"I wonder what advice will my academy give you when you come down from the Prince?"

A disciple from the academy came up in the crowd, bowed to Li Xiu, and asked.

The tone is calm and the etiquette is perfect, so people can't find any faults.

The man walked out and the discussion around him disappeared, and all the disciples of the academy consciously calmed down.

Li Xiu looked up at him.

"I'm here Chen Zhimo, who entered the academy to practice two years ago and met His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

The man's blue dress was covered with long ink hair spreading on his shoulders, his eyebrows and eyes were warm, like spring breezes.

There are not only the Tang Dynasty in the world, but countless outstanding figures of the younger generation are countless.

But there are two in the academy.

One person can't lift his head up by the martial arts monks all over the world.

One person made the young monks in the world unable to straighten their backs.

Chen Zhimo is one of the two.

He entered the academy at the age of sixteen, and now he is eighteen, and his cultivation has broken through the state of inheriting the artistic conception and entered the upper three levels.

Invincible in the wilderness.

Today, there are less than three or four monks who are wandering around.

The Tang Dynasty had more than 100,000 martial artists, but only a few dozen were traveling around.

"I want to ask you to play a game of chess."

Li Xiu looked at him and his voice was different from the past. It was respect for the same person.

"My chess is not top-notch."

Chen Zhimo said.

"It's just a game of chess."

Li Xiu smiled, and the black and white pieces on the chessboard were clearly divided.

Because of Chen Zhimo's appearance, more and more disciples from the academy gathered, and even the teaching staff came over.

Seeing his actions, many people shook their heads and sighed, feeling that the prince was indeed arrogant and dared to play chess with Chen Zhimo.

What's more, some people sneered very simply and said without hesitation that the prince's prince was afraid of gaining and losing his heart.

Li Xiu doesn't look like a lunatic.

Chen Zhimo looked him up and down and confirmed this in his heart.

Then he walked to the opposite side of him, walked to the side of the chessboard and sat down.

"Why do you have to play chess with me?"

He put the white pieces scattered on the chessboard one by one, put them into the chess jar, and asked.

The bearded teacher walked to the two of them and sat down, patted the ground with his hands. A void chessboard formed entirely of light rose in the sky, expanding, several feet in size.

It was already night now, the sky was dark and there was no light.

Fortunately, this chessboard is very bright.

So everyone in the academy can see clearly.

"Looking around, only Chen Zhimo of the academy is qualified to play chess with me."

Li Xiu said lightly.

Because of beard teaching, the dialogue between the two of them was clearly transmitted to other students.

Only Chen Zhimo is qualified to play chess with him?

Many academy disciples gradually narrowed their eyes, and some teachers shook their heads and sighed.

It seems that the fourteen years of dormant not only did not allow the prince to learn what humility means, but instead made him look at the sky in a well and become arrogant.

"Even so, there must be a reason."

Unlike others, Chen Zhimo did not mock Li Xiu for being overestimated because of this sentence.

He believes that all kinds of people always have their own reasons for doing all kinds of things.

"I want to make a bet with you."

Li Xiu took the black lead and fell down.

A black spot appeared in the light curtain in the sky, making a bang, and the vitality fluctuated like ripples spreading in all directions, bent many plum trees.

"What are you betting on?"

Chen Zhimo stared at him.

"The Book of Heavens."

Li Xiu followed the second son and said something that made everyone present take a breath.

Even the bearded teacher couldn't help but look at him.

Chen Zhimo's chess hand paused: "You'd better know what the Book of Heavens represents."

"Of course I know."

"Then you should know that I can't promise you."

A disciple from the academy had a slight face and wanted to scold him, but was pulled by his rational companion. Even so, most people still looked at Li Xiu like a clown.

There are three volumes of the heavenly book in the world, and one volume of the academy is the leader.

A volume of Qingshan is a continuation.

A volume of wasteland is the end.

Legend has it that the book of heaven records the general principles of all things, which can be used for people to practice.

But no one learned it, and even normal reading is difficult to achieve.

Because of this, the existence of the Heavenly Books is often more like a waste of money.

Over time, no one cares.

But it is the Book of Heavens after all, and its status is extremely high. Over the years, the academy has only provided it as a reward to the most outstanding disciples to read it, until the person leaves the academy and then continues to pass it on to the next one.

And now it is Chen Zhimo who owns the Book of Heaven.

It is conceivable that only a fool would use such a precious thing as a bet.

The result is obvious. Chen Zhimo is naturally not a fool, so he simply and directly rejected Li Xiu.

He looked at the young man in blue in front of him and for the first time he had a ridiculous idea.

It turns out that this person is really a lunatic.

The weak and inaudible sarcasm sounded among the many academy disciples. Everyone was quite skilled and did not directly shout and scold.

Li Xiu ignored all this. He looked at Chen Zhimo's eyes, and said very focused and serious: "Zifei owes me a favor."

So the bearded teacher raised his eyebrows again, and the comments from the academy disciples were swallowed into their stomachs.

Chen Zhimo looked at him, silently without speaking.

Obviously, people will believe this kind of thing just by talking.

The others also pricked up their ears and listened quietly.

As mentioned before, there are two amazing people in the academy generation.

One is Chen Zhimo in front of him.

Another one is Zifei.

Zifei was a student from the academy four years ago, and now he is only twenty-one years old.

His talent is extremely high and he is known as the eternal present.

But what is most admired is Zifei's character.

The southern part of the Tang Dynasty was a bitter and cold place, where there was no grass growing in a radius of dozens of miles, and a green space could be found within a few hundred miles.

There is a land of deserted people, and they have been plundering the Tang Dynasty for many years, and the people are living in poverty.

Two years ago, Zi Feipo entered the wilderness and left the academy and went to the junction between the Tang realm and the deserted people.

Small South Bridge.

Zifei has been guarding Xiaonan Bridge for two years, and the deserted man has never set foot in the Tang realm for two years. Now, two years have passed, and it is rumored that Zifei is about to break through the wilderness and enter the fifth realm.

Li Xiu came in from the West City Gate today.

In other words, he comes from the west, with only endless snow fields in the west, but there is no small south bridge.

He could not have an intersection with Zi Fei, let alone a favor.
To be continued...