The white-haired young man was waiting outside the hall. Seeing that Fang Xing had come out, he held his hand. A green cloud floated under their feet, and they flew straight to the Hidden Dragon Peak of the Blue Cloud Sect. When they came to a small path on the mountainside, the white-haired young man pointed at the path, smiled slightly, and turned into a pine needle that fell to the ground. Fang Xing was stunned by this magical scene. He scratched his head and walked into the forest.
After walking along the path for half an hour, he came to the end of the path under an ancient pine tree. He saw that under the ancient pine tree, there was a white-haired man sitting cross-legged. He looked exactly the same as the spiritual body that brought him here just now. However, he could not see through the cultivation of this white-haired man. Obviously, the cultivation of his real body far exceeded the spiritual body, and it was not something that the Yin Yang Fiendgod mirror could see through.
And opposite the white-haired young man, there was a black-haired old man, who was thinking hard, and ignored Fang Xing.
In between the two, there was a black chessboard. Looking at the Yin Yang Fiendgod mirror, it was actually the Black Sea Mysterious Ice Stone, a rare refining material in the cultivation world. And the chess pieces on the chessboard, the white ones were the Serene Ice White Jade Crystal, and the black ones were the Spirit Rhinoceros Ink Beast Bone. Both were extremely rare and precious materials, especially the Spirit Rhinoceros Ink Beast Bone, which could be used to refine pills.
Seeing that the two of them were focused on the game, and did not pay attention to him, Fang Xing sat down by himself.
He knew that these cultivators had strange tempers. Maybe they were testing him, so it was better to be obedient for a while.
Unexpectedly, this sat for six hours, from noon to evening, and the two of them were still focused on the chessboard, completely ignoring him.
After sitting for two hours, Fang Xing felt a little restless. On the fourth hour, he got up and walked his legs. On the sixth hour, he stretched his head to look at the chessboard in front of the two of them. He saw that the black and white chess pieces were intertwined in a complicated way, forming lines and lines that were difficult to understand. It looked a little tragic, but he did not understand the theory of chess, so he could not understand the situation.
After another hour, the black-haired old man's eyes suddenly lit up, and he placed a white piece on the chessboard.
The white-haired young man smiled. He picked up a black chess piece and put it in. The black-haired old man's joyful face immediately froze. He smiled bitterly and picked up the white chess pieces that had been blocked.
"How did you do that?"
Fang Xing couldn't hold it in anymore and asked curiously.
"You don't understand. Why are you asking?"
Disturbed, the black-haired old man glared at Fang Xing in annoyance before continuing to study the chess moves.
Fang Xing rolled his eyes and said, "Who says I don't know? Isn't it just black eating white pieces? "
The black-haired old man said, "You make it sound so simple. Why don't you let me try eating a black chess piece?"
Fang Xing said, "What's so difficult about it?"
As soon as he said that, the black-haired old man immediately looked at him strangely. There was some disdain in his eyes, but there was also some doubt. He thought to himself that this little brat was so confident, and he was also someone that the Martial Granduncle thought highly of. Could it be that he really had a unique wisdom and could turn the tables on this chess game that he had been playing for a year and was showing signs of defeat?
Even the white-haired young man's eyes moved, and he looked at Fang Xing with interest.
He called Fang Xing over because he wanted to test Fang Xing to see if he was suitable to inherit his cultivation method. And the key point of this test was to see Fang Xing's perception. If Fang Xing really had such profound chess skills, it would mean that his perception was not bad. So he also smiled and said, "Martial Nephew Li Shi's Great Dragon has been cut. If you can solve the crisis, I will teach you a technique!"
Fang Xing was stunned and said blankly, "What Great Dragon Slaying?"
The black-haired old man was speechless. He pointed at the chessboard and said, "He wants to eat my pieces, and I want to eat his pieces. Now that my defeat is already set in stone, there's nothing I can do to reverse the situation. If you can help my pieces eat his, then you win!"
Fang Xing's eyes lit up. He looked at the white-haired young man and said, "Is this true?"
The white-haired young man smiled and did not deny it.
The black-haired old man scolded, "With Martial Uncle Bai's status, would he lie to you?"
Fang Xing suddenly laughed. He reached out and grabbed a black chess piece from the chessboard. He threw it into his mouth like a jelly bean and swallowed it. Then he looked at the two of them and said, "Is this enough? Do you want to eat two more? "
"Uh …"
The white-haired young man and the black-haired old man were stunned at the same time.
Fang Xing looked back and found that this black chess piece was really good. It was made of the Spirit Rhino Ink Beast's bone and contained a lot of spiritual energy.
"Is this how you eat chess pieces?"
The black-haired old man asked with a wry smile.
Fang Xing said, "In any case, it's all eating chess pieces. What's the difference?"
The black-haired old man was speechless. The white-haired young man suddenly smiled and threw away the chess piece in his hand. He said, "Martial Nephew Li Shi, this little featherhead ate one of my black chess pieces. It really solved your crisis. Well, if this game of chess continues, I'm afraid it will take another year or two. Let's stop for now. When you and I have time, we can continue this game of chess!"
The black-haired old man was overjoyed. He smiled and said, "Thank you, Martial Uncle!"
The white-haired young man smiled and said, "If you want to thank someone, you should thank this person who helped you eat one of my chess pieces!"
The black-haired old man laughed and patted Fang Xing's shoulder. He said, "Good boy, come to the Makshin Valley another day. I will thank you properly!"
He bowed to the white-haired young man. Then he flicked his sleeves and flew away on a green cloud.
The white-haired young man smiled and looked at Fang Xing from head to toe.
Fang Xing obediently sat up and let the white-haired young man look at him. He couldn't help but ask, "You want to teach me techniques?"
The white-haired young man smiled and suddenly said, "As soon as you entered the mountain gate, you went to the Ghost City and looted all the spirit stones. When the gate was distributing spirit stones, you injured a second layer spirit formation disciple and robbed three C level aptitude disciples. Later, you entered the Ghost City and cheated an outer disciple Hou Qing's Monster Elixir. When you went to the Demon Miasma Mountain to kill the demons, you killed four outer disciples …"
Listening to his voice, Fang Xing's hair stood up. He screamed and jumped up.
"You … How did you know?"
He was sweating cold sweat. These things were extremely secretive. Only he knew. How did this white-haired monster know?
The white-haired young man smiled and didn't answer. Instead, he asked, "When you did these things, weren't you afraid?"
Fang Xing had seen the white-haired young man's magical power. He used a pine needle to create a spiritual body. His cultivation was many times higher than his, not to mention his real body. Although he was afraid, he couldn't raise any thoughts of resistance. After the panic, he sat down dejectedly and said, "What's the use of being afraid? Who asked me to be poor? How are you going to punish me? "
He directly asked the white-haired young man how to "punish" him. He hoped that the white-haired young man wouldn't take his life.
No matter how he was punished, at least he wouldn't lose his life.
The white-haired young man said, "Since you entered the outer court, you have violated the sect's rules seven times. You should be punished seven times!"
Fang Xing was stunned. He secretly calculated in his heart and cried out with grievance, "No, your number is wrong!"
The white-haired young man was slightly startled and said, "What's wrong?"
Fang Xing complained bitterly: "Robbing the Ghost Market twice counts as two times. Liu Feng robbed me, and I robbed him, counts as one time. Robbing that damn sissy counts as one time. Hou Qing forced me to enter the Demon Miasma Mountain … it only counts as one time …"
At this point, he raised his head and looked at the white-haired young man. The other smiled and said, "Tell me the rest as well!"
Seeing the other person's expression, Fang Xing knew that after he entered the Blue Cloud Sect, the other person probably knew everything. There was no use in hiding it now, so he might as well say it out loud. Otherwise, the other person would wrongly accuse him and add one more time. Thus, he made up his mind and said, "Robbing Meng Xuanzhao counts as one. Forcing him to return my spirit stones counts as another … Adding everything up, it's only six times, right?"
The white-haired young man said, "You just ate one of my chess pieces and caused me to not win this game. Counts as one too!"
"Uh … Alright!"
Fang Xing hung his head dejectedly and said pitifully, "Senior, just look at how I've been alone since I was young, with no one to rely on …"
The more he spoke, the more pitiful he became. It seemed like his tears were about to fall.
The white-haired young man said, "Don't pretend to be pitiful, or else your punishment will be even more severe!"
The haze on Fang Xing's face was immediately swept away. He put on a look of a troublemaker and said, "Then tell me what to do!"
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