Start with the gods

Chapter 77
However, the Great Teleportation of the Universe is not completely useless to him.

It explains about the operation method of the two qi of the human body, and it does have its merits.

Using this as a reference, Guo Yu may be able to adjust the relationship between the polar and negative yang zhenqi in his body, try to make them coexist peacefully, and reduce hidden dangers in his body.

In this way, for a long time, Guo Yu kept meditating until Zhang Wuji's voice came from beside him.

"Master, I have practiced the Great Teleportation of the Universe to the seventh floor, but there are still a few sentences that I don't understand, and I really dare not try it."

Zhang Wuji wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and whispered next to Guo Yu's ear.

"Good job."

Guo Yu opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Wuji, showing a satisfied smile, "Placing this exercise in your hands, I believe it will definitely shine, and it's not a disgrace to it."

Then rolled up his sleeves and stood up, "Let's go, it's time to go to Guangmingding to have a look."

The two of them carried Cheng Kun along the map drawn in the Yangding Tianxin all the way, and finally got out from the secret passage to the top of Guangmingding.

At this time, the Guangmingding was already on the verge of swords and swords. It was full of people from both sides, and they were tensely facing each other across a square.

Guo Yu looked around and saw that the leaders of the two factions were standing at the forefront of their respective teams, holding weapons to guard against each other.

In the center of the square, there are two monks competing.

One is Kong Zhi from the Shaolin School that Guo Yu once met on Wudang Mountain, and the other, if nothing else, is Budai Monk, one of the five scattered members of Mingjiao.

Both of them are walking in the way of foreign families, each move looks extremely powerful, and each move attacks their respective vital points, and the fight is inextricably linked.

However, Guo Yu could see that his indescribable skills were still much inferior to Kongzhi, but he was just trying to hold on, and he hadn't shown his defeat yet.

He looked at the other members of the Ming Cult and saw them forming a row, many of them were wounded, apparently having just experienced a fierce battle.

"Huh!" Suddenly two young girls appeared in front of his eyes, both standing beside an injured middle-aged man from Mingjiao, Yang Buhui was still carefully supporting him.

"Master, it's Junior Sister and Xiaodie." Zhang Wuji also noticed and whispered in Guo Yu's ear.

"Yeah." Guo Yu nodded lightly, "The handsome man next to them should be Mingjiao's bright left envoy Yang Xiao."

While the two were talking, the winner had already been decided in the field.

Relying on his profound skills, Kong Zhi finally managed to hit him with the Shaolin Dragon Waving Hand after dozens of moves, causing him to vomit blood and return.

With the support of the Mingjiao people, he managed to hold on and did not fall to the ground.

"Amitabha!" Shaolin abbot Kong Wen took a step forward, turned to the rest of the six major sects and said, "This round seems to be our Shaolin victor. I wonder which comrade wants to fight in the next round?"

"I'll do it!" A clear voice came from the crowd.

Then I saw a middle-aged man in Taoist robes, stepping out from the crowd to the center of the square.

He shouted directly at the people of Mingjiao: "Yang Xiao, the grievances between us should also be resolved. Today we will have a life-and-death battle here to settle the previous enmity."

"Master, it's the Sixth Uncle!" Zhang Wuji recognized the identity of the visitor, and couldn't help leaning forward.

Then, together with Guo Yu, they set their sights on Yang Xiao who was among the Mingjiao crowd.

I saw Yang Xiao's face was tangled, his expression of shame flashed past, he took a deep breath, and strode forward with difficulty to enter the arena for the challenge.

But suddenly, Yang Buhui beside him grabbed Yang Xiao's arm, leaned over and whispered something in his ear, causing Yang Xiao to stop and return to his original position.

But Yang Buhui stepped forward, came to the opposite of Yin Liting alone, bowed and clasped his fists and said loudly: "Mingjiao Yang Buhui asks Yin Liuxia for advice."

"Xiaofu..." But Yin Liting was already in a daze, chanting Ji Xiaofu's name non-stop, and didn't hear what Yang Buhui said at all.

"Mingjiao Yang Buhui asked Yin Liuxia for advice." Yang Buhui had no choice but to repeat.

"You said your name is Yang Buhui?" Yin Liting finally recovered, and asked Yang Buhui in shock.

"Ah! Uncle Six is ​​going to be sad." Zhang Wuji, who knew everything well, couldn't help but sigh in a low voice.

Sure enough, after getting Yang Buhui's affirmative answer, Yin Liting no longer wanted to fight, and ran out madly.

"Wuji, some things cannot be forced." Seeing that Zhang Wuji couldn't bear it, Guo Yu comforted him softly: "Don't worry, your sixth uncle will figure it out sooner or later."

"Little bastard surnamed Yang, I will meet you here."

At this moment, another change occurred in the arena, Miejue Shitai of the Emei School brought up the Yitian Sword and flew into the arena.

Pointing at Yang Buhui, Yaoyao scolded sharply: "I really want to see what you little bitch have learned after following the big devil Yang Xiao for so many years?"

"Old nun, keep your mouth clean." Yang Buhui was furious and shouted at Miejue Shitai.

"Hmph!" Miejue Shitai didn't say any more, swiped his long sword, and used his kung fu to strike straight at Yang Buhui.

"Master, Junior Sister..." Seeing this, Zhang Wuji once again showed a worried expression.

"Don't worry." Guo Yu smiled confidently, "Your junior sister has practiced martial arts hard on the mountain for ten years, if you can't even deal with someone like Miejue Shitai, it means that you have failed too much as a master. up.

Exterminate this old nun, she has become more and more domineering and arrogant all these years, just let your junior sister teach her a lesson today, so that she can have a better memory. "

The facts are exactly as Guo Yu expected, Yang Buhui under his teaching, although his skill is not as good as that of Master Miejue who spent most of his life in hard work.

But when it comes to a real battle, it really doesn't lose the wind at all.

Yang Buhui made Lingbo microsteps, and moved around under the terrifying sword energy of Miejue Shitai, so graceful and nimble that the long sword couldn't even touch the corner of her clothes.

At the same time, her hands were not idle, and the Tianshan Liuyang Palm and Zhemei techniques kept changing in her hands, completely resisting Miejue Shitai's sharp attack in the early stage, and the two fell into a stalemate.

Then with the decline of Miejue Shitai's aura, Yang Buhui gradually turned from defense to offense, and all the exquisite moves of the Xiaoyao School greeted Miejue Shitai.

"impossible!"

Miejue Shitai saw that he was at a disadvantage, he yelled in shock and anger, and desperately raised his whole body to fight.

It's a pity that she still couldn't hold back the decline, and Yang Buhui took advantage of her eagerness to reveal her flaws, and used Zhemei's hand to pat Miejue Shitai's wrist, and snatched the Yitian Sword into his hand.

"it is good!"

Seeing Yang Buhui's victory, everyone in the Ming Cult cheered in unison excitedly, and even Yang Xiao showed a consoling expression.

Then when Juejueshi was too embarrassed, Yang Buhui swung the Yitian sword hard and directly stuck it on the ground.

Looking up at Miejue Shitai, she yelled softly: "For my mother's sake, I won't make things difficult for you today, and hurry up and take your people down the mountain."

Hearing this, Master Miejie's face turned green and white, changing constantly.

You must know that Yang Buhui is strictly speaking his and her grandson, who is dozens of years younger than her.

But now under the watchful eyes of everyone, she, who is famous in the martial arts world, was defeated openly by this little girl.

How could the extremely face-saving Miejue Shitai bear it? It was a good thing that he didn't die of anger on the spot.

Finally, after a while, Miejue Shitai couldn't help but let out a cold snort with an extremely ugly expression.

He took all the disciples of the Emei Sect, turned around and gestured slightly to other sects, waved his sleeves and left.

Seeing this situation, other sects couldn't help but lose their momentum, and many people showed frustrated expressions.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, the people of the Shaolin sect could not bear it anymore. Abbot Kongwen came directly to the field with his Zen staff and pushed it hard into the ground.

Then he said in a deep voice with a serious face: "Old Monk Kongwen, please enlighten me."

Hearing this, the members of the Ming Cult immediately fell into silence, and then whispered among themselves to discuss who to send to the battle.

"The old white-browed Eagle King Yin Tian is here to learn the master abbot's tricks."

In the end, an old man with white brows came out of Mingjiao, and answered loudly.

"Wuji, go up and fight for your grandfather."

Guo Yu whispered to Zhang Wuji who was beside him: "Remember to use all your abilities to defeat the opponent in the fastest time and completely break their confidence.

Only in this way can we have a chance to stop this turmoil and resolve the misunderstanding between the two parties. "

(End of this chapter)