The world's most invincible

Chapter 119 Read more than ten thousand volumes

Seeing Kang Tianjie who was slapped on the ground and turned into a puddle of meat, the people watching the excitement on both sides of the street were all shocked.

Unexpectedly, this seemingly leisurely and idle scholar in blue shirt was so decisive and brave.

However, there was no trace of joy on Li Goyi's face.

Zhou Qingjin, who was thin and thin, also shook his head slightly and sighed softly.

Ordinary people can't see it, but he and Li Goyi both understand that this Kang Tianjie has the will to die and is just begging for death on purpose. It will never be so easy to succeed.

Zhou Qingjin said: "He is also a hateful and pitiful person."

Then he used the supernatural power of "The Universe in the Sleeve" to put away Kang Tianjie's body and prepare to bury it outside the city.

Li Goyan didn't stop him.

Regardless of whether Kang Tianjie is hateful or pitiful, since he died today, the old grievances between him, Tang Ziqian, and Hanshan Academy are over.

Li Xiangyi asked: "Brother Jun, where is the tomb of senior Tang Ziqian? I want to pay my respects."

This is the senior of Hanshan Academy, so he should be regarded as his senior brother.

Zhou Qingjin replied: "Liangfeng County, northeast of Tianliang City, west suburb of Qingliang Town, Little Furong Mountain."

"Thank you, old brother Jun!"

"Brother Update, you are welcome."

After the matter was over and the spectators dispersed, Zhou Qingjin asked sincerely: "May I ask where Brother Gengxin is staying? I am a little confused and want to ask Brother Gengxin for advice. If you don't mind, I want to pay a visit after Kang Tianjie's body is buried. .”

Li Xiangyi replied: "I don't dare to teach you. I live in Tianranju Inn in the south of the city with Xiaoqian'er. Brother Jun is welcome to come and have tea and talk together."

Zhou Qingjin laughed and said, "Then I'll come to bother you later, so I'll take my leave!"

"Brother Jun, go slowly!"

Then Zhou Qingjin left and went out of the city to bury Kang Tianjie so that he would not be exposed to the public for a long time.

Under the big camphor tree, the old and the young are still concentrating on playing chess.

Li Xiangyi led Xiao Qianjun to watch, and found that the chess game was at a critical point, and the young man holding the black was attacking from all sides, chasing and killing the old man's big dragon.

The big white dragon rushes from left to right in the black chess formation, from the right side all the way to the middle belly.

The outcome of this game depends entirely on the life and death of Bailong.

If the white dragon lives, the white chess wins.

If the white dragon dies, black wins.

After dozens of rounds, the young man in black failed to slay the dragon. Instead, because of his reckless pursuit, his own chess form was too weak, and he was killed by white and lost.

During the resumption of the game, the old man looked at Li Xiangyi and asked, "Young man, do you also know how to play chess?"

Li Xiangyi replied, "I know a thing or two."

The old man suddenly became interested, and raised his hand to invite: "How about a plate?"

Li Goyi glanced at the young man who was collecting chess pieces.

Before he could open his mouth, the young man stood up and made way for him, and bowed to invite him: "Sir, please take a seat!"

Li Xiangyi cupped his hands in return: "Little brother, you are welcome."

Then he sat down calmly and said with a smile: "The elder invites you, and you dare not say no! The late student Li Xiangyi, please teach me a game."

"Well said, please!"

There is no need to guess first, as a young man, Li Xiangyi insists on black first.

Although he has seen a game of chess played by the old man and has a certain understanding of his style of chess, Li Goyi's layout is still willful.

His style of chess is just like his personality, he is more agile and unrestrained, and he plays chess smoothly, regardless of the gains and losses of a city or a pool.

The old man played a game of chess, his moves were thick and steady, and he followed the way of "building walls high, accumulating food widely, and becoming king slowly".

From the layout stage of this game, the chess style of the two is fully displayed.

Li Goyi's whole plan seems to be weak and far away from each other, but in fact he is very flexible. Every part can be taken or discarded, and if he doesn't pay attention, he can be connected into one piece and become a whole.

The old man is still fighting steadily, not giving Li Xiangyi any opportunity to take advantage of, and then accumulating small emptiness into big emptiness, and accumulating small momentum into big momentum.

Just entering the middle game, Li Xiangyi's black chess has already formed, attacking everywhere and instigating the flames of war, while the old man's white chess is overwhelming with its strength, turning its strength into an advantage.

"Young man, at this moment, I am the queen of white chess, and I overwhelm you with monstrous momentum, how are you going to break the game?" the old man Jianlang said.

Li Xiangyi looked up at him, thought for a while and said: "The old man is overwhelming me with great power. Since I am invincible, I will naturally avoid the real and attack the weak, and advance by retreating."

The old gentleman smiled and said, "How about a 'retreat to advance'?"

Li Xiangyi dropped a piece to strengthen the defense line of black chess, and said: "When the old man's power is exhausted, just like an avalanche falling into a flat valley, and there is no way to advance, then I will be like the spring sun melting snow, or a horse stepping on a snowy field, hitting its weakness and automatically Can defeat the enemy."

The old man also dropped a piece, and continued to attack several lone chess pieces of Li Xiangyi with a strong force, putting several black chess pieces in jeopardy.

And said: "If you don't wait until our strength is exhausted, all your chess pieces are in jeopardy, and you may collapse at any time, and you will lose the whole game?"

Li Xiangyi thought for a while, picked up a black piece, placed it in a weak area in the camp behind the white piece, and said: "Then you will fight yours, and I will fight mine, concentrate the superior force, and attack your weak point , which is called 'whatever the enemy attacks must be saved'."

The old gentleman made the next move with a white chess piece that came like a shadow, flanking Li Goyi's counterattacking black chess piece, and said: "If your counterattacking chess piece is also weak, you will be attacked, so there is nothing you can do to help?"

This time Li Xiangyi didn't hesitate, he made a black move, continued to go deep into the enemy's camp, pointed at the enemy's most vital point, and said: "Then let's put them to death and survive!"

The old man asked: "Such a dead chess, who can play it? And who is willing to be a chess piece?"

Li Xiangyi sighed with emotion: "Although there are tens of thousands of people, I will go!"

Glancing at the green-shirted scholar on the opposite side of the chessboard, the old man said nothing, and the two played chess in silence.

In the overall situation, the old man oppressed Li Zhiyi's black chess with great momentum. Li Zhiyi moved flexibly, confused the white chess with weak pawns, and finally concentrated the strong black pawns to attack the weakest part of the white chess.

At the end of the game, Li Goyi's black chess fights against the strong with the weak, which actually formed a catastrophe. It is unknown when the game will be over, let alone which side will win the final victory.

Because it was getting late, the old men met to draw a chess game.

Li Xiangyi agreed, and after collecting the chess pieces, he asked for advice: "Thank you for your advice, old man. I haven't asked the old man what to call him yet?"

The old man said to Yan: "My surname is Wen, you can call me Old Wen."

"Yes, thank you, Mr. Wen, for your guidance, Wansheng will leave!"

"Go."

Then Li Goyi led Xiao Qianjun away, went to several libraries, and bought more than a dozen volumes of books.

After he and Xiaoqian Jun walked out of Qingfeng Street, the old man surnamed Wen and the young man who played chess with him appeared at the intersection and watched them go away.

"Sir, what do you think of this Li Goyi?" the boy asked.

"As expected of the person who can bring about the closure of the world and be listed on the "Shocking List", this son seems to be idle, with some laziness and uninhibitedness in the world of mortals, but he is really an extraordinary person." The old man said.

"Then if the current situation collapses, Shenzhou Lu Shen, can he bear the responsibility of the chess player?"

"Let's look back. The world is so big and heroes come forth in large numbers. Who said he must be the chess player? However, a young man like him is indeed worthy of people's attention and hope."

The boy didn't expect his husband to think so highly of this Hanshan Li Xiangyi.

He thought of many things and many people, and shook his head slightly.

The old man smiled heartily, "After half a month, the god master of Donghua Mountain will hold a tour of the gods. I don't know if the expected thing will happen after this son goes up the mountain."

The young man was slightly different: "Sir, what's the matter? It's worth your expectation?"

The old man stroked his beard and smiled, "You can't say it."

The boy looked a little weird.

……

Li Goyi and Xiaoqianjun returned to Tianranju Inn in the south of the city.

The young girl Xianlong Lian Ni'er is still sleeping. I really don't know if this is a real dragon or a sleeping pig. If I had known, I wouldn't have let her drink.

Before going out, he arranged a few secret techniques in the room. If someone broke into the room, he could sense it immediately and rush back.

But obviously, he was needlessly worried.

In fact, not to mention ordinary people, even before he opened the door, he would not be aware of her existence at all, as if the real dragon clan had a different kind of aura when they were asleep, which could isolate the world and keep themselves from being disturbed.

"Eldest brother, when will Sister Ni'er wake up?" Jun Xiaoqian couldn't help asking.

She didn't dislike the girl Xianlong who slept for a long time, but she was worried that she would spoil her brain. After all, as a genus of grass and trees, she was also good at sleeping, but she was far from being able to compare with Sister Ni'er.

Li Xiangyu checked the status of the young girl Xianlong, and replied: "It should be waking up soon, and you don't have to worry about this guy at all. When she wakes up, she will be more energetic than everyone else, and even become stronger."

Mr. Xiaoqian was stunned: "Become stronger? You mean sister Ni'er can practice in her sleep?"

Li Xiangyi shook his head: "It's not about cultivating in a dream, but as long as you fall asleep, you will become stronger. This guy doesn't need to practice at all."

"so smart?"

"Yeah, I don't know if this is the talent of the real dragon clan, or her unique talent. It is probably unique to her. I have never seen similar situations in books related to dragon clan before."

Mr. Xiaoqian is speechless, isn't this more powerful than a senior brother who can increase his aura of arrogance just by reading a book and understanding the essence of the book?

Li Xiangyi was also moved by the miraculous talent of the girl Xianlong, but he felt relieved when he saw the girl in the green skirt beside him.

In fact, Mr. Xiaoqian is just like a young fairy dragon. He doesn't need to practice, as long as he digests the thousands of swords in his body, he can become a great sword fairy.

That's why in the tavern that day, Qiu Bunuan, a lone swordsman, said that Mr. Xiaoqian is expected to surpass Ye Guiren and become the No. 1 swordsman in the whole world in the future.

Naturally born sword grass, and thousands of sword spirits to impart sword intent, this is unique, compared to the girl fairy dragon, it seems to be even worse.

It's just that Mr. Xiaoqian is still young and doesn't understand the meaning of it.

He was really curious about what step Xiaoqianjun would grow to after he returned from Fengxueya.

"Eldest brother, what are you thinking?" Seeing him in a daze, Mr. Xiaoqian couldn't help stretching out her little hand, shaking it in front of his eyes, to wake him up.

"It's nothing, little Qian'er, if one day you become stronger than senior brother, what will you do?"

"I can't do anything."

"Ok?"

"Because it's impossible for me to be stronger than Senior Brother, Senior Brother must be the most powerful one!"

"Hehe, your mouth is so sweet."

Li Xiangyi rubbed Xiaoqianjun's little head, and the little guy arched his palm cooperatively, still so intimate and cute.

……

As night fell, Li Xiangyi read a book in his room after dinner, waiting for Zhou Qingjin's arrival.

At three o'clock in Xuzheng, Zhou Qingjin came back from outside the city and visited Tianranju Inn as scheduled.

Mr. Xiaoqian brewed the Hanshan Yunwu tea brought from the Han Academy, offered a cup to Mr. Zhou and the elder brother each, and then obediently stood by.

After sitting down and drinking tea, Zhou Qingjin said bluntly: "Brother Gengxin, you are a talented person in Hanshan, and you are familiar with classics of a hundred schools of thought. What do you think are the deficiencies in the knowledge of a hundred schools of thought?"

Li Xiangyi knew that he had written a "Hundred Schools of Writing", and he had already expected what he wanted to discuss tonight, so he replied: "There is no perfect person in the world, and there is no perfect knowledge. Therefore, there are three teachings and a hundred schools of thought. Both have their shortcomings. It’s just that brother Jun’s problem is too big, and I don’t know where to start.”

Zhou Qingjin also knew that he was too eager. After all, the four major Confucian academies, including Langya Academy, were all located in one area, and it was rare to meet people with the same temperament.

So he changed the question and said: "That's a little simpler, Brother Gengxin, have you thought about it, what are the shortcomings and omissions in our Confucianism?"

This is also a big problem.

Moreover, it is a question that ordinary Confucian disciples would not consider at all.

Because Gein is in this mountain, the disciples of each family will generally only think that their own knowledge is profound and profound, it is the righteousness of heaven and earth, and the sect of all generations, and they will not think that there are flaws in the way they have learned.

From this point of view, the contemporary head of Zhaohu Academy is a true scholar.

Li Xiangyi pondered for a while, and said: "The master said: self-restraint and restoration of the rites are benevolence; Zhu Zi said: preserve the principles of heaven and destroy human desires; Mr. Yangming talks about conscience."

"Since our Confucianism was founded by the most holy teacher, from the most holy teacher, to Xunzi, Mencius, to Master Dong, Master Han, and even Cheng Zhu Neo-Confucianism, and Lu Wang Xinxue, it is all-inclusive. Yes, I dare not say which one is wrong.”

"I have to be taught by my husband to follow two principles at the moment, which can be said to listen to my old brother."

Zhou Qingjin said seriously, "What are the two points?"

Li Xiangyi said: "One is the words of the sub-sage: it is better to have no books than to believe in books. Therefore, as for the theories of my Confucian saints, you must also think about it yourself, and you must not blindly follow it."

"What about the second one?"

"The second is Mr. Yangming's method: the unity of knowledge and action. Sitting down and discussing the Tao, it is even more necessary to stand up and practice it. Only when knowledge and action are united can we see the true Dao."

Zhou Qingjin thought about it carefully, and then sighed: "Brother Gengxin is a true scholar!"

Li Xiangyi said with a smile: "Brother Jun wants to sort out the shortcomings of the hundred schools of thought to make up for the shortcomings of my Confucianism. This is the real Confucian gentleman's demeanor, and I am not as good as it!"

"Brother Update is absurd!"

Talked freely all night, until the east is white, Zhou Qingjin left.

The next day, Li went to pay homage to the tomb of Tang Zinian, Hanshan's predecessor, and then continued to read at the inn, waiting for the girl Xianlong Liannier to wake up.

He felt that she was about to wake up.

Another day passed, and in the middle of the night, Li Goyi read a book on the moon.

When the bright moon passed through the cover of the clouds and shone in the middle of the sky, he finally finished reading the [-]th volume of the book and cultivated the [-]th way of arrogance.

(End of this chapter)