Chapter 185: Zhenlong chess game, the method of transforming energy

"Xingxiu old monster Ding Chunqiu is here as expected!"

Li Ming, his fellow disciples, Doctor Xue and others stood nearby, staring intently outside the valley.

At the same time, he also noticed that there was a group of people standing opposite him, especially the young man in the lead, who was particularly eye-catching.

"That person is the famous Gusu Murong Fu." Doctor Xue came over and whispered to Li Ming.

Hearing this name, Li Ming couldn't help but look at the other party a few more times. At the same time, he found that the other party was also looking at him, but there seemed to be some unkindness in his eyes.

At this moment, the sounds of flattery outside the valley were getting closer and closer.

Before the deaf-mute disciples at the entrance of the valley could come forward to ask questions, a strong wind suddenly blew in their faces, knocking them over and sending them flying backwards.

The deaf-mute disciple clawed at the air with his hands and feet in pain, and at the same time a black gas appeared on his face.

poisonous!

Li Ming saw it instantly and stood in front of Doctor Xue and others.

poof...

Several deaf-mute disciples fell heavily to the ground. In just a moment, pus appeared on their faces and began to fester. They quickly lost their lives.

The strong wind continued to blow towards the valley.

Everyone in the valley who saw this scene was terrified and hurriedly dodged to the back, fearing that they would not be able to escape in time.

Only a few people stood still.

The strong wind blew in front of Li Ming, and just when it touched the area several feet in front of him, Li Ming casually released some true Qi. The powerful vitality contained in it directly dissolved the poison in the strong wind and at the same time isolated all the attacks.

Doctor Xue and his disciples behind Li Ming didn't even have their collars fluttering.

On the other side, Murong Fu deliberately did not dodge, as if he wanted to prove that he was not weaker than Li Ming.

But he was relatively not as relaxed and casual as Li Ming.

Seeing the strong wind coming, he concentrated his mind to deal with it. The moment the strong wind reached his body, he suddenly stretched out his hand to block it. A momentum seemed to condense into substance before his death.

Then a smooth force emerged, causing the attack to circle around the body and fly in other directions.

The trick of using the opponent's force to counter attack is the Murong family's unique family skill, Dou Zhuan Xing Yi.

"it is good!"

A voice of praise came from Mr. Su Xinghe, the smart and eloquent man who was sitting in front of the chessboard and playing chess.

This made the young man sitting opposite him playing chess look confused.

Isn't Mr. Congbian known for never saying a word? Why is he speaking suddenly?
After the attack, a dense and chaotic crowd of figures were seen walking into the valley.

"Xingxiu Old Immortal, with great magical powers, invincible, number one in the world!"

No one else could speak such disgusting words of flattery except the disciples of the Xingxiu Sect.

These were a mob, looking annoying but actually not dangerous. Everyone's attention was focused on the old man in the center of them, who was being carried on a rattan chair.

Although he is old, he doesn't look frail at all. Instead, he is very... handsome!

Even Li Ming felt a sense of strangeness, because such words were rarely used to describe an old man.

Although the other person's hair and beard were white, they were meticulously groomed and very smooth and flowing.

He was leaning against a rattan chair, his temperament was casual and unrestrained, and the skin on his face did not look like that of an old man at all, but was smooth, delicate and rosy.

His facial features are first-rate, enough to imagine how handsome he was when he was young.

Regardless of whether the other party is good or evil, at least it looks great at first glance.

No wonder he is called Xingxiu Old Immortal. At first glance, he really does look like an immortal.

Many people felt this in their hearts.

"You two little guys are quite interesting because you can block my corpse poison."

When the old Xingxiu immortal Ding Chunqiu entered the valley, his eyes first swept over Li Ming and Murong Fu.

He said it lightly, but there was already a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

However, he just passed it over and didn't say much. Instead, he focused his eyes on Su Xinghe.

"Su Xinghe, if I heard you correctly just now, you have already broken your vow! You clearly promised not to speak a word in your life, what do you have to say now?"

Ding Chunqiu asked sternly.

Su Xinghe was not at all flustered. He lowered his head and continued to play chess with the opponent, sneering.

"You came today, whether I speak or not, I will be unsuccessful, but can't I see it?"

Ding Chunqiu was about to say something else, but was interrupted by Su Xinghe waving his hand.

"Let's not talk about other things for now. Let's wait until I finish playing chess with these people."

"Okay, I'll wait for you for a while. I don't think you can run to the sky!"

After Ding Chunqiu finished speaking, he ordered his disciples to carry him to a nearby place.

As soon as he appeared, everyone else hurriedly distanced themselves, fearing that the poison from Ding Chunqiu's body would drift over.

Many people looked at the miserable deaths of the deaf-mute disciples and were horrified.

Ding Chunqiu still sat on the rattan chair without moving, but his disciples were not idle. They continued to shout slogans of flattery in turn, showing no signs of fatigue, which made everyone present a little upset.

The young man who was playing against Su Xinghe was already confused by the Zhenlong chess game, and when he saw Ding Chunqiu appear, he became even more frightened. It wasn't long before he was defeated and defeated.

"Let me try again!"

Seeing that no one came out to continue the game, Duan Yu, who had been following Wang Yuyan, volunteered to show off and sat opposite Su Xinghe.

As the pieces fell one by one, Duan Yu's brows gradually frowned as he went from being relaxed at the beginning.

After a while, he sighed, stood up and shook his head repeatedly.

"This chess game is indeed very ingenious. I lost."

"Master Duan made more than ten moves than the others, which is already pretty good!"

Su Xinghe praised him while observing Duan Yu and pondering in his mind.

This Zhenlong chess game is extremely mysterious. It is not just a chess game, it also has the effect of confusing the mind.

If the average person has a bad character or is too obsessed, it is not surprising that he will quickly become distracted by the game of chess, his mind will be affected, and he may even become obsessed.

But Duan Yu has a very good mentality. After such a long time, there is no sign of him losing his mind, which at least proves that he has a good character.

He has a handsome appearance and seems to be a talented martial artist. It would be a good idea to let him become the next leader of the Xiaoyao Sect and inherit his master's legacy.

Su Xinghe knew what was going on.

The main reason is that now that Ding Chunqiu has appeared, the situation has become more urgent and he doesn't have much time to be picky.

Among the many young talents invited today, there is indeed no one who performed better than Duan Yu.

Su Xinghe asked Duan Yu to wait aside and looked around with the last hope.

"Is there anyone else who wants to try this Zhenlong chess game?"

"I'll try."

Murong Fu put away his folding fan and walked over.

Seeing how relaxed Duan Yu was, he thought that his chess skills were not weak either.

But as soon as he sat down, a look of surprise flashed across Murong Fu's face.

It is clearly just a small chessboard, but the feeling it gives me is very strange, as if it is related to my state of mind.

Murong Fu tried to pick up the chess piece and made a few moves.

But the further he walked, the more he felt that he was hitting a wall everywhere and there were dead ends all around him. He couldn't help but become anxious. His entire attention was focused on the chessboard, and his facial expression gradually became distorted. He became impatient for quick success and instant benefits, without even realizing it.

Su Xinghe looked at Murong Fu's expression and couldn't help but shook his head.

Murong Fu's reputation is quite big, but looking at this performance, he is far inferior to Duan Yu. He is too obsessed, but he has no direction like a headless fly. On the chessboard, he is entangled in fighting in the corners. Not far away, Ding Chunqiu saw this scene and showed an interested look on his face.

As a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, he was of course well aware of the mysteries of the Zhenlong chess game.

One look at this performance revealed that Murong Fu had completely sunk into it.

Ding Chunqiu couldn't help but shout at the side.

"Master Murong, you are still entangled in the corners of the chessboard, and you still want to compete for the Central Plains? If I were you, I would rather end it as soon as possible without achieving anything!"

After saying this, a hint of evil humor emerged on Ding Chunqiu's face.

He came here today to settle accounts with Su Xinghe.

What Su Xinghe said before was right. He came here from afar and had no intention of going back empty-handed.

Regardless of whether Su Xinghe speaks or not, Ding Chunqiu will take action against him this time and use all means to force him to reveal the Xiaoyao Qixue and the location of the Xiaoyao Sect's treasure house.

He had heard of Murong Fu's reputation and knew that the other party was also strong. If a fight broke out, he might become a hindrance.

So we might as well take the opportunity to get rid of it.

Ding Chunqiu's words seemed to have magic and penetrated into Murong Fu's ears.

When Murong Fu heard this, his expression suddenly changed and his forehead was covered with sweat.

He stood up suddenly, his eyes still fixed on the chessboard, and he kept muttering to himself.

"The corners are tangled... Me, me!"

Murong Fu's expression became even more distorted. He kept thinking about how he had been running around in the martial arts world over the years, trying his best to win over heroes from all sides in order to restore his country, but to no avail...

In an instant, negative emotions such as despair, fatigue, and self-denial filled his heart.

Murong Fu raised his hand and stared at his palm, as if hesitating whether to commit suicide.

"Cousin, what are you doing!"

"Master, you absolutely cannot do that!"

Wang Yuyan and two retainers who were not far away saw this scene and were horrified. They quickly spoke up to remind them.

But Murong Fu seemed to be possessed by a demon and turned a deaf ear to their warnings.

"Master Duan, please help him quickly!"

Wang Yuyan finally remembered Duan Yu, the bootlicker, and asked him for help.

"okay!"

Seeing the beauty asking for favors, Duan Yu was like a chicken with its blood pumped up, and was about to walk towards this side.

But the old immortal Xingxiu's eyes fixed, and a fierce look flashed across them.

"Su Xinghe, I've already given you time, so stop stalling and deal with our affairs quickly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ding Chunqiu suddenly jumped up from the rattan chair.

With a wave of the feather fan in his hand, a strong wind formed by steam mixed with specks of light rushed towards Duan Yu.

On the one hand, he didn't want anyone to wake Murong Fu up and let him commit suicide.

On the other hand, he also noticed that Su Xinghe was interested in Duan Yu, so he wanted to get rid of him as well.

"Oh my god!"

When Duan Yu saw this, he remembered the deaths of those deaf-mute disciples and was shocked.

He had little experience in fighting with others, and for a moment he was unable to react or dodge, and was directly hit by the strong wind.

However, Duan Yu himself was the body of the Manggu Zhuha, which was immune to all poisons. When the poison came into contact with him, there was no reaction at all.

The next second, Duan Yu suddenly raised his hand, the true energy in his body surged, and a translucent sword energy flew towards the Xingxiu old monster.

It is the Shaoshang Sword among the Six Meridians Divine Swords.

"what!"

The sword energy was so sharp that Ding Chunqiu's true energy was actually cut directly.

The next second, he quickly dodged and avoided the sword energy.

"Ok?"

Su Xinghe raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect Duan Yu to be so powerful.

But he only had this one move. He subconsciously stretched out his fingers again, wanting to use the Six Meridians Divine Sword, but there was no movement.

The old immortal Xingxiu thought that the other party was trying to scare him on purpose, using some tricks to lure him forward, so he didn't dare to get close.

But after a moment, he realized that Duan Yu's martial arts skills did not seem to be very proficient, so he rushed over decisively.

Duan Yu stood there in a daze, about to die at the hands of the Xingxiu Immortal.

However, Su Xinghe, who had just been sitting in front of the chessboard, suddenly rushed over and stood in front of Duan Yu.

boom!
Su Xinghe and Ding Chunqiu faced each other with their palms.

Both of them are disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect and are very familiar with each other's strengths.

Ding Chunqiu didn't react, but Su Xinghe took several steps back, using his internal energy to force out the poison.

"Haha, Su Xinghe, after not seeing you for so long, your martial arts skills haven't improved at all!"

Before Ding Chunqiu finished speaking, his figure turned into a silver-white trace and attacked again.

"Xingxiu Old Immortal, invincible in the world!"

Seeing Ding Chunqiu being so brave, the disciples of the Xingxiu Sect couldn't help but wave their flags and cheer.

Su Xinghe wanted to resist, but his true energy was suddenly dissipated as soon as it came into contact with Ding Chunqiu.

The clearly strong true energy quickly turned into nothingness, and at the same time, a poison spread along his true energy.

"The great method of transforming energy!"

Su Xinghe looked surprised.

I didn't expect Ding Chunqiu's Qi-transforming technique to be so strong. It seems I can't handle it. Today is a bad day...

Su Xinghe was anxious.

It doesn't matter if he dies, but he can't complete the task assigned by his master, and he can't help Xiaoyao Sect find a new successor. This...

Su Xinghe subconsciously looked at Doctor Xue and others and shouted.

"You guys leave quickly!"

"Master!"

When Doctor Xue and the other eight friends of Hangu saw this scene, their hearts sank.

They wanted to meet the Master, but before they could say a word, the Master was in danger.

Although Doctor Xue and the others were not very good at martial arts, they were not afraid at all. Instead, they wanted to rush up to protect Su Xinghe.

But Li Ming's figure was much faster than theirs. With a slight shake, he used the Xiaoyao Yufeng body technique and disappeared on the spot.

Swish!
When Li Ming appeared, his figure had inexplicably appeared in front of Su Xinghe.

He reached out with one hand and took over the energy-transforming technique.

At the same time, powerful Xiaoyao Qi gushed out.

He was not trying to meddle in other people's business, but Su Xinghe could not die, otherwise wouldn't his trip be in vain?
But when the Xiaoyao Qi appeared, Ding Chunqiu was immediately frightened.

Su Xinghe looked up in shock, looking at the scene in disbelief, feeling an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

For a moment, both of them seemed to have hallucinations, as if they saw the founder of their Xiaoyao Sect standing in front of them.

(End of this chapter)