Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu were originally the center of attention, but today this situation is more obvious because many people have heard that Jing Jiu is going to challenge his childhood face in a chess battle.

Looking at him, there were all kinds of emotions in his sight, some ridicule him for overestimating his ability, some sympathize with him, and some worry about him, and some things were all there.

If people's eyes could really shine, Jing Jiu, who was looked at by so many people, would definitely be particularly bright.

Zhao Layue remembered the sentence that Jing Jiu had said before - that sentence mentioned the sun.

In countless sights, the four of them walked towards the depths of Qipan Mountain.

Seser held Zhao Layue's hand and talked about gossip. Zhao Layue was cold-hearted and would occasionally reply, but Seser was still very happy and kept chattering.

The senior sister Cui of the Hanging Lingsect explained to Jing Jiu apologetically: "There are very few people in the sect to speak."

Jing Jiu nodded and said, "It's also considered a match-up."

Senior Sister Cui smiled gratefully and said carelessly: "Which pavilion are you going to choose?"

Jing Jiu said, "I don't understand what you mean."

Senior Sister Cui was a little surprised and thought to herself that since you are planning to challenge your baby face at the Mei meeting, have you not made any preparations in advance, at least understand some rules?

The rules for the Meihui chess battle are very simple - the pavilions scattered in the green mountains are places for chess battles. Practitioners who sign up for chess battles can choose a pavilion to sit in at will, waiting for others to challenge themselves. Of course, you can also choose pavilions where you have already sat to challenge the other party.

Anyway, there is only one winner in the end of the chess battle, so it doesn’t matter how far you can go, and you don’t need to care about your luck and your opponent.

Zhao Layue heard their conversation and asked, "What if someone sat in the pavilion and no one was going to challenge it?"

"Before the start and after each round, the host of the Mei Club will seal the pavilion to ensure that everyone will have opponents."

Seser smiled sly and said, "Will you save a lot of energy by picking the weakest guy and then slowly delaying the time and to the end?"

If you really do this, you can really play a few less games, and it does not violate the rules, it is just a bit ugly.

Senior Sister Cui smiled and said, "Taking a chess is an elegant matter. There are teachers and legendary seniors watching. Who can afford to lose this person?"

Seser curled his lips and said, "If you don't take advantage of it, you are not demeanor or stupid."

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The Pinting in the Meihui chess battle is very particular.

For example, monks who believe that they have a strong heart of Tao often choose the pavilion closest to the waterfall.

——He himself can not be affected by the sound of waterfalls, but his opponent may not have such concentration.

But no matter what Seser thinks, in the eyes of most monks and mortals, playing chess is a very elegant thing first, and it is even more important to calligraphy, painting and piano. When participating in chess battles choose pavilions, they often pay more attention to whether the environment of the pavilion is charming enough, such as whether there is a bamboo shadow falling or can you hear the pine waves?

Qipan Mountain is protected by formations. Unless the rain, snow, ice and frost are disturbed, no matter how strong the wind enters the mountains, it will turn into a gust of breeze. In the breeze and bird singing, chess watchers can walk around the mountains and watch the chess game at will. In addition to not being able to talk and interfere with the game, there is no limit, even if they want to drink, it is okay, it feels like a slumber of water.

Which pavilion would Jing Jiu choose?

Sesse and Senior Sister Cui were both a little curious, and those monks who were watching him from a distance were also very concerned.

Zhao Layue thought, should he choose a pavilion that can bask in the sun?

Jing Jiu and the three walked across the bamboo sea and pine forest, walked through the waterfall, and continued to walk towards the mountains. They met some people on the way.

Some sect disciples who are familiar with Qingshan Sect quickly stepped forward to salute, and some small sects in the south even held rituals quite respectfully.

Some sects who are good at the West Sea Sword Sect and Kunlun Sect give in casually, and often snort with cold snorkeling.

Those sects who are intimate with the Zhongzhou Sect are calm on the surface, but their eyes look at Jing Jiu and others are a little annoying, because the mockery and joke inside are too obvious.

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"I'm not happy."

Zhao Layue showed no emotions on her face, but her eyes were a little cold.

"Why?"

Jing Jiu didn't understand why he was angry because of others' mockery and contempt.

He believed that Zhao Layue was also a person like him.

So he didn't understand why she was unhappy.

Zhao Layue said: "I know you can win, but I am the only one who knows you can win, which is not good."

Jing Jiu said: "More accurate?"

Zhao Layue thought for a while and said, "It's not a brocade night walk, nor is it another word. I can't think of a suitable description."

Se Se Youyou said: "It seems that it is indeed a very complicated emotion."

Senior Sister Cui was listening to the conversation and thought to herself that the fellow Taoists from Qingshan Sect were indeed devoted to practicing Taoism and did not understand anything else.

It is not so easy to win the chess game at the Mei Club?

Not to mention defeating the young master with a young face, even if Jing Jiu wants to meet the other party, according to the probability, he must at least win five or six games first.

The question is, can you win?

Jing Jiu once won the first place in the chess battle at the Sihai Banquet, but how can the Sihai Banquet be compared with the Meihui? In the eyes of many practitioners, the Sihai Banquet is just a clumsy imitation of the Meihui by the nouveau riche in the West Sea. The true background of the Taoist sects have always rarely participated, as for the achievements...

In the past, the winners of the Sihai Banquet Chess Battle often couldn't even enter the top 30 at the Meihui.

Senior Sister Cui was very worried that Jing Jiu would not understand these things and wanted to remind him that besides Tong Yanmei's meeting, there were many opponents that he could not defeat.

At this time, they happened to walk past a wild flower and came to a clearing space on the cliff. There were several pavilions scattered around them. For some reason, there were very few people here and they felt a little deserted.

Senior Sister Cui introduced to Jing Jiu: "Her name is Qu Niang, a disciple of Jing Zong, and his inheritance in the chess path is to continue the Grand Secretary of the previous dynasty."

A round-faced girl stood in front of the pavilion, breathing quietly, with freckles on her face, adding a bit of agility and cuteness.

She smiled and bowed to Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue and said, "I have met two uncles."

Jingzong and Qingzongshan have a good relationship, and Jing Jiu and Zhao leyue nodded and greeted each other.

The four of them continued to walk forward, and a scholar stood in front of the pavilion in front of the pavilion.

The scholar was washed in an old robe until his hair turned pale, holding the book in his hand. He was shaking his head and silently reading the audience, whether it was a scripture or a chess record.

Senior Sister Cui lowered her voice and said, "A Maozhai disciple Shangjilou has a very high chess trait. The last time Meihui lost to the three sons of Tongyan."

Listening to the footsteps, the scholar raised his head and said, "I have chosen this pavilion, you can go somewhere else."

This was very stiff. If it weren't for his dull expression, it would have been even more annoying.

Seser said unhappily: "Why? We can challenge you too!"

The scholar looked at Jing Jiu and said, "I want to lose back to Qingshan earlier, so I can do whatever I want."

"good."

A frivolous voice came not far ahead.

There is a big tree there, and there is a pavilion in front of the tree. The sun is hard to reach and it is very quiet.

A childish boy stood in front of the pavilion, looked at Jing Jiu and laughed and said, "I heard that you are going to challenge your childish face. We have specially found your chess record these two days. It's really ugly. If you want to live longer today, don't stay here. The farther away from us, the better, otherwise you will die even worse than your chess."
Chapter completed!