Nightfall Chapter 565 - Lucky to Have Sangsang

Chapter 565: Lucky to Have Sangsang

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The Go Master from South Jin scread and created a disturbance outside the pavilion.

Everyone, including novice Go players, knew of Master Dongming. Over the century, he was recognized as the best player of Wa Mountain, a place near the Lanke Temple, where there were many outstanding Go masters. In all the world, he was seen as the smartest person.

Master Dongming had shown his talent in Go since he was young, and he had been watching over the third ga on Wa Mountain for more than 10 years. He was middle-aged when he disappeared for no apparent reason, and it was said that he had passed away. However, in the Go players’ hearts, he had always been a legend.

The Go Master looked at the old monk in the pavilion, who had been regarded as a venerable master by many Go players. He could not help trembling and quaveringly said, “You are still alive?”

The old monk surprisedly looked at him and said, “I didn’t expect that sobody would recognize .”

The Go Master finally cald down. He then knelt on the futon and kowtowed to Master Dongming. He respectfully said, “I had been watching your image since I am a kid, so I can recognize you.”

The old monk sighed and said, “When I traveled to South Jin, I played with Xu Chu. I’m surprised that he still rembers .”

After hearing his teacher’s na, the Go Master didn’t dare to interpose, but he couldn’t suppress his doubt. He asked, “Master, why did you disappear for so many years?”

The old monk thought for a mont and said, “Many years ago, a young man ca to the Lanke Temple and beat most of the monks in our temple. So I left Wa Mountain to play with him. We were well-matched until the third one because we had different opinions on so algorithms.”

“The young man was too proud and said sothing bad, so I could not help punching him. He spat a lot of blood and left with a grudge. After that, I reflected on what had happened that day, and I found that his algorithm was right. I was very truly remorseful about that. Inspired by Master Qishan, I decided to cultivate and resolve my regrets.”

The Go Master was shocked.

He was very proud of his skill in Go playing and he believed the ssy Phase Ga by the Jumping Tiger Stream would not baffle him, but he never thought he would be able to beat Master Dongming even if he had not played Go for many years. It was unbelievable that soone could play the ga as good as him when he was younger.

Who was the young man exactly?

The Go Master thought in his mind and a na sprang to his mind.

However, he could not say the na out in front of Master Dongming, so he asked, “Then why did you co to preside over the Wa Mountain’s Go ga?”

The old monk quietly looked at the curtain and did not say anything, but his answer was clear.

The one who could bring him back was Sangsang.

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The Go board was very big, so were the Go pieces. They needed to land the Go pieces with the customized wooden fork. Ning Que planed to help Sangsang, but she refused.

Looking at her engrossed face, Ning Que discovered she didn’t cough anymore and looked better, so he was at ease to watch the ga through the curtain even though he was not good at it.

The Go Master was able to understand the ga, but he was quieter than when he was at Jumping Tiger Stream. He just sat on the futon and watched the Go board quietly.

He didn’t expect Sangsang to beat Master Dongming. It was impossible. He believed the ga today would be as boring as the one he played with the Empress.

Go playing was more than calculation. As the participants played on, they needed wisdom, experience, and surprise moves. The rules were dead, but the people were alive. Even if Sangsang was good at mathematics and had solved the ssy Phase Ga, she would be unable to work out what Master Dongming was thinking.

However, the ga went against his wishes.

The Go pieces on the board increased, but they were still in a tie.

The Go Master was sure that Master Dongming hadn’t beco weaker because of old age. He seed to be more skillful and ticulous than before, and no one could find a flaw.

Under this situation, a draw indicated one thing: Sangsang who was playing black was as good as Master Dongming.

In the Go Master’s eyes, the way she played was different from Master Dongming’s. She just relied on her careful calculation, which had no loopholes in it and gradually showed the greatest charm of the Go ga.

She put one piece down while taking subsequent steps into account and hid the clues in ways that no one was able to imagine. What was more surprising, the way she placed the black pieces was as aggressive as a god descended into the world.

The Go Master felt as warm as in spring when he watched Master Dongming playing, while he felt as cold as in winter when he observed Sangsang playing; both of styles were attractive and would not let him go.

Sotis it was warm, and sotis cold, which uplifted him as if a cultivator had taken a Heavenly Power Pill. His body lightened and was about to fly up into the sky.

Between the movents of white and black pieces, the Go Master woke up occasionally. Then he felt familiar with the way of playing black as if he had seen it sowhere.

He thought that he must be so shocked by Master Dongming’s appearance that he felt familiar with everything else he saw, but later he decided to ignore the thought.

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In the pavilion, the Go pieces on the board beca dense.

The two colors on the Go board integrated and created a perfect and harmonious pattern. The Go Master stared at the Goboard and had forgotten where he was.

He was not a cultivator, but he seed to understand sothing.

The people outside the pavilion felt the sa as him. The Go board was big enough for them to watch, but at the mont, no one could notice the details on it.

They all saw the alternation of day and night, morning and dusk switching in the world, and then they heard the sounds of the bell in the morning and the drum in the evening.

With the sounds of morning bells and evening drums, a fragnt of peace and warmth burst in their hearts and diluted their competition drive.

The wind beca wilder and the birds in the woods began singing.

The Go Master’s eyes began to weep.

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So ti passed.

“My only regret in life was not seeing a ga played by Master Dongming and Song Qian. The ga played today makes up for that. I am satisfied.”

He sincerely saluted the old monk and said, “Thank you very much.”

Then he turned to the curtain, bowed and said, “Thank you, too, lady. You are the Great Wisdom in the world indeed. I am not qualified to be your teacher. On the contrary, you should be mine.”

Sangsang sheepishly said, “I could barely win in the mountain, so I am not qualified to take a disciple either.”

Upon hearing this, the Go Master’s body trembled. He previously felt familiar with her way of playing Go and could not help coming up with an incredible idea. He quaveringly asked, “Would it be daring to know if you learned from Master Song Qian?”

Sangsang shook her head blankly.

Ning Que frowned. The na sounded familiar to him. He must have heard of it sowhere.

The old monk looked at the curtain and said, “How does Mr. Song do in the Academy?”

Hearing that, Ning Que finally rembered sothing. When the Academy issued the winter uniforms, Second Brother’s little servant ntioned the na of Song Qian. Was he...

“Do you an my Fifth Brother?”

Ning Que’s voice spread outside the pavilion and shocked everyone. They didn’t know the Master of Go from South Jin had been living on the Second Floor of the Academy and they couldn’t help holding the Academy in awe.

The Go Master was paralyzed by the news and he took a long ti to recover. He cried out and said, “I need to go to the Academy right now. I want to see Master Song Qian.”

Ning Que didn’t expect that his neurotic Fifth Brother, who often forgot to eat because of Go, was so famous in the world. He was stunned.

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The ga in the pavilion was over in a tie. The stones of two colors held such harmony that no one had the heart to break it. Even counting the pieces was thought to be a blasphemy. Therefore, the ga ended with no winner.

Master Dongming looked less regretful and seed to have thought sothing through. He looked at the curtain and said with a smile, “You chose black because you want it. Life is the sa as Go playing. Just do what your heart tells you to.”

He stood up, turned to face both the Lanke Temple’s abbot and monk Guan Hai, then slowly said, “Since you had sealed the ssy Phase Ga, I will seal this ga as well. If soone wants to go up the mountain, you don’t have to stop them.”

Monk Guan Hai was surprised and asked, “Why?”

Master Dongming answered, “It’s a perfect ending that I could play Go with such an opponent as the last ga in my life, isn’t it?”

The people outside the pavilion were shocked, too. They knew the ssy Phase Ga had been sealed. Now the second ga was going to be sealed as well. Didn’t it an that the Three Gas in the Wa Mountian were going to vanish?

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The black horse carriage slowly inched toward the top of the mountain.

Ning Que thought of the ga in the pavilion and could not help asking, “Who won?”

Sangsang said, “I should have won a few pieces, but black is a dominant stance anyway.”

Ning Que was stunned, and then he burst into laughter.

Then he sighed and said, “No wonder Fifth Brother said the Lanke Temple monks were good at Go playing. Since you have learned from him and you beat the old monk, you sohow made up for him.”

Dozens of days ago.

At the back of the mountain, fellow apprentices were sending them out.

At that ti, Fifth Brother looked at Sangsang and happily said, “Sangsang, the most important responsibility of defending the glory of the Academy... is given to you.”

The Academy was the best in the world, in Go, music, and calligraphy.

It was not easy to maintain these.

However, it was as Fifth Brother expected.

Today, Sangsang made it.

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