As mentioned earlier, Yang Fan agreed to the request of his eldest brother Yang Dingtian and was ready to join the Ming Sect and serve as the right envoy of light. But the sect leader Yi Ji expressed doubts about Yang Fan's strength and instigated the four Dharma kings to provoke Yang Fan. In anger, Yang Fan made a big fuss about Mingjiao and took Dugu Xing towards Zhongnan Mountain.

At this time, a sloppy, about thirty-year-old Taoist was heading towards the Rongchuan villa not far from Zhongnan Mountain. The Rim River Villa was the residence of the Tang Dynasty poet Wang Wei. It was in this place that Wang Wei wrote the famous poem "Autumn Evening in the Mountain House".

The Taoist stepped on an arched bridge, took a flat boat, and crossed the empty lotus pond. Behind the lotus pond is a small stream, the Taoist rolls up his trousers, looks up is the pine waves, and bows down is the gurgling water. After crossing the river, a boulder lies in front of it, and there are four big characters on it: "Rim River Villa". Behind is a staircase, winding and twisting. Climb the stairs, see the pine and cypress, and feel the birdsong mountain secluded. Walking to the mountainside, there is a pavilion wings on the spring, pear blossom pavilion also. The Taoist people rested in the pavilion and walked towards the top of the mountain. Standing on the top of the mountain, the Taoist is arrogant and steep, and he can't help but look up to the sky and roar, and the sound shocks the empty valley.

After leaving Mingjiao, Yang Fan was idle and took Dugu Xing to play outside for a few days, and the hazy relationship between the two heated up again. For more than ten days, Zhongnan Mountain has been in front of you. Yang Fan has been away from home for a long time, and when he saw Zhongnan Mountain in sight, he could no longer suppress his thoughts about Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu, and pulled Dugu Xing towards Zhongnan Mountain. After going up the mountain, Yang Fan noticed that something was wrong. In the past, it was difficult to find people in Nanshan, but now there is a post in five steps and a post in ten steps on this mountain, and the clothes are all people from the Quanzhen Sect.

Yang Fan has lived in the ancient tomb for more than ten years and rarely has any contact with the Quanzhen Sect. Seeing the battle of the old neighbors, he couldn't help but go to Chongyang Palace curiously. Outside the Chongyang Palace, a sloppy Taoist stood tall, and around him were seven Taoist men in their fifties who confronted him with swords.

"Poor Dao has admired the Quanzhen Sect for a long time, and this time he came only to learn and communicate, and he has no other intention. Quanzhen Sect is the bull ear of the world's martial arts, shouldn't it be this kind of hospitality?" the man glanced around and said to the person in charge.

This leading Taoist priest is none other than Lu Qingdu, a disciple of Zhao Zhijing. When Zhao Zhijing was stung to death by Zhou Botong with a jade bee, Lu Qingdu saw this and hurriedly turned his head and took refuge in Qiu Chuji's disciple Yin Zhiping. After the seven sons of Quanzhen passed away one after another, Zhen Zhibing, who was supposed to take over as the head of the sect, died under the sword of Xiaolongnu again, and the position of the head of the Quanzhen Sect fell into the hands of Yin Zhiping. Over the years, Yin Zhiping has restrained his disciples and made great efforts, but the Quanzhen Sect has recovered some vitality. Lu Qingdu was outside the Chongyang Palace that day, and when he saw Yang Guo defeat Zhao Zhijing, Nemo Xing, Jinlun Guoshi and others, he felt aggrieved. This logistics practiced martial arts, and he became the most outstanding person among the four generations of disciples of the Quanzhen Sect.

Although the Quanzhen Sect has recovered some vitality over the years, its strength and status have obviously plummeted. Although the man spoke sincerely, his sentences were particularly harsh in Lu Qingdu's ears.

"Array. Lu Qingdu let out a clear drink, and the other six Daoists immediately occupied the position. This formation is the famous Tiangang Beidou Formation of the Quanzhen Sect. Seeing that it was difficult to stop, the sloppy Daoist began to observe this formation with interest. After a while, I saw him take a step forward, and he happened to stand in the "North Star position". Lu Qingdu couldn't help but be shocked when he saw that the "North Star position" was occupied. As everyone knows, this "North Star Position" is the key to cracking the Tiangang Beidou Array. Lu Qingdu is experienced after all, he was originally in the shaking light position, and he took six steps forward directly to the Tianshu position. And the Tianshu Daoist took two steps back and arrived at the Tianji position. The rest of the Taoists also changed their directions. In this way, the Tiangang Beidou Array is still there, but the sloppy Taoist has lost the "North Star position".

The man smiled slightly, took five steps in an inexplicable direction, took three steps backwards diagonally, and then took another step to the left. At this moment, the place under his feet is still the "North Star position". Seeing this, Lu Qingdu once again led the formation to change. Three times in a row, sloppy Taoists can always occupy the "North Star position" at the first time. Lu Qingdu sighed, and stabbed at the man with his sword. Seeing that Lu Qingdu was fierce, the sloppy Taoist didn't dare to slack off, so he slashed at Lu Qingdu, deflected his sword, and then stretched out his finger and flicked it on the sword. Lu Qingdu suddenly felt a strong force coming, and the long sword in his hand was almost unable to hold it.

Lu Qingdu knew that the Tiangang Beidou Array was useless to this person, so he gestured to the rest of the Daoists. The rest of the people hurriedly stood behind Lu Qingdu, put their palms on his shoulders, and Lu Qingdu's momentum changed, and he used the seven-star gathering created by Qiu. The sloppy Taoist's face was slightly solemn, and he drew his sword and fought sword against sword. "Bang!" the two swords intersected, Lu Qingdu took three steps back, and the sloppy Taoist also took a step back.

"Qingdu, stand down, you are no match for him. "A Taoist with white hair walked out of Chongyang Palace, it was Yin Zhiping, the head of the Quanzhen Sect. The sloppy Taoist saw Yin Zhiping's immortal style and extraordinary bearing, and secretly praised him in his heart and saluted him. Yin Zhiping also returned the salute.

"Make a move. "Yin Zhiping, as the head of the Quanzhen Sect, naturally can't take advantage of the younger generation.

"The younger generations are here to learn, and they don't dare to make mistakes. Let's ask the seniors to come in. "The sloppy Taoist said respectfully.

Yin Zhiping nodded, and pushed towards the sloppy Taoist with one palm, which was the Quanzhen Sect's peerless "Frost Breaking Ice Palm Technique". Yin Zhiping saw that his opponent was not very old, and he expected that his skills were limited, so he was ready to win with internal strength. Seeing this, the sloppy Taoist also launched a palm. The two palms touched, Yin Zhiping felt that the other party's internal force was upright and peaceful, although he was not overbearing, but he dissolved his internal force cleanly. As the other party's internal strength became stronger and stronger, it seemed endless, but Yin Zhiping had long been unable to make ends meet, and it was difficult to continue. Suddenly, Yin Zhiping felt a sudden lightening of the pressure, knowing that others had shown mercy.

"The seniors are proficient, but the juniors are far behind, so they go down the mountain. The sloppy Taoist bowed to Yin Zhiping and walked towards the bottom of Zhongnan Mountain.

"Wait. Since the Patriarch of Chongyang, I have always regarded myself as a famous and righteous person, how can I be a person who deceives the world and steals fame. After Yin Zhiping finished speaking, he knelt down in the direction of Chongyang Patriarch.

"Disciple Yin Zhiping, since he took charge of Quanzhen, he has done his best and dared not sleep at night. However, his qualifications are dull, and he has lived to be a dog for decades. Today, the face of the Quanzhen Sect has been completely disgraced, and he does not dare to live in the world. As he spoke, he raised his sword and wiped it from his neck.

"Bang!" Yin Zhiping's sword in his hand was smashed in half, and he said blankly: "Flick your fingers! Which master has come to the Quanzhen Sect?"

"It's been a hundred times since Yin Zhangjiao died, but who will clean up this stall of the Quanzhen Sect?" Yang Fan walked towards everyone with Dugu Xing.

"The words of the young man made the old Taoist enlightened. For the sake of temporary honor and disgrace, Lao Dao almost broke a big thing. Yin Zhiping looked at Yang Fan, ashamed and grateful.

"Don't be sad about the sect, the martial arts of the Quanzhen Sect are the best in the world, how can a few mountains and villages provoke. The boy is not talented, and he has learned a few tricks of true swordsmanship from his father, and today he will offer his ugliness in front of his predecessors. Yang Fan said and walked towards the sloppy Taoist.

"Please. Yang Fan said to the sloppy Taoist.

The sloppy Taoist saw that he was young, but he seemed to have a grandmaster bearing, and he didn't dare to slack off, so he stabbed a sword forward. Seeing this, Yang Fan drew his sword and stabbed obliquely, which was a move in the Quanzhen swordsmanship, "Dingyang Needle". This move was dignified, and it won the essence of the Quanzhen Sword Technique, and the Quanzhen Sect disciples present all applauded when they saw it.

The blade of the man's sword turned and drew a circle, which did not intersect with Yang Fan's long sword. Yang Fan saw that the other party avoided but did not fight, handed out the long sword, and used the "rampant desert north" in the Quanzhen swordsmanship, and the middle palace went straight and stabbed at the Taoist's Yunmen acupoint. The sloppy Taoist dodged sideways, his sword crossed his left hand, and his right hand fist was shocking, and he punched Yang Fan. Yang Fan saw that although this punch was only one move, it blocked all the directions of his four directions, and felt very familiar.

"It's in all directions!, how can you know my father's moves?" Yang Fan exclaimed.

When the Dao man heard this, he immediately put away his fists and asked, "Who is Ling Zun?"

"My father's surname Yang has been changed, and the people in the rivers and lakes are called the Condor Heroes. ”