Omniscient and Almighty

Chapter 1341 Sheng Qingwu

Sweetwater Lane.

Mrs. Song's home.

Xu Guangling might be the first man to step into Mrs. Song's yard, and Mrs. Song brought him here herself.

Of course, this man is a little younger.

In the eyes of Mrs. Song, "boy" may be a more appropriate positioning.

Or, not even a boy, just a child.

Xu Guangling's current state is the enlightened state. Although this state is not even a human level, it is already qualified to use a lot of spells. Therefore, under the watchful eyes of Mrs. Song, Xu Guangling's three strikes and five eliminations Two places made a chessboard, and 360 pieces of two colors.

Go.

A chess game that does not exist in this world.

Of course, there are also possible.

But it is not important.

The rules of Go are very simple, in fact, it is just one word, "Wei".

Xu Guangling only demonstrated a little bit, and Song Qinghong already fully understood how to play this little trick.

Then, the two officially started the game.

Both of them played very quickly, almost without thinking.

In the first round, Song Qinghong lost.

"Not very proficient, come again." Song Qinghong said lightly.

In the second round, Song Qinghong lost.

"Too much attention to the part, a bit ignoring the whole, it shouldn't be. For the old man, it shouldn't be." Song Qinghong reflected on himself, "Come again."

In the third round, Song Qinghong lost.

This round she has played relatively slowly.

To be slow is to be careful, to be slow is to be careful, to be slow is to not overdo it at all, to really use some of the abilities of monks in the life and death realm, and to seriously treat the opponent as a worthy opponent.

But still lost.

"You kid, you look honest, but you're actually quite cunning." Song Qinghong raised her brows slightly, "Come again."

In the fourth round, Song Qinghong lost.

"Come again!"

In the fifth game, Song Qinghong lost.

"Come again!"

In the sixth game, Song Qinghong lost.

In the seventh, eighth, ninth, and tenth rounds, Song Qinghong lost.

"Senior, let's go here." Xu Guangling said.

Song Qinghong had already lost, she was silently clearing the pieces on the chessboard, and was about to continue, when she heard Xu Guangling's words.

Raising his head, Song Qinghong looked at the other side in a daze.

"Senior, even if you play another ten rounds, you can't beat me by one round." Xu Guangling said without arrogance, arrogance, or humility.

"I don't believe it!"

Song Qinghong really didn't believe in this evil.

A monk in the realm of life and death, in this kind of calculation that has completely understood and penetrated the rules, would actually lose to a junior who is only in the realm of enlightenment?Moreover, will lose all the time, without even a chance to win?

She doesn't believe it.

Then come again.

Next, another ten innings.

Song Qinghong's record is: lose, lose, lose, lose, lose, lose, lose, lose, lose, lose.

Lost all ten rounds.

All ten rounds were "a little bit worse".

Ten rounds, every round seems to have the hope of winning, and she seems to be getting closer and closer to winning.

But Song Qinghong's heart has slowly sank.

In the next ten rounds, in the first round, she thought she could win the game, in the second game, she thought she could win the game, in the third game, she thought she could win the game, and in the fourth game...

"Sure enough, I lost."

Fifth game.

"Sure enough, I still lost."

She is not getting closer and closer to winning, but she is getting farther and farther away from winning.

After all, he is a monk in the realm of life and death.

Although it was impossible to accept this conclusion both emotionally and intellectually, Song Qinghong still accepted the fact that it was in front of her eyes.

"Senior, do you still need another ten rounds?" Xu Guangling said in a calm manner.

"No need." Song Qinghong shook her head, "I lost."

After staring at the criss-crossing lines in front of her eyes for a long time, Song Qinghong finally shifted her gaze to Xu Guangling's face, and stared at Xu Guangling's face for a long time again, "Guangling, can you explain to me why I can't win?"

"What can't you win?"

A young voice sounded outside the door.

Then, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl came in from the door carrying a small pole.

The moment she stepped over the threshold, her body felt imperceptibly stiff, and then, her footsteps seemed to become cheerful, as light as flowers blown by the wind, and came to the two sides as if whirling. people approach.

"Xiao Qing, you came just in time." Mrs. Song said softly, "Come, sit here."

Lady Song got up, and the girl named Xiaoqing didn't know what happened, so she was pulled by Lady Song to sit where she was sitting just now.

"Here, ten more rounds." Mrs. Song said to Xu Guangling, "She's here."

"Senior, what's the matter?" The girl raised her head slightly, and then turned to the opposite side, "Brother, where are you from?"

"I come from nowhere." Xu Guangling smiled slightly, "Girl, how about you?"

"My brother, just call me Xiaoqing." The girl wrinkled her nose slightly, "Don't tell me, brother, I'll guess it myself."

"Can you guess this?" Xu Guangling raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I can't guess for ordinary people, but if it's not for ordinary people, then I can guess!" Xiaoqing's face was shining with confidence, but also with a little cunning, "Brother, I guess you come from a place without aura, but right?"

Xu Guangling was slightly taken aback.

Hearing this, Song Qinghong was also slightly taken aback.

Song Qinghong was stunned for some unknown reason, but it didn't last too long, probably only for a few breaths, and a look of amazement flashed across her face.

However, she didn't say anything, she just stood quietly by the side, watching the interaction between the two little ones.

"You guessed it right, amazing!" Xu Guangling nodded, gave her a thumbs up, and said, "Girl, let me guess where you come from too?"

"Brother, you can also guess?" The girl said, with disbelief flashing in her eyes.

"Ah Wu, do you think I can guess?" Xu Guangling asked.

The girl stood up straight away.

After staring at Xu Guangling for a while, she slowly sat down again.

A look of surprise flashed across Song Qinghong's face, and it could even be said to be shock.

"Brother, what else can you guess?" Xiaoqing, or Ah Wu, still looked a little unrecovered, and seemed a little dazed when he said this.

"Not much, just a little bit." Xu Guangling shook his head.

Suddenly, there was an inexplicable silence in the field.

Lady Song broke the silence, explained the rules of Go to the girl, and then acted as a referee to guide the two into the game.

"Brother, if I can beat you, can you answer my question?" After listening to Mrs. Song's explanation, the girl closed her eyes for about tens of breaths, and opened her eyes, and said so.

"If you can do it, so can I." Xu Guangling said.

So the chess game unfolded again.

In the first game, the girl lost.

"your name."

"Didn't brother already know?"

"your name."

"Sheng Qingwu."

In the second game, the girl lost.

"Where are you from."

"Can't brother guess?"

"Where are you from."

"Tianyunzong."

In the third game, the girl lost.

"What is your cultivation base?"

"It should be the same as you, brother?"

"What is your cultivation base?"

"Enlightenment state."

In the fourth game, the girl lost.

"How many qualifications do you have?"

"Anyway, it's not worse than you, brother!" The girl closed her eyes and opened them, as if she had already entered a state of lying down.

"How many qualifications do you have?"

"One product."

In the fifth game, the girl lost.

Lady Song turned her head slightly, she couldn't bear to look at it.

"You recognized me when you entered the door just now, didn't you?"

"Yes." The girl said, and then immediately regretted, "No."

Immediately afterwards, she emphasized very seriously, "Brother, I really didn't know who you were when I walked in!"

Xu Guangling nodded.

The game continues.

In the sixth game, the girl lost.

"Ah Wu, are you traveling down the mountain? Do you have any missions?"

"Have."

In the seventh game, the girl lost.

"Ah Wu, what is your mission? Can you disclose it, if it's inconvenient then forget it."

"Convenient." The girl said, "My task is to find you, brother."

In the eighth game, the girl lost.

"What are you looking for me for?"

"Discuss and practice."

In the ninth game, the girl lost.

"Why did you ask me to discuss cultivation?"

"The old ancestor said that you will pass the heavenly rank in the future, and the old ancestor said that I may also pass the heavenly rank in the future, but I have a little less luck. I hope my elder brother can help me."

Beside, Song Qinghong's body trembled imperceptibly.

In the tenth game, the girl won.

Won?

Actually won?

Staring blankly at the chessboard, the girl couldn't recover for a while.

Also unable to recover was Song Qinghong who was standing by the side.

Actually won?

"Brother, I won?" After a while, the girl said in a tone that even she didn't believe it.

"Yes, you won this round." Xu Guangling nodded, "So, what do you want to ask?"

Sheng Qingwu bit her lower lip lightly.

"Brother, can you help me?"

After about ten breaths, she said like this.

"can."

Ok?
Sheng Qingwu was stunned.

Song Qinghong beside her was also stunned.

"I said yes." Xu Guangling said lightly, "If I can help you, if you really need help."

The field fell into silence again.

This time, it was completely quiet for dozens of breaths.

"Brother, why?"

"I'll tell you after you really pass the heavenly rank in the future."

(End of this chapter)