The gods began by supporting Guo Jing to become emperor

Chapter 82: Seven Sons of Quanzhen
The two Taoist priests saw the three people and stepped forward to bow to them in a friendly manner, "Three laymen, are you going to Chongyang Palace to burn incense?"

"Master Danyang and I are old acquaintances. This is the token he gave me." Su Ming glanced at them and handed over the token.

When the two Taoists heard that it was an old acquaintance of Master Danyangzi, they did not dare to neglect him and hurriedly took the jade pendant. After confirming it, a smile appeared on their faces. "So it turns out that you are an old acquaintance of Master Danyangzi. Senior, please follow me." After that, they returned the jade pendant and personally led the way for them.

Yang Tiexin and his daughter sighed inwardly, it turned out that he was really an old acquaintance of Taoist Ma. At this moment, the last trace of their vigilance disappeared. It was true that Guo Jing was their nephew, but after all, they had never met him. But Taoist Ma saved them, so their relationship was closer and more trustworthy. With him as a guarantee, it must be right.

Leaving a Taoist priest to continue guarding here, the four of them went up the mountain together.

While admiring the beautiful scenery of Mount Zhongnan, Su Ming secretly observed the Taoist in front of him. This disciple looked less than 20 years old, but he had a solid foundation of internal strength and his steps were light. It was obvious that he had mastered the art of martial arts. There were calluses on the palms of his hands, and it was obvious that he practiced swordsmanship frequently.

He should be a second-generation disciple of Quanzhen Sect. His martial arts skills are not very high, slightly worse than the Four Ghosts of the Yellow River. He is just a third-rate character in the martial arts world, but these disciples are the real elites and cornerstones of Quanzhen Sect. It is precisely because of these disciples that Quanzhen Sect was revered by all people during its peak period, and it also once had a huge scale of 3,000 Taoist temples and 80,000 followers. Of course, that was in the future, and the current Quanzhen Sect is still far from it.

But then again, the Quanzhen martial arts are undoubtedly the best in the world. Unfortunately, when the Seven Quanzhen disciples met Wang Chongyang to teach them, they were all middle-aged. They had passed the best age to practice superior martial arts, and it was difficult for them to tap the potential of Quanzhen martial arts.

The Quanzhen Sect was founded by Wang Chongyang, but was further developed by the Seven Masters of Quanzhen. For this reason, they gave up the anti-Jin strategy and instead eased their hatred with the Jin people. This enabled them to expand rapidly and become the largest sect in the world.

A lot of their energy was consumed by worldly things and the Seven Quanzhen disciples were not good at teaching their disciples, so they could only pass on their superficial understanding of the sect's martial arts to their disciples. However, Quanzhen internal energy was the foundation of the Quanzhen sect, and to practice this mysterious skill one must concentrate on it to achieve great success.

Among the three generations of disciples of Quanzhen Sect, the strongest ones, Zhao Zhijing and Zhen Zhibing, were far inferior to Sun Buer when they reached middle age. At best they were second-rate or even at the bottom. It can be said that there has been no capable figure in Quanzhen Sect since Wang Chongyang.

Zhou Botong has accumulated a lot of experience, but he has the mentality of an old naughty boy and cannot shoulder the heavy responsibility. Apart from him, the Quanzhen Sect has almost no outstanding masters. Although they seem to have a large number of people, they are very weak in terms of masters.

In The Return of the Condor Heroes, during the Mongolian attack on Chongyang Palace, Qiu Chuji and others even thought that if only one of King Jinlun, Nimoxing, Xiaoxiangzi, or Yin Kexi came, they would be in great trouble (of course, this was not the case in actual combat).

Of course, this is also related to the characteristics of Taoist internal strength. When the third generation of Quanzhen disciples began to learn, they were very young, full of energy and their minds were restless. How could they sit in meditation for a long time and concentrate on honing their true energy?

After people reach middle age, as their experience grows, their minds gradually become calmer, and they naturally conform to the essence of Quanzhen Xuan Gong. Therefore, Quanzhen disciples make faster progress after middle age than before. Apart from the Old Boy, Guo Jing is a living example.

He was of a simple nature and had a pure heart. He was completely focused when practicing and was able to receive the true teachings of Quanzhen internal energy, which understood its true meaning. In addition, he had laid a solid foundation before, so his internal energy improved rapidly in just two years.

The four of them were skilled in martial arts and were very fast on foot, so they arrived at Quanzhen Sect in less than half an hour.

The Taoist priest brought Su Ming and his party to the Sanqing Temple, where many pilgrims were offering incense. "Senior, please stay here for a while. I will go and report to my uncle."

"It doesn't matter, you go ahead."

The main hall of Chongyang Palace.

The statue of Wang Chongyang is enshrined here, and the seven Quanzhen disciples are seated under the statue in order, six men and one woman, namely Ma Yu, the disciple of Danyang, Qiu Chuji, the disciple of Changchun, Tan Chuduan, the disciple of Changzhen, Liu Chuxuan, the disciple of Changsheng, Wang Chuyi, the disciple of Yuyang, Hao Datong, the disciple of Guangning, and Sun Buer, the pure and quiet wanderer. Among them, Sun Buer was Ma Yu's wife before she became a monk.

The return of Ma Yu and Wang Chuyi to Quanzhen Sect should have been a happy event, but the news they brought back made everyone very worried. The disciples that Qiu Chuji recruited in the Jin Kingdom not only did not get close to Quanzhen Sect, but instead became enemies with them.

Qiu Chuji stroked his long beard, his face was very ugly, "Brother, I am ashamed. At the beginning, their family was implicated by me, and I felt guilty. I thought he was a descendant of a loyal and good man, so I made a bet with the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan, and then accepted him as my disciple. I didn't expect that I would teach such an ungrateful person. This evil disciple has such a bad character. My Quanzhen Sect is a famous and upright sect, and character and mentality are the most important. I have no face to accept such a disciple."

As he said that, he looked at the other six people and said, "Let's calculate the date. The Seven Freaks of Jiangnan should be here for the appointment. Let's forget about the martial arts competition at Zuixianlou in Jiaxing. When we find them, I will admit defeat in person and spread the word among my fellow martial artists."

Ma Yu sighed and said in a deep voice, "Brother, this matter cannot be blamed entirely on you. You have good intentions. Guo and Yang are both heroes with chivalrous hearts. They have suffered because of you. If you stand aside and watch, you will have no peace for the rest of your life." Suddenly, the seven people looked up outside the hall and saw a disciple walking in from outside. "Greetings, Master, Uncle, and Uncle." This disciple was Cui Zhifang, a disciple of Qiu Chuji.
They were discussing matters here and had told their disciples not to disturb them unless necessary. Since they were here, it must be because of something.

Qiu Chuji asked, "Zhifang, why are you here?"

"Master, three guests came down the mountain. One of them said he was an old acquaintance of my uncle and had a token of trust. I checked and the token is correct." After Cui Zhifang finished speaking, he turned his gaze to Ma Yu.

"My old acquaintance, and a keepsake?"

Ma Yu stroked his beard lightly, looking puzzled, and then the image of Su Ming flashed through his mind, and he exclaimed in surprise, "It's him!"

"Zhifang, this person must not be neglected. Please quickly invite him to the back hall to entertain him. I will be there later."

"As ordered."

After Cui Zhifang left, Hao Datong asked in confusion, "Brother, what is the origin of this person that he made you offer a token of trust?" The Seven Quanzhen Masters are famous all over the world, and the Quanzhen Sect is even more powerful. Apart from the Five Great Masters, there are not many people in the entire martial arts world who can be looked up to by them.

Hearing this, Ma Yu just smiled slightly and did not answer. Instead, he kept it a secret and said, "Wait, you will understand when you see it." After that, he got up and left.

The remaining six people looked at each other and said, "Let's go and take a look together!"

Sanqing Temple.

After Su Ming and his daughter Yang Tiexin offered incense to the Taoist ancestor, they left the main hall and wandered around. This is the ancestral home of the Quanzhen Sect, with many palaces, pavilions and lofts built here. The ground is paved with smooth bluestone slabs, and pilgrims come here to burn incense, listen to scriptures, and pray for their families.

After receiving the order, Cui Zhifang did not dare to neglect it and hurried over. "Senior, I have already reported to my uncle. He will be here soon. Please come this way."

Su Ming nodded slightly, "Thank you for your help."

The four of them followed Cui Zhifang to a courtyard in the back hall. There was a pond in the courtyard with lotus flowers planted. Green lotus leaves floated on the water. The environment was quiet and very pleasant.

After the three of them sat down, Cui Zhifang served them tea and snacks.

Su Ming drank tea and chatted with him casually, inquiring about the situation of Quanzhen Sect. Yang Tiexin and his daughter were much more restrained. They sat in their seats, their bodies tense, and did not look at them much.

Just as they were chatting excitedly, a voice came from the yard, "Su Xiaoyou, you are finally here." As the words fell, an old Taoist priest with white hair and beard stepped into the room, with a free and easy temperament, like a fairy.

Su Ming put down the teacup, stood up, and clasped his fists towards him, "Daoist Master Danyang, long time no see, long time no see."

Ma Yu had a warm smile on his face and exclaimed, "After two years, Su Xiaoyou is still as charming as ever. He really hasn't changed at all."

Su Ming also showed a hearty smile, "Master, you are joking. Compared with you, a carefree and immortal person, I am still far behind."

(End of this chapter)