"Or, you all the disciples of Quanzhen Sect are like this!"

"My Quanzhen Sect is not the one you are the one who steals the world and deceives reputation in Shaolin Temple. At least my ancestor was also a person who raised the banner of righteousness to fight against gold!" Yang Cong said angrily when he heard that Monk Hong Jing insulted Quanzhen Sect.

Then he pulled out the sword from his waist and stabbed it with one sword. In an instant, the wind and clouds danced, and a cold light flashed by.

Hong Jing sat cross-legged on the ground with the wound on his waist, regulating his breathing for a while, and said dejectedly: "It's ridiculous that I thought that there would be no one else except Wu Jue's master who could fight me. Now that I ended up like this, I was responsible for it."

"Well, Guangzhi, go and hand over my 72 unique skills in Shaolin Temple to this Mr. Yang." The following sentence was said by Monk Hong Jing to the host of Shaolin Temple.

After saying that, he was about to retreat. Yang Cong called him and said in confusion: "Old monk, why did the Mongolian invade the Song Dynasty? You Shaolin Temple won't take action?!"

When Monk Hong Jing heard this, he paused and turned around and said, "I have my own hidden secret in Shaolin Temple, so Mr. Yang should not ask too much." After that, he turned around and left.

After hearing this, Yang Cong felt a little annoyed. He took the 72 unique skills of Shaolin Temple brought by Monk Guangzhi with his right hand, and then inserted the sword in his hand back into the scabbard with one hand, leaving without saying hello.

...

Three months later, Quanzhen Teach

I saw many people from the court gathered at the foot of the Quanzhen Sect Mountain, as well as many martial arts people who came to watch.

At this time, Yang Cong was calmly teaching Yang Guo to practice martial arts, while everyone in the Quanzhen Sect was a little panicked. After all, so many people were guarding the foot of the mountain, which caused some inconvenience to live in the Quanzhen Sect, but the head of his sect did not order anything to prevent, but just ignored it.

The disciples were also a little annoyed, so they reported to the head teacher Qiu Chuji. Qiu Chuji knew that this was something his disciple had done. It was said that his disciple was so powerful that he even alarmed the palace. So far, several imperial edicts have been issued. Xuan Yang Cong and Yang Zhenren went to the palace to meet the emperor.

His disciples were swaying the appetite of the court, and received the order but did not give any reply. His heart was also suffocated. He was afraid that the emperor would issue an order to clear the Quanzhen Sect when he was unhappy, so he found Yang Cong with the questions of the Quanzhen Sect disciples.

Yang Cong was teaching Yang Guo to practice martial arts. Qiu Chuji walked to Yang Cong, pulled Yang Cong over and said, "Cong'er, why are you? Didn't you agree to me to clear the Song Dynasty court? Now the emperor has issued seven imperial edicts to summon you into the palace. Why do you act like this and don't reply to the imperial edict!"

When he heard that the master had something to look for him, Yang Cong asked Yang Guo to practice by himself, then led Qiu Chuji to a bamboo forest, then smiled slightly, and said, "Master, if I agree to the emperor's summons too early, will the emperor still value me? Experts usually have their own attitude. If he wants to summon me, I will go over immediately. Will I, a peerless master, still have face?

What's more, now it is his Lizong who is asking me to save the Song Dynasty. Although this is my reason, how can I save the Song Dynasty if I am not at a high point? Are the veterans and surviving generals of the Song Dynasty now?"

When Yang Cong finished all this, Qiu Chuji came to his senses. Then Yang Cong said: "Master, this is also an opportunity to revitalize the Quanzhen Sect. As long as I become the National Master of the Song Dynasty, then the Quanzhen Sect will protect the country and the National Sect!"

Speaking of this, Yang Cong stopped and asked Qiu Chuji to think carefully.

After a while, Qiu Chuji seemed to figure it out, so he said to Yang Cong: "Cong'er, just came from the court, Lizong has sent the eighth imperial edict. Is it time? After all, he is also the emperor of the Song Dynasty."

"I know, master, as soon as the eighth imperial edict arrives, I will get up and go to Kyoto to wait for good news from my disciple!" Yang Cong said seriously.

After Qiu Chuji said the questions in his heart, he left, while Yang Cong returned to Houshan bamboo forest, called Yang Guo over, and said to Yang Guo earnestly: "Guo'er, I know you are still a child, but you heard it just now. The teacher is about to go to Kyoto. You are naughty, but you are also a wise child. All the martial arts you should teach you will be given to you. As long as you practice more, the martial arts will come naturally. Your master doesn't understand the martial arts I learned, so I want to send you to your Uncle Guo in Xiangyang City to study more. Do you know?"

When Xiao Yang Guo heard this, he thought Yang Cong didn't want him anymore. After all, Yang Cong was the only one who really treated him well in the Quanzhen Sect. Yang Guo had seen a lot in the world. Now his master wants to send him back to Uncle Guo, and Yang Guo is willing to let him go. He saw him holding Yang Cong's thighs tightly and refused to let go.

Yang Cong looked at Xiao Yang Guo who was holding his thighs tightly. He didn't know what Xiao Yang Guo was thinking anymore. So he held up Xiao Yang Guo's shoulders with both hands and said to Xiao Yang Guo sincerely: "Guo'er, the master is not going to abandon you, but the Quanzhen Sect is not very suitable for your growth. Could it be that you want to become a scheming person like the master when you grow up? You must know that you were thinking about your master back then, I was beaten by your master a lot." After that, Yang Cong couldn't help but think of his past days.

When Yang Guo heard that the master was doing his own good, he let go of his hands, grabbed the back of his head, and smiled with a cracked mouth, not mentioning what had happened just now, so he saluted the master seriously and said solemnly: "Master, I understand. I will go to Xiangyang City to study hard with Uncle Guo, don't worry!"

After hearing his disciple's reply, Yang Cong touched Yang Guo's head and asked him to retreat.

The next day, Qiu Chuji found Yang Cong and told him that the eighth imperial edict at the foot of the mountain had arrived. Yang Cong tidied up his Taoist robe after hearing this, then flew down from the Quanzhen Sect, walked to the eunuch holding the imperial edict, and took the imperial edict with both hands.

Everyone at the foot of the Quanzhen Sect, whether they were from the court or from the martial arts world, could not help but sigh when they saw Yang Cong going down the mountain in such a situation, that the world-famous Zhenren Yang was indeed powerful. He used his internal strength from the Quanzhen Sect to fly straight down. Ordinary masters had to fall off halfway through the flight. They were still the kind of master who was very proficient in light industry.

The eunuch holding the imperial edict was also shocked. Such a master is rare in the world, but he was indeed a little confused. The previous imperial edicts were taken by Qiu Chuji, the head of Quanzhen Sect, and then there was no news. This time, Yang Cong came to take them personally. Could it be that this time, Zhenren Yang was going to Kyoto to meet the emperor? The eunuch was very excited when he thought of this.
Chapter completed!