Duan Yu's Biography of Cultivating Immortals

"Stop!" Zhao Min's delicate voice sounded.

When she saw it was Duan Yu, she was so anxious that she didn't even bother to pretend to be a man, and she ran over using Qing Kung Fu and shouted.

It's just that these Mongolian arrogant soldiers have always been accustomed to being sideways. If one person is killed by a Han, ten or a hundred Han will take his life.

Now that they didn't know whether their companions were alive or dead, they were so angry that they wanted to kill an entire village to vent their anger. How could they stop just because they said "stop"?
More than a dozen long arrows made a slight sound of piercing the air, extremely fast, like a big net, sealing Duan Yu in all directions.

The Mongolian cavalry dominates the world, and the Eurasian continent is trampled by it, so it is extremely powerful.

Even if a martial arts master encounters them and wants to escape intact, it will not be easy.

Duan Yu snorted coldly and flicked his hand.

A dozen arrows that came through the air returned to the same place and shot through the necks of each person.

The dozen or so Mongolian soldiers all looked frightened, clutching their throats and trying to speak, but they were speechless and choked.

The body slowly twitched and shook slightly, and blood oozed from the palms, like a stream, gurgling down.

Zhao Min rushed over, but what he saw was that the dozen knights fell off their horses to the ground, making a loud bang and falling solidly.

She sighed.

He just shouted "stop", not to save the other party, but to save this group of Mongolian cavalry.

If you dare to take action against Duan, you don't even know how you died!

Zhao Min was wearing a snow-white Luo shirt, which was spotless, making her face even more flawless.

At this time, there was anger on the corner of his mouth, and his bright eyes stared straight at Duan Yu: "Master Duan is so ruthless!"

Although she was not ashamed of these Mongolian soldiers acting so recklessly.

But after all, they were soldiers of the imperial court, and being killed by Duan Yu like a chicken or a dog made him feel uncomfortable.

Duan Yu looked surprised and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Oh? What a coincidence, Miss Zhao, you are here too?"

Zhao Min couldn't help but be speechless.

I was only out hunting, so why was it such a coincidence that I met him here.

According to the intelligence, isn't the person named Duan still at Guangmingding?
A hunter carrying a quiver ran over to Zhao Min and reported respectfully: "Master, they were hit by an arrow and there is no way they can be saved."

When he bowed and raised his head, he pretended not to care and glanced at Duan Yu.

The entire process just now was completely witnessed by the Eight Heroes of the Divine Arrow, and they were filled with fear and awe at Duan Yu's magical skill.

They are rare sharp archers, confident that they are fearless even when facing martial arts masters.

But if you meet someone like Duan Yu, no matter how accurate your arrow is, it will be in vain and you will lose your life.

I heard that those Mongolian cavalry were dead, and the women on horseback were trembling with fear.

These Mongolians were killed, and they were also destined to die. They would be killed by the imperial court in the future, and it would be a foregone conclusion that the entire clan would be confiscated and exterminated.

Duan Yu knew these rules, so he slowly turned around and said in a friendly voice: "You go back, no one will cause trouble for you."

As he said that, he reached out and took a shot in the air, leading them off the horse, as if an invisible big hand was supporting them, and they landed safely.

Seeing that they stood firm, Duan Yu turned around and smiled softly at Zhao Min: "Really, Miss Zhao?"

Zhao Min frowned and looked at him for a while.

She was a smart person and noticed the cold glint in Duan Yu's eyes, so she had no choice but to nod.

Rumor has it that the Lord Duan of the Tianlong Sect is a smiling tiger who kills people as if he were crawling over an ant.

Duan Yu's smile suddenly became brighter, and he laughed at the women and said: "This Miss Zhao is a noble person of the imperial court. Since she guarantees it, nothing will happen to you. Go back quickly!"

Although these women had little knowledge, they did not doubt Duan Yu's words.

Zhao Min's graceful temperament can be seen at a glance, and he comes from a rich or noble background.

And the several guards around her are all very imposing.

They thanked Duan Yu profusely, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed.

Duan Yu waved his sleeves to stop them, and they just stood up, supported each other, and slowly disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Venerable Master Duan was too ruthless in his attack."

Watching them leave, Zhao Min turned around, looked at Duan Yu secretly with bright eyes, and said lightly.

As the princess of the imperial court, she could not remain silent when she saw people from the imperial court being killed.

Otherwise, how can we lead our subordinates?
Duan Yu curled his lips and said coldly: "The Mongols kidnapped Han women, but as a woman, you don't feel sorry for them? If one day you are kidnapped and insulted, I hope you can be so calm!"

"presumptuous!"

Zhao Yishang, the boss of the Eight Heroes of the Divine Arrow, shouted angrily.

"roll!"

But seeing Duan Yu's casual palm, Zhao vomited blood from his wound and flew two miles away.

The rest of the Eight Heroes of the Divine Arrow drove their horses to search for a long time before finding the body. He died suddenly on the spot.

"you!"

Zhao Min's anger suddenly surged up again, her nose slightly hunched, she snorted, her face was cold, but she didn't dare to do anything.

The remaining seven members of the Eight Heroes of the Divine Arrow were all furious and glanced at the two elders Xuan Ming and Xuan Ming who had serious faces.

They felt strange in their hearts. If they had followed the past tempers of Xuan Ming and Xuan Ming, they would have been unable to control their temper, shared their master's worries, and taught this man a lesson!

But at this moment, the two Xuanming elders, who were extremely majestic and arrogant, remained silent, bowed their heads, and were extremely honest. It was really weird!

"Hey, Luzhangke, are you healed?"

Duan Yu glanced at the dark-faced Luzhangke and smiled meaningfully.

Last time, this guy was injured by fifth disciple Duan You's Heavenly Thunder Palm, and his internal organs felt like they were on fire.

I didn't expect it to be better.

Could it be that there is a master in Yuan Ting who has defused the fiery poison of the Heavenly Thunder Divine Palm?
Zhao Min suppressed the anger in his heart and snorted softly: "The imperial court has its own senior masters who can handle poisons, no matter what!"

She was filled with resentment when she mentioned this matter.

The two elders Xuan Ming almost fell into trouble, but fortunately, a senior in the inner palace took action and saved their lives.

Duan Yu was curious, who was the senior master Zhao Min mentioned?

No matter who it is, if he takes action himself, no one in the world can understand the heart-devouring power of the sky thunder!

Duan Yu walked slowly and came to a dancing willow tree, found a piece of bluestone and sat down.

He caressed his knees gently and said with a smile: "Is it because of the martial arts incident that Miss Zhao is here?"

Zhao Minyu's face changed slightly, and her heart trembled. She knew how scary Duan Yu was, and was afraid that she would see something, so she pretended to be nonchalant, pursed her lips and smiled.

She was extremely beautiful, and her charming smile was truly dazzling.

Duan Yu happily accepted her beauty trap, smiled secretly, and stared at her for a long time, until her cheeks turned red and turned red.

"Is Lord Duan busy with something?"

In the end, Zhao Min couldn't stand the subtle aura and spoke softly, her eyes filled with a hint of shyness.

"No, I just come here to play occasionally." Duan Yu smiled and shook his head.

"Then...there is a Zhuangzi in front of me, which is where I will stay. Why don't I go and sit there?"

Zhao Min hesitated for a moment, then a light blush suddenly appeared on his fair and jade-like face, which was breathtakingly beautiful.

"Okay." Duan Yu nodded with a smile.

Over the years, he gradually felt lonely. Although he was sitting among the flowers, it was a little less exciting.

It would be interesting to have a fight with Zhao Min.

Seeing that he agreed, Zhao Min couldn't help but feel relieved, but she didn't dare to look at him, so she stood up quickly and got on her horse.

The group of people rode on horseback, and after about half an hour, they arrived in front of a mountain villa.

A small river flows around the villa, and there are some willow trees in front, giving it a Jiangnan scenery.

On this piece of Gobi, creating this kind of scenery is quite impressive.

"Green Willow Villa!" Duan Yu looked at the plaque above and smiled.

Entered the hall.Duan Yu stood in front of the living room and carefully read the calligraphy and paintings, and several guards left quietly.

Zhao Min also left with him, saying he was going to change clothes.

There are calligraphy and painting banners all around the hall, and the strong aroma of books comes to your face.

He found that the calligraphy and paintings around him were all genuine, and their value was really high.

The luxurious style was somewhat similar to his own, and Duan Yu couldn't help but smile.

Soon, Zhao Min walked over again, walking briskly and curling up. He had already changed into a light pink Luo shirt.

A little less heroic and a little more feminine.

Knowing that Duan Yu didn't want to sit in the living room, Zhao Min led him to a garden.

There is a lotus pond in the garden and a small pavilion next to the lotus pond.

The two came to the small pavilion.

A pretty girl brought the tea and left quietly. The tea was served in a snow porcelain cup, which was also set up in accordance with Duan Yu's habit.

"Master Duan, the tea is from Longjing. If you are not used to drinking it, don't be offended."

Zhao Min picked up the snow porcelain tea cup, and the jade hands and the snow porcelain blended into one color, making it difficult to distinguish each other.

Duan Yu took a sip and nodded slightly, reluctantly.

After all, he is a royal nobleman, not an ordinary person.

The breeze blows and ruffles a pool of clear water.

Zhao Min was wearing this light red Luo shirt, and her temperament was completely different from before.

Sitting in the pavilion, you feel gentle and quiet, the graceful flowers are like flowers, filling the pavilion with a soft and charming atmosphere.

The two sat across the table, quietly sipping the fragrant tea. As the lid of the cup was opened, a faint fragrance surrounded the small pavilion.

The two chatted and laughed freely, no longer being secretive in their words, and talked about sensitive topics, including the imperial court.

Duan Yu said that today's imperial court is declining and its days are numbered.

As long as the current situation creates a hero, under his leadership, he will soon lead his people to overthrow the imperial court.

Zhao Min disagreed. The Mongolian cavalry was invincible and the country was stable. It was just a small fight and not enough to cause trouble.

After all, she is the princess of the imperial court, loyal to the emperor and patriotic, and she is not the same person as him.

Duan Yu shook his head secretly, but Duan Yu had a calm expression on his face, with a faint smile, and no change could be seen.

"Nowadays, the chaos in the world is caused by those in the martial arts world. Since ancient times, they have used force to break the law and despised the court. They are all black sheep!"

Zhao Min talked about some martial arts affairs, and gradually brought up the attack on Guangmingding by the seven sects.

"It is not wrong to say that a chivalrous person uses force to break the law."

Duan Yu nodded slightly. This was an indisputable fact after all, and he didn't have a good impression of people in the martial arts world.

Once a person has power beyond ordinary people, his desires will expand. This has nothing to do with personal cultivation, but is human nature, which is difficult to overcome.

"So, you want to catch everyone in the martial arts world in one fell swoop?"

Duan Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhao Min with a smile.

"Um... what?"

Just as Zhao Ming was about to nod, his heart suddenly tightened, and he looked dazed, with cold sweat oozing down his back.

"Haha..." Duan Yu smiled.

Zhao Min glanced at him, her heart sank slightly, but she believed that even though he was powerful, he would not know his plan.

But in her heart, Duan Yu is really unpredictable and can do things that are difficult for ordinary people.

There was silence between the two of them again, and it suddenly became cold.

"Master Duan, please help yourself. I'll go change my clothes."

After being silent for a long time, Zhao Min suddenly stood up, said something quickly to Duan Yu, and then walked out.

Duan Yu looked at the surrounding scenery and just nodded lightly.

Let's see how this girl plays the routine and plays herself into it.

After the tea time, Zhao Min wandered over again.

Although she always dressed like a man, she was born in a royal family after all and had received strict etiquette training, so she was dignified and moved gracefully, which was extremely touching.

"This is 20-year-old daughter's red. I sent someone to bring it here. Let's have a taste."

Zhao Min held a jar in his hand, opened the mud seal, and smiled sweetly at Duan Yu.

"Haha... I couldn't have asked for it!" Duan Yu smiled happily, his spiritual sense having sensed that there were many masters approaching nearby.

"Master Duan, please!" Zhao Min picked up the silver wine glass and greeted him with a smile.

The two of them went back and forth, drinking with great enthusiasm. They both finished one cup and drank three cups.

Zhao Min couldn't bear it, but he insisted on drinking, and kept urging Duan Yu to drink harder.

"Miss Zhao, why are you doing this? Do you think that the poison in this wine can knock Duan down?"

Duan Yu gently patted her fragrant back, sending a cool and moist breath into her body to sober her up.

Zhao Min's soft jade body suddenly stiffened, her charming jade face changed slightly, but she forced herself to remain calm and remained silent, her heart racing.

The poison put into the wine was something she had searched for with great effort, and it was colorless and odorless.

It is said that just a few nails can bring down a strong cow in an instant.

What's more precious about it is the Shixiang Ruanjin Powder that I'm looking for.

I took the antidote in advance, so I was fine.

But even so, it was a bit unbearable, like being drunk.

Duan Yu let go of his big hand and looked at her charming face. He smiled lightly and his eyes were gentle, but there was no hint of happiness or anger in it.

Zhao Min smiled sweetly: "The little girl learned that Master Duan's Nine Yang Magic is invulnerable to all poisons, so she wanted to try whether it is really as magical as the rumors."

The last time they arrested the six major sects, the Emei sect's Miejie Shitai relied on the Nine-Yang Magic to ignore Shixiang Ruanjin Powder, so Zhao Min changed the poison.

Duan Yu couldn't help but laugh and shook his head, she was really good at making mistakes.

It's rare to find such an excuse.

"I am not invulnerable to all poisons." Duan Yu muttered slightly: "There is a kind of poison that once I take it, I will have no resistance."

"What medicine?" Zhao Min smiled sweetly, showing curiosity.

Duan Yu raised his head and smiled and said, "Aphrodisiac."

His gentle eyes stopped on Zhao Min's fair and flawless face, looking at her charming appearance, a little wanton.

"Why are you so dissolute!"

Zhao Min couldn't bear his gaze, so she lowered her head slightly, her eyelids drooped slightly to cover her round eyes, and her long eyelashes were like fans, trembling slightly.

Duan Yu gently sipped his daughter's red wine, smiled lightly, and suddenly said: "Now that the seven major sects are attacking Guangmingding, their vitality has been severely damaged, so this is a good opportunity to sneak in."

Zhao Min's expression finally changed, and he soon returned to normal. He also took a sip of daughter's red, pretending not to hear anything, and smiled without saying a word.

"Miss Zhao, what do you think would happen if the imperial court sent troops at this time, set up ambushes on the way back from the various sects, captured them in one fell swoop, and took them to Dadu?"

Duan Yu's eyes were gentle, neither happy nor angry, covering her fair and handsome face lightly, and said with a slight smile.

Zhao Min was shocked, and a trace of panic finally appeared on his fair and jade face, but he soon returned to normal.

"Princess, what do you think?"

Duan Yu chuckled, his eyes gentle but staring at her closely.

Zhao Min glanced at him, as if he had seen a ghost, thinking how could he know my identity?
Zhao Min was silent and thought carefully, where did he reveal his flaw and let him catch it?

It was hard for her to believe that the other party would guess this for no reason.

Although this person has great supernatural powers, he is not a god after all. How can he predict the future? ! (End of chapter)