(Xuzhu Huiyi Jin Jing is a foreshadowing, it is indeed not in the original work. As for why it is now, there are many spoilers, but I can't spoil it, that's it)

One of the Beggars' disciples said, "What should I do if Elder Wu?"

Wu Changfeng said: "Don't spread this matter."

Someone said: "My teacher Xu Chang is the master of the Shenshan in Qingliang Temple, so I'm afraid I can't hide it."

Seeing that the Beggars' Gang's momentum had recently declined, Wu Changfeng could no longer offend the powerful enemy "Dragon Subduing Arhat", and sighed and said, "Then let's tell the truth."

Li Zhichang didn't think there was any problem with the Beggars' Sect. The other party clearly wanted to cause trouble for him, but he was not in the mood to play any conspiracy with him. Even if there were thousands of hardships on the road, he would pass through all the way with the Wuchang Sword. How could he have so many plans? He could narrowly defeat Shangguan Jinhong, who was a little better at martial arts at that time, because he was not able to calculate, but he was more confident and determined. Shangguan Jinhong had to worry about life and death, but Li Zhichang would not think about these things. With one sword, victory, defeat, honor and disgrace were naturally clear, so he dared to go straight to the terrifying tiger den of the Golden Gang headquarters alone.

?Leigu Mountain is south of Song County, northeast of Qu Yuangang, which is really a distance away. However, Li Zhichang did not follow the main road, and encountered a mountain, and wades through the water. He arrived at Leigu Mountain in three days.

Li Zhichang entered a valley. There were pine trees in the valley. The mountain wind passed by, and the pine sounded like waves. After walking around the forest, he came to the three wooden houses. He saw two people sitting opposite each other under a big tree in front of the house. Next to the left was one person, and four people stood behind him.

An old man with flowing silver hair, long beards over his shoulders, and holding a free-spirited fan stood aside from the side. He looked up at the sky, looking very arrogant. Behind him was a prison cart, imprisoning eight people, including men and women on it, one of whom was dressed in costumes, and was dressed as Li Puppet, who hadn't seen for a long time.

Li Zhichang knew that the old man was naturally Ding Chunqiu. As for his disciples around Xingsu, they did not see the Lion-nosed Man and Zhaixingzi. A disciple of Xingsu Sect had long recognized Li Zhichang and came forward to talk to Ding Chunqiu. Ding Chunqiu smiled and looked at Li Zhichang a few times, thinking about it.

Li Kuipai looked at the old man at the chessboard, but turned a blind eye to Li Zhichang's arrival. Li Zhichang walked closer and saw a big rock between the two sitting, with a chessboard on it, and they were playing chess. The right head was a short and thin shriveled old man, and the left head was a young man.

The young man was 27 or 28 years old, wearing a light yellow shirt and a long sword hanging on his waist. He should be Murong Fu. Because he was beside him, Wang Yuyan was followed, and behind him were the four generals.

But I saw the chessboard carved on a large bluestone. The black pieces and the white pieces were all crystal clear and shining. Both sides had already made more than a hundred pieces. Ding Chunqiu slowly approached to watch the chess. The short old man picked up the black pieces and made a move, and suddenly his eyebrows were raised, as if he had seen the wonderful and urgent changes in the chess game.

Bao Duan saw Su Xinghe frowned and thought happily, saying happily: "Young Master wants to crack this 'Zhenlong chess game'. Zhenlong, is the true dragon the will of God?"

It seemed that Su Xinghe responded to his words again. Seeing this move, Murong Fu's face changed drastically, Ding Chunqiu said next to him: "Mr. Murong, I see that your situation is over, why bother to bother me?" He didn't understand chess, but he was very good at observing his words. Seeing Murong Fu's face changed drastically, he said this sentence lightly. He was proficient in evil techniques, and this words imply a temptation. Murong Fu was immersed in the chess game. After hearing this, he was shocked. He felt that he had no hope of restoring his country in this life, and his martial arts were not the best in the world. How could he be the true dragon emperor and the leader.

Suddenly he screamed, drew his sword and slashed into his neck.

No one expected Murong Fu to do this, only Li Zhichang and Ding Chunqiu could understand. However, Li Zhichang was not in the mood to rescue him, and Ding Chunqiu would not rescue him. Deng Baichuan and others finally reacted one step further.

There was only a jingling sound, and Murong Fu's long sword was shot down by a string of Buddhist beads. Someone shouted: "Don't commit suicide, this young master."

Murong Fu woke up and saw that the person came was just a young monk. Although he was very surprised, even though he had been infected and his martial arts skills were not lost, the monk could actually use a string of Buddhist beads to shoot down the sword in his hand. This skill was indeed extraordinary. In the past, his eyes were above the top, but it has been unsatisfied in recent years. At this time, there was an illusion that there were so many heroes in the world.

Only a clear voice could be heard between the branches and leaves of the pine trees: "Mr. Murong is here too. Who is the monk from Shaolin Temple just now?" The branches and leaves were slightly moved, and the breeze was swaying, and there was a monk next to the chess game. The monk was wearing a gray cloth monk's robe, with a shining light and a solemn appearance, and a smile on his face. If it weren't Jiumozhi, who would be there?

The young monk came forward and handed over a heroic letter to Su Xinghe, and said, "The little monk is Xu Zhu, a low-ranking disciple of Shaolin Temple. He came to pay homage to Mr. Su Xinghe at the order of the abbot of the head."

Su Xinghe took the hero post and stood up. Looking at Xu Zhu, the ugly little monk, sighed, but he still asked: "I, Su Xinghe, have the little monk come to crack the Zhenlong chess game?"

Xu Zhu was stunned and murmured: "Isn't Mr. Su Xinghe unable to speak? Did the head abbot tell me the wrong one?"

Su Xinghe smiled and said, "That's what happened before, now I can speak."

The eight friends from Hangu said together: "Master!" with a crying voice. It turned out that they knew that Su Xinghe had made a new vow to Ding Chunqiu for the rest of his life. At this moment, he would naturally have to decide for life and death with Ding Chunqiu.

Ding Chunqiu smiled and said, "Okay, okay."

Xu Zhu said to Jiumozhi again: "Did this master talk to me just now?"

Li Zhichang looked leisurely and sighed slightly, "The Ming King hasn't seen him for half a year, but his style is even more beautiful than the past. Why not be here and here, let's discuss the sword again."

Jiumozhi had seen Li Zhichang for a long time, and he felt a stern and smiled: "After a few months of separation, Li Xiaoyou has remained calm, but now all the wise men are still not ugly." Jiumozhi was so arrogant that he knew that there were many masters here. If he fought with Li Zhichang rashly, he would not know who was the one who was cheaper.

Xu Zhu then realized that Li Zhichang was here too and said happily: "Master Li, you are here too, that's great." He saw that there were many strangers here, and he felt a little scared. At this moment, he felt much more at ease when he saw Li Zhichang.

Murong Fu was displeased when he saw Li Zhichang at first, but then he saw that the young monk who had just saved him seemed to be very familiar with Li Zhichang. He could not say anything thanks in his mouth.

Li Zhichang stepped forward and sat down on the chessboard and said, "Mr. Su, I'll crack this game Zhenlong, don't you mind."

Su Xinghe saw Li Zhichang being graceful and calm, and was very surprised at first. Seeing him coming to crack the chess game on his own initiative, he was very welcome. Back on the chessboard, sat down slowly, and said, "Please."

Ding Chunqiu knew from his disciple that this young man was a bit powerful, so he was naturally willing to let Li Zhichang crack the ghost chess game. Then he did the same thing, but before this, he had to find a way to solve the problem of this young monk from Shaolin Temple. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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