After helping Fakong put the bucket against the wall, Yang Ning went to get the pole on the ground. Unexpectedly, he failed to pick it up after holding it with one hand. The pole was extremely heavy.

Yang Ning felt strange. He changed his hands again, grabbed the pole, and tried hard, but the pole still didn't move at all.

Yang Ning immediately gained strength, adjusted the posture of his feet, exerted force on his waist, and lifted the pole with all his strength again. The pole was lifted slightly off the ground by Yang Ning, but Yang Ning could no longer hold on and let go, "

With a muffled sound, the pole hit the ground again. Yang Ning blushed and felt so tired that her neck became thick.

"Haha! Don't bother, little benefactor. This pole weighs more than 200 kilograms. It is made of ironwood, the heaviest wood in the world, and it uses the hardest part of ironwood that is hundreds of years old. You

At such a young age and having never practiced martial arts, of course I can’t do it!" Fakong laughed loudly.

Yang Ning was secretly surprised: the pole alone weighed more than 200 kilograms, plus the two buckets the size of water tanks filled with water, the old monk could carry it so easily. Could it be that he had really met a legendary figure?

A martial arts master with profound internal skills?

"Master, your temple should have young and strong monks. Why do you let someone of your age come to this vegetable garden to carry water and grow vegetables? This is so impersonal!"

"Haha, I came here voluntarily! Look at what I'm like, if I don't do more work, I'm afraid I won't be able to move anymore!" Fakong laughed at himself.

There are several Zen rooms in the corner of the vegetable garden. A large willow tree is planted in front of the room, and there are stone tables and benches under the tree.

"Little donor, please sit down, I will make tea!" After finishing speaking, Fakong entered the Zen room.

"Thank you, Master!"

Yang Ning bowed politely and sat down on the stone bench. Then he noticed that there was a chess board carved on the stone table.

Yang Ning became interested and pointed to Fakong, who was coming out with tea on the opposite side of the chessboard: "Master, do you still like this?"

"Haha, that's right. I often compete with a good friend here. I'm not bragging to you. My chess skills are hard to come by in the capital!" Fakong said with some pride.

"oh?"

Yang Ning couldn't help but feel a little amused when he saw Fakong's proud look. He gradually discovered that although this monk Fakong was quite old, he still had the temper of an "old naughty boy"!

To be honest, Yang Ning is also very fond of chess. When he was reading in the library in his previous life, he often studied chess scores such as "Secret of Oranges" and "Plum Blossom Score". He also often met with idle old men on the streets of different cities.

They played chess and thought that their chess skills were definitely not inferior to those of the national players at that time. Now that they heard Foyin bragging about his skills, he couldn't help but feel a little itchy.

"You don't believe it? How about we play a few games?"

Seeing Yang Ning's doubtful expression, Fakong immediately puffed his beard and glared anxiously, without asking whether Yang Ning knew how to play chess.

"Okay, I will accompany the master to play a few games!"

Yang Ning happily agreed, he wanted to see how good this ancient man was at playing chess!

Fakong immediately put down the tea tray, turned around and went into the house to get the chess pieces. His huge body squeezed into the door of the Zen room. Yang Ning was really worried that he would get stuck in the middle of the door at the wrong angle!

When he saw the chess pieces that Fakong took out, Yang Ning couldn't help but marvel.

The chess pieces in this set are exactly the same size, they are completely white and have cold tentacles. Yang Ning has never seen chess made of such materials.

"Master, this chess piece is so weird!" Yang Ning said, looking at the chess pieces carefully.

"Haha! It's not surprising that you don't recognize it. This chess piece is made of the thousand-year ice jade under the ice in the extremely cold place. I spent a lot of effort to get this thousand-year ice jade.

! And then it was just carving, which took me another three years!"

Speaking of this ice jade chess set, the old monk became proud again.

This was an eye-opener for Yang Ning, and he asked casually: "Then this set of chess pieces must be priceless, right?"

"It's not only priceless, it's simply a priceless treasure! Boy, let me tell you a secret. This ice jade is the treasure coveted by all the martial arts masters who practice the Yin Han style in the world. With the help of this ice jade, you can definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

The entry into the country is a thousand miles away!"

What a cold road! Yang Ning immediately thought of the "Broken Jade Book" given to him by "Suffering God".

"Then how do you practice with the help of ice jade?" Yang Ning asked.

"Uh--, I don't know about this. I have practiced pure Yang skills. In fact, this ice jade is of no use. The reason why I worked so hard to grab it back then was mainly to prevent me from being killed.

A strong enemy will become even more powerful if they get it!"

"Oh? It turns out you snatched this ice jade!" Yang Ning looked at Fakong with a half-smile, but in his heart he was thinking about how to get this ice jade chess set, just in case it would be useful for practicing in the future.

!

"Uh--, it's not what you think. Forget it, let's not talk about this. Let's just play chess. I'll leave first. I'll be the backbone!"

The old monk was not polite, picked up his "cannon" and took the lead.

Yang Ning stopped talking and started playing chess with concentration.

According to Yang Ning's experience in playing chess for many years, in fact, after playing chess to a certain level, the most critical factor that determines the outcome of the game is the "state of mind" of both parties. Who can have a calm mind and not be impatient or impatient?

Whoever plays chess calmly will win the final victory! Therefore, Yang Ning has always paid attention to training his "state of mind". Regardless of his advantages or disadvantages, he maintains a peaceful and calm attitude, and often he can

Get the final victory!

But after playing more than ten moves with Monk Fakong, Yang Ning discovered that this old monk's chess level did not even reach the level he described, let alone the state of mind!

In a word, this old monk's chess playing skills are only "average"!

…

"Hey! When did your kid's 'cannon' hide there? No, no, this step doesn't count. I didn't see your 'cannon'. You can't eat my 'horse'. Take one step back, one step back!"

"

"Master, if I didn't lead you like this, how could you regret the move?"

…

"Oh! Why didn't you say anything when you saw my 'car' right under your 'horse's hooves'? No, this step doesn't count!"

"Hey! Why do you want to regret your chess again? You said you are so old, why are you so embarrassed?"

…

"You brat, you're so insidious! You gave me a 'car' for nothing to lure me into taking the bait, and then you killed my 'handsome' in one move. No, no, you can't be so insidious. This step doesn't count, I

Regret one more step!"

"Old monk! I have played so many chess games, but I have never seen such a shameless 'smelly chess basket' like you!"

…

"No, it doesn't count, regret it!"

"Why again?"

"No matter what, you can't kill me!"
Chapter completed!