The Condor Heroes: The Quanzhen Sect has produced a vengeful master!

Lu Wushuang and Gongsun Lüe successfully became Sun Bu'er's disciples.

However, compared to Lu Wushuang's carefree nature, Sun Bu'er clearly preferred Gongsun Lü'e.

But out of respect for Wang Jiuling and Wang Chuyi, Sun Bu'er would naturally do her best to teach her personally.

Upon hearing that Li Mochou had died and that Wang Jiuling had now brought Lu Wushuang back, Wang Chuyi, though not saying it aloud, was clearly very pleased.

Upon hearing that Wang Jiuling's sword was missing, he immediately went to Ma Yu to discuss giving Wang Jiuling a precious sword hidden in Quanzhen Temple.

Wang Jiuling, however, had no time to care about any of this.

He immediately went to the western mountain peak where he used to practice his skills.

This place is usually deserted, because everyone knows it's where Wang Jiuling cultivates.

Wang Jiuling left his words on the stone and waited expectantly for Wang Chongyang to arrive.

Days passed, and Wang Jiuling waited there every day while cultivating his spiritual practice.

He no longer focuses on the radical growth of internal strength.

Instead, he started his cultivation from the Great Dao Song, and then progressed to the Innate Skill, the Nine Yang Divine Skill, and the Nine Yin Manual.

Step by step, we solidify the foundation and hone our skills.

The hardest part is taking another step forward from the top, but even the slightest progress makes a fundamental difference.

It's snowing again on Zhongnan Mountain.

Wang Jiuling stood alone on the edge of the cliff. The falling snowflakes were blown away by the breeze as soon as they approached him.

creak!

There was the sound of footsteps in the snow behind us; it was Gongsun Lü'e, who was also dressed in a Quanzhen Taoist robe.

Wang Jiuling did not turn around, and Gongsun Lü'e came and stood beside him.

"Senior brother, Uncle Wang said that a letter has arrived from Xiangyang, asking you to go to Chongyang Palace after you return."

Wang Jiuling nodded, but his gaze remained fixed on the distance. "Senior Brother, is something on your mind?"

Gongsun Lü'e was perceptive and noticed Wang Jiuling's emotions.

Wang Jiuling turned around, smiled, and shook his head, saying nothing more. "It's nothing."

He has been back for a year and a half.

At first, he was full of anticipation.

But after three months, Wang Chongyang still did not reappear.

Later, he searched for it in the Zhongnan Mountains.

To this day, he has searched every corner of Zhongnan Mountain, but he has never seen the patriarch again.

Wang Jiuling didn't know if the other party was intentionally avoiding him or for some other reason.

I felt a vague sense of unease, but I couldn't quite put my finger on what the problem was.

"Why are you the only one here? Where's Wushuang?"

Gongsun Lü'e said with a smile, "Today, some disciples need to go down the mountain to make purchases. Junior Sister Wushuang insisted on going, but Master thought that she had been on the mountain for a year and a half and had been quite diligent in her training, so he let her go down the mountain for a walk."

Wang Jiuling nodded. "Speaking of which, you've been up the mountain for quite a while now. Why don't you go with Junior Sister Wushuang? Staying on the mountain all the time must be boring."

Gongsun Lü'e looked at Wang Jiuling and thought to herself:

The scenery on or at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain is no different to me; it's just that I'm here because you're here.

But she only thought these words to herself.

Gongsun Lü'e stood there with Wang Jiuling for a long time before the two left.

Upon arriving at Chongyang Palace, Wang Jiuling quickly met Ma Yu and the others.

"Jiuling! Look at this! This is a letter from your senior brother Guo in Xiangyang City."

Ma Yu handed a letter to Wang Jiuling, saying:

"Your senior brother Guo and his wife plan to hold a heroes' gathering at Dasheng Pass in three months, in the name of the Beggars' Sect, to invite heroes from all over the world to discuss the matter of resisting the Mongols."

"The Quanzhen Sect will also receive an invitation this time; your senior brother Guo wrote to me in advance to let me know!"

Ma Yu patted Wang Jiuling on the shoulder.

"Jiuling, the rest of us will not be attending this Heroes' Gathering. You and your Senior Brother Zhibing will lead the disciples to participate!"

Now, under Wang Jiuling's influence, more and more Quanzhen disciples who have mastered martial arts are going down the mountain to uphold justice.

As Wang Jiuling said: The roots of the Quanzhen School cannot be planted only near Zhongnan Mountain, but must also spread to more places.

With a higher position, things would be easier to get things done, and everyone agreed with Wang Jiuling's suggestion.

Therefore, the Quanzhen School has far fewer members nowadays; they have all gone down the mountain.

The Seven Masters of Quanzhen needed to be present to oversee things.

They're getting old, and Quanzhen Sect can't rely solely on their reputations anymore. It's a good thing for the disciples to take on more challenges.

Wang Jiuling agreed without hesitation.

Actually, he was originally planning to go down the mountain because he always felt that the Patriarch Chongyang might not be in Zhongnan Mountain.

The more Wang Jiuling thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

In the letter, Guo Jing also mentioned something else: he wanted to ask Wang Jiuling to tell Yang Guo about it at the Ancient Tomb.

Guo Jing hadn't seen him for a long time and missed him, so he wanted Yang Guo to go to the Heroes' Gathering with him.

"Jiuling, you're the only one suitable to deliver this letter!"

Ma Yu was clearly still bothered by the relationship between Yang Guo and Ouyang Feng.

Soon, Wang Jiuling appeared on the back mountain and called out to Yang Guo through the tomb gate, and finally saw him.

In fact, over the years, whenever Wang Jiuling was in Zhongnan Mountain, he would sometimes see Yang Guo, but not often.

Upon meeting, Yang Guo excitedly boasted to Wang Jiuling about his martial arts skills. "Master! My martial arts have improved again recently!"

He and Xiaolongnu practiced the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra together and achieved some success.

Wang Jiuling smiled and looked at Yang Guo.

Yang Guo has now grown up and is only one year younger than Wang Jiuling.

However, perhaps because he has been living in the ancient tomb for the past few years, he still retains a childlike quality.

"Didn't your aunt stop you from seeing me?"

When Wang Jiuling asked this question, Yang Guo waved his hand.

"My aunt used to dislike me going out of the ancient tomb, but this time she seems to have changed her mind and didn't stop me anymore!"

Yang Guo's mind wasn't on that.

"Master! My martial arts skills are not bad now. Sooner or later I will go to Chongyang Palace and give those unreasonable people a good scolding!"

Hehe! But of course, that doesn't include you, Master!

Yang Guo still remembers how his master injured his hand and bled profusely for him, and how difficult it was for his master at that time.

Of all the Quanzhen School members, only Wang Jiuling was truly good to him.

He will remember this kindness for the rest of his life.

In Yang Guo's mind, as long as he improves his martial arts skills and shows off his prowess in front of those Taoist priests, and then becomes an upright person like his master, he can bring honor to his master.

Let those old fogies see what's going on.

Wang Jiuling shook his head helplessly.

"You brat, with your martial arts skills, you think you can go to Chongyang Palace and insult people?"

"Even if I don't take action, you won't be able to leave Chongyang Palace in the end."

Yang Guo was clearly somewhat unconvinced; his martial arts skills had improved, and he had become a bit arrogant.

Then, Wang Jiuling gave Yang Guo some pointers on martial arts.

Then, Yang Guo was sent flying by Wang Jiuling's palm strike, landing on the ground with a mouthful of snow.

"Pah! Pah!"

Master! How come your martial arts are so high?!

"I can't even withstand one of your moves?"

Yang Guo got up, his face full of disbelief.

All that pride I had just felt vanished.

How could that be?

He practiced martial arts with his aunt every day, and the two often sparred. He thought his martial arts skills were already quite good, but he couldn't even withstand a single move from his master.

Did he train for nothing all these years?

"You brat, your master will always be your master!"

Wang Jiuling stood with his hands behind his back, his expression unchanged.

The worst thing in martial arts training is arrogance and impatience. Today, he gave Yang Guo a little shock and also told the kid to keep his temper in check.