Duan Yu's Biography of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 102 The First Battle of Chongyang Palace

Dali Daolong first year.

The third year of Jiaxi in the Southern Song Dynasty.

Jingzhao House.

Years of wars have caused the ancient capital of thirteen dynasties, Chang'an City, to lose its former glory.

The streets paved with bluestones are lined with antique shops and traditional buildings with flying eaves and wings.

There were few pedestrians on the street, and occasionally a few shouts broke the tranquility.

From time to time, Taoist priests in wide-sleeved robes shuttled through the market.

Wearing bamboo hats on their heads, they looked leisurely and contented, with mysterious smiles on their faces.

When the bystanders saw these Taoist priests, they all respected and gave way.

Since the Tang Dynasty, Taoism has been established as the state religion.

Later emperors of the Song Dynasty advocated Taoism.

For hundreds of years, Taoism has flourished and Taoism has flourished, and Taoists can be seen everywhere in the Central Plains.

In recent decades, on Zhongnan Mountain outside Jingzhao Mansion, there has been a Quanzhen Sect, known as Xuanmen Authentic Sect, leading the Taoist sect.

"It's said that in the past, Huashan first discussed swords, Chongyang Daoist defeated the world's masters with one against four, and became the number one in the world!"

"His demeanor faintly resembles that of Immortal Emperor Duan at the Shaoshi Mountain Martial Arts Conference more than a hundred years ago!"

In a busy teahouse on the street, a storyteller sat on the podium.

His voice is deep and magnetic, and he tells the story of Chongyang Daoist and Quanzhen Seven Sons.

"Zhenren Chongyang was the best in Taoism and martial arts, so he founded the Quanzhen Sect on Zhongnan Mountain outside the city."

"Back then, Chongyang Daoist traveled around the world and took Quanquanzhen Seven Sons as apprentices in Shandong."

The storyteller slapped the bamboo board, and his voice became thick and powerful:

“The Seven Quanzhen Sons are dragons and phoenixes among men, possessing the essence of the Chongyang Master, with superb Taoism and superb martial arts.

Ever since Changchun Master Qiu Chuji received an imperial edict to meet Genghis Khan, the Quanzhen Sect has quietly become the No. 1 decent sect in the Central Plains martial arts, and it has become more and more prosperous day by day.

In addition to the Changchun Immortal, there is also an old man Zhou Botong in the Quanzhen School, known as the 'Old Urchin'.
The current hero Guo Jing, who studied under Taoist Ma Yu, the head of the Quanzhen Seven Masters, has a deep connection with the Quanzhen School.

If something happened to the Quanzhen sect, Guo Daxia would definitely not stand by and watch.

Therefore, in the Quanzhen sect, very few people dare to provoke them.

Fortunately, Quanzhen Sect has a profound Taoism, is calm and peaceful, and is extremely strict, and the disciples of the sect are all honest and gentlemen."

The storyteller closed his eyes slightly, tapped his fingers on the table, and was intoxicated in his own world.

Those events that once shook people's hearts in the arena are now narrated by him and become a memory shared by everyone.

Someone said: "It is rumored that when Daoist Chongyang was young, he abandoned his home and traveled abroad, and met an immortal in Zhongnan Mountain, do you know if it is true or not?"

"I've also heard that the Immortal taught the true formula of cultivation, and that's how Master Chongyang attained enlightenment in Zhongnan Mountain and established the Quanzhen Sect!"

Everyone nodded, having heard about this matter.

Because that rumor was said by Wang Chongyang himself.

"I don't know who that immortal is, who can make Chongyang Daoist realize the Dao?"

"It's really amazing!"

"yes."

Amid the melodious fragrance of tea, a handsome young man sat quietly in the corner of the teahouse.

He was dressed very elegantly, wearing a green shirt and robe, his hair was shawl-length, with a few strands of silver threads blowing in the wind.

The tea sloshed in his hand, exuding an alluring aroma.

His eyes are deep, as if he can see through the essence of everything.

The people around were chatting and laughing happily, telling all kinds of rumors in the world, about the love of their children, and about the vicissitudes of life.

Young people listen to these stories with a detached smile on their faces, and occasionally take a sip of tea, or shake their heads gently, sipping a cup of fragrant tea.

A cup of tea is exhausted.

The waiter came over with a teapot to refill the tea, but the young man was nowhere to be seen, only a few copper coins were placed on the corner of the table.

At this time, the figure of the young man appeared on the street.

He walked casually, one step out, several zhang away.

One second was still in front of my eyes, and the next second I was already more than ten meters away behind me, making people think that I was hallucinating.

When he reached the outside of the city, he even took a hundred feet in one step.

If anyone saw it, they would not be able to believe their eyes.

This legendary technique of shrinking the earth into an inch actually appeared in the world, which is unbelievable and unbelievable.

Zhongnan Mountain is not far from here, about forty or fifty miles away.

Through the wilderness, Duan Yu walked leisurely all the way, and it took two to three minutes.

"Quanzhen Sect."

A dilapidated Taoist temple on the top of the mountain soon appeared in front of him.

Seeing this place, Duan Yu sighed a little.

Decades go by like a blur.

Re-entering Zhongnan Mountain, except for the mountain-shaped landform, all the previous scenes disappeared.

The former Excalibur Villa has now become the Quanzhen Sect.

Even Wang Chongyang, the young man who begged him to preach, passed away suddenly.

After eighty years of seclusion, Duan Yu succeeded in forming elixirs, but his soul was damaged due to karma.

Therefore, he did not choose to ascend, but stayed for recuperation.

Ever since he destroyed the palace and killed the empress, the Kingdom of Jin has been devastated and retreated to the pass.

Unexpectedly, Mongolia would rise again in the past few decades and destroy the Jin Kingdom.

The Zhao and Song Dynasties were still singing and dancing in the south, and they couldn't suppress the nomads in the north at all.

We can only sit back and watch the great rivers and mountains take turns changing owners in the iron hooves.

Now this Zhongnan Mountain is in the territory of the Mongols.

As night fell, Duan Yu walked upwards and arrived at Chongyang Palace.

There are statues of Sanqing gods in the main hall, which is very quiet.

The two little Taoist priests stood with their eyes closed, motionless, as if they were asleep.

Next to the statue of Sanqing is a portrait of Wang Chongyang.

Wang Chongyang entered Taoism through martial arts, but he paid too much attention to martial arts and spent too much energy, and ultimately failed to establish a foundation.

"Little bastard! Stop!"

There were bursts of shouting faintly outside.

The spiritual consciousness dissipated, and a group of Taoist priests were chasing an old woman and a young man in the night.

Soon the two were surrounded.After some action, the old woman was accidentally killed by a seasoned Taoist.

"Mother-in-law! Mother-in-law!"

The boy lay down on the corpse of an old woman and wept loudly, it was very miserable.

If the prediction is good, it is Yang Guo.

The one who died was Grandma Sun, and the veteran who took action was Hao Datong, one of the Seven Quanzhen Sons.

When everyone was about to arrest Yang Guo.

But he saw a woman in white flying out over there.

The woman was dressed in white, her whole body was spotless, her skin was delicate and white, her whole body seemed to be carved out of a piece of white jade.

The woman in white turned her head slowly, her face was exquisitely beautiful, her demeanor was cold and flawless.

She looked at the faces of these Quanzhen Taoist priests one by one.

Except for Hao Datong, who was profound in internal energy and calm in mind, the other Taoist priests couldn't help but feel a sudden shock in their hearts when they saw her eyes as clear as autumn water and as cold as ice.

"She looks like Yu Yan"

Duan Yu was slightly absent-minded.

Compared with Wang Yuyan's gentleness, Xiaolongnv is even colder.

Of course, it also looks more moving.

After all, she was only 19 at the time
"Everyone is destined to die, so there is nothing to be sad about."

Looking at Yang Guo, Xiao Longnv's tone was indifferent, as if she had no emotions or emotions.

"Even if Granny Sun is not killed by this old Taoist, she will die of old age in two years. It's the same whether she dies early or late."

She grew up in an ancient tomb, and was taught by a master with unrighteous views, so she had almost no emotions or desires.

Yang Guo cried even more after hearing this, and at the same time, he was a little afraid of Xiao Longnv.

"Why? Are you an old man and don't commit suicide and apologize?"

Xiao Longnu's voice was cold and she looked at Hao Datong.

Hao Datong was startled, and said: "What? You want me to commit suicide?"

Xiao Longnu said: "If you commit suicide to kill yourself, I will spare the life of a Taoist priest like you."

"Little girl, I don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth!"

Hao Datong scolded angrily, Quanzhen sect also roared in an uproar, very angry.

"Old Taoist, since you are greedy for life and afraid of death, and are unwilling to commit suicide, then let me do it!"

Xiao Longnv lightly raised her left hand, a white silk ribbon was thrown out suddenly, and went straight to Hao Datong's front.

The two stopped talking nonsense and started fighting directly.

Under the light of the candle, Xiao Longnu's Liuyunfei sleeves were extremely smooth.

Hao Datong saw her move quickly and move her sleeves like a dancer, and for a moment he didn't know how to parry.

He was old, although he believed that his martial arts were much better than the opponent's, he refused to accept the move rashly, so he dodged to the left to avoid it.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Longnu's flowing clouds and flying sleeves could actually turn in the air and track Hao Datong at all times.

With a careless move, Hao Datong did not dodge, and his sword was knocked away.

The seven dignified Quanzhen disciples were defeated at the hands of a little girl in front of their disciples, disciples, and grandsons.

Hao Datong was so ashamed that he was about to commit suicide, but unexpectedly another veteran came out and rescued him.

It was Qiu Chuji who taught Quanzhen sect.

Qiu Chuji was still as competitive as before and took action without saying a word.

In terms of martial arts, Xiao Longnv obviously lost to Qiu Chuji.

She was about to leave with Grandma Yang Guo and Grandma Sun when she heard a warm voice ringing in her ears.

"Does Quanzhen Sect only bully women and children?"

Facing the sudden voice, as if someone was speaking in the ear, Xiao Longnv's delicate body trembled.

Looking around, he found a young man with a face like a crown of jade walking towards him.

He took a step of more than ten feet, as if shrinking the ground into an inch.

Qiu Chuji and the others were also surprised when they saw it, and hurriedly asked: "Who is your Excellency? Why did you come to my Quanzhen sect?"

"I didn't go to your Quanzhen Sect. This is Zhongnan Mountain."

Duan Yu looked calm and did not look at them. He just stared at Xiao Longnu.

"Strong words! The entire Zhongnan Mountain belongs to my Quanzhen Sect, not to mention this is the back mountain of my Quanzhen Sect!"

A middle-aged Taoist priest shouted, but it was Zhao Zhijing, a third-generation disciple of the Quanzhen Sect.

"I advise you to leave quickly, lest you offend my Quanzhen Sect and end up in a bad situation!"

"Oh?" Duan Yu looked over and flicked his left hand.

Zhao Zhijing subconsciously drew out his sword to block it.

"Keng!"

There was a sound of gold and iron clashing, and the sword shattered.

Zhao Zhijing flew upside down, his body was shot through, and a blood hole as thick as a thumb appeared.

"Brother Zhao!"

"Master!"

The Quanzhen Sect shouted loudly.

"Magical power at the snap of a finger? Are you the descendant of Dongxie?"

Hao Datong shouted, his face red and his neck thick.

Due to the death of Tan Chuduan, the second child among the Quanzhen Seven Sons, Quanzhen Sect and Huang Yaoshi have been at odds with each other.

Even though they knew that Tan Chuduan was killed by Xidu Ouyang Feng, they were attacked by Ouyang Feng because of confrontation with Huang Yaoshi.

Duan Yu smiled: "Dong Xie? He is not qualified to accept me as a disciple, and the Quanzhen Sect is not qualified to preach to me."

Flick of the fingers?
It's just a flick by myself, and it doesn't even use mana.

"Your Excellency is so arrogant!"

After Qiu Chuji finished speaking, he unsheathed his long sword, jumped up, and stabbed Duan Yu from the air.

The long sword instantly pulled out three sword flowers, as if three swords were stabbing at the same time.

It is the most powerful move in the town's swordsmanship, "One Sword Transforms Three Purities".

This move relies entirely on speed to thrust out three swords in an instant, all of which are real, like three people striking with three swords.

Duan Yu smiled lightly, flicked his fingers, Qiu Chuji's long sword shattered, and his right hand trembled.

"On your own, you are not qualified, so call your brothers and sisters to join us!"

Without waiting for Qiu Chuji to speak, Hao Datong summoned up his inner strength and shouted: "There is a strong enemy coming, please come to Chongyang Palace quickly!"

(End of this chapter)