Chapter 14

Guo Jing saw that the two Taoists were clearly disciples of the Complete Perfection Sect, yet they treated him as an enemy, which he could not fathom. He and the Seven Taoist Masters of Complete Perfection had a deep bond, and he also considered that Yang Guo was going to study at the Chongyang Palace, so he could not offend the Taoists there. Therefore, he only dodged and did not counterattack.

The two Taoists were both surprised and frightened, knowing that their opponent's martial arts far surpassed their own, making it difficult to strike. They exchanged a signal and suddenly changed their sword techniques, thrusting several times at Yang Guo's chest and back, each thrust a deadly and ruthless move. Seeing these merciless sword techniques aimed at a child, Guo Jing could not help but feel angry.

"Two junior disciples, show some mercy!" Two stones flew through the air, hitting the two Taoists' swords, causing their swords to deviate and miss their target.

"Why are you two junior disciples using such heavy-handed moves against a child?" A young man in white, like a celestial being, floated down and asked the two Taoists with a bow.

This young man in white was Luo Fan. He was on his way to Chongyang to offer support when he heard the sounds of a fight and came to investigate. He was shocked to see the two Complete Perfection disciples using ruthless sword techniques to sneak attack a child. He quickly picked up two stones from the ground and deflected their swords.

"Luo Senior Brother!" The two Taoists, seeing it was Luo Fan, felt relieved and bowed, saying, "This bandit has high martial arts, and my senior brother and I are no match for him. We humbly request Senior Uncle Luo to help us capture him."

"Bandit?" Luo Fan looked at the farmer in front of him, who was strong and rough, and was even bringing a child. He didn't look like a bandit at all. Although he knew Guo Jing was coming up the mountain today, in his memory, Guo Jing was a mighty and noble hero, which was far from the appearance of this farmer.

However, to be on the safe side, Luo Fan said to the two middle-aged Taoists, "Two junior disciples, bandits don't usually bring a child who can't even defend himself. That's just asking for trouble. Let me ask him first, so we don't wrong a good person."

Luo Fan usually had some influence in the Complete Perfection Sect, and his martial arts were extremely refined. Even Wang Chuyi and the Sect Leader Ma Yu had praised him many times. Moreover, Luo Fan was of the same generation as their master. Although the two Taoists had many complaints in their hearts, they did not dare to speak out and said in unison, "We will follow Senior Uncle Luo's words."

Guo Jing had not visited the Complete Perfection Sect for many years, and Luo Fan did not go to Xiangyang to meet him that day, so it was normal that Guo Jing did not recognize Luo Fan. He thought Luo Fan was a new disciple of his masters. However, seeing the young man in white, with a plain but charming face, and his excellent martial arts and proper manners, and the fact that he had just helped him, Guo Jing felt a sense of goodwill.

On the side, little Yang Guo also felt that although this person was with the two smelly Taoists, his actions and words were completely different from theirs, and he secretly thought that not all members of the Complete Perfection Sect were bad.

At this moment, Luo Fan stepped forward and bowed to Guo Jing, saying, "Brother, many bandits have come to Zhongnan in recent days, and it is normal for my two junior disciples to be concerned about the safety of the Complete Perfection Sect. May I ask who you are and why you have come to Zhongnan?"

Guo Jing stepped forward and bowed, saying, "I am Guo Jing from Peach Blossom Island, here to pay respects to Master Qiu."

The thin Taoist stepped forward and sneered, "Great Hero Guo is famous throughout the world, the son-in-law of the venerable Huang of Peach Blossom Island. How could he be as shameless as you? Before Senior Uncle gets angry, quickly go down the mountain!"

Guo Jing thought, "What have I done that is shameless?" He then said calmly, "I am indeed Guo Jing. Please introduce me to Master Qiu, and we will see."

The Taoist was about to argue, but Luo Fan stopped him, saying, "Junior disciple, I have heard that Great Hero Guo's Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms are famous throughout the world. Is that true? Let me test it."

At this moment, Luo Fan was also puzzled. Were these two bumpkins Guo Jing and Yang Guo? If he hadn't known that Guo Jing and Yang Guo were coming up the mountain in these few days, Luo Fan might have immediately slapped them down the mountain. However, since he was a穿越者 (time traveler), he couldn't let the Chongyang Palace be embarrassed by Guo Jing fighting his way up, so he decided to test him first.

Guo Jing saw that the person in front of him was young and thought that although his martial arts were refined, he might not be able to withstand the power of the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms. He then said, "Young brother, my eighteen palms are extremely powerful, and ordinary people cannot withstand them. I fear..."

Before he could finish, the short and fat Taoist stepped forward and shouted, "What are you afraid of? My Senior Uncle's sword techniques are passed down from a great master, even our grandmaster praises them. Just attack!"

Luo Fan immediately glared at the short and fat Taoist, thinking, "You are even more arrogant than me?"

Guo Jing was also quite helpless, thinking that if he didn't prove his identity today, these people might not let him pass. He then said, "I will have to offend you, Brother Guo."

He then bent his left leg slightly, bent his right arm inward, and drew a circle with his right palm. With a whoosh, he pushed outward, the palm wind carrying a low dragon's roar, which was the "Repentant Dragon" move from the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms.

Luo Fan did not dare to be careless, drew his long sword to protect himself, and the image of the "Breaking Qi" technique from the Nine Swords of Dugu appeared in his mind. The dragon's roar grew stronger, and Guo Jing's palm, like a giant dragon, crashed toward Luo Fan.

At this moment, Luo Fan seemed to be scared stiff, standing still. When the palm wind hit his face, he suddenly thrust his sword forward, precisely targeting the weakest point of Guo Jing's palm force, causing Guo Jing to quickly withdraw his palm, and the dragon's roar dissipated into nothingness!

"Good sword technique!" Guo Jing praised, but his movements did not stop. He knew that his move had been easily countered by the young man in white, and he no longer underestimated him. He leaped into the air, striking downward from above, like a giant dragon's claw pressing down. This was the "Flying Dragon in the Sky" move. Although it lacked the previous momentum, the pressure it exerted on Luo Fan was even greater!

Suddenly, Luo Fan's long sword moved, circling and slicing in front of Guo Jing's palm. Guo Jing immediately withdrew his hand, forming a circle with his left palm, which collided with the spine of Luo Fan's sword, deflecting it. Then, with his right hand, he tried to grab Luo Fan, which was the "Dragon in the Field" move, using both hands simultaneously.

Luo Fan leaned backward to avoid the grab, and Guo Jing immediately withdrew both palms and pushed outward, a dragon's roar accompanying the palm wind, creating a powerful gust. This was the "Shocking a Hundred Miles" move from the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms.

Luo Fan saw that the man's palms were coming one after another, like a continuous tide, with immense power. Although his Nine Swords of Dugu were quite good, they were still at an intermediate level compared to Guo Jing. He immediately used his lightness skill to leap backward, but was still grazed by the palm wind, and had to take several steps back to steady himself.

The two Taoists quickly came forward to support him, asking, "How is it? How is it?"

"Only Great Senior Hong Qi Gong or Great Brother Guo Jing could have such palm techniques in the world." Luo Fan then bowed and said, "Great Brother Guo, I was rash, please forgive me."

Luo Fan now confirmed Guo Jing's identity. He knew that in the "The Return of the Condor Heroes," there was no expert he did not know. Although the person in front of him was dressed poorly, the palm technique and the fact that he brought a child up the mountain today could only be Guo Jing.

"Little brother, your sword technique is truly excellent! It is the best in the world! May I ask who taught you?" Guo Jing was also very pleased. During their fight, he saw that the young man's sword technique was extremely refined, simple yet profound, and always struck the opponent's weak points, and he wondered who had taught him.

"My name is Luo Fan, the third disciple of Master Yu Yang. I greet you, Great Brother Guo!"

"Oh." Guo Jing immediately understood and quickly returned the bow, saying, "It turns out you are the gentlemanly sword expert, Junior Brother Luo. I have heard much about your heroic deeds. I was shortsighted just now."

"Damn, the gentlemanly sword expert is Yue Buqun, what a regret!" Luo Fan thought, but still politely replied, "I am here on business and need to return to Chongyang Palace. Let's go together, Brother Guo."

"Is he really Guo Jing?" The two Taoists looked at the farmer with disbelief.

"If he were really a bandit, why would he waste so much time with you?" Luo Fan thought these two were extremely dull and did not want to say more. He then led Guo Jing and Yang Guo up the mountain.

Halfway up, they suddenly heard the sound of a bell ringing from Chongyang Palace. The bell was urgent, as if it was an alarm. Guo Jing looked up and saw flames rising from the back of the temple, and was startled, "It seems the Complete Perfection Sect is indeed under attack today. We must hurry to help." Luo Fan, knowing the plot, knew that today would be a close call but not a disaster. He did not want to be left behind and also used his lightness skill to follow.

In a short time, they had traveled several dozen yards and reached Chongyang Palace. They saw flames and smoke everywhere, the fire burning fiercely. Strangely, no Taoist from Chongyang Palace came out to put out the fire.

Seeing this, even Luo Fan was secretly alarmed. He saw that the temple buildings were scattered throughout the mountain, and although the fire in the back yard was large, it had not yet spread to the main courtyard. However, there were shouts and the sound of weapons clashing in the main courtyard. He leaped onto a high wall and saw a large square filled with people fighting. He focused and saw that forty-nine Taoists in yellow robes had formed seven Big Dipper arrays, fighting against over a hundred enemies. The enemies were of various heights and builds, and their martial arts and clothing were different. Some used weapons, others used their bare hands, and they were fiercely attacking the seven Big Dipper arrays from all sides. Although the enemies were numerous and strong, the seven Big Dipper arrays were well-coordinated and well-defended, and could withstand the attack.

Guo Jing was about to shout, but heard the sound of wind and fighting inside the temple. The martial arts inside were even higher than those outside. He leaped from the wall, moved sideways, and quickly passed through the gaps between three Big Dipper arrays. Luo Fan followed him, and the Taoists, who were about to signal an alarm, saw Luo Fan chasing the bandit and felt relieved, focusing on defending.

Inside the temple, there were originally ten large candles burning brightly, but the fire from the back yard made the candles dim. He saw seven cushions on the ground, with seven Taoists sitting cross-legged, their left palms touching, and their right palms defending against the attack of over a dozen people.

Luo Fan looked at the seven Taoists and saw that three were old and four were young. The old ones were Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji, and Wang Chuyi, and the young ones included Yin Zhiping, whose name he remembered, and others who were his junior brothers in the palace, but whose names he did not remember clearly. The seven formed the Big Dipper array, sitting still. In front of them, a Taoist was lying on the ground, his white hair visible, but his face could not be seen. Seeing Ma Yu and the others in a dangerous situation, Guo Jing's blood boiled, and he shouted, "Bold bandits, how dare you cause trouble at Chongyang Palace?" Luo Fan also knew that this was the moment to show off, and shouted, "Bandits, you are asking for death!" His sword flashed, and he covered a middle-aged Tibetan monk in a red robe with a golden crown, and a young nobleman in a yellow silk robe with a folding fan.

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