Han Sanqian shook his head and was about to speak, but the old man slightly raised his hand, signaling him to have a sip of tea first.

Han Sanqian took a sip, and suddenly felt that the tip of his tongue was attacked by thousands of flavors at the same time, but the thousands of flavors were surprisingly harmonious with each other, forming a very unique and specific taste.

"Good tea." Han Sanqian said sincerely.

The old man smiled slightly: "Snow ash is fried with ten thousand tea, and the essence of it is taken, burned into seeds, and then covered with cold snow, it takes a hundred years to grow into a plant, so it is born delicate and strange, but after suffering, it can grow It combines the flavors of all kinds of tea into one body, and the structure of such a special flavor is the same for this chess game."

Han Sanqian nodded, he seemed to understand the meaning of the old man's words.

"What the old man means is that, just like this black chess piece, although it seems that it is surrounded by so many white chess pieces, the game is already lost, but once the obstacles are removed, it will be possible to survive."

The old man smiled and nodded: "Children can be taught. Those who achieve great things look at the future, those who achieve small things focus on the present, and those who do not succeed look at the future. Those who do not succeed abandon the future and focus on the present." , you can fulfill your duties and complete the present, which can be called a small success, and a small success, not sticking to the present, but laying out the future, will surely achieve great things."

Han Sanqian hurriedly cupped his fists: "Thank you for your enlightenment, senior."

The old man smiled: "Then how do you play this chess?"

Han Sanqian also smiled, took out the black pieces, and raised his elbow to sweep away all the white pieces: "My way of playing is that there are no white pieces, only my pieces."

After finishing speaking, Han Sanqian slowly placed his sunspots on the chessboard.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed loudly: "Interesting, interesting, it is indeed interesting. If you don't stick to things, you can practice the law of all things. The sky is for me, the earth is for me, and the world is for me!"

Han Sanqian got up quickly: "Sanqian should thank senior for his teaching."

The old man stroked his beard, stood up lightly, and walked slowly towards the outside of the hall, until he was no longer visible outside the hall, but he heard his laughter: "Everything in the world, how can education be done? Good luck, what you look at is the heart, what you look at is ability, little friend, I have something important to announce at dinner time, please wait for me."

At dinner time, Wang Dong enthusiastically set up a big banquet for Han Sanqian, his master and his apprentice. As soon as the three of them sat down, a woman in red walked in quickly. Her small face seemed to be carved by heaven, with sharp edges and corners, but also a perfect fit, smart and charming.

A pair of slender legs are tied with red and white cloth, which does not match her beautiful face, and adds a bit of quackery.

As soon as the woman entered, she sat down on the table with a carefree attitude, picked up the food on the table as if there was no one else around, and stuffed it into her mouth rudely.

Wang Dong frowned: "Simin, don't be rude, don't you see that there are guests here?"

Wang Simin glanced at Han Sanqian and the others nonchalantly, and said nonchalantly, "Father, when did you make such poor friends?"

"You!" Wang Dong was angry, turned around, and said to Qin Qingfeng: "Brother Qin, I'm sorry, the little girl is naughty, and Wang is so incompetent in discipline that she is unreasonable. Please don't take offense."

"Ling Qianjin is also straightforward by nature, so it's okay." Qin Qingfeng smiled awkwardly and sat down.

"Simin, are you still called Uncle Qin?"

"Uncle Qin? Dad, he must be the deposed seventh elder of the Nihility Sect, right?" Wang Simin's mouth was swollen because of stuffing too much, and she looked at Qin Qingfeng with disdain at this moment.

Qin Qingfeng showed embarrassment and nodded: "It's right here."

Wang Simin smiled coldly: "Why, the Nihility Sect can't get along anymore, and came to our house to eat and drink?"

After finishing speaking, she glanced at Han Sanqian: "This one is even more funny, sick, is this the rhythm of dying at the touch of a finger?"

After finishing speaking, she muttered: "It's better for such a man to die. If he is young, if he wants to die, he will be wasting food if he lives."

Xiaotao wanted to comfort Han Sanqian, but found that Han Sanqian just smiled and said nothing.

When they sat down, Xiaotao knew that Han Sanqian was not feeling well, so she chose some light dishes and put them in a bowl for him. As soon as they put them down, Wang Simin sneered disdainfully.

"Eat something, and you need someone else to hold it for you. Are you using your hand to feed the pig?" JrNovels.com