The exclamation of the South Jin Kingdom chess master caused a commotion outside the pavilion.
Anyone who knew how to play chess would have heard of Master Dongming's name, even if he had only learned a little. Around the Lanke Temple, where there were many strong chess players, he was the only one recognized as the top player in the Wa Mountain for more than a hundred years. Even in the world, he was the most outstanding figure.
When Master Dongming was still a young monk, he had already shown his supreme wisdom in chess. He was responsible for guarding the last three games of chess on the Wa Mountain for more than a decade. When he was middle-aged, he suddenly disappeared without a trace. It was said that he had died a long time ago, but he was still the most legendary figure in the hearts of the chess players in the world.
The South Jin Kingdom chess master looked at the old monk in the pavilion and thought that this old monk was regarded as the patriarch by many chess players. His body trembled uncontrollably and he said in a trembling voice, "Are you still alive?"
The old monk looked at him in surprise and said, "I didn't expect that someone in the world would recognize me."
The South Jin Kingdom chess master finally calmed down a little. He hurriedly knelt on the futon and bowed to the old monk. He said respectfully, "I have seen your portrait in the Taoist field since I was a child, so I know you."
The old monk sighed and said, "When I was traveling in the South Jin Kingdom, I played a game of chess with Xiaosu. I didn't expect him to remember it."
The South Jin Kingdom chess master did not dare to interrupt when the master mentioned his teacher. However, he could not suppress his doubts and asked, "Master, why did you disappear for so many years?"
After a moment of silence, the old monk said, "Many years ago, a young man came to the Lanke Temple. His chess skills were amazing and he defeated all the monks in the temple. So I went down the Wa Mountain and played three games with him. In the first two games, I won one game and lost one game. In the third game, we had a dispute because of a different calculation method."
"The young man was extremely proud. He was probably anxious, so his words became more and more unpleasant. At that time, I did not know why I was angry and slapped him. The young man spat out a mouthful of blood and scolded me for being shameless. He left with hatred. I thought about what had happened that day and found that his calculation method was correct. I could not help but feel remorseful. After being enlightened by Elder Qishan, I left the chess room and lived in seclusion. I used cultivation to resolve my regret."
The chess master of the South Jin Kingdom was shocked.
He was proud of his amazing chess skills, and the Chaotic Game beside the Jumping Tiger Stream was not difficult for him. But he never thought that he could defeat Master Dongming in chess. Even if Master Dongming had not touched the chessboard for many years, he still had no chance to win. But when Master Dongming was at his peak, someone could be on par with him!
Who was that youth back then?
The South Jin Kingdom chess master silently counted the time, and a legendary name that he admired the most gradually came to mind.
But he couldn't say that name in front of Master Dongming, so he asked, "Why did you come out this time to preside over the Tile Mountain Chess Game?"
The old monk looked at the curtain quietly. He did not speak but he had already given his answer.
Sangsang was the only one who could bring the grandmaster of the chess world back to the world.
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The chessboard was very big, and so were the chess pieces. They needed to use specially made wooden forks to carry the chess pieces to the place where they wanted to land. Ning Que wanted to help, but Sangsang refused.
Seeing that she was so focused that she even forgot to cough, Ning Que was relieved. Then he focused on the chessboard through the gap of the curtain, although he could not understand it.
The chess master of the South Jin Kingdom could understand it, but he was much quieter than when he was beside the Jumping Tiger Stream. He no longer jumped up and down, but sat on the futon and watched the chess pieces quietly. He looked very honest.
He did not think that Sangsang could defeat Master Dongming, not even the slightest possibility. He thought that today's game was more like the game he played with the Empress in the palace.
Because chess was definitely not a simple calculation. The highest level needed wisdom, experience, and even an elusive feeling. No matter how delicate the endgame was, it was still alive. But when playing, the person on the other side of the chessboard was alive. Even if Sangsang was a heaven-teller and could forcibly solve the Chaotic Game with her incredible calculation ability, how could she predict the thoughts of her opponent, especially an unfathomable chess player like Master Dongming?
However, the development of the game was completely different from what the chess master of the South Jin Kingdom had imagined.
In the autumn pavilion, the number of black and white chess pieces on the big chessboard gradually increased, but the balance was still maintained.
The chess master of the South Jin Kingdom was sure that it was not because Master Dongming was old and weak, which caused his chess skills to decline. Instead, it was because the white chess moves were more exquisite than the chess manual he had seen in the Taoist field. The chess configuration was like an antelope hanging its horn, and there was no trace of it at all. It was so wonderful that it could not be calculated.
Under such circumstances, the chess game was in a stalemate, which could only mean one thing — Sangsang, who held the black chess piece, was not inferior to Master Dongming at all in the chess game!
In the eyes of the chess master of the South Jin Kingdom, the black chess moves were completely different from Master Dongming's. The black chess moves were purely based on the incredibly meticulous calculation, which was so meticulous that there were no loopholes. Gradually, it gave off a feeling that it was made by nature!
When the black chess piece made its first move, it seemed that it had already thought of what would happen after a hundred moves. The clues were hidden in the ethereal chess moves, which could not be imagined by ordinary people. What was more shocking was that the black chess pieces were so ruthless and tough in the middle game, as if the will of God had come to the world!
When the chess master of the South Jin Kingdom looked at Master Dongming's white chess pieces, he felt as if he had melted into the spring scenery, which was so warm and beautiful that he did not want to wake up. When he looked at Sangsang's black chess pieces, he felt as if he had come to the winter waterfall and watched the cold water splashing on the snow-covered cliff. He soberly felt the beauty and pain, and wanted to leave but did not want to.
Sometimes it was warm in spring, sometimes it was cold in winter, sometimes it was on the lake, and sometimes it was in front of the waterfall. The chess master of the South Jin Kingdom looked at such a game and felt extremely happy. It was like a cultivator who had taken a Heavenly Power Pill. He felt that his body had become so light that he could float to the pavilion at any time. It was so wonderful that he did not seem to be in the human world!
When his eyes moved between the black and white chess pieces, he would wake up from time to time and look at the black chess pieces with some doubts. He felt that the chilling chess style was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.
He thought that he was shocked by the reappearance of Master Dongming, so he was a little absent-minded. He always felt that everything he saw was familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before. Then he forgot about it.
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In the autumn pavilion, the black and white chess pieces on the big chessboard became denser and denser.
The black and white colors on the chessboard created a feeling of harmony, which was perfect and balanced. The chess master of the South Jin Kingdom stared at the chessboard in a daze and had long forgotten where he was.
Although he was not a cultivator, he faintly understood something.
The people outside the autumn pavilion were no exception. The chessboard in the pavilion was large enough for them to see clearly. However, at this time, in the quiet crowd, no one paid attention to the details of the game.
They saw the alternation of night and day, morning and dusk. The world kept rotating, and then they heard the bell in the morning and the drum in the evening.
Amidst the bell and drum in the evening, a sense of peace gradually emerged. There was no longer any desire to win or lose.
The autumn wind blew, and the birds in the forest behind the pavilion were chirping and the cold insects were silent.
The chess master of the South Jin Kingdom did not know when his eyes became wet.
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After a long time.
"The only thing I regret in my life is not being able to see Master Dongming and Master Song Qian play. Today I have seen it with my own eyes. Even if I die now, I will have no regrets."
The chess master of the South Jin Kingdom bowed to the old monk and said, "Thank you, master."
Then he turned to bow to the curtain and said sincerely, "Thank you, young lady. You let me know that there are people with innate wisdom in the world. I am not qualified to be your teacher. I only wish to be your disciple."
Sangsang said with some shame, "I rarely win in the mountains. I am not qualified to be your disciple."
Hearing this, the chess master of the South Jin Kingdom was slightly shocked. He thought that her playing style was somewhat familiar and could not help but think of an impossible possibility. He asked with a trembling voice, "May I ask, young lady … did you learn chess from Master Song Qian?"
Sangsang shook her head in confusion.
Ning Que frowned slightly. He felt that the name was strange, but he did seem to have heard it somewhere.
The old monk looked at the curtain and asked with concern, "How is Mr. Song doing in the Academy?"
Hearing this, Ning Que finally remembered that when the back of the mountain of the Academy distributed winter clothes last year, Second Brother's little attendant had once said the name Song Qian. Wasn't that …
"Are you talking about Fifth Brother?"
Ning Que's voice spread outside the pavilion. People were shocked and began to talk. They just knew that Master Song Qian, the Chess Sage of South Jin Kingdom, had been cultivating on the Second floor of the Academy all these years. They could not help but admire the Academy even more.
The chess master of the South Jin Kingdom seemed to be dumbfounded. After a long time, he came to his senses and screamed, "I want to go to the Academy! I want to go to the Academy! I want to see Master Song Qian! "
Ning Que did not expect that Fifth Brother, who was so obsessed with chess that he often forgot to eat and looked unkempt, would be so famous in the world. He could not help but be stunned.
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The game in the pavilion was over. The two sides were equally matched. No one had the heart to destroy the perfect combination of black and white. They even felt that it was a blasphemy to count the pieces. Therefore, there was no winner without the number of pieces.
The regretful look on Master Dongming's face had disappeared. As if he had understood something, he looked at Sangsang through the curtain and said with a smile, "Black and white are determined by your heart. If you want to choose black, you choose black. If you want to choose white, you choose white. It's up to you. Life is no different from a chess game."
Then he stood up and looked at monk Guan Hai and the abbot of the Lanke Temple outside the pavilion. He said slowly, "Since Younger Brother has sealed the Chaotic Ke Game by the stream, I will also seal this game. If there are guests who want to go up the mountain, please do not stop them."
Monk Guan Hai was very surprised and asked in confusion, "Why?"
Master Dongming said, "To be able to play a game of chess with such an opponent, and to be able to play such a game as the last game of my life. Is there a better ending than this?"
The people outside the pavilion were very shocked. They thought that the Chaotic Ke Game by the stream had been sealed, and the second game in the pavilion had become the last one. Was the legendary Three Games of Tile Mountain going to end today?
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The black horse carriage slowly went to the top of the mountain.
Ning Que thought of the chess game in the pavilion and finally could not help asking, "Who won?"
Sangsang said, "I should have won a few pieces, but the black pieces were at an advantage."
Ning Que was startled, and then he laughed.
Then, he sighed and said, "No wonder Fifth Brother said that the monks in the Lanke Temple were good at playing chess. You learned from him. Today, you beat that old monk, and you won back the blood that Senior Brother spat out back then."
Dozens of days ago.
At the back of the mountain of the Academy, people saw Ning Que and Sangsang off.
At that time, Fifth Brother looked at Sangsang and said kindly, "Sangsang's understanding of chess is far better than Youngest Brother's. The important task of maintaining the Academy as the best chess player in the world … will be handed over to you."
The Academy was the best in the world, whether it was chess, zither or calligraphy.
However, it was not easy to maintain this position.
But it was just as Fifth Brother had hoped.
Today, Sangsang did it.
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