The Heavens: Rebirth of Xu Zhu, Recognizing His Father at the Beginning

Chapter 80 Attempted suicide

Duan Yu looked ashamed and bowed to Su Xinghe.

"I am not very qualified and have failed my father-in-law to favor me. I am extremely ashamed."

Before he finished speaking, Fan Bailing suddenly shouted, blood spurted out from his mouth, his head tilted, and he fell straight down.

Su Xinghe raised his left hand slightly and made three chi chi chi sounds. Three chess balls popped out and hit the acupuncture points in his chest. This stopped the blood that kept spurting out.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked. Only Su Xinghe knew clearly that this was the backlash of being immersed in too much mental effort.

Suddenly, a white thing flew down from mid-air and hit the chessboard with a thud.

Su Xinghe took a look and saw that it was a small piece of pine tree flesh, newly dug out of the tree, and it happened to fall on Qijiu Road in the upper right corner. This location was one of the keys to cracking this Zhenlong chess game.

Su Xinghe glanced around and saw a light yellow robe faintly emerging behind the pine tree five or six feet away on the left.

"Oh! Another master has arrived, and I am very happy."

Just when Su Xinghe was about to use black chess to deal with it, there was a sudden sound in his ears, and a small black object flew from behind and landed on the 88th path in the upper right corner, which was exactly where Su Xinghe wanted to move.

However, Jiumozhi's strange move was beyond his expectation. All the plans he had planned came to nothing, and all plans came to nothing.

Murong Fu became angry and shouted at Jiumozhi.

"The young monk Jiumozhi learned on the way that Mr. Congbian held a chess game and came here to meet the heroes of the world. I hope that I will not blame the young monk for being reckless."

Su Xinghe saw that the black object was a small piece of pine bark, and the location where it landed was extremely accurate. He was secretly shocked, thinking that these two experts must be the first-class masters in the world.

Jiumozhi shook his head slightly, his tone humorous.

"Is there anyone who makes trouble like you? Since the Tubo master is very skilled in chess, you can solve this problem!"

"Mr. Murong, since you are already here, please show up quickly."

Seeing Duan Yu's expression was different, Ye Wuxin nodded slightly and looked at the young master again.

'I have worked hard all my life, but it has finally turned into a dream! Am I, Murong Fu, really unable to fulfill my long-cherished wish to revive Dayan?'

It wasn't until the two of them had sex for more than twenty years that Jiumozhi burst out laughing, with a hint of ridicule in his expression.

When it was Duan Yu's turn, Murong Fu greeted him with a smile. Duan Yu's face was grim, and he wanted to throw his moves at Wang Yuyan, which made Murong Fu quite unhappy.

The pine tree on the right is not very tall. If someone is hiding in the tree, you can spot it at a glance, but you don't really know where the person is hiding.

I saw Jiumozhi clasping his hands together and bowing to Su Xinghe, Ding Chunqiu, Xuan Nan and Xuan Tong each with a sincere expression.

Deng Baichuan, Gongyeqian, Bao Bubu and Fengbo evil were already rushing to meet them. Gongyeqian whispered to Murong Fu the origins of Su Xinghe, Ding Chunqiu, Xuannan Xantong and others.

"Don't do this!"

The bark rises in a spiral shape, but where it comes from is difficult to find.

After saying that, Jiumozhi looked into the distance and said with a smile.

The cheers had not stopped yet, only a clear voice could be heard coming from the pine branches and leaves.

"You may not lose, be careful."

Ye Wuxin looked calm, slowly looking at the sky, waiting for the last chance.

"Mr. Murong, although your martial arts skills are strong, your chess skills are probably quite ordinary, so you need to work harder."

Suddenly, Murong Fu shouted, drew his sword and cut into his neck.

Hearing a hissing sound, a piece of black tree bark hovered into the sky, then fell straight down, landing squarely on the 4th and 5th roads in the upper right corner.

"Mr. Murong, if you want to break this Zhenlong chess game, the young monk responded with two moves on behalf of the old man. I hope you don't blame the young monk for being presumptuous."

"Gusu Murong" was famous all over the world. No one could have imagined that he was such a handsome, elegant and noble son. They admired each other and even Ding Chunqiu said a few polite words.

Her face was full of admiration and love, and while she was looking at a young master beside her with infatuation, Ye Wuxin among the crowd looked at Duan Yu.

The spectators were filled with admiration and couldn't help but cheer in unison, waiting for these two masters to reveal themselves.

'Okay, the audience is almost here, only the last group of people are left.'

Being able to make a mere piece of pine tree bark rise into the air in a curved way, and still be so accurate after falling down, this hidden weapon skill is truly astonishing.

As soon as he said this, Murong Fu stood silently, his expression uncertain, and the black and white chess pieces in front of him seemed to turn into countless soldiers fighting each other.

When Ye Wuxin, who was hiding among the crowd, saw this scene, he raised his eyebrows and an inexplicable color flashed in his eyes.

‘This is the Six Meridians Divine Sword? It feels ordinary! Is it because it only uses one sword energy?’

Seeing this, Murong Fu could only calculate from scratch, and after a long time, he slowly made a move.

Jiumozhi smiled slightly, but his expression when he looked at Murong Fu did not change at all.

Murong Fu bowed to everyone one by one, spoke modestly, and looked modest without losing his own demeanor.

Ye Wuxin raised his eyebrows, knowing who these two people were, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

'Is it possible that my destiny, Gusu Murong, has been exhausted and all this effort has been in vain?'

Murong Fu meditated on this game in secret for a long time, confident that he had figured out a way to solve it.

Duan Yu shouted, and an invisible sword energy appeared from his index finger, and shot towards the long sword in Murong Fu's hand with a hiss.

Murong Fu shook his head slowly, his expression serious.

Murong Fu suddenly drew his sword and killed himself. No one expected this. Deng Baichuan and others rushed to rescue him, but their skills were lost and they were a step too late.

This monk is wearing a gray cloth monk's robe, with a shining light, a solemn appearance, and a slight smile on his face. He is undoubtedly the Tubo master Jiumozhi.

"Mr. Murong, you can't even get rid of my entanglement in the corner, are you still dreaming of competing in the Central Plains?"

A breeze blew, the branches of the pine forest moved slightly, and there was already a monk beside the chess game.

"The young monk is self-aware and doesn't want to waste his efforts. Besides, no one in the world can solve this chess game, so why should the young monk bother himself?"

"Mr. Murong, we broke up and no one won!"

Just as the black bark fell off, another grain of white tree flesh shot out from behind the pine tree on the left and landed on the 56th road in the upper right corner.

Between the two of them, the situation on the chessboard has changed. The Zhenlong chess game involves too many things, and every change implies infinite possibilities.

After glaring at Duan Yu for a few times, Murong Fu ignored him and walked slowly to the side of the chess game, picked up the white pieces and played them in the chess game.

Suddenly, a burst of clear laughter appeared, and two figures appeared behind a pine tree. One of them was graceful, Pingping Tingting. As soon as she appeared, she attracted Duan Yu's eyes. It was Wang Yuyan.

I saw that the man was about twenty-seven or eighty years old, wearing a light yellow shirt, with a long sword hanging from his waist, floating towards him, with a handsome face, free and elegant.

Everyone was startled and turned their heads quickly, but they didn't see even a single figure.

Murong Fu swung the long sword in his hand and fell to the ground, with a crisp sound echoing in all directions.

"Master Duan, what a move with the Six Meridians Divine Sword!"

Jiumozhi smiled and said nothing, looking at Duan Yu with kind eyes, as if he was an enlightened monk.

Murong Fu let go of his long sword and was startled before he woke up from the illusion.

(End of chapter)