Chapter 78 Going up the mountain

It turned out that Feng Yi saw that Yang Guo's moves were always ahead of the enemy. No matter how the Quanzhen swordsmanship changed, it could not escape the cover of the Jade Girl Swordsmanship. If one of them was stabbed, the "Tian Gang Beidou Formation" would be broken. But at the critical moment, it was powerless and could not hurt anyone.

Moreover, Yang Guo did not hold back, so in the eyes of a martial arts master like Feng Yi, this kind of thing seemed neither good nor bad, making people feel itchy.

It was like a relationship between a man and a woman, but at the end, there was suddenly no shiver. Who wouldn't feel anxious? In fact, Feng Yi was not the only one who thought so. Yang Guo was also confused. He heard from Xiaolongnu that the Jade Girl Heart Sutra could restrain Quanzhen Sect's martial arts and was better than Wang Chongyang's. But now he couldn't defeat the Tiangang Beidou Formation, and he didn't understand the mystery of the Tiangang Formation.

All this was because Lin Chaoying and Wang Chongyang aimed to compete in skills rather than fight, and winning was enough without hurting anyone.

When Lin Chaoying and Wang Chongyang were fighting, they were seven parts serious but three parts were just joking. Lin Chaoying's martial arts were originally on par with Wang Chongyang's, and in fact neither could defeat the other.

Wang Chongyang knew that his opponent was eager to win, but he felt sorry for her because she was a woman, so he always gave in to her at critical moments. However, Lin Chaoying changed as a result, sometimes acting coquettishly and foolishly, sometimes acting like a naughty child, without any sign of being a martial arts master. When Wang Chongyang was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, Lin Chaoying won again.

These sword techniques are originally very suitable for testing moves with one's own people. However, when facing a real enemy, because there are too many tricks and false moves, the enemy has difficulty distinguishing the real from the fake and is easily deceived. By the time they realize it, they have already been defeated by the opponent, and it is too late to regret.

The reason why Li Mochou used the whisk instead of the sword was because the sword moves of the Ancient Tomb School were fantastic and unpredictable. They seemed ordinary, but suddenly a fantastic move appeared, and it looked like she was going to throw down the sword and admit defeat. But something strange happened suddenly, and the sword moves suddenly appeared from absolutely impossible places, which was really dazzling and at a loss.

However, although his sword skills were sophisticated, it was not easy to hurt the enemy, so he used the whisk to make sword moves. His sword skills were exquisite and difficult to predict, and he often won in one battle.

But now Yang Guo is facing the Tiangang Formation. Although the moves can confuse the people being attacked, the people being attacked will not make any moves to block or dodge, and they all rely on rescue from other directions. The effectiveness of these fancy means is greatly reduced.

Especially since the Seven Quanzhen Taoists no longer used swords, Yang Guo's long sword could not restrain the opponent's fists and feet, which was even more dangerous. If the other Taoists were not like Zhao Zhijing and his disciples, wanting to kill him, Yang Guo would have died.

Zhao Zhijing also saw through this move and shouted, "You traitor, you betrayed your master first, and then you deliberately learned a set of martial arts that restrain our sect. For the sake of our sect, today either you die or I die!"

He said this to inspire other fellow disciples to protect the religion and join him in killing Yang Guo.

Yang Guo had been forced into a difficult situation, and he was also a stubborn person, so he shouted, “Today, even if I have to risk my life, I will kill you, a despicable villain!”

A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he flew up, turned over and forward, in mid-air, with a graceful posture, like a willow swaying in the wind. He swung out three swords in a row, hitting Zhao Zhijing's shoulders and head respectively.

As for the Taoists Tianxuan and Yaoguang, they were also full of vigor. They let out a long roar, and threw out their fists and palms to attack from the side to rescue.

Yang Guo didn't care at all, and was ready to go through fire and water, determined to take Zhao Zhijing with him to be buried with him even if he died.

Zhao Zhijing looked at the sword shadows descending from the sky, feeling extremely suffocated in his chest. He wanted to cry out to the heavens and the earth and tell everyone about the scandal between Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu.

Feng Yi saw Zhao Zhijing being covered in a sharp shadow and was shocked. He thought, "This kid is too crazy!"

In a flash, he pushed his feet forward, as fast as an arrow, and swung his crutch towards the Seven Daos of Quanzhen with the force of a crouching tiger. At the same time, he raised his left palm quickly, releasing a hidden force that was both hard and soft.

With a buzzing sound, Yang Guo's palm shook violently and the long sword flew out of his hand. He reacted quickly and slapped it out with his palm, but he felt a pain in his palm and the hilt of the sword was sent back. He subconsciously caught it, but the rhythm was disrupted and he could no longer use the following moves.

Suddenly, Feng Yi raised his hand again, and the long sword turned into white light. He snatched it and inserted it into the table in front of Hong Lingbo, shaking.

Feng Yi's crutch exerted an irresistible pressure, as if overwhelming the sea. Zhao Zhijing and the others suddenly felt the strong wind pressing down on their bodies. They could not help but step back several steps, their faces pale and they were about to fall.

Feng Yi separated the two parties, supported himself with his crutch, somersaulted back, and sat down at the table.

He moved forward and backward quickly, as fast as flowing light, as if he had not moved at all.

Only then did Yang Guo land on the ground and look at Feng Yi with a look of shock. It was only then that he saw Feng Yi display his martial arts, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed and convinced. This method was no less than what Uncle Guo had used back then. He even wanted to help this disabled man, it was really hilarious.

The whole place was silent.

The seven Quanzhen Taoists were all stunned. What were they doing here? Such masters were definitely not as good as Changchun Zhenren, the number one master of the sect. Why did they come here to fight? Feng Yi learned from Zhen Zhibing and the seven Quanzhen Taoists that although he could not fully understand the mysteries of the Tiangang Beidou Formation, it was not completely useless. In particular, there were real and fake martial arts moves, and the winning method was to keep people in suspense and reveal flaws, but there was no trick to the internal force.

The depth of Feng Yi's internal strength is not inferior to any other master in the world. He uses his palm and crutch at the same time, not only to suppress the opponent's strength, but also to directly point out the flaw in the opponent's moves, just like hitting a poisonous snake at its weak spot. This so-called ancient tomb swordsmanship, "Tian Gang Bei Bei Dou" is broken in one blow.

Feng Yi saw Yang Guo's embarrassed expression, sighed softly, and said: "Death can be as heavy as Mount Tai, or as light as a feather. Fighting and sparring is our duty. If Young Master Yang exchanges one life for another, wouldn't it be a pain for the loved ones and a joy for the enemies?"

Yang Guo's face was heavy, thinking that his aunt was still injured, and he was fighting with others here, even if he killed Zhao Zhijing, what would be the point, he immediately bowed and said: "Thank you for your help, Brother Feng, I am very grateful."

"You are too kind." Feng Yi waved his hand: "You are able to stop people from committing evil deeds and save people from danger. This is the spirit of chivalry, which is beyond the reach of many famous sects. It is worthy of admiration."

Feng Yi likes people who are chivalrous and brave, so he is not stingy with his praise. When these words came out, not only did Yang Guo feel less embarrassed, he also felt proud of him.

He had always been looked down upon by the world, and no one had ever praised him, but he also felt that he had stood out from the crowd. He hated the Quanzhen Sect and deliberately opposed it, but his behavior was also chivalrous, which was the first time.

But Zhao Zhijing's old face turned red. Suddenly, his eyes widened and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He sat down dejectedly. His dantian felt like it was fried in oil and his internal energy surged uncontrollably.

No one knew why this happened, except Feng Yi, who knew that he had not been able to use his full moves and was forced back by his own internal energy, causing the recoil of the adverse energy and causing serious internal injuries.

Feng Yi said coldly: "Master Zhao, you have tried to compete with me again and again today. Now you are not as skilled as me, so you can't blame anyone!

Logically, I should let you go and not kill you. However, you just said that this Brother Yang is your apprentice, but you kept calling him a little beast and a little bastard. It is obvious that you are narrow-minded and have no manners at all.

If I let you go, you will definitely exaggerate things when you return, making things difficult for Quanzhen Sect, which will also be troublesome for me. I have no choice but to send you to the west and put an end to it all!"

Yang Guo suddenly took a quick step and stood in front of Zhao Zhijing, cupped his hands and said with a smile: “Brother Feng, please show mercy!”

Most of the onlookers were confused and bewildered. Didn't he just shout at Zhao Zhijing to kill him? Only Feng Yi understood that this was the proud and willful Yang Guo. He smiled and said nothing, picked up the wine pot and poured himself some wine.

Yang Guo added: “I have kowtowed to him and called him Master. Now he has not come back yet and cannot die. I would like to thank him here.”

Yang Guo wanted to kill Zhao Zhijing last night, but Xiaolongnu said that the master could not be killed.

Yang Guo regarded Xiaolongnu's words as sacred, so he had to make him swear an oath.

Feng Yi actually didn't want to kill Zhao Zhijing. Firstly, his leg hadn't healed yet, so it was better to have less trouble than more. Secondly, he just wanted to see what would happen to Yang Guo if he killed Zhao Zhijing.

As expected, he is a proud and stubborn person.

From killing to not killing, it just takes a moment.

In fact, the changes in the world are often beyond our expectations, not to mention human hearts.

Yang Guo frowned and looked at Zhao Zhijing and said, "I once worshipped you as my master and kowtowed to you eight times. Now you are no longer my master, and you have not kowtowed back to me."

Zhao Zhijing was furious and opened his mouth to curse, but the dirty words that came to his mouth could not come out.

Yang Guo chuckled and said, “You don’t have to curse me in your heart. If you hadn’t been defeated by me today, I would not have asked you to pay it back. But no matter how evil your intentions are, you have to give an explanation to this Young Master Feng.

Although I am not afraid of you bastards, it would be bad if you bother me like mad dogs!"

Veins bulged on Zhao Zhijing's forehead and his face was distorted beyond recognition.

Yang Guo ignored him and turned to look at Feng Yi: “Brother Feng, is this okay?”

Feng Yi smiled and said, "You are welcome to do whatever you want, but you have to listen to what this Taoist Priest Zhao has to say one by one!"

Yang Guo looked at Zhao Zhijing and said, "You are also a martial arts veteran. What will happen if the opponent loses? Do you still need me to teach you? Or do you want me to kill you here and fulfill your reputation as a hero?"

Zhao Zhijing knew that Yang Guo wanted to kill him. If he denied it, either Feng Yi or Yang Guo would kill him. Comparing his reputation with his life, it was not difficult to make the choice.

He could only look at Feng Yi, and someone beside him helped him up. Zhao Zhijing bowed and said, "Your Excellency's martial arts are extraordinary. I am convinced of your defeat. The mountains and rivers remain unchanged, and I am leaving!"

Zhao Zhijing admitted his defeat and rushed out of the inn, followed by several other Quanzhen Taoists.

Feng Yi stood up, bowed to Yang Guo, and said, "Thank you for your hard work. We will say goodbye now."

Yang Guo bowed and said with a smile: "Brother Feng, you are too polite." After a slight pause: "Brother Feng, was what I did just now wrong?"

Feng Yi asked: "Why do you say that?"

Yang Guo said: "I released Zhao Zhijing, which went against your wishes. He is a petty person and he doesn't know what will happen in the future..."

Feng Yi waved his hand and said, "You worry too much. In my eyes, killing Zhao Zhijing or not is insignificant."

At this point, he paused and said, "In your and my eyes, Zhao Zhijing is a wicked man, a despicable person, but in the eyes of the Quanzhen Sect, he is the best disciple of the third generation. If I really kill him, I will become enemies with the Quanzhen Sect, because he is not worth it. Fortunately, you appeared and made a balance, which is perfect!"

Yang Guo was very happy, he bowed and said: "Thank you!" After thinking for a while, he said: "Brother Feng, your martial arts are really amazing. Their broken formation is just like paper in your eyes. Look how scared Zhao Zhijing was just now."

“I’m actually not worth mentioning.” Feng Yi smiled, then turned his gaze and stared at Yang Guo: “You are the truly amazing one.”

Yang Guo was stunned and asked, "Am I amazing?"

He felt confused.

Feng Yi said calmly: "It is not worth mentioning that a person has the ability to kill and dares to kill, because anyone can do it. But it is really not easy for a person to have the ability to kill but not to kill.

Only those who have mastered self-discipline and self-cultivation can achieve this!"

These words were full of profound meaning, and Yang Guo couldn't help but be shocked when he heard them.

Feng Yi said, "Brother Yang, it's getting late. We'll meet again if we're lucky." Then he and Hong Lingbo got up and went out.

Yang Guo was startled. Seeing Hong Lingbo, he remembered what had happened before. He immediately dodged and stopped the two of them. Yang Guo looked at Hong Lingbo curiously and asked, "How does this girl know about the Heavenly Dragnet?"

Hong Lingbo smiled but did not answer.

Feng Yi nodded with a smile: "Her name is Hong Lingbo, she is also from the Ancient Tomb Sect and is a disciple of Li Mochou." He hesitated for a moment and said: "Now, she is my bedside."

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He was frank and straightforward. Hong Lingbo was caught off guard. Her cheeks were burning and she could hardly raise her head. However, she felt very sweet in her heart. Yang Guo was shocked and convinced. He said, "Brother Feng, how dare you mess with that devil Li Mochou? She is so cruel and merciless. She kills people while they are talking and laughing. She kills without blinking an eye."

Feng Yi's ears trembled slightly, and he said, "This is a long story. I'll tell you in detail later. This is not a place to stay for long!" He turned and left.

Yang Guo asked hurriedly: "Brother Feng, where are you going?"

Feng Yi said: "I am just an idler in the mountains, where can I go?"

“Brother Feng,” Yang Guo followed him out and said, “Brother Feng, if you have nothing to do, how about we go to Zhongnan Mountain at night?”

"Climbing Zhongnan Mountain at night?" Feng Yi turned around and said, "Why are you saying this to a disabled person like me?"

Yang Guo looked up at the sky. The moon was in the sky and the stars were sparse. He smiled and said, “I would like to ask for your advice, but my elders at home are waiting for me to deliver medicine, so I invited you. Please do me the honor.”

Yang Guo is only sixteen years old now, and has a lively personality. If it weren't for Xiao Longnu, how could he endure living in the ancient tomb every day? Today, when I saw Feng Yi, I felt like we were old friends, so I wanted to invite him to the mountain to have a chat.

Even if we can just chat about the outside world, that would be great too.

As for Feng Yi's disability, it is no problem for a master like him.

Feng Yi groaned in silence, then suddenly looked towards a low wall and said faintly, "You can't help it!"

Yang Guo was startled and looked in the direction of the sound. He saw a yellow shadow flash a few feet away and then appeared before his eyes.

Under the moonlight, it was clear that she was a beautiful Taoist nun wearing an apricot yellow Taoist robe, with almond eyes and rosy cheeks. Yang Guo saw the whisk in her hand again, and a look of surprise flashed between his brows. He suddenly shuddered and said in a hoarse voice, "Li Mochou!"

It turned out that Li Mochou knew that Feng Yi would go to the South Gate of Chang'an to block her, and he was fast, so it became clear.

She hid in the dark and saw them buy a mule and go up the mountain, so she simply stole a horse and followed them.

Yang Guo scolded her just now, and she couldn't hold it back, and Feng Yi heard it.

Li Mochou looked at Yang Guo and saw that he looked familiar. She asked with a half-smile, "Do you recognize me?"

Yang Guo had seen her with his own eyes, killing the mother of the two Wu brothers, and he himself was poisoned by the Ice Soul Poison, so how could he not recognize her! But Li Mochou did not recognize the current Yang Guo.

Suddenly, Feng Yi shouted, "Li Mochou, you're going back on your word? Come with me now."

Li Mochou said calmly: "I have to go see my junior sister once. Don't mention the Five Poison Secrets. You can kill me or chop me up as you wish!"

Yang Guo's face changed when he heard this. He knew the methods of his uncle. Why did he meet the master? Feng Yi knew her intentions and sighed: "You are all sisters, why do you have to stab her in the heart?"

"You don't understand!" Li Mochou said coldly, "My Tomb Sect requires that one give up all emotions and desires and never leave the Tomb for the rest of one's life before one can inherit the mantle. I didn't do that, so Master didn't pass it on to me.

I admit it, but I just want to see if my junior sister has done it."

Seeing her like this, Feng Yi sighed, "I thought only fools in this world would get angry with the dead..."

Before he could finish his words, he heard the sound of wind beside him, and thousands of silver threads flew towards Yang Guo like flowing light and snow.

Yang Guo jumped back, making her move invisible, staring at Li Mochou with a look of doubt, and shouted, "What are you going to do?"

Li Mochou looked at his movements and smiled faintly, "You are indeed from our sect!" She waved her whisk gently, "Why don't you call me Uncle Master?"

Yang Guo said, "What kind of uncle are you?"

Yang Guo had seen Li Mochou's methods, coming and going swiftly, wielding her whisk freely, and her martial arts skills were so strong that they were rarely seen in the world.

Only Uncle Guo, godfather, and Feng Yi are stronger than her, but judging from their current actions, it is really surprising.

She's not any better than me, so why should I be afraid of her?

Li Mochou's expression changed, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and she said sternly: "No wonder the Quanzhen Sect called you a little beast, that's absolutely true. You don't know how to respect your teacher at all!"

She raised her right hand, but hadn't swung the whisk yet.

“That’s enough!”

Feng Yi shouted loudly, and the three of them felt dizzy. Li Mochou felt a tightness in her chest, and took a step back involuntarily, her eyes full of sadness. She wanted to speak, but her throat was dry and she couldn't utter a word.

Feng Yi's gaze turned and swept towards Yang Guo, who unconsciously took two steps back.

Feng Yi couldn't help but smile bitterly. This kid is also afraid of me. He looked at Li Mochou again.

Li Mochou took a deep breath and said in a lost voice: "If you don't want me to go up the mountain, just kill me!" There was a sense of grief in her voice.

Feng Yi said coldly: "Do you think I don't dare?"

Li Mochou chuckled and said, "What are you afraid of?

In my life, I have never gotten anything I wanted.

My master asked me to swear to stay in the ancient tomb, but I wanted to go out, which made me look useless in my master's eyes.

When I met Lu Zhanyuan, I treated him as my lover, but he said that we were just friends based on morality.

You can bully me at will because you are better at martial arts than me, because in your eyes, I am just an ungrateful demon, and you have no regrets in doing anything! And in my junior sister's eyes, I am also a bad sister who stirs up trouble. Haha, today I want to see if my junior sister is really free from emotions and desires, and if it is really as Master said, she is stronger than me, isn't it right?"

She said this with a sad face and tears streaming down her face.

Yang Guo stared at her blankly, his eyes were dazed, then he looked at Feng Yi, slightly surprised, what was going on?

He seemed a little overwhelmed.

Seeing Li Mochou so sad, Feng Yi apologized, "I am a rude person and I hope you can forgive me for offending you."

Feng Yi paused and said, "It just so happens that Young Master Yang also invited me to go up the mountain. Let's go together!"

Yang Guo nodded slightly.

Li Mochou looked at him again and again and asked, "You won't interfere with me?"

(End of this chapter)