After Huo Du left Chongyang Palace with his subordinates, Duan De also hurried to Hao Datong's side.
Guo Jing stretched out his hand and lifted Hao Datong's robe. He was shocked to find a deep purple palm print on his chest." This is the martial arts of the Tibetan sect, the Grand Mudra." Judging from the situation, the enemy's power was even stronger than Lord Lingzhi's.”
"That's right, this should be the martial arts of the Tibetan Buddhist Vajra Sect.”Duan De said.
"Fortunately, Daoist Master Hao's internal energy is quite strong. He has practiced the orthodox martial arts of the Celestial Sect for many years, so his injuries are fine.”Guo Jing checked Hao Datong's pulse and found that it was still vigorous and strong, so he was no longer worried.
"Little Brother Duan, it was all thanks to you just now.”Guo Jing turned to Duan De and said gratefully.
Duan De smiled faintly and waved his hand, revealing an expression of not daring to accept it. In fact, he was quite proud of himself. After all, being able to fight with Prince Huo Du without being injured was already something worth showing off.
Moreover, he had indeed played a huge role in his fight with Huo Du. Huo Du was shocked and did not dare to stay in Chongyang Palace.
"Uncle Guo."
At this moment, Yang Guo walked into the main hall. Beside him were Duan De's Eldest Senior Brother He Yuanshan and Second Senior Sister Ya Qing.
Guo Jing nodded.
As soon as He Yuan Shan and Ya Qing entered, they walked to Duan De's side.
Anyone who saw them would know that the three of them were together. Duan De glanced at his Eldest Senior Brother and Second Senior Sister with a smile on his face. He had an expression that said," I'm awesome."
He Yuanshan couldn't help but despise him in his heart, cursing his junior brother for being cocky again.
Yang Guo, on the other hand, approached Guo Jing, looking as if he was the boss.
"Jing 'er, I didn't expect your martial arts to be even better than before. This time, it was thanks to you and this little brother that we were able to avoid the danger of my Double Yang Palace. This old man thanks you!" Qiu Chuji said seriously with a faint smile.
His gaze swept back and forth between Guo Jing and Duan De.
Obviously, although the others had also saved the Chongyang Palace, their contributions were much smaller compared to Guo Jing and Duan De.
"Where? The few Perfected Ones have once taught me, and I will never forget it. Helping you today is also part of my duty.”Guo Jing smiled and said.
"You're too polite, Immortal Masters," said Duan De. Actually, my master has some connections with your sect. This time, I came here with my senior brother and senior sister because we happened to encounter a disaster in Chongyang Palace. How could we not save them?”
"Oh, which senior is my master?" Ma Yu said in surprise.
"Seniors, we should leave the main hall first. The fire in the backyard is about to reach here.”Ya Qing reminded him.
Everyone saw that it was indeed the case.
As a last resort, everyone got up one after another. Guo Jing bent over and picked up the injured Zhenren Hao. Soon, everyone left the hall.
Looking at the smoke-filled and fire-filled crippled courtyard, the Perfected Ones 'eyes were filled with helplessness and lamentation.
"Let's not bother about it. Let the disciples below go and put out the fire. As long as the fire was controlled and did not spread to the other halls, it would be fine.”Zhenren Qiu said.
Next, some disciples naturally started to put out the fire.
"Little Brother Duan, you didn't tell me who my master is just now.”Perfected Ma was puzzled and asked.
Duan De smiled and replied,"My master is not famous in Jianghu." However, he was an old friend of the founder of your sect, Perfected Chong Yang. He heard from his master that he had once sparred with Perfected Chong Yang in martial arts. In addition, my master is also a good friend of Senior Zhou Botong.”
With that, he took out a letter and handed it to Ma Yu. He said,"This is a private message from my master to Senior Zhou. Before we came, my master instructed us to greet Senior Zhou and the other Perfected Cultivators of Quan Zhen Sect as a junior.”
"That's right. That's what my master said." Second Senior Sister Ya Qing said.
He Yuanshan also grasped the timing very well and said,""My master's Daoist name is White Cloud. He abbot is a small Daoist temple, and the incense offerings can't compare to your sect. Our master only has three disciples. Our youngest junior brother, Duan De, is our master's last disciple. He is only sixteen years old, but his martial arts and aptitude are outstanding. He is a rare peerless genius. Now, his martial arts have already surpassed my second junior sister and me.”
Duan De was a little surprised when he heard Eldest Senior Brother's words. He didn't expect Eldest Senior Brother with the monkey face to praise him.
Duan De, He Yuanshan, Ya Qing's words and a private letter to Zhou Botong had made the Quan Zhen Sect believe them.
"Daoist Baiyun?" Guo Jing muttered to himself, as if he was trying to recall something. After pondering for a while, he could not find any memories related to Daoist Bai Yun.
He couldn't help but think to himself,'Since Daoist Baiyun could teach a martial arts expert like Little Brother Duan, his own strength must be extraordinary.' Such a senior must be a hidden expert. In the pugilistic world, there might be quite a number of powerful experts who were not famous. It seems that I, Guo Jing, was a little short-sighted in the past.
"Little brother, you should keep this private letter for my Martial Uncle Zhou for now. When he returns to Chongyang Palace, you can give it to him directly.”Ma Yu said with a faint smile, his tone very amiable.
Undoubtedly, Master Daoist Ma Yu, Master Daoist Qiu Chuji, and Master Daoist Wang Chuyi all regarded Duan De's master as a secret peerless expert.
They knew very well that their Martial Uncle Zhou Botong was unrivaled in martial arts and had few opponents. As for the Seven Sons of Quan Zhen Sect, their martial arts were actually far inferior to Martial Uncle Zhou's.
Since Taoist Baiyun, Duan De's master, was a good friend of Zhou Botong, his Martial Uncle, and had once competed with his master Wang Chongyang, his kung fu must not be bad. These were the thoughts of the few Perfected Ones.
"Hehe, since little brother's master, Daoist Baiyun, is of the same generation as our martial uncle, doesn't that mean that the seven of us are of the same generation as the three of you?”Wang Chuyi said with an unnatural expression.
He Yuanshan was amused when he heard that.
He hadn't thought about this before, but now that Perfected Wang had taken the initiative to mention it, he was inexplicably excited. To be able to interact with famous experts like the Quan Zhen Seven, who knew how many martial artists would be envious.
"Wahaha, so I, He Yuanshan, have such a high seniority in the martial arts world. How exciting!" He Yuanshan muttered excitedly.
Ya Qing's delicate face was also slightly red, showing that her heart was not calm.
Duan De grinned as if he had tacitly agreed to this possibility.
Guo Jing was dumbfounded. If Duan De was of the same generation as Perfected Wang, Perfected Qiu, and Perfected Ma, wouldn't he be one generation younger?
Yang Guo was counting on his fingers. When he counted clearly, he realized that he was two generations younger than Duan De.
Yang Guo's face turned green. It was green and scary.
The little fellow glanced at Duan De unhappily, then looked at He Yuanshan and Ya Qing. He was especially unconvinced in his heart.
Why was Duan De two generations higher than him? He felt depressed.
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