Chapter Five: Guo Jing Takes the Stage

  Chen Yunfeng's current level, even those who are not up to par are stronger than him, let alone third-rate, second-rate warriors, first-rate and super high-level masters and top-notch masters are still a thorough dream for him.

  Watching nearly three hundred Mongolian soldiers changing their uniforms and escorting Huodu up the mountain, Chen Yunfeng knew that the chaos of Chongyang Palace was about to begin.

  He quietly stayed still, and before long, he saw a group of Taoist priests rushing down from the direction of Chongyang Palace. These Taoists were not very familiar to him, anyway, he would only go to choose those famous Taoist priests to inquire.

  "Clean water, clean flat, you two go down the mountain to the front of the mountain gate and guard it. If anyone dares to come up the mountain to disturb us, stop them." This group of Taoists arrived at Baozi Rock, a middle-aged Taoist loudly said to the two young Taoists.

  Two young Taoists rushed down the mountain with swords in hand, while the remaining group of Taoists retreated behind the rocks and looked around quietly. Chen Yunfeng slowed down his breathing at this time, using the Hunyuan Xiantian Gong method to slowly make his breathing steady;

  Because he knew that it wouldn't be long before Guo Jing would bring Yang Guo up the mountain, and their battle would begin. The first martial arts master fight he had seen in this world would unfold here, just thinking about it made him feel a thrill of excitement.

  In less than half a time, the two fourth-generation disciples, Jing Shui and Jing Ping, who had run down the mountain earlier, rushed up. However, at this moment, they no longer held swords in their hands. Seeing the panicked look on the two disciples' faces, the middle-aged Taoist who had been hiding behind the giant rock jumped out and shouted in a low voice:

  "What's going on here? You're supposed to be guarding the mountain gate. What happened, judging from your disheveled appearance?"

  "Master, a big man has come down from the mountain with a little kid. He broke the stone tablet in front of the mountain gate with one slap. We were about to return and report the news when he snatched our swords away. Now he's chasing us up the mountain with that little kid who looks like trouble." A pale-faced young Taoist named Jing Shui said with a terrified expression.

  The little Taoist priest said as he turned his head to look back, just like the big man he was talking about had already walked behind him. The middle-aged Taoist priest frowned and said in a low voice:

  "Hurry back and report that another powerful enemy has invaded. We will set up the Seven Stars Sword Formation here to intercept them, go quickly."

  Two young Taoists swiftly left along the mountain road with their footsteps carrying wind, while the middle-aged Taoist turned back behind the giant stone and conferred with a group of Taoists. After leaving four Taoists behind, he retreated into a nearby pine forest.

  "Son, are you tired?"

  A deep, resonant voice came from the mountain path, and Chen Yunfeng parted the branches of the trees to look down. A middle-aged man with a rustic appearance similar to that of his hometown's farmers, wearing a linen robe, was speaking to a little boy beside him.

  That little kid wasn't very old, his eyes darting back and forth as he looked around, his pointed chin and thin lips revealing that he was a naughty child who didn't listen to discipline. The kid shook his head, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said in a crisp voice:

  "Uncle Guo, I'm not tired."

  "Then let's continue up the mountain," said the middle-aged farmer with a faint smile.

  "Guo Jing, Yang Guo, these are the two generations of heroes from the Legend of the Condor Hero and The Return of the Condor Hero. But what's with this Guo guy? Didn't some god mess up all the supporting characters so they don't look like their original selves? This old Guo can't even be considered a handsome guy, who knows why Huang Rong fell for him? Is it just because he's stupid?" Chen Yunfeng thought to himself, watching the two from afar.

  "Hush...hush..."

  The four Taoists who had been left here jumped out from behind the giant stone, carrying long swords, and the four long swords pointed at Guo Jing without saying a word.

  "In the lower village, go up the mountain to see Master Qiu." Guo Jing's eyebrows furrowed slightly as he looked at several people bowing and said in a low voice.

  "Hmph, Guo Da Xia's name shakes the world, he is the son-in-law of Huang Daxian of Peach Island. You, a thief, dare not pretend to be him. Quickly leave the mountain, otherwise don't blame our long swords for being unreasonable." A Taoist priest said in a low voice, shaking his sword.

  With a moral character in memory, several Taoist priests refused to ignore the inexplicable Guo Da Xia. In the midst of inconsistent words, a tall and thin Taoist priest suddenly jumped out with a long sword swinging left and right, stabbing towards Guo Jing's chest.

  The level of these little Taoists was not clear, but Chen Yunfeng didn't notice it. He only saw Guo Jing's body swaying constantly, his fingers lightly tapping on the long swords of the four Taoists, and the four long swords fell to the ground. The several Taoists turned around and ran away, not even bothering to argue with Guo Jing about anything. In just a few blinks of an eye, they had lost their tracks.

  "Exceptional Finger Technique, not bad at all. Although it can't be compared to something like the Six Pulse Divine Sword, a super ultimate technique, it's still an incredibly powerful martial skill of this world's top masters."

  Look at that little guy with a face full of envy, jealousy and hatred. In his heart, he must be suspicious of this Guo Bo letting him learn martial arts in the Quanzhen Sect. Obviously, he himself has an unparalleled skill, but he lets him go to a place where he is unfamiliar with life and suffers from cold and hardship to learn martial arts. Is this really for his own good?" Chen Yunfeng thought coldly when he saw Yang Guo put the four long swords and the previous long sword brought from the mountain together on a stone.

  Guo Jing still led Yang Guo forward in a daze, while Chen Yunfeng shook his head as he watched Yang Guo looking around everywhere. With a clear and delicate face and lively eyes, it was obvious that he would be a handsome guy when he grew up, but his behavior had always been criticized. One by one, beautiful women went to entice him, only to be abandoned in the end so that he could focus on accompanying his little dumpling wrapper.

  His behavior is either infatuated or bored, anyway Chen Yunfeng thinks that in this era where one can have three wives and four concubines, if he has already flirted with someone else, he shouldn't just ignore her and play around.

  "Hmm..."

  A burst of sword unsheathing sounds rang out, and seven Taoist priests jumped out from the forest in a flash, blocking Guo Jing's path. They stood in the position of the Big Dipper, their long swords pointing at Guo Jing with cold faces. Chen Yunfeng appeared on a big tree, looking anxious to see how Guo Jing would break through the Quanzhen Sect's Tian Gang Bei Dou Formation.

  Still just a few moves, the Taoist priests began to surround Guo Jing and quickly rotated, but Guo Jing, who was familiar with the Big Dipper Formation, always occupied a position, that is, the North Pole position, where he completely controlled the operation of the entire formation. The seven Taoist priests' long swords couldn't stab Guo Jing, who had taken the North Pole position, no matter what.

  "It turns out that as long as one firmly occupies the North Star position, the Big Dipper Formation will be completely useless."

  Chen Yunfeng's memory and analytical skills had greatly improved, so he quickly pinpointed Guo Jing's position. However, he also knew that without sufficient internal energy and lightness skill, even if he occupied the northernmost position, he would still be doomed to be strung up like a meat skewer. So, even though he now knew how to break through the Big Dipper Formation, it was of no use to him.

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