Zongwu: I have no fault in Yang Guo, how can I change it?

Chapter 148 The Great Hall of Light
"Ugh-"

The divine eagle chirped and spread its wings in circles.

Looking at the simple and majestic buildings standing on the top of the mountain below, Yang Guo sighed, "This is the Guangmingding, it's easy for me to find."

"Brother Diao, let's go down."

"Cuckoo~"

The Divine Condor responded and galloped down.

Landing smoothly, Yang Guo carried the epee on his back, stood under the thousand-story staircase, looked at the empty surroundings, and asked in confusion, "What's the matter with this Mingjiao main altar? It's a first-class sect, why is there no one guarding it?"

Thinking like this, Yang Guo has already activated the "spiritual eye" magic.

Walking all the way to the Guangming Palace, through the thick buildings, I could vaguely see more than a dozen figures fighting in the Great Guangming Palace, so I quickened my pace without hesitation.

The voice of "have mercy on me, the world is full of sorrows..." echoed in my ears.

Yang Guo had already entered the Guangming Palace, and came to the gate of the Great Guangming Palace unimpeded.

The "Moon Ice Wheel" in the palm of Zhong Yichun, who was in a fluttering Taoist robe, stopped spinning, and when he looked back suddenly, his seemingly cloudy eyes were filled with light.

"Gu Buddha, the inner demon of the saint is here."

Wang Gufo paused slightly, waved his monk's robe lightly, and a burst of true energy forced Wei Yixiao, the "Blue Winged Bat King" who suddenly appeared, to retreat.

Wang Gufo turned around slowly, looked at the handsome young man who was approaching the hall step by step, wrapped in frost and snow, clasped his hands together, lowered his head slightly, and performed the Buddha ceremony.

"Old Monk Bailian Holy Sect...Wang Gufo, I have met Yang Shaoxia."

Yang Guo slowly pulled out the "black iron epee" on his back, his eyes flickered with cold stars, and the corners of his eyes glowed like blood, which was killing intent.

"Old monk, I have seen you."

"Little monk... Mu Yu'er has met the young hero, the last meeting was too hasty, and I haven't asked the young hero's name yet."

Seeing Yang Guo, Mu Yu'er subconsciously touched the subtle sword wound on her cheek.

The wound on his face has healed, but no one knows whether the wound in his heart has healed.

Glancing at Mu Yu'er holding the iron rod, Yang Guo's whole body surged with qi, his clothes fluttered, and he said coldly:
"Yang does not change his name or surname when he travels, and his surname is Yang, one word at a time. Since I met you today, then... let's fight for life and death!"

This statement just came out.

Everyone in the hall stopped for a while and looked at Yang Guo with different eyes.

Mingjiao and his party had time to spare.

Yang Xiao also recognized Yang Guo, and couldn't help but wonder, "Why is he here?"

"Why, Yang Xiao, you know this person. Both you and him are surnamed Yang. Could it be your son? I haven't heard that you have such a big son?"

"Zhou Dianxiu wants to talk nonsense, you have been in the Western Regions for the past two years and don't know about the recent events in the Central Plains.

This person is a disciple of the Ancient Tomb Sect, although he is young, his martial arts are extremely high. "

"Smart? How smart can a little doll be? Monk, don't fool me."

"Budai Monk" couldn't help but shook his head, feeling a little helpless.

Monk Peng touched his blindfold, and said with some reminiscence, "Zhou Dian, you don't know, let me tell you about it.

I was in Xiangyang City a while ago.

This Yang Guo defeated Nan Murong in three moves, and the "Kongtong Five Elders" held up one move under his hands.

Then he seriously injured Zuo Lengchan of the Songshan School with three moves, and even killed his apprentice, "Crane Hand" Lu Bai in front of him.

In the end, he confronted Guo Daxia again, without losing the wind,
In front of five or six hundred people in Guo's mansion, he asked if there was anyone blocking the way.

No one dared to speak out, no one dared to stop him, and he was very majestic, so he left with the woman surnamed Long who was his master and partner.

after that.

He and that leader Qiao were seriously injured for unknown reasons.

In Xiangyang City, he was besieged and killed by those so-called upright people, and he escaped from Xiangyang City abruptly.

Nowadays, people in the Jianghu are known by many names such as Mad Xia, Xie Xia, and Yang Kuangren.

He was ranked in the top [-] on the Nanzhou Tianbang of Tianji Pavilion, and he was the only warrior who had not entered the Xiantian realm.
It is still the top of the dragon and phoenix list, and there is no one in the younger generation under the age of 30 in Nanzhou who is his opponent.

Looking at his momentum now, it is estimated that he has entered the innate, and he does not know how much his strength has improved. "

"Monk Peng" Peng Yingyu looked at Yang Guo who was holding an epee, with terrifying power, and told his story like a bean.

Zhou Dian listened, with shock in his eyes, and touched his own face.

"Hey, that's amazing, but what about the Tianji Pavilion? There are also Tianbang and Longfengbang. I haven't heard of it before."

Peng Yingyu wiped the blood from her mouth and waved her hand, "I can't explain a few sentences. If we can survive today, I will explain it to you in detail."

"Yang Xiao, can this Yang Guo beat that old bald donkey?"

Yang Xiao looked solemn, "That old monk ranks higher than Yang Shaoxia, but which one is stronger and weaker, you will only know after fighting. Rankings are useless."

Zhou Dian rolled his eyes, "Then aren't you talking nonsense?"

……

Not to mention the Mingjiao group.

Wang Gufo looked calm, and the quaint gold bells covering his body slowly dissipated.

"Amitabha, I didn't invite Yang Shaoxia to talk about it that day. I thought there was no chance, but I didn't expect to see you again today. It is really fate. I am... very happy."

"Old monk, don't laugh at the skin, you are a bastard in your heart, stop talking nonsense and make a move."

Yang Guo clenched the hilt of the sword tightly, his whole body became stronger and stronger, the frost and snow brought into the hall just now piled up, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour.

Wang Gufo shook his head, his old eyes were extremely calm, and explained:

"Amitabha, Yang Shaoxia must have misunderstood my Holy Cult, Miss Long has already joined the Holy Cult, her status is high, not inferior to the old monk.

You might as well wait for the old monk to get rid of the demons for the few benefactors of the Mingjiao, and then have a detailed talk with the old monk.

and.

The old man thinks that Yang Shaoxia has a very close relationship with Shengjiao, and he might become a family in the future, so why bother to do anything, it hurts the harmony. "

Hearing this, Yang Guo's eyes became colder, and the stone bricks under his feet were already cracked.

"My aunt is determined not to join your broken sect. Don't try to mess with my mind. If you don't make a move, then take it!"

The voice just fell.

Yang Guo jumped out in one step, and appeared on top of Wang Gufo's head, the heavy sword in his hand was raised above his head, before the sword fell, the sword energy was overflowing.

hum~
Within a moment of Wang Gufo's thought, the body-protecting golden bell appeared, and a faint flower of Buddha overflowed in the space.

The qi of the two sides offset each other, and the epee was slowly pressed down. Surprise flashed in Wang Gufo's eyes, and then he stretched out a pair of big hands with the words "Sun and Moon Ancient Buddha", and moved towards the epee with a move of "arhat reaching the sky".

Yang Guo secretly used the magic method of "Gathering Strength", "Gathering Strength", and after using up all the strength of the sword, he flipped to the ground steadily.

After taking the next move, Wang Gufo looked at Yang Guo with a little fiery look in his eyes, "Young Master Yang is good at martial arts, but the old monk just underestimated him."

"Old monk, don't talk big, just keep taking the trick."

"Gu Buddha, you have a respectable status, let me meet this kid!"

Wu Yanxia twisted her neck, exhaled two fiery breaths from her nostrils, stared at Yang Guo, her eyes were full of displeasure.

Wang Gufo thought for a while, then nodded slightly, "It's okay, since Governor Wu is happy to see Liexin, the old man is beautiful, but Yang Shaoxia is very powerful, Governor Wu must remember not to underestimate the enemy."

"Don't worry, Gu Buddha, this disciple will definitely take down this boy surnamed Yang!"

Wu Yanxia fully agreed, her red hair fluttering, revealing an ugly face full of strange scars.

(End of this chapter)