With the death of Huo Du's group, the chaos in Chongyang Palace gradually subsided, and many Quanzhen disciples were busy cleaning up the mess, burying the corpses, and cleaning the bloodstains.

As for Taiyuan, he was talking with the seven sons of Quanzhen in the Chongyang Hall at this time.

Although a few of the seven sons were injured, especially Sun Buer, he completely endured a vajra from Darba, and the injury was serious, but Taiyuan cultivated at this time, and his innate true qi was out, and his internal injuries had stabilized, and the rest were some skin injuries, and he slowly recuperated for a few months, and there was no big problem.

As he spoke, a young Taoist priest rushed into the main hall, his face faintly panicked.

"A few uncles and ancestors, the big thing is not good, there is another powerful person under the mountain, all the uncles and uncles are not his opponents, and they will soon be broken through to Chongyang Palace. ”

This young man is a disciple of the fourth generation of Qing characters of the Quanzhen Sect, and he is not very old, and at this time, he may be too frightened, and his face is a little pale.

"What? It's too much, when I'm in the Quanzhen Sect, where anyone dares to come and spread wild?"

Qiu Chuji was short-tempered, and when he heard this, he immediately roared angrily, stood up, and was about to kill with his sword.

"Master, put your anger away for the time being, let's go and have a look. ”

Taiyuan stopped him by saying that after the battle just now, although Qiu Chuji was not injured, his strength was also huge, and he had never recovered his vitality until now, so it was really not suitable to fight again, not to mention, he also wanted to see who dared to kill Chongyang Palace at this time.

"Hmph, it's okay, Taiyuan apprentice, it's up to you to go and find out, if there is really someone who doesn't know what to do, just kill it. ”

Taiyuan nodded, fluttering under his feet, out of the Chongyang Palace, after a short walk, he heard a chaos on the mountain road not far away, and there was a faint sound of gold and iron, obviously someone was fighting.

After walking a few steps, Taiyuan saw that on a mountain road, more than a dozen Quanzhen disciples were holding long swords, and they were surrounding and attacking a middle-aged man in plain clothes.

Looking closely, the middle-aged man was bare-handed, just a pair of fleshy palms, shooting back and forth, the palm wind was whistling, the true qi roared, like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, no matter how those true disciples attacked, they couldn't get close to the three feet around him.

With Taiyuan's eyesight, it can naturally be seen that this middle-aged man has left room for his actions, otherwise, those dozen or so young Quanzhen disciples are afraid that they will be defeated in the blink of an eye, where can they support it for so long.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it is indeed Guo Jing of Peach Blossom Island below, please go to Chongyang Palace to report, Ma Dao Chang Qiu Dao Chang and others all know it. ”

The middle-aged man is none other than Guo Jing, more than ten years have passed, and the honest young man at the beginning has become more and more calm and steady at this time.

"It's ridiculous, who is Guo Jing Guo Daxia, where do you look like Guo Daxia, I see that you also came to my Chongyang Palace to make trouble, junior brothers, stabilize the formation, you must not let him kill Chongyang Palace. ”

A young Taoist priest shouted, and the Quanzhen disciples around him suddenly agreed, all of them looked vigilant, not daring to be careless, the pace under his feet turned, and the Tiangang Beidou Array slowly operated, trapping Guo Jing in the formation.

Guo Jing's face was stunned, and he was depressed in his heart, the situation at this time was really difficult, he had a deep relationship with the Quanzhen Sect, and it was not easy to be heavy-handed with these Quanzhen disciples, but now he was misunderstood, and he couldn't even reach Chongyang Palace.

Taiyuan shook his head slightly, these Quanzhen disciples are inexperienced, although Guo Jing didn't use all his strength just now, but his palm technique is clearly the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending, this kind of world-class learning, if it is a person with a little more experience in the rivers and lakes, he can definitely recognize it, but there are so many Quanzhen disciples present, none of them can recognize it.

Thinking of this, he didn't delay any longer, and if he went on like this, he didn't know what would happen.

The figure flashed, and after Taiyuan appeared, he said loudly: "Stop it!"

Many Quanzhen disciples shook their brains, and they involuntarily stopped their hands, turned around and looked, and saw a young Taoist.

"Ah, it's Uncle Taiyuan!"

A few of the disciples had seen Taiyuan on the square just now, although the time was short, but they also inquired about the identity of this mysterious master, and knew that this person was a legendary figure in the Quanzhen Sect, the sword god Taiyuan, and when he saw him here, he exclaimed on the spot.

"What? is Uncle Taiyuan, the legendary number one master in the world?"

Everyone was shocked, but they didn't dare to slack off, and they took a few steps back and stopped shooting.

They thought very clearly in their hearts, since Uncle Taiyuan is here, no matter how powerful the martial arts of the middle-aged man in front of him are, he is definitely not an opponent, how can the prestige of the world's number one master be idle?

"Brother Guo, I haven't seen you for many years, don't come to harm?"

Taiyuan smiled lightly, looked at Guo Jing and said.

When Guo Jing saw the person in front of him, his expression was in a trance, as if he had returned to the scene of more than ten years ago, on the top of Nahua Mountain, one person and one sword, defeating the world's masters.

Tai Yuan, the sword god Tai Yuan, he is very familiar with Tai Yuan, so he naturally will not admit his mistake.

"Brother Taiyuan, is it really you? I haven't seen you for more than ten years, and you still have the same style. ”

Guo Jing sighed, looking at Taiyuan's youth-like face, Guo Jing was surprised in his heart.

He knew that Taiyuan Dao was similar to his age, but now more than ten years have passed, and he has reached middle age, but Taiyuan still has the same appearance, and this kind of immortal posture is really amazing.

"Brother Guo, why did you come to Zhongnan Mountain this time, why did you still have a conflict with these teachers and nephews?"

Hearing Taiyuan ask, Guo Jing's expression moved, and then he reacted, and hurriedly shouted towards the woods next to the mountain road: "Come on, come here." After greeting him, he said to Taiyuan : "Brother Taiyuan brother, I came to Zhongnan Mountain this time to send my nephew Yang Guo to learn art, but for some reason, these Quanzhen disciples couldn't help but say it, and they started directly, no matter how I explained, they didn't listen, and this was the misunderstanding." ”

Guo Jing said this, and he also smiled bitterly, until now he didn't know what was going on, so he fought in a daze.

"I see, Brother Guo doesn't have to take it to heart, it's no wonder that these teachers and nephews are like this, it's really a big change in Chongyang Palace tonight, let's go up the mountain, and I'll talk about it for you on the road." ”

Taiyuan waved his hand, and as soon as the words fell, he saw a young man in the dense forest next to him, dressed in coarse cloth clothes, but his face was white, his appearance was extraordinary, his eyes were shrewd, and his aura was compelling.

This young man was about ten years old, and after he appeared, he stood beside Guo Jing, his eyes kept rolling, looking around.

Especially Taiyuan, it made him pay attention frequently.

"Come on, come and see your Uncle Taiyuan. ”

Guo Jing was the most respectful, and when he saw Yang Guo just standing there and looking around, he couldn't help but say in a solemn voice.

When Yang Guo heard this, he was also obedient, and after taking a few steps, he was about to salute Taiyuan.

"Well, get up. ”

Taiyuan stretched out his hand, and a soft true force lifted Yang Guo up.

It was only then that the four generations of disciples of the Quanzhen Sect reacted.

"This, Uncle Taiyuan, is this person really Guo Jing Guo Daxia?"

A young man asked in a muffled voice.

"That's natural, you kids, you have experienced too little, just now Guo Daxia made the world-famous dragon descending eighteen palms, you can't even recognize this kind of martial arts, it's really shallow, in the future, go to your master to ask the number of martial artists of various factions on the rivers and lakes, so as not to go out and walk the rivers and lakes in the future and suffer a big loss." ”

Taiyuan shook his head slightly and said a few words, and then didn't pay much attention to it.

took Guo Jing and Yang Guo all the way to the mountain.

"Brother Taiyuan, is there something big going on in Chongyang Palace tonight? Why are these teachers and nephews so vigilant, and when they see me, they can't help but start fighting, and they don't even have a chance to explain?"

While walking, Guo Jing asked.

"Alas, don't you know, tonight there is a large group of people in the rivers and lakes of the Left Dao who killed Chongyang Palace, and just now there was a fight, and the entire vicinity of Zhongnan Mountain is under martial law, and these disciples guarding the mountain are nervous, which is understandable. If it weren't for the fact that Poor Dao just rushed back to Chongyang Palace tonight, I am afraid that the Quanzhen Sect would be in trouble, and there were really many masters who came just now. ”

Taiyuan sighed and told him about Chongyang Palace.

"I see, these people are really bold!"

When Guo Jing heard this, he also said angrily, and his heart was also very shocked, the dignified Nanshan is the number one faction in the world, and someone dares to kill the mountain gate, such a thing, if it spreads in the rivers and lakes, it is also a big thing.

Fortunately, Taiyuan arrived in time, otherwise, the loss of the Quanzhen faction would be great.

While speaking, several people had already arrived at the Chongyang Hall.

When Guo Jing and Quanzhen's seventh son met, it was naturally a good polite greeting, and he hadn't been to Zhongnan Mountain for many years.

After the greetings, Guo Jing explained his intention to the seventh son of Quanzhen.

"Daoist Ma, Daoist Qiu, several seniors, the juniors are here for my nephew, the juniors want him to worship under the Quanzhen Sect to learn art, and I hope that a few teachers will be perfect. ”

Qiu Chuji's expression moved when he heard this, his eyes burned at Yang Guo, and his face gradually became complicated.

"This, this kid is Yang Kang's son?"

He asked suddenly.

"Guo'er is the son of my righteous brother Yang Kang. ”

"Like, really like. Qiu Chuji sighed again and again, as if he thought of the past.

"In that case, let him stay in Zhongnan Mountain, but under whose door does this kid want to worship?"

Qiu Chuji said, pondering.

"I want to worship Uncle Taiyuan as a teacher, Uncle Guo, do you say okay?"

At this moment, Yang Guo suddenly spoke.

Everyone was taken aback, and a pair of surprised eyes fell on Yang Guo, the young man.

Taiyuan moved slightly, and he was also a little surprised, but he didn't expect Yang Guo to want to worship under his door.

Over the years, the disciples of the same generation as him, whether it was Yin Zhiping or Zhao Zhijing and others, have already had many disciples, only he, for more than ten years, has been traveling the world, understanding the nature of heaven and earth, and has never even returned to Chongyang Palace, let alone accepting disciples.

Guo Jing's eyes lit up when he heard this, what Taiyuan's martial arts were, he naturally knew best, even if he had broken through to the innate realm after more than ten years of hard cultivation, he also knew that he was by no means the opponent of this sword god, if Yang Guo could worship under his door, it would naturally be the best.

"Taiyuan apprentice, what do you think?"

Qiu Chuji's eyes lit up, looked at Taiyuan and said.

"That's it, this Yang Guo will worship under my door. ”

Taiyuan did not refuse, he knew Qiu Chuji's intentions very well, and knew that he was still worried about Yang Kang's affairs back then, and he also wanted to teach Yang Guo, a disciple in essence.

However, he said that since Yang Kang returned to Yunzhuang, although he already knew that his biological parents were in the Jiangnan realm, he only went to see it, and he left quietly after a few days, and still returned to Jin Guozhong to be his little prince.

It's a pity that he was also unlucky, and after returning to the Jin Kingdom, in just a few years, the Jin Kingdom was destroyed by the Mongols, and he himself died in the war.

Fortunately, Mu Nianci still gave birth to a son for Yang Kang, which is Yang Guo.

"Okay, thank you Brother Taiyuan, with your teaching, this child will definitely have a great future in the future. ”

Guo Jing couldn't help but be overjoyed, and hurriedly thanked him.

"Brother Guo doesn't have to be like this, this Yang Guo is talented and intelligent, he is a good seedling to learn martial arts, and he is accepted as a disciple by Poor Dao, which can be regarded as inheriting what I have learned. ”

Taiyuan has no resistance to accepting Yang Guo as an apprentice, with his spiritual cultivation, just a little glance, he knows that Yang Guo's own bones are strange, he is a rare martial arts genius, if he is taught by a famous teacher, he will have a lot of achievements in martial arts in the future, such a disciple, he is still willing to teach.

"Okay, Jing'er, you will rest in Chongyang Palace tonight, and early tomorrow morning, Lao Dao will personally preside over the apprenticeship ceremony of this child. ”

Qiu Chuji laughed loudly, and his heart was very happy.

Yang Kang is his disciple in the end, and he spent a lot of effort to teach back then, but unfortunately the final result was unsatisfactory, and now Yang Guo, as Yang Kang's son, has Taiyuan himself to teach, and he is relieved.

There was nothing to say all night, and early the next morning, in the main hall of Chongyang Palace, after some kowtowing and tea offerings, Yang Guo officially worshiped Taiyuan as a teacher.

Guo Jing stayed in Chongyang Palace for a few more days and left alone.

In less than a few days, calm was restored again on Zhongnan Mountain, as for a group of leftist people to kill Chongyang Palace, it also spread on the rivers and lakes, I heard that at the critical moment, the sword god Taiyuan suddenly appeared in Zhongnan Mountain, one person and one sword, killing the blood on Zhongnan Mountain, and the people in the martial arts of the world were shaken.

After ten years, Taiyuan shot again, and killed dozens of lives under the sword as soon as he made a move.

For all this, Taiyuan didn't pay attention to it, just some people in the left-hand martial arts didn't put it in his eyes at all, only Nahuo Du and Darba were considered to have some identities, which were worth noting.

After some discussion of the Quanzhen Sect, they also attached importance to this matter, and sent many disciples to inquire about the movements of the Mongols, not to mention that Huo Du is a prince of Mongolia in the end, although there are many such princes in the Mongolian tribes, but in the end it is not insignificant, if the Mongolian side really wants to make a big move because of Huo Du's death, then it has to be guarded against.

Therefore, the Quanzhen Sect mobilized its forces and sent disciples in order to pay attention to the movements of the Mongols, and once a large army came towards Zhongnan Mountain, it was better to prepare as soon as possible.

After some complicated affairs, Taiyuan was idle again.

As the protector elder of the Quanzhen Sect, he naturally didn't care about the daily affairs of the Quanzhen Sect, and when he returned to Chongyang Palace to live for a few days, he couldn't bear the hustle and bustle, and moved directly to the thatched hut in the back mountain.

Yang Guo, as a disciple of Taiyuan, also had to follow him to live in the grass hut in the back mountain.

In the back mountain of Zhongnan, in an open space, Yang Guo was wearing a cyan robe, playing a set of boxing techniques one move at a time.

This boxing method has a short answer, stretching naturally, and it is the introductory boxing method of the Quanzhen School, the Quanzhen Dao Boxing.

"Guo'er, this Quanzhen Dao Boxing is the introductory boxing method of my Quanzhen Sect, the tricks seem to be a simple answer, but it contains the essence of my Quanzhen School's martial arts, and it is a first-class foundation building kung fu of the Daomen, you must practice it carefully and build a foundation as soon as possible. ”

Taiyuan stood beside him, watched Yang Guo play a set of Quanzhen Dao punches, nodded slightly, and then began to teach.

"Master, this boxing technique is not very difficult, I have been completely proficient in the past few days, when will you teach me new kung fu?"

Yang Guo rolled his eyes, but he pleaded again, he had done this kind of thing several times in the past few days, but each time it was unsuccessful.

"New Kung Fu? not for the time being, after a while, you have to understand, the way of martial arts, the most important foundation, only a solid foundation, in order to go further on this road, you are now a beginner, although you have learned this true avenue boxing, but only learned, as for the mysteries of the truth, you are afraid that you have not mastered it, right? Besides, this boxing method is related to your future practice of kung fu, and there is no room for sloppiness, so these days, I am not going to pass on other martial arts to you, just this set of boxing techniques, you can watch me fight again. ”

Taiyuan said, a step across, stretched his hands, and began to play the true avenue boxing, this set of boxing, in his hands, and Yang Guo just made, completely different, only to see the open ground, a Taoist step stretched, the boxing moves are sometimes heavy and slow, sometimes light and elegant, with his boxing unfolding, there seems to be a layer of misty air around him, the air is slightly vibrating, the fallen leaves on the ground are sometimes soaring, sometimes rolling, divided and combined, very mysterious.

Yang Guo didn't care at first, feeling that his master had started to play the same old tune again, but with the opening of the Taiyuan Fist Technique, his eyes suddenly changed, especially when he felt that the air around him seemed to be as condensed as water, and a stream of invisible potential was constantly surging, so he couldn't help but take a few steps back, and then looked at where Taiyuan was, the air was distorted, and the figure became hazy, as if it was real and illusory, and the mysterious charm was imprinted into his heart, which made him even more shocked.

"This, is this master still using the Quanzhen Dao Fist? This set of simple, soft boxing techniques, how powerful is it? I can't even get close to the master now?"

Yang Guo's heart was full of endless doubts, but one thing he was sure of was that it was the same set of introductory boxing techniques, and the gap between himself and his master was too big to be compared at all.

Whew, exhale lightly, after Taiyuan's set of punches, his face was ruddy, his body was full of qi and blood flowing slightly, and the whole person seemed more and more energetic.