Duan Yu's Biography of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 134 Returning to Yanziwu after a hundred years
On this day, Duan Yu came to Taihu Lake.

It is the early summer season, and the lotus flowers are blooming in layers, and the green leaves are reaching the sky, covering the lake water, as if connected with the sky, spectacular and beautiful.

Duan Yu floated in the air, took a few steps, and reached the sky above Yanziwu.

He looked down at the islands in the lake and frowned slightly.

"Yanziwu actually has a formation?"

The smoke was vast, and Yanziwu was covered by thick fog, as if it didn't exist.

Lu Chengfeng, Huang Yaoshi's apprentice, established Guiyun Village in Taihu Lake and dominated Taihu Lake, but did not discover Yanziwu.

"This method seems to be exactly the same as that of Lingjiu Palace."

Duan Yu's expression changed slightly, could it be arranged by the people from Lingjiu Palace?

No, except for Tianshan Tongmao and Lu Xuemei, the Lingjiu Palace has successfully built its foundation.

The current two junior palace masters are only in the Qi refining stage. How can they have the strength to deploy such a magic circle that covers several miles in radius?
It's a mist formation, and it's a fantasy formation.

Moreover, Tianshan Child Elder and Lu Xuemei have nothing to do with the Murong family, so how could they set up the formation?
"Strange"

After some deduction, Duan Yu's figure disappeared into the magic circle.

The formation at Yanziwu is relatively simple, and is much different from the formation at Piaomiao Peak.

It was like a membrane that broke after Duan Yu fiddled with it for a while.

Divine consciousness spread out overwhelmingly, covering dozens of miles in radius, and all the scenes of Taihu Lake appeared in his mind.

The originally familiar Mantuo Villa has now changed its owner.

There is a wealthy family living on the island, with small bridges and flowing water, and the house is extremely exquisite.

However, being able to live in Yanziwu and be protected by the magic circle meant that he had a close relationship with the Murong family.

Back then, Mantuo Villa was also a force in the martial arts world.

Mrs. Wang would kill anyone she caught and used them as fertilizer.

Back then, she sent people to hunt down Mu Wanqing. A bunch of servants chased him from Suzhou to Dali, killing anyone who stood in his way.

The food expenses and tolls alone are a big expense, and there are various tracking skills, which are not the capabilities of ordinary small sects.

A hundred years have passed like a passing cloud, and everything in Mantuo Villa has disappeared, even the traces of their lives have disappeared.

The camellias that originally filled Zhuangzi have turned into peonies.

Under the setting sun, a pair of young maids and servants were secretly making out among the flowers, performing passion and speed.

Duan Yu had no time to observe, as it passed by in the air.

An island in the middle of the lake not far from Mantuo Villa is the Shenhe Villa of the Murong family.

In the garden behind the village, there are a group of graves.

Murong Fu's name was prominently among them, and the grass on the grave was already three feet high.

Duan Yu stood in front of the tombstone, originally thinking of dancing on the grave.

But in the end I didn’t do it.

Too low grade, not worth it.

Thinking of the unknown relationship between Yaoshi Dongxiehuang and the Murong family.

He thought briefly and used his magic power to form a dead wood mask and a jade flute.

Then his figure floated and landed on the pier.

"who?"

Immediately a row of men in black gathered around him.

These men in black were all cold and stern, with stiff faces. They stood with their swords in front of Duan Yu, their eyes were blazing and sharp.

Duan Yu ignored them, stepped forward and disappeared.

The next moment, he appeared behind everyone.

"stop!"

The head of the retainer's eyes flashed, he turned around and saw the man going inside, and he hurriedly shouted.

"Team [-], stop him!"

"First team, chase after me!"

After saying that, he jumped out, followed closely by a row of people, about ten people, with neat figures and good dexterity, and they followed quickly.

The Murong family's defense is quite tight.

It's a pity that it is of no use at this time.

Duan Yu's body swayed for a few moments before he appeared in front of a front hall.

"Who?! Stop!"

There was a loud shout, and six figures stood across the front hall at the same time, blocking the way.

These were six big men, either burly or weakened, all dressed in long black robes with bulging solar systems.

The six people lined up in a row, their eyes were like lightning, showing majesty, as if a huge mountain stretched across them.

"Who is your Excellency? Why did you break into my Murong family Shenhe Village!"

A man with a square face frowned, his face was gloomy, and he stared at Duan Yu with eager eyes.

"Peach Blossom Island, Huang Yaoshi."

Duan Yu lazily reported his virtual identity.

"Pharmacist Dongxihuang?"

The square-faced man frowned and looked Duan Yu over: "Are you really Huang Yaoshi?"

"Why, you don't recognize me?" Duan Yu chuckled.

He transformed into Huang Yaoshi, and even had the same hairstyle, with traces of white hair.

The man stood in front of Duan Yu and said in a deep voice: "Of course I have heard of Dongxie's name, but you are not welcome at Yanziwu. Please leave!"

Duan Yu frowned, what was going on in his mind?

Didn’t Huang Yaoshi have a close relationship with the Murong family?
Why aren't you even allowed to see the rightful owner?
Have a conflict?

He said calmly: "Let your master come out and speak."

The man's face was tense, and then he yelled angrily: "Huang Yaoshi, we respect you as a senior in the martial arts world. Don't try to gain any advantage in my Murong family!"

The leading man's surname is Feng, and he is the great-grandson of Feng Bo evil.

He smiled disdainfully, folded his arms and looked at "Dong Xie" in front of him without any fear.

Several men followed closely behind him, but they did not show any nervousness.

Medicine Master Dongxie Huang is one of the five great martial arts masters. I heard that he has a close relationship with the old master of the Murong family and is not easy to mess with.

There was a rumble of thunder, and lightning flashed occasionally, as if it was going to rain.

Duan Yu didn't rush in. He turned around and looked at the sky with his hands behind his back.

His consciousness had penetrated into Shenhe Manor, where several core members of the Murong family seemed to be discussing matters.

He's listening.

See him standing there motionless.

Several retainers of the Murong family thought to themselves, is this Huang Yaoshi poisonous?
Not walking away, not pushing in, just standing still?

Do you really expect the head of the family to greet you in person?

Huang Yaoshi didn't dare to tell, and they didn't dare to ask.

The two sides were so deadlocked.

Thinking about the other party's name as "Dongxie", his rebellious personality, arrogance and withdrawn temperament, everyone felt relieved.

Shenhe Village, Presbyterian Hall.

There is a pile of rockeries in the center of the backyard, surrounded by hidden guards, all as silent as stone.

In the presbytery, the atmosphere was as solemn as a mountain.

The Murong family is holding its biannual elders meeting.

Sitting on the main seat was an old, lion-like man.

It is Murong Guang, the current head of Murong's family.

Sitting on the lower seats were three snow-white people with long eyebrows and old faces.

They are the descendants of Deng Baichuan, Gong Yeqian, and Feng Bo evil, now the three elders of the Murong family.

There were originally four ministers in the Murong family. Bao Bongbu was beaten to death by Duan Yu. He only had a daughter, Bao Buliang.

Therefore, the Bao family had no blood to pass down. After Murong Fu returned to the Murong family to establish the elders' church, the Bao family was expelled.

"How did the little dragon girl from the ancient tomb practice her martial arts? It's puzzling that she can be so powerful!"

A few days ago, the Murong family spread the news that the ancient tombs contained martial arts secrets of various sects, and the drunkard was not interested in drinking.

They intended to get all the martial arts sects to gather at Zhongnan Mountain, and use the attack on the Tomb Sect to force Xiaoyao Sword Immortal to take action, so that the martial arts heroes would attack him in groups.

Unexpectedly, the little dragon girl’s martial arts skills were so high!

He actually defeated several masters in a row by himself.

Even the people secretly sent by the Murong family were beaten up.

"That little dragon girl is just a prostitute and has little relationship with our Murong family. As for Yang Guo, he studied under Xiaoyao Sword Immortal and has to be eliminated!" The speaker ranked second in the elders' hall. He had messy white hair and a bohemian face. .

"That little beast Yang Guo has made great progress in martial arts. He has such skill at such a young age. He is really a threat!"

"In less than 20 years, his skill will be above the Five Ultimate Skills, directly catching up with Wang Chongyang back then!"

"The second brother is right. After all, this boy is a descendant of Duan Immortal Emperor's lineage. It is normal for him to have such an achievement."

The Great Elder Deng Qianfang's eyes were warm and clear, he stroked his chest and beard, and sighed slowly.

When the Murong family sent out three masters to deal with Yang Guo, they thought it was a sure-fire situation.

Unexpectedly, not only did he fail to kill the kid, but he was also killed and ran away.

What a shame!
There was silence in the hall. This blow was really shocking.

The third elder had the most violent temper. He shouted: "Apart from Yang Guo, there is also the Xiaoyao Sword Immortal. If these two are not eliminated, I will feel uneasy. I will go to Zhongnan Mountain tomorrow to get to know them personally!"

"Third brother, please don't act recklessly."

The great elder shook his long silver beard, calmly.

"Why not? I don't believe he is really a swordsman!"

The third elder spoke firmly, as if he was very confident in his martial arts.

Murong Guang waved his hand and said: "Third Elder, the power of Xiaoyao Sword Immortal is far beyond what we can imagine. We should not attack him directly."

"It is said that he can cut off mountains with one sword. It is really unimaginable that there is such a defiant person in today's martial arts world!"

"Haha, head of the family, this is not something that a descendant of your Murong family can say!"

The elder held the tea cup, tilted his head, and stroked his silver beard with one hand, with a playful look in his eyes, and smiled.

After the brilliance of martial arts more than 150 years ago, it gradually turned into darkness, and countless unique skills were lost.

The heyday of martial arts where a hundred flowers bloomed and miraculous feats and extraordinary arts emerged one after another is gone forever.

Yiyang pointed out that this kind of unique skill, which was not considered the ultimate skill, has now become the supreme skill, which shows the decline of martial arts.

The Murong family, on the other hand, kept silent and lurked in the martial arts world.

However, the Murong family's collection of books and martial arts has been preserved intact.

Countless secrets from the Tianlong era are hidden in it, far beyond what those great martial arts sects can match.

Although the mountains and rivers are not exposed, when it comes to strength, the people of the Murong family are extremely proud and have the courage to give up to others.

It's just that they have great ambitions, but they don't show off, and they are still waiting for the opportunity.

"If you ask me, why would I spend so much time dealing with the Master and Disciple of Xiaoyao Sword Immortal?"

The third elder shouted: "It's better to attack the Duan family in Dali directly!"

"The Immortal Emperor caused so much harm to my Murong family, and they should be allowed to destroy the country and their clan!"

"Crack!"

A thunder exploded, seeming to cut a hole in the sky.

The rain was pouring down outside, hitting the roof with a continuous crisp sound.

The four people in the hall couldn't help but frown.

"Third brother, what you said is too arrogant!"

The great elder scolded, looking at the dark sky outside the house.

"Third Elder, please don't say this again in the future. No matter how strong my Murong family is, I can't destroy a whole country. What's more, the Duan family in Dali has a profound background. How can it be eradicated so easily?"

Murong Guangxin said, if my Murong family had that ability, they would have recovered Dayan long ago!
Is there any need to huddle in Yanziwu, a "rheumatism treasure place", for hundreds of years?

It seems that Taihu Lake is full of water, how beautiful it is. Living here for a long time, the tide returns every year, which greatly affects your practice.

Outside, countless large raindrops fell from the sky, as if thousands of arrows were shooting from the sky, surging forward.

The six ministers lined up in a row, their bodies motionless, letting the heavy rain hit them, their eyes still staring straight at the "Dong Xi" in front of them.

Their clothes were wet, their hair was stuck together, and raindrops kept hitting their eyes.

Duan Yu looked up at the sky with his hands behind his hands, his consciousness still consolidating the core meeting of the Murong family.

The heavy rain fell on him, but it was blocked by an invisible cover.

His area within a foot radius is clean and water-free, which is better than using an umbrella.

The six retainers of the Murong family kept staring at him, and their faces were solemn when they saw this vision.

I was almost drowned, but this "Dong Xi" was unharmed, even his hair was dry?

Body protection infuriating?

They looked at each other and saw the seriousness in each other's eyes.

Is this the true strength of Wujue?
With such skill, even if I practice hard for a lifetime, I will never be able to match it!
In the back hall, several leaders of the Murong family were still having a meeting.

"This won't work, that won't work!"

The third elder was still unconvinced and shouted: "Nandi Yideng is one of the Five Uniques. If we kill him, won't we make the Murong family famous in the world?"

With the strength of the Murong family, it is not impossible to concentrate their efforts to lay an ambush and kill one of the Five Ultimates.

"Hmph! Do you think my Murong family doesn't want to take action against the Duan family?"

The head of the family, Murong Guang, said loudly: "The Duan family in Dali is not that simple!"

Thirty years ago, the Murong family went to war against the Duan family in Dali.

In one wave, half of the elites were wiped out, and even the family leader was killed.

The three elders also luckily survived that incident.

After that, he passed the qualifications and became the three elders.

They naturally know the strength of the Duan family.

However, the third elder inherited the bad temper of his ancestor, and looked like he was not afraid of death.

He said angrily: "They have shadow guards, and our Murong family also has secret guards!"

With the lessons learned from the past, the Murong family has also been actively cultivating masters in the past 30 years, calling them "hidden guards", trying to compete with the "shadow guards" of the Duan family in Dali.

Murong Guang sighed and said sadly: "The three elders don't know something. The Duan family in Dali not only has shadow guards with strong martial arts skills, but also has the support of experts behind them!"

"Is this the Vulture Palace?" The elder calmly opened the tea cup and took a sip of tea.

"No!"

"Then tell me!"

"In addition to Emperor Duan, there is another immortal from the Duan family in Dali!"

Murong Guang exploded a big melon.

"what?"

The three elders all had shocked faces.

The Immortal Emperor Duan a hundred years ago was enough to cause headaches, but there was actually an immortal from the Duan family in Dali!
This news, like a thunder, exploded in the Presbyterian Hall, leaving the three people speechless for a long time.

After a while, the great elder said in a deep voice: "May I ask the master, who is that immortal?"

"I can't say that, or I will die!" Murong Guang shook his head.

He recalled: "The immortal showed up in person and asked me to swear an oath that the Murong family would not take action against the Duan family again, and at the same time promised that the Duan family would not take the initiative to attack my Murong family."

"Therefore, I, the Murong family, can only look for this opportunity to take action against the descendants of Emperor Duan Immortal."

Murong Guang said harshly: "That Yang Guo is not from the Duan family! Even if he is cut into pieces, it does not count as a breach of promise!"

The Murong family's hatred for Duan Yu was deep in their bones.

I want to get rid of everyone who has anything to do with him!

"I see."

The three elders nodded in unison.

Only then did I understand the series of saucy actions the family owner had performed in recent times.

It turned out to be this reason.

It's really hard for him.

The secret of the immortal has been hidden to this day.

The three of them were more or less unhappy.

But considering that the Murong family always likes to be sneaky, I can just tolerate it.

"Anyway, the news about Tianlong Sword has been released. I believe that the martial arts world will be in chaos soon."

"At that time, my Murong family will reap the benefits!"

The Great Elder Deng Qianfang changed the topic and heightened the atmosphere.

Suddenly, his long snow-white eyebrows moved slightly, and he turned towards the door, seeming to realize something.

"It looks like someone broke in!"

Murong Guang suddenly sat up in shock and looked at the door of the Presbyterian Hall attentively.

There, a figure suddenly stood.

"Who is the immortal you are talking about?"

As soon as the plain words fell, the man had already flashed in front of him.

(End of this chapter)