Chapter 8: Cleverly Acquiring Spiritual Movement and Transformation

  After the two left, Ye Feng stood up and bowed to Mu Sang Dao Ren, saying: "Dao Chang, I still have things to attend to, I'll take my leave first." With that, he lifted his foot and walked away.

  " Fellow Taoist, please stay your step!"

  What's wrong with you? Dare to change your tone?

  Ye Feng almost sprained his waist.

  Just as he turned around, Musang Dao Ren had already pulled Ye Feng from behind and said urgently: "Don't go, don't go! Young brother, meeting again is fate. Coincidentally, Niu Bi Zi Lao Dao also likes to play chess, but has no opponent, it's really lonely like snow. Today we met, can't let you leave!"

  No match? Lonely like snow? Ye Feng almost couldn't help but laugh, who is he fooling, others don't know, but I do? Hey... what's with the "as if no time has passed" nonsense, just because you're a Taoist doesn't mean you can spout nonsense, we're not familiar.

  Turning around, Ye Feng smiled and said: "Dao Chang, it's not that I don't want to accompany you, but I really have something important to attend to."

  "What can be more important for us chess enthusiasts than playing chess? What can be better than meeting a fellow chess enthusiast who shares the same interests? Come, sit down and let's have a good game."

  Ye Feng bitterly smiled and said: "Abbot, please let go, even if you want to play chess, there are no chess pieces."

  Mù Sāng Dào Rén laughed and said: "Who says it's gone?"

  Without waiting for Ye Feng to respond, Mu Sang Dao Ren suddenly grasped Ye Feng's hand and shook his back. The bundle on his back flew up into the air, revealing a chessboard made of refined steel. As the chessboard fell, it landed perfectly in place, exactly where the wooden chessboard had been placed earlier. What was even more astonishing was that when the chessboard landed, it didn't make any sound at all.

  It can be seen from this that Mu Sang Dao Ren's skills are indeed extraordinary.

  "Good kung fu!" Ye Feng praised.

  Mù Sāng Dào Rén didn't care at all, and laughed: "What's this? My chess skills are even better! Don't talk nonsense, let's play chess, play chess!"

  As he spoke, Musang Taoist took out two chess boxes from his bosom. The black pieces were indeed made of black iron, while the white ones were made of silver.

  The two sat down, Ye Feng took the white piece from Mu Sang Dao Ren, who was already impatient: "Little brother's chess skills are superb, Lao Dao is unfortunately without a worthy opponent. The first game will be played by Lao Dao first, and the second game will be played by little brother."

  Muzi Daoist had already lost a black chess piece.

  Ye Feng couldn't help but laugh and said, "Daozhang, you also saw it just now. I never play chess with others for free. Even if I have a strong urge to play, I must make a bet."

  Mù Sāng Dào Rén was taken aback, patted his head and laughed: "Look at me, I was so excited that I forgot about this." After saying that, he smiled bitterly again, like an ant on a hot pot, and said urgently: "But I don't have much silver on me, where did the windfall come from?"

  Ye Feng smiled slightly, just about to respond, when Musang Daoist slapped his forehead and said: "I've got it! This chessboard is made of fine steel casting, not worth much money, but these white pieces are made of white silver forging. One piece may be small, but together they're not insignificant."

  Ye Feng was shocked and his heart skipped a beat, he couldn't help but curse in his heart. He forced a smile and said: "A gentleman does not take away what others love. Since this chess set is a complete suite and is something the Taoist priest treasures, I naturally wouldn't dare to take it away."

  Mù Sāng Dào Rén's eyes flashed with a hint of cleverness, and he suddenly patted Yè Fēng's shoulder, bursting into loud laughter: "You really are a good kid! For the sake of Old Dao, you didn't even want the prize money. That's great, I love this set of chess pieces, originally I wasn't willing to give it away."

  Ye Feng's face was covered in dark lines.

  Damn it, who can tell me if this old cow nose is still so shameless?! Ah...... Tell me?!

  Ye Feng smiled wryly and said directly, "To be honest, I'm also a martial artist. When I saw you reveal that move just now, I knew you're not an ordinary person. I've been itching to learn from you, so how about this: if I win a game against you, you'll teach me one move. If I lose, as long as it's something I can do, I'll definitely do it!"

  Mushan Daoist was originally still in high spirits, but as soon as he heard Ye Feng say this, his face suddenly fell, obviously deep in thought about what Ye Feng had just said.

  Ye Feng also knew that no matter when, the external transmission of this school's martial arts was a major taboo in the martial world.

  He made it clear and didn't want to beat around the bush. Whatever the outcome, he said it directly.

  After a long time, Mu Sang Dao Ren waved his hand and said coldly: "You can go now. The matter you mentioned, Niu Bi Zi Lao Dao cannot agree to."

  I knew it!

  Ye Feng curled his lips and smiled bitterly.

  Forget it, I'm lucky to have met Musang Daoist, and unlucky if I hadn't. Originally, meeting him was a great fortune, but I didn't bring my own protagonist halo, nor could I be accepted by everyone at once and receive their guidance.

  Ye Feng nodded and cupped his hands together, saying: "In that case, I bid you farewell."

  He spoke succinctly and left without any further ado, turning around to leave as soon as he finished speaking.

  At this moment, a horse carriage was rushing towards here, the coachman's face was anxious, one whip faster than the other, fiercely hitting the horse. It seemed like someone was chasing after them. Not long after, the horse carriage stopped in front of the Octagonal Pavilion, eight riders on fine horses from the Eastern Depot surrounded it.

  Those eight men were all dressed in black, and the first one rushed towards the groom, swung his whip and a blood stain immediately appeared on the groom's face, and he fell under the horse. The eight Eastern Depot guards burst out laughing. The man was about to strike again when a loud shout came from inside the carriage.

  "Stop!" As soon as the words fell, a man in his fifties with a black beard on his chin walked out of the carriage.

  "Huang Zunsu, you disobeyed the factory's orders and dared to escape in fear of punishment?!" The leading burly man shouted sternly.

  Huang Zunsu coldly swept his eyes over the eight people and said, "You are all rebellious and disobedient! I, Huang, would like to ask, is this world under the rule of the current emperor or that eunuch who has no eggs?! I, Huang, also want to ask, was the order to kill me given by the emperor or by Wei Zhongxian?!"

  That tall and sturdy man was speechless, his face turning blue and white with rage, as Huang Zunsu's few words had struck him dumb. "Damn it!" he cursed, "I'm just a rough man, I can't outtalk you bookworms! Who do you think I'll listen to? Come on, let's settle this once and for all!"

  Just after scolding, the burly man's right hand shook, and the cowhide whip was swung towards Huang Zunsu's face. At the same time, seven men beside the burly man also drew out their waist knives.

  Huang Zunsu stood proudly at the front of the carriage, looking down on the eight people with disdain, without a hint of fear in his eyes.

  I'm going, Huang Zunsu? Isn't this the representative figure of the Donglin Party? His bones are extremely hard, and his integrity is beyond words. Most importantly, he has several good sons. Not knowing him doesn't matter, but if you don't know his son, then you should go back and read books for a few more years.

  Because his son's name is Huang Zongxi.

  Hey... didn't expect that I'd end up saving a famous cultural figure by accident.

  The idea was like lightning, and Ye Feng had already made his move.

  A stone flew out, making a dull thud, and the burly man with the whip had already fallen off his horse. The remaining seven men immediately shouted: "The Eastern Depot is arresting people, who dares to block our way?! Do you want to rebel?!"

  This machine is translating one sentence at a time.

  Ye Feng held two stones in his hand and smiled: "Hey... look over here, it's Grandpa who made the move!"

  In the Octagonal Pavilion, no one noticed that a hint of admiration flashed in the eyes of that sloppy Taoist.