Duan Yu's Biography of Cultivating Immortals

After Duan Jun and Duan Hao returned to Xiangyang, they packed their luggage and set off again before taking two days' rest.

Duan Yu will take nine disciples to Tianshan Lingjiu Palace.

He didn't believe that Lingjiu Palace was destroyed by Yuan Ting.

Lingjiu Palace is a transcendent force in the world and has been serving as a protector in the Western Region.

Why did the Yuan people invade in large numbers?
What happened before?
Before leaving, Duan Yu found the previous butler of Duan Mansion.

That young couple, because they were looking after the Duan Mansion, the husband was killed by the Divine Fist Sect.

After her husband died, the woman hid in the countryside. She just came back when she heard that the Divine Fist Sect had been destroyed.

Duan Yu did not treat her badly. Before leaving, he gave the house to the woman and left a box of silver.

The journey to Tianshan Mountain is nearly a thousand miles.

Duan Yuquan should be training his disciples.

These children are still young, and the brothers and sisters can support each other and deepen their relationship by walking together.

Halfway through the Kongtong sect's territory, Duan Yu heard a piece of Jianghu news.

The master of Emei, Miejie Shitai, led his disciples to Dadu with the intention of regaining the Yitian Sword.

I had a fight with the experts from Ruyang Prince's Palace, but I don't know the outcome.

Perhaps the Ruyang Palace suffered a loss, and the Yitian Sword was eventually taken away by Cheng Kun and fell into the world.

Upon hearing this, all the major sects mobilized to snatch the Yitian Sword.

Since then, there has once again been a bloody storm in the world.

Compared to the previous Dragon Sword's reappearance, it is even worse.

The southern foot of the Tianshan Mountains.

The mist on Piaomiao Peak is more like clouds.

A stone castle is built against the mountain, looming in the clouds. Despite countless winds and rains, it still stands proudly in the wind.

On both sides of the stone castle, there is a stone statue of a spiritual vulture more than one foot tall. It has a huge mouth and sharp claws, a powerful expression, and a terrifying aura. It is lifelike and seems to want to bite people.

"This is the Vulture Palace."

Standing on the bluestone path, Duan Yu looked at the stone sculpture of a flying vulture that was about to bite people, with mixed feelings in his heart.

He has been here no less than ten times, but the last time was a hundred years ago.

Shrouded in mist, all you can see are withered yellow grass and fallen branches, making it very desolate.

There are rugged rocks everywhere, and there is no way up the mountain. You can tell at a glance that no one has set foot on this mountain for a long time.

"Let's go in and have a look." Duan Yu led nine disciples into the palace gate.

They saw dozens of skeletons and various weapons scattered on the mossy bluestone road.

The skeleton extends all the way to the screen wall in the Vulture Palace.

On the huge stone wall, the marks of sword strikes were clearly visible, and there were two skeletons lying on the wall, standing in a standing posture, showing a bit of unwillingness.

Obviously, there had been a brutal fight here many years ago.

"Master, you said the Vulture Palace was so powerful, why was it destroyed?"

Along the way, Duan Yu told them the past of Xiaoyao Sect and Lingjiu Palace.

The nine major disciples all yearned for the power of Lingjiu Palace.

"A sect is like a country. It changes from prosperity to decline. Each generation is worse than the last. This is inevitable since ancient times."

Duan Yu kicked the white bones with the rusty sword stuck under his feet and said casually.

Duan Hao said: "Master, didn't you say there is a formation here? How did the Mongols invade?"

Piaomiao Peak is like an upright triangular body, with only the Eagle Palace at the top of the mountain slightly tilted.

Under it, everything stands upright. Unless you reach with wings, there is no possibility of climbing.

What's more, there are several formations arranged around Lingjiu Palace.

It is really unimaginable that such a unique barrier has been wiped out.

Duan Yu shook his head and sighed: "There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. The Mongols unified the world, and they have talented people and strangers who work for them for wealth and honor."

In all dynasties and generations, the canonization of Buddhism and Taoism has never stopped.

Those monks and Taoists are not just decorations, there are many people with profound Taoism and Dharma.

Just like when Duan Yu arranged the formation in Zhongnan Mountain, there were still experts from the Shangqing Palace who broke his "Sun and Moon Change the Sky Formation".

There are specialties in the art industry, and what people study all their lives is formations.

Even so, the demise of Lingjiu Palace was mainly due to the incompetence of the people in the sect!

Duan Yu felt miserable in his heart. Floating clouds gathered and dispersed, fate came and went, and the Lingjiu Palace, which had been so tyrannical for a while, ended up with such a miserable end. It was really sad.

With a wave of his sleeve, it was like a long wind blowing, blowing away the bones on the ground and slowly falling into the abyss of rolling mist.

"Master, among these bones there must be disciples from the Vulture Palace."

The female disciple Duan Luan couldn't bear it and said timidly: "They were born as disciples of the Lingjiu Palace and fought to the death to protect the palace. It is admirable and admirable. They should build a tomb and bury them properly."

Duan Yu looked solemn, glanced at his young disciple, and said: "Since the death of the Three Saints of Tianshan, all the disciples in Lingjiu Palace are women, and there are no men. Those skeletons are all the corpses of mature men, and they are undoubtedly enemies."

"What the master taught is."

Duan Luan's face turned red and he felt ashamed.

For martial arts practitioners, the bones of men and women can be distinguished at a glance, but she was careless just now and didn't pay attention to the identification.

Several people entered the hall.

The main hall, which had been deserted for decades, finally welcomed its new owner.

There is no thick dust in the main hall. This peak is so high that the dust is difficult to climb.

As far as the eye can see, there are white bones and skeletons scattered everywhere in the palace. The black blood has long since dried, staining the bluestones black.

The wicker chairs were in a mess and fell to the ground, with clear marks of swords on them.

The nine disciples stood there in a daze, looking around, dizzy.

Duan Jun counted and found that there were forty or fifty white bones in this hall alone, which made the palace look even more grim and tragic.

"Look here!" Third disciple Duan Yang shouted.

But on the stone wall inside the hall, in addition to the marks of sword strikes, there were several clearly visible palm prints.

The palm print penetrates three inches into the stone and is of even depth.

"I'm afraid the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are nothing more than that!"

Duan Hao, who majored in the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms, couldn't help but exclaimed.

It seems that those who took action have extremely high martial arts skills!

After exiting the main hall, go east from the left.

After passing through the Moon Gate, you will see buildings and pavilions in front of you.

It should have been an elegant scene, but unfortunately the water flowing under the pavilion has turned into ice, and the dead grass is everywhere, and it is desolate.

Broken swords and bones and skeletons can be seen everywhere, more densely than where they passed before.

Amidst the elegance, there is a hint of evil spirit.

Facing such a scene of decline, the nine disciples couldn't help but sigh and feel heartbroken.

After passing a nine-winding corridor on the ice and passing through two small pavilions, Duan Yu was familiar with the road and walked straight back to the back garden.

The unkempt back garden is full of dead grass, the so-called flowers and trees are almost invisible, and the scene of decay remains the same.

Duan Yu didn't feel any pain, and he still had the detachment to laugh it off.

"There is a cave in front, which is where the past masters of Lingjiu Palace have retreated."

"Master, how do you know?"

"Don't ask if you shouldn't."

"Oh, master, are there any martial arts secrets in there?"

"Yes, the Tianshan Six Yang Palm you learned came from Lingjiu Palace."

"what?"

Everyone came to a rockery. Duan Yu pointed to the big stone with "Jingning" written on it under the rockery: "This is it."

I remember that 300 years ago, he treated Tianshan Child Lao in this cave.

Well, it should be 350 years ago specifically. "There are mechanisms inside, follow me and don't move!"

Duan Yu's eyes were like lightning, and his spiritual thoughts immediately unfolded.

All the mechanisms in this cave leading to the underground were ineffective in front of him, and everything was clear to him.

Everyone kept walking down the road, passing through the narrow passage without any danger, and came to the secret room they were looking for.

"Sure enough, there is the Tianshan Six Yang Palm!"

Duan Jun held the fire folder in his hand and looked up at the images carved on the smooth stone wall, his eyes shining.

“There is also my Tianshan plum-breaking skill here!”

"There is also the White Rainbow Palm that I practiced!"

Each little guy said happily, as if he saw something familiar to him.

There are circles of patterns on the smooth stone walls.

There is a person in each picture posing in a certain posture, and they are arranged in a notation of A, A, B, B, etc.

Although there are only a few lines, they are quite expressive. It is obvious that the painter has extraordinary painting skills. These are the martial arts of Xiaoyao Sect.

"Those with insufficient skills should avoid practicing it, so be careful!"

Duan Yang read a few clumsy words on the stone wall and chuckled: "Fart!"

He majored in Yi Jin Jing and Tianshan Liuyang Palm, and he never found it difficult to practice.

Little did he know that he had taken the elixir that cleansed hair and marrow, and had a god-like master to guide him.

For ordinary people, even if they have excellent martial arts qualifications, it will be difficult for them to learn Yi Jin Jing.

Duan Yu waved his sleeves to push the air out of the cave, making the air a little fresher.

He was multitasking, and his eyes were no longer on the wall, but wandering in the surrounding stone chambers.

He knows all the martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect, so there is no need to waste time.

"Let's go, let's not be afraid of looking at this for now. Let's continue walking in. There is a cave there!"

Duan Yu walked deeper.

"Master, do you know everything?"

Duan Luan tilted his head, his eyes filled with curiosity and exploration.

Duan Yu chuckled, was too lazy to speak, pointed to the ground, and continued moving forward.

Only then did everyone realize that on the ground paved with bluestones, red and black spots were intermittent, leading all the way to the front. At first glance, they knew they were blood stains.

Someone must have been injured and passed by here before the bleeding could be stopped.

It was very quiet in the cave, and the sound of chaotic footsteps broke the tranquility.

"Master, we have reached the end of the cave."

Illuminated by candlelight, there is a wall in front.

Duan Yu laughed and scolded: "You little brats, you are not careful at all. If you wander around in the world, I don't know how much you will suffer!"

The stone wall in front of me seems to be the end of the cave, but it is actually a stone door, which is very hidden.

The stone door is very heavy, just like the dragon-breaking stone in an ancient tomb. It is difficult to push it open unless you are a highly skilled martial artist.

Duan Yu used a hundred years of skill to push open the stone door.

“It looks like there’s a lot of gold and silver jewelry inside!”

Looking at the big boxes inside, Duan Hao took the first step and stepped in.

But he was grabbed by Duan Yu beside him.

Suddenly I heard two sounds of piercing the sky coming from behind me, followed by two clanging sounds.

Duan Hao turned his head hurriedly and saw two golden darts shot into the rock wall. The blue light on the tail of the darts was chilling. At a glance, he knew that it was poison that sealed the throat with blood.

And the distance is so short that even experts have difficulty reacting.

If it weren't for Duan Yu's powerful spiritual consciousness and quick reaction, one of his disciples would have died today.

"This is the last trap."

Duan Yu patted the frightened second disciple and stepped inside without blaming him.

The stone chamber is neither big nor small and can be seen at a glance.

In the middle are large boxes, about thirty of them, all of which are dark brown in color and equipped with copper locks that are already turning green.

When the box was opened at first, the golden light was dazzling and the silver light shone.

The gold nuggets and jewelry among them are all dazzling and dazzling.

"The family background of Lingjiu Palace is much stronger than that of the Divine Fist Sect!"

Duan Cheng, a small money fan,'s eyes lit up.

He reached down and picked it up carefully, looking at each item carefully.

The half-open box exudes a soft and dazzling pearlescent light. Most of what is in bloom there are pearl agate, bead flowers, or antique calligraphy and paintings.

Duan Yu's eyes were cold and his expression was indifferent.

After living for a long time, money and money are all external things to him.

Just like a beautiful woman, her beauty alone can hardly make him feel troubled.

The nine disciples went their own way, and some people were concerned about the jewelry in the box in the corner.

Others went straight to the bookshelf to the east.

The bookshelf is about ten feet wide and tall. It is filled with books and bamboo slips, arranged neatly.

Duan Yu looked through the books on the shelf.

The top ones are several bamboo slips, written in Qin Dazhuan. They are simple and vigorous, but they are based on the Tao Te Ching and Zhuangzi.

Under the bookshelf, there are secret books.

Bei Ming Sheng Gong, Xiao Wu Xiang Gong, Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand, Tianshan Six Sun Palm, Lingbo Weibu, Dragon Capturing Kung Fu, Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and Star Shift.
In addition to the martial arts of the Xiaoyao sect, the martial arts secrets of various sects in the world are recorded in terms of knives, swords, fists, palms, legs, and steps.

Duan Hao was surprised to see that there were Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms among them, so he couldn't help but pick it up and look through it.

The handwriting inside is perfect and free, elegant, small and elegant, but it was written by a woman.

Duan Yu recognized it at a glance. It was Wang Yuyan's handwriting.

Although the paper has turned yellow, the characters are still bright and vivid, and the beautiful woman seems to be fresh in my mind.

"Ugh!"

Duan Yu gently put down the book, turned his back and remained silent.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing the always calm and calm master, he let out an unprecedented long sigh, with unspeakable emotion in his tone.

The disciples couldn't help but put down the objects in their hands and walked over in a low voice.

Duan Yu suddenly turned around with a gentle smile on his face: "It's okay, I'm just feeling sad for the past."

Later, the ninth disciple Duan Luan found a suicide note between secret books on the bookshelf, but it was written by the last palace master of Lingjiu Palace.

“In August of the third year of Zhizhi, I met a Yuan people’s brigade in Monan to arrest Han people. I saw Long Qi on the other side, thinking he was a prince, so I took action to kill him.

Unexpectedly, it was the Emperor of the Yuan Dynasty who was extremely virtuous. He was returning from Shangdu to Dadu and camped in Nanpodian on the way.

Not only did they kill the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty, the Yuan people retaliated and led their troops to attack. There were also more than a hundred masters from the Central Plains, the Western Regions, and the Tibetan Border, who jointly besieged Piaomiao Peak.

Seeing the disaster in Lingjiu Palace, Cave 36 and Island 72 secretly colluded with Yuan Ting and betrayed them all while paying tribute."

"Because of the sudden destruction of my Lingjiu Palace, I feel deeply guilty, but I have never regretted it."

"All my disciples of Lingjiu Palace should take it as their own duty to protect the martial arts forest and kill Baoyuan. They must never surrender. If not, the gods of heaven and earth will punish them together!"

The suicide note was signed Leng Yue.

It is the Fairy Leng Yue who is widely rumored in the world.

The suicide note is full of gloom and anger, and ends with a sentence of death for the gods. The handwriting is sharp, the writing is as sharp as a sword, and it is so murderous that it is hard to imagine that it was written by a woman.

Duan Yu suddenly smiled to himself, shook his head, and sighed in his heart.

It turned out that the last palace owner of Lingjiu Palace accidentally killed Emperor Yuan Ting who was on patrol.

Afterwards, Yuan Ting encountered a large-scale and crazy revenge, and Lingjiu Palace was attacked by Li Ying Waihe. (End of chapter)