The islands shook with the sound.

"Brother, stop talking!"

Feng Bingwen was completely helpless. This true senior brother who had never been masked before was more tormenting people than the amiable senior brother Zhang Xiu.

"If you keep talking, I'm going to go underground."

"Hahaha, junior brother is a genius who aspires to be a disciple of the Tao. How can he be so shy and become a disciple of the Tao in the future? How can he represent me in the Tao and walk outside?"

Sassoon, whose body was covered with traces of lightning strikes, stepped forward and patted Feng Bingwen's shoulder hard, leaving very clear black fingerprints on his robe.

"What Senior Brother said is absolutely true. Junior Brother feels inferior to me. Why don't you recommend me to recommend Senior Brother as a Taoist disciple?"

A smile appeared on Feng Bingwen's face, like the spring breeze blowing on his face, which made people feel happy.

"Junior brother, what are you talking about? How can I be qualified to be a Taoist disciple?"

I don't know if it was an illusion, but at that moment, Feng Bingwen saw a look of panic on this senior brother's face. It was a very pure fear of wanting to fish secretly, but was afraid of being caught doing something.

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"Senior brother, you are joking. If you pick anyone at random, they are more qualified than me!"

What Feng Bingwen said was sincere. Not to mention anything else, the thunder that just fell from the sky made him feel palpitations. And this thunder was struck by the senior brother himself. This was inevitable.

He gave up.

"Don't talk nonsense. I am the least qualified. As for them, hey, they are pretty good!"

"Senior brother, can't you fight with me?"

Feng Bingwen asked seriously.

"You and I have fought before, and I have been defeated by your thunder."

Sassoon replied.

"If that's the case, then I'll say goodbye!"

"Junior brother, walk slowly!"

A bright smile appeared on the Taoist's dark face. Feng Bingwen didn't want to tangle with him any more. He shook his head and left. He had no choice but to do it. He just didn't want to fight with you and even lied to him. What could he do?

?

The moment Feng Bingwen turned around to leave, the embarrassed-looking Taoist stopped acting. The black burnt skin fell from his face. In an instant, a Taoist who seemed to be carved from jade appeared on the island.

Above, it is elegant and ethereal.

"I lost! Feng Bingwen has won three games in a row. You should hurry up and send this junior brother to the position of Taoist disciple as soon as possible, so that we can be at peace earlier!"

"I am ready!"

When Feng Bingwen found the fourth true senior brother, this senior brother did not play him and agreed to compete with him, but the method of the competition was extremely special.

Yes!

"I don't have much hobbies in my life. I only love the game of chess. Junior brother came here to find me, and it happened to be a game with me. If junior brother can make me throw in the stone and admit defeat, then junior brother will win."

Faced with such a proposal, under normal circumstances, Feng Bingwen should naturally refuse it cleanly. Playing chess with a true biography level character is naturally not a simple chess game. This is not what he is good at. Using his own shortcomings

The enemy is the leader, this is a foolish move.

But after experiencing the previous so-called competitions and winning three consecutive games, Feng Bingwen had no idea now. He just wanted to see what other tricks these true disciples of Taishangdao could play.

"Can!"

Therefore, Feng Bingwen thought for a moment and agreed directly.

Then, he looked at the senior brother in front of him who smiled with a bookish air and was even a little shy. He took out the chessboard and placed it between the two of them, and the two started playing chess directly in the sky.

However, what the two of them played was an endgame. Well, it was not beyond Feng Bingwen's expectation at all. The senior brother started playing tricks again, and the chess they played was not a normal chess.

This senior brother set up an endgame in front of Feng Bingwen, in which Bai Zi's big dragon had been completely killed by Heizi, and everything was in pieces. Even a layman like Feng Bingwen could

It was obvious that Bai Zi had no hope of winning.

Of course, Feng Bingwen was holding the black piece, while the senior brother in front of him, who said he loved playing chess, was holding the white piece.

When the so-called competition began, Feng Bingwen held a black piece in his hand and sat motionless in the clouds with an indifferent expression, because the black piece's turn had passed and now it was the white piece's turn.

Faced with this situation where the situation was over and there was no way to recover from it, the fourth true successor Feng Bingwen approached frowned, holding the white pieces, and remained motionless.

This situation lasted for three days and three nights. The true brother kept holding the chess piece and refused to move it, while Feng Bingwen sat with him in the air, expressionless.

If the uninformed monks had seen this scene from a distance, they would have thought that Feng Bingwen was some kind of national player who completely crushed and defeated his senior fellow disciples in the skill he was best at.

Snap!

The crystal-clear jade chess pieces were thrown back into the chess box. Brother Zhenzhuan, who had a bookish aura about him and looked a little weak, looked at Feng Bingwen and spoke with a smile on his face,

"Junior Brother Feng, I can't think of a way to break the game. You win this game!"

"Well, thank you, senior brother!"

Feng Bingwen stood up with a blank look on his face, simply thanked him, and flew away without saying anything more.

It was really embarrassing. These senior brothers were so naughty. He had no idea that these senior brothers would actually do this.

"Okay, Junior Brother Feng has left me!"

After sending Feng Bingwen away, he was good at reporting the results of Yi's true biography to his fellow disciples.

"Junior Brother Sun, what did you do to Junior Brother Feng? It's already been three days!"

"I didn't do anything, I just left him to play a game of chess!"

"Playing chess? Then Junior Brother Feng is bound to lose, isn't he?"

"I just threw in the towel!"

"How is that possible?"

"I played an endgame, the one I showed you, and I let Junior Brother Feng hold the black piece."

"That's it! But Junior Brother Sun, isn't the price you have to pay a bit high?"

"What price did I pay? The way to break the chess game that I have been thinking about for the past three days is not a waste. However, Junior Brother Feng seemed a little angry because I delayed him for three days."

"It's okay, then Junior Brother Feng should go to find Senior Sister Song next. Senior Sister Song is good at guarding and should be ready. She can help him vent his anger. Who wouldn't like a young monk?"

"Hey, what you said, did you think something was going to happen if you didn't know it?"

"Actually, it's not impossible!"

At this time, Feng Bingwen was once again standing on the top of a high mountain with a numb expression. Opposite him was a female cultivator who had ridden a Pegasus. Although she was a female cultivator, she was dressed in a smart outfit.

No accessories.

"Junior brother, are you good at controlling?"

"ha?"
Chapter completed!