Nalanhong's worries began to show up half an hour later. All the advantages of the five stones were wiped out. The chessboard was surrounded by black stones. Li Qingyun had defeated Wang Laodao more than ten stones in a row, and a large-scale round-up operation began.

This old Taoist Wang couldn't sit still. He drank a lot of tea and began to sweat on his forehead.

"Uh... um... Living Buddha, do you have a toilet here? I just want to make it convenient." He wanted to do the same trick again.

"It's easy to say, Mr. Nalan knows after the meditation room, let him take you there." Li Qingyun said.

Nalanhong dragged Taoist Wang out and rushed out, complaining: "Taoist Master, I reminded you just now, why didn't you listen? What do you think you will do now? I guess you can persist for even an hour.

If you don’t win, you will lose! What should Mei Xi do? What do you want me to explain to Wu Shuang?”

"What are you yelling at me for? I don't even know that he is a master. Who knows that he is a stinky monk who doesn't study Buddhist scriptures and has nothing to do with Go? Please help me come up with an idea. What should we do next? This game of chess is still going to be played.

Well?" Wang Laodao finally admitted his defeat. If it had been in the past, he would have irresponsibly walked away without leaving anything to say to outsiders.

"Why don't we fight him! I don't believe that, with our combined strength, we can't beat him? Isn't he just an old man? You have all the colors in your hands, so I don't believe that he can beat us!"

Lan Hong stared with foxy eyes with murderous intent.

"Isn't this appropriate? He is an eminent monk, and the two of us are also respectable people. If we work together to deal with an old monk, it won't sound good. Besides, the poor Taoist was the meanest just now. Who made me agree that I am willing to admit defeat?

?I think we have to think about it in the long term." Wang Laodao is a very honorable person and firmly disagrees with the idea of ​​​​destroying the situation.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, our game of chess... haha... is there any use for it?" Li Qingyun walked straight out of the hall.

"Ah... that... Living Buddha, you and I are both practitioners. I think it is not appropriate to judge heroes based on success or failure. How about we compare our efforts?" Wang Laodao quickly found a step for himself.

"Do you remember the agreement between you and me just now, Taoist Master Wang? Please keep your promise. As the saying goes, there is no room for two tigers in one mountain. My Yuntai Mountain is a small temple, but it cannot accommodate an expert like you... a big Buddha... an immortal. Please come back.

Come on! We'll meet again when we have the opportunity in the future." Li Qingyun issued an eviction order.

This made Mei Xi so anxious that she rushed out of the main hall and shouted for Wang Laodao to find a way to rescue her. At the moment, Wang Laodao was also there, and Nalan Hong was also there. It was the time when they had the upper hand. If they fought hard,

There might be a chance for one hit.

"Damn! Stinky bald donkey, I will fight with you!" Seeing that Nalanhong and Wang Laodao were unwilling to take action, the Ma family rushed forward to start a fight and surrounded Li Qingyun.

Ma Yundong and other four good brothers rounded their fists and rushed towards Li Qingyun. They knew that they were no match for the Living Buddha of Yuntai Mountain, but they were still willing to make sacrifices for their master. Li Qingyun smiled lightly, mobilized a breath of energy from his Dantian, and pushed out with one hand.

Remember the palm wind, this palm wind was so powerful and heavy that it instantly pushed four mortals flying away.

Wang Laodao would not sit back and watch, he jumped up, used his elegant posture to remove their inertia one by one, and then sent them back to the ground.

"Stop it!" At this time, a man shouted outside the temple.

When everyone turned around, they saw Dayong standing in front of the temple gate wearing outdoor clothes.

"Brother Dayong, come and help!" Ma Yundong shouted.

"Master, please come here." Dayong called his master.

"Why are you here? Why are you here if you don't stay at home and guard the holy mountain for me? Where is Fujin?" Dayong has always been the person who looks after Nalanhong's home and courtyard. Nalanhong thought that things had changed at home.

"Master, please take a moment to speak."

Nalanhong looked at everyone, then walked out of the Yuntai Ancient Temple and closed the temple door. "Dayong, what are you doing? It's dangerous here. You can't solve any problems by yourself."

"Master, look, who did I bring here?" Dayong pointed behind him, and there was a man standing behind him. This man was of medium build, wearing a robe, with the brim of his hat covering his face, and a mask on his face.

and sunglasses.

"Hey...who is this?" Nalanhong looked familiar to this man's figure.

"Xiaolan..."

"Wushuang? You... why are you here? Oh my god? This place is dangerous, and there are Li Doutian's people everywhere. If your body is like this, don't interfere with it. Don't worry, Daochang Wang and I will definitely keep Mei Xi safe and sound for you."

Bring back."

Wushuang took off his mask and sunglasses, and Nalanhong was stunned. The Wushuang in front of him was completely different from the stupid IQ patient who was recuperating in Changbai Mountain a few days ago. He had black hair, a fierce light in his eyes, a ruddy face, and the corners of his mouth.

With a familiar smile, yes, he was reborn in Nirvana.

"You guy! Haha... I knew you weren't going to die that easily!" Nalanhong gave him a warm hug. "As long as it's okay, it's okay."

"Everything is carried out according to the original plan. Let the Ma family evacuate. You also go out. I will talk to the Living Buddha of Yuntai Mountain. In fact, we have some family grievances that need to be settled. It's just that I thought he was a generation of eminent monks who didn't come.

He took the initiative to find trouble, and now he has captured Mei Xi and hurt the Ma family. As the leader, I must never go around Li Qingyun again!"

The grievances between the Hai family and Li Qingyun can be traced back to the heyday of the Beimai Gold Touching Sect sixty or seventy years ago. Wushuang has had a rare leisure time in the past few months, and has read many letters and books passed down by his ancestors in Changbai Mountain. The above is about Li Qingyun.

According to records, more than seventy years ago, the Patriarch Yin Yang Sage, who was Mei Xi’s great-grandfather, wanted to lead a hundred thousand thieves into the Pass to fight against the Japanese, but was blocked by the Zhili warlords at the time.

It was Wu Peifu who invited Li Qingyun that year. Li Qingyun was 267 years old at the time. The grievances and grievances between Jianghu and Jianghu had to be resolved in Jianghu way. Li Qingyun met with the Yin and Yang Sage in Peking and used martial arts to make friends. Li Qingyun also used this feminine kung fu to luckily defeat the Yin and Yang Sage.

, was slightly better, and the Yin Yang Saint also secretly cursed him during the competition.

On the surface, the Yin Yang Saint worshiped and had to return to the outside of the pass and be trapped in Shanhaiguan. But in the long run, it also restricted the hands and feet of the Nanmai Gold Touching Sect. From that time on, many members of the Nanmai Gold Touching Sect moved away.

The mountain fighting technique was completely tested. Li Qingyun had to live in seclusion in Yuntai Mountain to practice Buddhism to resolve the curse in his body.

(In this book, I don’t want to write too much about the grievances of the previous generation. I’ll just mention it briefly. In the future, I will write a separate book to fully deify the Yin-Yang Sage, the great originator of the gold-touching sect.)

"Okay, but you have to be careful. This old monk's kung fu is extremely weird. I am no match for him." If other people said this, they might be asking for death. But Wu Shuang never talks big, so I guess he must have a way.

When dealing with Li Qingyun, Nalanhong believed in him. He was much more reliable than Wang Laodao. Nalanhong's worries began to show up half an hour later. All the advantages of the five sons were wiped out, and the chessboard was full of sunspots.

Li Qingyun had eaten Wang Laodao for more than ten years in a row, and a large-scale roundup began. Wang Laodao couldn't sit still, drank tea in large gulps, and began to sweat on his forehead.

"Uh... um... Living Buddha, do you have a toilet here? I just want to make it convenient." He wanted to do the same trick again.

"It's easy to say, Mr. Nalan knows after the meditation room, let him take you there." Li Qingyun said.

Nalanhong dragged Taoist Wang out and rushed out, complaining: "Taoist Master, I reminded you just now, why didn't you listen? What do you think you will do now? I guess you can persist for even an hour.

If you don’t win, you will lose! What should Mei Xi do? What do you want me to explain to Wu Shuang?”

"What are you yelling at me for? I don't even know that he is a master. Who knows that he is a stinky monk who doesn't study Buddhist scriptures and has nothing to do with Go? Please help me come up with an idea. What should we do next? This game of chess is still going to be played.

Well?" Wang Laodao finally admitted his defeat. If it had been in the past, he would have irresponsibly walked away without leaving anything to say to outsiders.

"Why don't we fight him! I don't believe that, with our combined strength, we can't beat him? Isn't he just an old man? You have all the colors in your hands, so I don't believe that he can beat us!"

Lan Hong stared with foxy eyes with murderous intent.

"Isn't this appropriate? He is an eminent monk, and the two of us are also respectable people. If we work together to deal with an old monk, it won't sound good. Besides, the poor Taoist was the meanest just now. Who made me agree that I am willing to admit defeat?

?I think we have to think about it in the long term." Wang Laodao is a very honorable person and firmly disagrees with the idea of ​​​​destroying the situation.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, our game of chess... haha... is there any use for it?" Li Qingyun walked straight out of the hall.

"Ah... that... Living Buddha, you and I are both practitioners. I think it is not appropriate to judge heroes based on success or failure. How about we compare our efforts?" Wang Laodao quickly found a step for himself.

"Do you remember the agreement between you and me just now, Taoist Master Wang? Please keep your promise. As the saying goes, there is no room for two tigers in one mountain. My Yuntai Mountain is a small temple, but it cannot accommodate an expert like you... a big Buddha... an immortal. Please come back.

Come on! We'll meet again when we have the opportunity in the future." Li Qingyun issued an eviction order.

This made Mei Xi so anxious that she rushed out of the main hall and shouted for Wang Laodao to find a way to rescue her. At the moment, Wang Laodao was also there, and Nalan Hong was also there. It was the time when they had the upper hand. If they fought hard,

There might be a chance for one hit.

"Damn! Stinky bald donkey, I will fight with you!" Seeing that Nalanhong and Wang Laodao were unwilling to take action, the Ma family rushed forward to start a fight and surrounded Li Qingyun.

Ma Yundong and other four good brothers rounded their fists and rushed towards Li Qingyun. They knew that they were no match for the Living Buddha of Yuntai Mountain, but they were still willing to make sacrifices for their master. Li Qingyun smiled lightly, mobilized a breath of energy from his Dantian, and pushed out with one hand.

Remember the palm wind, this palm wind was so powerful and heavy that it instantly pushed four mortals flying away.

Wang Laodao would not sit back and watch, he jumped up, used his elegant posture to remove their inertia one by one, and then sent them back to the ground.

"Stop it!" At this time, a man shouted outside the temple.

When everyone turned around, they saw Dayong standing in front of the temple gate wearing outdoor clothes.

"Brother Dayong, come and help!" Ma Yundong shouted.

"Master, please come here." Dayong called his master.

"Why are you here? Why are you here if you don't stay at home and guard the holy mountain for me? Where is Fujin?" Dayong has always been the person who looks after Nalanhong's home and courtyard. Nalanhong thought that things had changed at home.

"Master, please take a moment to speak."

Nalanhong looked at everyone, then walked out of the Yuntai Ancient Temple and closed the temple door. "Dayong, what are you doing? It's dangerous here. You can't solve any problems by yourself."

"Master, look, who did I bring here?" Dayong pointed behind him, and there was a man standing behind him. This man was of medium build, wearing a robe, with the brim of his hat covering his face, and a mask on his face.

and sunglasses.

"Hey...who is this?" Nalanhong looked familiar to this man's figure.

"Xiaolan..."

"Wushuang? You... why are you here? Oh my god? This place is dangerous, and there are Li Doutian's people everywhere. If your body is like this, don't interfere with it. Don't worry, Daochang Wang and I will definitely keep Mei Xi safe and sound for you."

Bring back."

Wushuang took off his mask and sunglasses, and Nalanhong was stunned. The Wushuang in front of him was completely different from the stupid IQ patient who was recuperating in Changbai Mountain a few days ago. He had black hair, a fierce light in his eyes, a ruddy face, and the corners of his mouth.

With a familiar smile, yes, he was reborn in Nirvana.

"You guy! Haha... I knew you weren't going to die that easily!" Nalanhong gave him a warm hug. "As long as it's okay, it's okay."

"Everything is carried out according to the original plan. Let the Ma family evacuate. You also go out. I will talk to the Living Buddha of Yuntai Mountain. In fact, we have some family grievances that need to be settled. It's just that I thought he was a generation of eminent monks who didn't come.

He took the initiative to find trouble, and now he has captured Mei Xi and hurt the Ma family. As the leader, I must never go around Li Qingyun again!"

The grievances between the Hai family and Li Qingyun can be traced back to the heyday of the Beimai Gold Touching Sect sixty or seventy years ago. Wushuang has had a rare leisure time in the past few months, and has read many letters and books passed down by his ancestors in Changbai Mountain. The above is about Li Qingyun.

According to records, more than seventy years ago, the Patriarch Yin Yang Sage, who was Mei Xi’s great-grandfather, wanted to lead a hundred thousand thieves into the Pass to fight against the Japanese, but was blocked by the Zhili warlords at the time.

It was Wu Peifu who invited Li Qingyun that year. Li Qingyun was 267 years old at the time. The grievances and grievances between Jianghu and Jianghu had to be resolved in Jianghu way. Li Qingyun met with the Yin and Yang Sage in Peking and used martial arts to make friends. Li Qingyun also used this feminine kung fu to luckily defeat the Yin and Yang Sage.

, was slightly better, and the Yin Yang Saint also secretly cursed him during the competition.

On the surface, the Yin Yang Saint worshiped and had to return to the outside of the pass and be trapped in Shanhaiguan. But in the long run, it also restricted the hands and feet of the Nanmai Gold Touching Sect. From that time on, many members of the Nanmai Gold Touching Sect moved away.

The mountain fighting technique was completely tested. Li Qingyun had to live in seclusion in Yuntai Mountain to practice Buddhism to resolve the curse in his body.

(In this book, I don’t want to write too much about the grievances of the previous generation. I’ll just mention it briefly. In the future, I will write a separate book to fully deify the Yin-Yang Sage, the great originator of the gold-touching sect.)

"Okay, but you have to be careful. This old monk's kung fu is extremely weird. I am no match for him." If other people said this, they might be asking for death. But Wu Shuang never talks big, so I guess he must have a way.
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