Chapter 169 Four Generations of Disciples

This day, Yang Guo stayed with Li Mochou until Shen Shi before returning to Mount Zhongnan. Although the two were in love with each other, they didn't do anything out of the ordinary. There are quite a lot of interesting things, including the things about teasing Da Wu and Xiao Wu, I told her one by one, and showed her the handsome guy who was sleeping in his arms, but there are a few women who like bugs, and they immediately disgusted them. Yang Guo took it away.

At this time, the sky was getting dark, and Xiao Shuai also crawled out from Yang Guo's collar. He usually slept during the day, and only crawled out to play around the evening, but luckily he could understand Yang Guo's words, so he didn't run around, and It's peace of mind.

"chirp chirp~"

"What's wrong?" Yang Guo asked suspiciously, this was the first time the little guy made a sound in a few days, so he couldn't help wondering what's wrong with it.

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Xiao Shuai yelled a few more times, then jumped off Yang Guo's body and jumped towards a rock, just as Yang Guo was chasing after him, he heard it neighing a few times, the sound was as loud as a calf, and it spread for several miles. Besides, it was a good thing that this was the mountainside, otherwise it would have attracted many Quanzhen disciples who patrolled at night.

"You are called a soul! Keep your voice down, you have attracted people, and there are good fruits for you to eat."

Just when Yang Guo was puzzled, there was a series of "chirping" sounds all around, and then the sound got closer and closer, even though it was night, he still clearly saw many small black spots jumping towards this direction, they were actually small crickets, bigger than Compared with the current Xiaoshuai, he is completely smaller, not to mention his screams.

At a glance, there were hundreds of crickets surrounding him. Yang Guo was worried that this little household would be beaten up by others, so he quickly protected him by his side. The character looks a little frightened. Xiaoshuai yelled a few times as if giving orders, and all the crickets scattered in all directions ran towards it.

"Chirp chirp~ chirp chirp~"

After calling several times in a row, hundreds of crickets scattered around as if they were ordered, and disappeared into the jungle in the blink of an eye, Yang Guo was stunned to see it.

"Little brother, can you order other bugs?"

"chirp chirp~"

Yang Guo had been with it for a long time, although he couldn't hear what it said, but roughly

The meaning can still be guessed, I saw his two tentacles swaying non-stop, very proud.

"Good guy, your skills may be of great use in the future! Follow your brother well, and the benefits will be great in the future!"

After praising him a few times, he sneaked into the Quanzhen sect according to the same route. Of course, with his current skill, he would inevitably be discovered by some patrolling disciples, so he made up a reason and got away. The disciples saw him When I was young, I didn't pursue it after a few words of advice at most.

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For ten days in a row, Zhao Zhijing taught Yang Guo a few mental formulas on time every day, and then he didn't care about him anymore, and he was happy and at ease.

Today Qiu Chuji said that he was going to test Yang Guo's homework for the past few days, so Zhao Zhijing asked him to recite to Qiu Chuji the mental formulas he had memorized for ten days. Yang Guo was smart, and he even praised Zhao Zhijing a few words, which made him very happy.

It's winter, Yang Guo has stayed in Chongyang Palace for almost nine months, and it has been more than half a year since Li Mochou left.

"I don't know how far Xiaoju has gone!"

In the past half a year, Zhao Zhijing really only taught Yang Guo the heart formula, but never taught him a single move, but it didn't affect him at all. Every day after Zhao Zhijing finished teaching the formula, Yang Guo secretly went to the backyard to watch other disciples practice. Occasionally ask a few questions about something I don't understand, and match the formulas and moves, and they are almost right.

Zhao Zhijing didn't teach Yang Guo the formulas today, but just said something to him: "Yang Guo, every three days before New Year's Eve, the disciples of our sect will compare martial arts to see how the disciples have progressed in the past year. You have to prepare well. For a while, don't lose face as a teacher, you know?"

Yang Guo glanced at him coldly, thinking: Your good days are coming to an end!

"You never taught me martial arts, what do you want me to prepare?"

"Bold! How did you talk to Wei Shi?" Hearing that Yang Guo didn't use honorific words when talking to him, Zhao Zhijing was furious, raised his hand and wanted to hit him, but suddenly stopped in the air, his heart sank: The boy is a bit abnormal today. Could it be that he deliberately lured me to make a move so that he could not play tomorrow due to illness?

In fact, Yang Guo didn't have any idea, he just didn't want to make false claims with him anymore, Zhao Zhijing didn't dare to do anything, if he was really bold, he could unlock the acupoints and restore his power in an instant, and he could just turn back if he poked him to death. Going out of Chongyang Palace, no one can do anything to him, but it will be a bit difficult for his master and Guo Jing to explain it!

"Hmph! Boy, I don't care about you today as a teacher, just arrive early tomorrow!"

After finishing speaking, he ignored Yang Guo and left on his own. In fact, Zhao Zhijing and Yang Guo didn't have any deep hatred. At first, they just wanted to avenge their defeat by Guo Jing! He punished Yang Guo a little, but as time went by, the more he looked at Yang Guo, the more he disliked him. Although Yang Guo was always respectful to him, he always felt that he had evil intentions, and gradually he really didn't dare to teach him martial arts easily.

Time passed, day and night, the sky was bright and the cold wind was howling. All the disciples stood under the martial arts stage and couldn't help shaking their hands. However, the disciples of the third generation and some disciples of the fourth generation who had successfully cultivated internal skills did not have much influence.

"Today, Junior Brother Zhen and Junior Brother Cui will preside over the Grand Competition together. I hope you will perform well. The master and all the masters will come in person in the future, and the disciples who perform outstandingly will be praised by the master. Now I Announcement, the competition begins!"

Zhao Zhijing has the highest martial arts among the three generations of disciples, and he has performed well recently, so Qiu Chuji made an exception and taught him the opportunity to host this year's contest. It is estimated that Nian Yang Guo's entry time is too short, and it is hard to say that he will not be allowed to play.

The Seven Sons of Quanzhen are the eldest brother Ma Yu, Tan Chuduan, Liu Chuxuan, Qiu Chuji, Wang Chuyi, Hao Datong and Sun Buer. Except for Tan Chuduan who was beaten to death by Ouyang Feng more than ten years ago, the other six are still alive, disciples and grandchildren. The seniority is divided into "Chuzhi Qingjing", Zhao Zhijing and others belong to the Zhizi generation, including Sun Buer's apprentice Chen Yaojia, who also belongs to the third generation of disciples, and Yang Guo, Lu Qingdu, etc. are all fourth-generation disciples.

Lu Qingdu is Zhao Zhijing's disciple and his loyal dog leg. He has wanted to bully Yang Guo for a long time these months, but Yang Guoniao doesn't care about him, and he doesn't dare to do too much, so he can only write it down secretly. It was his idea for Zhao Zhijing to let Yang Guo make a fool of himself.