that he suddenly looked like he didn't belong, so he couldn't help but ask: "Brother Liang, what's the matter with you? Is it okay?"

　　 "It's okay!" Liang Yan recovered, couldn't help but smile. Since I have already made a vow that I will not see this woman until the foundation is built, why bother to think about these things and mess up my mood for no reason. He was not a dragger, smiled at this moment, said goodbye to Sun Qianli, and turned back to his room.