Duan Yu's Biography of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 62 The old fairy of the stars, the mana is boundless

The midday sun shone on my body, making it feel like it was baking and unbearably hot.

It's quite cool here, with the shade of the big trees covering the scorching sun.

After leaving Shaoshi Mountain, Duan Yu went to the Duan Valley, the land of deafness, where he met a group of Beggar Sect disciples.

The leader is Captain Xie, who seems to be a man of great righteousness.

They were seriously injured and healed under the shade of the trees.

"what happened?"

Duan Yu floated onto the tree trunk and asked condescendingly.

"It's the helper!"

All the beggars came forward to pay their respects.

"Leader, we met Ding Chunqiu from Xingxiu Sea!"

Master Xie Duo, who is at the helm of the beggar gang's righteousness, has a serious face and reports in a deep voice.

Duan Yu's face moved slightly: "Ding Chunqiu hurt you?"

Xie Tuozhu said in a deep voice: "Ding Chunqiu led a group of disciples to arrest some martial arts experts, we stepped forward to persuade them, but Mr. Ding saw that we belonged to the beggar gang, so he poisoned and killed a few brothers who were at the helm of our righteousness. !"

Duan Yu nodded and said: "Understood, I will heal your wounds first, and I will deal with that old monster later!"

Floating down, facing a few wounded disciples of the Beggars' Clan, a little bit of space.

Wisps of wood spells penetrated into their bodies.

"Hey! My internal injury is healed!"

"I'm feeling better too, my waist no longer hurts and my legs are no longer sore!"

The few disciples of the Beggars' Clan who were in pain just now became alive and well.

When he looked at Duan Yu, his eyes became more fanatical and respectful.

While he was talking, he faintly heard a unique and lively sound coming from the distance.

"Old Immortal Constellation, Dharma Drives the Central Plains, with vast supernatural powers and boundless mana!"

"Old Immortal Xingxiu, powerful in the world, invincible, peace in the world!"

"Xingxiu old fairy, with boundless magic power, dominates the world, and lives as long as the sky!"

Duan Yu stood with his hands behind his back, with a hint of a smile on his lips.

His spiritual sense detected that it was the Xingxiu Sect's atmosphere group.

After a while, the talents of the Xingxiu Sect came into view.

Looking from a distance, it was such a big scene, comparable to a royal guard of honor!

There are hundreds of people in the atmosphere group of Xingxiu School, with more than [-] people lined up in front.

Some are holding gongs and drums, and some are holding long streamers and brocade flags. The red, green and green colors are very pleasing to the eye.

In the middle of the procession was a large sedan chair with eight carriages and an old man with white eyebrows sitting on it, leisurely shaking a goose feather fan in his hand.

The sun shone on his face, his face was rosy, his head was full of white hair, and his silver beard was three feet below his chin. He looked like a fairy.

Behind the big sedan chair, more than a dozen disciples of Xingxiu Sect carried several people with rope nets.

The few people in the rope net were all depressed, as if they were recovering from a serious illness.

They are all martial arts practitioners who were captured by the XingXiu Sect and acted as guide dogs for the XingXiu Sect to walk the Central Plains.

One of them was Bao BuTong, Murong's retainer.

He huddled in the rope net, curled up, looked up and looked around.

Seeing Duan Yu suddenly, he sat up straight suddenly, his eyes suddenly brightened.

But he didn't have the face to call for help.

"We Xingxiu Laoxian are here to participate in the Central Plains Martial Arts Conference! If you don't want to die, get out of the way!"

The elder brother of the Xingxiu faction leader picked Xingzi, waving his fan and shouting wantonly.

Ding Chunqiu heard that the Central Plains Wulin will hold a Wulin General Assembly and elect the leader of the Wulin.

So I came all the way from Xingxiu Sea to sign up.

Along the way, Ding Chunqiu killed everyone.

Even an eminent monk of the Xuan family who was working outside the Shaolin Temple was defeated by his Hua Gong Dafa, and died after being defeated by Xiaoyao Sanxiao.

When he was in Xingxiu Sea, Ding Chunqiu heard that there are two masters in Central Plains martial arts: Bei Qiaofeng and Nan Murong.

So he most wanted to challenge these two people.

In the end, he didn't meet North Qiaofeng, but met two retainers of the Murong family, Bao BuTong and Deng BaiChuan.

Bao BuTong said a few bad words, and was beaten up by Ding ChunQiu, and he handled it easily.

He kept the two of them and wanted to force Murong Fu to show up.

Unexpectedly, on the way, they met people from the Beggar Gang again, and they were poisoned again.

At this point, Ding Chunqiu felt that he was completely invincible for punching Shaolin, kicking the beggar gang, and ravaging the Murong family!
In his opinion, he has not been in the Central Plains for many years, and the martial arts talents in the Central Plains are now in decline, and they have all turned into a bunch of waste!
Simply vulnerable!
Duan Yu frowned, looked coldly at the old man in the sedan chair, and said loudly: "Ding Chunqiu, are you getting impatient for killing my Beggar Sect disciple?!"

"presumptuous!"

The old man in the sedan chair flew out and stood in front of everyone.

He has white hair and a childlike face, holds a goose feather fan in his hand, and his clothes are flowing, like an immortal.

Ding Chunqiu glanced sideways at Duan Yu and sneered: "Who dares to talk to me like this?!"

"How dare you ask me to be the leader of the Beggar Clan after you meet me? Stand up straight and speak!" Leader Xie shouted loudly.

In his eyes, gang leader Duan Yu is a god-like figure who should not be underestimated.

"The leader of the gang of beggars?"

Ding Chunqiu was startled when he heard this, then his silver beard trembled and he smiled.

"Isn't the leader of the beggar gang called Qiao Feng? Why is it replaced by a brat?"

He waved his goose-feather fan and said sharply: "Speak! Did Bei Qiaofeng avoid fighting when he saw the old man, and let you, a brat, pretend to be the leader of the beggar gang to come and die?"

The atmosphere group of Xingxiu faction immediately booed: "It turns out that the leader of the beggar gang is a coward!"

Duan Yu raised his head, his gaze was cold, and he swept across Ding Chunqiu's ruddy face: "Old Freak Ding, tell me how you want to die?"

Ding ChunQiu's eyes flashed sharply, he flicked the goose feather fan casually, and hummed: "The boy wants to die!"

Zhai Xingzi pointed at Duan Yu and laughed loudly: "Boy, you have been poisoned by the old fairy, you can't live for a quarter of an hour! Why don't you kneel down and kowtow to apologize?!"

"The power of the old immortal is invincible in the world!"

"The old fairy just flicks his fingers, and you will turn into pus, and you will not die!"

"When the old immortal shouts, your soul will fly away and you will never be reincarnated!"

All the disciples of the Xingxiu Sect poked their fingers and shouted angrily, majestically.

"What? The boss is poisoned?"

Everyone in the beggar gang said nervously.

They knew very well that the old monster Ding was very powerful in poisoning and he was hard to guard against.

Xie Duozhu slapped his thigh straight: "Oh! The gang leader is careless!"

"Old Monster Ding, quickly hand over the antidote!"

Shaking the goose-feather fan, Ding Chunqiu looked leisurely, with an air of immortality: "The old man's poison has no antidote, and the poisoned person has only one way, and that is death!"

"Hey, am I poisoned?"

Duan Yu used his mana to conduct a whole-body self-examination.

Oh, it turned out to be really poisoned.

There is a trace of toxins left in the body.

It seemed to be a little uncomfortable from eating something unhygienic.

The poison of Old Monster Ding is indeed the most poisonous in the world!
Duan Yu thought, if the toxicity was dozens of times stronger, maybe his body would suffer some damage.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel scared.

Xingxiu faction, Ding Chunqiu, is really vicious!

For the safety of your own life, you must get rid of it and hurry up!
Not knowing what Duan Yu was thinking, Ding Chunqiu's expression was still peaceful, and he slapped the goose feather fan lightly.

He said slowly: "Young man, don't think that you will be defiant after learning a few martial arts, and you will suffer a loss if you come out to mess around!"

Duan Yuqing stared at Ding Chunqiu coldly, as if looking at a dead person: "Your indiscriminate kung fu is not worth mentioning because you can't get on the stage!"

Ding Chunqiu's face changed slightly, he stared at Duan Yu with wide eyes, puzzled.

The rotting corpse skill, which has always been invincible, is actually useless to this kid!
His rosy face sank: "Good boy, you have some skills. As long as you are willing to kneel down and kowtow to me eight times, I will forgive you for the offense!"
"Old Monster Ding, you are talking nonsense!"

"How dare you talk so shamelessly when you meet our gang leader!"

"The surname Ding is beyond his control!"

Everyone in the beggar gang ridiculed wildly.

"Presumptuous! Let you taste the power of the old fairy!" Ding Chunqiu was furious.

His face sank, his body swung up, swift as the wind, and instantly leaned forward, and the goose feather fan blew towards everyone in the beggar gang.

Duan Yu flicked his sleeves, and a strong wind rose from the ground. The strong wind suddenly rose and swept Ding Chunqiu violently, causing his silver hair and beard to flutter back.

The deadly poison blown by the goose feather fan was directly wiped away by the cassock's demon-subduing skill.

Feeling the power of Yixiu, Ding Chunqiu's energy and blood surged, his chest rose and fell, and the expression on his face changed.

He looked at Duan Yu in surprise and uncertainty, his mind was racing, but he was a little timid and did not dare to do anything again.

"The Xingxiu Sect is a group of crooked sects who only poison people!"

Xie Ruozhu cursed.

Ding Chunqiu frowned, feeling annoyed.

Duan Yu smiled indifferently: "Old Freak Ding, I heard that your mana is boundless? Come, come, let's touch each other!"

Ding Chunqiu couldn't restrain his anger no matter how hard he waved his goose feather fan and said in a deep voice: "Boy, do you have the guts to give this old man a palm!"

He is a man of good face, if the other party speaks like this, what is his prestige? !
Must be severely punished!
Since the poison won't kill you, let's dissolve this kid's martial arts!

Duan Yu nodded and looked at Ding Chunqiu: "Okay, I'll just stand here and let you slap me, please do it with all your strength."

"Boy, you are so bold, you dare to reach out to the old fairy, and you will die without a place to bury you!"

"What a stupid boy, the old fairy has great mana, he can beat you to death with one blow!"

"Old Immortal Xingxiu, if you fight in person, you will be victorious in every battle!"

"Beggars, monsters and clowns, please beg our old immortal for forgiveness!"

All the disciples of the Xingxiu Sect immediately clamored.

The cheerleader Zhai Xingzi waved his hand and called on his juniors to start chanting.

Immediately, some Xingxiu disciples took out the gongs, drums, and flutes, and played or beat them.

The three-way drum beat and the gong sounded, and dozens of people said in unison: "I respectfully ask the old immortal Xingxiu to spread the Dharma and subdue the beggars, demons and clowns!"

Suddenly someone let go of his throat and sang loudly:
"Old Immortal of Xingxiu, Goethe World, Megatron in the world, incomparable in ancient and modern times!"

"Old Immortal Xingxiu, with boundless magical power, punched Shaolin, stepped on beggars, pinched Qiao Feng, and ravaged Murong!"

"This old monster Ding is going to be in trouble!"

In the rope net, a burly man in a date-colored red robe with big ears said indifferently.

He is Deng Baichuan, the head of the four great ministers of the Murong family, and the owner of Qingyunzhuang.

When Duan Yu went to Yanziwu to beat Murong Fu, Deng Baichuan was also present.

Even his son is not Duan Yu's match, Ding Chunqiu is looking for his own death!
Bao BuTong had a mocking look on his face: "The martial arts guy named Duan is great, but he is too lustful!"

"Bao Sanye, dare to ask Duan, the head of the beggar gang, how lustful he is?"

A small man in black next to him smiled, with a mustache on his mouth, he disagreed with Bao Budong's statement.

Bao Dong frowned, but didn't answer.

The news of Wang Yuyan's captivity must not be heard by outsiders, it will damage her reputation and show the incompetence of the Murong family.

He immediately changed the subject: "They are fighting, I really hope that these two will fight to the death!"

"Good boy!"

His feet fluttered, Ding Chunqiu's clothes fluttered over, and he struck with his right palm: "Take the old man's palm!"

"Oh!"

A palm hit Duan Yu firmly.

"you"

Ding Chunqiu couldn't help but be shocked when the palm came down.

The opponent's body was extremely solid, and his own transformation technique was like a mouse gnawing on gold and iron, and he couldn't shake the opponent at all.

What's even more outrageous is that in just the blink of an eye, [-]% of his internal energy was dissipated!

If he hadn't seen the opportunity early and immediately withdrew it, he would suffer a big loss from this palm.

Duan Yu stood with his hands behind his back, hehe laughed and said: "Ding Chunqiu, your transformation technique is not good enough!"

"You are using the Beiming Divine Art?"

Ding Chunqiu trembled, gritted his teeth, and stared at Duan Yu: "How do you know the magical skills of Xiaoyao Sect?"

Ding Chunqiu doesn't know the Beiming Magic Skill, but he really wants to practice it.

So he racked his brains to create a transformation method similar to Beiming Shengong.

If it is said that Beiming Shengong is genuine, then Huagong Dafa is a pirated version, and the subsequent Dafa of Attracting Stars is a deleted version.

"Stand still, it's time for me to make a move!"

Duan Yu sneered and slapped it casually.

The palm wind rang out suddenly, like a dragon's roar.

It is the fierce and unparalleled Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

Ding Chunqiu threw his goose feather fan and quickly launched a bone-transforming palm.

"Bang!" Two palms intersected in a dull voice.

"The old immortal of the stars, like the sun in the sky, the Dharma dominates the Central Plains, and the power of the Dharma is gone"

Along with Ding Chunqiu's body, he flew out.

The shouts of the Xingxiu faction stopped abruptly.

"Boundless mana?"

Duan Yu raised his head and glanced at everyone in the Xingxiu Sect with a look of disdain.

With such a light glance, the atmosphere group that was clamoring just now were all silent, lowered their heads and said nothing, and a few trembled slightly.

Over there Ding Chunqiu's figure is still flying back, he wants to stop but he can't.

It didn't stop until it was dragged on the ground for nearly a hundred meters.

Quickly rolled a few times on the ground, Ding Chunqiu turned and left without looking at the crowd.

"Old Monster Ding, where are you going?!"

There was a sudden shout, like thunder, rolling away.

Duan Yu let out a soft snort, a few dodges to chase after him, put his palm on Ding Chunqiu's shoulder, and sucked wildly, draining his internal energy on the spot.

When Huagong Dafa meets Beiming Shengong, it is destined to be a tragedy.

"Master!"

Seeing the master, who has always been a fairy, limp on the ground, his appearance is very old, his eyes are wide open, and he is motionless, obviously he is dying.

Zhai Xingzi from the Xingxiu School was startled, and couldn't help cursing: "You beggar gang monster, what kind of magic method did you use to kill my master?"

Duan Yu didn't look at him for a moment, flicked his sleeves, the wind blew past.

None of the Xingxiu Sect disciples were standing, and they all lay on the ground and groaned.

Everyone, the dantian was destroyed, and all martial arts were lost.

Everyone felt cold.

The new leader of the Beggar Gang is indeed a cruel and merciless person.

Not only did he kill Ding Chunqiu with a few moves, but he also directly destroyed the martial arts of the Xingxiu Sect disciples!

Unexpectedly, Zhaixingzi, who was gritting his teeth and holding back the pain, still threw himself next to Ding Chunqiu's body and howled loudly.

"He is a kind and righteous person."

After glancing at Zhai Xingzi, Duan Yu said flatly: "Forgive your life, get out!"

"Let's go!"

The disciples of the Xingxiu Sect, as if they had been pardoned, helped him one after another and fled, not daring to say a word in the situation.

Deng Baichuan was shocked: "Ding Chunqiu died just like that? The Xingxiu sect, which was famous in the Western Regions, just disbanded?"

"If you die, you die. They and the Beggar Gang are just dogs eating dogs!" Bao Budong snorted.

A clear light flashed in Duan Yu's eyes, and with a movement of body, he appeared in front of Bao BuTong with a rustling breeze.

A hand clapped on his forehead.

In an instant, Bao Budong felt his body being hollowed out.

In the next second, all the internal energy in his body disappeared.

Duan Yu smiled coldly: "You are worse than a dog in my eyes! Now kneel down and kowtow eight times to me."

"The surname Duan!"

Bao BuTong was furious, and was about to yell, but saw Duan Yu's eyes flashed with lavender light.

He trembled all over, knelt down on the ground with a slap, and knocked eight squares on Duan Yu's board.

"Master, I was wrong just now!"

"I admit that my voice was a bit loud just now, please forgive me, Master!"

"Please forgive me, Master!"

As he spoke, Bao BuTong touched his head to the ground, making a loud noise, and his head bled.

Deng Baichuan on the side was already stunned.

My third brother Bao, when did he become so despicable?

They have known each other for 30 years, and Bao Different is notorious for his stubborn mouth, and pays more attention to face.

Even if it is dead, the whole body will be soft, but Bao Budong's mouth must be hard.

Why is he kowtowing to Duan Yu and admitting his mistake in front of so many people now?

"Third brother, you."

Bao Differ turned a deaf ear and just kowtowed.

He raised his head from time to time, with a mean look.

The effect of mind control was good, Duan Yu chuckled: "The retainers of the Murong family are only worthy of being my slaves!"

To deal with a strong talker like Bao BuTong, humiliating him is far more ruthless than killing him.

From now on, Bao BuTong will no longer have the face to gain a foothold in the world.

You can only live like a coward for the rest of your life, hiding in the dark and feeling ashamed for the rest of your life.

After saying that, Duan Yu drifted away.

There are only a few stunned Wulin eaters left.

　It doesn't matter whether you kill Bao BuTong, the trash, or not, it's a plot requirement if you don't kill him, he's useless for a few chapters

　　
　
(End of this chapter)