I, the son of Yang Guo, abducted Zhang Sanfeng across the heavens

Chapter 26

The distance from Wudang to Zhongnan Mountain is not far, and it is only about [-] miles in a straight line.

With Yang Gui's lightness kung fu, he can reach six hundred miles in one day and one night.

"Ha... ha... Lao Yang, Lao Yang, slow down."

Zhang Sanfeng followed Yang Gui all the way across the mountains and walked straight to Zhongnan Mountain. Seeing that he finally slowed down, he dared to stay on the spot with his legs propped up for a while, panting non-stop.

"Old Zhang, you go back first. I have something to confirm."

Yang Gui's voice was very flat, even emotionless. This was the first time Zhang Sanfeng had seen such a serious Yang Gui in such a long time.

"Fuck you, uncle, let me go if you have something to do, don't you take Master Dao as your brother?"

Zhang Sanfeng calmed down, stepped forward and slapped Yang Gui on the shoulder, "What's going on, we did the assassination of the emperor together, what else can't we carry through together?"

"What kind of thing is Kublai Khan? He deserves to be compared with my father?" Yang Gui said contemptuously.

Zhang Sanfeng also changed his color, "Why, old man Yang is in danger? Then what are you waiting for, go to the rescue!"

"He was number one in the world more than [-] years ago. How could he be in danger?"

Yang Gui sat on the ground, his face was uncertain under the moonlight.

Indeed, although Huashan’s three theories were ranked among the top five, Guo Jing, Zhou Botong, and Yang Guo, who had practiced the Nine Yin Manual and left and right fighting, were obviously higher than Huang Yaoshi and Yideng Yideng, and could be divided into the top three and the bottom two.

But that was when Yang Guo was empty-handed, he wanted to swing the 80-jin big black iron sword, and none of the remaining four were his opponents.

"Then what's going on with you." Zhang Sanfeng simply sat down on the ground.

"My father may be dying." When Yang Gui said this, he still tried to maintain that emotionless calmness, but his voice still trembled uncontrollably.This can be regarded as absolutely impossible for him who possesses three great skills and his skills are comparable to the five masters of the past.

"What did you say?" Zhang Sanfeng stood up abruptly again, his face suddenly changed, "With the profound skill of old man Yang, it is not a problem to live to two sixties, let alone one, but...but what kind of disease did he suffer from?"

"Injured, poisoned." Seeing that Zhang Sanfeng was going to be shocked again, Yang Gui said leisurely, "Don't think about it, it's the injury of love, the poison of love, he should be at the end of his life now."

As Yang Gui said, his thoughts drifted back to the time when he let his father beat him up and coaxed the sculpture away, when the father and son secretly ate roast pheasant under the waterfall.

"Father, you said Uncle Diao is at least over 100 years old, can a bird live for such a long time?"

"You leave one of the chicken legs for me!"

Yang Guo couldn't grab his son with one hand, so he knocked Yang Gui to the ground with his sleeve, and grabbed the chicken leg, "What do you know, Brother Diao, it's normal for him to live longer than ordinary birds, not to mention that he has been with Senior Dugu for many years, and he has also practiced martial arts, and his profound martial arts can prolong his life."

"Ah~ Then you don't want to live to be two hundred years old. If my son can't practice martial arts in the future, wouldn't he be dead and you will still be alive?" Yang Gui never thought that he could not do it, because he has a problem, but his son may not be sure.

"Take care of yourself first, you brat doesn't practice martial arts very well, so you should take care of your son first."

Yang Guo blew his beard and stared, but he wasn't angry, he was scalded by the roast chicken, "I don't know how to cool your father, Nizi!"

"Hey, Lao Yang, you don't speak conscience. You snatched my chicken leg with the palm of ecstasy, and you blame me for not letting you cool?" If he couldn't beat him, Yang Gui would be able to fight his father now.

"Your father can be at least 60 years old and live a good life. If you have delicious food, don't you first honor it to Lao Tzu. If you don't eat it, I will have no time to eat it. You are not a filial son." Yang Guo said and stuffed another chicken leg into his mouth.

"No, aren't you number one in the world in martial arts? How come you're only 60 years old. You're bragging?" Yang Gui wanted to cry, but fists are the last word. If you can't beat others, you can't eat chicken legs.

Yang Guo looked at his broken arm and said, "You know what a fart. Back then, I was cut off by that tiger girl Guo Fu. In order to get stronger quickly and get revenge, I practiced swords in mountain torrents, and later practiced kung fu in the sea. I forcibly used the natural force to wash my body and fight against it. I have already suffered an irreversible wound."

Yang Gui's eyes widened: "Dugu Qiubai's martial arts has such a hidden danger, you still let me practice? I think you really want our old Yang family to have no successors."

"Fart! There is nothing wrong with Senior Dugu's practice!"

Yang Guo scolded: "But his training method is really not the orthodox Taoism, and his internal strength is too aggressive. If the foundation is good, the meridians are broad, and the body is healthy, then naturally it will not be affected. But I am missing an arm, and if I force myself to practice like this, the meridians will be secretly injured."

"No, just this little problem can make you not live to be 60 years old?" Yang Gui poked his father's only arm with his finger, "Which one of the Wujue has not been injured, but which one has not lived to be eighty or ninety?"

"Later, I was poisoned by love flowers, and I couldn't be emotional, otherwise I would suffer unbearable pain and die from the poison. But you also know, how can I not think about your mother?"

When Yang Guo was full, he lay on the grass and looked at the sky, with a happy smile on his face: "The antidote for Qinghua is gone, I rely on the raw material of the antidote, Broken Heart Grass, to force the poison out with violent medicinal power, but this has caused damage, and the poison has not been completely cleaned."

"Injury to the meridians and emotional poison in the body are not fatal if we follow the ancient tomb sect to be pure-hearted and ascetic. But in those 16 years, when did I not miss your mother for a moment? I turned my emotions into martial arts and created the Ecstasy Palm. Every time I use it, I feel more ecstasy. The hidden wounds and toxins invade my body naturally more."

Yang Guo's eyes were so affectionate, as if he had returned to the past, "For 16 years, how high is the martial arts? Now your body can only live to be 60 years old. But it's worth it. No matter how long your life will be, it will only be more than a hundred years. I have your mother, and you are a rebellious son. What's so great about living 40 years less?"

Yang Gui sat on the ground and narrated the past to Zhang Sanfeng. It seemed that the events of that year were still in front of him. Yang Guo's 60th birthday was nowhere in sight, so why did he arrive so soon?
Although he never got along with Yang Guo like a father and son, and he never looked down on anyone's martial arts because of his relationship, but that was Yang Guo!That Xikuang who is invincible in the world and kills the enemy chieftain among thousands of troops!In Yang Gui's mind, the figure of his father was always so tall and insurmountable.

He couldn't imagine that his father, who was as powerful as a mountain in his mind, would die.

Zhang Sanfeng raised his hand, but didn't know what to say, so he could only pat him on the shoulder again.

"At the moment when I suddenly thought of it, I thought I would rush directly into the ancient tomb regardless of everything, but when I got close, I hesitated. I dare not, dare not go in, and watch my father die with my own eyes."

Yang Gui's voice was too hoarse, "Old Zhang, I was wondering if it would be better for me to just attend the funeral."

"How long have you been out? Five or six years, maybe." Zhang Sanfeng shook his head, "You can't even see your father for the last time. Does it mean that the moment you left home, it was a farewell to your father? You didn't even have a good farewell?"

"Oh, that's what you said. I'll think about it."

Yang Gui sat on the ground slumped, and sat quietly all night.

He didn't stand up until the sun was bright, "Old Zhang, do you want to go down with me?"

"Go, I also want to send old senior Yang one last ride." Zhang Sanfeng's mood was relatively stable, firstly, Yang Guo was not his father, and secondly, he had already experienced the death of his master.Although there is also an inexplicable grief, but basically he can maintain stability, and he is also afraid that something will happen to Yang Gui.

So the two jumped into the dark river together, traveled upstream along the waterway, and returned to the home where Yang Gui grew up.

Yang Gui didn't stop at all, and ran quickly, Zhang Sanfeng also followed Yang Gui's trajectory, and soon arrived at the main tomb.

"Lao Yang, Lao Yang, father!"

Yang Gui yelled.

"What are you shouting, people are still there."

Yang Guo's voice came, standing with Xiao Longnv, obviously just attracted by Yang Gui's voice.Yang Gui rushed over and hugged his parents.

"Father. You..."

Yang Gui couldn't continue talking, his eye circles were already red.

Zhang Sanfeng also saluted, "Boy Zhang Sanfeng, I have met Senior Yang and Senior Long."

"Oh, you... are you Zhang Junbao, Master Jueyuan's apprentice?" Yang Guo looked familiar at Zhang Sanfeng, "How is Master Jueyuan?"

"It's the kid. I'm sorry for seniors, my teacher has passed away for many years." Zhang Sanfeng was affected by this scene, thinking of the day when Jueyuan passed away, his eyes were a little red.

"Our generation seems to be coming to an end." Yang Guo sighed, squeezed Yang Gui's arm, felt a strong internal force flow, he was startled, looked at Zhang Sanfeng again, his eyes were full of light.

"Hahaha, okay, good boy, you two are really good at it now." Yang Guo was full of emotion, "You know how to come back to celebrate your father's birthday?"

"Father..." Yang Gui couldn't speak, so he threw himself into his parents' arms and kept crying.

"How grown up, you still look like a child."

Yang Guo put his arms around his son, and could only pat him on the head with his sleeve, "Two generations and five masters, now I am the only one left, and brother Diao is gone. I thought you would not live to be 60 years old, but now you are alive. Every day you live is earned, this is a happy thing."

Zhang Sanfeng was a little jealous.

He never knew what it was like to cry in his parents' arms, and now he does.

But he is very human after all, without any evil thoughts, he only feels that he has lost his parents and master, if he has children or disciples in the future, he must let them fall into his arms and cry well when they are hurt, and let him protect them.As long as you come back to yourself, nothing can hurt them.

Yang Gui never imagined that one of his actions would have such an impact on Wudang Mountain decades later.

"Stinky boy, why don't you prepare a birthday present for your father when you come back?" Yang Guo asked his son not to let his son be immersed in sadness all the time.

"I was in a hurry, I forgot." Yang Gui came out of his father's arms, touched his eyes, "Let me use martial arts to celebrate your birthday!"

"Okay, I agreed to beat you back then, come on, let me see how much your skills have improved over the years."

"Do it with you?" Yang Gui was taken aback.

"What do you mean? Look down on your father? Look at the trick!" Yang Guo stared, raised his hand and slapped it.

"Don't regret it!" Yang Gui let out a clear whistle, and went up with his sword, with special effects flying around in all directions.

"Hehe, you boy, you have a lot of work to do."

Yang Guo was very interested in seeing it. With the light pollution, the ancient tomb is much brighter.

He applauded, then extinguished them all.

"I can't beat him. Old Zhang, let's beat him together!"

Yang Gui turned around and shouted.

"Come on, if the Condor Heroes fight together, we can fight?" Zhang Sanfeng glanced at Xiao Longnu fearfully.

"I won't make a move." Xiao Longnv nodded to Zhang Sanfeng, "You can play with me."

Feeling despised, Zhang Sanfeng drew out his True Martial Sword and joined the battle group.

The three of them fought for a day and a night, and finally stopped.

"Young people these days are really amazing." Yang Guo shook his head, and almost couldn't hold it down. This was because he had played all his cards and the two young people obviously didn't want to fight hard.

"father……"

Yang Gui's eye circles were red again.Although he hadn't fought Yang Guo two-on-one this time, he clearly felt that compared to the bottomless Yang Guo before, he could clearly touch Yang Guo's edge.It's not that he is too strong, but that Yang Guo has become weaker due to the decline in his vitality.

Even if he becomes weaker, he can still fight against two Wujue-level characters, and Yang Guo has this kind of strength.

After more than ten days like this, finally, Yang Guo's life also came to an end.

Yang Gui felt the same as when the Condor passed away, he could only watch from the side as the lives of his relatives and teachers passed away, but he couldn't do anything.

He knelt by the bed and didn't say a word for a long time.

Yang Guo smiled, and stretched out his hand to touch his head, "Hahahaha, silly boy, some things must be experienced, such as birth, old age, sickness and death, as long as it is natural, why bother to mourn for him? People have to die, why can't I?"

"Father, I don't want you to go." Yang Gui felt something choked in his throat.

"However, life is full of parting." Yang Guo moved his hand away from his son's head, and held Xiaolongnv's hand. "Life, parting and death are the laws of nature. There is nothing worth worrying about, but heaven, earth and life are karma, and many things must be known in person. Goodbye, child."

After Yang Guo's words fell, he closed his eyes and died suddenly.

"father!"

Yang Gui let out a miserable cry, and knelt down on the edge of the bed, weeping unceasingly.

Xiao Longnu was sitting next to her without saying a word.

Zhang Sanfeng retreated silently.

It was already the second day when Zhang Sanfeng entered the tomb again.He opened the door and entered, only to find that Yang Gui had been kneeling in front of the bed for a whole night.

He carefully helped Yang Gui up, and said: "Brother Yang, please let me be sad. How can we handle the funeral of Senior Yang?"

Yang Gui patted his head, trying to wake himself up, and looked at Xiao Longnv with a hoarse voice, "Mom, you said... Mom, Mom?"

Yang Gui's heart was filled with inexplicable fear, he staggered and walked over to see, how could there be any anger in Xiao Longnu?She sat for a long night, obviously dead for a long time.

Zhang Sanfeng also turned pale with shock, Xiao Longnv was healthy and safe, there was no sign of poisoning on her body, her face was peaceful, she looked exactly like she was dying.With Xiao Longnu's cultivation, how could she die at this age?It was as if her soul had gone with Yang Guo.

Yang Gui felt dizzy.After suffering the blow, he knelt for a whole night without getting any water or rice. At this moment, he only felt his eyes go dark, and he didn't know anything.

When Yang Gui woke up again, he was already outside the ancient tomb.

Zhang Sanfeng was afraid that the environment in the ancient tomb would be bad and affect his recovery, so he took him outside.

With the warm sun shining on his body, Yang Gui didn't want to wake up at all, and didn't want to face reality at all.

But Zhang Sanfeng opened his mouth and said: "I know you have been hit hard at this time, but I don't dare to touch the remains of the two seniors, I still need you to handle them."

Yang Gui sighed, turned over and stood up.

What his father said is good, some things must be experienced.

Fortunately, his home is an ancient tomb, so it is not troublesome to arrange funeral affairs.Put the remains of Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu into the coffins that had been prepared long ago, and leave them in the main tomb.

Yang Gui put down the dragon-breaking stone again, sealed the ancient tomb, and came out of the undercurrent.

He looked at the Zhongnan Mountain at his feet, thinking of Wang Chongyang, Lin Chaoying, Zhou Botong, Quanzhen Seven Sons, Guo Jing, Yang Guo, Xiaolongnv, Jinlun Guoshi, countless heroes who had left their mark on this mountain.

His father's words sounded in his mind again, "Life and death are the laws of nature, there is nothing to worry about, but the world and life are karma, many things must be seen in person."

Looking at the green mountains in the distance, he only felt that the world was long, sad and generous.

He imitated his father, sinking his breath into his dantian, touching his chest and screaming.

The thunderous whistle spread to every corner of Zhongnan Mountain.

Maybe this is the last time the Yang family will have a voice in Zhongnanshan, he thought.

It seemed that with the whistle, even the depression in my heart dissipated a lot.

He felt Niwan Gong jump, followed by a hot current pouring from the top of his head and flowing all over his body.His eyes and ears are clear, and it seems that his understanding of martial arts has improved to a higher level. The martial arts that he could not create or learn in the past feels so simple to him.

Yang Gui was taken aback, and hurriedly pulled out the panel to have a look.

Name: Yang Gui

Age: 22
……

Big event: You witnessed the death of Condor Heroes, and an era has come to an end.But another era may be opening.You enter the state of "enlightenment", the proficiency of all martial arts is +146, and the speed of all martial arts training is doubled.

▓▓▓▓▓▓

The progress bar has increased a lot at once, but this is not the most important thing.

It was the bright "enlightenment" in the big event that surprised Yang Gui.

From his birth to the present, he has experienced many ways of proficiency growth.From the "teaching" of ordinary people, to "teaching with all your heart", "teaching with all your heart", "teaching from famous teachers", "teaching from masters", and what he is most familiar with, "teaching from great masters".

Depending on the level, you can get different proficiency growth each time. This growth does not take up the amount of daily self-cultivation and use. Under the guidance of a famous teacher and above, there will be additional growth bonuses.

But this "enlightenment" has never appeared before.

Enlightenment at one time actually increases the proficiency of all exercises, and the amount of proficiency increased at one time is ten times that of "the great master's teaching"!The speed of practice can also be doubled.

Yang Gui thought of himself feeling life and understanding the world, he thought, maybe this is the real usage of the panel.

Seeing him stunned, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help worrying, and said, "Lao Yang, what are you going to do next, first go to Wudang Mountain with me?"

"No."

Yang Gui's voice was suddenly filled with the lightness of getting rid of the mundane, "I'll go to the East China Sea to find an island to live in."

"Can you do this?" Zhang Sanfeng was a little worried that Yang Gui would be alone.

"Okay, old bastard, why are you mother-in-law and mother-in-law like a woman. But you, stay in Wudang Mountain and be careful, don't let the Tartars send troops to suppress them."

Zhang Sanfeng wanted to persuade him, but Yang Gui had already jumped down the mountain, his laughter only echoed in the mountains: "There will be a period later! Hahahahaha!"

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head, turned to the east, and walked towards Wudang Mountain.

He also has a lot of ideas now. Although his miraculous skills are great and his strength is comparable to that of a generation, he can feel that there is still a lot of room for improvement.When he really reaches the limit of what he can do for the time being, he will also learn from Guo Xiang to create the Wudang School.

The days of going down the mountain told him that to overthrow Yuan Ting so that everyone can live with dignity, it is not possible to rely on the bravery of only one or two people, and a school of enlightenment that can be passed down must be formed.

A year before Yang Gui returned home, Wen Tianxiang was finally beheaded by Kublai Khan.With the last bit of Song's backbone, he died heroically.

Nine months later, at the end of the new year, Guo Xiang announced the establishment of the Emei School and recruited more disciples.

At the beginning of the new year, the Yuan court announced that private possession of ironware was prohibited among the people, and every ten households shared a kitchen knife.

At the same time, a decree was promulgated to prohibit the teaching of martial arts without the permission of the imperial court, and to surround and kill martial arts masters on unreasonable charges.The development of martial arts in the Central Plains has stagnated, and has been declining year by year. Many magical realms of the predecessors have become legends.

A year later, He Zudao, the third sage of Kunlun, was besieged and killed by Yuan Ting.The head of the Kunlun faction, Master Lingbao, announced that the Kunlun faction would close the mountain.

Three years later, Zhang Sanfeng's magical skills were completely accomplished, and he went down the mountain to eradicate rape and evil. Wherever he went, the Tartars and villains were all terrified, and the world respectfully called him "Wudang Master Zhang".

Five years later, Yuan Ting cultivated a group of martial arts masters, among whom the most outstanding one had icy cold palms, and the cold poison in the middle palms entered the body, there was no cure, and they wantonly killed the martial arts people in the Central Plains.

Eight years later, under the order of Kublai Khan, Marco Polo escorted the princess to marry Persia, and finally returned to his homeland.In Europe, it is claimed that the far east is full of gold, and people have infinite fantasies and longings for the mysterious east.

Ten years later, Kublai Khan died. Since then, the Yuan Dynasty began a decades-long struggle for power. Changing emperors is like eating and drinking.

Eleven years later, Boyan died of illness, and he was granted the posthumous title of King Huai, with the posthumous title of "Zhongwu".Dayuan's military god fell, and the combat effectiveness of Yuan soldiers began to decline.

Eighteen years later, under the brutal rule of the Yuan Dynasty, the common people were in dire straits. Zhang Yanghao wrote the famous "Tong Caring for the Ancient", bluntly speaking of the suffering of the common people in the ups and downs.The Ming Cult took advantage of the situation to rise, gathered a large number of refugees, and confronted the court everywhere and even violently clashed. It was no different from rebellion, and was dubbed the "Demon Cult" by the court.

……

No one can stop the pace of time, and any seemingly indestructible things will eventually perish with time.

As time goes by, a new generation replaces the old, no one mentions the five wonders of the world, and no one knows that two fathers and sons of the Yang family in the ancient tomb assassinated two generations of Mongolian Khans.

The name of Yang Guo is still remembered by a few elders of the beggar gang, but Yang Gui seems to have completely disappeared in the long river of history.

Only a few people know that there is a sea turtle Taoist by the sea, whose birth, martial arts and appearance are unknown.

Even sects or organizations that value information the most don't bother to collect information about such a person.

But there is another legend among the fishermen living on the coast of the East China Sea:
On Turtle Island overseas, there is an expert who always travels with a giant sea turtle bigger than a boat.He cut the raging waves with his sword, walked on the waves, saved countless people in sea storms, and competed with the Dragon King for their lives.

His martial arts are so high that the martial arts of the Central Plains are not even worthy of lifting shoes. The fishermen's children who he taught a few tricks at will have the strength of first-class masters, and they are the gods of martial arts in the world.Of course, people prefer to call him——

Turtle Immortal.

　A chapter of more than 6000 words is huge!

　　
　
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