Chapter 5 Wang Yue went to the south, and Mo Chou returned to the ancient tomb.
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Five days later. Wang Yue arranged the affairs of the family and rushed to Zhongnan Mountain with Yang Guo.
"Uncle Wang, your martial arts should be even more powerful than my Uncle Guo. Walking on the road, Yang Guo looked at Wang Yue with admiration in his eyes.
Along the way, the two encountered a lot of horse thieves and bandits, and Wang Yue showed a few martial arts, which made Yang Guo stunned.
Although Wang Yue is not a dark martial artist, and Liliang is only 20,000 catties, he can't compare with a grandmaster martial artist like Guo Jing, but he can perfectly control a liliang and display martial arts, which is also very powerful.
Guo Jing made a move in front of Yang Guo, but it was not as shocking as Wang Yue's martial arts. Wang Yue's martial arts, in terms of visual effects alone, are much stronger than Guo Jing. Guo Jing's martial arts are only one set of eighteen palms to descend the dragon, and the other martial arts are not in the stream.
Guo Jing faced the enemy, and it was impossible to use the eighteen palms of the dragon every time.
Wang Yue said with a smile: "Weishenme said that, my martial arts are far worse than your Uncle Guo, at least for now." β
Now, even if Wang Yue can perfectly control the whole body, he is not Guo Jing's opponent, after all, the level of liliang is too different.
Yang Guo said loudly: "Uncle Wang, your martial arts are more powerful than me Uncle Guo in my opinion. Why don't you accept me as a disciple, and I'll follow you to learn martial arts." Then we don't have to go to the True Religion. β
Yang Guo didn't want to go to the Quanzhen Sect, he just wanted to leave Guo Jing and Huang Rong, and it was best to follow Ouyang Feng to go to the rivers and lakes.
Wang Yue shook his head: "If you don't go to the Quanzhen Sect, then how can you do it? I promised you Uncle Guo, then I must take you to the Quanzhen Sect." Otherwise, when I return to Xiangyang City, how can I explain to you Uncle Guo. β
"Uncle Wang, you have been with me Uncle Guo and Aunt Guo for a long time. You should know about them, right?" Yang Guo suddenly asked.
Wang Yue nodded and said, "Well, I know a little about them." β
Yang Guo asked again: "It is said that my father was killed by a traitor, and it was Uncle Guo and Aunt Guo who killed my father?"
Wang Yue was shocked in his heart, such a clever little guy, it seems that Huang Rong and Guo Jing's attitude towards him made him suspicious.
Wang Yue smiled and said, "How did I know about this? I haven't met your father." β
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After more than ten days of traveling, the two finally came to the foot of Zhongnan Mountain.
Wang Yue looked at Zhongnan Mountain and said with a smile: "What a spiritual mountain." It's a good place for monks, of course. It is also suitable for martial arts. β
The environment of Zhongnan Mountain is beautiful, and Wang Yue has the urge to stay and cultivate.
"Let's go, let's go up the mountain. β
Wang Yue and Yang Guo had just walked halfway up the mountain when they were stopped by two patrolling Taoist priests.
"Where did the lewd thief come from, he dared to come to my Zhongnan Mountain to spread wildness!" a fat Taoist priest drew his long sword. Pointing at Wang Yue and Yang Guo, he shouted loudly.
Wang Yue frowned, he is a thief?
Wang Yue clenched his fists and said, "Two." In the lower Wangyue. Entrusted by Guo Daxia of Xiangyang City, he sent Yang over to Quanzhen to teach apprenticeship. Please take us to meet Ma Yu, the real person in charge. β
Wang Yue didn't like the Quanzhen Sect Taoist priests, but he didn't come to make enemies this time, but to send Yang Guo to apprentice. If the Taoist priest of the Quanzhen Sect is killed, even if Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji and others accept Yang Guo in Guo Jing's face, I am afraid that Yang Guo's life will not be easy.
Of course. In the original work, Yang had a bad time in the Quanzhen Sect. Wang Yue just hoped that he wouldn't do it without doing it, so that Yang Guo should be able to live a little more comfortably.
"Presumptuous. Is it true that you can see the real person in charge of the teaching? β
The two Taoist priests used the Quanzhen sword technique to attack Wang Yue and Yang Guo.
Wang Yue secretly shook his head and said, "It's not okay if you don't do it." Some people just can't fight if they don't fight. β
Wang Yue took a step forward, and two fingers flicked on the sword, instantly breaking the long sword in the hands of the two Taoist priests.
"Your martial arts are still far behind. Get lost. Wang Yue shouted coldly.
The fat Taoist priest picked up the long sword and said fearfully: "You two lewd thieves, wait for this Daoist." β
Two Taoist priests Xiangshang Mountain ran away.
"Uncle Wang, just let these two Taoist priests go?" Yang Guo was indignant.
Wang Yue smiled and said, "Then what do you want, kill them?" Although these two Taoist priests are not a good thing, but if you kill them, you will be in trouble. Walk, go up the hill. β
As soon as they arrived at the gate of Chongyang Palace, Wang Yue and Yang Guo were stopped again.
"Master, it's them, they're the two big and small thieves who injured the disciple," the fat Taoist priest said to a middle-aged Taoist priest with an elegant temperament.
This middle-aged Taoist priest, with a goatee and a long sword in his hand, is none other than Wang Chuyi's eldest disciple "Zhao Zhijing".
The fat Taoist priest, Wang Yue has now guessed his identity, it should be Zhao Zhijing's disciple Lu Qingdu.
"Zhao Zhijing, I'm in front of the gate of Chongyang Palace, won't you let me in?" Wang Yue asked.
Zhao Zhijing looked angry and said loudly: "Bold thief, since you are here today, you don't want to go down Zhongnan Mountain." jianzhenοΌβ
Wang Yue said to Yang Guo behind him: "Guo'er, you go away." I'm going to have to give these guys some color this time. β
Yang Guo nodded and said, "Okay." Uncle Wang, teach these stinky Taoists a hard lesson. Yang Guo is also afraid that the world will not be chaotic.
Hundreds of people surrounded Wang Yue.
Wang Yue sneered: "This is the Quanzhen Sect's Mountain Protection Array 'Beidou Jianzhen'. β
Zhao Zhijing said loudly: "Hmph, no matter how high your martial arts skills are, you can't even think of breaking the Tiangang Beidou Jian Zhen composed of ninety-eight people." β
"Attack!"
For a while, the sword qi was rampant, completely surrounding Wang Yue.
"Uncle Wang. When Yang Guo saw so much sword qi, he suddenly felt anxious.
Yang Guo knew that Wang Yue was powerful, but he also had too much sword qi.
Wang Yue snorted coldly: "This level of sword qi wants to hurt me, it's really a joke!"
Wang Yue kicked the ground, and a clear wave of energy blocked the sword qi.
Although Wang Yue has not yet reached the dark energy, and he does not have true qi, his liliang control of the body is perfect.
Wang Yue snatched a long sword and cut the wrists of more than a dozen people around him at once. This sword, Wang Yue controlled it very well, and it hurt the flesh but not the tendons. did not abolish their martial arts.
"Adulter, die!"
Zhao Zhijing shouted loudly and attacked Wang Yue.
Wang Yue stabbed out with a sword and pointed at Zhao Zhijing's long sword.
Zhao Zhijing only felt a huge force coming, and the long sword in his hand was shattered.
Zhao Zhijing is also a first-class martial artist, with 10,000 catties of liliang, but he is too far from Wang Yue.
Wang Yue's Liliang is stronger than the second-generation disciples of the Quanzhen Sect such as the first class of Qiu Chuji Wang Zhu, not to mention the third-generation disciples of Zhao Zhijing.
Wang Yue kicked Zhao Zhijing away, and laughed coldly: "There is a liliang in the air." Swordsmanship and strong use are a mess. β
Wang Yue looked back and saw that Yang Guo was gone.
Wang Yue took a few steps forward, grabbed Zhao Zhijing's neck, and asked, "Where did you arrest Yang Guo?" β
Zhao Zhijing looked at Wang Yue. Frightened in his heart, he said, "Yang Guo." Who?"
"It's the kid who came with me. Wang Yue said loudly.
Zhao Zhijing shook his head and said, "I don't know either." β
Zhao Zhijing really didn't know. Yang Guo was captured by Lu Qingdu, but he didn't order it.
"Hmph. Wang Yue threw down Zhao Zhijing, "I'm too lazy to tell you, I'll go find Ma Yu and Wang Chuyi to see how they give me an explanation." β
In the main hall of Chongyang Palace, Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji, Wang Chuyi, Hao Datong, Sun Buer and others were all seriously injured. Conquered by the Mongol warriors.
"Huo Du, you are despicable and shameless, you actually use conspiracy and trickery, and if you have the ability, you will compete with us in martial arts. The king shouted loudly.
Hodu and Darba daxiao.
Huo Du sneered: "This world is in the middle of the world. The victor does not rely only on martial arts. β
Wang Yue rushed in, shocking everyone.
Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji and others thought that Zhao Zhijing was back, but they didn't expect that it was a teenager who came in.
Huo Du stared at Wang Yue and sneered: "Where did you come from, little cub, looking at the clothes you are wearing, you shouldn't be a member of the Quanzhen Sect, right? β
Huo Du came to Zhongnanshan this time, mainly to marry Xiaolongnu as his wife, and now he saw that Wang Yue was even younger and handsome than himself, and he was jealous in his heart, of course, he wanted to kill him.
The two Mongol warriors took up their swords and slew at Wang Yue.
Wang Yue had murderous intent in his eyes: "Death to the Mongols!"
Wang Yue threw two punches, and powerful fists burst out, killing the two Mongolian warriors in an instant.
Wang Yue can show mercy to the people of the Quanzhen Sect, but he has no scruples about the Mongols, and he will kill as soon as he makes a move.
"Boy, who the hell are you?" Huo Du asked loudly.
Wang Yue's martial arts are strong, and he is definitely not an ordinary person.
Wang Yue sneered: "I am your uncle. The Quanzhen Sect is the territory of the Han people, and you Mongols dare to come and spread wild? Today, none of you want to leave, you will all die here. β
The Mongols killed a large number of Han people, and Wang Yue was also angry, if he had the opportunity to kill the Mongols, Wang Yue would definitely not be soft.
"Look for death!"
Darba rushed to Wang Yue at once, and threw a punch, trying to kill Wang Yue.
Wang Yue knew that Darba was gifted and had been born with divine power since he was a child.
"Darba, I don't know how your Liliang compares to me?" Wang Yue's fist burst out and hit Darba's fist with a punch.
"Click. β
Everyone present heard the sound of broken bones.
Huo Du smiled and said: "Boy, you are really tired of living, you actually want to compare with my senior brother, don't you know that my senior brother is born with divine powers?"
"Ahh
The smile on Huo Du's face froze suddenly, how could it be? This kid's Liliang is even stronger than Senior Brother.
Darba's Liliang is indeed powerful, with a full 18,000 catties, among the first-class martial artists, in terms of Liliang alone, Darba is an absolute master.
Wang Yue sneered: "Liliang is not bad, it's just brute force, and it wastes this strength." Darba, die!"
"Senior brother. Huo Du was shocked and stepped forward to block Wang Yue.
Huo Du and Darba joined forces, Wang Yue let out a loud shout, and smashed down with a punch, with a clear fist mark in the air.
"Boom!" Huo Du and Darba were shaken away, and the two fell to the ground and vomited a mouthful of blood, their faces turned pale.
When Wang Yue chased and killed the two again, Ma Yu was born and stopped: "Young man, please stop, spare the lives of these two people." β
Wang Yue withdrew his hand, hugged his fists and said: "The real person in charge of the sect is a senior, since the predecessor is unwilling to stain Chongyang Palace with blood, then the kid just stop." β
Although Ma Yu is a bit pedantic, he has also made a lot of contributions to the Han people over the years, saving many people from the hands of the Mongols. Since he said not to kill, then Wang Yue sold him a favor.
Ma Yu glanced at Huo Du and Darba, and said: "Huo Du, as a Mongolian prince, you actually resorted to despicable means, my Quanzhen Sect will never surrender to the Mongols, and there is a kind of you who will bring a large army to destroy my Quanzhen Sect." This time, for your Genghis Khan's sake, I won't kill you, and now you will leave me immediately!"
The Quanzhen Sect still had a very high status in the hearts of the Mongols, and Temujin was also polite to Qiu Chuji back then.
Huo Du glanced at Wang Yue and the people of the Quanzhen Sect with resentment, and said loudly: "Today is your Quanzhen Sect's good luck, and there are masters to help you. Let's go. β
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Halfway up the mountainside of Zhongnan Mountain, a woman in a red robe rushed to the tomb of the living dead with two little girls.
These three people are Li Mochou, Hong Lingbo, and Lu Wushuang.
Hong Lingbo is fifteen years old and is already a half-grown girl. Because of the cultivation of inner boxing, she has developed a temperament that is soft on the outside and rigid on the inside. Hong Lingbo has been carefully taught by Li Mochou, and is now a second-rate martial artist, and with such skills, he can be regarded as a small master in the rivers and lakes.
Lu Wushuang is an eight-year-old girl who looks very cute, with big eyes and looks very smart. Although she is only eight years old, she is already a beautiful embryo, and when she grows up, she is definitely a big beauty.
"Master, I can't walk anymore. β
Lu Wushuang's little face was flushed, and there was sweat on his forehead.
Li Mochou frowned and said, "Ling Bo, carry her." β
Hong Lingbo nodded and said, "Yes, master." β
Hong Lingbo's body liliang has 800 catties, plus true qi, liliang is more than 1,000 catties. Lu Wushuang weighed only forty pounds, and it was easy to carry.
"Senior sister, come up. Hong Lingbo squatted down and let Lu Wushuang come up.
"Hmm. With a smile on his face, Lu Wushuang quickly climbed onto Hong Lingbo's back.
"Master, Uncle won't let us go back. When we come back this time, she probably won't let us in. Hong Lingbo worried.
Li Mochou had a smile on the corner of his mouth: "What are you afraid of? The tomb of the living dead is not her little dragon girl alone." Your master only drove me down the mountain, but he didn't expel me from the school. I wanted to go back, and no one dared to stop me. β
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Coming to the tomb of the living dead, Li Mochou transmitted: "Senior sister, open the door, I'm back." β
After a long while, a crisp voice came from the ancient tomb: "Senior sister, you are no longer from my ancient tomb sect, I will not give you the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra, you better leave." β
Li Mochou sneered and said, "Jade Maiden Heart Sutra, do you think I will be rare with such martial arts? I will take out a set of martial arts at random now, all of which are better than this Jade Maiden Heart Sutra." The Jade Maiden Heart Sutra makes people despair, junior sister, look at what you have practiced now, and if you stay in the ancient tomb, you will soon turn to stone. This kind of martial arts, don't practice it. β
The little dragon girl stopped talking.
Li Mochou waited for a while, and saw that the stone door had not yet opened, and was just about to get angry, when there was a "buzzing" sound.
"Bees?" Li Mochou sneered, "Senior sister, can't you change some new tricks?" β
"Get out of here!"
Li Mochou vomited like thunder, and the sound waves shook the bees to death at once.
"Senior sister, you ......"
The little dragon girl's voice finally had some emotion, and she was also distressed when so many bees died.
"If you don't open the door, I'll have a way to get in if you don't open the door. Li Mochou took Hong Lingbo and Lu Wushuang to the door of the ancient tomb, "Back then, the organs of the Black Wood Cliff couldn't stop me, let alone this small ancient tomb." β
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? (To be continued......)