Chapter 303

"Vajra Sutra?"

Yi Feng wondered.

Did you read it wrong?

However, the monk looks like an eminent monk. It's hard not to be believed.

It's estimated that you may really read it wrong.

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

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

The old man with sheep beard nodded and put his hand over.

A moment later, he said, "medium spirit root."

"Amitabha, I'll sit down, benefactor?" Shout and put your hands together.

"Sit down."

The old goat beard nodded.

In this way, the two began the game.

Yi Feng was not in a hurry to leave, but just watching chess.

Yi Feng can see that both of them have excellent chess skills, which are not comparable to Yin Shengfu before.

Soon, the chess game has reached white hot.

The old man with sheep beard, who was originally expressionless, has become normal.

Then, sweat gradually flowed out of his forehead and looked at the monk in front of him, full of disbelief.

He never thought that the monk in front of him was an expert he couldn't imagine!

"Ex... elder, how dare I make a fool of myself in front of elder?"

He could no longer keep calm. He looked at the monk in front of him and was about to get up.

"Ah, what do you say, benefactor? You don't have to." The monk smiled gently and said, "it's just a normal game."

"Thank you, master."

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

The next result was not unexpected.

After a struggle, old goat beard lost the game directly.

He quickly got up, bowed to the monk, and said in awe: "thank you for raising your hand. I benefited a lot from a game just now."

"You're welcome, benefactor."

The monk smiled kindly.

But the old man with sheep beard was still full of awe. As for the inheritance of the mantle according to the picture, he also became silent.

And Yi Feng, who watched the excitement, was ready to get up and leave.

Of course, he can see that the monk's chess skills are really much better than the old man, and he also gave the old man water in the chess game just now.

But just then, the sitting monk suddenly shouted to him, "master Shi, won't you come with the poor monk?"

Wen Yan.

Yi Feng's eyes lit up. In fact, he itched his hands long ago. The key is that the monk's chess skill is still very superb!

"Really?"

He asked hurriedly.

"Of course."

The monk smiled gently.

With the monk's consent, Yi Feng looked at the old man with sheep beard.

After all, this is his place.

"Of course not."

Seeing this, the old man with sheep beard made a noise. After all, the monks agreed. How dare he not agree?

The monk's eyes were full of admiration.

This is an expert who is really returning to nature!

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

I really don't know what good luck this mortal without spiritual roots has taken to get the favor of this master.

After Yi Feng sat down, the two began the game.

After the start, both of them were mainly exploratory.

"What do you think of life, benefactor?"

While playing chess, the monk suddenly asked Yi Feng.

"Life?"

Yi Feng smiled. The eminent monk is an eminent monk. He even talked to him about such a profound topic.

As he dropped the chess piece, he said, "if you speak more deeply, you will find out why I am here, what the true meaning of life is, where I come from and where I want to go..."

"But in my opinion, I'm just a layman. My outlook on life, um..." thought slightly. Yi Feng said with a smile: "just have fun and be happy."

"Of course, everyone has different views on life. For my ideas, you can say I'm a salted fish."

"Then I am indeed a salted fish."

Yi Feng said with a smile.

After listening, the monk nodded thoughtfully.

I seem very satisfied with what Yi Feng said.

"That's right."

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

Wen Yan.

The monk's subordinates trembled and then said solemnly, "no, benefactor, you remember wrong. You must not have seen me."

"All right."

Yi Feng nodded.

The two men's chess was so slow that they didn't have the state of fighting before.

The old man with sheep beard was confused.

Maybe.

It was the eminent monk who deliberately let this mortal!

I can't help it. The old man with sheep beard looked at the monk with more respect.

However.

What he didn't expect was that the monk suddenly said at this moment: "benefactor, your chess skills are really superb. In this game, you will lose again."

"Accept!"

Yi Feng arched his hand and smiled.

This scene, let the old man next to the sheep beard directly confused.

This chess game has not been decided yet!

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

What the hell is going on?

Suddenly lost?

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

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

Yi Feng had a faint smile on her face.

He was very happy and comfortable in this game just now. It seems nothing on the surface, but the game between them is actually very dangerous.

The reason why the monk said he lost was because he did lose.

With a simple game at the beginning, both sides have long understood each other's strength, and a small gap between experts can determine the victory.

Just now, Yi Feng had a move to go in front of the monk.

It was such a move that the monk understood that he was unable to return to the sky if he wanted to break back this game.

Therefore.

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

At this time, the familiar voice sounded in Yi Feng's mind.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host. Your chess skill is comparable to that of God."

"Congratulations to the host. You have completed the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting task and won the mount reward. Take your time. It has been delivered to the martial arts school. Please accept it..."