Buddhist scriptures in the temple?”

Ning Que knew that he had made a mistake, so he dared to laugh at him. He said honestly: "In the grand event in the world of cultivation, the academy always needs people to show respect. I joined the academy on behalf of the academy and had to go through this experience."

Then he looked a little sad and said, "More importantly, my Sangsang's illness has happened again. This time, even the teacher can do anything. But the teacher said that Lanke Temple can cure it, so I brought her here."

During the journey to the wasteland, especially during the period when we continued north, Mo Shanshan and Ning Que were always walking with each other, so naturally they talked about a lot of people or things around each other. She was talking about her fellow disciples from Mochiyuan, Ning Que

He talked about his fellow disciples in the academy and his comrades in Weicheng, but most of the time he talked about the little maid in his family. Naturally, he also mentioned the past of relying on each other when he was a child, and the old illnesses of the little maid.

Mo Shanshan heard the four words Sangsang from Ning Que countless times. Moreover, she had read the chicken soup post, so she even knew the importance of Sangsang to him earlier than Ning Que herself, so although she and Sang were with Sang

Sang had only met twice and said no more than ten words, but she was actually really familiar with Sangsang. In addition to someone and some things, she actually felt a sense of closeness to Sangsang.

When she heard that Sangsang was seriously ill, she looked at the black carriage not far away and was very worried, but she said nothing.

Ning Que could see clearly that her worries were sincere, and when his heart warmed up, he felt guilty again. It was a mistake to be able to be loved by such a beautiful and kind woman.

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"What's going on over there?"

He looked at the crowd under the big green tree, pointed to the square stone pedestal and the old monk in yellow who was making moves.

Mo Shanshan didn't expect that he had entered Mount Wa, but he didn't know the rules that have been circulated in the world of practice for many years. He explained: "Being able to get the opportunity to solve doubts by Master Qishan is the thing that practitioners hope most, so every time the master comes out of the house.

At that time, many practitioners, especially those wild practitioners, would pour into Washan. After all, this place is a quiet place in Buddhism, and it cannot become noisy like a vegetable market. Moreover, it is impossible for the master to choose people with destiny to choose among millions of people. Therefore,

Since many years ago, Lanke Temple has set rules that only practitioners who pass the three chess game can finally arrive at Donglu and obtain the qualification to be personally selected by Master Qishan before they reach Donglu."

Ning Que looked under the big green tree and frowned and asked, "For example, if you have to win this level, then you can cross the bridge?"

Mo Shanshan nodded and said, "Washan talks are a very famous elegant thing in the world of cultivation. It is said that there is an endgame in the three chess games, one game of chess, and the other game is temporarily set."

Ning Que asked: "I have to win three games in a row before I can get to the front of the house?"

Mo Shanshan said: "The last time Master Qishan opened a house and chose someone with a destiny was decades ago. I don't know much about the matter too specific, but the master is a monk of the Buddhist sect, so I don't think he is pure.

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The victory or defeat is decided. If the mountain worshiper can show his wisdom or other meaningful qualities in the process of playing chess, he will probably be selected by the master, but three games of chess must be played."

Ning Que asked, "Why?"

Mo Shanshan said without commenting: "Because this is a rule."

Ning Que shook his head and said, "Rules are dead, and people live."

He said seriously, but Mo Shanshan laughed and said, "Can you play chess?"

Ning Que was a little embarrassed and said, "I am willing to find a victory or defeat on the sword, and I don't like to be energetic on the chessboard."

Mo Shanshan said with a little concern: "What will you do?"

Ning Que said with a smile: "What else can I do? Driving a long cart to break through the tiger and jump over the mountain, who dares to stop me? But... If these monks are so stupid that they dare to go against the academy, you have to help me."

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Mo Shanshan looked at his laughing look, and this time he finally saw the perseverance hidden inside and the ruthlessness of never giving up until he achieved his goal. He couldn't help but feel a little sad, and then Microsoft.

She knew that since this matter was related to Sangsang's life, no matter what difficulties and obstacles were ahead, even if Haotian was ahead, Ning Que would slash him with one knife.

This really made her very jealous.

This really made her like it very much.

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