"The old naughty boy's master said that I haven't kowtowed in front of the statue of Daoist Master Chong Yang and haven't acknowledged my ancestors, so I'm not allowed to say that I'm his disciple. When he has time, he will bring me back to Mount Zhongnan.”Yang Guo made it up. He would not be staying in the Quan Zhen Sect for long anyway and Old Wan Tong would not be returning to the Quan Zhen Sect anytime soon. By the time he comes back, I'll be long gone.
"Where did Martial Uncle Zhou go?" Qiu Chuji asked with a solemn expression. Although Yang Guo was brought here by Guo Jing, it was related to Yang Guo's status in Zhongnan Mountain. Even though Qiu Chuji knew that Guo Jing was honest and honest, he did not dare to let his guard down.
"Master lost to me when he played cricket and went to Mount Tai to catch the golden-headed king.”The Taishan Crickets were brave and aggressive, especially famous for their gold and silver heads. Yang Guo was well versed in the essence of lying. Out of ten sentences, only two could be nonsense, and the rest were true.
Qiu Chuji nodded when he heard this. The old naughty boy had wanted to go to Mount Tai to catch crickets in his early years. If he lost to his disciple in a fight, he would definitely leave. This was in line with Zhou Botong's personality.
"Guo 'er's father is my sworn brother, Yang Kang.”Guo Jing bowed to Qiu Chuji and said solemnly.
Everyone present was shocked. When Yang Kang was mentioned, everyone naturally thought of him betraying the country for glory and killing loyalty. Their expressions changed for a moment.
Qiu Chuji was slightly stunned. He looked at Yang Guo carefully as if Yang Kang was standing in front of him. Seeing that Yang Kang had an heir, he was both sad and happy. After a long time, he said,"Back then, Kang Er went astray and made a huge mistake. As his master, I can't escape the blame. In the future, I must strictly watch over Yang Guo and not let him follow in Kang Er's footsteps.”
Guo Jing was overjoyed. Qiu Chuji's words meant that he had already recognized Yang Guo's identity. He hurriedly bowed and thanked him.
Qiu Chuji pondered for a moment and smiled at Yang Guo. "Now, there's no way to talk about seniority. However, since you're Martial Uncle Zhou's disciple, you naturally have to be based on Martial Uncle Zhou's seniority in the Double Yang Palace. We, the Seven Sons of Quan Zhen Sect, are ranked according to the Seven Stars of the Big Dipper. However, there is another Dark Star besides the Seven Stars of the Big Dipper. You will be the Dark Star and be considered the eighth star of the Big Dipper. In Quan Zhen Sect, you can just be called Quan Zhen's Eighth Son. As for your dao name, Martial Uncle Zhou is playful by nature and loves to be carefree the most. You shall be called Xiaoyao Zi!，When Chongyang Palace is renovated, you will acknowledge your ancestors in front of the statue of Chongyang Ancestral Master.”
Yang Guo was overjoyed. Finally, he didn't have to take Zhao Zhijing as his master and be disciplined by him. He quickly went forward. "Thank you, Senior Brother. I will do my best to make my Chong Yang lineage flourish.”The Taoist priests were in an uproar when they heard this. This kid was not old, but his tone was not small.
Yang Guo's words were nondescript, but Qiu Chuji was not angry. Instead, he was pleasantly surprised. Although there were many disciples in the Quanzhen lineage, their aptitude was stupid. They were outstanding, and there was not a single one with outstanding talent. The Quan Zhen Sect's Seven Sons gathered together and felt extremely regretful. Could it be that Quan Zhen Sect had declined? Who knew that the old mischievous child would quietly take in a disciple with excellent aptitude and deep fortune. Seeing Yang Guo's eyes darting around, he was worried that this little junior brother was too smart and would follow in his father's footsteps. "Junior brother, although you are young, your seniority is respected. Your words and actions are watched by the younger generation. You have to be careful.”
Yang Guo's expression was solemn. "Don't worry, Senior Brother. Back then, Master once said that a real man doesn't care about trifles, but he doesn't lose out on righteousness. I've always remembered it."
Hearing this, Ma Yu nodded. Zhou Botong did not care about etiquette and was willful. It would be extremely difficult to make his disciples follow the rules like this young man. He was also afraid that this junior brother would learn from his master and not be able to stand the rules of Quan Zhen Sect. If he did not agree, he would secretly run down the mountain and not return to Zhongnan for decades. "Since your daoist name is Xiaoyao Zi and you are the eighth star of the Big Dipper, as long as you don't lack righteousness, no one will dare to control you. However, I hope that you can set an example for the younger generation.”
Yang Guo nodded and stood aside, not saying anything.
Guo Jing stepped forward and bowed to Ma Yu.""Disciple has offended many Dao brothers on the mountain today and is extremely uneasy. I would like to thank all the Daoists and hope that they will forgive me.”He should explain how many people mistakenly made him an enemy and how they attacked one after another.
"If it wasn't for your timely help, Quan Zhen Sect would have been defeated. They were all on the same side, so there was no need for any apology or thanks.”
Qiu Chuji's sword-like eyebrows had already been raised. When the Sect Leader Shixiong stopped talking, he immediately said,"Zhijing is in charge of the outer formation and can't differentiate between friend and foe. I was just wondering why such a powerful formation was set up outside. In the blink of an eye, the enemy charged in and caught us off guard. Hmph, so he used the Big Dipper Formation to stop you.”As he spoke, he was extremely furious and immediately called two disciples over to ask why he mistook Guo Jing as an enemy.
The two disciples looked terrified. The older disciple said,"Junior Martial Brother Feng and Junior Martial Brother Wei, who are guarding the foot of the mountain, sent a message saying that this…this Great Hero Guo was smacking the stone tablet in Pu Guang Temple. They only said that he must…must be an enemy.”
Only then did Guo Jing realize that this was the cause of all the misunderstandings. He said,
"You can't blame the fellow Daoists for that. In Puguang Temple at the foot of the mountain, I accidentally slapped the stone tablet where Taoist priest wrote poems. I think it caused a misunderstanding among the Taoist friends.”
"So that's how it is," Qiu Chuji said. We already knew beforehand that the evil devils that came to attack Chongyang Palace today were using the stone tablet as a sign.”
"Who are these people?" Guo Jing asked. How dare you be so bold?"
"It's a long story. Jing 'er, Little Junior Brother, I'll take you to see something." Qiu Chuji sighed.”As he spoke, he nodded to Ma Yu and Wang Chuyi, then turned around and walked towards the back of the mountain.
Guo Jing led Yang Guo and followed behind Qiu Chuji. He walked all the way to Mount Guanshan, his footsteps agile and his spirit not losing to the youth. The three of them arrived at the peak of the mountain. Qiu Chuji walked behind a big rock and said,"There are words engraved here."
The sky was dark, and it was pitch black behind the boulder. Guo Jing stretched his hand behind the stone. As expected, he felt that there were words on the stone. He touched them word by word. It turned out to be a poem.
"Liang Fang's ambition was to destroy Qin, and he once walked under the bridge. Zuo Han opened a grand project, standing tall as a pillar in the sky, to accompany the red pine tree to play, after the success of the brush clothes away. Different people and different books, the creation of things can not be easily handed over. The Double Ninth Festival began in Quanzhen, looking high and striding forward, pretending to be a hero, taking advantage of the opportunity to divide the country. If you know you're wrong again, you'll be buried alive. When the man entered the Tao, the two immortals were connected. Today, Zhongnan Mountain falls, and the palace is covered in smoke. As he touched it, he used his finger to write along the strokes on the stone. Suddenly, he realized that the strokes matched his finger perfectly, as if he was writing on the stone with his finger. He couldn't help but blurt out,"You wrote it with your finger?"
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