Duan Yu's Biography of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 153 Golden Summit Competition
In the early morning, Duan Yu got up very early and was practicing on the bed.

When you are in a good state, your body is as soft as cotton and warm.

Suddenly the door was knocked open with a bang.

Zhao Chengde rushed in and shouted: "Junior brother, the master uncle is looking for you!"

Duan Yu opened his eyes and glanced at him: "Senior Brother Zhao, the master rarely pays attention to me, why did he suddenly call me here today?"

How could Master Miejie think of him so well?
Zhao Chengde said: "Today is the Golden Summit Competition. All of us in Mount Emei are trying our swords."

The Golden Summit Competition is an annual internal martial arts competition held by the Emei Sect, aiming to encourage the disciples of the sect to practice martial arts diligently.

"I understand, Senior Brother Zhao, please go first, I will be there soon."

Duan Yu was picked up by Gu Hongzi, and he did not formally become a disciple. Strictly speaking, he was not considered a disciple of Emei.

But after all, he grew up in the Emei Sect since childhood, and the female disciples in the sect would habitually call him "Senior Brother Duan" or "Junior Brother Duan"

Since extinction calls, let’s go and see it.

Zhao Chengde stamped his feet and urged in a hurry: "My Junior Brother Duan, please stop taking your time! If you are too late, you will be punished by the Master Master!"

After that, he took Duan Yu's arm and walked out.

"Okay, just let go of your hands and I'll go on my own!"

Duan Yu took out his arms and his feet were light, making him take a slight step.

Lingbo micro-step is to practice internal energy by moving energy, stepping on the 64 hexagrams for a circle, and the inner breath will naturally rotate for a circle.

Therefore, every time you walk, your internal strength will improve, and the further you walk, the deeper your internal strength will become.

Lingbo Weibu has been integrated into Duan Yu's every move.

He deliberately slowed down his pace so that others could not see what was going on. They only thought that his movements were graceful, calm and pleasing to the eye.

The two walked out side by side, walking along a path, passing rows of houses, towards the Golden Summit of Emei.

Duan Yu and Zhao Chengde came to the Golden Summit.

At a glance from a distance, the situation inside the Golden Dome Hall was clear.

A group of female disciples were gathering together to watch the two men competing in martial arts.

Sitting at the head of the main hall was a nun in her 40s. She had a delicate appearance and was quite pretty, but her expression was cold.

This nun is none other than the head of the Emei Sect, Master Miejie!
It is said that when she was young, she was extremely beautiful and a cheerful girl.

After becoming a monk, he kept a straight face all day long.

It may be related to the death of her fiancé Gu Hongzi.

Zhao Chengde stopped in front of the palace door and did not go in. He stretched out his hand and said with a dull and honest expression: "Junior brother, I have finished competing with Senior Sister Jingxuan. You can go in."

Obviously he lost.

Duan Yu nodded slightly, straightened his green shirt, and tightened the sword on his waist.

He stepped in and said loudly: "Disciple Duan Yu, meet the master uncle!"

"Come in soon!"

Master Miejie's face suddenly darkened, with an angry look on his face, and he shouted loudly.

Duan Yu smiled secretly, didn't take it to heart, and calmly entered the Golden Dome Hall.

He clasped his fists at Master Miejie Taiyi, and then clasped his fists at more than a dozen fellow apprentices, nodding their heads.

The Emei people are indeed rare beauties.

Some are as cold as ice, like snow lotuses in the wind;
Some are as charming as the flower that explains the language;

Everyone's beauty is different. Duan Yu felt like he was in a sea of ​​flowers and was dazzled.

No wonder Senior Brother Zhao didn't dare to come in.

Master Miejie had many disciples, and Duan Yu could name more than a dozen of them.

Jingxuan, Jingxu, Jingkong, Jinghui, Jingjia, Jingzhao, Ding Minjun, Ji Xiaofu, Bei Jinyi, Su Mengqing, Zhao Lingzhu, Li Mingxia and others.

Except for Ji Xiaofu, who was kidnapped by Yang Xiao a few years ago and disappeared, the remaining disciples have come.

At this time, Zhou Zhiruo has not yet started.

Zhang Wuji is just a child.

Master Miejie snorted angrily: "You're procrastinating, what time has it been!"

Duan Yu laughed and said nothing, just stood aside.

"Senior Brother Duan, you are finally here!"

A charming voice came from beside him.

Duan Yu turned around and saw that this woman had a snow-white face and was as beautiful as a Jiangnan woman. She had a slim and plump figure and a long sword hanging from her waist.

Her name is Bei Jinyi, she is 22 years old. She is a fourth generation martial arts disciple in Emei. She is very good at martial arts and is best at swordsmanship. She has a good relationship with Ji Xiaofu.

Bei Jinyi is gentle and kind, cautious in everything she does, and never bullies her fellow students.

Duan Yu smiled at her and nodded: "Good morning, Junior Sister Bei."

Disciples of the Emei Sect are divided into monks and lay disciples.

Jingxuan, Jingxu and other people of the "Jing" generation are all monks and nuns.

People like Ding Minjun, Ji Xiaofu, Bei Jinyi and others are all lay disciples.

They can get married.

Master Miejie was also a lay disciple before, and she and Gu Hongzi were about to get married. As a result, Gu Hongzi died, and she officially became a monk.

Duan Yu wore a relatively low-key and simple blue robe.

Facts have proved that if a person is handsome, he will look better wearing a sack.

Duan Yu has handsome features and fair skin, and is very popular with girls.

He had stayed at home in the Emei sect for the previous 20 years, with a dull and unremarkable face.

But after awakening, his behavior and temperament were extraordinary.

The most important thing is that Duan Yu speaks well and often makes the junior sisters in Emei giggle with a few words.

The Emei sect is almost entirely made up of female disciples. If you don’t see a man for many years, you will inevitably become curious about the male disciples.

There are only two leaders in the Emei Sect. Zhao Chengde is plain-looking and honest, which is very different from Duan Yu.

Young girls are most easily attracted to the opposite sex, and Bei Jinyi is one of them. She was deeply attracted by Duan Yu's appearance and temperament.

There were also Su Mengqing and Zhao Lingzhu, seventeen or eighteen years old, who unknowingly stood beside Duan Yu and wanted to strike up a conversation.

Duan Yu has a calm demeanor and a majestic aura.

Master Miejie glared at him fiercely and snorted: "Mr. Min, go try the sword with him!" "Yes! Master!"

Ding Minjun is tall, handsome, and quite charming.

However, her cheekbones are slightly high, her mouth is slightly larger, and her skin color is yellowish and not fair enough.

Duan Yu took a step forward, his face was calm, he cupped his fists and said, "Senior Sister Ding, please give me some advice!"

Ding Minjun looked him up and down and sneered: "Junior Brother Duan, it's all the same whether you compare or not, why bother asking for trouble?"

She is already 27 years old and has passed the age of love.

Although he also likes a young guy like Duan Yu, Ding Minjun has always admired strength and doesn't like men who are too weak.

In previous years' Golden Summit Competition, Duan Yu's martial arts performance was mediocre, making it difficult for her to catch his eye.

"Sister Ding, please!"

Facing Ding Minjun's sarcasm, Duan Yuhun didn't care.

It's best to underestimate yourself. Sometimes it's fun to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger.

Master Jue's face sank, his eyebrows raised, and he hummed, "Minjun, don't hurt him!"

"Yes, Master!"

Ding Minjun looked at Duan Yu with a sneer on his face: "Junior Brother Duan, take your sword and make a move!"

Duan Yu went to the sword stand to get a Qingfeng sword. Duan Yu stood lazily, with his body relaxed and his eyes calm. He smiled and said, "Senior Sister Ding should make the move first!"

"You don't overestimate your capabilities!" Ding Minjun snorted proudly, with contempt in his eyes.

She opened her bright eyes and shouted crisply: "Look at the sword!"

The long sword thrust out, Ding Minjun's wrist trembled slightly, and a sword flower appeared from the tip of the sword, covering Duan Yuyunmen, Shenfeng, and Xuanji acupoints.

"Senior sister is good at swordsmanship!" All the disciples in Emei praised her one after another.

An expert will know whether it is there or not as soon as he makes a move. This sword is full of energy and is worthy of being passed down by the master.

"As expected of a senior sister!"

A smile appeared on Master Miejie's cold face, and his eyes were quite proud.

This sword move is the "Destroying Sword" that he created recently.

Duan Yu couldn't help but smile, a flash of lightning flashed, and the Qingfeng sword stabbed out leisurely.

Before everyone could finish their words, their voices suddenly stopped.

The tip of Duan Yu's sword stopped in front of Ding Minjun's throat, only an inch away.

Just give it a little while and this grumpy old lady will be gone.

"Senior Sister Ding, I accept it."

Duan Yu slowly sheathed his sword and returned it to its sheath, then he cupped his fists and saluted, smiled, and stepped aside.

Ding Minjun's eyes were blank, and he touched his neck with his left hand.

She turned to look at her master, then at the junior sisters around her, and felt that her face was burning with pain.

"Stinky boy!"

Ding Minjun shouted coldly, and with a move of "virtual gold sharing", his long sword slashed directly towards Duan Yu's shin.

"Brother Duan, be careful!"

Bei Jinyi let out a sweet cry and closed her eyes, unable to bear to look, for fear that Duan Yu's feet would be cut off.

But there was a clanging sound and the clash of weapons.

Bei Jinyi opened her eyes and saw that it was Duan Yu who turned around, swung the sword away, and slapped Ding Minjun on the face with his backhand.

Ding Minjun was startled, covered his face and shouted: "You bastard, how dare you hit me!"

Looking at Master Miejie's murderous gaze, Duan Yu's face was calm, his eyes were peaceful, neither angry nor happy.

"The dignified disciples of Emei actually resorted to such despicable tactics as sneak attacks. How are they different from the disciples of the Demon Sect!"

He knew that Miejie valued Emei's reputation the most and hated the Demon Cult even more, so he would not protect his shortcomings because of it.

This slap was in vain for Ding Minjun.

Master Miejie had a sullen face and glared at Ding Minjun: "If you lose, you will lose. How dare you make a sneak attack!"

Ding Minjun burst into tears: "But Master...he only used one move."

"Who told you to underestimate the enemy? If you didn't underestimate the enemy, how could he succeed so easily?!"

Master Miejie snorted, glanced at her, and picked up the celadon tea cup.

"Master's lesson is..." Ding Minjun's eyes were sparkling, tears couldn't help pouring out, and he looked ashamed.

Miejie softened his tone and comforted: "You have met a master!"

She turned to look at Duan Yu, her face sank, and she snorted coldly: "You kid, you are really hiding your secrets. I was wrong!"

All the disciples turned to look at Duan Yu.

Surrounded by a group of female disciples, Duan Yu's face was calm and expressionless, and he said calmly: "Disciple is just using the sword to be faster."

What he used was the most basic swordsmanship of the Emei Sect, and there was nothing subtle about it.

It's nothing more than seeing Ding Minjun's flaw and looking for an opportunity to solve it with one sword.

The only martial arts in the world is fast and unbreakable, and even the most ordinary swordsmanship can lead to victory by surprise.

If he uses other martial arts, he will definitely be caught by Master Jue and punished.

This old nun has a bad temper. She is still weak in martial arts, so it is better not to offend her.

Sure enough, Master Miejie was too angry and had no place to put it. He scolded all the disciples with a cold face: "You all remember, don't be too young to be a hero in the world!"

"Yes!"

All the disciples responded in unison.

"Master!"

"Master! Master!"

At this moment, a hurried shout came from outside the hall. It was the disciple who had gone out to inquire about the news and returned.

"What's so fussy?"

Miejie looked unhappy and scolded him.

"Master, Wudang Sect's Zhang Wuxia has returned to Wudang!"

(End of this chapter)