1143: C1143 quality orifices continued

C1143 quality orifices continued

It was not a secret in the cultivation world that the Taoist Ancestor Jun Shan of the West Mountain Yang Family loved to play chess. However, there were not many people who knew that he loved to play chess because she wanted to deduce the Dao of array formations.

However, based on Yang Junshan's transcendent status in the Yang Family, the Yang Family was already able to take advantage of the Yang Family just by giving a reason.

There were many people who loved to play chess in the Yang family, and there were even more people who knew how to play chess. It was said that the older generation of the Yang family organized chess competitions, and the rewards of winning were not bad, which made many of the Yang family's disciples very eager to play chess.

"However, my son's chess skills are quite good. In the past, he was even better than a Martial Disciple from the family." Yang Lijun had just scolded his son a few times before he started praising him again.

The most important thing about chess was that the chess player had to know the way to play, and because the Martial Disciple cultivator had opened his spiritual sense, he had a natural advantage in the calculation of chess. No matter how talented a child was in chess, it would still be interesting if he could win against some mortal masters.

A neighbor who knew his place immediately mocked him, "You're not bad at chess, but you're basically playing chess. How much money did you win from our children with your chess skills?"

"That's right, that's right. Wasn't the chess game that he won against Yang Liqin because he was drunk?"

Ha, I heard that the chess game's kid bet fifteen stone coins against Yang Liqin's fifteen jade coins, and he won all of a sudden. Liu Lang, you have recently reached the fifth level of the Mortal Realm, right?

Yang Lijun's face turned red as he said, "You are all bullsh * t. Yang Liqin wasn't drunk."

When everyone heard this, they burst out into laughter. Yang Lijun had only said that Yang Liqin wasn't drunk, but he didn't dare to say that her cultivation level didn't have anything to do with the fifteen jade coins her son had won.

As for him repeatedly saying that Yang Liqin wasn't drunk, the others didn't believe him. Even if they weren't cultivators, they were mortals with close relationships with cultivators, and even if they didn't have enough experience, they weren't unfamiliar with cultivation. No one believed that an eight or nine year old child could win against a Martial Disciple who had already opened his Spiritual Awareness.

Yang Lijun might not be able to see it, but Yang Junshan's gaze had already passed through the bustling crowd in the plaza, and he saw that, on a faraway ground, a few children were gathered together, playing chess. One of the children had a square face, and had a simple and honest look, but his eyes were extremely focused, while the youth sitting opposite to him scratched his ears and cheeks, looking like he was on fire.

"Aiya, this time, it's Uncle Qin Yan's turn to be the master of the family's skill transfer hall!"

Yang Lijun's soft shout once again drew Yang Junshan's attention.

When Yang Junshan looked up, he saw several cultivators dressed in the clothes of elite disciples and core disciples walking out from the high platform in the center of the square. The first two people he recognized were the one in the Mortal Realm, Yang Cong.

Following behind him was a cultivator in his thirties who looked familiar to Yang Junshan. For a moment, he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.

However, following Yang Lijun's soft exclamation, many of the surrounding parents who were waiting for the spiritual cavities test began to discuss among themselves.

"What, do you have any objections to this Yang Xinyan becoming the child's master?" Yang Junshan asked curiously.

Yang Lijun had a complicated look on his face as he said: "It's not that I have any objections, but this uncle clan's reputation among the clan's several teachers is rather complex."

"Oh, this reputation is either good or bad. How did it become complicated?" Yang Junshan's interest was piqued.

Yang Lijun explained, "This uncle has been working as a teacher for the past few years in the Technique Hall, and among the disciples that have come out under his command, the percentage of them that have become the elite disciples of the family is the highest."

Yang Junshan heard this and said, "Eh, isn't this great? It means that this professor's disciple is very skilled."

Yang Lijun shook his head, and said: "If only it was like that, all these years, with this uncle as the master, he had at least twenty elite disciples under his command, but not a single core disciple among these disciples!"

Yang Junshan was startled and said, "It can't be that he has some tricks up his sleeve, could it be that he offended someone in the upper echelons of the family and harmed his disciple?"

This is something I have never heard of before, but there is a rumor circulating around the family's Technique Hall, saying that this uncle is good at teaching disciples with low aptitude, he is usually able to train some of the originally highly regarded disciples into surprising elite disciples, but those disciples with outstanding aptitude and good comprehension have lost their original spirituality after being taught by him for two years. This way, the Technique Hall has a saying that Uncle Qin Yan is not good at teaching genius disciples.

This time, even Yang Junshan didn't know what to say.

"Speaking of which, in the past, this uncle also had a period of glory in the clan!" Yang Lijun said with a sigh.

"Oh, how so?" Yang Junshan asked casually.

"It is said that in the past, this uncle was first in the family's elite disciples competition and became a core disciple of the family. For a time, he was in the limelight. Do you know who was the one that was suppressed by him all those years ago?" Yang Lijun had an encouraging look on his face.

Yang Junshan naturally wouldn't disappoint him and asked, "Who is it?"

Yang Lijun let out a "heh" and said: "That year in the elite competition, the one who was ranked second was called Feng Yuankun. His teacher was the clan's elder, the Honorable Master Zhou Yi, who was a Heavenly Dipper Realm cultivator! "Right now, that Feng Yuankun is already in the Mortal Realm!"

"Oh!" Yang Junshan naturally knew Feng Yuankun.

"But do you know who's ranked third?"

This time, Yang Lijun did not use Yang Junshan to reply, and directly said: "If I say it, you will be scared to death!"

"The third person is called Su Changan. He is the eldest disciple of the ancestor of the clan, the Daofather Jun Shan. He is now a cultivator at the Astral Transformation Stage!"

Yang Lijun didn't pay attention to Yang Junshan's expression, he continued excitedly, "Think about it, what kind of people were those years ago being suppressed by Martial Uncle Qin Yan? But today, they have all advanced to the realms of the Zhenren realm, and have even released them to become the head of a town. Yet, he is still staying in the Technique Hall to be a small teacher, and even those cultivators of the same generation who have entered the Artifact Forging Hall, Talisman Forging Hall, and Pill Refining Room are still doing much better than him. "

Later on, someone said that it was not because of his high aptitude that Uncle Qin Yan was able to obtain the first place among the elite disciples, but because he was the oldest and had trained for the longest period of time, and even after he became a core disciple, he was quickly left behind by others. Amongst the cultivators who were similar in age, he was always at the bottom of the ladder, and even his current cultivation of the fourth level of the Martial Human Realm had already entered into the bottleneck two years ago.

Yang Junshan nodded, and looked past the crowd on the square, to the junior disciple who had indeed left some impression on him. He remembered that there was a magical equipment called the "Little Western Mountain Seal" on his body.

But Yang Lijun just let out a "heh" sound and said: "What are you thinking about, that kid of mine hasn't even tested his immortal spiritual cavities yet, who knows what talent he has? From my grandfather's perspective, my family has grade four and five talents, and moreover, the location of the Spiritual Aperture is not that good either. It would already be good if I had a Spiritual Aperture on me, could it be that I can measure a level one or two talent, or that the Spiritual Aperture will appear in my internal organs or something of importance? "

Yang Junshan smiled and said: "Brother Yang, please line up first. I won't hide it from you that I am a good chess player. After listening to you just now, I can't help but feel a little itchy. There are a few chessboards on the table, so I'll go and enjoy myself first."

Yang Junshan raised his leg and left, and Yang Lijun's voice came from behind him, "Brother Yang, don't you dare bet with your children!"

As Yang Xuanji retrieved the chess pieces from the chessboard that was full of holes, she also picked up the five stone coins that she had lost from the chessboard. Yang Xuanji retrieved the chess pieces from the chessboard that was full of holes, while picking up the five stone coins from the chessboard that she had lost from the chessboard.

In the past two years, he had risen in the board by too much, and he had often dropped people in mid-game. It was hard to avoid his expression as he crushed a few pieces, and when he used his strength to press down on the board when he was playing chess, it was nothing out of the ordinary. Even though playing chess was a very pleasurable and heavenly thing, but all he could do was let the anger of this group of people burn him.

Just as he was cleaning up the chessboard, a figure was already seated across him.

Yang Xuanji didn't even lift her eyelids as she said, "If you want to come with me, you have five stone coins on a plate from your own race. As for those with another surname, you have ten stone coins."

Yang Junshan was slightly surprised, but soon became embarrassed, "Stone coins?" How could he have that on him?

Yang Xuanji did not hear the response of the person in front of him. She looked up and saw a young man around the age of twenty. She was stunned for a moment before her eyes brightened up and she said: "Martial warrior?" "Then, ten jade coins. Let me first say, if you have the Spiritual Awareness to take advantage of it, even if I lose, I will only give you ten stone coins."

Yang Junshan was still embarrassed, he didn't seem to have any jade coins with him.

His eyes finally lit up as he said, "How about this, look at how badly damaged your chess board is, and how many pieces of chess are broken. If you can beat me in a game, how about I give you a good chess board and two jars of chess pieces?"

Noticing Yang Xuanji's suspicious look, Yang Junshan added, "It must be a lot more solid than yours. It won't break into pieces in just a few games."

Yang Xuanji shot a glance at him, picked up a black piece and placed it on the board before saying, "You have Spiritual Awareness and are older than me. You should give way first!"

Although there were three sets of formations used to test the immortal spiritual cavities, perhaps it was because of the host, the process of the test was neither fast nor slow. However, the parents who were waiting in line at the back were not in a hurry, who wouldn't want their children to stay in the array for a while longer, not to mention that the host of the test, Yang Jingyan, was known for being slow and meticulous.

When it was Yang Xuanji's turn, she heard Yang Liqin shouting at the square for him to hurry up and take the test.

At this time, Yang Junshan was calmly looking at Yang Xuanji, who was sweating profusely and clutching a few black pearls in her hand.

"It's the middle dragon slaying again. Weird, why is it the middle dragon slaying again. Moreover, it's almost the same every time, so what's wrong with it?"

Yang Junshan swept his hand across the board, and the board instantly fell into chaos.

"What are you doing!"

Yang Xuanji was furious. She stretched out her hand to grab Yang Junshan's hand, but how could he hold his hand? She could only glare at Yang Junshan angrily.

"Child, it's time for you to go test your immortal spirit cavities." Yang Junshan said warmly.

Yang Xuanji looked at the chessboard in front of him, then turned around to look at Yang Lijun, who was a little anxious. A wistful look appeared in her eyes, but she still started to count the stone coins from her waist pocket.

In just half a day's time, he had played three games of chess with Yang Junshan. He had been beheaded as soon as each game reached the middle, and he lost miserably, but every time he felt helpless, as if he could only sit by and watch himself go down the same path.0

It had to be known that even if he won a great match with someone, it would be impossible for him to complete three rounds of chess in such a short amount of time. This could only mean that the gap between him and the opponent was too great, to the point where he believed that it was impossible for the opponent to even allow him to win two words.

After offering up the thirty stone coins that he had won in the past two days, Yang Xuanji did not care about the heartache anymore. Right now, his mind was filled with the three pieces of chess that had just been beaten by the opponent.

Yang Junshan put away the thirty stone coins, looked at the chess board with a few more holes on it and the pieces that were smashed into pieces. He then took out a blue stone board from his sleeve, and took out two black and white chess pieces, saying, "Son, I'll give them to you."

Yang Xuanji's eyes were unfocused, clearly still in a state of unease. However, he still shook her head out of instinct and said, "I've lost, there's no reason for me to ask for your chess board again."

Yang Junshan laughed involuntarily, lifting up the chessboard that he had just played, which suddenly broke into pieces, and said: "Look, your chessboard has been broken for a long time, this piece is mine for you, your father is waiting anxiously, you should go quickly, right, remember to play chess with your teacher, you must remember it!"

"Oh." Yang Xuanji unconsciously replied. Turning her head to see his father anxious, she directly carried the chessboard to the side of the square and said, "Understood, thank you!"

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