Duan Yu's Biography of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 148 Sword Discussing at Zhongnan Mountain

Zhong Nanshan.

The Quanzhen Sect's Chongyang Palace was full of human heads inside and outside.

This Zhongnanshan sword discussion.

There are quite a few people here.

The host Quanzhen Sect, Shenjian Villa, Ancient Tomb Sect, Beggar Clan, Dali Duan Sect, Luoyang Jianglong Villa, Gusu Shenhe Villa, Xiyu White Camel Villa, Peach Blossom Island, Jueqing Valley, Kongtong Sect, Kunlun Sect
As well as various large and small gangs in the world.

This time Lingjiu Palace did not come.

They never participated in the martial arts affairs in the Central Plains. The martial arts of the two palace masters were also beyond the five arts and they did not bother to compete for the title of No. [-] in the world.

"This sword debate at Zhongnan Mountain will be hosted by our Quanzhen Sect. I hope all my martial arts colleagues will do so."

Li Zhichang, the leader of the Quanzhen Sect, has a long beard and is quite magnanimous.

He gave a speech on this sword discussion and stated some precautions.

The first Zhongnan Mountain sword debate was no longer as casual as the previous two Huashan Mountain sword debates. No matter how many people came, the rankings were determined.

This time it was completely conducted according to the standards of the Shaoshi Mountain Martial Arts Conference that year.

Gradually become more stringent and institutionalized.

The core venue is in the large square in front of Chongyang Palace.

Although it is a little crowded, fortunately there are many rooftops around where you can stand.

Everyone is a martial arts practitioner, and the lower body and light kung fu are compulsory, and whoever is the loser will be embarrassed.

Just like the Shaoshi Mountain Martial Arts Conference, there will inevitably be some drama among the various sects competing for seats before the sword discussion.

Fortunately, this year's martial arts schools have strong numbers, and everyone has a clear positioning of their own strength, so the competition for positions is not too fierce.

Needless to say, the core position is occupied by the sect where the "Five Jue" belongs.

They are Beggar Clan, Dali Duan Family, Quanzhen Sect, Peach Blossom Island, and White Camel Villa.

The Beggar's Gang is in the middle, firmly sitting in the C position.

Since Duan Yu, the leader of the No. 11 Beggar Clan, took the first place at the Shaoshi Mountain Martial Arts Conference, he established the status of the Beggar Clan as the largest beggar sect in the world.

In the past 150 years, even though the Beggar Gang has weakened, its status has never been shaken.

The Quanzhen Sect, which is known as the number one sect in the martial arts world, has to sit beside him obediently.

"Father-in-law, mother-in-law, you should sit in the middle." Yang Guo said politely.

Guo Jing's face was serious and he said: "This represents the status of the sect, not based on personal seniority!"

His identity is a bit embarrassing. He is a disciple of Hong Qigong, but he is not a member of the Beggar Clan.

Married to Huang Rong, others said he was from Peach Blossom Island.

But this time Huang Yaoshi came in person, representing Peach Blossom Island.

Fortunately, Guo Jing was the initiator of this Zhongnan Mountain sword discussion and had a very good relationship with the Quanzhen Sect.

Based on his status alone, he naturally has an important position, which is enough to be on an equal footing with Wu Jue.

Except for Wang Chongyang, who died early, the remaining four of the five unique talents come to Huashan every time they discuss swordsmanship.

They all come here for fame and want to maintain their status.

Even if you don't take action, if you go to this station and watch others fight, your position will be consolidated.

That's what Huang Yaoshi is like.

Ouyang Feng also came all the way from the Western Regions to represent the White Camel Villa in the sword debate.

Once he sat there, no one dared to mess with him.

When Huang Yaoshi was bored, he would chat with him to relieve his boredom.

Regrettably, Master Nandi Yideng did not come.

After becoming a monk, he was really indifferent to fame and fortune.

The Duan family of Dali sent a prince who was the nephew of the current emperor of Dali.

He is also young, quite handsome, but has an extraordinary bearing, and looks like a prince.

When I heard that, the Duan family in Dali was sniped by a Mongolian master on the way.

Prince Duan personally took action and killed ten Mongolian masters within seven moves.

When the news comes, no one dares to underestimate it!
"Hey, why didn't the Shaolin sect come? Did you promise to come back to the world?"

More than a hundred years ago, Mu Lingzi, the founder of the Kongtong sect, managed to gain a position in Shaoshi Mountain, but was deprived of his position by the host Shaolin on the grounds of new rules.

The Kongtong sect is deeply ashamed of this incident and will remember it from generation to generation.

Seeing that no one from Shaolin came to participate, the head of the Kongtong Sect couldn't help but get angry.

"Shaolin has closed the mountains, what the hell!"

Someone cursed.

When Shaolin Guang invited various martial arts sects to gather at Shaoshi Mountain, he intended to announce Shaolin's return to the world and re-establish its status.

Unexpectedly, various martial arts sects came to Shaoshi Mountain, and Shaolin announced that the temple was closed, and even the mountain was not allowed to go up.

Many sects were so angry that they scolded their mothers.

Especially the Kunlun faction wanted to take the opportunity to make good friends with Shaolin. They traveled thousands of miles from Kunlun Mountain to Shaoshi Mountain.

As a result, he was kicked away without even being allowed to take a sip of tea.

For a time, the Shaolin sect became a joke among everyone.

Needless to say, Shaolin was in big trouble.

Only a few people, including Guo Jing and Huang Rong, knew that it was the owner of Shenjian Villa who took action.

Under the announcement of Quanzhen Religion.

The sword debate at Zhongnan Mountain officially begins.

"Let me come!"

There were people in the audience eager to jump up.

But seeing that this man was tall and fat, weighing about three hundred pounds, he jumped onto the stage and exploded like a depth bomb, causing the stage to shake slightly.

The man stood on the stage with his hands on his hips, without saluting and clasping his fists, and shouted: "My name is Qianjin Tong Dahai. I want to compete for the number one spot in the world. Who can come up and challenge me?"

Everyone was happy when they heard it.

At first glance, he looks like a fool!

It's just that they don't understand the etiquette of the world, but they still brag to each other and want to be the best in the world.

"I'll fight you!"

A figure from the audience flew onto the ring lightly.

"I am Wu Xiuwen, and I am studying under Xiangyang Daxia Guo. Please give me some advice from my brother!"

Xiao Wu studied martial arts with Guo Jing for many years and guarded Xiangyang City for half his life.

He couldn't hold it any longer and wanted to fight with his martial arts colleagues and show off his extraordinary martial arts.

What's more important is to make a name for yourself and tell everyone that you are a disciple of Guo Jing and Daxia Guo!
Tong Dahai didn't care who his disciple was. When he saw someone coming up, he immediately rushed forward with his fists waving.

One punch missed, but when the second punch was thrown, he raised his hand slightly and hit Wu Xiuwen directly in the face.

Unexpectedly, Wu Xiuwen jumped up, spun half a circle in the air, and knocked the bastard off the stage with one palm.

"As expected of Master Guo's apprentice! What a handsome martial artist!"

Everyone in the audience shouted.

"Acceptance!"

Wu Xiuwen was neatly dressed and had long eyebrows and handsome eyes. He was on the stage with his hands behind his hands and his expression was quite proud.

Guo Jing was sitting in the audience. Seeing that he was so frivolous and contrary to loyalty, he felt displeased and his face darkened.

The Wu brothers also learned the skills of Guo Jing and Huang Rong, and their father Wu Santong passed on the magical skill of Dali Yiyang Finger.

At this time, he is already a first-rate talent among the martial arts juniors, so it is inevitable that he will be arrogant.

Wu Xiuwen did not step down and lost three more people in a row.

Just when I was feeling proud, I heard someone say impatiently: "The three-legged cat has the nerve to show off his kung fu on top. Hurry down and change to another one to take a look."

His voice was old and deep, and his understatement made it appear that this person had extremely deep inner strength.

The crowd looked at the sound.

But I saw an old beggar sitting on a roof, eating roast chicken in his hand.

"Master!"

Guo Jingteng stood up with a loud sound, his expression very excited.

"It's Northern Beggar Hong Qigong!"

The heroes were also excited, with expressions as if they had seen someone great.

Hong Qigong hurried all the way, hurriedly and slowly, and still arrived at Zhongnan Mountain before Lunjian.

"Seventh brother, why are you here?!"

Huang Yaoshi asked with a surprised tone.

"Oh, old beggar, I haven't shown up for so many years, I thought you were beaten to death!"

Ouyang Feng moved and appeared beside Hong Qigong, startling the old beggar.

"Old Poison, your physical skills have made great progress!"

Hong Qigong clicked his tongue in surprise, looked at Ouyang Feng up and down, and suddenly said: "Hey, old poisoner, how smart are you?"

"You have a bad mind!" Ouyang Feng frowned. The beard on his lower forehead was as hard as a needle and looked very powerful.

Hong Qigong's beard and hair are white, his face is red, and his skin is as smooth as a child's.

He laughed twice and said: "Haha, you have changed, old poison!"

"What are you doing standing on the roof? It makes you look taller? Come down and sit down."

Ouyang Feng said, pulling Hong Qigong to his seat under the stage.

"Young boy Yang, are you here too?"

Looking in the direction of the beggar gang, Hong Qigong blushed when he saw Yang Guo.

It was just because ten years ago, when Yang Guo was traveling around the world, he was seen by Hong Qigong using the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms.

Hong Qigong thought he was Guo Jing's apprentice, so he tested his martial arts skills.

Unexpectedly, he lost to Yang Guo and was injured by the power of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

Hong Qigong felt ashamed to see others.

Fortunately, Yang Guo was smart and emotionally intelligent, so he never mentioned this matter to anyone.

"Senior Hong, come and sit."

Yang Guo stood up and smiled slightly.

"You are the gang leader, sit down!"

Hong Qigong squeezed into Ouyang Feng's group.

Ouyang Feng was the only one in White Camel Villa, which seemed quieter.

"This boy's martial arts is really good!"

Hong Qigong spoke and tore into the tender and tender roast chicken again and again, without caring about the eyes of the martial arts heroes.

"That's natural, no matter whose adopted son it is!" Ouyang Feng said proudly.

Hong Qigong's eyes widened: "Old Poison, Yang Guo is your adopted son?"

Ouyang Feng was a little surprised: "You don't know about such a big thing, old beggar?"

Huang Yaoshi couldn't help laughing when he saw them like this.

Mentioning his grandson-in-law Yang Guo, Huang Yaoshi felt proud and unconsciously stroked his beard.

The three old men gathered around, chatting to themselves.

Others didn't dare to disturb him, they just looked on with a smile.

Three people from Wujue came, except Wang Chongyang who couldn't come and Nan Di Yideng didn't want to come.

Since the first Huashan sword debate, Wujue has been famous for a century and has absolute dominance in the martial arts world.

Let alone all three of them, even if one of them showed up, that would be a big deal.

"Old beggar, do you want to compete with me in martial arts this time?"

Ouyang Feng was gearing up, his old face grinning.

If it were 20 years ago, he might be evenly matched with Hong Qigong, but now that he has the guidance of Emperor Duan, his martial arts is no longer what it used to be.

Ouyang Feng was confident that he could beat the shit out of the old beggar!

Hong Qigong waved his hand hurriedly: "No, no, we are all nearly a hundred years old with old arms and legs. Isn't it embarrassing to imitate young people in fighting?"

"Seventh brother is right, old people don't rely on their muscles and bones, so we can just watch."

Huang Yaoshi said so knowing that he was no match for Ouyang Feng.

"Hey, it's so boring!" Ouyang Feng suddenly felt that this sword debate was boring.

Seeing that the three old men were silent, they stopped talking.

Guo Jing and Huang Rong then came over to pay their respects.

Guo Jing's temples were slightly hoarfrost, but Huang Rong didn't look old. She was still charming and charming.

Seeing Master again, Guo Jing's face was filled with joy.

This master did not show up for 20 years. When Guo Jing missed him, he secretly burned a lot of paper.

Fortunately, it was through the paper burned during the memorial ceremony for the six masters that no one knew.
"Oh, by the way, is that old naughty boy dead?"

While talking, Hong Qigong suddenly thought of the old naughty boy.

Huang Rong smiled, covered her lips lightly, and said, "That old naughty boy lives a very energetic life. It is said that he is living in seclusion with Aunt Ying!"

"Oh? Yinggu finally caught him?" Hong Qigong was very surprised, and Ouyang Feng also listened carefully.

"No, it's so sincere that gold and stone are opened. The old naughty boy finally nodded his head! It's hard for Yinggu to keep chasing him for so many years!"

"It's a pity that we didn't ask the old naughty boy to come. If he came, we would be even more lively."

Hong Qigong's tone of voice was full of regret.

By this time, Wu Xiuwen had been knocked down.

His good brother Wu Dunru went to rescue him, but was soon put down and put down.

As their master, Guo Jing not only did not feel embarrassed, but was actually very happy.

These two apprentices should be taught what it means to be someone else.

Let’s see if they dare to be so arrogant in the future.

First it was Da Wu, Xiao Wu, and then Yelu Qi. During this sword debate at Zhongnan Mountain, almost all the juniors were making a fuss in the front.

It also makes people see that there are still experts in the younger generation.

Such as Lu Wushuang, Cheng Ying and others.

There was also Yelu Qi, who used Quanzhen's exquisite swordsmanship to make Li Zhichang and other Quanzhen Taoist priests look solemn.

They asked each other for a long time, but they couldn't figure out which uncle's disciple this was.

In the end, it was Hao Datong who revealed Yeluqi's identity.

Except for the old naughty boy Master Zhou, no one else can teach such an outstanding disciple!

16 years ago, Yeluqi was very good at martial arts and led a group of girls to escape death many times under Li Mochou.

Now more than ten years have passed, martial arts have advanced greatly, and there are few opponents among the younger generation.

Many people were dissatisfied and came to the stage to seek advice, but were knocked down by him.

"Good boy, let's try these two moves from Buddha!"

A thunderous laughter came, and Nemo Star made a shining appearance.

He is a master from India. He is good at yoga and fierce in martial arts. He is good at using a snake-shaped iron whip. He is tempted by fame and fortune and serves Kublai Khan.

Nimoxing is brave and arrogant by nature, and he can't calm down and is eager to achieve success.

He, Xiaoxiangzi and Yin Kexi are also known as the "Three Mongolian Masters", and their martial arts are certainly good.

In just over twenty moves, Nimoxing knocked Yeluqi off the stage.

Guo Jing had fought against the Mongols all year round, so he recognized Nimoxing and was ready to teach him a lesson.

"Brother Jing, I don't know what kind of conspiracy the Mongols are up to. Don't worry, someone will be there to deal with him."

Huang Rong persuaded him to come back.

Sure enough, someone immediately jumped onto the stage and fought with Nanimo Star.

"It's Master Qiao of Jianglong Village in Luoyang!"

Qiao Lie has a burly figure, thick eyebrows, big eyes, a high nose and a wide mouth. He has a square face with a few black beards under his chin, which makes people dare not underestimate him.

His Wind and Thunder Palm is superb, quite like the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

This palm technique is both fierce and dangerous, and the palm power implies the power of wind and thunder, making it powerful and heavy.

In less than fifty moves, Qiao Lie beat Nimo Xing until he vomited blood and retreated.

It attracted a burst of applause from the audience.

As expected of a queen from a famous family!

Qiao Lie did not guard the stage, jumped down and returned to his seat, hiding his merit and fame.

Hong Qigong turned to look at Qiao Lie and said with a smile, "Are you Qiao Lie? The owner of Luoyang Jianglong Village?"

Qiao Lie raised his hands and said in a deep voice: "Junior Qiao Lie has met senior Hong!"

Hong Qigong nodded: "I have heard from you that the Wind and Thunder Palm you used is not weaker than the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms."

Qiao Lie also respected this martial arts senior in his heart and said humbly: "I don't dare. I just inherited the virtue of my ancestors and it all depends on the master's mastery. My own martial arts skills are mediocre, so I don't dare to rely on him."

The Wind and Thunder Palm was created by Qiao Feng for his descendants based on the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

As the former leader of the Beggar Clan, Hong Qigong naturally took great care of the descendants of his ancestor.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t say hello out loud.

"How do you compare with that boy Yang Guo?" Hong Qigong suddenly said with a smile.

"This..." Qiao Lie hesitated for a moment: "This junior has not yet compared with Gang Leader Yang, so I dare not speak nonsense."

Hong Qigong nodded and said with a smile: "Haha, you are not humble. Even I am no match for that boy."

When Qiao Lie heard this, he couldn't help but feel greatly moved.

Even the Northern Beggar from Wujue thinks he can't defeat the Condor Heroes?

He was really curious and asked quickly: "Is Gang Leader Yang's martial arts so powerful?"

"Whether it's powerful or not, you'll understand later when you look at it." Hong Qigong said nonchalantly.

(End of this chapter)