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

As soon as Guo Jing finished speaking, Huo Du's pupils contracted.

No wonder his senior brother Darba was defeated in just a few moves.

It was Guo Jing!

Now, Huo Du's eyes became "clear," and he forced a smile and cupped his hands in greeting.

"So it's none other than Guo Jing, the Golden Sword Prince Consort of my Mongol Kingdom!"

"sorry!"

Huo Du was very shrewd. Seeing that Guo Jing had arrived and that things were hopeless today, he immediately backed down.

"I have witnessed the brilliance of Master Guo today, and I admire him greatly. However, I have other matters to attend to today, so I will have to take my leave!"

After saying that, he turned and left with his group of martial arts practitioners.

Just then, Zhao Zhijing's shout rang out outside Chongyang Palace.

"You audacious lecher! How dare you trespass into Chongyang Palace!"

Then Zhao Zhijing rushed up with a group of disciples, his hat askew.

They were covered in dirt and looked quite disheveled, and they happened to be blocking the doorway.

It turned out that Zhao Zhijing had heard that a lecherous thief was coming to Zhongnan Mountain, so in order to show off, he had been keeping an eye on the foot of the mountain.

As it happened, they encountered Guo Jing who was coming up the mountain. They immediately mistook Guo Jing for a lecherous thief and gathered a group of third-generation disciples to form an ambush.

As a result, Guo Jing quickly broke through the formation and headed straight for Chongyang Palace on the mountain.

Zhao Zhijing and the others were far less fast than Guo Jing, which is why they only just caught up and ran back now.

Now, having run into Huo Du and his group, Zhao Zhijing assumed they were with Guo Jing.

"If we can't beat that farmer, we can at least beat you!"

Thinking of this, Zhao Zhijing's eyes lit up, and he picked up his sword, ready to show off.

"You audacious scoundrel! How dare you trespass into Chongyang Palace!"

As it turned out, Nadarba was straightforward. When he saw Zhao Zhijing rushing up, he directly smashed Zhao Zhijing back several steps with his vajra pestle.

Fortunately, he was caught by other disciples behind him, preventing him from falling to the ground.

Inside Chongyang Palace, Wang Jiuling saw Huo Du and the others about to leave so arrogantly, and he turned to look at Ma Yu.

"Master Master! Are we just going to let them leave so easily?"

Ma Yu shook his head, signaling Wang Jiuling not to rush, and at the same time called out to Zhao Zhijing outside the door:

"Zhijing! Don't stop them!"

Zhao Zhijing was stunned by the sudden blow, and with Ma Yu's orders, he could only watch Huo Du and the others leave.

Wang Jiuling was unwilling to accept this.

He understood Ma Yu's concerns; killing Huo would invite retaliation from the Mongols.

But what about those opportunistic江湖人 (jianghu people) who take advantage of the chaos? Are they not allowed to be touched either?

If Ma Yu hadn't stopped him, Wang Jiuling would have left at least a few people behind today.

At this moment, Zhao Zhijing scurried in. As soon as he saw Guo Jing standing next to the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, chatting and laughing, he immediately knew something was wrong.

He practically slid to his knees and knelt down in front of Ma Yu and Qiu Chuji.

"Sect Leader! Master! Those thieves have trespassed into Chongyang Palace! Your disciple is too late to protect you!"

At this moment, Guo Jing had already called Yang Guo, who had followed and was hiding outside the door, in, and then explained to the Seven Masters of Quanzhen what had happened in front of the mountain gate in a few words.

Qiu Chuji glared angrily and kicked Zhao Zhijing to the ground.

"They can't distinguish between friend and foe! Utterly foolish!!"

"Do you know that by summoning all the disciples of the sect to the mountain gate, you gave the Mongols an opportunity to take advantage of you!"

"If it weren't for Zhibing and Jiuling's timely return and Jing'er's rescue today, how much loss would our Quanzhen Sect have suffered?"

Qiu Chuji's face turned red with anger.

Ma Yu and the others also looked unfriendly. Zhao Zhijing knew he had caused trouble, so he kept begging for mercy.

In the end, Guo Jing stepped forward to explain, saying it was just a misunderstanding.

"When you get back today, you'll be facing the wall in repentance!!" Qiu Chuji kicked him again.

With Guo Jing pleading for mercy and Zhao Zhijing apologizing to Guo Jing, the matter was temporarily put behind them.

Wang Jiuling watched this scene quietly, feeling that Zhao Zhijing was utterly hopeless.

At that moment, he was patted on the shoulder.

He turned around and found that it was Yang Guo.

"Do you remember me? I'm Yang Guo! We met in Jiaxing a year ago!" Yang Guo recognized Wang Jiuling as soon as he saw him.

Wang Jiuling nodded with a smile.

"This humble Taoist priest certainly remembers Brother Yang!"

Hearing that Wang Jiuling remembered him, Yang Guo was also very happy. The young man had come to Chongyang Palace and was surrounded by strangers. Suddenly seeing a "familiar face" made him feel more comfortable.

Guo Jing, who was talking to the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, frowned when he saw Yang Guo like this.

Guo Jing thought to himself:

The reason I brought my son to Zhongnan Mountain this time is to have him become a disciple of Quanzhen Taoism.

This Brother Wang is a third-generation disciple of Quanzhen Sect, and will be Yang Guo's senior in the sect from now on. He must be taught proper etiquette from now on, and must not be so rude...

So he immediately spoke up:

"Guo'er! Don't be rude!"

Yang Guo pursed his lips and stepped back after Guo Jing said that, which made Wang Jiuling laugh out loud.

The Quanzhen Sect's crisis was resolved, but the impact still needed to be dealt with. Ma Yu had the third-generation disciples meet with Guo Jing and then told them to leave.

Wang Jiuling and Zhen Zhibing were the last to be left behind, and they received a lot of praise from the Seven Masters of Quanzhen.

Zhao Zhijing lost face badly this time and slunk away to reflect on his actions.

Early the next morning, Wang Jiuling was summoned to Chongyang Palace by Ma Yu.

Upon arrival, he discovered that not only him, but also several of the top disciples from the third generation had come.

Guo Jing stood with Yang Guo beside the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, while Ma Yu pointed at Wang Jiuling and the others.

"Jing'er, these are all the best disciples of the third generation! Today, we will choose one of them to be Yang Guo's master!"

Guo Jing smiled and looked at the group, while Yang Guo, standing beside him, peeked out curiously.

Yang Guo was actually observing Wang Jiuling.

He arrived late yesterday and did not witness Wang Jiuling's extraordinary martial arts skills.

He felt strange:

[This Taoist priest is about my age, so his martial arts skills can't be much higher, right? Why is he being treated with such importance?]

Unexpectedly, both Ma Yu and Guo Jing noticed that Yang Guo's gaze was fixed on Wang Jiuling. The two exchanged a glance, and Ma Yu smiled and pointed in Wang Jiuling's direction.

"Jing'er!"

"Jiuling is your Uncle Wang Chuyi's personal disciple. He is of upright character and his martial arts skills are the best in three generations! He can be described as excellent in both character and learning! It just so happens that he has no disciples under his tutelage."

"Besides, he and Yang Guo are about the same age and get along well. In my opinion, it would be better to let Yang Guo become Jiu Ling's disciple. What do you think?"

Upon hearing this, Guo Jing recalled his two encounters with Wang Jiuling and how well he had treated him... He immediately smiled and nodded.

"Junior Brother Wang is a young hero, and I am an old acquaintance of his. If that's the case, then it would be perfect!"

"I just wonder if Junior Brother is willing?"

Wang Jiuling was just there to watch the drama unfold, since in the original story Yang Guo was a disciple of Zhao Zhijing.

Unexpectedly, he ended up getting caught up in the drama himself.

"Jiuling! Are you willing?" Ma Yu looked at Wang Jiuling with a smile, and Wang Chuyi behind him also had a big smile on his face.

Since Ma Yu spoke up personally, Wang Jiuling naturally couldn't refuse, so he immediately stepped forward.

"This disciple is willing! I will certainly not fail the trust placed in me by my senior master and senior brother Guo!"

Yang Guo, standing to the side, stared wide-eyed at the scene in astonishment.