Duan Ziyu saw that his eyes were strange and strange, so he stopped asking. He claimed to be a martial arts man, but he really didn't want to get involved with the government, but he was afraid that Zhang Yuchu would give him a problem.
When I galloped close, I got off my horse and saw that the ruined temple next to the Taoist temple with its eaves and carved edifices remained the same. Now people were doing things differently and things were hurt when I saw them. I couldn't help but feel sad and wanted to shed tears.
Seeing this, Zhang Yuzhen hurriedly said in other words: "Brother Yu, you don't dare to touch your things at all. You check first."
After Duan Ziyu entered the secret room, he saw that everything was the same as when he left. He touched the bottom of the table and pressed some mechanism. A square brick suddenly rose up from the ground, revealing a hole.
He removed the brick, reached out and touched it, took out a box, and twisted it twice at the bottom of the box. The box suddenly popped open. When he looked inside, he was shocked.
Zhang Yuzhen saw that his expression suddenly changed, and for some reason, he hurriedly asked: "Brother Yu, what's wrong?"
Duan Ziyu said in a trembling voice: "The scripture is missing."
These words were like a thunderbolt from the blue, which made Zhang Yuzhen's head buzz. She grabbed the box and took a look. Sure enough, it was empty. She had no regrets about the gains and losses of the Nine Yin Scriptures, but after guarding them for so many days, the Scriptures were lost. Because she was suspected, her beauty suddenly turned pale, and she was about to cry.
Duan Ziyu hurriedly said: "Zhen'er, don't worry, I'm afraid I put it in the wrong place."
He took the box and looked at it carefully, and said, "What is this?" He picked out a yellow piece of silk.
Zhang Yuzhen came over to take a look. There are a few lines written on it, the handwriting is dignified and graceful, written by a woman, and they read:
"Respectfully, Mr. Duan, I am very pleased to have achieved success in martial arts. The treasured scriptures have been spread throughout the world. The blessings are shallow but the misfortunes are deep, so I have taken it and hereby inform you."
The inscription is "Heir of the Tomb of the Living Dead in Zhongnan Mountain."
Duan Ziyu smiled and said: "This sutra is really a sacred object. Where did it come from and where it returns. I feel sorry for bothering brother and sister Laoxian to guard an empty box."
Zhang Yuzhen let out a long breath, and poured all the fire on Duan Ziyu, saying angrily: "You almost scared people to death by talking nonsense." He punched Duan Ziyu on the chest with pink fists.
Seeing that she was so anxious, Duan Ziyu felt deeply guilty and repeatedly begged for mercy: "Oh, Zhen'er, I was negligent. Please spare me. I can't withstand another 'Thunder Palm' from you."
Zhang Yuzhen stopped immediately when he heard him mention the Thunder Palm. Recalling the first time I met him, a thunder palm knocked him unconscious, and he hurriedly asked: "Are the fire wounds all healed?"
As she spoke, she unbuttoned his clothes and exposed her chest. There was still a faint red palm print on it. She couldn't help but put her face against his chest and sobbed. I have been worried about Duan Ziyu for the past few days, and I have had countless nightmares. I vented all my grievances through this fright.
Duan Ziyu hugged her shoulders and comforted her softly for a long time. Zhang Yuzhenfang held back his tears, washed his face, smoothed it out, and went to see Zhang Yuchu hand in hand with Duan Ziyu.
Zhang Yuchu was shocked when he heard that the scriptures had been stolen. Seeing that the date marked on the silk was actually the fifth day after his arrival, he looked out the window with a serious look on his face.
Duan Ziyu smiled and said: "Brother, there is no need to worry about this matter. The scripture belongs to them, and it is reasonable for them to come and take it."
Zhang Yuchu smiled faintly and said: "It's a small matter to get the scriptures, but someone can steal something under my nose. It's considered his ability."
The descendant of Tomb of the Living Dead, the descendant of Yang Guo, if I have time, I would like to go to Zhongnan Mountain to learn from him and see how capable he is. "
Duan Ziyu saw that he was so conceited, but he couldn't persuade him. Zhang Yuzhen said bitterly:
"Brother, when are you going? Call the second brother, and the three of us will go together to turn his tomb of the living dead into a 'tomb of the dead'."
The morning of the second day.
Zhang Yuchu decided to return to the capital. Before leaving, Zhang Yuchu said to Duan Ziyu:
"Brother, I don't agree with your move to take charge of the Huashan Gate. If you want to develop in the martial arts world, even though the Tianshi Sect is small, it will be enough for you to fly like a bird or a fish.
"If you want to regain the glory of the Duan family in Dali, I will definitely win the position of 'King of Dali' for you. Where to go, you have to think carefully and make a decision before taking action."
After that, more than ten horses flew away with yellow dust flying all the way.
Duan Ziyu and Zhang Yuzhen bid farewell to Zhang Yuchu and returned to the Taoist temple, but they saw that there were more than a hundred people gathered in front of the Taoist temple. Wearing Mingjiao costumes, the two elders of Huashan and more than a hundred priests from Sanqing Temple drew their swords and faced each other. It seemed that they had not yet fought.
The leaders of the Ming Cult are actually the leader Yang Xiao and the guardian king "Eagle King" Yin Ye Wang. The followers of the Ming Cult are all the "Eagle Flags" of the Heaven, Earth, Wind, Lei Ximen and Ye Wang under Yang Xiao's throne.
After the death of Yin Tianzheng, the father of King Yin Ye, the White-browed Eagle King, King Yin Ye succeeded his father as his son and became the Dharma Protector King, known as the "Eagle King".
One member of the Ming Cult pointed his halberd at him and cursed: "Hurry up and call your young leader out, otherwise I will kill all of you bastards and burn the Sanqing Temple to the ground."
Duan Ziyu and Zhang Yuzhen jumped into the arena from horseback.
When King Yin Ye saw these two people, his eyes suddenly lit up and he said to Yang Xiao: "Master, it was this girl who stole the Holy Fire Order. It was the boy next to him who killed Yan Qishi and defeated the Xisan people. I don't know why. Became the leader of the Huashan Sect."
Yang Xiao said "Oh", seeing that the two of them were very young, he was quite unconcerned.
He came east this time to challenge Zhang Changchun in order to regain the two lost Holy Fire Tokens. When he arrived here, he learned that Zhang Yuchu had arrived here.
He knew that Zhang Yuchu was actually the leader of the Tianshi Sect and had great authority, so he led his people there.
Both he and King Yin Ye respected their status. Although they had not seen Zhang Yuchu come out for a long time, they did not bother to fight with some unknown people. They only sent people to shout and challenge in front of the audience in order to provoke Zhang Yuchu to come out.
Seeing Yang Xiao's calm expression, King Yin Ye knew that if Zhang Yuchu didn't come out, the great leader might not take action, so he slowly stepped forward and said to Zhang Yuzhen:
"Girl, last time you shot me with a needle, this time you give me a palm. If you don't think you can catch it, just follow us and go to see your father, Master Zhang."
He did not intend to argue with the younger generation about the gains and losses of each move, but he wanted to capture Zhang Yuzhen in his hands and force Zhang Changchang to hand over the two Holy Fire Tokens.
He had learned Zhang Chenggang's martial arts before, and still thinking about it, it was still intimidating. I'm afraid Yang Xiao was no match for him either. As he spoke, he slowly raised his palm and patted it out.
Zhang Yuzhen's expression suddenly changed. He knew that if he competed with him in Qinggong, relying on his exquisite footwork and being an elf, he would not be afraid, but he was definitely not his opponent in such a head-to-head confrontation.
Duan Ziyu suddenly said: "Wait a minute, last time I slapped you, this time I slapped you too."
King Yin Ye stopped to gather his strength and said contemptuously: "My defeated generals still have the courage to speak out."
Duan Ziyu said: "We have been separated for three days, and we look at each other with admiration." It was a good match.
The two palms met and there was a loud earthquake. King Yin Ye could not stand still and took three steps back, but Duan Ziyu did not take a step back, and he was calm and calm.
The entire audience was in an uproar, feeling that this was unbelievable.
The King of Yin Ye was famous for his strong fists and palms. Even Yang Xiao and Fan Yao did not dare to compete with him in a head-to-head contest. Unexpectedly, this young man knocked the King of Yin Ye away.
In fact, Duan Ziyu came prepared for this palm and used all his strength, using the Toad Kung Fu of Xidu Ouyang Feng.
King Yin Ye didn't know that he would encounter strange opportunities again and again, and the speed of his internal energy improvement was really incredible. This palm only used 50%25 of his internal energy, and he was about to kill him under his palm. Unexpectedly, under the palm, he was shocked to death. He was writhing, his internal organs were upside down, and he had suffered internal injuries.
Duan Ziyu was also shocked to the point where his internal energy stagnated, but the Nine Yin Divine Skills in his body were flowing smoothly, and he was as before for a moment, as if nothing had happened.
The King of Yin Ye was as fierce as fire, and he was the legacy of his father. How could he swallow this anger? After adjusting his breath for a moment, his energy and blood were slightly smooth, and he said loudly: "Boy, do you dare to take another slap?"
Zhang Yuzhen curled his lips and said, "We agreed to give him only one slap, but he acted shamelessly so quickly. I'm really shameless."
King Yin Ye ignored her and stepped forward to strike. Yang Xiao had such a keen eye that he could tell at the first sight that he was seriously injured, but he was just holding on so that no one would know.
Another slap would not bring any relief, so he raised his voice and said: "Eagle King, how can you break your trust with such a junior and wait for me to take care of him?"
King Yin Ye took a long breath, dispersed his internal energy, turned around under the banner of the Sky Eagle, and quietly adjusted his breath to heal his injuries.
Yang Xiao walked up to Duan Ziyu, looked him up and down, and said, "You're a pretty good boy."
Duan Ziyu said coldly: "If you don't dare to compete with your hands, you can compete with others, so there is no need to use words to provoke me."
Yang Xiao's face turned red. He didn't want his thoughts to be exposed by him, so he secretly sighed and felt ashamed.
He said calmly: "This time, I am going to the Tianshi Sect to settle a debt. You are the leader of Huashan, why bother to wade into this muddy water."
Elder Gao said from the side: "The Tianshi Sect and our Huashan Sect are relatives, and the affairs of the Tianshi Sect are the affairs of our Huashan Sect."
The truth about Duan Ziyu and Zhang Yu was obvious to both the elders and the people from the Tianshi Sect, but no one dared to say it. Even Duan and Zhang had never discussed marriage. The old man was simple in heart and had no words. The barrier tunnel was about to come out, which made the two of them blush.
Yang Xiao said: "Tianshi and Huashan have become friends with the Qin and Jin Dynasties. It is no wonder that Master Duan has repeatedly forced himself to come forward and ruined the important affairs of our Mingjiao. In this case, accept the move."
Duan Ziyu didn't draw his sword when he saw that he had long sleeves fluttering and his expression was cool and unrestrained. He didn't even use a weapon.
Yang Xiao pointed lightly, and when he reached halfway, he turned into a palm and clapped it quickly.
Duan Ziyu had heard for a long time that this leader of the Ming Cult was a top-notch master in the world, and he did not dare to neglect him at all. He moved his feet and moved away.
When Yang Xiao moved his hands, he attacked like a violent storm. His hands were either fingers, palms, or fists. Sometimes they were used as knives, sometimes they were used as swords, and sometimes they used weird tricks such as whips, spears, and daggers. , although he is empty-handed, he seems to have fifty kinds of weapons in his hand, and his moves are exquisite and unpredictable.
Duan Ziyu fought with him, but took advantage. Previously, he had defeated Situ Mingyue, the leader of the Mingjiao Dizi Sect. Situ Mingyue was the senior disciple of Yang Xiao and his sect. Although their skills were very different, their moves were very similar.
Therefore, Yang Xiao's more than twenty fierce offensive moves were avoided by him with ease and danger.
After more than twenty moves, Yang Xiao was astonished in his heart. With his martial arts status, he was able to deal with a young boy. He actually allowed him to support him for such a long time. It was really a loss of face. His offensive was even more fierce and swift. The martial arts he had learned all his life The messenger will come out.
Duan Ziyu was previously worried about his reputation, but now he was more confident. When he saw a palm coming, he was also slapped away. How could Yang Xiao be willing to face him? His palm turned into a sword finger, and he stabbed his throat "Lianquan" Duan Ziyu didn't even think about it. He quickly thrust out his finger and wanted to compete with his finger strength.
The two fingers were about to touch, but Yang Xiao held back.
Dali Duan's "Yiyang Finger Kung Fu" is so powerful that all famous martial arts masters are afraid of it.
In fact, Duan Ziyu not only has "one yang finger", he has never practiced any finger skills, he just relies on the nine yin magic skills.
When comparing two fingers, Duan Ziyu may not have the upper hand. Yang Xiao believed that since he was a descendant of the Duan family and he was good at "One Yang Finger", it was a right thing to do, so he did not dare to confront him head-on and let go of a good opportunity to win.
The onlookers were all dazzled and dumbfounded, forgetting even the cheers and cheers.
King Yin Ye also stopped adjusting his breath and was amazed, only to realize that his defeat was not unjust.
Zhang Yuzhen and Huashan elders, however, had their hearts in their throats and their palms were sweating.
Zhang Yuzhen has a small box in each sleeve, which contains the Heavenly Thunder God's needle. It is fired by a mechanical spring. It is more powerful than a crossbow. The needle is thin and small, and extremely fast. People often fall into her way without knowing it.
At this moment, her two fingers were clasped on the machine spring, but Duan Ziyu and Yang Xiao were spinning like the wind, but they did not dare to send out the magic needle for fear of accidentally injuring Duan Ziyu, so they could only worry.
The two elders of Huashan watched with swords drawn, and as soon as the leader showed signs of failure, they worked together to replace him.
Although these people all know that Duan Ziyu is great in martial arts, Yang Xiaowei is so famous that Duan Ziyu will lose more than he will win in a fight with him.
Yang Xiao's fingers turned into swords, and he could "sweep thousands of armies" with one strike. Duan Ziyu also turned his fingers into swords, but it was the "eternal disaster" in the anti-Liangyi sword technique.
Yang Xiao recognized the power of this move and ducked to avoid it.
At this moment, the two of them had fired nearly a hundred moves. When Duan Ziyu saw him dodge, he took a long breath and immediately attacked with the Nine Yin White Bone Claw, but Yang Xiao just dodged it.
Unexpectedly, his arms were so long that his fingers could grasp his forehead. A master fights against his enemy for every cent. Yang Xiao had originally planned that his arms would reach the limit and could not grow any longer. Unexpectedly, this change made him break out in a cold sweat.
His martial arts is indeed superb, and his speed of response is rare. When encountering this sudden change, the person flew out diagonally backwards, without moving his feet or bending his waist, as if he had installed a machine.
The people in Mingjiao burst out with joy.
Although Duan Ziyu's move was in vain, he tore off a strip of Yang Xiao's brocade robe with just five fingers. To be fair, he actually won the move.
When people in the Ming Cult saw the leader in such a miserable state, they realized that they were booing and booing, and everyone was extremely embarrassed.
As soon as Yang Xiao summoned his internal strength, his torn brocade robe suddenly shook off and fell into the distance like a white cloud. People in the Ming Cult learned a lot from the hardships and gained wisdom. Although they saw the superb martial arts in this hand, they remained speechless. No more cheers.
Yang Xiao opened his hand, and two young disciples bowed and presented two Holy Fire Tokens.
Yang Xiao is proficient in all kinds of weapons. For him, no weapon is the same. After becoming the leader, because the Holy Fire Token is the magic weapon of the leader of the Ming Cult and it is harder than gold and stone, he uses the Holy Fire Token as a common weapon.
He came over with the order in hand. Duan Ziyu also drew out his long sword, and the tip of the sword hung to the ground, establishing the gateway to the "Tian Lei Sword Technique".
Zhang Yuzhen shouted: "Master Yang, you are also a hero who has been famous for many years. Why are you so shameless and shameless? How can you be shameless when you lose a move? How can you see the world again in the future?"
Yang Xiao took a breath and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Duan, Yang accidentally made a mistake. If you return the Holy Fire Order, Yang will admit defeat and lead his people back to the Western Region.
If not, today will be a life-and-death battle that will last forever. "
Duan Ziyu heard what he said was quite tragic, but also open-minded.
You must know that for a famous elder like Yang Xiao to admit defeat, it is actually worse than death, but how can the Holy Fire Order be "returned" if he is not in his hands.
Zhang Yuzhen smiled sweetly and said: "Master Yang, what's so good about that black thing that is neither gold nor jade? If it were in my hands, I would return it to you. But unfortunately, the emperor found out about it and said it was borrowed for a few days.
"Master Yang, why don't you wait a few days, and I will return it to you after I ask for it from the emperor. You Ming Cult are really weird, treating two pieces of something that cannot be worth five taels of silver as a treasure."
Yang Xiao was angry and annoyed, and thought to himself: "What do you, a kid, know?"
Now that they have fallen into the hands of Zhu Yuanzhang, it is extremely difficult to recover these two Holy Fire Tokens.
Zhu Yuanzhang ascended the throne of the emperor with the power of Mingjiao, so he called himself "King of Ming Dynasty", and his country was also called "Ming Dynasty". He regarded himself as the leader of Mingjiao. Unfortunately, his position in the religion was too low, not even as good as the Western San people and the Five Elements Flag Envoy. Of course no one is willing to support him.
The original sect leader Wuji disappeared very strangely. It was estimated that Zhang Wuji disappeared after inspecting Zhu Yuanzhang's military camp in Haozhou. Therefore, the leaders of the sect unanimously guessed that Zhu Yuanzhang must be causing trouble, or perhaps using some vicious plan to kill the leader. .
As a result, Zhu Yuanzhang was even regarded as an enemy.
When Zhu Yuanzhang saw that the followers were dissatisfied, he was afraid that the Ming Sect would become his enemy again. "Water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it." With the six Holy Fire Orders in hand, the remaining 100,000 followers of the Ming Cult surrendered on their own.
Yang Xiao had already guessed all the reasons for this, but today it was like this. He secretly sighed that the Ming Cult was going to be gone. The unprecedented grand occasion of Leader Zhang's time would never be repeated, and the person who caused it was right in front of him. This ghost girl doesn’t know the heights of the world.
At that moment, his anger reached the extreme, his body swayed, and two sacred fire tokens were thrown at Zhang Yuzhen.
Zhang Yuzhen had already clasped his hands on the spring of the concealed weapon case on his wrist. When he saw Yang Xiaoqi approaching, he pressed his fingers. In an instant, more than a hundred thunder needles shot out, hitting Yang Xiao's chest and abdomen.
The two were extremely close to each other, and it was impossible for Yang Xiaoji to avoid him. At the critical moment, his inner strength suddenly reached its peak, and his clothes swelled like a drum. More than a hundred magic needles hit the clothes and fell down with a shudder.
However, two or three of them penetrated through the clothes and shot into the flesh.
Yang Xiao was extremely angry, and the Holy Fire Order was thrown at Zhang Yuzhen. Suddenly, there was wind behind his head, and five wisps of finger wind stung his scalp. Yang Xiao knew that it was Duan Ziyu's Nine Yin White Bone Claw that had attacked.
There were two clanks at the same time, but it was the two veteran Huashan generals who had been preparing for a long time to support the Holy Fire Order.
Although Yang Xiao was furious, he did not lose his composure. He shrank his body to avoid a claw, and then slid out laterally. Although the skill of moving his hand horizontally was different from Duan Ziyu's "moving the world", it was still different. Similar.
Duan Ziyu only wanted to save Zhang Yuzhen, not to attack the enemy. Seeing that Zhang Yuzhen was fine, Duan Ziyu put his hand on his forehead and recited "Amitabha" countless times, but he had no intention of attacking Yang Xiao.
After Yang Xiao escaped from danger, he felt unbearable itching in the place where the needle was injected. He knew that the needle was poisonous, so he had no choice but to get lucky, but he did not dare to take action again. But if he gave it up, it would be difficult to get such a good opportunity again, and he was heartbroken. On the next move, he suddenly felt violent thoughts, took out a red Dharma flag, waved it in the air, and more than a hundred churchgoers immediately rushed up and attacked Duan Ziyu.
This time, Yang Xiao originally wanted to compete with Zhang Changchang. He knew that Zhang Changchang was by no means an easy person to compete with, and the Tianshi Sect was full of talents and masters, so he left Fan Yao to guard the Great Bright Summit and handle matters within the sect.
Wei Yixiao had always been at odds with Yang Xiao. He came back in a bad mood last time and did not come with him. The Five Elements Flags went their separate ways and had always been obedient to Yang Xiao, but Yang Xiao could not control him.
They had no choice but to lead the elites of Heaven, Earth, Feng, Lei Ximen and Yinye Wang Tianying to come east. Since the founding of the Ming Cult, there have been inconsistent government orders and the situation has reached an extreme point of disintegration. The leader of the Ming Cult, Yang Xiao, is even more in name only.
Duan Ziyu told the two elders of Huashan to protect Zhang Yuzhen, and he led more than a hundred Taoist priests from Sanqing Temple to meet him, and the two sides launched a bloody battle.
As soon as the two sides fought, the sound of weapons clashing and the screams of injuries could be heard endlessly.
Duan Ziyu wields a sword in his right hand and a nine-yin white bone claw in his left hand, charging like a tiger like a flock of sheep. As the saying goes, "Show no mercy, strike without mercy." Although the Ming Cult members are not mediocre, how can they stop his tiger power.
Moreover, both sides have similar numbers, so in terms of martial arts, the Tianshi Sect still has the upper hand.
Duan Ziyu's swordsmanship was exquisite, and few members of the Ming Cult could catch his eight or ten moves. Under the claws of the Nine Yin White Bones, the skull of the person was penetrated and died.
In a matter of seconds, more than twenty people were killed, as if they were cutting grass.
During the meal, half of the Ming Cult's Ximen Cult and Tianying Banner's followers were lost, but the Tianshi Cult suffered very little damage. The Ming Cult was even more disadvantaged, but these cult members have always been fierce, and even though they knew they were outmatched, they still fought hard and refused to retreat. .
Yang Xiao did not expect that all of the more than a hundred mediocre Taoist priests would be strong-willed. It was a big surprise. When he saw that if he did not retreat, his entire army was in danger of being annihilated. He acted decisively, took out the Dharma flag, waved it continuously, and shouted: "Everyone retreat immediately, don't let us fight."
As soon as the Mingjiao followers heard the order, they immediately retreated. Many of these followers had been in battle formations, and when they were about to retreat, they were quite orderly and not at all chaotic.
The followers protected Yang Xiao and King Yin Ye and left in panic, leaving dozens of dead bodies behind.
Duan Ziyu ordered people to collect the corpse, set up a fire, and incinerate the corpse. This was actually done in accordance with Mingjiao customs.
He clasped his sword and sang, "Burn my broken body with the blazing holy fire. How joyful is life, how painful is death. Doing good and eliminating evil, only because of the light, joy and sorrow all return to the dust. Have mercy on me, the world, there are so many sorrows! Have mercy on me, the world." , there are many worries.”
The voice is impassioned and passionate, and the song finally brings tears to my eyes. Everyone was surprised. Only Zhang Yuzhen understood its meaning, but did not take it seriously.
Zhang Yuzhen said: "Brother Yu defeated Yang Xiao and King Yin Ye, and killed so many monsters from the Demon Cult. Why should he be celebrating with great joy, but why are he suddenly crying out for grief?"
Duan Ziyu said: "I just had a moment of righteous indignation and formed a quarrel with Mingjiao. In fact, I don't know whether Mingjiao is good or bad, good or evil. These people are strangers to me, let alone grudges, but they still have no choice but to kill them. .
"However, this passage from Mingjiao shows a broad mind and great benevolence. He did not hesitate to sacrifice his own life to save the world. Such benevolence and bravery, killing so many people, I really don't know whether it is right or wrong."
Zhang Yuzhen said affectionately: "Brother Yu, you are doing it all for me. I am the one who tired you."
Duan Ziyu smiled bitterly and said: "That's not necessarily the case. Now that I am the leader of Huashan, the various sects have been feuding with the Mingjiao for hundreds of years, and they are destined to be enemies of the Mingjiao."
After Yang Xiao left, there was no movement, and no martial arts people came to harass him. The two elders of Huashan finally couldn't bear it anymore, so they urged Duan Ziyu to get dressed and go to Huashan to take over the family.
Although Duan Ziyu and Zhang Yuzhen were deeply in love and sentimental, he also knew that this matter was inevitable, not to mention that he would lead the crowd to Songshan Mountain to meet up with the Kunlun Sect, so he bid farewell to Zhang Yuzhen in tears. The three of them rode on three horses and rode away to Huashan Mountain. .
Sanqing Temple is not far from Huashan Mountain. The three of them traveled from Xianyang to Xi'an, left Lintong Pass, and arrived at the foot of Huashan Mountain in a few days.
The three of them went up the mountain. Disciples from Huashan had come to greet him, but they didn't know who Duan Ziyu was. The two elders didn't tell him. The disciples from Huashan thought he was an honored guest invited by the elders, and they were quite respectful in their speech and behavior.
Going up to the top of Huashan Mountain, he saw rows of monasteries. Although they were not gorgeous, they were neat and spacious. Duan Ziyu thought about how much manpower and material resources the ancestors of Huashan Mountain spent to reach today's scale. He couldn't help but feel the huge responsibility on his shoulders. , quite a feeling of walking on thin ice.
The bell tolled nine times in a row. The bell was made of brass and weighed more than a thousand kilograms. Once the bell rang, it was heard ten miles away, and the buzzing sound filled the mountains and fields. This was a signal that the Huashan sect had undergone the biggest change and was recruiting fellow sect members. .
When the nearby disciples heard the sound of the bell, no matter what they were doing, they had to rush back immediately.
The second elder led Duan Ziyu to a meeting hall that could accommodate hundreds of people, and without any explanation pushed him onto the tiger-skin chair on the stairs. The second elder also sat down on the chair next to him, but it was lowered one step.
Disciples from the sect came in droves, kowtowed to the two elders, and then stood in awe, watching Duan Ziyu sitting on the leader's chair. They were all very surprised.
Thinking of the strange behavior of the two elders over the years, I vaguely guessed something.
However, the two elders held the most respect in the sect, and most of these disciples were trained by the two elders. So when they saw the two elders drinking tea leisurely, with a complacent expression, they did not dare to ask questions, and they just kept mumbling in their hearts.
Sitting on the tiger-skin chair, Duan Ziyu really felt like thorns pricking his back. He was sipping the fragrant tea, but he didn't know its taste.
After about two hours, the disciples of Huashan Sect gathered together.
One by one, they signed up to have a drink with the two elders and kowtow to say hello.
Duan Ziyu's skill in memorizing is quite impressive.
He secretly remembered the names and descriptions of these disciples in his heart.
After everyone gathered together, Duan Ziyu counted out a total of 253 disciples. The eldest was over fifty, and the youngest was only eight or nine years old. Most of them were the disciples and grandsons of the two elders.
Duan Ziyu thought to himself: "Although the Huashan Sect is in decline, there are still many disciples. I don't know what the Huashan Sect was like in its heyday. The temples of several of the top disciples are faintly bulging. They have strong bodies, light steps, and good martial arts skills. solid."
The eldest disciple on the left, whose surname is Ning Caihe, is over fifty years old. Judging from his position, he is the first among the disciples.
At this moment, seeing that everyone was gathered, he stepped out from the crowd, came to the middle, bowed and said:
"Two master uncles, you two have been separated for several years. There is no master in the sect. The disciples are thinking about it day and night, and they are all longing for it. Fortunately, I have returned to the sect today, and gathered all my fellow disciples. I don't know why?"
Elder Gao said proudly: "Xiao Ningzi, your uncle and I are not just traveling around. My senior brother and I have traveled all over the world and endured a lot of hardships. We finally found a powerful martial artist for our sect. The leader of Daren Dayong.”
As soon as he said this, he was really shocked.
The disciples on both sides were excited and making loud noises. Although these disciples saw that Duan Ziyu was in the position of leader and knew the intention of the two elders to recruit the leader from outside, they saw that Duan Ziyu was very young. In addition to his handsome and elegant appearance, I can't see anything unusual.
Therefore, although they had expected it to some extent, they still felt that it was not like it. As soon as Old Man Gao's words were confirmed, all the disciples were shocked and felt unbelievable.
The short old man hit the table and shouted sternly: "What are you shouting about? This is the important meeting place of our sect, with the statues of the ancestors of all generations on it. How can there be any decency in shouting and arguing?"
Everyone was speechless immediately, and the hall was completely silent.
Everyone is most afraid of this uncle. They know that this uncle has entered the Huashan sect since he was a child and has been the head of the sect for three consecutive times. He can be said to be a veteran of the three dynasties and has the most merit among the sect.
The previous two heads were also extremely respectful to him. He was the law enforcement elder in the sect. He was usually unsmiling, selfless, and enforced the law like a mountain. All the disciples in the sect, big and small, were in awe when they saw it.
On the other hand, Uncle Second Master (Mr. Gao) was easy-going and had a submissive temperament, and he could play with children as young as eight or nine years old. He had a strong legacy of the old naughty boy Zhou Botong in the late Southern Song Dynasty, and everyone got along with him.
Ning Caihe took a deep breath and defended boldly: "Uncle Grandmaster, you are the senior leader of the sect. You have always followed the law and your disciples should obey your orders.
"The matter of supporting the leader is really related to the rise and fall of the sect, and it is also closely related to the fate of the martial arts world. It must be considered carefully and considered in the long term."
The short old man hummed: "I'm not old enough to be stupid, and it's not your turn to teach me a lesson."
Ning Caihe's heart skipped a beat.
He knelt down on his knees and kowtowed, saying, "Disciple doesn't dare. Master, please calm down and allow me to explain my feelings in detail."
The short old man said coldly: "If you have anything to say, just say it. This matter is everyone's share, and it is not my business alone."
Ning Caihe's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, but he didn't dare to take the handkerchief to wipe it off. He raised his head and said:
"Since ancient times, the head of the sect must be selected from the disciples of the sect, and there is no reason to hire a leader from another sect.
"This sect has been established for hundreds of years and has always been like this. Disciples don't dare to criticize what my uncle has done. But if it is spread out, it may make other sects laugh at it and ruin the reputation of our Huashan sect."
Several other major disciples also came out one after another, knelt at the foot of the steps, and echoed:
"What Senior Brother said makes sense, I hope Uncle Master will think twice."
The short old man sneered and said: "What kind of prestige does the Huashan Sect have in the world? My move is to revive the prestige of our sect. If there is no such example, why not start with me. Each sect takes care of its own affairs. He also paid attention to what others said.
"This Young Master Duan is a descendant of the Duan family in Dali. His name is Shangzi Xiayu. He possesses the Nine Yin Magical Skills. Needless to say, he is proficient in martial arts. It is rare that he is benevolent and courageous and has a chivalrous demeanor. Such a talent is exactly what we want to be the leader of our sect. Excellent candidate.
"If you say that he is from another sect, it is not the case. Your second uncle and I have already accepted him into the Huashan sect for more than a month. It is only fair and just to ask him to be the leader."
When the disciples heard Duan Ziyu's name, they were in an uproar.
Recently, there are rumors in the world that a young hero has emerged, who defeated the Xisan people of Mingjiao and fled. Even Yang Xiao and King Yin Ye were defeated by him. Everyone knows that he possesses the Nine Yin Divine Art.
Although the martial arts of Huashan disciples are not very high, they are still relatively well-informed. Naturally, they have heard these things for a long time. When they heard that the young man sitting in the seat was the very talented Duan Ziyu, many people felt happy and comforted. What the uncle said is very reasonable, and I already agree with it.
Ning Caihe felt quite unhappy when he saw that his junior brothers who had previously agreed with him stood up and returned to their posts silently. Knowing that he could not stand alone, he had no choice but to stand up and go back.
"He tried to prevent this, but he had selfish motives. Originally, the previous head of the sect, Xianyu Tongyi, died, and he was the leader of the disciples of the sect. His martial arts skills were always the best among everyone, so the position of head should have fallen to him naturally. On his head.
But this matter of establishing a leader must be presided over by two elders. Many people in the sect suggested to the two elders that a leader should be established as soon as possible. The country cannot be without a king for a day, and the sect cannot be without a leader for a day, but they are all destroyed. The two elders objected.
Ning Caihe knew that there was no hope of becoming the leader, so he looked at Duan Ziyu.
Thinking that I would have to surrender to this childish boy from now on, my heart was filled with unspeakable pain, and the sunlight was very cruel.
The other top disciples did not fully agree with this move, but the Huashan sect's rules were strict, and the punishment for the short old man was especially harsh, but no one dared to bear the crime of resisting.
Duan Ziyu had been living with the short old man for more than a month, and saw that although he didn't speak much, he was also an aloof elder. Unexpectedly, he was so majestic, and he was so aggressive in his speech and eloquent in his speech, which particularly surprised him.
He could clearly see the expressions of all the disciples in Huashan. He stood up and cupped his hands and said:
"Everyone, I am young and ignorant, with low martial arts skills. I was wrongly favored by two seniors and insisted on being the leader. I know clearly that I am not qualified for the job, but I have no choice but to refuse. I have no choice but to come to Huashan. This was not my intention.
"It's just that the kindness of the two seniors is hard to deny. I can't say that I can take over the position of the leader for a few days. As soon as a talented person comes along, I will immediately give up my position and make way for him."
Ning Caihe said to himself: "That's nice to say, but if you really sit down, there's no reason to give up empty-handed." Seeing the two uncles' determination, all the junior brothers and nephews were silent, knowing that it was hard to change the situation. He replied, but the bad energy in his heart could not be vented, so he said:
"Mr. Duan, your reputation has spread far and wide. We live in seclusion and have no chance to see you. Mr. Duan, why don't you show your hand and let me feast our eyes on him."
Duan Ziyu knew that he meant to make things difficult. He knew that if he didn't show his hands and suppress everyone today, he didn't know what would happen in the future. He put his hands on the chair and flew out flatly, his head falling down the steps.
Old Man Gao clapped his hands and cheered. He liked liveliness by nature. When he saw someone competing in martial arts, he was overjoyed. He didn't even think about competing with anyone, as long as there was fun and excitement, all the disciples clapped and cheered when they saw Master Uncle and Master Uncle. The crowd echoed each other, fearing that their hands would not clap loudly, their cheers would not be bright, and they would fall behind others.
Only a few well-known disciples watched with cold eyes.
Duan Ziyu cupped his hands and bowed to both sides: "I wonder who would be willing to give me some advice."
Several major disciples looked at each other in shock and remained silent. They all looked at Ning Caihe and thought:
"You should answer the difficult questions yourself."
Ning Caihe was angry and cursed in his heart: "Everyone who usually calls me "Big Brother" or "Big Brother" wants to be affectionate and affectionate, but now they are laughing at me."
The situation was so strong that I had no choice but to step out. With a thought in my heart, I came up with another plan and said with a smile:
"Mr. Duan, I have heard for a long time that your Excellency is very powerful in martial arts, so Ning expected to be defeated. However, our fight this time is between the leader of Huashan and his subordinates. If you use other martial arts, Ning will admit defeat."
These words use retreat to advance, which is very powerful.
Ning Caihe thought to himself, no matter how powerful you are in martial arts, you may not be proficient in Huashan martial arts. If you don't know Huashan martial arts, how can you have the dignity to be the leader.
Little did he know that the two elders of Huashan had anticipated this and specially taught them all the martial arts of the Huashan sect.
Duan Ziyu possesses the Nine Yin Divine Art.
The martial arts of the Huashan School are easy to understand at a glance and mastered as soon as you practice them, and your moves are like those of a famous Huashan martial artist.
Huashan martial arts is really powerful in his hands.
Duan Ziyu smiled and said: "As Brother Yi Ning said, if I use even one or a half of the martial arts from outside the Huashan sect, I will immediately admit my defeat, go down the mountain immediately, and never touch the boundaries of the Huashan sect for the rest of my life."
Except for the two elders, everyone was shocked and even more interested in this fight. Old Man Gao cheered:
"Xiao Ningzi, try your best. If you can defeat him in one and a half moves, the position of leader will be yours."
The short old man frowned and said: "Second brother, how can you talk nonsense in front of this junior?"
Old Man Gao chuckled and said, "I was just joking, how can Xiao Ningzi win?"
When Ning Caihe heard this, he almost burst out of anger. Even though he knew that his second uncle had always been open-minded, these words made him embarrassed. Immediately, the legs are together, the left palm is in front, the right fist is placed horizontally between the ribs, forming the gateway of Huashan Boxing, saying a word of invitation, leading the left palm, and striking out with the right fist.
Duan Ziyu retreats his left leg and crosses his right elbow, which is the "iron bolt blocking the door" of Huashan boxing.
Although this move is simple, Duan Ziyu's timing and position are extremely accurate. He just deflected the punch, made a slight progress, and the tip of his elbow touched Ning Cai and the Yutang point on his chest, and then he floated back.
Ning Caihe suddenly felt a numbness in his chest and aches and pains all over his body, but he immediately recovered and showed no signs of abnormality. Knowing that he was merciful and that his inner strength would be withdrawn as soon as he touched it, he could avoid making a huge embarrassment.
I couldn't help but feel ashamed, and I didn't want to immerse myself in this boxing technique for ten years. It is known as the "magic boxing". This "handle arm blocks the door and crosses the iron bar" is an extremely ordinary move, and I was in my sleep. It was possible to dismantle it, but it fell to this trick.
Duan Ziyu also didn't expect that the martial arts of this great disciple of Huashan was so low, and he was secretly puzzled. But he didn't expect that practicing the "Nine Yin Manual", receiving the "Initiation of the Great Dharma", taking the "Innate Creation Pill", and practicing the "Tian Lei Sword Technique" are all extraordinary things. People in the world want to be like reaching heaven. He Western beauty is as ready as picking up mustard, and martial arts has already reached the state of perfection.
Ning Caihetian's capital is not high, and he has relied on years of hard training. After all, his manpower is limited, and Huashan Boxing is not a magical martial art. At the end of the day, it is only a second-rate level, and it is difficult to reach the level of elegance.
There is a huge difference in skill between the two, so the winner will be decided in a battle of skills.
Duan Ziyu defeated Ning Caihe with one move. He was both unexpected and a little guilty, so he did not say "acceptance".
Ning Caihe was really unwilling and said:
"Master Duan is very skilled in boxing. Ning wants to learn a thing or two about using weapons. Is he willing to give me some advice?"
Duan Ziyu smiled and said, "It's up to you."
As soon as Old Man Gao heard the competition between weapons, he immediately drew his sword and threw it over. Duan Ziyu reached out to take it.
The disciples saw the force of this throw and it was so powerful that most people could only dodge and never dare to use their edge, but Duan Ziyu caught it easily and effortlessly, which was a big deal and a great success. A masterpiece.
Duan Ziyu knew that Old Man Gao was posing a problem for him. He was good at swordsmanship, but Old Man Gao just threw the knife at him. He smiled secretly and didn't care.
Ning Caihe held the sword in his hand. He used the sword technique in his left hand and stabbed flatly with the sword. This was the "Jingxiu of Thousand Peaks" in the Huashan swordsmanship. Duan Ziyu circled his body, used the sword as a sword, and also used the "Eagle Snake" move. The "spiritual snake spitting treasure" of "life and death struggle", forced by his internal force, the tip of the knife is as soft as a rope, circling up and down, left and right, buzzing, like a big poisonous snake spitting out its whiskers, choosing people to devour.
When this move came out, even the short old man couldn't help but cheer loudly. Among the three masters he had experienced, there was no one who could master this move of "Spiritual Snake Spitting Treasures" so wonderfully. I can't help but feel drunk and the sound is like thunder.
This time Duan Ziyu was prepared. Although every move could kill Ning Caihe, he used every move to reach the end, restraining his strength and preventing him from losing too much and losing face.
There are thirty-six methods of Huashan swordsmanship in total, and they are quite famous in the world, but in Duan Ziyu's eyes, they are full of flaws. Ning Caihe's skills are limited, and it is even more difficult for him to bring them to their full potential.
Duan Ziyu's every move points to a flaw in his swordsmanship, or an area that he would rather pick up and practice than master. Although he doesn't say a word, it is no different from a good teacher pointing his disciples, and all his disciples practice it. In this swordsmanship, Xu Ning Caihe is regarded as the best among all, and it is no different from being taught by himself.
Everyone watched attentively, pondered carefully, and engraved it in their hearts. In order to make everyone see clearly, Duan Ziyu made his moves slower. Even so, Ning Caihe also restrained his moves and broke out in cold sweat.
After completing the thirty-six steps of Huashan Sword Technique, Ning Cai and Ji were sweating all over their bodies. As if they were encountering ghosts, a thought flashed through their minds:
"This must be the reincarnation of the ancestor, otherwise he would never be able to reach this level even if he practiced these two sets of martial arts from his mother's womb."
He raised his sword and raised his elbow, which was the closing position of the sword technique. He knelt down and knelt down and said:
"The leader has magical powers, and his disciples worship him to the point of worship. He has received many teachings just now, and they will benefit from him throughout his life."
Later, under the guidance of Duan Ziyu, Ning Caihe became a famous swordsman and founded the "Sword Sect" of the Huashan School. This is a story later.
Duan Ziyu hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold it and said, "How dare you be treated as a gift from Brother Ning."
Ning Caihe knelt down and kowtowed, but Ning Caihe tried his best to stop him, but he couldn't hold it back.
Ning Caihe said respectfully: "Please return the head of the family and allow us to pay our respects."
He has a good temper, and once he conquers someone, he will be so smitten with him that he will never fall in love with him again.
Duan Ziyu, the second veteran of Huashan, pulled Duan Ziyu to sit on the leader's chair. The two of them led the disciples on the steps to pay homage to the leader. Duan Ziyu hurriedly stood up and returned the salute.
After all the disciples bowed in obeisance, they still stood on two sides, each with a respectful look and no sign of contempt.
The short old man left a few major disciples behind and dismissed everyone.
Everyone exited in an orderly manner.
After discussion with several disciples, the two elders chose the fifteenth day of next month as the auspicious day for the inauguration ceremony of the leader. They immediately wrote invitations in the names of the two elders and distributed them to various sects, notifying all the martial arts comrades to come and watch the ceremony.
During this period, Huashan Mountain was very busy.
Repairing houses, clearing mountain roads, purchasing wine and meat, and handling all matters related to the inauguration ceremony of the head.
Duan Ziyu had nothing to do. Apart from teaching his new disciple, eight-year-old Feng Qingyang, martial arts every day, Duan Ziyu took a walk and got familiar with the environment. Whenever he met a disciple practicing martial arts and swordsmanship, he would watch for a while and point out the disciples. Benefited a lot.
The moon was as bright as water that night. After Duan Ziyu did the exercises cross-legged on the bed, he felt no longer sleepy, so he got up and walked on the mountain.
It was already October, and the mountain wind was hunting. The chill was very strong, but Duan Ziyu had profound internal energy, so he didn't even notice it. Suddenly I saw a candlelight in a house, so I headed towards it.
There were still a hundred steps away, and the quarrels in the house could already be clearly heard, each word distinct.
One person said: "Second brother, this is your fault. When the two uncles first proposed this matter, Brother Yu went against Yan Li's advice. At that time, the second brother was as silent as a horse. Why are you opposed now?"
Another voice said: "Master brother, I have no other intentions. The origin of this new leader is suspicious. I heard that his best skill is the Nine Yin White Bone Claw.
"I heard that this kind of kung fu is practiced using living people as targets. There are still some people who practice this kind of kung fu who are not evil-minded. If the Huashan Gate falls into his hands, the future is really worrying.
"The foundation that the Huashan sect's ancestors and Huashan disciples built with blood has been handed over to outsiders. The two master uncles are too stupid."
As soon as Duan Ziyu heard it, he knew that the first voice was Ning Caihe, and the second voice was the second disciple Cheng Nan. The two had the largest number of disciples in the sect. They were like the two major factions, Ning Caihe and Cheng Nan, and they had a decisive position.
Ning Caihe said: "Second brother, there are nine out of ten rumors in the world that are false. Moreover, the head of the sect fought with me in the meeting hall. Everyone in our sect witnessed it with their own eyes. It was purely the martial arts of our sect. Brother Yu, you can't do it." I have carefully studied his guidance in the past few days, and I feel that I have made great progress in my swordsmanship.
I'm not saying that if the martial arts of our sect can be so good, I should recommend this new leader, so why should my second brother be worried in vain. "
Cheng Nan said anxiously: "Brother, this is not all. It is said that this new leader is a disciple of Tianshi who advocates normalcy, and is already engaged in a marriage alliance with his beloved daughter Zhang Yuzhen.
"Recently, people from various sects have said that the more than 100 unsolved cases in which masters of various sects were intercepted and killed in the past few months were all committed by the Tianshi Sect. It seems that the Tianshi Sect has great ambitions to annex the martial arts world and dominate the world.
"How do we know that this new leader is not a spy of the Tianshi Sect? He was sent to take charge of Huashan to devour our faction first?"
Ning Caihe pondered for a while and then said in a deep voice: "Second brother, is what you said true?"
Cheng Nan said: "Brother Senior, this matter is related to the survival of our sect. How dare I listen to Zi's false claims? Only after I find out these things are true can I dare to discuss them with Senior Brother."
Ning Caihe said: "This matter is just as you said. It is indeed something to worry about, but the invitation has been sent out and no one in the world knows about it. Now that everything is done, what can we do?"
Cheng Nan said: "The only way is to break the contract and explain the matter to the martial arts comrades in the world. I think all the factions will understand. Even if you lose some reputation, it is good to keep the inheritance of your ancestors."
When Yin Ziyu heard this, he could only smile bitterly, and suddenly felt a murderous aura coming over him. He turned around and saw a short old man standing ten steps away. Under the moonlight, his face was full of murderous aura, which was terrifying.
Duan Ziyu knew that he had murderous intentions towards Ning, Cheng and others, so he hurriedly waved his hand to calm him down.
Then I heard Ning Caihe say: "Let's go find the two uncles."
The door creaked open, and Ning Caihe and Cheng Nan walked out. When they saw Duan Ziyu and the short old man standing under the moonlight, they felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured on them, and their hearts went cold.
Duan Ziyu walked over and said with a smile: "Senior brothers, do you want to see the Nine Yin White Bone Claws?"
Ning, Cheng and others thought he was going to take action, so they couldn't help but take a step back. Duan Ziyu's figure swayed, and only a black shadow flashed under the moonlight. Duan Ziyu's claws had penetrated a big tree ten feet away, with five finger holes. Even and natural.
It was the first time for Ning, Cheng and others to see this Kung Fu. They were horrified and thought to themselves:
"Such finger strength can really crack gold and crack stones. If you catch it on the head, you will die."
Duan Ziyu said loudly: "I have been practicing this skill since I was a child, but I have only used big trees, walls, and stones as targets. I have never used living people as targets. However, I have killed many people from the demon sect with this claw. Brother Cheng Nan, do you think this kung fu is evil?"
Cheng Nan was extremely frightened, fearing that he would suddenly come up and pierce five holes in her head. She was frightened and trembling. She nodded and shook her head, not knowing whether it was "yes" or "no".
Duan Ziyu swayed and pulled out the single sword from the short old man's waist, using a move that reversed the "eternal disaster" in the Liangyi sword technique. The sword was placed on Cheng Nan's neck. Ning Caihe said anxiously: "Master, please show mercy. "
The cold blade touched his neck, and Cheng Nan's soul came out. His martial arts was not bad. Duan Ziyu jumped out, drew his sword, and turned around to attack. There was a distance of dozens of feet at least, but he didn't even have time to react. The knife was already placed on his neck. This was the first time he had seen such ghost-like and erratic martial arts.
Duan Ziyu put away the knife and said with a smile: "Brother Cheng Nan, do you think this move is evil?"
Although Cheng Nan couldn't avoid it, he also recognized that this was a unique move in his sect's anti-liangyi sword technique. It was certainly not vicious, but he also vaguely felt in his heart that there was no difference between a claw attack and a beheading attack. , speechless for a moment.
Duan Ziyu returned the knife to the short old man and said: "Senior, I just want to clear my innocence, and I have no intention of blasphemy. I have inextricable connections with the Tianshi Sect, and seniors should be fully aware of it.
"Now that I'm in a place of suspicion, I can't do what my senior asked me to do, so I packed my bags and went down to Huashan Mountain overnight."
After saying that, he walked away without any chance of the short old man and Ning Caihe stopping him.
Cheng Nan suddenly knew that he had gotten into a big trouble, and he didn't know what to do for a moment, and he was as heartbroken as death.
Duan Ziyu returned to the room, packed his bags in a moment, looked at Feng Qingyang who was sleeping soundly, he felt quite in love, his heart skipped a beat, and he pushed the door open.
When he opened the door and took a look, he was stunned. The open space in front of the door was filled with people kneeling in darkness. The two elders of Huashan were kneeling in front of them. The horses were bundled together with their hooves. They looked tired. It seemed that they had been punished by the short old man.
When the short old man saw him coming out, he said loudly: "Master nephew, you must not leave. The great cause of the revitalization of the Huashan sect will fall on you. I hope you can stay here for the sake of our two old men."
All the disciples also said in unison: "Please stay, Master. We will all support you loyally and have no objections."
Duan Ziyu was very moved. Unexpectedly, the short old man gathered all his disciples in a moment and came to stop him. He hurriedly approached and helped him up and said, "Senior, please get up quickly."
The two elders got up, and all the disciples also got up. Ning Caihe came up to him, reached out and slapped himself several times, and said in a hateful voice:
"Master, I have lived for more than fifty years in vain. As the leader of all disciples, I cannot set an example for my junior brothers and nephews. Instead, I believe in rumors and offend the master. I ask the master to punish me." He knelt down straight on the ground. .
Duan Ziyu hurriedly helped him up and saw that his palms were very hard, his cheeks were swollen and his fingerprints were faint, and he felt very guilty.
Old Man Gao chuckled and said: "Master Nephew, don't be angry. This bastard has offended you. Wait until I take it out on you."
He kicked Ning Caihe more than ten feet away. He kicked out so fast that Duan Ziyu couldn't stop him. He kicked Cheng Nan hard again and cursed:
"You bastard, I have worked so hard to invite the leader, but you are going to make me angry and run away. If you dare to insult the leader with your words, and you don't have any rules in your eyes, I will chop you into pieces." Literally pull out the knife and chop.
Duan Ziyu dodged quickly, his orchid fingers brushed against the curved point of the old man's arm, he snatched the knife away with his left hand, and said with a smile: "Senior, why do you do this?"
Moving the knife like the wind, he cut off the rope on Cheng Nan's body without damaging the brocade robe at all. Recently, he has made great progress in sending and receiving strength.
Duan Ziyu said to the two elders: "Two seniors, I did not run away out of anger, but because I had no choice but to do it for my own reasons. This brother Cheng is also committed to the survival of the Huashan sect. What crime is there? Such a punishment makes me uneasy."
Old Man Gao smiled and said: "Since you said you would spare him, then spare him. Go away. My heart is blocked just looking at you."
He kicked Cheng Nan away with a flying kick. A disciple had already caught him, but he was not as embarrassed as Ning Caihe.
Duan Ziyu sighed and said: "Tianshijiao Master Zhang is the benefactor who saved my life and taught me martial arts. Although he does not have the name of master and disciple, he is actually the master and disciple.
"Senior also knows everything about Zhen'er and I, and there is nothing to hide from anyone.
"The Celestial Master Sect is very powerful and has ambitions for the martial arts world. If it's true as Cheng Nan said, it's really hard to be a good person when you're stuck in the middle. It's better to just leave and be a carefree wanderer."
Old Man Gao chuckled and said: "Master nephew, Xiao Nanzi loves to talk nonsense. You can just think that he farts. Do you think that the leader of Huashan is not glamorous enough? Are you going to be a 'King of Dali'?"
Duan Ziyu smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't mean that."
The short old man muttered: "Things in the martial arts world are like white clouds and gray dogs. No one can predict that. The Demon Sect and Wudang were sworn enemies before, but now they have become in-laws.
"Shaolin has always been a leader in martial arts and gets along well with all sects. But now, don't we have to confront the Kunlun sect and hold them accountable?
"It can be seen that the relationship between friends and enemies is unpredictable. Even if there is a day when we become enemies of the Tianshi Sect, we can still trust you. Whatever you say, we will do it. Anyone who dares to dissent will be dealt with according to the sect's rules."
Duan Ziyu was greatly moved. Unexpectedly, the short old man treated him so favorably and put the fate of the whole faction in his hands.
The short old man raised his voice and said: "From now on, anyone who dares to disobey the leader will be killed without mercy. Anyone who dares to discuss privately or insult the leader will be quartered with swords. Anyone who is unwilling to obey these rules should commit suicide immediately." Leave the gate and go down to Mount Hua."
Everyone said in unison: "I am willing to obey the master's order, no matter how hard it is, I will fight with swords, mountains, and seas of fire."
The short old man shouted: "Cheng Nan."
Cheng Nan hurried over and bowed to listen to the instructions.
The short old man said: "You are talking nonsense and insulting your elders. You should have cut your body into pieces with a knife. For the sake of the leader, I will punish you to think about crossing the cliff for three years."
Cheng Nan said in a trembling voice: "Thank you, Uncle Master, for your extrajudicial kindness. Please forgive me, Master."
With the support of several disciples, he went to Siguo Cliff and faced the wall overnight.
Seeing this scene, Duan Ziyu said he couldn't leave at all, so he had to go back to the room.
Since this incident, everyone in the Huashan faction has truly obeyed Duan Ziyu's words, and no one dared to have any objections.
October 15th arrived in a blink of an eye, and the Huashan sect was busy decorating with lanterns, sweeping and dusting, and it was a festive atmosphere.
Early in the morning, Duan Ziyu had breakfast. The deacon disciples reported that Emei's head master Baijie Shitai came with his disciples. Duan Ziyu was shocked. Although he expected Baijie Shitai to come, he didn't expect it to be so early. He thought he was running a Mercedes-Benz. One night.
Busy and the two elders arrived at the foot of the mountain. They saw Master Bai Jie leading Jingsi and other five disciples at the foot of the mountain. The car they were riding in was exactly what he sent them.
Duan Ziyu hurriedly bowed down and said in fear: "Master, I've traveled such a long distance and it's so hard, how can I bear it?"
Baijie smiled and said: "This is your good day, how can I not be there? It's not hard to have a car from you."
The two laughed loudly and went up Huashan Mountain side by side. They sent Master Baijie to the hall to serve tea. Duan Ziyu was just about to talk to Master Tai. Zhan Chun, the head of Kunlun, arrived again. When Duan Ziyu greeted him on the mountainside, he saw a middle-aged man. The woman and a middle-aged man came up, followed by Xi Huazi and Wei Xiniang.
The two heads exchanged names, bowed to each other, and came to the living room to sit down and serve tea.
Master Baijie exchanged a few perfunctory words with Zhan Chun, then admired the famous calligraphy and paintings on the wall. Everyone knew that she was cold and arrogant, so they didn't think it was strange.
Guests came in a steady stream, and almost all the famous martial arts sects in the Central Plains arrived, and most of them were leaders of a sect or a gang. Shi Hongshi of the Beggar Clan, and Yu Lianzhou of Wudang also went up to the mountain in person to congratulate them, which was considered to have given the Huashan sect enough face. Only the Kongtong sect No one was sent, but Duan Ziyu injured two elders, Zong Weixia and Chang Jingzhi, so the Kongtong Sect would not come to congratulate him on becoming the leader.
Duan Ziyu saw Shi Hongshi. Then he thought of Shi Qinglai and wanted to inquire about it, but there were indeed many guests, and most of them were senior officials. He had to go out to welcome them in person. He only exchanged a few words and then went out to greet other guests.
The two elders of Huashan were extremely surprised. They did not expect that the various sects would be so honored. The disciples of the sect shuttled back and forth to entertain guests, and their faces were also full of joy. The Huashan sect has never been so prosperous since its establishment.
At about noon, Master Yuanjue, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, and his elder Kongzhi Buddha arrived. The crowd was shocked and surprised.
Shaolin Temple has been closed for many years, specializing in cleansing and repairing, and does not want to hear about the affairs in the martial arts.
The former Shaolin West Great Divine Monk "sees and hears emptiness". Master Kongwen, the abbot, has become a Buddha. Kongjian Divine Monk died under the "Seven Injury Fist" of the Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun. Master Kongxing died at the hands of Wang Baobao. Bald Asan Currently, only Master Kongzhi is left among his subordinates.
The Great Monk of the West became famous early and has a high reputation, which is still higher than that of the Seven Heroes of Wudang.
Everyone never expected that the inauguration ceremony of the head of the Huashan Sect would actually disturb his Buddha.
Given Shaolin's prestigious position in the martial arts world, only the presence of the head of the Bodhidharma Hall or the Discipline Academy would be enough to give the Huashan Sect enough face.
Although Duan Ziyu was flattered and honored, he was also full of doubts in his heart. He and the Kunlun Sect decided to ask Shaolin about the crime. The Shaolin Temple would not know whether the two eminent monks came with the intention of attacking.
But no matter how he thought about it, he still rushed to the mountainside, kowtowed as if it were a ritual, and held the junior ceremony with great respect.
Yuan Jue clasped his hands together, and a soft and tough Gangfeng surged up. Duan Ziyu couldn't bow after this. The abbot of Shaolin valued martial arts, and Duan Ziyu was a junior. It was not easy to compete with him and bow to him hard, but he lost. He knew the etiquette, so he only bowed and gave a half salute.
As soon as the two eminent monks entered the hall, people from each sect stood up one after another and saluted and greeted them. Master Baijie remained motionless. The Kunlun sect naturally turned its face to one side, becoming suspicious in its heart. However, seeing that the two eminent monks only brought a few monks with them. He is a personal novice monk, but he is not afraid.
At noon, the deacon's disciple shouted: "The Celestial Master teaches that the Celestial Master has arrived."
Upon hearing this, many people thought they heard it wrong. Everyone knew Zhang Tianshi's name, but he never interacted with people in the martial arts world, and his status was extremely respected. Therefore, his arrival was even more shocking than the arrival of Yuanyue and Kongzhi.
Duan Ziyu and Erlao rushed to the mountain gate and saw Zhang Changchang wearing a purple robe, a Xiaoyao crown on his head, and Zhang Yuzhen floating in his hand.
Zhang Yuzhen's hair is tied with a golden crown, and she is dressed in pure white mink fur and wearing small boots. She looks like a Langyuan fairy.
Duan Ziyu rushed forward and knelt down, kowtowing and said, "How dare you bother Senior Jade Toe to surrender for such a trivial matter? I really can't bear it."
Zhang Changsheng accepted the courtesy calmly, helped him up and said, "I really wanted to be lazy and not come, but it's a pity that I can't offend a little devil like me. If I don't come, it will be strange if she doesn't pull out all my beard."
As he spoke, he stroked his beard and laughed. Looking at his beloved daughter, he smiled especially brightly.
Duan Ziyu knew that Zhang Yuzhen was the one who caused the most trouble and forced Zhang Zhongli to come over, so he gave Zhang Yuzhen a grateful glance.
Behind the two men, a group of strong men were carrying more than twenty loads of large boxes and small cages. These boxes and cages were very heavy as soon as you saw them. These people did it effortlessly. Although the mountain road was steep, they walked as fast as flying.
Duan Ziyu could tell at a glance that all of them were masters, and he immediately knew that Zhang Zhengcheng was afraid that someone would cause trouble, so he brought a group of masters to suppress the formation. As for condescending to these masters as porters, Duan Ziyu had already seen it under Zhang Yuchu. , not surprised.
Duan Ziyu knew that Zhang Chengcheng didn't like to interact with ordinary people, so he welcomed the two of them to his bedroom and served tea with his own hands.
Zhang Yuzhen took Duan Ziyu's hand and said with a smile: "Brother Yu, no one dares to bully you."
Duan Ziyu smiled and said: "With Miss Zhang as my backer, no one in the world dares to bully me."
Zhang Yuzhen giggled, very proud.
Zhang Changsheng took out the gift slip from his sleeve and handed it to Duan Ziyu, saying: "Just take it and use it."
Duan Ziyu had seen those large and small cages a long time ago and knew that Tianshijiao was as rich as the country, so the amount of money he would take would naturally be shocking. It's just that he was so kind to Zhang Zongzong that he didn't care about these external things. He took them with a smile and threw them on the case.
Zhang Yuzhen curled his lips and said: "Dad, I told you to give more, but you didn't listen. You didn't even look at me."
Zhang Changsheng smiled and said: "My dear, I swept the bottom of the box clean, and even sent you your dowry. It's not enough."
Zhang Yuzhen's face was flushed with embarrassment, and he threw himself on Zhang Zhongcheng and fought like candy, showing no mercy.
Duan Ziyu also felt embarrassed, his handsome face flushed, he couldn't stand there looking at it, he couldn't avoid it, he was extremely embarrassed.
Zhang Changsheng hugged her and said: "Okay, okay, this is not a home, let people see it as a joke. Yu'er, you are busy with guests, go out and organize things."
Duan Ziyu bowed out as if he was being pardoned. When we got outside, we saw people from the Tianshi Sect spread out in twos and threes throughout the Western Zhou Dynasty. They were obviously ordered by Zhang Changchun to monitor the movements and suppress them as soon as someone caused trouble.
When the two elders saw him coming out, they hurriedly came up to him and said, "Master nephew, everyone has arrived. Let the ceremony begin." Duan Ziyu nodded in agreement.
Arriving at the meeting hall, when everyone heard that the ceremony had begun, they stood up solemnly and stood on both sides. The left side is headed by Yuanjue and Kongzhi, and the right side is headed by Yu Lianzhou and Baijie. Stand and observe the ceremony.
The two elders knelt in front of more than a dozen statues of the ancestors of past dynasties, and explained the reason why Duan Ziyu was appointed as the leader of Huashan.
Duan Ziyu only knew at this moment that the tall old man's surname was Gao and Sicheng, and the short old man's surname was Yue and Lin, but he still didn't understand why the two elders concealed their surnames so deeply.
Everyone in the various sects has already known that the newly appointed leader is a young hero who has repeatedly fought against the demon sect. The name of the powerful Duan family of Dali has been established in the south. Although he has been able to intimidate others for more than a hundred years, so Although Duan Ziyu is young, he does not look down upon him. Now that he sees that he is handsome and elegant, like a jade tree facing the wind, he feels that the Huashan sect has won a man.
They were all envious.
Duan Ziyu cleaned his hands, burned incense, paid homage to the ancestors of the past generations, and took the token and sword from the hands of the two elders. The succession ceremony was completed.
Duan Ziyu and the two elders bowed their hands to express their gratitude to the guests, and with a command, the disciples brought up the banquets they had prepared. Although the Huashan disciples were not outstanding in martial arts, they were very good at serving wine and food.
Duan Ziyu went from table to table to toast, and everyone expressed their congratulations. On this day, hundreds of banquets were held on the top of Huashan Mountain, which was an unprecedented event.
After the banquet, guests from all sects resigned one after another. Shaolin abbot Master Yuanjue and Monk Kongzhi only had a perfunctory response and had already walked down the mountain. Duan Ziyu sent him out of the mountain gate. The two eminent monks only said goodbye politely, with kind faces and no abnormality. .
Duan Ziyu didn't know if they really didn't know that he was about to go to Shaolin to question his crimes, or if they didn't take it to heart and felt very suspicious.
At the time of applying for cards in the afternoon, when the guests had dispersed, Master Baijie was reluctantly kept by Duan Ziyu. Someone from Kunlun wanted to discuss the big plan with him, so they naturally stayed behind.
Zhang Changchang led his people to resign, leaving only a few masters to protect Zhang Yuzhen.
Those who stayed behind were invited to rest in the guest houses that had been cleaned long ago. At this moment, Huashan sent people to have a chance to breathe.
Duan Ziyu returned to the room and saw Zhang Yuzhen sitting by the table, leaning on one hand, with a pretty face half hidden and half visible, as if he was thinking about something. The table of food and wine was not touched at all, and he said in surprise: "Zhen'er, why didn't you It’s not to my liking when I eat.”
Zhang Yuzhen jumped up with joy when he saw him coming in. When he asked, he pursed his lips and said:
"If you don't accompany me, who cares about eating? Nothing will suit your appetite."
Duan Ziyu thought for a moment that Zhang Changsong must have left on an empty stomach. He felt extremely apologetic and said softly:
"Zhen'er, there are really many guests, so I have to entertain outsiders first. I neglected your father and you. It's really damning."
Zhang Yuzhen said with a smile: "No one blames you. Even though Tianshijiao is poor, he can always afford food. Who would come all the way to enjoy your meal? I'm waiting for you to eat together. Master, please sit down and wait." The little lady will serve you."
As he spoke, he pressed him on the chair, poured the wine with his own hands, and brought it to his lips. Duan Ziyu couldn't bear to brush off his good intentions, so he drank it all in one gulp.
Zhang Yuzhen sat down next to him and said: "Prince Duan really has a lot of food, let's have some more food."
Duan Ziyu heard what she said was strange, stopped eating, and said: "Why are you making fun of me again?"
Zhang Yuzhen smiled and said: "How dare a little girl make fun of the Wang family's thousand years old? Look at this."
Taking out a piece of yellow paper from his sleeve, Duan Ziyu took it and saw that it was an edict written by Zhu Yuanzhang himself, conferring him the title of "Prince Zhongjing of Dali".
Zhang Yuzhen said: "The emperor said that since you are willing to be the head of Huashan, you should do it first. When you get tired of it, you can go to the capital and be granted the title."
Duan Ziyu was silent.
It was never expected that the Zhang family and his son's magical powers were so great that they could persuade Zhu Yuanzhang to consecrate a stranger and incompetent person as king.
In fact, this throne was actually obtained by the Holy Fire Token.
Zhang Yuchu boasted about his name in front of Zhu Yuanzhang every day, saying how he was both wise and brave, and went to the Great Light Summit alone to steal two sacred fire tokens. Later, he defeated Yang Xiao, Yin Ye Wang, Wei Yixiao, Fan Yao and other demons. head.
Zhu Yuanzhang was born in the Ming sect and was very familiar with Yang Xiao and others. He knew that they were the best masters in the world. He could not conquer these people and was unable to eradicate them. This was a serious worry.
He had always admired Zhang Yuchu's wisdom and martial arts, and obeyed his advice. He heard that such an outstanding young hero was taught martial arts by Zhang Changchang, so he wanted to use it for himself to deal with the powerful enemy of the Mingjiao.
This is why he did not hesitate to break up the soil and grant him a title, but also allowed him to remain in the martial arts world.
Duan Ziyu thought about all this for seven days and seven nights, but couldn't figure it out.
Since he was a child, he has regarded himself as a person who has subjugated his country. Although he has no desire to restore the Dali Kingdom and become emperor, he is also unwilling to surrender to others. So he was silent for a while and said with a smile: "It's better to take this paper back. I don't want to be anything but a martial artist."
Zhang Yuzhen smiled sweetly and said: "It's okay not to do it. The capital is full of kings and marquises. They are quite prosperous on weekdays, but when they meet the emperor, they all act like slaves, full of flattery and flattery. Well, I still have to lose my head.
I don't want you to do this either. "
Duan Ziyu was overjoyed and said: "Zhen'er, you are really my confidant. Come, let's have a drink."
While the two were drinking and joking, the old man Gao Sicheng barged in.
This old man was usually silly but very quick-witted. Seeing this scene, he shook his head and said to himself: "Hey, why is there no one in this room? Where have they gone? Let me look for them elsewhere." He turned and walked away. go out.
As soon as he walked out, both Duan Ziyu and Duan Ziyu couldn't help laughing. Zhang Yuzhen threw his head up and laughed so hard that he couldn't breathe. The chair shook and almost fell down. Duan Ziyu's eyes were quick and he stretched out his hand to hold her. Zhang Yuzhen leaned forward and threw herself into his arms, resting her head on his shoulder without moving.
Both of them were drunk.
Duan Ziyu's internal energy was profound, but he didn't realize it. Zhang Yu drank several cups in a row, and his face was already flushed and he was very drunk.
