Chapter 80 Breaking the Calamity

It turned out that Ouyang Feng learned from Feng Yi that Yang Guo was in the Ancient Tomb Sect, and he immediately ran to Mount Zhongnan. But he was crazy after all, and he was different from ordinary people. Mount Zhongnan was so big that he really couldn't remember where the ancient tomb was.

Then just catch a Taoist priest on the road and ask him where the ancient tomb is. There are Taoist priests everywhere in Zhongnan Mountain anyway.

However, the mountain is so big and there are no specific coordinates. Which Taoist priest can tell a madman exactly how to get there?

The stupid ones were knocked down by Ouyang Feng with a slap, while the smart ones were pointed to a hill at random and asked to go there.

The Quanzhen Sect is one of the largest and most powerful sects in the martial arts world, with extremely tight security arrangements. In addition, a disciple reported that a madman with extremely high martial arts skills was looking for the Ancient Tomb Sect.

Qiu Chuji and others were Quanzhen Sect sages who had reached a very high level in Taoism and martial arts, which was very different from the younger disciples. They thought that the Ancient Tomb Sect was being bullied again, and remembering the relationship between their master and the Ancient Tomb Sect, they immediately rushed to the Ancient Tomb Sect’s headquarters, where they happened to meet Ouyang Feng who was wandering around.

At first, no one recognized who this old madman was, but as soon as Ouyang Feng opened his mouth, it was like an enemy meeting, and everyone was extremely jealous.

After all, the eldest of the Seven Quanzhen disciples, Tan Chuduan, died at the hands of Ouyang Feng, so they immediately formed a formation to resist the enemy. However, without Tan Chuduan, although Yin Zhiping, who replaced him, was already a leader among the three generations of disciples, his skills were far inferior, and he was not as integrated as the seven disciples when Tan Chuduan formed the formation, so the power of the formation was limited.

So they can only take head-on measures to deal with it.

Feng Yi noticed this and became a little worried.

This is because he had long discovered that the power of the "Tian Gang Bei Dou Formation" lies in the combination of changing steps and integrating skills.

They did this obviously because they were afraid that when the formation changed, the young Taoist would not be able to keep up with the rhythm and Ouyang Feng would seize the opportunity to break the formation.

Fortunately, Ouyang Feng is a madman, not one of the normal Five Great Masters, so they can maintain their undefeated streak. But once Ouyang Feng uses the Toad Skill, the Seven Quanzhen Masters may not be able to withstand it.

But he never expected that in the original plot, Ouyang Feng had been looking for Yang Guo in Chongyang Palace for a long time, but nothing happened. Why did this happen when he pointed it out?

These Taoists may have all kinds of shortcomings just like that stubborn old man Ke Zhenwu. If some people like Yang Guo, they will think that they all deserve to die!

But Feng Yi knew that no one was perfect, and they were all serious chivalrous men when it came to important matters.

So Feng Yi didn't want to see these old Taoists get hurt at the hands of Ouyang Feng.

Although Feng Yi had the advantage of foresight, he did not really consider the practical situation. When Ouyang Feng learned from Peach Blossom Island that Yang Guo was in Chongyang Palace, it was in the open. He could search for him palace by palace by himself. Anyway, these houses were in the open, so he was not afraid of not finding them all. He did not need to ask anyone and it would not alarm anyone.

But the ancient tomb that Ouyang Feng heard about this time was underground. From the outside, it merged with the mountain and the entrance was only that big. Ouyang Feng couldn't see it with his eyes, and his brain couldn't figure out which mountain the place he had been to was on. He could only ask people.

His strange temper would lead to conflicts whenever he asked people about it, which led to the battle between the seven Quanzhen Taoists and the Western Poison Ouyang Feng on Mount Zhongnan, beside the green pine forest.

This is the truth that the way of heaven is unpredictable, things in the world are hard to predict, and how can everything go as we wish!

Therefore, the joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, disasters and blessings, honors and disgraces in this world are often only a matter of millimeters.

While Feng Yi was pondering, he suddenly heard Yang Guo whisper, “Brother Feng, what should I do?”

Feng Yi turned around to look, but Yang Guo didn't even look at him, his eyes were fixed on the field.

Feng Yi said with a sigh: "I know this is really a dilemma for you. It's like drawing a sword and looking around with a confused heart."

"My heart is confused, my heart is confused..."

Yang Guo's face was pale, his eyes were dull, and he looked like a puppet or clay sculpture.

He knew that Feng Yi was right. He should have stopped the fight without hesitation and even helped Ouyang Feng.

Because Ouyang Feng is his adoptive father.

But now he knew about the various disputes between his father and Ouyang Feng, especially what Xiao Longnu said: These idiots of Quanzhen Sect only killed Grandma Sun, and they didn't do anything else bad. We only need to settle accounts with Hao Datong. My master said that these idiots were chivalrous and righteous in the world, helping the needy and doing a lot of good things, which can be regarded as chivalrous.

He had heard these words before, but now he knew that the Quanzhen Sect had a close relationship with his grandparents and parents, and that his adoptive father's biological son was killed by his own father, who also died from Ouyang Feng's snake venom. Now he was really at a loss.

Yang Guo thought about it and said with difficulty: "Who of them can win..."

Feng Yi said: "Ouyang Feng probably won't lose, but even if he wins it will be a miserable victory. There are still hundreds of Taoists around here, they are not just here to eat and do nothing."

Yang Guo's face turned grim, he looked around, and saw that the Quanzhen Taoists were in groups of seven, deployed in battle formations, with indignant looks on their faces, staring intently at the fighting arena.

Yang Guo was secretly shocked: "The Tiangang Beidou formation is extremely powerful. These hundreds of Taoists are deployed in formation and waiting for an opportunity to strike. Whether my foster father wins or loses, it will be difficult for him to escape!"

The Quanzhen Taoists saw Ouyang Feng fighting in the Tiangang Big Dipper Formation. It was a fierce battle that they had never seen before, so they all stared at the arena. No one paid any attention to the few more people around them.

Yang Guo murmured, “What on earth should I do!”

Feng Yi said faintly: "Although I caused this, this may be your fate."

"Disaster..." Yang Guo was confused.

Feng Yi said: "Those who practice martial arts are no longer ordinary people, but the way of heaven is to reduce the excess and make up for the deficiency. Throughout the ages, any martial arts master has encountered disasters.

This body is not necessarily one's own, it may also come from outside, but it is closely related to the individual.

Ouyang Feng is, your Uncle Guo is, and all the contemporary masters including Wang Chongyang, Huang Yaoshi, Master Yideng, and Zhou Botong are like that.

At this point, he was silent for a moment before continuing, "The higher a person's martial arts skills and abilities, the greater their influence on the world.

Therefore, this evil God will bring disasters to those who are more capable, and the retribution may be on themselves, their parents, wives, children, or their closest relatives.

This is the tree that stands out in the forest, and the wind will destroy it! This is the disaster that God sets for the strong!

If you can make it, you will have a smooth journey and rise to the top; if you can't, you will be like everyone else, and if you are not careful, your life will be in danger.

That’s why it is easy to defeat the enemy in the mountains, but difficult to defeat the enemy in the heart!

As the saying goes, living in this world is full of disputes, so don’t let your heart be disturbed. This is what we are pursuing, and it is also the principle of overcoming disasters and being reborn.”

“Defeat the calamity and be reborn? If it were you, what would you do?” Yang Guo became confused.

He used to be a very intelligent person, but today he heard too many things that were inconsistent with his expectations. He was upset and his martial arts skills and understanding of things were not good enough. How could he understand Feng Yi's words that were full of truth and the essence of martial arts.

"You and I are different." Feng Yi glanced at him and said, "Quanzhen Sect has always been chivalrous and righteous, and has never lagged behind when it comes to national affairs. Besides, I was the one who brought your adoptive father here. From my perspective, I should help them!"

“Then why don’t you go?” Yang Guo raised his eyebrows and pinched his collar with his index and middle fingers, obviously very nervous.

Feng Yi sighed slightly, looked at the fighting field, and said slowly: "But today I fought with Ouyang Feng, and I lost a move. He showed mercy, so how can I take advantage of him?

I had no choice but to not help either side and just watch the fun."

When Yang Guo heard him say this, he felt a little lonely.

Thinking that she was in such a difficult situation because he told her about the tragedy, she felt angry and said in a deep voice, "But I am not you. Do you want me to not help you?"

Feng Yi didn't even raise his eyes, and said calmly: "I've said so much, but you still don't understand. You have been in vain in this Tomb Sect!"

“What do you mean?” A sharp light flashed in Yang Guo’s eyes.

Feng Yi smiled faintly and said: "In this life, no one is safe from gossip. If you don't understand the principle of letting go and following your heart, why are you still practicing martial arts!"

Yang Guo was startled and asked, “Can I stop it?”

Feng Yi glanced at him and said, "It's not a question of whether you can stop it or not, but a question of what you want in your heart?"

Yang Guo was clear in his mind: “I should do whatever I want!”

Feng Yi was silent for a moment: "If you think the old Taoist of Quanzhen Sect deserves to die, just watch and let them both suffer losses!

If you don't want to, you are the only one who can stop this. No one else can do it!"

Yang Guo was a little confused: "Am I that powerful?"

Feng Yi said quietly, "Their hatred is too deep, and their martial arts are too high. No one can subdue them by force. But if someone like this comes forward, things will change."

Yang Guo seemed to understand something: "The Quanzhen Sect is so famous, if we are stopped by others, and we don't avenge our fellow disciples, how can we still have the nerve to survive in the martial arts world?"

At this moment, he felt that Feng Yi was young, had great martial arts skills, and knew everything. He thought he had met a rare person.

While he was thinking, he suddenly heard a "click" sound, and saw Ouyang Feng standing up with his legs crossed, squatting, holding up his hands, his belly was bulging and round, like a big frog.

Yang Guo knew that this was his adoptive father's most proud Toad Kung Fu. The Quanzhen Taoists were greeting each other and shouting, with hot steam coming out of their heads.

Even though Yang Guo's martial arts skills were low, he understood that the two sides had reached a critical moment of victory or defeat, life or death, and immediately threw away all his worries and shouted, "Stop it, everyone!"

He flew into the field, but unexpectedly, he felt the air around him sway even though they were several feet apart. A fierce wind blew towards him like a blade. Yang Guo was shocked and blocked it with his palm.

There was a dull sound, as if being hit by rotten leather. Yang Guo, like a giant bird, flew several feet out and landed on the ground. His face was flushed as if he was drunk. He staggered and stared at the field with a look of panic on his face.

The Quanzhen Taoists then discovered Yang Guo and Feng Yi, the uninvited guests. They looked down on them and then drew their swords and used their skills to surround them on the spot.

Yang Guo saw sword lights flashing all around, and fourteen Taoists formed two teams, surrounding the two men in the core.

As for Li Mochou and Hong Lingbo, they hid among the trees and no one noticed them.

The combined strength of these seven Taoists with medium to high martial arts skills could fight against a first-rate master. When the Quanzhen Taoists saw Yang Guo being blown away by the strong wind and his martial arts skills were average, the others did not move. At this time, he was surrounded by two first-rate masters with swords in hand.

One of the short Taoist priests shouted, "Who are you?"

Yang Guo exhaled a breath of foul air and said, "Master Song, I am Yang Guo."

This Taoist was named Song Defang, and he was one of Qiu Chuji's disciples. Yang Guo had met him before.

Song Defang sneered, "You are Yang Guo, so what? Didn't you betray our sect?"

Before Yang Guo could open his mouth, he heard a loud bang, the mountains shook, the peaks roared, and he saw Ouyang Feng making a strange "quack" sound and pushing with both palms. The Seven Quanzhen Dao seemed to be deaf to it, and the long sword flew around, cutting off the palm power.

When masters fight, every move is a matter of life and death. No one dares to relax. Their minds are all on the enemy, so how can they hear Yang Guo's shout? Naturally, the fight continues.

As for Yang Guo wanting to get closer, at this moment the internal strength of the eight men had been exerted to the extreme, with a strong wind blowing. The Quanzhen Sect disciples did not step forward out of concern for the reputation of their elders, but they were also unable to get close.

Yang Guo's martial arts skills were also very shallow, so naturally he couldn't get in.

Yang Guo had never hated himself so much in his life.

He hated his own incompetence. He finally mustered up the courage to do what he wanted to do, but he was powerless to stop it.

Not only that, he couldn't even break into the formation of these people. Yang Guo was depressed and almost cried. He looked at Feng Yi and said, "I am incompetent. Please help me, Brother Feng, to stop this fight!"

Suddenly, a Taoist with gray hair shouted to Feng Yi, "What are you doing here so late at night?"

Feng Yi smiled slightly, looked at the fighting field, and said slowly: "Yang Guo has arrived, everyone please stop fighting for the time being!"

Although his tone was peaceful, it was resounding like the roar of a tiger or a dragon, and its sound hit the cliff, leaving an endless echo that shook the valley.

Not to mention the fierce fight between eight people, even if it was a fierce fight between thousands of troops, everyone could hear it clearly.

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All Quanzhen Taoists were shocked. They saw that he was no more than twenty years old and still using a walking stick, so they didn't take him seriously. However, he was able to exert force and make a sound that shook the mountains and valleys. Even if the Seven Quanzhen Taoists could do it, they could not be so calm. His internal strength was no less than that of the Western Poison.

Yang Guo took the opportunity to jump out and shouted, "Stop fighting!"

At this moment, Ouyang Feng and the Six Paths of Quanzhen were pulled out of the bitter fight by Feng Yi's sudden shout, and each of them withdrew six points of their strength.

Because everyone knew that such a master could influence the outcome of the battle, the six Quanzhen disciples all turned their eyes to Feng Yi, and when they saw Yang Guo rushing out, they were all stunned. An old Taoist with a red face asked in surprise: "Yang Guo, what are you doing?"

However, Ouyang Feng was stunned for a moment, and attacked again. When the Quanzhen Taoists were about to resist, Yang Guo had already rushed in front of Ouyang Feng and shouted, "Dad!" He naturally squatted down, shouted loudly, and pushed out with both palms, using the Toad Skill taught by Ouyang Feng.

He practiced in the ancient tomb for two years, and his internal strength increased greatly. Although it had nothing to do with Toad Kung Fu, it was the Kung Fu he learned in his childhood. He had never practiced it since entering the ancient tomb, but it was deeply imprinted in his mind, and he would use it without thinking in the most critical moments.

When Ouyang Feng was about to strike out with his palm, he was stunned when he heard the man calling him dad. Then he saw his own unique martial arts and immediately retracted his palm power: "You..."

His eyes were like copper bells, staring at Yang Guo: "Who are you? How do you know Toad Kung Fu?"

Yang Guo knew that he had always been crazy, and was afraid that he had forgotten himself, so he shouted, "Dad, it's me, your son." These words were full of passion.

When these words were spoken, everyone was stunned.

Unexpectedly, Ouyang Feng suddenly jumped up, wrapped his arms around Yang Guo, and hugged him tightly with such force that his arm bones were almost broken. He shouted loudly, "My son, it has been so hard for me to find you!" As he spoke, tears began to flow.

Ouyang Feng came to look for his son, but Yang Guo had grown taller, so it was difficult to recognize him at first.

Yang Guo's eyes were also wet, and he shouted: "Dad, Dad!"

Since he was two or three years old, he had longed to have a father who loved and protected him.

Sometimes in my dreams, I suddenly see a loving and heroic father, but when I wake up, this father is gone, and I often cry for this.

At first, he worshipped Ouyang Feng as his father in order to save his life. He called him dad with his mouth and let him call him dad in his heart.

But later, Ouyang Feng treated him very well, taught him martial arts, and said he would protect him, so he really regarded Ouyang Feng as his father.

Although she was confused at the moment because of the past between Ouyang Feng and her father, although less than an hour had passed, it felt like many years had passed.

Seeing Ouyang Feng see him, his joy was beyond words. He vented all his admiration for his father by calling him "Dad" twice, and two lines of tears fell down.

Ouyang Feng held up his face, and seeing his heroic appearance, he shouted loudly: "Son, son, my good son, you are not dead, you are still alive." The cry was so sad that it made people's hair stand on end.

Everyone was stunned by this scene.

Everyone present knew something about Ouyang Ke's affairs.

He guessed that Ouyang Ke was nominally his nephew but actually his son, which was against human ethics. Ouyang Ke's early death was a hidden pain in his heart. At this time, he was crazy and inadvertently revealed the secret in his heart.

Suddenly, a loud shout was heard: "Yang Guo, do you know who he is? You call him father?"

Yang Guo turned his head and saw that it was the Eternal Spring Master Qiu Chuji.

Before he could open his mouth, he heard an old Taoist nun say in a deep voice: "Li Mochou!" This was Sun Buer. She had been hit by the Ice Soul Silver Needle and had deep internal strength. She saw Li Mochou on the treetops in the distance.

Feng Yi turned his head and saw a yellow shadow flashing into the forest. He immediately chased after it, but the Quanzhen Taoist priest beside him thrust out his sword. Feng Yi flicked it with his left hand and swept it with his right crutch, and all seven Taoist priests fell to the ground with their teeth grimacing.

He attacked with incredible speed, knocking down the seven Quanzhen disciples around him in an instant.

Hundreds of Taoists on the field were all shocked. They had no idea that this crippled man's martial arts skills were so powerful.

Because of the difference between the enemy and us, everyone was naturally embarrassed to praise him, but Qiu Chuji could not help but praise him: "Good! Who are you and what are you doing here?"

His sweeping and swiping might seem like a piece of cake to an outsider, but in the eyes of an expert like Qiu Chuji, it was a move that broke the Tiangang Big Dipper Formation. The accuracy of the move, the wonderful rhythm, and the skill of control were simply unparalleled.

Feng Yi smiled and said, "Master Qiu, I have no ill intentions. I am only here to track down Li Mochou!"

As he spoke, he flashed, grabbed Hong Lingbo, climbed onto the branch of a big tree, and looked down from above.

Now, the situation in the forest was in full view, and Li Mochou was seen hiding in a bush.

Yang Guo was startled and cried out, "Oh no, the tomb door is not closed..." Then he shouted, "Dad, let's go!" He stood up suddenly and was about to leave.

Then Qiu Chuji shouted, "You can't leave!"

The long swords flashed, and the seven long swords were pointed at Ouyang Feng and Yang Guo, each several inches away. Other Quanzhen disciples also rushed over one after another.

Ouyang Feng was about to attack in anger, but Yang Guo grabbed his hand and shouted, "Brother Feng, you promised me not to let Li Mochou hurt my aunt. I'll be there soon after I finish taking care of it!"

Feng Yi smiled slightly: "Okay!" He used his Qing Kung Fu, lightly tapped the branches, and floated onto another big tree. In a few seconds, he was above Li Mochou's head and floated down.

Li Mochou swung her whisk unconsciously.

Feng Yi smiled and said, "Want to get rid of me and go to the ancient tomb by yourself?" He held Hong Lingbo in one hand and tapped her leg with his crutch in the other.

Li Mochou jumped away hastily: "What do you mean by dumping you? Men are not allowed to enter the ancient tomb!"

Feng Yi blinked: "People need face, trees need bark. Yang Guo is being held back now. If you do something wrong, wouldn't I be breaking my promise?"

Li Mochou snorted, turned around and left.

In fact, she was not afraid of bringing Feng Yi in.

Because Xiao Long Nu accepted a man as her apprentice, which was against the rules, so what was wrong with her bringing a man into the tomb? ...

"Grandpa Qiu."

Yang Guo bowed, tears streaming down his face, and said, “Grandpa Qiu, I just learned today that you and my grandfather…” He stretched out his sleeve and wiped away his tears, “We had a deep friendship. Unfortunately, my Yang family suffered a tragedy. It was all thanks to Grandpa’s efforts that he found out where my father was and prevented him from drifting in the palace of the King of Jin. I didn’t know this before, and I was disrespectful to Taoist Qiu. Now I am willing to use my passion to restore the name of Quanzhen!”

While he was talking, Ouyang Feng would touch his head, pull his arm, and pinch his face. His joy moved even the experienced Taoists who knew Ouyang Feng well.

Although Qiu Chuji was dissatisfied with Yang Guo's arrogance and disrespect for his elders, he thought of Guo Jing's trust and the relationship between him and his father Yang Kang. He sighed and said, "My child, you don't have to provoke me with words. Your grandfather and I have a deep friendship. Although your father has done many unjust things, he is my disciple after all. I am no less sad than you!"

Having said this, I can hardly control myself and tears roll down my cheeks.

Yang Guo fell to the ground with a plop, and said, “On behalf of my late father, I would like to apologize to Taoist Qiu!”

Qiu Chuji was, after all, a very cultured person. After a burst of excitement, he gradually calmed down. With two cold sword-like eyes, he looked at Yang Guo from head to toe, then looked at Ouyang Feng and said, "Get up, and tell me slowly why you recognized him as your father."

Yang Guo was surprised and happy when he heard this. He raised his sleeves, wiped the tears from his face, and said, "I was hit by Li Mochou's Ice Soul Silver Needle. If he hadn't saved me, I would have died a long time ago. That's why I worship him as my father. I didn't know who he was at that time. Now I know that Taoist Tan died at the hands of my adoptive father. But the one who killed him was the West Poison Ouyang Feng..."

Suddenly, Ouyang Feng put his hands on his waist and yelled: "What Ouyang Feng, Ouyang Feng is a bad guy, haha, Ouyang Feng is amazing, Ouyang Feng is the best in the world..."

As he spoke, he pounced into Yang Guo’s arms, looked at him again and again, and murmured, “Son, son, it’s great that you’re alive… Dead, they said you were dead…” As he spoke, Ouyang Feng’s breathing became irregular and irregular.

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Some people had previously thought that Ouyang Feng was pretending to be crazy, but looking at his appearance, that was definitely not the case!

After all, with Ouyang Feng's reputation in the martial arts world, how could he sometimes scold himself and sometimes praise himself? Is this really shameless?

Martial arts celebrities live on a surface-to-face basis.

Yang Guo wept and said, “At that time I didn’t know whether he was a martial arts master or a poor beggar, I only knew that he was a good father to me, even though he was crazy.

It is right for all the Taoists to seek revenge, but they should seek revenge on the evil Ouyang Feng, not this madman who doesn’t even know who he is…”

Everyone looked at each other. Killing Ouyang Feng to avenge Tan Chuduan was of course a matter of course. But now Ouyang Feng was half crazy and half stupid. It would have been easy for Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong, Guo Jing and Huang Rong to kill him on Mount Huashan.

But they all let him go because he was crazy.

For such a master, he does not know who he is, and is as good as dead even though he is alive.

Their Quanzhen Sect claims to be the authentic martial arts sect in the world. Wouldn't they be laughed at by the world for besieging a madman?

After Yang Guo finished speaking, no one spoke for a long while.

Yang Guo let out a long breath and his body relaxed.

After all, he was not an ordinary person. He thought that since he had already decided to acknowledge this father, the only way he could do was to appeal to the Quanzhen Sect's emotions and reason with them, so that they would extinguish their hatred and stop his adoptive father from killing their people again.

(End of this chapter)