The Legend of the Condor Heroes: I became one of the Five Great Masters by drawing cards

Chapter 225 Killing All the Xiaoyao Sect Members
The short and thin old man was Wuyazi's apprentice, Ding Chunqiu's senior brother, and "Mr. Smart and Eloquent" Su Xinghe.

Su Xinghe used the art of Qimen Dunjia to save his master from Ding Chunqiu, and since then he has lived in seclusion for thirty years, pretending to be deaf and dumb.

Mu Nianci had just spoken, and his ears moved slightly, but his expression did not change. He still looked down at the chessboard in a daze.

Gu Ping'an and the other two did not disturb them. They stood quietly by and watched patiently.

Su Xinghe has deduced this chess game countless times, and every time he watches it, he still gets immersed in it.

He put down the piece, picked it up, and then fell into deep thought again, playing chess by himself.

The Zhenlong chess game set up by Wuyazi is really difficult to solve. If you can't figure out the key to "squeezing yourself to death", the white chess piece will definitely lose the game.

Not long after, Mu Nianci had figured out more than ten moves ahead. She shook her head slightly and said something in a low voice.

"This old gentleman is quite skilled in chess, and his moves are quite brilliant. Unfortunately, he still can't break Zhenlong."

She originally didn't have such vision. Although she inherited half of the chess manual of the Xiaoyao Sect, she was not extremely talented and had only studied for a short time. Naturally, her chess skills were far inferior to those of Duan Yu, Duan Yanqing and others.

However, the chess game that they saw in the Wuliang Cave was memorized by both her and Gu Ping'an.

All the way from Dali to the south of the Yangtze River, and then north to the Central Plains, during his free time, he would take out the chess board and study the chess records.

After a few months, I have learned a lot about the many subtle changes of this Zhenlong.

Su Xinghe still acted as if he didn't hear anything. He made three or five more moves, shook his head and sighed, and restored the Zhenlong chess game to its original state.

"Junior Gu Ping'an and my wife Mu Nianci have come to meet Mr. Congbian. We apologize for disturbing you."

Gu Ping'an and the other two then bowed to him. Su Xinghe's identity was revealed, and a hint of suspicion flashed in his eyes. He nodded slightly at the two of them, turned back into the hut, and took out his writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.

He still wanted to pretend to be deaf and dumb, so Gu Ping'an didn't force him. He leaned over and picked up the pen to write it again.

"I have made arrangements using the Qimen Dunjia method. I wonder how the two of you were able to find this place?"

"My wife has some knowledge of formations. Although she is not as good as you, it is not difficult for her to climb the mountain."

"Ding Chunqiu sent you two here, but do you have anything to say?"

Su Qinghe took the pen and wrote a line of words, but he mistook them for disciples of the Xingxiu Sect.

"Senior, you've misunderstood. We've been studying in the mountains for over ten years and have only just come down. We don't know this Mr. Ding Chunqiu."

Su Xinghe couldn't help but look up at him, with suspicion in his eyes not concealed.

"Since you are not from the Xingxiu Old Monster Sect, what brings you here?"

"I heard that Mr. Congbian lived in seclusion here, so I came to visit him."

"I have lived in seclusion for thirty years and have long since stopped caring about worldly affairs. My place in the mountains is simple and it is not convenient for me to entertain guests. Please make yourselves at your convenience."

Su Xinghe sneered. Although he wrote "As you please" on the paper, he put the pen down heavily on the inkstone, raised his head and looked directly at the two of them. His intention to see them off was obvious.

"Originally, I came here to see that you are in good health, so I should have left, but this chess game of yours..."

Seeing him suddenly pause when writing here, Su Xinghe couldn't help but look up.

Gu Ping'an put down his pen and said, "We once stumbled into a cave in the Wuliang Valley. We happened to see a chessboard in the cave with over a hundred pieces. It seemed to be exactly the same as this precious chessboard."

Su Xinghe's expression changed, and he didn't bother to continue "pretending to be deaf" and picked up the pen to write quickly.

"Have you been to Langhuan Blessed Land?"

"There is a jade statue in the cave, like a fairy, lifelike. It's a pity that all the secret books in the cave have been taken away. However, under the jade statue..."

As Gu Ping'an just said this, Su Xinghe couldn't help but ask, but he even forgot about "pretending to be mute".

"What's under the jade statue?" "A scroll of silk and two magical skills."

As he spoke, he moved, stepped on the Zhouyi direction, and performed the Lingbo Weibu.

"Lingbo Weibu!"

In fact, when Gu Ping'an mentioned the jade statue, Su Xinghe had already confirmed that the two had indeed been to the cave. Now seeing Lingbo Weibu again, he no longer had any doubts.

"You mentioned two magical skills, what is the other one?"

"Beiming Divine Art."

As the third-generation disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, how could Su Xinghe not have heard of the name of the Beiming Divine Art? He took a deep breath and asked tentatively.

"You must be"

"This junior already possesses internal strength, so I don't dare to force it."

Gu Ping'an understood the meaning of his words and shook his head slightly. Su Xinghe had just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that, but he didn't expect that he had another half sentence.

"Although my wife had never practiced martial arts before, she was extremely talented. After just one casual glance, she mastered all thirty-six images."

"You've learned it after practicing?!"

As a disciple of Xiaoyao Sect, how could Su Xinghe not know the power of Beiming Divine Art?

His traitorous junior brother Ding Chunqiu only had a seemingly spurious method of transforming internal energy, yet he was able to gain such a bad reputation and dominate the martial arts world for more than 20 years without any rivals. What's more, what about the Beiming Divine Art that could absorb other people's internal energy for his own use?
This shortcut to learning martial arts is very likely to cause a bloody storm in the martial arts world if the person who learns it has bad intentions.

"In fact, there is another sentence on the silk scroll, which seems to be written by the person who carved the jade statue."

Isn’t the person carved in the jade statue Li Qiushui, the uncle who betrayed his master and almost caused the death of his master and disciple?

Su Qinghe was even more frightened and couldn't help but ask in a deep voice.

"What did that person leave behind?"

"Kowtowing a thousand times, obeying my command, I will never regret it. Upon completion of your studies, you will descend the mountain and kill all the Xiaoyao Sect disciples for me. If even one is left behind, I will bear a bitter hatred for you, both in heaven and on earth."

Kill all the Xiaoyao Sect disciples?!

Su Qinghe took a deep breath and looked stern.

"Good boy, the real purpose has finally been revealed! Su's life depends on this. If you want to take it, let's see if you have the ability to do it!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already made a bold move. His robe sleeve swept across the chess box, and several black pieces shot out at lightning speed.

"Senior has misunderstood!"

Although Gu Ping'an relayed Li Qiu Shui's message, he just wanted to appear calm and had no intention of harming his life.

But Su Xinghe was like a frightened bird, and after a momentary misunderstanding, he wanted to take the initiative.

Although his miscellaneous knowledge delayed his martial arts training and he was far from being Ding Chunqiu's opponent, he had practiced martial arts for decades after all, and was at least a master of the same level as the three monks of the Xuan generation.

Gu Ping'an did not dare to be careless. He reached into his arms and snapped his fingers.

With a few "chi chi" sounds, several stones flew through the air and hit the chess pieces in mid-air.

In fact, Gu Ping'an's strength at this time may not be stronger than Su Xinghe. However, when it comes to finger skills, apart from the One Yang Finger of the Dali Duan family, what other kung fu in the world can be compared with the Finger of Magic?
None of the black particles escaped and flew out, but the stones still had residual force and passed in front of Su Qinghe without hurting him at all.

With a few "thumps", two or three stones sank into a big tree behind him, and actually pierced through the green pine that three people could hug together.

When Su Qinghe heard the sound, he turned around and his face was immediately filled with horror.

(End of this chapter)