Chapter 15
In the end, Zhao Zhijing only taught Yang Guo twenty formulas and let him leave.
Although he knew that he was extremely talented, Zhao Zhijing's original intention was not to teach him, but to complete the task of being a teacher!
Qing Ming teaches him a few words every day, and after finishing teaching the secret formulas of our sect, he can then fool him with other martial arts formulas.
Just like that, a month passed in the blink of an eye. Under Zhao Zhijing's various delays, he had to wait until now to finish teaching the hundreds of formulas.
Yang Guo knew that he intended to make things difficult for him, and he didn't want to waste time on him in the Quanzhen Sect, so he approached Zhao Zhijing today.
"How did you come?"
Zhao Zhijing frowned and asked when he saw Yang Guo coming uninvited.
He was still somewhat elusive about this evil-minded boy, especially when Guo Jing went up the mountain that day. This boy made two moves, and it seemed that he had considerable martial arts skills. Zhao Zhijing did not want to get too entangled with this boy if it was not necessary. The so-called
Master and disciple are just a title!
Yang Guo asked: "Master clearly knows his disciple's talent, but he refuses in many ways when teaching the formula. What does this mean?"
"My teacher knows that you have a good memory, but I'm afraid that if you don't ask for a clear explanation and just read the meaning, it will be difficult to achieve it. Therefore, I teach you five formulas every day. I hope you can understand the meaning of these formulas, rather than just recite them! Why?
Did you ever know that Master has such good intentions?"
Zhao Zhijing's tone was sincere, as if he was really thinking about Yang Guo.
However, how could Yang Guo be deceived by him? He stepped forward, his momentum building up, and a cold light flashed in his eyes towards Zhao Zhijing. The latter suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and subconsciously took a step back, saying: "You...you
What to do?”
He opened his eyes wide and looked at Yang Guo, feeling a sense of fear in his heart for no reason, but the calm aura on the other person's body told him that this was not an illusion.
"The disciple also hopes that the master will think carefully and not deliberately create difficulties. The disciple is still young and does not know what deviance is and what it means to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors. I only hope that the master will not let the disciple know one day!"
Yang Guo's tone was as cold as the cold wind blowing from the Nine Netherworld Abyss, chilling his bones and making the hairs on Zhao Zhijing's body stand on end.
A drop of cold sweat flowed from Zhao Zhijing's forehead, and his body
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He tensed up and gathered strength in his hands, already on alert to the extreme.
Yang Guo slowly took three steps, and Zhao Zhijing took three steps back immediately. Just when he couldn't help but take the lead in attacking the opponent, the accumulated momentum in Yang Guo's body immediately dissipated into nothing like a dam releasing floods.
It was as if nothing had happened.
"I hope Master will consider it carefully and disciple will resign first!"
Yang Guo left a cold word and left the quiet room without waiting for Zhao Zhijing to reply.
At some point, Zhao Zhijing's back was soaked with cold sweat. His tense spirit immediately relaxed. His body swayed and he almost collapsed on the ground.
Kara la...
Suddenly, three strange noises caught Zhao Zhijing's attention. He looked closely and saw that where Yang Guo had just taken three steps, the rock bricks shattered and were covered with cracks, leaving three footprints the size of the soles of his feet.
, more than an inch deep.
"This this……"
Zhao Zhijing couldn't bear it any longer and sat on the ground, sweat dripping from his face.
At the same time, a feeling of extreme humiliation welled up in my heart, thinking that Zhao Zhijing, as the first of the three generations of disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, would just be overpowered by the headmaster on weekdays!
As a disciple of the headmaster, Yin Zhiping can tolerate being favored by him and opposing him everywhere!
But who is Yang Guo? A yellow-haired kid actually dares to sit on my head, Zhao Zhijing, and urinate. How dare he?
"Yang Guo... Even if you have great martial arts skills, it doesn't matter. In the Quanzhen Sect, I, Zhao Zhijing, have many ways to deal with you!"
Zhao Zhijing was so angry that he gritted his teeth, kicked over the table, and smashed the tables and chairs in the quiet room, but he could not relieve the hatred in his heart.
At this moment, Zhao Zhijing's resentment towards Yang Guo far exceeded Qiu Chuji's preference for Yin Zhiping!
…
Yang Guo returned alone. As for what he thought about Zhao Zhijing, he didn't care at all.
After all, he deliberately intensified the conflict today. If Zhao Zhijing didn't want to make Zhao Zhijing hate himself, how could he be willing to devise a frame-up to give himself a reason to betray the Quanzhen Sect!
Yang Guo can do anything he wants, but he can't embarrass Guo Jing. This world can
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There were only a few people he cared about, but Guo Jing was one of them, so even if he wanted to leave the Quanzhen Sect, he had to have a justifiable reason.
Now that his skills are getting better and better, just relying on the depth of his internal strength, even Ma Yu and Qiu Chuji may not be his opponents. Even if he provokes the Quanzhen Sect, he can't defeat the opponent's overwhelming numbers, but if he wants to escape, he will not be able to defeat him.
No one can stop him.
After leaving the quiet room, Yang Guo did not return to the room, but went to the back mountain of Zhongnan Mountain alone.
Facing the cool breeze blowing on his face, he suddenly felt that the pores all over his body were dilated and he felt indescribably comfortable.
After Yang Guo felt the speed of a gust of wind, he didn't see how he bent his legs and made a gesture. He suddenly pulled himself up and jumped to the top of the big tree.
Yang Guo put his hands behind his back, and his robes moved with the wind. He seemed to be rising into the wind. He was moving around in the forest with extremely fast movements. His body was like a ghost. He seemed to be floating lightly in the air without exerting any effort.
of.
"The so-called magical power of Patriarch Bodhidharma to cross the river with a reed turned out to be that he was able to move by taking advantage of the wind. The river breeze was blowing on his face, and the ship was sailing. It used the wind to achieve the purpose of speeding up. Patriarch Bodhidharma imitated his principle and used the wind to move faster.
He rose into the sky, used a reed pole to walk on the waves, and created this formless and formless skill, which is a wonderful light skill that relies on the power of heaven and earth. It is truly incomparable."
Yang Zao Zao obtained this Qing Kung as a sign-in reward a few days ago, but it has always been difficult for him to get started. After a few days of silence, he suddenly had an epiphany while practicing the Small Formless Kung Fu, and then he understood that it also followed the principle of no form.
, a traceless martial arts theory.
However, after he practiced this Qing Gong, he realized that "Crossing the River with a Reed" can only be regarded as an outlier among Qing Gong. The premise that it needs to take advantage of the situation to exert its magical effects undoubtedly puts a lot of restrictions on himself, just like
His Ecstasy Palm is like that. To a certain extent, this kind of martial arts has exceeded its original scope. It can be regarded as an alternative martial arts that breaks the common martial arts theory and creates a set of alternative martial arts.
Yang Guo used Qinggong to fly down Zhongnan Mountain. None of his disciples noticed his presence along the way. In this way, he unknowingly walked into a deep forest. After walking a few steps, he saw a man standing nearby.
A stone tablet with the words "Outsiders Stop".
As soon as he thought about it, he reached a few feet away without exerting any force on his feet, but soon he stopped on the spot, paused and thought for a long time, then turned around and returned to the Chongyang Palace.
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Chapter completed!