Duan Yu's Biography of Cultivating Immortals

The famous Divine Fist Sect was wiped out in one day!

There is also a line of words engraved on the stone wall at the entrance of the Divine Fist Sect: "Here is the Tianlong Sect's Divine Fist Sect!"

People came forward to observe carefully and found that it was written with finger force, and they were immediately in an uproar.

This stone wall is made of granite and is extremely hard.

Even carving with a sword requires extraordinary skill to carve out these words.

Nowadays, there are people who can do it with the power of their fingers, which is really shocking!
Even if you practice Shaolin's Vajra Finger to perfection, you may not be able to reach this level.

The words in front of the Divine Fist Gate attracted many martial arts people to stop and watch.

Faced with such power, people from all walks of life couldn't help but express admiration.

This line of characters has golden hooks and silver strokes, and is powerful and boundless. It is really a rare and good calligraphy!
But people are more concerned about who destroyed the Divine Fist Sect?

"The Tianlongmen God-Destroying Fist Gate is here!"

Tianlongmen?
What sect is this?
Unheard of!

Not only have no martial arts people in the Jingxiang area heard of this name, it has not even been recorded in the archives of the six major sects.

People infer from this: This is a new sect!

For a time, the name of Tianlongmen resounded throughout the martial arts world.

The back garden of Duan Mansion.

The setting sun is shining, and the sunset fills the western sky.

Duan Yu was lying lazily on the bench, bathing in the sunset.

There was a lot of discussion in the martial arts community about the destruction of the Shen Fist Sect, but he didn't take it seriously and pretended that nothing happened.

Duan Yu lived for more than 300 years. No matter who he was, he was no different in his eyes, and he could kill them with ease.

The Divine Fist Sect is just a second-rate sect in the world.

His biggest gain from this trip was the great increase in his skills.

After killing the Wushan Gang and the Divine Fist Sect, Duan Yu continuously absorbed the internal energy of more than twenty masters.

There are 360 ​​major acupuncture points all over the body, seven of which have been filled.

In each major acupuncture point, he only has 100 years of internal energy, which is not fully charged.

The improved version of Bei Ming Sheng Gong uses acupuncture points as Dantian, which is equivalent to 360 Dantians on the whole body.

This does not include hundreds of small acupuncture points.

Beiming's magic skill absorbs internal energy very quickly, but it takes a lot of time to transform it into Beiming's true energy.

Then compress Beiming's true energy into mana, which can take as short as one or two months or as long as half a year.

And the more internal force there is, the harder it is to transform and can only be stored in other acupoints.

Even so, this is faster than cultivating immortality, and at least it saves the important step of absorbing spiritual energy.

Duan Yu couldn't imagine what it would be like if he had fully charged up all 360 acupuncture points and had tens of thousands of years of skill.

Then he shook his head and smiled: Even if he drained the entire martial arts world, it would still be difficult to fully accumulate it.

Now, I have the heaven-defying skills such as the Great Heavenly Immortal Art. Even if I cannot form pills quickly, I can still cultivate the soul directly.

After cultivating the soul to a certain level, the soul can leave the body and travel around the world.

"Master! Do we really want to form a sect?"

Duan Jun, the eldest disciple, was attentively waiting on him, squeezing his shoulders and beating his legs.

Duan Yu stretched out and said, "You guys are clamoring to kill the Tatars every day for revenge. The Tatars have conquered the world. If we don't build a power, how can we overthrow them with just a few people?"

"But... we, Tianlongmen, are just one sect. Can we overthrow the Tatars?"

A few days ago, they destroyed the Shen Fist Gang, and the master suddenly said that with so many disciples, it would be better to form a sect.

So Tianlongmen was established in a hurry.

There was nothing, not even a sign, just one master and nine disciples.

"Who said we only have one sect?"

Duan Yu smiled meaningfully: "Haha...a faction is like a country, it's just different in size!"

"The foundation of the martial arts sect is martial arts. The level of martial arts is just like the military strength of that country. The Song Dynasty was unparalleled in wealth and unmatched by all previous dynasties. However, just because the soldiers and armor were not strong, they were wiped out by the Tatars!"

Duan Yu said this with a strong sense of hating that iron cannot be transformed into steel.

His mind wandered for a moment, then he took it back and continued: "When your martial arts reaches a certain level, one person can destroy an entire country!"

"Ah?" Duan Jun couldn't imagine it: "One person can destroy a country? Isn't that an immortal?"

He grew up in Xianrendu and heard the legends of immortals a hundred years ago.

It is said that when the Tatars besieged Xiangyang City, an immortal descended from the sky, pierced three thousand armors with one sword, and killed the Mongolian emperor!

There was originally a gap created by the Immortal's sword outside Xiangyang City, but now it was filled in by the Mongols.

Duan Yu smiled and did not identify himself.

He was also thinking about the future of Tianlongmen.

These days, connections are very important.

Especially for a new sect, if it wants to develop, it is indispensable to deal with various sects.

Otherwise, even if one is highly skilled in martial arts, it will be difficult to join a major martial arts school.

Maybe it will be boycotted by the so-called righteous people and treated as a demonic sect.

The Emei Sect is an example.

No matter how talented and beautiful Guo Xiang is, the founder of the Emei sect, she will never be able to make Emei famous in the world and become a major sect alongside Shaolin and Wudang.

Just because Guo Xiang's family is knowledgeable and he is a close friend of Zhang Zhenren of Wudang.

Even the people in the world, thinking of the merits of the hero Guo Jing, were ashamed to embarrass her.

With peerless martial arts inside and strong support from outside, this is the main reason why the Emei Sect can rise so quickly.

Otherwise, what reputation can a sect headed by a woman have in a society where men are superior to women?
Therefore, Duan Yu decided to engage in sect diplomacy first, make good friends with Wudang, and let Tianlongmen gain a foothold in the martial arts world.

Wait for yourself and the nine major disciples to develop before going out to cause trouble.

"Jun'er, you and Hao'er will go to Wudang Mountain tomorrow. I have something to tell you as master."

After all, within the Wudang Clan's sphere of influence, due to the rules of the world, one should come to say hello.

Wudang Mountain, Zixiao Palace.

The Six Wudang Heroes sat in the hall and discussed the destruction of the Divine Fist Sect.

Since the incident took place only more than 100 miles away from Wudang Mountain, the Wudang Sect immediately sent people to investigate after learning that the Divine Fist Sect had been destroyed.

The sixth child, Yin Liting, went down the mountain in person and went to the Divine Fist Sect.

It was found that there was no one alive, and no one knew the murderer, only the words left on the stone wall.

"Brother, I checked the injuries on the people of the Divine Fist Sect and found several suspicious points."

Yin Liting's face was filled with a weathered look, and his brows were haggard.

Not long ago, he received news that his fiancée Ji Xiaofu was missing and had not returned to Emei Sect for a long time.

"Sixth brother, tell me." Song Yuanqiao nodded.

Yin Liting said: "There should not be many people coming from the other side. It seems that there is only one person with extremely strong martial arts. The others are not strong in martial arts and their attacks are unfamiliar. It is more like the attacks of young people."

Half of the people who died in the Divine Fist Sect were killed by one move.

The scars on the other sect members indicate that they died in life-and-death struggles, and the scars on their bodies are very rough.

The person who did it must be Shengguadanzi, who was killing someone for the first time.

"Brother." Yin Liting said with slight hesitation: "The people from the God-Destroying Fist Sect seem to be using the Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation of my Wudang Sect."

"what?!"

Song Yuanqiao and others were shocked.

They did not doubt Yin Liting's words.

The Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation is the secret skill of the Wudang sect. The seven brothers have been studying it for many years and have long been familiar with it.

As long as the other party has injuries, whether internal or external, it will be impossible for Yin Liting to admit his mistake.

"Could it be that Longmen was the sect established by Duan Shaoxia that day?" Zhang Songxi pondered.

Duan Yu was expelled from the Emei Sect, which was known to everyone in the martial arts world.

As for the Seven Zhenwu Formation, apart from their Wudang Seven Heroes, Duan Yu is the only one.

"The master of the Shenquan Sect was shocked to death by a palm, which was similar to the way leader Mei of the Wushan Clan died. It should really be Duan Shaoxia's doing."

Yin Liting held his sword and shook his head: "It seems that he established his own school and also accepted seven disciples."

Duan Yu was kind to Wudang, and the Wudang sect couldn't be more grateful.

But he didn't expect that he would pass on the Seven Zhenwu Formation to his disciples.

This is a bit unkind.

"Master, brothers and sisters, there are two young men at the foot of the mountain who claim to be Tianlongmen disciples and have come to pay homage to the mountain!"

Outside Zixiao Palace, Gu Xuzi's voice came, but it was Yu Daiyan's disciple.

"Tianlongmen?"

The Six Wudang Heroes looked at each other, and finally came to their minds.

Inside the Zixiao Palace.

Duan Jun and Duan Hao stood quietly.

Facing the sharp gazes of the Six Heroes of Wudang, they showed no fear on their faces and were extremely calm.

When Song Yuanqiao and others heard about their intention, they couldn't help but look at them carefully, and nodded secretly, appreciating their courage.

It is true that famous teachers are difficult to find, but disciples with excellent qualifications and talents are even more rare.

There are countless lost skills in the martial arts world. The reason is that the disciples are not qualified enough to inherit their mantles. Each generation is inferior to the last, which is really a pity for the martial arts world.

Duan Jun and the others originally had mediocre qualifications, but since taking the Marrow Cleansing Pill, their bones have undergone qualitative changes, and the spiritual energy between their eyebrows is ready to come out.Anyone with some discernment will know that these two little guys have a bright future.

If you can meet a famous teacher and train well, your future is limitless, and you will definitely become famous in the world in the future!

Looking at them, Mo Shenggu couldn't help but become interested and asked quickly: "So, is Tianlong Sect really the sect established by Duan Shaoxia?"

His mentor, Zhang Sanfeng, was born in Shaolin, but he had unique ideas and created his own martial arts and founded the Wudang Sect.

The Seven Heroes of Wudang all admired such a genius like their mentor.

Now there is another young master in the martial arts who has established his own sect. Mo Shenggu couldn't help but clapped his knees with emotion.

"This time when we come to Wudang for a visit, Master asked us to bring a letter to be delivered to the hands of some heroes in Wudang."

Duan Jun took the letter from his arms and handed it to Mo Shenggu.

Mo Qixia was not polite and wanted to know what was mentioned in the letter.

He has always been curious about Duan Yu.

It's just that last time because fifth brother Zhang Cuishan committed suicide, he never said a word to Duan Yu.

Duan Jun said a few words to them, then left and went to the guest room to rest.

Traveling in a hurry, even if they were not physically tired, their hearts felt tired.

The Six Heroes of Wudang sat around a round mahogany table, reading Duan Yu's handwriting.

"Sect Leader Duan said in his letter that the Divine Fist Sect hurt his disciples and killed his servants, so he took action to destroy them."

The fourth child, Zhang Songxi, said lightly, his expression unmoving and calm as usual.

As he spoke, he changed his name to Duan Yu.

"Master Duan looks gentle, but he didn't expect to be so protective of his shortcomings." Song Yuanqiao said, stroking his beard.

"The disciples who injured him were actually wiped out. This sect leader's method was too harsh! Even if the Divine Fist Sect is at fault, what's wrong with those disciples?!"

The second child, Yu Lianzhou, shook his head and sighed. He couldn't bear it, secretly blaming Duan Yu for being too ruthless and vicious.

Song Yuanqiao shook his head and sighed, his second brother was too upright, and he always paid attention to the word "reason" in everything.

Little do they know that the weak and the strong in the martial arts world are so cruel.

Those who lost their lives are not necessarily innocent. Even if they are innocent, there is nothing they can do.

The third child, Yu Daiyan, had been lowering his head in thought. Now he raised his head and let out a long sigh: "With the martial arts of Master Duan, it is not a blessing of the martial arts to act so ruthlessly!"

"Third brother, this is not entirely true!"

Zhang Songxi stroked his beard, shook his head, glanced at the two senior brothers surnamed Yu, and said with a smile: "This Duan Sect Leader is not only superb in martial arts, but also has a mind far beyond ordinary people. He did this with extraordinary means, and I am afraid it has deep meaning! "

"Could it be that this is a demonstration?" Yu Lianzhou frowned slightly and said slowly with a calm face.

"It's very possible." Song Yuanqiao hesitated for a moment and nodded slowly.

He has read a lot of people, and when he sees a person, he can almost guess his character.

But facing Duan Yu, I always feel that it is inscrutable and elusive.

"Brother, fourth brother, if you have something to say, why don't you just say it?" Mo Shenggu was a little anxious.

He is only in his early twenties, and his experience and conduct in the world are not as good as those of his senior brothers.

Song Yuanqiao picked up the tea cup at hand and took a sip: "The Shenquan Sect has a very strong foundation, and there are many masters in the sect. Ordinary gangs cannot shake it."

Zhang Songxi added with a smile: "It is rumored that the martial arts of Shenquan Sect was derived from the Shaolin King Kong Fist."

"The Divine Fist Sect is from the Shaolin sect?" Mo Shenggu finally understood.

The Shenquan Sect can gain a foothold in the world, of course, because they are powerful and have many masters.

But the main reason is the Shaolin sect standing behind the scenes.

The founder of the Shenquan Sect is a lay disciple of Shaolin. His powerful Vajra Fist is powerful and domineering, and he won the approval of Shaolin before he came down from the mountain to establish his own sect.

From the beginning to the end, the Shenquan Sect has been a subordinate force of the Shaolin Sect.

It’s just that few outsiders know.

Now that the Divine Fist Sect was destroyed by Duan Yu, it was like a slap in the face to Shaolin.

If a sect wants to be established, it needs to inform all the sects and give them advance notice.

This is the first time that the Tianlong Clan has been established through the elimination of sects to establish its power.

"This Duan Sect Leader's methods are a bit more ruthless than the Demon Cult. The martial arts world will be lively in the future."

Zhang Songxi smiled, as if he had seen through the future.

"It doesn't matter how they make trouble, as long as they don't use my Wudang Zhenwu Seven Intersection Formation!"

Yu Lianzhou said angrily, worried that Wudang would be involved.

Although the Shaolin monks chanted sutras, ate fasts, and paid homage to the Buddha, they looked compassionate, but they showed no mercy in conquering demons.

They will definitely take revenge on Tianlongmen, and there is no guarantee that they will send a few eminent monks.

After all, Duan Yu destroyed the whole Shenquan sect, and his method was too ruthless. It was not the work of the Zhengdao sect, and Wudang could not come forward.

"Master, uncles and uncles, it's not good!"

A voice came from outside the hall again: "Junior brother Song and the guests from Tianlongmen are fighting."

"This kid Qingshu is really ignorant!"

Song Yuanqiao couldn't help but get angry and stepped forward.

On the martial arts field.

The two teenagers stood opposite each other.

One is Duan Hao, Duan Yu's second disciple.

Opposite him stood a handsome and majestic young man, who looked a bit like a tree in the wind. He was Song Qingshu, Song Yuanqiao's only son.

The reason was that Duan Hao asked a Wudang disciple who was Zhang Wuji?

Last year, Zhang Wuji worshiped Duan Yu as his disciple on Mount Wudang.

Logically speaking, Duan Jun and the others should call him senior brother.

Duan Hao learned that Zhang Wuji was similar in age to him and had also practiced Nine Yang Magic, so he couldn't help but want to challenge him.

I want to test which of the two's Nine Sun Magic Skills is stronger.

However, Zhang Wuji was not in Wudang Mountain, but Song Qingshu was revealed.

The Six Heroes of Wudang treated Zhang Wuji as his own son, which made Song Qingshu very unhappy and felt that his father's love had been taken away.

He had just had a conflict with Zhang Wuji a few days ago. When he heard that someone was looking for Zhang Wuji, he felt unhappy and had a quarrel with Duan Hao.

Song Qingshu came from a well-known and decent sect, and he mocked Tianlong Sect as an unknown sect with poor martial arts skills.

Duan Hao was arrogant and had just killed someone, so he was not convinced, so the two made an appointment to fight.

When Song Yuanqiao and others arrived, they saw that the two of them had already exchanged hands.

With the sound of "dang", the sound of gold and iron clashing, the swords of the two fighting men intersected, and then the sword light suddenly brightened, and the shots became faster, and the sound of "dang-dang" was heard endlessly.

Song Qingshu is 17 years old and Duan Hao is 12 years old.

There is a big age gap between the two and a head difference in height, but their martial arts skills are comparable and they fight back and forth.

Duan Hao's long sword moved horizontally, and Song Qingshu stabbed him directly in the face, with fierce momentum and full air.

With a "chi" sound, the long sword slashed through the air, as fast as lightning, and in an instant it was in front of Song Qingshu's neck, intending to cut his throat and kill him with one strike.

Song Yuanqiao's heart suddenly thought, and his gentle eyes suddenly became sharp.

Song Qingshu did have some skills. Facing the fatal blow from the Murong family's Longcheng swordsmanship, he did not stand still. His forward body suddenly jumped up, which was against the law. He drew the sword with his right hand and lifted it up. He was in mid-air, and the sword had been blocked. in front of me.

With a "dang" sound, the two swords intersected again.

Song Qingshu paused, and with the force of the counter-shock, he swept out diagonally, out of the scope of the sword light.

Although these two actions were a bit embarrassing, they also showed considerable wit and flexibility. Everyone around him couldn't help but secretly cheer. He was indeed a disciple trained by Wudang.

Song Yuanqiao put down his right hand, his palm covered with cold sweat.

"This swordsmanship is so exquisite that it is really not inferior to our Wudang swordsmanship!"

Mo Shenggu almost jumped up, staring at Duan Hao's sword skills with wide eyes.

He is the youngest among the Seven Heroes of Wudang and speaks without any scruples.

"Qing Shu is not good..." Yu Lianzhou couldn't help but shake his head, not very optimistic about Song Qing Shu.

Although Wudang also has fast swords, it is best at hiding needles in cotton wool, which can be used to attack the opponent later, seeming to slow down the actual illness, giving people the illusion.

However, at this time Song Qingshu wanted to win the battle, but his swordsmanship was like a violent storm, and the essence of Wudang swordsmanship had been lost.

The remaining people also saw it and shook their heads secretly.

Although Song Qingshu has a vague demeanor of a great master, his mind is too impetuous. If he cannot get rid of it, he is afraid that his progress will be limited.

"Qingshu, come back!" Song Yuanqiao called out.

Song Qingshu was unwilling to be forced into such an embarrassing situation by a child and wanted to regain his face.

His handsome face suddenly turned cold, and Wudang's body skills instantly became faster, turning his sword into his palm and striking at Duan Hao.

Song Qingshu struck out with his palm, but his vision blurred, and the opponent's figure disappeared. He screamed secretly, but it was already too late.

At this time, Duan Hao had turned behind him, and with his palm like lightning, he lightly pressed Song Qingshu's vest, retreated at the first touch, and flashed back to Duan Jun's side.

Song Qingshu's body trembled as if he was struck by thunder, and he was knocked away by a palm and fell to the ground.

Everyone's eyes were stunned. They didn't expect that the third generation leader of Wudang Clan would be defeated by an unknown boy.

"My kung fu is not great, but my tone is not bad! Do you accept it?"

Duan Hao glared at Song Qingshu and shouted: "Next time, do you dare to say that our Tianlong Sect is a small sect?"

"Second Junior Brother! Don't be rude!"

Duan Jun stepped forward, cupped his fists at the Six Heroes of Wudang and said, "Seniors, my junior brother is young and ignorant. I hope the seniors will not take offense."

Song Yuanqiao had a gentle smile on his face, clasped his fists, and said with cupped hands: "The dog is still young, so it is a great blessing to be taught by my little brother!" (End of this chapter)