Duan Yu's Biography of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 173 A Blockbuster

Back at the Emei Sect, a female disciple quickly went to report it.

"Senior Brother Duan and Senior Sister Bei are back!"

After a while, a group of female disciples came out with happy faces.

Even the petite Ding Minjun followed him out for the first time.

When Duan Yu was in Emei, he saw him every day and no one felt anything strange.

But when he was not in the sect, the girls felt that the whole Emei sect was empty, as if the whole world had lost its color, and there was no enthusiasm for practicing.

Only then did the girls realize the importance of Senior Brother Duan.

Golden Roof Hall.

"Meet Uncle Shi!"

"Meet Master!"

Duan Yu and Bei Jinyi clasped their fists and bowed.

Master Miejie sat cross-legged on the golden futon. Looking at Duan Yu, her eyes flashed slightly, and she snorted heavily: "You still know how to come back!"

Although she was stern and kept a straight face, her expression was just scary.

For Bei Jinyi and the others, as long as they don't make mistakes and don't damage Emei's prestige, the master doesn't care much, but he has stricter requirements on martial arts.

Duan Yu chuckled and said sincerely: "Since my nephew came down from the mountain, I haven't thought about my uncle every day. I finally saw him today, and I feel relieved!"

"I think you are too happy to leave!"

Master Miejie ignored his sweet words and snorted coldly: "Aren't you dazzled by the colorful world outside?!"

Duan Yu smiled bitterly. He and Bei Jinyi had been hanging out for more than half a year, and it seemed that Yan Mie was really angry.

"Uncle, my nephew is not playful, he is actually delayed by something."

As he said that, he pulled Zhou Zhiruo, who was a little embarrassed, and said, "This little girl is the junior sister I took in on behalf of my uncle, her name is Zhou Zhiruo!"

Zhou Zhiruo already knew from Bei Jinyi that her master, whom she had never met, had a very strange temper.

Master Miejie's temperament was as cold as ice. After her face dropped, she became even more frozen and covered with snow.

Ordinary people would be frightened when they saw her face, which made Zhou Zhiruo, who was already nervous, feel even more.

Hearing his senior brother's roll call, Zhou Zhiruo hurriedly stepped forward and knelt on the ground: "Master, I'm here, my disciple Zhou Zhiruo pays my respects!"

"Come here!"

Mie Mie waved to her and motioned to come to her side.

Zhou Zhiruo lowered her head and stepped forward.

Yan Mie looked at her carefully, then touched her bones, and couldn't help but nodded: "Well, the qualifications are good!"

His demeanor became much more cordial now, and he asked softly about Zhou Zhiruo's life experience.

When he was not teaching skills, his attitude towards his disciples was quite gentle.

"Master, Zhiruo's father was killed by Yuan Bing"

Bei Jinyi will meet Yuan Bing and kill Yuan Bing at Xianrendu in detail.

Also, when he came back, he met the Yuan soldiers again in the Han River, except for the part about rescuing the Mingjiao people.

She knew very well that if the master knew that his senior brother had rescued people from the Ming Cult, he would be furious, and she might not know what he would do to him.
Miejie Shitai’s eyes were like drawing a sword out of its sheath, with a cold light flashing: "The Tatar soldiers are violent and should be killed!"

When she heard that Duan Yu had adopted a group of children, she turned her head and rolled her eyes at Duan Yu: "You finally did a good thing!"

Master Miejie is a monk, so he will not object to such a great deed of good deeds.

It's just that she really doesn't like male disciples.

It was the best thing for Duan Yu to do it this way.

Master Jiejie accepted Zhou Zhiruo as his disciple in public, and the other female disciples gathered around Zhou Zhiruo.

Junior sister Su Mengqing was the happiest, giggling and saying, "I can finally be a senior sister!"

It's just that her temperament is pure and innocent, and she speaks like a child, giving people the impression that she is still a junior sister.

Su Mengqing ran up to Duan Yu and said with a smile: "Senior brother, take me with you next time you go out!"

Duan Yu took her little hand unceremoniously and said with a smile, "Next time!"

Previously, the two of them did not avoid the suspicion of being male and female, but today Su Mengqing felt her cheeks were getting hot, and she quickly took out her soft little hands and nodded: "Then we have agreed, you must take me with you!"

"It's true that a woman has changed a lot. Junior sister has matured." Duan Yu smiled secretly.

Almost all of the direct disciples of the Emei Sect are on the mountain, practicing their swords diligently every day in preparation for the Golden Summit Competition in two months.

Zhou Zhiruo also joined in, being taught martial arts by Miejie himself, and practicing swordsmanship with the senior sisters on weekdays.

Only Ji Xiaofu was not there, saying she was out on a mission.

Duan Yu guessed that she took the opportunity of going down the mountain to go back to her parents' home to take care of her children.

Counting the time, Yang Buhui is probably five years old now.

The annual Golden Summit Competition is an important day for competition between Emei disciples.

With Duan Yu's current martial arts skills, there is no need to participate.

With nothing to do, he began to train his senior brother Zhao Chengde in turn.

This honest man is still practicing and working alone in the back mountain, as if he is isolated from the world.

Duan Yu had been away from the sect for several months, and Zhao Chengde was too embarrassed to follow him.
Time flies, and two months have passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, the weather was sunny and there was a cool breeze on Mount Emei.

The front of the golden-domed hall is paved with green bricks and is open and flat.

The disciples sat cross-legged on futons on the ground, forming a large circle, with the venue inside the circle.

The Golden Summit Competition is of great importance to the Emei disciples.

Only by obtaining good rankings can you be taught better martial arts, and it is by no means a casual competition.

In the morning, there was a competition between some registered disciples.

In the afternoon, there was a competition among the disciples of Master Jue.

One after another, it went very quickly.

Observing martial arts competitions is also a rare opportunity and is extremely helpful to your own martial arts.

Therefore, everyone must be present in every competition.

After the competition in the morning, what surprised people was that Zhao Chengde, who had always been dull and honest, actually improved greatly in martial arts.

His swordsmanship was proficient and sharp, and he used it skillfully. He actually defeated several of his fellow sects in a row, and even surpassed several direct disciples of the headmaster of the Jingzi generation.

There are twelve monastic disciples of the Jingzi generation and eight lay disciples under the sect of Master Miejie.

Most of the disciples of the Jing generation are older, at least 30 years old. The oldest Jingxuan is only one year younger than Mie Mie.

They have practiced martial arts for many years and have profound skills. They are the mainstay of the Emei Sect.

Even in the martial arts world, he is still a master.

Zhao Chengde did not make a sound and became a blockbuster.

In this competition, he showed great power and defeated several Jingzi senior sisters in a row, which was shocking.

This also made Emei full of doubts.

As a male disciple, Zhao Chengde had not practiced Emei Superior Martial Arts. How did he become so powerful?

Master Miejie observed his martial arts carefully and found that it was indeed Emei swordsmanship.

Every move is very familiar, but the use of moves is often unexpected.

Among the Emei disciples watching the battle, some quickly figured out: "Senior Brother Zhao must have received guidance from Senior Brother Duan!"

Everyone in Emei knows that Senior Brother Duan is a rare martial arts prodigy who learned all his skills by practicing martial arts in his dreams.

Even He Taichong, the head of the Kunlun Sect, was no match for him.

Zhao Chengde has a very good relationship with him, and it seems that he made great progress in martial arts by starting a small business in private.

In the afternoon, it was the turn of all the direct disciples to take the stage to discuss matters.

Bei Jinyi was wearing a moon-white Luo shirt, standing in the open space in front of the Golden Dome Hall.

Under the bright sunshine, her face was reflected in the blouse, which made her face even fairer and more elegant.

"Please give me some advice, Senior Sister Ding."

Bei Jinyi held the sword in her right hand, cupped her fists in salute, and said quietly.

Opposite her, Ding Minjun was wearing a light green shirt, the train of which was fluttering in the breeze.

"I don't dare to take it seriously, and I have to ask my junior sister to show mercy!"

Ding Minjun's steep eyebrows moved, and he clasped his fists in return with a half-smile.

Bei Jinyi didn't seem to hear her strange words. She just smiled delicately and slowly stretched out her sword, preparing to strike.

Ding Minjun said no more, and the master just sat there, trying not to appear too mean.

In her eyes, Bei Jinyi had a gentle nature and mediocre qualifications, and could not be compared with her. Ding Minjun never took it to heart.

However, when practicing swordplay recently, it was obvious that Bei Jinyi's martial arts had improved a lot, so Ding Minjun was not as polite and friendly to her as usual, and his tone was neither yin nor yang.

"Junior sister Bei, please enlighten me!"

Ding Minjun suddenly drew his sword out of its sheath, and with a little step under his feet, his body turned into a bolt of lightning, and the sword flashed and struck directly at Bei Jinyi.

As a lay disciple of the Emei Sect, although Ding Minjun is not very talented, his martial arts skills are by no means easy.

At this time, she tried her best to defeat the enemy quickly, so she directly used a special move. The tip of the sword reached her body and turned into three swords, which were impossible to guard against.

"Senior sister, be careful!"

Bei Jinyi didn't panic, he blocked it gently, used the momentum to break the sword's momentum, and then stabbed diagonally.

The few movements seemed careless, but they were extremely sharp.

Master Miejie slightly chinned his head, quite satisfied with Bei Jinyi's move.

The master was satisfied, but Ding Minjun felt uncomfortable.

Both sides use Emei swordsmanship, but every move Bei Jinyi makes is mysterious and unpredictable, making Ding Minjun unable to deal with it.

Next to him, Master Miejie’s eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and the wrinkles became more severe.

Although Ding Minjun is not very talented, among the lay disciples, he has been under the Emei sect for the longest time and has spent a lot of time practicing swordsmanship.

He fought against Bei Jinyi, but was suppressed at every turn, unable to perform anything.Bei Jinyi mastered the complex Emei swordsmanship like a great master, and his level of martial arts was completely different.

The two men went back and forth with swords, and in the blink of an eye, more than twenty moves were passed.

Bei Jinyi suppressed Ding Minjun throughout the whole process.

If it weren't for Ding Minjun's status as a lay master sister, she could defeat him with just one or two swords.

Bei Jinyi knew the temperament of Senior Sister Ding best. If she really defeated her, she would definitely find trouble and provocation in every possible way in the future, and there would be no peace.

Therefore, he kept suppressing the fight, hoping to make Senior Sister Ding admit defeat on her own.

"Master, the gap between Minjun and Jinyi is too big, why not ask them to stop?"

Jingxuan sat next to Master Jue, turned around and consulted his master, his voice was small.

In terms of martial arts, Jingxuan took the Peiyuan Pill and increased his martial arts for decades. At this time, martial arts was no longer under threat.

But she has an indifferent temperament and has always been low-key.

"Stop what? Let them decide the winner!"

The corners of Master Miejie's eyes drooped, he glanced at her and snorted lightly.

She hadn't realized that she, the head of the Emei Sect, was no longer as good as her disciples.

"Junior sister Bei, I didn't expect that your martial arts would improve so quickly!"

Ding Minjun was so angry that she almost exploded with anger at this feeling of being useless.

She couldn't bear it anymore, so she stopped resisting and started to attack, hoping to achieve a draw with one injured and the other injured.

Seeing that Senior Sister Ding was acting like a mad tiger, Bei Jinyi still remained calm and patiently tried to show off her tactics.

Master Jue's brows furrowed more and more tightly, and she shook her head slightly.

Martial arts practitioners are most afraid of losing their composure when fighting.

That looks powerful, but in fact it has huge flaws.

Bei Jinyi felt slightly annoyed when she saw that Senior Sister Ding was still so ignorant and pestering her.

Since you can't get down the stairs, then get off!

The long sword in Bei Jinyi's hand suddenly became sharp and cold.

The disciples watching the battle all around felt a chill.

"Ding!"

Under the sound of gold and iron, Ding Minjun felt a trembling force spread directly to the palm of his hand.

Along with a numbness, his right hand was sore and weak, and he was unable to hold the sword. He suddenly fell to the ground with a crisp "clang" sound.

The winner was decided, Ding Minjun's face turned blue and he was quite frightened. He covered his wrists, his eyes were as bright as candles, and he stared at Bei Jinyi, as if he wanted to bite someone.

Bei Jinyi returned the sword to its sheath, stepped lightly, picked up the sword gracefully, brought it to Ding Minjun with both hands, and said softly: "Senior Sister Ding, I'm offended."

Ding Minjun had a sullen face, snorted softly, grabbed the sword, sheathed it heavily, turned around and walked back, ignoring her.

She was narrow-minded, and although she knew she shouldn't be too rude, she was so angry that she couldn't control herself.

Next, what Ding Minjun never expected was.

This gentle-tempered Junior Sister Bei actually defeated five Senior Sisters from Jingzi’s generation in succession!

"Senior Sister Jingxuan, thank you very much for your permission."

Bei Jinyi lowered her eyes and gently cupped her hands towards Jingxuan.

There was silence all around, and everyone looked at the venue in astonishment.

They were all deeply surprised that Bei Jinyi could defeat Jingxuan.

You know, originally Bei Jinyi's martial arts skills were average among the disciples in Emei.

Among lay disciples, she is second only to Ji Xiaofu and Ding Minjun.

But there are still twelve monk disciples of Jingzi generation ahead.

Among the entire Emei Sect, Bei Jinyi's martial arts ranking is only No. 14.

Now, he has beaten all the masters of Jingzi generation and firmly ranked first!

What happened to her?
And what kind of martial arts did she use just now?
Why is it so elegant and pleasing to the eye?

"Jinyi, come in!"

Master Miejie suddenly stood up from the futon, flicked her sleeves and robe, turned around and walked towards the Golden Dome Hall.

Inside the hall.

"Why is your martial arts so fast?"

Master Miejie stood in front of the huge golden Buddha statue and looked at Bei Jinyi coldly.

"Master..." Bei Jinyi hesitated slightly, thinking about how to speak.

"Is it because of your Senior Brother Duan?" Master Jue's eyebrows moved, and she asked coldly: "And those martial arts from other sects, were they taught by him?"

"Yes" Bei Jinyi nodded in agreement and lowered her head, preparing to bear the wrath of thunder.

They knew that their master was arrogant and could not tolerate others saying that the Emei sect's martial arts skills were inferior to others.

"What a great nephew!"

After Master Miejie sneered twice, he regained his composure again. His eyes were like lightning, and he looked at Bei Jinyi: "Besides the magical power of snapping fingers and the Jinghong Step, what other martial arts did he teach you?"

"Senior brother also passed on to me a set of "Jade Girl Heart Sutra" and "Little Wuxiang Gong", as well as "Orchid Buddha Point Hand" and "Jade Girl Su Xin Sword Technique"."

Bei Jinyi replied softly, carefully observing her master's expression.

"Chong!"

There was a flash of lightning, and the long sword on the sword stand was unsheathed and fell into the hands of the exterminator.

"Accept!"

Master Miejie snorted coldly, her robes fluttered, and she raised her sword to stab straight. Like lightning, the sword tip flashed in front of Bei Jinyi.

Bei Jinyi couldn't take precautions. She pushed harder on her toes and stepped back to avoid this extremely fast sword.

She stepped back with her figure floating, her sword unsheathed, and she struck calmly.

With the sound of gold and iron clanking together, the long sword in Bei Jinyi's hand turned into a silver flower.

The tip of the sword suddenly trembled, sealing the other sword that Master Miejie was attacking.

Although it was handled in a hurry, it was smooth and pleasing to the eye.

"Okay!" Master Miejie Taiqing shouted, greatly impressed by her reaction.

The figure accelerated again and turned into an afterimage, rushing straight towards Bei Jinyi like a goshawk fighting a rabbit.

Her movement is like electricity, her sword is fierce, and her every move is aimed at vital points of life and death without mercy.

UI.

Drawing the sword extremely fast is the martial arts style of Master Miejie!

No matter how exquisite the opponent's moves are, they will be unable to perform them under this extremely fast sword technique.

Bei Jinyi did not panic at all. The position of her feet kept changing, and she instantly walked out of several afterimages to avoid the sword.

So it was Lingbo Weibu.

Master Miejie’s black robe fluttered, her sword was like lightning, her face was as cold as frost, but she was secretly happy.

Among all the disciples of the Emei Sect, only one or two people like Jingxuan could take such a full blow.

Unexpectedly, Bei Jinyi, who usually looks gentle and elegant, can easily avoid it, which is really surprising!
"Don't hide, draw your sword!"

Master Miejie snorted coldly and continued to press forward.

"Master, the disciple has offended!"

Bei Jinyi shouted softly, and the sword light suddenly flashed, brilliant and dazzling.

Master Miejie narrowed his eyes slightly, moved his feet, and quickly rushed towards Bei Jinyi.

The long sword stabbed straight, focusing all the strength on one point, faster than lightning, and there was no way to avoid it.

Bei Jinyi's sword posture changed, and her figure was as elegant as a fairy. The long sword in her hand was slow and graceful, just like the fairy Guanghan dancing under the moon, elegant and cold.

Master Miejie frowned slightly, thinking that this disciple had a lot of hard work.

Just as he was about to withdraw his sword, he saw Bei Jinyi's long sword floating towards him, tapping the sword's spine just right.

Master Miejie felt a strong force coming from the tiger's mouth, and the sword seemed to be about to come out of his hand, and he couldn't help being shocked.

The internal energy of the Nine Yang Kung Power surged, and he quickly stabilized the sword in his hand. Master Miejie's figure floated away, and with a flash of lightning, the sword had been returned to the silver scabbard on the sword stand.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Master Miejue Taizhuo stood in front of the Buddha statue, breathing calmly as usual, his face that had always been cold showed a hint of appreciation, and his eyes became much softer.

She originally thought that the apprentice was playing tricks, but she didn't expect that it was a very exquisite swordsmanship with an elegant posture, which was very suitable for women.

But he didn't know what kind of swordsmanship it was. Master Miejie didn't have the nerve to ask, and just kept praising the good swordsmanship.

"Master..." Bei Jinyi sheathed her sword and stood carefully in front of her master, feeling uneasy in her heart.

I don’t know if Master is sarcastic or admiring.

After a while, Master Jue slowly sat back on the futon.

"My Emei martial arts are profound and unpredictable. It's because we are not good at studying and cannot understand the secrets."

Bei Jinyi nodded in agreement and praised Emei's martial arts.

Master Miejie raised his eyes and glanced at her: "The martial arts he taught you are all unique skills that have been lost in the world. You must practice well and don't let these unique martial arts skills be lost."

"Yes, Master." Bei Jinyi breathed a sigh of relief.

Master Miejie hesitated to speak, waved his hand and said calmly: "Go back."

Bei Jinyi quietly exited the Golden Dome Hall.

The setting sun is shining brightly.

Master Miejie sat alone and sighed.

The disciples' great progress in martial arts made her feel great pressure.

"It seems that we must hurry up and practice the Nine Yang Magic Skill!"

(End of this chapter)