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Chapter 116

After staying in Xiangyang for two days, Yang Qing and Guo Jing and others left for Quanzhen Sect, and General Lan was left by him in Xiangyang.

Quanzhen is located in the south of the Qinling Mountains and in the northwest of Xiangyang, the distance between the two places is less than a thousand miles.

He set off early in the morning, walked unhurriedly to just after noon, and entered the area of ​​Zhongnan Mountain.

As the birthplace of Quanzhen Sect, Zhongnan Mountain is also known as the "Immortal Capital" and "The Most Blessed Land in the World".The majestic and magnificent mountains and the vast and vast weather can be called the best that Yang Qing has seen in these years.

But even with such a scene, and seeing it for the first time, he was still extremely calm.Only when looking back at the invisible peaks in the northeast, there are some ripples.

Also in the Qinling Mountains, three hundred miles to the northeast is Huashan Mountain.

Looking at the sky, Yang Qing withdrew his thoughts and walked up the mountain road.

At the beginning, you can still see villages scattered around the foot of the mountain, with smoke from cooking houses; as you go higher, you can only occasionally meet a few woodcutters cutting firewood.

When we got to the Quanzhen Sect's mountain gate, we could no longer see ordinary people's houses.

Seeing that there was no one in front of the mountain gate, Yang Qing felt strange, but there were faint cries of pain from beyond the two mountain ridges ahead.

He jumped up to the top of the mountain ridge in front of him several times, and then he rose up in the wind, condescending and fell to the back one.

After reaching the two mountains in the blink of an eye, a dozen or so disciples wearing Quanzhen costumes were lying on the ground, with long swords and broken weapons scattered everywhere.

In addition, seven or eight other people also fell in the pool of blood, and they were all scattered people in the world by their attire.

The current timeline has reached the "Shen Condor", and according to the original trajectory, the one who is against Quanzhen at this time should be Jinlun Fawang's apprentice, Huo Dou.

The cause of the incident was the Ancient Tomb Sect on the side of Zhongnan Mountain.

Li Mochou betrayed the ancient tomb, and coveted the school's treasured book "Jade Heart Sutra".

She couldn't get it by herself, so she spread rumors in the rivers and lakes that Xiaolongnv recruited a relative, and that if she married the latter, she could get all the secrets of martial arts in the ancient tomb.

Huo Du had originally brought people here to threaten Quanzhen to surrender to Mongolia. He used this as an excuse to go up the mountain, and he really wanted to see Xiaolongnu's true face.

Yang Qing figured this out, he flashed around the field, and channeled a stream of Changchun True Qi for many Quanzhen disciples.

Sunflower zhenqi originally had a miraculous effect on healing injuries, but since Changchun zhenqi became available, the healing method alone can no longer be compared with it.

"Thank you layman!"

After a while, a disciple who was slightly injured was rescued by his true energy and was able to get up on his own.

Hearing his thanks, Yang Qing smiled at him and continued walking up the mountain.

"Stay here, stay. The front is the important place of our religion. Today there are foreign enemies coming, so it is not appropriate to go any further."

"Don't worry, I'm also a Quanzhen disciple, so I don't count as a forceful intruder..."

When the voice fell, Yang Qingren had disappeared.

After passing a few more hills, looking far away, the many temples of Quanzhen Sect can be seen.

Just as he was about to fly over, he suddenly heard a sudden sound of heavy footsteps, and then dozens of Quanzhen disciples rushed out from the side mountain path, blocking the way.

The leading Taoist is about forty years old, with thick eyebrows and glaring eyes, of medium build, and with a three-strand beard on his chin, he looks decent.

As soon as the Taoist saw Yang Qing, he immediately drew his sword and shouted: "Which family's prodigal son came to Zhongnan Mountain to play wild? If it's also for the girl surnamed Long, then go back quickly."

Seeing the situation on the opposite side, Yang Qing thought about knowing the situation.

He smiled and cupped his hands and said, "But Senior Brother Zhao Zhijing? I am Yang Qing, a disciple of Daoist Qiu Chuji, and I am here to pick up my nephew Yang Xi, not for Miss Long."

"Huh? Yang Qing?" Zhao Zhijing was choked up when he heard the words, and his eyes swept around Yang Qing twice.

Seeing that his black hair hangs down behind his head, his gray shirt is of good texture, and the green bamboo scabbard around his waist is not ordinary.

Frowning and thinking for a moment, he suddenly raised his head with a sneer and said, "I did hear that Master Qiu has a disciple named Yang Qing, but my junior brother has not only been missing for more than ten years, his life and death are unknown at this time.

And now that this year is over, you are not yet a weak boy, yet you dare to lie to me! ?
Go down the mountain quickly, or don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword! "

Yang Qing was also dumbfounded by the scolding. Although his martial arts were far superior to the opponent, he beat the younger one and offended the older one.

Zhao Zhijing is Wang Chuyi's disciple, originally among the three generations of Quanzhen's disciples, his martial arts is the highest, Yang Kang and himself have to say something else.

Yang Qing and Wang Chuyi didn't meet many times, but they had a good impression of each other, and he didn't want to embarrass each other because of this matter.

And at this time, Zhao Zhijing hadn't become that traitorous traitor, so he couldn't kill him in full view.

Thinking of this, he said to Zhao Zhijing with a smile: "I am indeed Yang Qing, and there is no talk of life or death, I am just retreating elsewhere.

I don't know why Senior Brother Zhao believed it? "

Zhao Zhijing said contemptuously: "I see that you are also a first-class son of a rich family, you should know how to advance and retreat. I don't want you but you don't know good and bad, and you don't listen to my good advice.

Forget it, if you want me to believe in you, you have to beat the swords in our hands! "

As soon as he finished speaking, six Taoist priests who were about his age stepped forward, and they had already formed the formation of Tiangang Beidou while their steps faltered.

Yang Qing looked at the towering Chongyang Palace at the foot of the mountain in the distance, there was a faint column of smoke rising, and he raised his eyebrows and said: "Brother Zhao, I have no problem with you wanting to learn martial arts, but I have one request.

If you can do it, I will compare with you. "

Zhao Zhijing and the others were at war, and they were all astonished after hearing his words: "What do you want?"

"Follow me!"

After Yang Qing finished speaking, he stretched out his arms suddenly, and the person soared into the air like a big bird, and landed on the heads of everyone in an instant.

Immediately, his body was shaken, and he flew forward immediately, his momentum was like a shooting star, and his speed was like the wind.

"Come down for me!"

"The bastard is too treacherous, let him grow!"

"Chase! Chase me to death!"

Amidst the chaotic shouts, everyone used their lightness kung fu to catch up.

Most of these people are the third and fourth generation disciples of Quanzhen. It cannot be said that martial arts are not worth mentioning, it can only be said that good and bad are mixed.

Those with better lightness skills can leap five or six feet in the air; those who are worse can only thump between one and three feet.

Compared with Yang Qing who was in mid-air, he was like an eagle and a house sparrow, they couldn't be compared at all.

Seeing that he couldn't jump as high as he did, everyone kept moving forward on the ground, hoping to wait for him to fall from exhaustion.

However, after chasing for a while, it was discovered that every time Yang Qing was about to exhaust himself, his figure fluctuated and immediately floated forward again.As if walking in the sky, there is no need to borrow strength at all.

And the opponent's speed, even if they are not in the sky, they are still far behind.

Among the crowd, Zhao Zhijing took the lead, and his mind was shocked.

He thought in his heart that even if the other party's martial arts are not good, just such lightness kung fu, let alone his master Wang Chuyi, even if his master Wang Chongyang, who has never met before, is resurrected, he does not know if he can do it.

Seeing Yang Qing heading towards Chongyang Palace all the way, Zhao Zhijing felt relaxed again: Could it be that he is really Yang Qing?

Although he had never seen it before, he had also heard from Wang Chuyi that he had a junior who was the world's best in martial arts.

It's just that when I heard this evaluation at the time, I thought Master was exaggerating.

Just as he was thinking, Zhao Zhijing also saw that there seemed to be a fire in the direction of Chongyang Palace, and suddenly turned his head and shouted to the disciples: "Quickly return to Chongyang Palace!"

Yang Qing shook off Zhao Zhijing and the others, and went all the way to Chongyang Palace.

Before entering the front hall, there were battle groups in the courtyard, and people from both sides were seriously injured and fell to the ground.Some people even set fire to houses all around. Fortunately, only a few firewood houses were more serious when the fire started.

Hearing the sound of fierce weapons clashing from the direction of the apse, he immediately turned into seven figures and walked around the courtyard, knocking down more than a dozen loose men.

After the fusion of "Snake Walking Fox" and "Golden Goose Kungfu", the human figure that is now transformed is more and more clear, and it is no longer the blurred shadow of the past.

After saving the Quanzhen disciples, Yang Qing flashed through the front hall and came to the square in front of the Chongyang Palace.

Among the crowd, Huo Dou, who was dressed as a nobleman, was easily recognizable.At this time, he was leading hundreds of people from all corners of the country, fighting against the sword array set up by many disciples of Shang Quanzhen.

Ma Yu, Wang Chuyi and Qiu Chuji sat on the ground in formation, protecting Hao Datong who was injured behind him.

Sun Buer, Tan Chuduan and the other three were not present.

Seeing that under the attack of Huo Dou and others, the Quanzhen crowd showed dangers repeatedly, Yang Qing instantly jumped into the crowd and galloped towards Qiu Chuji.

He was so fast that no one could see his movements clearly.Whenever someone was touched along the way, they immediately fell to the ground.When they reached the middle of the two sides, dozens of people had fallen behind them.

"Stop! You are..."

Realizing that the battle situation had changed, Huo Dou frowned and stopped everyone.Unexpectedly, as soon as the voice fell, a person suddenly appeared in front of him.He was about to open his mouth to ask, when he saw the young man flicking his chest, a strange qi poured in, and the muscles and veins in his body were sealed.

"Qing'er!"

The situation changed suddenly, Qiu Chuji couldn't help exclaiming when he saw the person coming, "Where have you been all these years?"

"The disciple is late."

Bowing to Qiu Chuji, Yang Qing explained: "The disciple has been retreating in Dali these years, and he forgot the time, which made you worry."

Qiu Chuji smiled lightly and said, "With your martial arts, I can't be relieved. It's just that I've been away for so many years and I will miss you."

"careful!"

"Brother, be careful!"

The two were talking about their master-student friendship when suddenly there was the sound of sharp blades piercing the air behind them.

Someone among the Quanzhen disciples who were watching immediately reminded him, Qiu Chuji looked behind him with a smile, but he was not worried at all.

Yang Qing's five senses are now extremely sensitive, and he has already noticed when the sneak attacker behind him raised his hand.

Hearing this person approaching with a knife at this moment, he suddenly turned around and pointed at the person coming.

There was a "swoosh" in the void, and the invisible sword energy passed through the chest, and continued to pass through the four people one after another, before it finally exploded in front of the fifth person's chest, bursting out a cloud of blood mist!
"This……"

"A true Taoist priest casts demons!"

Amidst the successive screams, a total of six people, including those who started the sneak attack, fell to the ground tragically.

It was only at this time that they realized that there were dozens of people behind them who had long been silent, and the leader Huo Dou was restrained again, and these makeshift mob couldn't help but retreat.

Instead, the disciples of Quanzhen began to press forward with swords.

"All roll down Zhongnan Mountain, and if you dare to come here again, no one will be left behind!"

Qiu Chuji saw that Yang Qing frightened people away as soon as he made a move, and even killed many people, so he ordered the rest to go down the mountain, and at the same time ordered his disciples to treat the disciples and put out the fire.

Yang Qing pointed at Huo Dou and said, "Your name is Huo Dou?"

"You... who are you?" Huo Dou's meridians all over his body were restrained, he couldn't get up because he was so tired, he couldn't help being surprised when Yang Qing called out his name.

"You'll know who I am later." Yang Qing said, looking at the people who tried to help Huo Dou up and said, "He has to stay."

The few people hesitated for a moment when they heard the words, then turned around and left.

"What are you doing? I am Mongolia..."

Huo Dou was eager to say more, Yang Qing stepped forward and kicked him unconscious, then ignored him, and turned to look at Hao Datong who was injured by the poisonous palm.

Seeing that the purple red handprint on his chest was clearly visible, he couldn't help but think of Master Lingzhi.

Use the Changchun Qi to walk around the latter's meridians, wait for his complexion to improve, and the purple color of the handprints will also dissipate, leaving only a little red and swollen, and then stop and stand up.

"It's time for my nephew."

"Master, you are welcome."

She bowed her hands to Hao Datong, and Yang Qing bowed to Wang Chuyi and the others.

"Qing'er." Qiu Chuji beckoned at this moment, "Are you here to pick up your nephew?"

"Exactly." With a promise, Yang Qing said, "I haven't seen this child before."

"Bring Xi'er here."

Qiu Chuji shook his head slightly, and asked the disciples on the left and right.

The two young disciples obeyed the order and went to find someone, and after a while they brought a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy with a palm leaf fan and a charcoal-black face.

Yang Qing raised his eyes and saw that this young man looked a lot like Yang Kang when he was a child, so he immediately knew his identity.

But before he could open his mouth, another two people chased after Yang Xi, scolding and chasing after him in embarrassment: "Little bastard, stop!"

Who are you calling this...

Yang Qing narrowed his eyes and looked over, Qiu Chuji was beside him and shouted angrily: "You are full of obscenities, what are you two talking about!"

"Master..."

"Meet Master..."

Yang Xi laughed and approached them, and he didn't care when he heard people scolding him, but his eyes passed over Yang Qing, and his expression suddenly became suffocated.

"What happened just now?"

Seeing someone approaching, Qiu Chuji asked with a sullen face.

"Master, Yang Xi, the little king... boy, the firewood house caught fire, instead of going to put out the fire, he locked the door and used a fan to blow the wind in, almost choking us to death!"

Qiu Chuji looked at Yang Xi after hearing the words: "Is there such a thing?"

When Yang Xi was asked by him, he looked away from Yang Qing, gloated and said, "I saw two bad guys go in and set fire, so I locked them in. I didn't know you two were hiding in there too..."

"nonsense!"

"Who is hiding? We are going in to kill the enemy!"

Yang Xi made a face at the two of them, and laughed loudly: "The one who goes in later is the one who kills the enemy, and the one who goes in and hides first is called 'ambush'! Even a kid like me knows it, but you guys can't even lie, hahaha... ..."

The faces of the two Taoists were red and purple from his smile. If there were not so many people around, they might have already rushed up.

Qiu Chuji's face was not good-looking, he gave the two of them a cold look, and shouted: "Aren't you going to put out the fire?"

"Yes Yes……"

Taking one last look at Yang Xi who was still laughing wildly, the two hurriedly turned and left.

"Stop laughing, why don't you come to see your uncle?"

Qiu Chuji glanced at Yang Xi with an extremely helpless expression.

"Uncle?" Yang Xi was taken aback when he heard the words, and fixedly looked at Yang Qingxi and said, "Are you really my uncle?"

Yang Qing smiled and said, "Did you recognize me?"

Hearing his confession, Yang Xi immediately rushed forward and hugged him and looked up, "My parents often tell stories about my uncle, and I recognized Xi'er just now.

However, uncle, you are so powerful that my nephew didn't dare to come forward to recognize him for a while. "

Qiu Chuji rolled his eyes when he heard it, but Yang Qing didn't think it was a big deal. Seeing that Yang Xi didn't recognize his life, he stretched out his hand to caress his forehead and said, "Good boy, you have a sweet mouth, and you are much smarter than your father when he was young, but he doesn't know kung fu." How are you doing?"

After hearing this, Yang Xi shook her head like a rattle: "It's not that bad, every day I don't stand upright, or sit and lie down to practice, it's so annoying!"

Seeing Qiu Chuji's expression was unhappy, Yang Qing was about to reprimand him, when a person from the front hall suddenly said in a deep voice, "Quanzhen's martial arts are naturally not comparable to your Yang family's family kung fu."

Looking back, I saw Zhao Zhijing leading a few people walking towards here.

"Zhijing!"

Wang Chuyi shouted: "Since you are a teacher, how can you bicker with your disciples, but don't know how to teach them well?"

Zhao Zhijing and his men chased him wildly for a while, on the way back he saw the Chongyang Palace was on fire, he knew that he might have missed something, so he let the enemy go up the mountain.

Feeling depressed in my heart, I walked through the front hall and listened to Yang Xi's nonsense.He wasn't broad-minded at all, and Yang Kang was now a world-renowned hero like Guo Jing, but he just couldn't get used to it.

When he saw Yang Qing again, he became even more angry, and his words became less thoughtful.

At this moment, he was reprimanded by Wang Chuyi before he could react.

"Master forgives the sin, the disciple is reckless."

Qiu Chuji glanced at him sideways and said coldly: "I asked you to stop the enemy at the foot of the mountain, how many people have set fire to Chongyang Palace, don't you know?"

Zhao Zhijing's face froze, and he knelt down and said, "Disciple...disciple..."

He didn't know how to explain, so he glanced at Yang Qing suddenly, and then said: "The disciple was waiting in full force, but later this young man who called himself Yang Qing went up the mountain, and in order to stop him, he disrupted the formation!"

"There is no distinction between the enemy and the enemy, what use is there for you!"

"Uncle Rong!" Zhao Zhijing argued: "You used to say that Junior Brother Yang Qing has been a beginner for a long time, and he should be in his 30s at this time. But look at him, old man, how does he look like a 30-year-old?"

"I……"

Qiu Chuji was left speechless by the question. He glanced at Yang Qing, a disciple of the evil sect, but was unable to refute for a moment.

It wasn't even Zhao Zhijing who pointed it out, he had completely ignored this issue before.

Wang Chuyi persuaded: "Brother, forget it, this matter is also a coincidence."

Yang Qing naturally knew that Zhao Zhijing was talking nonsense.

He should have been influenced by Zhen Zhibing, who had a crush on Xiaolongnv for a long time, and deliberately strengthened the defense leading to the ancient tomb, ignoring Huo Dou and directly killing Chongyang Palace.

But it doesn't really matter whether such a person exposes it or not.

Since he dares to lie to his face, no matter how you expose it, the other party will always have something to tell you.

If it wasn't for Gu Nian being in Chongyang Palace and Qiu Chuji by his side, he could have stabbed him to death with a single blow.

"It's true that I came here by accident, and I almost missed Senior Brother Zhao's important event."

Yang Qing said something nonchalantly, Zhao Zhijing's face remained unchanged, but a good-looking Taoist behind him blushed instead.

Although he had never seen him before, Yang Qing guessed that this person should be Zhen Zhibing.

"That's all!" After pondering for a moment, Qiu Chuji waved his sleeves and said, "Get up, you and Zhi Bing go to arrange follow-up matters quickly, and clean up the inside and outside of the hall!"

"Yes, Master!"

"The disciple takes orders."

Several people passed this hurdle, turned around and wanted to leave, and heard Qiu Chuji say from behind: "Xi'er, you are going down the mountain soon, don't you want to say goodbye to your master?"

Yang Xi raised his head to look at Yang Qing, who smiled and said, "What are you looking at me for? You must always obey the principles that should be observed."

Seeing Yang Xi chasing after him, Qiu Chuji glanced at the many busy disciples around, and said to Yang Qing: "Go down the mountain as soon as you pick up someone, Chongyang Palace is inconvenient to keep you today."

"Yes."

Yang Qing also knew that he was in a bad mood, so he took Yang Xi, Ma Yu and others to say goodbye one by one, led Yang Xi, and took Huo Dou back down the mountain.

When the two walked away, Wang Chuyi couldn't help asking: "Senior brother, it's Qing'er's first visit to Chongyang Palace, why didn't you let him meet the master?"

Qiu Chuji glanced at him, then turned to the direction of the mountain gate and said, "After all, he is an outer disciple, and cannot inherit the mantle of Quanzhen. It is enough to have affection, so what if we worship or not?"

When Wang Chu heard his lonely tone, he couldn't help feeling the same.

The Quanzhen Sect is from Wang Chongyang and below, and the disciples of the younger generation have never produced a master at the level of Wujue.

In their generation, there are seven brothers and sisters who support each other, but in the next generation, there are already fewer disciples who can support the sect.

Tangtang Quanzhen was almost rushed into Chongyang Palace by some unknown people today.

Zhao Zhijing seemed to be fooling around today, but in fact he acted helplessly, there was really no one available to him.

One of Yang Qing's two brothers is a wild crane, and the other is married and has children.

As for Zhou Botong, there is no hope.

When Wang Chu thought of this, he couldn't help but sigh and turned around to go to the apse...

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　5k, no chapter, not a more beast. . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)