The Return of the Condor Heroes: Starting with Conquering Huang Rong

Seeing that the woman was sleeping soundly, Yang Guo gently kissed her forehead.

Yang Guo picked up the package that the woman had prepared sometime earlier and went down the mountain.

He happened to run into a goalkeeper he knew very well.

"Junior Uncle, are you going to leave the mountain?"

Qingming came running over excitedly.

Yang Guo, seeing the gatekeeper's cunning nature, said, "Didn't you become a messenger? How come you've become a gatekeeper again?"

Qingming smiled obsequiously: "Junior nephew, aren't you seeing off your junior uncle as he leaves the mountain? One day, your junior uncle will surely ascend to the throne of the number one martial arts master. Junior nephew should take this opportunity to absorb your junior uncle's immortal energy."

Upon hearing this, Yang Guo glanced at him sideways.

With a thud, Qin Ming knelt down.

The other people on the path also knelt down immediately.

What's going on? Has this immortal unleashed his divine power?

Why did you suddenly kneel down?

There are unspeakable sorrows during Qingming Festival.

Even though he had met this junior uncle the first time and watched him become an immortal, why did this look in his eyes still frighten him?

He knelt down out of habit.

Yang Guo exclaimed that this was indeed a talented person, and it was a pity that he was a Taoist priest.

In this way, you will become a pioneer.

Looking at the "Qingxu" Taoist tablet in his hand, Qingming was deeply shocked.

The young Taoist priests around gathered around, hoping to catch a glimpse of his prowess, but to no avail.

He could only exclaim, "Qingming, you've struck it rich?"

"So you're the fourth generation's number one disciple?"

"That's right, since Senior Uncle Zhao has gone into seclusion to cultivate, Lu Qingdu's good days are over."

"If you become rich and powerful during Qingming Festival, let us not forget each other."

Meanwhile, Qingming, the person in question, was still in a daze when he suddenly ran up the mountain.

Yang Guo then traveled to the village where he had met Bo Mei.

After all, it was the village closest to the Quanzhen Sect, but I didn't expect the room to be empty.

It seems she never came back, nor did the elderly couple.

Yang Guo wanted to find a horse, but there were no horses in this dilapidated village, only two mules.

Then the villagers worshipped him as a god.

They insisted that he use his magic to relieve suffering and distress.

Despite Yang Guo's earnest attempts to persuade him, the Quanzhen Sect only had Taoist priests who could descend the mountain to subdue demons and monsters.

Fortunately, his face was so convincing that the villagers dared not disobey the deity's command.

Yang Guo finally got rid of the villagers, and he was too lazy to look for any more horses.

Yang Guo came down the mountain with the intention of making the Quanzhen Sect famous.

So he immediately used the Golden Goose Skill.

His battle with Ouyang Feng that day had already been spread throughout the country by the martial arts people who came to witness the event.

"The Quanzhen Sect is truly blessed; can such an outstanding young man really abandon his prime years to become a Taoist priest?"

"Who says otherwise? But I heard that the Quanzhen Sect betrothed the most beautiful woman in the Central Plains to that young man. He couldn't resist the temptation and joined the sect."

Someone scoffed, "What rubbish about being the number one beauty? Has she even passed my test? But speaking of the number one beauty, I have to mention the woman in white I saw yesterday morning. Tsk tsk. She was truly beautiful, absolutely stunning."

After he finished speaking, the man was practically drooling.

The conversation shifted from the Quanzhen Sect to women.

It has to be said that this topic has remained popular for a long time.

"I've made up my mind, I'm going to find Huang Rong."

The crowd looked at the burly man who was spouting arrogant words and mocked him.

The man was furious: "You don't know anything! Guo Jing is a master of his own craft. He and Huang Rong divorced long ago. Although she's older, she's incredibly talented and skilled. She's even more adept at being trained by Guo Jing than he is."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a sudden gust of wind descended from the sky.

All the people saw was a celestial being descending from the sky in a Taoist robe.

The celestial being slammed down with a palm strike, and the man who had just boasted about finding Huang Rong was instantly blasted off his horse, bleeding from all seven orifices, and all the meridians in his body were severed.

But strangely, the horse beneath him was completely unharmed.

They're still grazing with their heads down.

Everyone watched in horror as the Taoist-robed youth gracefully landed on the horse's back.

"Huang Rong is my woman, and you dare to insult her."

Yang Guo lowered his gaze and looked at the half-dead, burly man, saying:

"Considering this is your first offense, I will cripple all your meridians."

No one else dared to move, not even a loud breath could be heard.

He thought to himself, "You immortal, or a Taoist priest, how dare you have a woman?"

Is he really a legitimate Taoist priest?

But no one dared to give him a look, for fear that he would slap them in the face as well.

Yang Guo paused on horseback for a few breaths.

Then, with a stomp of his foot, his body rose high into the sky.

The horse he had used for leverage was still grazing quietly, as if the man's foot hadn't landed on it at all.

Someone stammered, "I don't know whose woman Huang Rong is. So if there's more gossip, won't this Taoist immortal come after us for murder?"

Just as everyone was about to breathe a sigh of relief, they heard a loud crash, and the ground beneath the four hooves instantly cracked open.

Everyone gasped sharply.

Just as I was about to exhale.

Suddenly, another figure descended.

Yang Guo seemed to have heard about the most beautiful woman in the Central Plains first, and then heard about Huang Rong?

The crowd saw that the Taoist priest, who looked like a Taoist, had the appearance of an immortal, and acted like a demon, had appeared again.

Unable to exhale, they all turned red in the face from holding their breath.

"What did you just say about the most beautiful woman in the Central Plains?"

Yang Guo looked up at the person who had said those words.

The man suddenly dismounted and knelt down: "Master Daoist, no, I didn't say that! What 'most beautiful woman in the Central Plains'? I only know that she's definitely not as beautiful as Grandma Huang Rong. Grandma Huang Rong is the most beautiful woman!"

Upon hearing this, everyone quickly dismounted and echoed the sentiment.

Yang Guo was speechless: "Oh, that woman in white is also an old friend of mine. Don't worry, I'm not looking for trouble."

Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

They thought this Taoist priest only recognized Huang Rong as the most beautiful woman, and was looking for an excuse to kill them.

After listening to their story, Yang Guo flew away again.

With doubts in his heart, he realized that the person in white with two swords was undoubtedly Xiaolongnu.

But why did she chase after the two Taoist priests?

I don't know where she went.

Yang Guo was completely clueless.

So they chose to settle in the nearest city.

The guards watched as a fairy descended from the sky.

One of them suddenly slapped the other.

"Damn it, why did you hit me?"

"Kid, have we met a deity?"

The young soldiers were itching to fight back.

But seeing that the immortal had already approached the city gate, he subconsciously dared not act recklessly.

The two guards hurriedly stepped forward and performed a seemingly proper salute, which Yang Guo, who was unfamiliar with such etiquette, returned in kind.

"Immortal Dao, are you looking for a place to stay?"

"My master is most fond of seeking the Dao and visiting immortals. If he sees an immortal at the door, he will definitely go out to greet him."

The soldier's face was full of smiles.

"Thank you for the invitation. I am grateful and will certainly pay you a visit."

Yang Guo also wanted to see what level this local official was at.

As Yang Guo walked down the street, a beggar was peering out from a short distance away.

Yang Guo, with his keen eyesight, immediately realized that this person was observing him.

He didn't pay any attention.

Yang Guo arrived at the restaurant and ordered a table of dishes.

These days he's either at the Ancient Tomb Sect or the Quanzhen Sect, and he's really lost his tongue.

If it weren't for the stunningly beautiful woman accompanying him, he really wouldn't have been able to control his appetite.

A young man, barely twenty years old and with an air of otherworldly wisdom, was indulging in a feast.

It drew the attention of other diners.

"Hey, does anyone else think he looks a lot like a Taoist priest from the Quanzhen School?"

"No need to beat around the bush, this place isn't far from the Quanzhen Sect anyway, and I think he is Yang Guo!"

"Shall I go and test the waters?"

Everyone was curious: why would this woman, who had barely spoken a word the whole way, take the initiative?