Opening the can of comprehensive martial arts: Zhu Yuyan opens the mecha

Hearing Zhang Sanfeng's words,

Qin Nanxuan looked a little strange,

He didn't accompany so many beauties,

He played chess with an old man like you,

Is this old Taoist sick?

Am I so bored? !

Seeing Qin Nanxuan's face,

Zhang Sanfeng thought he had guessed right,

and a smug look suddenly appeared on his face.

"I like to play chess when I have nothing to do.

My chess skills may not be as good as yours, the owner.

But I am pretty good at it..."

"Stop, stop, stop..."

Qin Nanxuan interrupted Zhang Sanfeng's fantasy.

Pointing at the chessboard, he introduced: "This chessboard is a stalemate.

If you can solve it,

You will get a mysterious reward."

[Zhenlong Chess Game]: Wuyazi of the Xiaoyao Sect spent three years setting up a chess game.

There are calamities within calamities in the chess game, including co-existence and immortality, counterattacks or qi collection, and it is extremely complicated.

As long as you solve it, you can get the mysterious reward contained in the Zhenlong chess game.

When Qin Nanxuan saw this chess game,

his face became a little strange,

here is a Zhenlong chess game,

then the one made by Wuyazi is still there,

will Xuzhu still be able to obtain these cultivations by then! ?

"Ah, it turns out to be a cracking endgame,

not because the owner wants to play chess with me."

"Of course not."

Seeing Qin Nanxuan's disgusted eyes,

Zhang Sanfeng's old face showed an embarrassed look,

after all this time, the owner didn't want to play chess with him at all,

it was just his own wishful thinking.

However, Zhang Sanfeng is indeed an old man,

his face is also very thick,

he directly pretended to be nothing and took down the chessboard,

looking at how to crack this endgame.

However, after taking a look,

his expression instantly became serious and solemn.

The person who arranged this endgame must be a very powerful person.

Unconsciously,

Zhang Sanfeng fell into an illusion.

The scene that happened on Mount Wudang at that time appeared in front of him again.

"Cuishan!!!"

Zhang Sanfeng saw this scene,

and his aura could not help but emanate from his body, (bged)

wanted to spread to the surroundings,

but was immediately dispelled by the rules of the jar shop.

"Shopkeeper, what's wrong with Master?!"

Zhang Songxi felt the fierce murderous aura emanating from Zhang Sanfeng,

and asked Qin Nanxuan with a worried look on his face.

He was not worried about other people getting hurt,

but he was worried about his master dying,

then the burden of Wudang Sect would fall on him,

he didn't want toHe became the head of a sect at such a young age.

"It's okay, he just fell into the illusion created by this chess game.

With his cultivation level, there is no problem."

Qin Nanxuan came back to his senses.

If it were someone else,

may need to worry a little,

after all, this illusion can almost drive a group of masters in the Grandmaster realm into a state of obsession.

As soon as Qin Nanxuan finished speaking,

he saw a gleam of light flash in Zhang Sanfeng's eyes,

and instantly broke the inner demon caused by this Zhenlong chess game.

He had already broken this chess game,

but he didn't want to break it,

this thing can be used to temper the hearts of these disciples,

it's a good choice.

And who the bastard made this thing,

the old Taoist must explain the truth to him.

"Shopkeeper, who created this Zhenlong chess game?!"

"Wuyazi of the Xiaoyao Sect."

"Wuyazi, that guy?!"

After hearing what Qin Nanxuan said,

Zhang Sanfeng frowned immediately,

and a complicated look appeared on his face.

Qin Nanxuan looked at him with some curiosity,

Could it be that Zhang Sanfeng and Wuyazi have some relationship? !

You have to know that this is the world of Zongwu,

Maybe Zhang Sanfeng, whom Li Qiushui liked at that time,

was then forced apart by Wuyazi,

and they were torn apart alive. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

"Master, do you know Wuyazi?!"

Hearing Zhang Songxi ask the question he was concerned about,

Qin Nanxuan immediately gave him an admiring look,

This Zhang Songxi has a future.

After hearing Zhang Songxi's question,

Zhang Sanfeng looked at him expressionlessly,

without saying anything.

But this look made Zhang Songxi's back cold,

Oh no, is there some secret that the master can't tell,

It's over,

I'm sure I'll be beaten when I go back this time.

Thinking that he was going to be beaten anyway,

Zhang Songxi simply broke the broken jar,

and continued to ask.

"Master, what happened? Tell me."

"Nothing. It was just when we were young and frivolous.

We had a competition and he won."

"Oh, it turned out that you were beaten by Wuyazi."

Zhang Songxi blurted out subconsciously,

But he regretted it immediately after saying it.[]

He looked at Zhang Sanfeng cautiously.

Zhang Sanfeng looked at him with a fake smile.

"Yes, I was beaten. Why do I feel that I am not a good master?!"

"No, no! It is my honor to be your disciple.

If you say I am not worthy, I am not worthy to be your disciple."

Zhang Songxi hurriedlyHe shook his head and denied it.

If he dared to say that,

I guess there would be no need to wait for Wudang Sect,

Master would beat him up right now.

"That's right, then you are not my disciple now."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Sanfeng heard Zhang Songxi's words,

and nodded in approval.

"From today on, you are not my disciple anymore."

"Ah?!"

Everyone looked confused,

Zhang Songxi was struck by lightning,

I just said a little too much,

Now I can't be a disciple anymore? !

"Just kidding, how could it be possible? You are my good disciple!"

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and patted Zhang Songxi's shoulder: "It just so happens that I haven't taught you martial arts for a long time.

I will teach you well in these few days."

Hearing Zhang Sanfeng's profound words,

Zhang Songxi immediately cried: "Okay, thank you Master."

Seeing this scene, Qin Nanxuan couldn't help but smile,

What a warm scene of a loving father and a filial son.

"Good boy, my good disciple."

Zhang Sanfeng then let go of Zhang Songxi,

turned around and hit the seventh jar.

"Snap!"

Accompanied by the sound of the jar breaking,

a delicate small bottle fell out,

floating in the air. .