The 19th-way chessboard is not big or small. Experts like Masaki Wugong can even create a vast universe on this tray, not to mention that Maomao and the others are obsessed with the authorities and are blinded by the eyes.

Diagonal small eyes are very common layout. When Go has developed to this day, any possibility of the layout stage has been explored by experts, so in different periods, there will be so-called "main moves". This move is exactly like this. Not only Nie Xiaochun has been used, but also has established a place in ancient times, but also the native sects of the island country and the powerful Korean sects.

Because it is common, it is ordinary, but people will pay attention to it. Even if Zhou Yi has pointed out, Nie Gu and Maomao are still a little puzzled: "Isn't it just a flat situation? Black chess takes the external power, but there are breakpoints. White chess seems to be blocked, but they are caught in the field. This is a typical two-point situation. It is hard to say which side is better. If Black chess is good at developing external power and is a supporter of the universe, then black chess is interesting. On the contrary, how can white chess be a good player of 'striking first and then washing', and you can also be satisfied."

"Haha..." Seeing the expressions of the three of them, Zhou Yi nodded and smiled: "In other words, do you think there is no problem with the spire of the white chess?"

"Is there any question?"

Gu Li is a typical force warfare faction, and he was unconsciously arguing with Zhou Yi. Before the chess, there was only right or wrong, and there was no relationship between friends, so he could not be sympathetic.

"Of course there are doubts, and it's a big question. In fact, the spire of the white chess has great flaws. If the black chess simply abandons the corner and takes the external force, he may lose the chance to win in one fell swoop..."

Zhou Yi was so shocking that he never stopped talking, which made the three professional chess players stare at him. Nie Xiaochun looked at him up and down, probably because he was treating him as a flower girl.

"Beast!"

Nie Daqisheng tied his head deep on the chessboard. He thought for a while before he raised his head and spoke up a swear word.

It's pure nonsense. How many masters have experienced this local method? It has formed a new pattern. Where can it be overturned casually? Nie Xiaochun is a stubborn person and is the most serious scholar-type chess player on the chessboard. Nie's demon sword is famous all over the world, but even if he takes a different approach with his monster and sword, he cannot accept Zhou Yi's statement.

To convince them, unless they are taking out real things. The three professional chess players looked at Zhou Yi, with doubts in their eyes.

"What if I take this step, what do you think?"

Zhou Yi smiled and picked up the black chess, but instead of setting up aside, he pointed his hand first along the way.

"I actually have this chess move, my damn!" Nie Xiaochun shook and almost lay on the chessboard.

"I'll just lie!" Gu Li asked the sky speechlessly.

"Miscellaneous hand? No, it's a flying knife. Xiao Li's flying knife is a perfect knife!"

Maomao's big eyes became brighter, like a female wolf who had been hungry for three days.

“It’s too sinister…”

With Maomao's chess power, he could only see that this is a good chess. He was not very good at calculating for a while. What kind of chess power are Nie Xiaochun and Gu Li? Once this layer of window paper is broken by Zhou Yi, the two of them will immediately calculate the result. This is great for black chess. If it is too early, the white chess can ignore it, and they will become an official too late. The value is limited. Zhou Yi takes action at this time, although he cannot directly tighten the white chess' aura. If the white chess wants to fight against the black chess, he must first separate the connection between the piece and the black chess, and the result will be tight and there is no hope of killing.

This is Simida. Does it mean that black chess still have to poach the outside world if they take the external force? So do you still need to continue playing this chess? This is no longer a flying knife, it has become a winner and loser.

There was a victory or defeat in the layout stage? I have never heard of this. Nie Xiaochun and Gu Li looked at each other, and the two masters were breathing heavily. What they knew was that they were shocked by this move. Those who didn't know thought that they were in the same match with Zuo Zhu, and Chun's love was revealed...

The two guys also set up chess pieces and began to study in depth. Maomao also came over to match men and women, so they were not tired of working.

Zhou Yi didn't talk much. He picked up Nie Xiaochun's tea cup, drank the tea in front of the rain, and looked at the blurry lights outside the window. His originally impetuous heart gradually calmed down. This flying knife was also temporarily figured out by him. It was very fulfilling. Playing Go was indeed good, and it could trigger people's wisdom and was interesting.

"It's so evil. No matter how you play it, the white chess is equivalent to losing a move. This is the layout stage..." Gu Li took a breath and looked at Zhou Yi with a monster-like gaze.

"White chess wants to make a comeback, and they don't have a chance to kill. My hand is to break and throw away a piece before using the black chess to kill the black horn."

"good......"

Zhou Yi nodded. Chess Saint is Chess Saint. He can find his own move in such a short time. Due to his strength: "The ending is that the white chess corner has not moved and he has not taken advantage of the number of eyes. However, the black chess has become a wall of iron because he eats one piece. He doesn't need to make up for another move, and he can get rid of the first one."

"Getting out of the way, this is not a problem with one move..."

Gu Li smiled bitterly and shook his head. This was the layout stage. What does it mean to take the lead? He could not imagine what would happen if he had been hit by Zhou Yi's flying knife during the layout stage?

"Maomao, have you remembered this flying knife?" Zhou Yi put down the teacup and looked at Mao Yu with a smile.

"Yeah!" Mao Yu nodded vigorously: "Remember, when the game is during the game, who dares to use the fixed pattern of the white chess spire in the high-end small melody, I will give him a knife!" After saying that, he waved his pink fist, indicating that he was very confident.

No wonder she was so excited. Zhou Yi's flying knife was based on the current mainstream formula. It can be imagined that the probability of an opponent being sniped will not be less than 70%.

"Haha, it's a pity that no matter how wonderful the flying knife is, it can only be used once. As long as you use it, it will be fully studied immediately. Even if you can't find a countermeasure, no one will cooperate with you like this next time."

Zhou Yi stood up with a smile and said, "So to win chess, you have to develop comprehensively. Even if you sharpen your guns in the face of battle, you have to polish them all. After all, you rely on one or two flying knives to win is a way of doing things. Let's do this. I'll bring Ye Zi over tomorrow. Your teacher will first meet her and give you a few life-and-death questions. If you understand them thoroughly, you can improve your chess power in a short period of time.

"Life and Death?"

Nie Xiaochun and Gu Li feel that they are becoming increasingly unable to understand Zhou Yi. Maomao is at least a third-level professional stage. If you release it, you will be a master who suppresses one side. What kind of life-and-death questions have she never done? Just rely on a few life-and-death questions to improve her chess power. Is this a dream or a dream?

"Oh, I'm a little drunk. I'll go back to sleep first. That's it. I'll meet you here tomorrow." Zhou Yi said hello and walked out of the room.

"Let's take a look tomorrow. I want to see his life-and-death questions..."

Nie Xiaochun was a little angry. Zhou Yi was really too striking. He always felt that he was no different from an amateur squatting on a street chess stall in front of this brother Zhou...

***

The chess players are all night owls, and Zhou Yi has no time to waste time with them. He guides a wonderful flying knife, leaving behind a noble, arrogant and mysterious back, with the purpose of rolling back to Liuxu's apartment as soon as possible.

Look at the time, it was one o'clock in the morning. This was really a careless friend and delayed the good time. I tiptoed into the room, washed the white-white and touched the bed, and found that Liu Meizhi had entered the dream, exhaling like a snoring lightly.

He fiddled with his hands and feet, and even scratched his feet twice. Liu Xu, who had already entered deep sleep, did not wake up. He just turned over and lay on the bed with his back on his back, and spoke in protesting dreams: "Brother, don't, I can't hold on..."

Why is this silly girl talking nonsense when she falls asleep? Zhou Yi blames himself, and he has to take care of his little brother's fault.

Forget it, I'd better find the free guest room and make do with it for one night. People are satisfied, and they eat the big crab, and they also trained the number one beautiful chess player in China. The wind, rain and dew on my wife's side will inevitably be missed. This is also a balance. Chess is like humanity, and there is no reason why one can take advantage of it.

Sitting on the bed in the guest room, Zhou Yi was not in a hurry to sleep. Before two o'clock, he stood on the Wu stake for a while before he could cross-legged on the bed. He looked like a master with a mind. His mind gradually sank into the sea of ​​consciousness. According to the operation method of the Nine Turns Xuanjin, he further condensed his internal energy. After transporting a Zhoutian, the sea of ​​consciousness gradually became brighter, and the memory fragments seemed to be displayed in pictures, and he took them out and read them.

"Take out" the fragment that carries Fang Hui's memory, and carefully pondered the "Winter Scenery Picture", Zhou Yi couldn't help but secretly say that this is the most proud painting of Monk Juran in his life. Every time he looked at this painting, he felt different from the last time. It seemed that the little Zhou Hou in the painting was already a living person with flesh and blood, who could communicate with the viewer, and his every frown and smile also moved with the hearts of the bystanders. It was truly the people of Duanfang who saw nobility, the people of lewdness saw nobility, the people of lewdness saw **, Buddhism saw Zen from paintings, Taoism saw heaven and earth in paintings...

Is this painting already in the path of painting or close to the path of painting? Zhou Yi still can't tell the difference, and the foundation of the level five painting art is not enough for him to see clearly.

At this point, it seems that repairing this painting is no longer just for the birthday gift of Mrs. Liu, and Fang Hui and Shi Shengsu’s hearts; Zhou Yi had a bold guess that this painting may be the door to explore the wonderful things of "the Great Way of Painting".

Monk Juran was also there. Although he couldn't see clearly, Zhou Yi vaguely felt that he was admiring. When he was exploring this painting, there seemed to be a bald man standing side by side with him. Looking at his eyes, there were various expressions of expectation, deception, anxiety and relief. A thousand years apart, it was as if he was within a short distance.

Let's put it aside first...

Zhou Yi still understands the principle that hasteness means not understanding. He always feels that there is something missing in order to successfully repair this painting, but he can't explain it clearly. He can only use time to highlight the answer.

After his mind retreated from the sea of ​​consciousness, Zhou Yi, who rarely felt tired, felt a little tired, and then he slept soundly and entered a deep sleep.

Tomorrow, I have to sharpen my guns in the face of battle and train the beautiful chess player. Let’s have a good night’s sleep first...

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Chapter completed!