Fantasy: It Turns Out That I Am a Peerless God of War

"Diamond Sutra?"

Yi Feng was a little puzzled.

Did you see it wrong?

However, this monk looks like an eminent monk, it is really hard not to believe.

Guess it might be wrong.

After all, in the hands of such an eminent monk, how could there be the kind of book he imagined.

"Donor, please see if I have spiritual roots!" The monk stretched out his palm and said with a smile.

The old goatee nodded and put his hand over.

After a while, he said leisurely: "Medium spiritual root."

"Amitabha, then I will sit down as a benefactor?" He shouted with his hands clasped together.

"sit down."

The old goatee nodded.

In this way, the two began to fight.

And Yi Feng did not leave in a hurry, but just watched chess from the sidelines.

Yi Feng could see that both of them had superb chess skills, and they were not comparable to the previous Yin Shengfu.

Soon, the chess game has reached a fever pitch.

The old man with the goatee, who was originally expressionless, has become serious.

Afterwards, sweat gradually flowed from his forehead, looking at the monk in front of him with disbelief.

He never imagined that the monk in front of him was a master that he could not imagine!

"Senior...Senior, how dare I show ugliness in front of Senior?"

He could no longer remain calm, and while looking at the monk in front of him, he was about to get up.

"Hey, what the donor said, the donor doesn't have to do this." The monk smiled gently: "Just treat it as a normal game."

"Thank you senior."

The old man with the mustache sat down again, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and became very serious at the same time nervously.

And the results that followed were not unexpected.

After the old goatee struggled, he directly lost the game.

He got up quickly, bowed to the monk, and said in awe: "Thank you senior for raising your hand, just now, the junior has benefited a lot."

"The donor is polite."

The monk smiled kindly.

But the old man with the goatee was still full of awe, and as for the inheritance of the mantle and mantle mentioned on the poster, he also became silent.

And Yi Feng, who was watching the excitement, also got up and left.

Of course, he could also see that the monk's chess skills were indeed much better than the old man's, and in the chess game just now, he even gave the old man some water.

But at this moment, the monk who was sitting cross-legged suddenly shouted to him, "Don't you want to come with the poor monk?"

heard.

Yi Feng's eyes lit up. In fact, his hands were itchy for a long time. The key is that this monk's chess skills are superb!

"Really can?"

he asked hastily.

"sure."

The monk smiled gently.

With the monk's agreement, Yi Feng turned his gaze to the old man with the goatee.

After all, this is his place.

"Of course, no problem."

When the old man with the mustache saw this, he hurriedly spoke up. After all, the monk agreed, how could he not agree?

And looking at the monk's eyes, is also full of admiration.

This is the real master of returning to the original!

Even in the face of such mortals without spiritual roots, they can still treat them equally.

I really don't know what kind of luck this mortal without spiritual roots has gone through, to be able to get the favor of this senior.

After Yi Feng sat down, the two began to play.

After the start, both of them are mainly tempted.

"How does the donor see life?"

While playing chess, the monk suddenly asked Yi Feng.

"Life?"

Yi Feng smiled, the eminent monk is an eminent monk, and he actually talked about such a profound topic with him.

As he dropped the chess piece, he said, "If you talk about it more deeply, you will find out why I am here, what is the true meaning of life, where did I come from, and where do I go..."

"But in my opinion, I'm just a layman. My outlook on life, um..." After thinking for a while, Yi Feng smiled and said, "Just be happy when you can."

"Of course everyone has a different view of life. For my thoughts, you can say that I am a salted fish."

"Then I am indeed a salted fish."

Yi Feng said with a smile.

After listening, the monk nodded thoughtfully.

He seemed very satisfied with what Yi Feng said.

"correct."

At this time, Yi Feng suddenly remembered something, and said quickly, "I always feel that you are familiar, and I always feel that I have seen you somewhere."

heard.

The monk's hand trembled subconsciously, and then said solemnly: "No, donor, you remembered wrongly, you must have never seen me."

"Ok."

Yi Feng nodded.

The two of them played chess in such an unhurried manner, and they didn't have the state of fighting before.

This made the goatee old man beside him bewildered.

perhaps.

It was this eminent monk who deliberately let this mortal man!

Involuntarily, the old goatee looked at the monk with more respect.

However.

What he didn't expect was that the monk suddenly said at this moment: "The donor is really good at chess, this game is another loss."

"Acceptance!"

Yi Feng cupped his hands and smiled.

This scene made the old goatee next to him stunned.

In this chess game, there is obviously no winner yet!

Even in his eyes, the monk even had the upper hand.

What exactly is going on?

Suddenly lost?

Even if this eminent monk releases water and deliberately wants this mortal to win, this is not the way!

The key is that the mortal's face still looks as it should be?

Yi Feng had a faint smile on his face.

In this game just now, he was very happy and comfortable. It seems nothing on the surface, but the game between the two is actually very dangerous.

And the reason why the monk said he lost was because he really lost.

In a simple game at the beginning, both sides have long understood the strength of each other, and if the masters make a move, a small difference can determine the victory.

And just now, Yi Feng made a move to get ahead of the monk.

And it was just such a move that the monk knew in his heart that he was powerless to break this game back.

therefore.

There is no need to continue with the follow-up chess.

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded in Yi Feng's mind.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host, the chess skills have reached par with the gods."

"Congratulations to the host, for completing the task of painting and calligraphy, and getting a mount reward, one piece has been delivered to the martial arts hall, please accept the host..."