
"Silk Diamond?"
Yi Feng was a little confused.
Did you see it wrong?
However, this monk looked like a prominent monk, it was very hard not to believe.
Guess that might be wrong.
After all, in the hands of such a majestic monk, how could there be a book like he had imagined.
“Donor, please see if I have spiritual roots!” The monk stretched out his palm and said with a smile.
The old beard nodded and put his hands down.
After a while, he said casually: "Spiritual charity is being."
“Amitabha, then I will sit down as a benefactor?” He shouted with clenched hands.
"sit."
The old beard nodded.
This way, the two started to fight.
And Yi Feng did not leave in a hurry, but just watched chess from the sidelines.
Yi Feng was able to see that both of them possessed outstanding chess skills, and they were not comparable to Yin Shengfu before.
Soon, the game of chess had reached its peak.
The old man with the beard, who was originally expressionless, became serious.
After which, sweat gradually flowed from his forehead, staring at the monk in front of him in disbelief.
He never imagined that the monk before him was a teacher he could not imagine!
"Seniors...Senior, how dare I show such vices in front of Senior?"
He could no longer remain calm, and while looking at the monk before him, he would wake up.
"Hey, what the donor said, the donor doesn't have to do this." The monk smiled softly: "Treat it as an ordinary game."
"Thank you senior."
The mustachioed old man sat down again, wiped the sweat off his forehead, and became very serious at the same time nervously.
And the results that followed were unexpected.
After the old beard thrashed, he immediately lost the game.
He got up quickly, bowed to the monk, and said in awe: "Thank you senior has raised your hand, just now, junior has benefited a lot."
"The donor is polite."
The monk smiled kindly.
But the bearded old man was still full of admiration, and about the legacy of the coats and coats mentioned on the poster, he was also speechless.
And Yi Feng, who was witnessing the excitement, also got up and left.
Of course, he could also see that the monk's chess skills were indeed much better than that of the old man, and in the chess game earlier, he even gave the old man some water.
But at this moment, the monk sitting cross-legged suddenly shouted to him, "Do you not want to go with the poor monk?"
heard.
Yi Feng's eyes twinkled. In fact, his hands were itching for a long time. The key is that this monk's chess skill is amazing!
"Can you?"
he asked in haste.
"certain."
The monk smiled gently.
With the monk's approval, Yi Feng turned his gaze to the bearded old man.
Anyway, this is the place.
"Of course it doesn't matter."
When the moustached old man saw this, he hurriedly spoke up. After all, the monk agreed, how could he possibly disagree?
And looked into the monk's eyes, also full of admiration.
This is a true master to go back to the original!
Even in the face of such humans without spiritual roots, they could still treat them equally.
I really don't know what kind of luck humans have experienced without this spiritual root, to be able to get help from this senior.
After the beginning, both of them were especially tempted.
"How do donors see life?"
While playing chess, the monk suddenly asked Yi Feng.
"Life?"
Yi Feng smiled, the leading monk is a leading monk, and he actually spoke about a topic so profound with him.
As he dropped the chess piece, he said, "If you talk about it more deeply, you'll find out why I'm here, what life really means, where I come from, where I come from, and where I go ... "
"But I think I'm just a layman. My view on life, um..." After thinking for a moment, Yi Feng smiled and said, "Blessed while you can."
"Of course everyone has a different outlook on life. To me, you could say that I'm a salted fish."
"Then I'm a salted fish."
Yi Feng said with a smile.
After listening, the monk nodded while thinking.
He looked very satisfied with what Yi Feng said.
"right."
At this moment, Yi Feng suddenly recalled something, and said quickly, "I always feel that you are familiar, and I always feel that I have seen you somewhere."
heard.
The monk's hand trembled involuntarily, and then said solemnly: "No, donor, you remember wrongly, you must have never seen me."
"Good."
Yi Feng nodded.
Both of them played chess in an unhurried manner, and they had no fighting conditions before.
This made the old man's beard beside him confused.
in all probability.
It was this eminent monk who deliberately let this mortal man!
Unknowingly, the old beard looked at the monk with more respect.
Yet.
What he did not expect was that the monk suddenly said at this moment: "Pendonor is very good at chess, this game is another loss."
"Reception!"
Yi Feng cupped his hands and smiled.
This scene left the old beard next to him dumbfounded.
In this chess game, there is clearly no winner!
Even in his eyes, the monk was even superior.
What exactly is going on?
Suddenly missing?
Even if this prominent monk were to release water and deliberately want this human to win, this was not his way!
The key is that mortal face still looks like it should?
Yi Feng had a faint smile on his face.
In this game just now, he was very happy and comfortable. There seems to be nothing on the surface, but the game between the two is actually very dangerous.
And the reason why the monk said he lost was because he actually lost.
In a simple game at the beginning, both sides have long understood each other's strengths, and if the masters make a move, a small difference can determine a win.
And just now, Yi Feng moved to precede the monk.
And it was a gesture that made the monk know in his heart that he was powerless to break this game back.
because it's.
No need to continue with advanced chess.
At this moment, a familiar voice sounded in Yi Feng's mind.
"Din!"
"Congratulations to the host, the chess skill has reached the equivalent of the gods."
"Congratulations to the host, for having completed the task of painting and calligraphy, and getting the mountain reward, one piece has been sent to the martial arts hall, please accept the host ..."