People are in the carving of the gods, and they get the Nine Suns Magic Art at the beginning

He immediately rushed into the hall with Yang Guo, and he saw more than ten people in strange clothes besieging the seven Taoist priests.

Among the seven Taoist priests, Guo Jing recognized Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji, and Wang Chuyi at a glance, and there was a young Taoist priest who took a few glances before recognizing that it was Yin Zhiping who had met several times.

In addition, there is also a white-haired old man bent over the ground, not knowing whether he is alive or dead.

Seeing that Ma Yu and the others were in a critical situation, Guo Jing put down Yang Guo and rushed forward to rescue him, he saw his palms stretched out in front of his body, the two extremely thick palms immediately scattered the enemy from them, he was shocked by this force that was hard to resist You have to fall to both sides.

Guo Jing strode up to Ma Yu and the others, glared at the crowd and said, "Bold thief, how dare you come to Chongyang Palace to play wild!"

With this sound, his internal energy was fully absorbed, like a dragon singing and a tiger roaring, it frightened the enemy to stand on the spot, and no one dared to answer.

Ma Yu and the others looked at Guo Jing's figure and heard his voice, how could they not recognize him, they couldn't help but secretly said: "When this person arrives, I will teach Wuyou!"

Seeing that the group of people did not dare to make any changes, Guo Jing immediately turned around and bowed to Ma Yu and the others: "Disciple Guo Jing, I pay my respects to all Taoist priests!"

Seeing this, Ma Yu and the others nodded with a smile.

But Yin Zhiping suddenly shouted: "Brother Guo, be careful!"

Guo Jing suddenly heard the wind in the back of his head, he knew that someone was secretly attacking, just when he was about to fight back, he heard Yang Guo's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Dare to sneak attack from behind, court death!"

Yang Guo's figure suddenly appeared behind Guo Jing, he pushed out his palms, and immediately hit the chests of the two Tibetan monks at a faster speed, causing them to vomit blood, and broke through the door.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help being dumbfounded, and looked at the boy who was only thirteen or fourteen years old in front of him.

Not only the Mongolian people, but also Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji and others were dumbfounded and shocked.

They fought against each other just now, and they knew very well that the martial arts of the visitor was high, and he was definitely not an ordinary person, but now they were beaten by this young man with a single move, blood spurted from the mouth, and flew out of the hall, how could they not be surprised?

"Come on, are you okay?"

Although Guo Jing knew that Yang Guo's internal energy was good, he also knew that this group of people could force Ma Yu and the others to only attack but not defend. He repelled the opponent himself.

Yang Guo smiled lightly and said, "Uncle Guo, I'm fine!"

He secretly exhaled a foul breath, and the flush on his face gradually faded.

Those two Tibetan monks are both masters from outsiders, but their internal strength is also really good, even though Yang Guo injured them, he was also shocked by the opponent's internal strength and his blood surged, he felt a little uncomfortable.

The Nine Suns Divine Art has not yet achieved great success, and there are many shortcomings after all.

"Are the two of you singing in unison here, are you showing off how capable you are?"

Suddenly, a very strange sneer sounded from the crowd, Guo Jing and Yang Guo heard the reputation and looked around, they saw the crowd dispersed, and there were two people standing...

Chapter 12 Yang Kang's Son

I saw a thin middle-aged Tibetan monk in a red robe and a golden crown on his head.

The other was wearing a light yellow brocade robe, holding a folding fan, dressed as a nobleman, about thirty years old, with a fierce look on his face.

Yang Guo vaguely guessed the other party's identity, but did not mention it for now.

Guo Jing saw that the faces of the two did not look like people from the Central Plains, so he asked, "I wonder who the two are?"

The nobleman opened the folding fan in his hand, and said calmly: "Who are you?"

Guo Jing was silent for a while, knowing that it was not appropriate for him to reveal his true identity to outsiders, he said, "I am the disciple of these teachers!"

The young master snorted coldly: "I can't see that there are people like you in Quanzhen Sect."

The contempt in the words caused Qiu Chuji to look sullen.

Guo Jing vaguely saw the flames shooting up to the sky outside the main hall, and asked in a deep voice, "What kind of enmity do you two have with Quanzhen Sect? Why do you want to set fire to the temple?"

"Hey, I'm talking to your teacher, why do you interrupt me as a junior?"

Your son is a little jealous of Guo Jing, and he doesn't want to be in opposition to him.

"It's too arrogant for you to be so reckless!"

Guo Jing was furious when he heard the words.

Your son was also a little displeased at the moment: "If you think it's wrong, you can come up and ask for advice. If you can answer my thirty moves, so what if I spare this group of bull-nosed Taoist priests?"

"Uncle Guo, they are obviously here to find fault, why do you need to reason with them again!"

Seeing that Guo Jing was furious at Huo Dou's scoundrel, Yang Guo immediately spoke up to explain.

After Guo Jing heard this, he also felt that he was talking too much nonsense. In addition, the fire was getting hotter and hotter, and it would soon reach the Chongyang Palace, so he suddenly stretched out his right hand and grabbed Huo Dou's left shoulder. Huo Dou's complexion suddenly changed, and he quickly used his kung fu to resist.

I saw a layer of purple qi appearing on his face, but it subsided in a short while, as if he had rushed to resist it, as long as the purple qi appeared on his face three times, his internal organs would be seriously injured.

"Ho!"

Seeing this, the middle-aged Tibetan monk held a golden pestle and slapped Guo Jing on the head.

Guo Jing immediately changed his claws to palms and hit Huo Dou on the shoulder, then he grabbed the heavy golden pestle with both hands, and then kicked him out, causing him to fall backwards and roll on the ground a few times .

Guo Jing didn't have much skill to speak of in these two hands, he just subdued them with a profound internal force far superior to the two, in order to frighten the other party, so that they would not dare to act rashly again.

Huo Dou thumped back a few steps, his left shoulder was in pain, his face changed several times, but he finally held back the unhappiness in his heart and didn't make a move.

"Please tell me your honorable name!"

Huo Dou asked with a flushed face, his tone was extremely polite and he didn't dare to do it again.

Guo Jing still refused to reveal his real identity and said: "It's not enough to be famous in the lower district. The real Ma, Qiu and Wang here are all my mentors!"

Huo Dou was skeptical, thinking that just now he fought with those old masters for hundreds of moves, but he might not be any stronger, only relying on the Tiangang Beidou Formation to resist, if we talk about fighting alone, who is my opponent , how could there be such a powerful disciple.

"Your Excellency's martial arts are astonishing, Xiao Ke admires them very much, and I will come back to learn after ten years!"

As he said, he arched his hands.

Guo Jing said: "Ten years later, I will be here to meet you!"

Huo Dou snorted coldly, and secretly whispered a few words in Tibetan to the middle-aged Tibetan monk's ear, and the middle-aged Tibetan monk left with him angrily.

Seeing that the enemy retreated, Ma Yu and the others breathed a sigh of relief, and then helped the white-haired old man who was lying on the ground up. Guo Jing looked intently and saw that it was Hao Datong, son of Guangning.

But seeing that his face was like gold paper and his breathing was subtle, it was obvious that he was seriously injured.

Guo Jing stepped forward and unbuttoned his Taoist robe, he was startled and said, "Is this the Mahamudra Kung Fu of the Tibetan school?"

Although this palm is non-toxic, but in terms of power, it is still above the master of spiritual wisdom back then!

After Guo Jing took his pulse, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Hao Datong has been cultivating the orthodox inner strength of Taoism for many years, the inner strength is not shallow, as long as this big mudra is non-toxic, his life will not be seriously affected.

Dang even some disciples helped Hao Datong go down.

Ma Yu and others withdrew from the subject, and stopped to wait and see until they left the Chongyang Palace. They saw the fire gradually spread to the subject. With the collapse of the palace, the beams were broken and the tiles collapsed, turning into ashes, and everything returned to calm.

Seeing this scene, Ma Yu was easy-going by nature and had nothing to worry about, so he just sighed slightly, but Qiu Chuji had a bad temper, was very old, looked at the raging fire, and kept swearing through gnashing of teeth.

Afterwards, everyone came to the front hall to discuss the matter together. After discussing with Ma Yu and others, Guo Jing also knew the ins and outs.

It turns out that Li Mochou, the Chilian fairy of the Ancient Tomb Sect, deliberately spread rumors in the Jianghu in order to gain the top knowledge of the Ancient Tomb Sect. People from all walks of life came to harass one after another.

The Quanzhen Sect has a lot of connections with the ancestors of the Ancient Tomb Sect, and the ancient tomb was the retreat place of the founder of the Founder Sect. Naturally, outsiders were not allowed to intrude, even if they spontaneously organized it, they set up many obstacles at the foot of the mountain.

Unexpectedly, this group of Mongols sneaked up the mountain from nowhere, set fire to the temple, attacked Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji and others, Hao Datong was seriously injured by a palm, otherwise with their martial arts, how could they be controlled by the opponent.

After knowing the truth, Guo Jing was also very depressed, and told what happened to him. Ma Yu and the others had different expressions on their faces when they heard the words. , call Zhijing in!"

Not long after, the long-bearded Taoist who had just presided over the formation came in. He looked at Guo Jing in embarrassment, his expression was extremely unnatural, and he seemed to know the whole story.

Yang Guo secretly took a look at the other party, secretly thought this person is that Zhao Zhijing?

Seeing Zhao Zhijing approaching, Qiu Chuji scolded him immediately, pointed at him and apologized to Guo Jing several times, and finally calmed down a little.

Yang Guo saw it in his eyes, couldn't help feeling speechless, thinking that you taught him such a lesson in front of outsiders and didn't save face for him, no wonder the other party hates you so much, he can't do anything to you, but your precious disciple... It's going to be a disaster!

After venting, Qiu Chuji sat back to his original position.

Ma Yu breathed a sigh of relief when he learned that his disciples had come to report that the fire had been extinguished, and noticed Yang Guo beside Guo Jing.

Ma Yu smiled and said: "Jing'er, this is your son! No wonder he has such superb martial arts at such a young age, you taught him well!"

Guo Jing said: "No, this is the posthumous son of my righteous brother Yang Kang!"

When Qiu Chuji heard Yang Kang's name, his heart shivered, and he took a closer look at Yang Guo, and sure enough, he saw Yang Kang's appearance between his brows and eyes.

Thinking that Yang Kang is his only lay disciple, although this disciple is unfilial and has all kinds of mistakes, but whenever he reads it in time, he feels that it is his fault of improper discipline, which made him go astray, and he often feels guilty.

Now hearing that he has descendants alive, I feel sad and happy at the same time, so I hurriedly ask and examine him carefully.

Chapter 13

After Guo Jing briefly talked about Yang Guo's life experience, he said he would bring him to Zhongnan Mountain to learn art from a teacher.

Ma Yu asked: "Jing'er, now your martial arts are far superior to ours, why did you take him to Zhongnan Mountain to learn from you?"

Regarding this, Qiu Chuji suddenly remembered the letter Huang Rong sent half a month ago, and had some guesses in his mind, but he was busy with the ancient tomb for the past half month, so he forgot to discuss it with his brothers in detail.

Now that Guo Jing was in front of him, it was hard for him to say what Huang Rong said, so he could only keep it in his heart.

Guo Jing said: "Please allow me to elaborate on this matter later, this disciple broke into the Chongyang Palace all the way from the foot of the mountain today, hurting many disciples of your sect, I feel extremely uneasy, and I ask all Taoist priests to forgive me!"

Ma Yu smiled and said, "If you hadn't provided proper support, the entire Quanzhen Sect would have suffered a crushing defeat, so why should there be any guilt? There is no need to say anything about apologizing!"

"What the brother said is very true!"

Qiu Chuji, Wang Chuyi and the others agreed one after another.

Afterwards, Guo Jing talked about Yang Guo's admission to Quanzhen sect.

After hesitating for a moment, Ma Yu looked at Qiu Chuji and asked him to make a decision.

Qiu Chuji nodded and sighed: "Your uncle Yang Tiexin is a man of heroes, his ancestors are full of loyalty, how can he have no offspring? Don't worry, I will do my best to raise this child."

As he said that, he called Zhao Zhijing who was standing at the side and said: "He is the eldest disciple of Junior Brother Wang, named Zhao Zhijing, and he is strict. Among the three generations of disciples, he has practiced martial arts the most purely. Let him teach you. !"

Guo Jing heard the words, and quickly thanked him: "Brother Zhao, this child will have to thank you!"

Zhao Zhijing's eyelids twitched, thinking that you, Mr. Guo, have such a great background, how dare I refuse, and said with a coy smile, "Master Guo is being polite, you should, you should."

"Come on, come and meet your master!"

Seeing that he agreed, Guo Jing summoned Yang Guo unhappily in his heart.

Yang Guo looked at Zhao Zhijing, thinking in his heart.

He is destined not to stay in Quanzhen Sect for a long time, the best destination is undoubtedly the ancient tomb, thinking of Little Dragon Girl, thinking of Jade Heart Sutra, he still urgently needs Quanzhen Sect's inner strength formulas.

If one wants to obtain the formulas of the mind, one cannot avoid the path of apprenticeship. Among the three generations of Quanzhen Sect disciples, Zhao Zhijing and Yin Zhiping are the most. It is impossible to worship one of them as a teacher.

To him, Yin Zhiping is not to say that he hates him deeply, but at least he wants to kill him quickly, not to mention whether he is willing to worship him as a teacher, even if he is a teacher, he will not be in the same place with his temperament. It would be troublesome to teach him all the Quanzhen internal strength in a short period of time.

Let's talk about Zhao Zhijing, although this person is despicable, he has a lot of things that can be used. Whether it is Quanzhen Sect's internal strength, or his defection from Quanzhen Sect in the future, his assists are indispensable.

After much deliberation, Yang Guo chose to worship Zhao Zhijing as his teacher.

From the moment he bowed down to Zhao Zhijing, it was doomed that Zhao Zhijing's life had begun to count down.

He has no relatives and no teacher's kindness, so he has no choice but to pay with his life for being worshiped by Yang Guo!

Looking at Yang Guo who was saluting to him, Zhao Zhijing's back felt chills for no reason, and for some reason, he always felt uncomfortable.

Seeing that everything was over, Guo Jing planned to leave!

Even though Yang Guo was reluctant to give up, but because of his self-improvement since he was a child, he didn't rely too much on Guo Jing, and only treated him as an elder he respected the most.

After this battle, the misty sky had completely turned into night, Zhao Zhijing arranged a room for Yang Guo at random, and left without hesitation.

Looking at the empty room, Yang Guo sat cross-legged on the bed, submerging his consciousness in the system.

After looking at the 3780 point value displayed on the system card slot, after a few months, he started the system reward draw again.

"Congratulations to the host, you got 1 taels of silver"

"Congratulations to the host, you got Huashi Powder x 1"

"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained five treasures honey wine × 1"

"Congratulations to the host..."

""Little Grabber""

""Fu Hu Fist""