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Leigu Mountain.

Ning Yuan appeared with Wang Yuyan and others.

"Who is it?"

As soon as they entered the canyon, someone jumped out and blocked their way.

Ning Yuan casually threw the invitation card out.

After the other party received the invitation card, he immediately gave way respectfully.

As Ning Yuan and others entered, they found that there were very few people inside.

Only on the high platform in front, there was a thin old man with white hair and beard sitting cross-legged.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Murong was the first to arrive. I haven't had time to congratulate Mr. Murong on becoming the leader of the Beggars' Sect."

Seeing Ning Yuan and others enter the valley, Su Xinghe walked down from the stone platform.

"Senior, you are too kind, but it's all the brothers who lifted me up."

Ning Yuan looked humble.

A Bi behind him also came out at this time and bowed in surprise, "A Bi greets the master."

"A Bi, I know you, you are Guangling's disciple."

Seeing A Bi, Su Xinghe smiled.

"Senior, I brought you a gift this time."

Ning Yuan suddenly smiled mysteriously at this time.

Su Xinghe looked at Ning Yuan, puzzled, "Thank you, Mr. Murong, but I don't think much of these."

Su Xinghe didn't care.

Ning Yuan smiled mysteriously, "Senior, this gift is not only for you, but also for that senior, I think he will like it."

Hearing this, Su Xinghe immediately looked alert and narrowed his eyes, "I don't know what Mr. Murong means by this?"

Although his disciple is the other party's maid, it does not mean that the relationship between the two is close.

And the matter is so top-secret that it is uneasy for others to know.

"Senior, let's see who I brought."

Ning Yuan waved his hand, and Bao Bu Tong and Feng Boye dragged a man with a hood over.

Su Xinghe frowned and looked at him.

Bao Bu Tong laughed, pulled off the hood, and revealed his true face.

Thirty years of no see.

Su Xinghe was stunned for a moment when he suddenly saw Ding Chunqiu in this way.

But in just a moment, his eyes widened and he was excited.

He took a few steps forward, pointed at Ding Chunqiu and shouted: "It's you, the villain! It's you..."

While speaking, Su Xinghe couldn't help but look back at Ning Yuan, and suddenly felt that Murong Fu was unfathomable.

But then he laughed wildly, he didn't care how Murong Fu caught Ding Chunqiu and knew the hatred between him and Ding Chunqiu.

"Ding Chunqiu, you have come to this day!"

Su Xinghe pointed at Ding Chunqiu and laughed, "I thought that I would have a chance to get rid of you by choosing a suitable successor for my master in this Zhenlong chess game. I didn't expect that you have already been trapped before the chess game started. Hahahaha... God has eyes, God has eyes!"

"Su Xinghe!"

Ding Chunqiu's face was pale. After hearing Su Xinghe's words, he gritted his teeth and said, "That old thing is still alive. In order to hide it from me, you really spent a lot of effort. You pretended to be deaf and dumb to confuse me and tricked me into searching for thirty years in Xingxiu Sea without success."

Ding Chunqiu was furious, staring at the old thing Su Xinghe with red eyes.

Looking honest, he fooled him who always claimed to be smart.

If he had obtained Beiming Divine Art earlier, how could he have encountered such difficulties today?

"Ding Chunqiu, you have betrayed your master and destroyed your ancestors, and you deserve this day."

Su Xinghe snorted coldly, then took a deep breath, turned around and bowed solemnly to Ning Yuan, "Su Xinghe thanks Mr. Murong, this thief has a blood feud with my master, I accept this great gift on behalf of my master!"

Su Xinghe now understands that the other party must know something, and now that Ding Chunqiu has also been captured, he no longer hides the existence of Wuyazi.

"Then I will wait for the summons from the seniors."

Ning Yuan nodded slightly, showing great humility.

Since he hopes that the other party will pass on his skills to him, he must behave better at this moment.

"Yes."

Su Xinghe nodded, then mentioned Ding Chunqiu, and smiled: "Junior brother, I haven't seen you for many years. Today I will take you to see the master!"

Su Xinghe's words seemed plain, but in fact he was already gritting his teeth.

"I don't want to see him!"

Ding Chunqiu was immediately flustered when he heard this.

A Zi, who was watching from behind, felt that the myth was shattered.

The master Xingxiu Old Monster, who she had always regarded as invincible and ruthless, now showed such weakness.

She was greatly disappointed.

She could not get up the mood to practice Huagong Dafa.

And Ding Chunqiu's rebuttal seemed pale and powerless at this moment.

...

"Cousin, this chess game is so complicated!"

Wang Yuyan looked at the chessboard on the mountain wall and couldn't help showing a look of surprise.

Wang Yuyan has a wide range of knowledge, so she knows a lot about Go.

Others also gathered around to watch.

"Wuyazi has painstakingly studied the chess game for thirty years, so it is naturally not something that ordinary people can break. You haven't seen the real mystery yet."

Ning Yuan just took a look and didn't study it, because he didn't understand chess, so he never thought about breaking the game in a regular way.

He had already planned it out. This time, he wanted to exchange Ding Chunqiu for the opportunity to obtain Wuyazi's inheritance.

It just happened that he met him in Luoyang. If it wasn't in Luoyang, he would have prepared to do it here.

In addition, he also made two other plans.

The first move was to prevent other invited people from participating in the chess game.

For example, Duan Yanqing and the people from Shaolin.

To ensure that everything was foolproof.

The last move was to play the emotional card.

Therefore, he brought Wang Yuyan with him.

Wang Yuyan is Wuyazi's granddaughter and the only descendant. As the grandson-in-law, and because he has already mastered the Beiming Magic, I don't believe Wuyazi will choose anyone else.

As the sun sets in the west, Su Xinghe walks down the mountain.

"Mr. Murong, my master invites you."

Su Xinghe's face is solemn.

"Yuyan, follow me up."

Ning Yuan's eyes flashed for a moment and said.

Su Xinghe raised his eyebrows when he heard it, and wanted to say something, but in the end he remained silent for a while and did not stop it directly.

...

On the top of Leigu Mountain.

An old man with white hair and shawl sat cross-legged on the stone platform with his back to him.

"Have you mastered the Beiming Magic?"

Wuyazi did not turn around, but asked directly with his back to him.

"By chance, I have obtained the inheritance of your sect."

Ning Yuan said neither servilely nor arrogantly.

"I want to know, where did you get the Beiming Magic?"

Ning Yuan did not say much, but took out the scroll from his arms and threw it out.

Wuyazi raised his hand to take it, slowly unfolded the scroll, saw the contents inside, and quickly closed it again.

Wuyazi closed his eyes tightly, took a deep breath after a long time, and asked: "Do you know Li Qiushui?"

"I know, but I have never seen her."

Ning Yuan said truthfully.

"Then how did you get these two martial arts?"

Wuyazi suddenly turned around, his white hair fluttering, and his eyes pierced Ning Yuan like lightning.

Facing the forcing gaze, Ning Yuan remained calm, "The junior just followed my aunt's wishes and went home to help her pack up her things, accidentally triggered the mechanism, and thus obtained the unique skills."

"I can testify that what my cousin said is true."

Wang Yuyan on the side also shouted hurriedly.

Hearing Wang Yuyan's crisp voice, Wuyazi glanced to the side, but it was just a glance, and Wuyazi's eyes could no longer move away.