Duan Yu's Biography of Cultivating Immortals

Chengdu, Yuelai Inn.

Tianzihao guest rooms are very luxurious, with independent courtyards, rockeries and bamboos, and are extremely elegantly decorated with a garden style.

You need to pay two taels of silver to stay here for one night, which is hard for ordinary people to imagine.

After leaving the Emei Sect, Duan Yu began to travel around the world.

early morning.

Duan Yu was meditating in the yard when there was a knock on the door outside.

"I would like to congratulate Laosan of the Wushan Gang. It will be the fiftieth birthday of our Gang Leader Mei in five days. I would like to invite you, Mr. Duan, to pay your respects."

The visitor had a smile on his face and handed the invitation with very polite hands, making it difficult to refuse.

Duan Yu nodded slightly and accepted the invitation.

The Wushan Gang is a gang in eastern Sichuan that dominates Sichuan.

The leader of the gang, Mei Shijian, has strong martial arts and is a first-rate master in the martial arts world. He has always been on good terms with the Emei Sect.

Now that it's his sixtieth birthday, he kindly invites him to come and sit down, since he has nothing to do anyway.

On this day, the weather was clear and the temperature was cool. It was truly a beautiful day.

The Wushan Gang is very lively. Gang leader Mei Shijian celebrates his [-]th birthday and holds a banquet for guests.

Almost all martial arts sects in Sichuan sent people to celebrate his birthday, and there was an endless stream of people coming and going.

"Qinglong Mountain Zhaojiazhai, congratulations to Gang Leader Mei on his fiftieth birthday..."

"Minjiang Sword Sect, congratulations to Gang Leader Mei on his fiftieth birthday..."

The emcee of the Wushan Gang sang loudly on the side, melodiously and rhythmically, which was quite pleasant to the ears.

Every time there is a famous sect or figure, the people around them will cheer, talk and make a lot of noise.

"Shaoxia Duan of the Emei Sect congratulates Gang Leader Mei on his fiftieth birthday..."

The emcee's singing voice was melodious in the air, but there was silence all around. There was no longer the original noise and cheers, as if everyone had been tapped on their mute points.

Fang Biqing and Fang Biyun, who were standing in front of the door, were also stunned. They stood there speechless and did not move, which was quite rude.

Duan Yu was dressed in a green shirt, looking chic and elegant. Under the attention of everyone, he entered the hall calmly.

But he was also curious.

Most of the guests here are men, so you don’t need to pay so much attention, right?

Could it be because of the Emei Sect?
As one of the top three sects of the six sects, the Emei Sect is a giant in Sichuan.

When Emei disciples travel around the world, all sects and gangs in Shu have to give them some face.

In the hall, dozens of tables are arranged in a slightly compact manner. People sit around the tables, all of them are martial arts figures from Sichuan and Shu.

Those unknown little people are arranged in the outer courtyard.

The Wulin is a place where status and reputation are important. When arranging seats, seniority must be considered, and the rules must not be messed up.

Mei Shijian, the leader of the Wushan Gang, was tall and sitting there in his birthday robe.

His face is rosy, his silver beard is fluttering, and he has a certain power in his pose.

Mei Shijian is well-known for his palm skills. It is said that his palm power is the most masculine in the world, and his palm wind is unparalleled and powerful, not inferior to the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

Ten years ago, on Wangpan Mountain, his only son participated in the Tianying Sect's knife-raising ceremony and died at the hands of Xie Xun.

Now, Mei Shijian has taken in several more concubines and given birth to several sons.

Everyone in the hall congratulated him on his fiftieth birthday.

For a while, it was noisy.

After the ceremony, everyone began to take their seats. Mei Shijian said some formal remarks, thanked everyone for their support, and the banquet was officially opened.

The food and wine came flowing out, and the hall was immediately filled with the aroma of food and wine.

Most of the guests here are famous martial arts masters in Sichuan. They have friendships with each other or have been friends for a long time.

As for enemies, there are many of them.

But today is Gang Leader Mei's birthday, so naturally no one will get into trouble.

When enemies meet, they often sit across the table and pretend not to notice.

However, just because the guests are not causing trouble does not mean that the host is not causing trouble.

After drinking for three rounds, Gang Leader Mei suddenly looked at Duan Yu and said, "I have heard for a long time that Shaoxia Duan has unparalleled swordsmanship. He once defeated Xi Huazi of the Kunlun Sect in Wudang Mountain with a single sword."

"Today is my fiftieth birthday. Why don't you show Duan Shaoxia some sword skills here to open your eyes?"

Duan Yu was slightly surprised.

Are you treating me like an actor?

"Sorry, I never perform my swordsmanship." Duan Yu snorted slightly displeased.

Mei Shijian's snow-white eyebrows shrugged, a little surprised: "Duan Shaoxia, you can't say that, I didn't let you use the Emei Swordsmanship, just do it for fun!" "Mei Gang Leader, are you drunk?" Duan Yu's eyes became sharp and bright, and he glanced at him.

"Duan, don't be ungrateful!"

A blue figure jumped out, standing proudly, but it was He Laosan who came to invite Duan Yu that day.

He Laosan scolded: "You are just an abandoned disciple of Emei, and you still dare to behave like this. My gang leader lets you dance swords because he thinks highly of you. Who do you think you are?"

The people sitting in the hall were all veterans, and they quickly understood what the Wushan Gang wanted to do.

It is rumored that Duan Yu was originally an unknown male disciple of the Emei Sect. He became famous in the world because he defeated He Taichong, the leader of the Kunlun Sect.

But not long ago, Master Miejie was expelled from the school for colluding with the Demon Sect.

The Wushan Gang's invitation to Duan Yu was fake. In fact, they wanted to step on him and build their own reputation.

Duan Yu smiled coldly: "A small second-rate gang wants to provoke someone they can't afford to offend without thinking about self-protection. Are you out of your mind?"

"Just you?"

Mei Shijian laughed loudly: "You are colluding with the demon sect. Master Miejie will spare your life. You dare to show off in my Wushan gang. Today I will do justice for heaven and kill demons!"

In the world of martial arts, being expelled from a sect means giving up martial arts.

The Wushan Gang thought Duan Yu had lost his martial arts skills, so they became very arrogant.

Encountering such an idiot, Duan Yu shook his head helplessly: "It seems that today, you and the Wushan Gang are going to have a happy event in vain. Tell me how you want to die?"

Suddenly someone shouted: "Duan Shaoxia is going to challenge the entire Wushan Gang with one person!"

Everyone in the hall burst out laughing, and the whole hall was shaken.

Not to mention the Wushan Gang leader Mei Shijian’s martial arts skills, how could the Wushan Gang suffer with so many friends present?
Even if Master Miejie was here, he would not dare to say such big words!
"What are you laughing at!" Duan Yu snorted lightly.

Everyone's discussion stopped abruptly, and the hall was suddenly silent.

Duan Yu's voice contained deep inner strength and breathtaking power, falling in everyone's ears like thunder.

There was a roar in their ears, their hearts trembled, their whole bodies became weak, and they almost fainted.

Everyone's eyes suddenly focused on Duan Yu, showing signs of panic.

Gang Leader Mei's frosty eyebrows wrinkled and he said slowly: "You haven't been abolished in martial arts?"

"Is it a surprise?"

Duan Yu stood in the center of the hall, looking at everyone as if there was no one around. He raised his chin slightly and looked at Mei Shijian: "I heard that your palm skills are powerful and you claim that you are not weak to the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, so I will kill you with the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms." ,how?"

After saying that, he pushed hard with his right palm, like a dragon roaring.

Mei Shijian reacted quickly, coming up from his dantian in one breath, punching through his right arm, and with a cry, he met it with a palm.

The power of his palm was extremely heavy and fierce, and Duan Yu's whole body was covered as soon as he took action, and his breath was blocked.

"boom!"

When the two palms met, Mei Shijian felt that he had hit a copper wall and an iron wall. Qi and blood surged all over his body, and his body was shot backwards quickly.

The thick wooden pillar in the hall broke with a click, and Mei Shijian's body was stopped just now.

"Help Master!"

"Leader Mei!"

Everyone stared at this scene dumbfounded.

Mei Shijian vomited three mouthfuls of blood, slowly stretched out his fingers, pointed at Duan Yu, and trembled slightly: "You...you...such a deep palm force!"

"Even a small Wushan gang dares to offend me!" Duan Yu snorted.

As soon as he finished speaking, he walked up to Mei Shijian and trampled him to death like an ant.

With a glance, he killed the trembling He Laosan with one backhand.

The guests were silent for a moment.

After a brief period of silence, someone immediately stood up and accused Duan Yu.

Duan Yu didn't say a word, but pointed him to death.

When the elite Wushan Gang elders and guardians moved together, they intended to surround and kill them.

Duan Yu went on a killing spree without any hesitation.

Only a quarter of an hour later.

The originally lively and festive Wushan Gang became extremely quiet with corpses everywhere.

The gang leaders, elders, protectors and a group of key disciples were all killed.

Even a few nosy guests were killed by Duan Yu with one palm, draining their inner strength while the heat was still hot.

The rest of the gang fled in all directions as if they had seen a ghost. (End of chapter)