With the death of a group of people from Huodu, the chaos in Chongyang Palace gradually subsided, and many Quanzhen disciples were busy cleaning up the mess, burying the bodies and cleaning the blood stains.
As for Taiyuan, he was talking with the Quanzhen Seventh Son in the Chongyang Hall.
Although several of the Seven Sons were injured, especially Sun Bu'er, he completely withstood Dalba's vajra pestle. The injuries were serious. It can be seen that Taiyuan's inner family cultivation at this time and the innate true energy had exceeded his internal injuries.
It has stabilized, and all that is left is some skin trauma. After a few months of recovery, it will be nothing serious.
While he was talking, a young Taoist priest suddenly rushed into the hall, his face slightly panicked.
"My uncles and uncles, something serious has happened. Another powerful person has arrived from the mountain. None of our uncles and uncles are his match. They will soon be broken through to the Chongyang Palace."
This young man is a fourth-generation disciple of the Quanzhen Sect. He is not very young. He may be too frightened at this time, and his face is a little pale.
"What? That's too much. Who do we think the Quanzhen Sect is, and anyone dares to come and act wild?"
Qiu Chuji had a bad temper. When he heard this, he immediately roared and stood up, holding his sword to fight out.
"Master, please calm down for now. I'll go take a look."
Taiyuan stopped him. He could see that after the battle just now, although Qiu Chuji had no injuries, his physical strength had been consumed a lot. He had not recovered his strength until now. It was really not suitable to fight again. What's more, he also wanted to see what happened.
Who dares to kill Chongyang Palace at this time?
"Humph, that's fine, disciple Taiyuan, I'll let you go and check it out. If there is really someone who is ungrateful, just kill him directly."
Taiyuan nodded, feet fluttering, and left the Chongyang Hall. Not long after walking, he heard chaos on the mountain road not far away, and there was a faint sound of gold and iron. Apparently someone was fighting.
After walking a few steps, Taiyuan saw that on a mountain road, a dozen Quanzhen disciples were holding long swords and were surrounding and attacking a middle-aged man in plain clothes. The swords were bright, the moves were strict, and the formations were
The assistance is somewhat powerful.
Looking closely, the middle-aged man's bare hands were just a pair of fleshy palms, which he slapped back and forth. The wind roared in the palms, and the true energy roared, like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring. No matter how the Quanzhen disciples attacked, they could not get closer than three feet around him.
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With Yi Taiyuan's eyesight, he could naturally see that this middle-aged man had left room for action. Otherwise, the dozen or so young Quanzhen disciples would have been defeated in the blink of an eye, and how could they have sustained it for so long.
"Fellow Taoist priests, I am indeed Guo Jing of Taohua Island. Please go to Chongyang Palace to inform me. Taoist Master Ma, Taoist Priest Qiu and others all recognize me."
The middle-aged man is none other than Guo Jing. More than ten years have passed, and the simple and honest young man at the beginning has now become more calm and steady. Although his clothes are ordinary, he has a different awe-inspiring aura.
"It's ridiculous, Guo Jing, who is Daxia Guo? You don't look like Daxia Guo at all. I think you also came to my Chongyang Palace to cause trouble. Junior brothers, please stabilize your formation and you must not let him kill him in Chongyang Palace."
A young Taoist priest shouted loudly, and the surrounding Quanzhen disciples responded loudly. They all looked alert and did not dare to be careless. Their steps turned, and the Tiangang Beidou Formation slowly rotated, trapping Guo Jing in the formation.
Guo Jing looked stunned and felt depressed. The situation at this time was really difficult to deal with. He had a deep connection with the Quanzhen sect and it was difficult to deal harshly with these Quanzhen disciples. But now he was misunderstood again. Even the Chongyang Palace was here.
No.
Taiyuan shook his head slightly. These Quanzhen disciples have little experience after all. Although Guo Jing did not use all his strength just now, his palm technique was clearly the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. Such a unique skill in the world, if someone with a little more experience in the world,
He can definitely be recognized, but with so many Quanzhen disciples present, no one can recognize him.
Thinking of this, he stopped delaying. If this continued, he didn't know what would happen.
In a flash, Taiyuan appeared and said loudly: "Stop everyone!"
Many Quanzhen disciples were shocked, stopped involuntarily, turned around and saw a young Taoist priest.
"Ah, it's Master Taiyuan!"
Several of the disciples had just seen Taiyuan go on a killing spree in the square. Although the time was short, they also found out the identity of this mysterious master and knew that this person was the legendary figure in the Quanzhen Sect, the Sword God.
Taiyuan, when he saw him here, exclaimed on the spot.
"What? Is this Uncle Taiyuan? The legendary master of the world?"
Everyone was shocked and did not dare to neglect. They took a few steps back and stopped taking action.
They were thinking very clearly that since Uncle Taiyuan is here, no matter how powerful the martial arts of the middle-aged man in front of them is, he is definitely no match. How can the reputation of the best master in the world be taken lightly?
"Brother Guo, we haven't seen you for many years. How are you?"
Taiyuan smiled softly, looked at Guo Jing and said.
Guo Jing looked dazed when he saw the man in front of him, as if he had returned to the scene more than ten years ago on the top of Huashan Mountain, where one man and one sword defeated all the masters in the world.
Taiyuan, Sword God Taiyuan, he is very familiar with Taiyuan, so naturally he will not admit his mistake.
"Brother Taiyuan, is it really you? I haven't seen you for more than ten years, but you still have the same charm."
Guo Jing sighed. Looking at Taiyuan's boyish face, Guo Jing was surprised.
He knew that Taoist Taiyuan was similar in age to him, but now, more than ten years later, he has reached middle age, but Taiyuan still has the same appearance. This kind of immortal appearance is really amazing.
"Brother Guo, why did you come to Zhongnan Mountain this time? Why did you have a conflict with these nephews?"
When Guo Jing heard Taiyuan's question, Guo Jing's expression changed, and then he realized what he was doing. He quickly shouted towards the woods next to the mountain road: "Guo'er, come here quickly." After greeting him, he said to Taiyuan: "Brother Taiyuan, I'm here
The first time I came to Zhongnan Mountain, I sent my nephew Yang Guo to come to learn martial arts. But for some reason, these Quanzhen disciples couldn't help but take action directly. No matter how I explained, they didn't listen. This was the misunderstanding.
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When Guo Jing said this, he smiled bitterly. He still didn't know what happened, so he just got into a confused fight.
"I see, brother Guo, don't take it to heart. It's no wonder that these nephews are like this. There is really a big change in Chongyang Palace tonight. Let's go up the mountain. Pindao will explain it to you on the way."
Taiyuan waved his hand slightly, and as soon as he finished speaking, he saw a young man emerging from the dense forest next to him. He was dressed in coarse clothes, but he had a fair complexion, an extraordinary appearance, a pair of shrewd eyes, and impressive aura.
This young man was about ten years old. After he appeared, he stood next to Guo Jing, his eyes constantly moving as he looked around.
Taiyuan, in particular, attracted his attention frequently.
"Guo'er, come and meet your uncle Taiyuan."
Guo Jing attached great importance to courtesy. When he saw Yang Guo just standing there and looking around, he couldn't help but said solemnly.
When Yang Guo heard this, he was obedient. After walking a few steps, he was about to salute Taiyuan.
"That's all, get up."
Taiyuan reached out and flicked it, and a soft force lifted Yang Guo up.
Only then did the fourth generation disciples of the Quanzhen Sect react.
"Here, Uncle Taiyuan, is this person really Guo Jing and Guo Daxia?"
A young man asked in a low voice.
"That's natural. You guys have too little experience. What Guo Daxia just used was the world-famous Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. You guys can't even recognize this kind of martial arts. It's really shallow. In the future,
Go to your master and ask the martial arts experts of various sects in the world for advice, so as not to suffer big losses when you go out to travel in the world in the future."
Taiyuan shook his head slightly and said a few words, then ignored him.
He led Guo Jing and Yang Guo towards the mountain.
"Brother Taiyuan, did something big happen in Chongyang Palace tonight? Why are these apprentice nephews so vigilant, and when they see me, they start to fight without explanation, without even a chance to explain?"
While walking, Guo Jing asked.
"Oh, you don't know something. A large group of people from the left-right world came to Chongyang Palace tonight. They just had a fight. The entire area around Zhongnan Mountain has been put under martial law. It's understandable that these mountain-guarding disciples are so nervous. If
If Pindao just happened to rush back to Chongyang Palace tonight, I'm afraid the Quanzhen Sect would be in trouble, and there were quite a few masters who came just now."
Taiyuan sighed and told the story about Chongyang Palace.
"I see, these people are really brave!"
When Guo Jing heard this, he also spoke angrily, and was very shocked in his heart. Zhongnan Mountain is the largest sect in the world, and someone dares to kill people. If this kind of thing spreads in the world, it will be a big deal.
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Fortunately, Taiyuan arrived in time, otherwise, the Quanzhen Sect would have suffered huge losses.
While talking, several people had already arrived at the Chongyang Hall.
When Guo Jing met the Quanzhen Seventh Son, they naturally exchanged polite greetings. It was said that he had not been to Zhongnan Mountain for many years.
After greetings, Guo Jing explained his purpose of coming to the Quanzhen Seventh Son.
"Taoist Master Ma, Taoist Qiu, several seniors, and this junior are here because of my nephew. I want him to learn martial arts under the Quanzhen Sect, and I hope that several teachers will make it happen."
Qiu Chuji's expression changed when he heard this, and he looked at Yang Guo with burning eyes, his face gradually becoming complicated.
"This, this child is Yang Kang's son?"
he asked suddenly.
"Guo'er is the son of my sworn brother Yang Kang."
"It looks like, it really looks like." Qiu Chuji sighed repeatedly, as if he was thinking of the past.
"In that case, let him stay in Zhongnan Mountain, but whose sect will this child worship?"
Qiu Chuji said, thinking deeply.
"I want to take Uncle Taiyuan as my disciple. Uncle Guo, do you agree?"
At this moment, Yang Guo suddenly spoke.
Everyone was shocked, and their surprised eyes fell on this young man Yang Guo.
Taiyuan moved slightly and was a little surprised. He didn't expect Yang Guo to want to worship him.
Over the years, the disciples of the same generation as him, whether it was Yin Zhiping or Zhao Zhijing, etc., have already had many disciples. Only he, for more than ten years, has been traveling around the world, comprehending the nature of heaven and earth, even on the Double Ninth Festival
Gongdu has never come back, let alone accepted a disciple.
Guo Jing's eyes lit up when he heard this. He naturally knew Taiyuan's martial arts best. Even though he had broken through to the innate realm after more than ten years of hard training, he also knew that he was no match for this sword god.
It would be great if Yang Guo could become his disciple.
"Disciple Taiyuan, what do you think?"
Qiu Chuji's eyes lit up, he looked at Taiyuan and said.
"That's all, Yang Guo will become my disciple."
Taiyuan did not refuse. He knew Qiu Chuji's intentions very well and knew that he was still brooding over what happened to Yang Kang back then. He also wanted to teach Yang Guo, his actual disciple, a lesson.
But he said that after the incident at Guiyun Village, although Yang Kang already knew that his biological parents were in Jiangnan, he only went to see them once, and left quietly a few days later, and still went back to Jin Guozhong to do his work.
Little prince.
Unfortunately, he also had bad luck. After returning to the Jin Kingdom, just a few years later, the Jin Kingdom was destroyed by the Mongols, and he himself died in the war.
Fortunately, Mu Nianci still gave birth to a son for Yang Kang, Yang Guo.
"Okay, thank you very much, Brother Taiyuan. With your guidance, this kid Guo'er will definitely have great potential in the future."
Guo Jing couldn't help being happy and quickly thanked him.
"Brother Guo, you don't have to be like this. This Yang Guo is very talented and a good young man in martial arts. If I accept him as my disciple, I can pass on what I have learned."
Taiyuan didn't have any objections to accepting Yang Guo as his disciple. With his spiritual cultivation, he knew with just a quick glance that Yang Guo himself was a rare martial arts prodigy with his unique bones. If he was taught by a famous teacher, he would be able to succeed in the future.
He would also have great achievements in martial arts. He would still be willing to teach such disciples.
"Okay, Jing'er, you can take a rest at Chongyang Palace tonight. Tomorrow morning, the old Taoist will personally preside over this child's apprenticeship ceremony."
Qiu Chuji laughed loudly, feeling very happy in his heart.
After all, Yang Kang was his disciple. He had spent a lot of time teaching him back then, but unfortunately the final result was not satisfactory. Now that Yang Guo, as Yang Kang's son, had Taiyuan personally teaching him, he was relieved.
There was no talk all night, but early the next morning, in the main hall of Chongyang Palace, after some kowtows and tea servings, Yang Guo formally worshiped Taiyuan as his master.
Guo Jing stayed in Chongyang Palace for a few more days and then left alone.
In less than a few days, Zhongnan Mountain regained its calm. As for the story of a group of right-wingers attacking the Chongyang Palace, it also spread in the world. It was said that at the critical moment, the sword god Taiyuan suddenly appeared in Zhongnan Mountain.
With one sword strike, Zhongnan Mountain became a river of blood, and everyone in the world of martial arts was shocked.
Ten years later, Taiyuan took action again, killing dozens of people with one strike of his sword. It was so ferocious that the name of the Sword God became loud again.
Taiyuan paid no attention to all of this. Some people in the martial arts world were simply not in his eyes. Only Huodu and Dalba had some status and deserved attention.
After some discussions with the Quanzhen Sect, they also took this matter seriously and sent many disciples to inquire about the Mongols' movements. Among other things, Huo Du was considered a Mongolian prince, although such a prince was among the various Mongolian tribes.
There are so many, but they are not insignificant in the end. If the Mongolian side really wants to go to war because of Huo Du's death, they have to be on guard.
Therefore, the Quanzhen Sect mobilized its forces and dispatched disciples in order to pay attention to Mongolia's movements, so that if a large army came towards Zhongnan Mountain, it would be ready as soon as possible.
After some complicated affairs, Taiyuan felt at ease again.
As the guardian elder of the Quanzhen Sect, he naturally paid no attention to the daily affairs of the Quanzhen Sect. After returning to Chongyang Palace for a few days, he couldn't stand the hustle and bustle and moved directly to the thatched cottage in the back mountain.
As a disciple of Taiyuan, Yang Guo had to live with him in a thatched cottage in the back mountain.
In the back mountain of Zhongnan, in an open space, Yang Guo was wearing a blue Taoist robe, performing a set of boxing moves one by one.
The moves of this boxing technique are simple and natural. It is the introductory boxing technique of the Quanzhen sect, the Quanzhen Dao Fist.
"Guo'er, this Quanzhen Dao Fist is the introductory boxing technique of our Quanzhen sect. The moves may seem simple, but they contain the essence of our Quanzhen sect's martial arts. They are the first-class foundation-building skills of the Taoist sect.
, you must practice hard and establish the foundation as soon as possible."
Taiyuan stood aside, watching Yang Guo perform a set of Quanzhen Dao Boxing, nodded slightly, and then began to teach.
"Master, this boxing technique is not difficult. I have mastered it in the past few days. When will you teach me new skills?"
Yang Guo rolled his eyes and begged again. He had done this kind of thing several times in the past few days, but he failed every time.
"New Kung Fu? Not yet. But later, you have to understand that the most important thing in martial arts is the foundation. Only with a solid foundation can you go further on this path. Now that you are just learning and practicing, even though you have already learned the complete truth
Dao Dao Quan is just learned. As for the various mysterious principles in it, you are afraid that you haven't mastered it yet? Besides, this boxing method is related to your future Kung Fu practice, and there is no room for sloppiness, so these days
Sun, I’m not going to teach you any other martial arts, just this set of boxing techniques. Just watch me fight."
Taiyuan said, stepped forward, stretched out his hands, and began to perform the Quanzhen Dao Boxing. This boxing technique used by him was completely different from the one used by Yang Guo just now. He saw a Taoist in the open space.
His steps were relaxed, and his fist moves were sometimes heavy and slow, sometimes light and elegant. As his fists unfolded, there seemed to be a layer of misty airflow surrounding him, the air vibrated slightly, and the fallen leaves on the ground sometimes took off, sometimes rolled, split and closed,
Very mysterious.
Yang Guo didn't care at first, feeling that his master was repeating the same old tune again, but as the Taiyuan Boxing Technique opened, his eyes suddenly changed, especially when he felt that the air around him seemed to be as solid as water, and there were invisible waves.
The potential was surging forward, making him couldn't help but take a few steps back. When he looked at where Taiyuan was, the air was distorted and the figure became hazy, seeming real and illusory. The mysterious and mysterious charm was imprinted in his heart, which frightened him even more.
extremely.
"Here, is the master using the Quanzhen Dao Fist? This simple, soft boxing technique is so powerful? I can't even get close to the master now?"
Yang Guo's heart was filled with endless doubts, but one thing he was sure of was that with the same introductory boxing technique, the gap between him and his master was too big to be comparable.
Huh, let out a light breath. After Taiyuan finished a set of punches, his face was rosy, his blood flowed slightly, and his whole person seemed more and more energetic.