Three days later, when Yang Guang attacked Goryeo, Cailin, the master of Gaoli Yijian, was blocked by a mysterious Taoist and defeated him, and after the news that he had a single arm was dismissed.

The world was shaken, and this news spread all over the country in the shortest time, even if it was outside the grasslands.

For the people of the Central Plains, this is quite exciting news. You should know that in recent decades, as the older generation gradually left, the central god who was originally threatening to demonstrate was only one martial arts master left on the surface, and the fact that the barbarians on the grassland and the small country of Goryeo has long made martial artists who practice martial arts feel quite aggrieved.

Now, someone in the Central Plains has defeated Master Yi Jian, and this news has greatly stimulated the people of the Central Plains.

Even though Yuan Qingwei did not leave his name, he became the spiritual idol of countless warriors in the world and was regarded by warriors in the world as another martial arts master after the Sanren Ning Daoqi in the Middle Earth.

Cailin, the master Yijian, who was originally a master of martial arts, was stabbed by Yuan Qingwei because his sword-holding hand was damaged and his sword heart was considered to be broken. He should have fallen from the altar of the three masters.

However, warriors who have some understanding of the Grand Master realm still regard him as a top-notch master, and his status is even above the top warriors of the Central Plains, "Sky Knife" and "Evil King".

Even in the world, there is a vague saying that "the great master is above Yi Jian".

Compared with the excitement of the people in the Central Plains, Goryeo was trapped in extreme pessimism.

Like the people of the Central Plains, the people were strong and the people were resisting the passionate people of Korea. Because of the failure of the spiritual leader, the people's hearts were broken and they could not stop the invasion of the Great Sui army.

At this point, in the winter of Daye's 11th year, the royal family of Goryeo was captured, and the territory of Goryeo restored to the Han system, making it Lelang County.

But what is surprising is that shortly after Yang Guang captured Goryeo, in the spring of the 12th year of Daye, he raised an army to attack the Lingnan Song ranks again.

Speaking of which, the Song family in Lingnan is the only top family in the world that still retains the complete Han family's clothes, and the Song family has always been dissatisfied with Yang Jian's rise to power.

When Emperor Wen of Sui Yang Jian destroyed the Chen Kingdom and unified the world, he thought that he would do his best to conquer the Songjiashan City in Lingnan in one go.

However, at that time, Song Que, the head of the Song family, not only had his personal combat capabilities, but his military command capabilities were also beyond ordinary people. He led the Song family army to fight against the Sui Dynasty, won ten battles and finally stopped in Yi'an, and he also submitted a letter to him.

Yang Jian had no choice but to accept this and agreed that the Song family had divided the rule of Lingnan, which was almost a country among the country.

Therefore, although Yang Guang's actions seemed a bit crazy to the people of the world, it was normal to see Yuan Qingwei and Qi Hui who knew the inside story.

"It's pitiful to all the people in the world!" Sun Simiao sighed when he heard the news of Yang Guang's going south.

Yuan Qing, who was beside him, shook his head slightly and said, "No matter how emotional a fellow Taoist sighs, it is just useless. Why not come and play a game with me?"

Yuan Qingwei said, just raised his hand to signal. Sun Simiao glanced at the chessboard and saw that the black and white chess pieces were intertwined on the nineteen vertical and horizontal paths, like Yin and Yang Tai Chi, dividing the universe.

Among them, Bai Zi's aura was fierce, like a sharp sword, cutting the black Zi to pieces, full of evil spirits.

The blackspot moisturizes things silently, and looks scattered, but it is self-organized, as difficult to figure out as fate.

Sun Simiao looked at the chess game, pondered for a moment, and asked, "Brother Dao, with these two sets of sword techniques, you have already deduced twenty-seven sets of sword techniques! Haven't you grasped Fu Cailin's swordsmanship yet?"

"Although Fu Cailin's "Nine Profound Great (Defense) Method" and the chess sword technique can be called first-class, they only stop there, which is still much worse than "The Daoxin Demon Great (Defense) Method". But Fu Cailin's sword heart is very interesting. I have deduced twenty-seven first-class sword techniques, but I still can't grasp his sword heart."

"Then are you still playing chess?"

Sun Simiao felt that he was unable to understand Yuan Qingwei now. They had known each other for more than 20 years. In the early 10 years, Yuan Qingwei seemed peaceful, but in fact he was active, which was unpredictable.

In the next ten years, he seemed to like to interfere in the world, but in essence, Sun Simiao could see that Yuan Qingwei was very calm and the changes in the situation did not affect his mood.

Now, he didn't know what he was thinking, so he ran here alone to play chess with himself. Sun Simiao really couldn't understand such a mentality.

In contrast, Yuan Qingwei just smiled and didn't say much.

After he fought with Fu Cailin, he had become fussy recently and had a certain interest in Fu Cailin's path.

Whenever I have time, I will find someone to play chess, and during the game, I simulate the concept of Fu Cailin's swordsmanship and repeatedly deduce it.

As time goes by, Yuan Qingwei's chess power has become stronger and stronger. Now no one in the Louguan Dao can play chess with Yuan Qingwei. In addition, when playing chess with Yuan Qingwei, there will always be a sense of fighting swords. Over time, Yuan Qingwei cannot find anyone who plays chess.

However, as a immortal monk, he was a basic operation of one mind and two things. Even if no one was accompanying him, he was very happy to be alone.

"Brother Dao!" Sun Simiao saw that Yuan Qingwei was reluctant to answer for a long time, so he couldn't help but speak again.

Yuan Qingwei frowned slightly when he heard this, but finally replied: "Fellow Taoist, don't worry. It will be better for us to do it when it's our turn to do it. In this situation, we have obviously overwhelmed the Buddhist sect. If we are in a hurry to do it, we will probably be shot out by someone. At this moment, it's better to wait for a moment!"

While speaking, Yuan Qingwei also packed up the chess pieces and looked at Sun Simiao and said, "Actually, compared to me, fellow Taoist, you should pay attention to yourself. Whether it is the path you chose or the "Huangtian Great (Defense) Method" you practice, there are conflicts with the "Eternal Life Skill". If it cannot be resolved in time, I am afraid..."

"I can see it myself?" Sun Simiao sighed when he saw this: "And also knowing the problem. Unfortunately, when he met Shi Long that day, he couldn't resist the greed in his heart. He glanced at the "Eternal Life Art" left in his hands by Brother Dao, and tried to incorporate the theory into his own system, but he didn't expect that he ended up like this!"

"Damage is the basis of good fortune, and good fortune is the basis of bad fortune." Yuan Qing shook his head slightly and said, "My fellow Taoist has also practiced the "Huangtian Great (Defense) Method" to an extremely profound level over the years, and refined the nature of the clear ones, so as to vote without... the heart of Tao will never waver. Now, if you take the opportunity to see through the "Eternal Life Skill", you may not be able to go further."

"Refining the mind of oneself, keeping the mind in mind and being clear and clear. We must make the innate true energy in our body transform into spirits. The spirit in our body can roam outside. When the spirit moves, it moves, and when it moves, it changes. When it changes, it changes. From the spirit to the state of mind, it will not be confused by the object, and refining the mind to become spirits." Sun Simiao quietly repeated the essence of the eighth level of his own exercises and sighed: "It is easy to say, but it is not easy to do. I touched this state ten years ago, but I still have no clue yet."

Listening to Sun Simiao's words, Yuan Qingwei's originally frowning brows couldn't help but flicker. He found that Sun Simiao in front of him seemed to have changed a lot. After thinking about it, he just looked at his eyebrows a little.

"Read!"

With a light roar, Sun Simiao trembled all over, and a little demonic thought was slightly shaken out by Yuan Qing.

"I'm..." Sun Simiao shook his head when he saw this, Yuan Qing still frowned and said, "Fellow Taoist, you have been plotted against."
Chapter completed!