Ling tripod

The old man was dressed in a tattered green robe, like a down-and-out scholar in the secular world. He was lying on a wicker chair, holding a wine gourd in his hand and drinking wine in sips. However, his whole person had an indescribable sense of elegance.

On top of this stall are four items.

A guqin, a chess game with an end game, a pair of ancient calligraphy, and a painting!

Next to it was a wooden sign that read:

Play the harp and get the harp!

If you break the opening, you can win the game!

If you solve the mystery, you can get the words!

If you see something unexpected, you can draw it!

Don’t be fooled, choose one to try at a time, one piece of low-grade fairy crystal at a time!

Seeing this scene, Chu Yan's eyes flashed with light, but he said nothing. Liu Yueying and Yu Tong also looked at these four items.

"Old man, there's definitely something wrong with your piano. It can't play at all!"

"This chess game is unsolvable, and no one will ever break it!"

"Is there no answer to this crossword puzzle?"

"There is only one blade of grass in this painting, what meaning can it have?"

…

At this moment, the onlookers were talking in various tongues.

Obviously, these four items are extraordinary, otherwise everyone would not come to try them one after another. However, after many attempts, no one could take away the old man's things, which made everyone feel a little angry. This old man didn't It would be a lie!

"You little kids, didn't I say, don't try if you don't have confidence? This is all of your own free will. I'm not forcing you. If you don't want to try, get out of the way and don't stop me from making money!"

The old man said impatiently to the people in front of him.

When everyone heard this, they really had no words to refute. Of course, this was of their own free will. Moreover, although no one can obtain any of these four items now, it does not prove that no one can do it.

"Let me try!"

At this moment, a young man threw down a piece of low-grade immortal crystal and walked towards the guqin. He put his hands on the guqin and started playing.

The cultivation of all things Dzogchen!

Chu Yan's eyes flashed. This man looked young, but he was a cultivator of the Great Perfection of All Things.

However, no matter how frantically he plucked it, the strings did not move at all, and the fingers of his hands were already stained with blood.

"Junior's strength is low!"

Finally, the young man sighed, clasped his fists, and turned around to leave.

"I'll break the situation!"

I saw a white-haired old man walking out, arriving at the end of the game, and began to try to break the game, but soon he started sweating like rain, and finally left with a sigh.

Above that pair of ancient characters, there is a sentence:

In the whole world, what is the biggest? What's the smallest?

"Heaven's Dao is the greatest, and Divine Mind is the smallest!"

Someone threw down a piece of fairy crystal and said to the old man in green.

The old man in green shook his head.

"Cangyu is the biggest, but thoughts are the smallest!"

Someone else threw down a fairy crystal and spoke.

The old man in green continued to shake his head.

This question seems simple, but no one can answer it correctly, and everyone is anxious.

There are also people looking at that painting.

There is only a small piece of grass on this scroll, and there is nothing left. But when everyone looks at this painting, they always have an indescribable feeling. That feeling makes them sure that this painting is not a mortal thing, but this painting Its meaning, none of them could tell.

For a moment, everyone looked at each other, but no one stood up to continue the challenge.

"It seems like that's it for today. Since no one challenges me, I'm going to close the stall!"

The old man in green opened his mouth, pocketed the fairy crystals piled up into a hill on the side, and was about to leave.

Chu Yan's expression changed, and just as he was about to speak, a voice came from behind him:

"Senior, wait!"

As soon as this voice came out, everyone spoke behind them.

I saw four old men striding over. Each of these four old men was wearing a Taoist robe. The words 'Qin', 'Chess', 'Book' and 'Painting' were embroidered on the left chest of the Taoist robe.

"It turns out it's them!"

When Chu Yan saw the four people, he smiled secretly in his heart.

"It's them!"

"They're here again!"

"This stall owner has been running a stall for ninety-nine years. The four of them will come here again every year. Although the four of them failed the ninety-nine times before, their understanding of the four arts is far beyond ordinary people. This time they will succeed. ”

…

Everyone started talking immediately. It was obvious that these four people had a good reputation here.

When the old man in green saw the four people coming, he immediately frowned and said impatiently: "You four guys, why are you here again? You fail every time. You are as stupid as cows, but you have the nerve to come. Are you ashamed?"

When the four of them heard this, their faces turned red with embarrassment.

If outsiders knew that the leaders of the four major sects in the Confucian Domain were spoken to like this, their jaws would probably drop.

Yes, these four people are the Qin Emperor, Chess Emperor, Book Emperor, and Painting Emperor. In the ancient battlefield, the four of them also cooperated with Chu Yan in the battle between the Starry Sky Immortal Sea and the Ancient Relics, so even if the four of them came here in disguise, Chu Yan was the first to notice.

"Senior, the four of us have gained a great understanding this time, and we will definitely be able to succeed in the challenge!"

Emperor Qin said.

The other three people also spoke in unison.

"Okay, okay, this is the hundredth time, and the last time. If you fail today, don't come here again. I don't want to see you four guys who are as stupid as cows!"

The old man in green curled his lips and said.

The four of them looked embarrassed, and the Qin Emperor walked out first, solemnly put down a piece of fairy crystal, and then walked up to the Guqin.

"Qin..."

The Qin Emperor opened his mouth and pressed his hands hard.

With this press, the strings were actually pressed down.

Everyone's eyes lit up. Until now, no one has been able to move the strings, but the person in front of them did it.

However, the Qin still did not make a sound.

The Qin Emperor frowned slightly, but then, the immortal power flowed in his hands, and he played madly.

Under his crazy plucking, the seven strings kept jumping, but no matter how the strings jumped, no sound came out.

The Qin Emperor's face became more and more anxious, and he bit his fingertips, and a drop of blood fell.

The blood fell and turned into blood mist. Under the blood mist, the strings were covered with a layer of red light.

It's getting closer, just a little bit, and a little bit more...

The Qin Emperor roared in his heart. He only felt that the distance between the Qin and the sound was getting closer and closer, but:

"Bang!"

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