Chapter 2: Tianyang Gate is coming (Part 1)

The rising sun rises, and the purple air comes from the east.

The red sun shines, and the bright moon peak is like a half-turning bright moon, extremely steep. It leans against the mountains and enters the sky, standing between the vast sky and the earth. When Wuzong is on the top of the bright moon peak, the top of the mountain is flat, with an area of ​​tens of thousands of sloping. The buildings are adjacent to each other and are arranged in an orderly manner. Although it is dilapidated, it also has the momentum of a sect, including pines to welcome guests, green bamboos like forests, and a huge lake that looks like Xuanwu, which is called Xuanwu Lake.

The martial arts venue is a place where disciples practice martial arts on weekdays, and today it is the venue for the successor ceremony of the head of the ceremony.

"Squeak"

When the gate of the Martial Palace opened, Yang Guan walked out slowly, wearing a white long suit, with a crown and a long sword. Although his appearance was not very outstanding and a little childish, he was also very heroic and had a heroic spirit.

Seeing the head of the sect come out, a few small radish heads were instantly lively at the deserted ceremony.

"Ah, I didn't expect that the senior brother of the sect would be so handsome."

"Tsk, what's this? You haven't seen it before. Is Zhong Wuya from Lingyun Sword Sect handsome?"

“That’s it, that’s it”

...

A trace of black thread passed through his forehead, and Yang Guan's heart couldn't help but feel cold. These little trash heads were all ages when they didn't understand anything. They were a bunch of little kids, and the mood that was a little excited just now was instantly extinguished.

He looked at his second senior brother Bai Su with a vermilion expression.

Seeing this, the second senior brother Bai Su's heart trembled and quickly said gently: "Silent!"

"What, second brother, didn't you say you should talk more and be lively!"

"that is."

"that is."

...

"What's the matter!" Yang Guan's forehead was beating rapidly, and he couldn't help but wail. Such a sect has not yet been destroyed, and it has become a strange story for all time.

"Shut up!" Yang Guanqing shouted, and swept over the brothers with cold eyes. Everyone felt cold and quickly shut up, pretending to scold, "What's the point of noisy?"

Taking a deep breath, calming down the infinite pain and helplessness in his heart, he learned from the instructor's words during military training and said seriously: "Come here, stand on the left and the shortest on the right, stand from high to low in turn."

"Tadadadadada!"

"Oh, Brother Fifth, you stepped on my foot!"

"No, second brother, you are shorter than me."

"Sister Four, let's stand together!"

"Seventh Junior Sister, you are the shortest and you have to stand at the end."

"snort!"

The six people lined up for a long time, and the so-called succession ceremony became military training.

Finally shut up, looking at the uneven queue, staring at Yang Guan with small faces excitedly. The anger in his heart turned into helplessness, and he corrected one by one with a stern face.

After scanning the pretty neat queue, Yang Guan's face finally calmed down and he said, "Japan is the successor ceremony of the head of the sect, but the master just passed away, so he is no longer extravagant. Just admit that I am the head of the sect, and forget about those false rituals."

"How can senior brother do this? As the saying goes, morality, benevolence and righteousness cannot be done without courtesy. Teach the lessons and behave without courtesy..." Bai Su was interrupted by Yang Guan before he finished speaking.

"Okay, don't talk to me. We are not a court or a major sect. Just let us brothers know." Then he said: "How are your current cultivation? Let's talk first, second junior brother, please tell me first."

Bai Su is a nerd who cares about etiquette the most. Seeing Yang Guan perfunctory, he still said, "Senior Brother, my "Haoyue True Kung Fu" has been perfected, and my cultivation has reached the first level of Qi training, and my Guanyue Sword Technique has been perfected."

The third junior brother Wang An still looked honest and honest, and said, "Senior Brother, my "Big Moon Heart Art" has only reached the third level, and I have only mastered the ninth level of physical practice. Well, I have only mastered the sword technique of watching the moon." After that, he looked at Yang Guan carefully. His cultivation level was indeed not very good.

When Wuzong built the foundation, there are three methods: "The Heart of the Moon", "The Heart of the Moon", and "The Sword Technique of the Moon". Among them, "The Heart of the Moon" has three layers of essence and qi, which are derived from internal energy, "The Heart of the Moon" tempers muscles and bones to train qi and blood, and "The Sword Technique of the Moon" is the basic sword technique.

There are also three unique skills of "Haoyue True Kung", "Pianxian Moon Look at the Moon" and "Sun and Moon Sword Sutra", which can break through the innate nature and was created by the founder of the sect. However, "Haoyue True Kung" is more yin suitable for women. It takes a lot of effort for men to practice, but there are still three layers missing, only four layers, so the unique skills of the seventh grade have become the ninth grade. "Pianxian Moon Look at the Moon" and "Sun and Moon Sword Sutra" have either a few steps or a few swords missing. However, it is still good for the bottom ninth grade sect, at least it needs to be practiced.

The martial arts of the Immortal World in the Prehistoric Land are divided into nine grades, the first grade is the best, and the above is the Immortal Sutra. The sects are also divided into nine grades, and the first grade is the best. There are immortals in the sects above the third grade and above that can be called the Immortal Sect.

The fourth junior sister Kong Mingjing was quite quiet and beautiful. After seeing Wang An, she said softly: "Senior Brother, I have practiced the second level of "Haoyue True Kung Fu" and my cultivation level is the first level of Qi training. I have entered the hall with the sword technique of watching the moon."

"Wow, Senior Sister Fourth is so amazing!" The nine-year-old junior sister Ye Ling said playfully and cutely. Without waiting for others to speak, she reported her cultivation level: "Hehe, Senior Brother, I have practiced the second level of "The Mingyue Heart Art" and practiced the seventh level of body practice. I first got to see the path of "The Sword Technique of the Moon", hehe."

The fifth junior brother Chen Ran and the sixth junior brother Lu Shaoyou are only ten years old. "The Mingyue Heart Art" has just reached the second level, practiced the sixth level of the body, and started practicing swordsmanship.

Hearing this, Yang Guan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although the advanced martial arts of Wuzong were incomplete and not suitable for men to practice, the foundation-building skills were not bad, so the foundation-building skills were all good. As long as he came back from a few advanced martial arts and then he should do it well, these little boys may not be able to revitalize them as Wuzong.

"Well, it's right. It seems that you haven't let go of your skills during this period. If you work hard, you will be the future of Wuzong. As long as you are willing to work hard, your wish will be realized. When Wuzong, you will be glorious again." Yang Guan fully utilized his eloquence when doing sales and fooled these little kids.

"Yes, senior brother of the sect!" several little brats said excitedly.

Seeing this, Yang Guan nodded with relief and was about to speak, suddenly his eyes narrowed and he looked into the distance.

"Hahaha, I'm so laughing to death. A few little kids, what are you talking about revitalizing the Wuzong? I think Sun Yu is dead with his eyes open, hahaha!" Several figures flashed, and soon they arrived at the martial arts venue. One of them said rampantly.

"Stop talking, don't scold the master!" Kong Mingjing, who suddenly came to the quiet, angrily scolded, and the other five were also full of righteous indignation.

"Senior Brother, they are bad guys, beat him!" Ye Ling said to Yang Guan with excitement.

"I'm not sure if I hit me, I don't know if I have any life or death. Hehe, you are the leader of this group of kids. I'm conscious and handed over "Haoyue True Kung Fu" and get out of Mingyue Peak. Now Mingyue Peak has returned to Tianyang Gate!" The leader is in his thirties, with a long face and a burly figure, wearing a brocade robe. The people behind him are strong and strong, with bright eyes, but they are all tough characters.

Yang looked at the brothers and brothers, and couldn't help but look at the quiet little girl Kong Mingjing, but she didn't expect that she was the master of soft outside and strong inside.

He was unhappy and did not smile. He stared at the person in charge. Seeing his temples bulging and his eyes flashed, he estimated that his cultivation was about seven or eight levels in the late stage of Qi training, and he said calmly: "Who are you?"

"Huh? Boy, I am Tianyang Gate, Elder Huang Zhan, I miss you, Master Huang Zhan, I will not make things difficult for you, the younger generations, hand over the secret book immediately, get out!" Although Huang Zhan was surprised that Yang Guan looked calm, he spoke without any doubt.

"Don't think about it, you old bastard, shameless, and you said not to bully the younger generation. Last time you didn't bully the younger generation at the foot of the mountain. Humph, the master was so powerful that he beat him away with one palm. If the master was there, you would dare to come, Humph!" The junior sister Ye Ling said first.

"Junior, I'm looking for death!" Huang Zhan's eyes were exposed and he said coldly. Ye Ling's words revealed his shortcomings. He was very angry and his palms were faintly red.

Yang Guan's expression moved, and his figure flashed before everyone, holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, and chuckled: "Old bastard, have you gotten out by yourself or have eaten the long sword fried pork shredded pork before getting out?"

"Hahaha, what an arrogant junior, eat my palm!" Huang Zhan laughed so much that the Lieyang Palm took the lead in slapping Yang Guan's head, trying to take his life.

When the palm was in full force, Yang Guan narrowed his eyes and stepped out his foot, instead of retreating, and instead of retreating, his sword was unsheathed and his left hand was swung.

"bump!"

The sword sheath suddenly inserted into the bluestone slab, and the sword light flashed, facing the Fierce Sun Palm, "Breaking Palm Style!" It was the Dugu Nine Swords he learned to laugh at and proudly in the Wanderer.

The long sword was lightning, and the sword was like lightning. It came first, pointing directly to the palm of the palm to break through the surface. Huang Zhan was shocked. He didn't expect that Yang Guan's sword technique was so great. However, he had rich experience in the enemy, so he quickly changed his moves. He pulled the Lieyang palm and bounced his fingers towards the sword spine. At the same time, his left hand came out and slapped Yang Guan's chest.

Unexpectedly, Yang Guan's sword was a false move. When the sword power changed, he stabbed faster, pointing directly to his left hand.

"Bastard!" Huang Zhan couldn't help but change his color and cursed. He was in a hurry. The palm of the Fierce Sun changed continuously, and the shadows of the palm were stacked. In addition, his cultivation level of the eighth level of Qi training was fierce and hot, and the temperature around him heated up sharply.

He couldn't help Yang Guan when he made several attacks, but was forced to make him fussed. Huang Zhan also put away his contempt. He was considered an old man, but he didn't know that these palms could not hold Yang Guan. He retreated and said in a deep voice: "Get the sword!"

"Zheng!"

The long sword fell into his hand, Huang Zhanxin felt relieved, and said with a grim face, "Boy, look at the sword!" The sword was like thunder, either thrust, pick, cut, or stir, and there was no sword body. Only the red sword shadows in the sky attacked Yang Guan like a craze.

Unafraid, Yang Guan calmly responded and did not continue to attack. He only resolved the attacking sword moves, narrowed his eyes and carefully observed the sword technique of this world.

Huang Zhan became more and more frightened and more and more aggrieved. Whenever the sword was about to make a contribution, he was hit by Yang Guan and quickly changed his moves. He was far higher than his cultivation level but could not be exerted.
Chapter completed!