I am Zhao Zhijing, a poor Taoist priest, and I have disciples all over the world.

Chapter 42: The Troubles of Young Yang Guo

Zhao Zhijing listened silently until he heard the words "Senior brother, please punish me on your behalf", then he glanced at Shen Zhifan.

Doesn't sound true.

The old lady Sun in the ancient tomb really had no good feelings towards the Quanzhen Sect, and even cursed Taoist Chongyang.

But firstly, Shen Zhifan said that you couldn’t see anything in that gloomy woods, and secondly, if the two sides really started arguing, Old Lady Sun would most likely take action.

How can I let you come back so easily?
Those two jade bee needles I received were not in vain.

In all likelihood, he did it on purpose, just to see what I had to say.

"Brother Shen, your words are too serious. However, there are teachings left by our ancestors in the sect. Besides, people like us who practice Taoism should not argue with each other. Why should we argue with a woman like her?"

Shen Zhifan didn't get the answer he wanted, and he felt that Senior Brother Zhao was indeed becoming more and more difficult to figure out.

If no one in Wang Chuyi's lineage can inherit the Quanzhen Sect, they will be neglected in the future. It seems necessary to use some means to sound a warning to Senior Brother Zhao.

"Junior brother, I will follow your instructions."

Shen Zhifan had other plans, so he responded with a tone that was not in his mind. He made an excuse that he had to patrol the mountain, and left with his disciples.

Zhao Zhijing looked at the two disciples following him, one was called Ji Qingxu and the other was called Pi Qingxuan.

Later, because he looked at Lu Wushuang's legs, he had his ears cut off.

These two people were not disciples of Shen Zhifan, but disciples of Chen Zhiquan, a disciple of Liu Chuxuan. Chen Zhiquan had one arm cut off by Huo Shigen's men, and is still recuperating.

"Man'er, it's getting dark, let's go back."

Seeing that it was getting late, Zhao Zhijing greeted Guan Man'er, who obeyed. The master and his disciple turned around and left in the cold wind.

"Master, when will my sister come again?"

Zhao Zhijing calculated the date and estimated that when Guan Shengnan came again, it would be the twelfth lunar month. Maybe she would take Guan Maner back to Changhong Escort Agency to celebrate the New Year.

"It will be soon, soon. When Chongyang Palace is full of lanterns, your sister will be here."

In the blink of an eye, it was the twelfth lunar month, and Guan Shengnan arrived a few days earlier than expected.

"Master Zhao, my father told me that this is Man'er's first year in your religion, so he should spend the New Year in Chongyang Palace."

"Here is my father's handwritten letter. Please open it yourself, Taoist Zhao."

The last time he came, Zhao Zhijing had already told Guan Shengnan that Guan Maner had taken the first step in cultivation and successfully circulated the internal energy in his body.

Guan Shengnan was naturally very happy and thanked him repeatedly. She would definitely tell her father Guan Changhong about it after returning.

This handwritten letter is probably Guan Changhong's thank-you letter.

"In addition, there are these shoes, socks and clothes for the New Year. They are a little gift from Changhong Escort Agency. Taoist Zhao, please don't refuse."

This time when Guan Shengnan went up the mountain, she brought several large packages of gifts, all of which were winter clothes, shoes and socks to keep warm. She was quite thoughtful.

Zhao Zhijing originally didn't plan to accept it, but when he heard Guan Shengnan say that they were just daily clothes and not any valuable gold or silver, he thought that this was truly a thoughtful gesture from Guan Changhong and his daughter, so he nodded and accepted it.

"Thank you, Chief Escort Guan and Miss Guan. Please forgive me for my rudeness."

There were quite a lot of gifts, so Zhao Zhijing asked the disciples who were accompanying him to go back and called some other fellow disciples to come and move them away.

Guan Shengnan still behaved like a man. He clasped his fists, bowed, apologized, and then pulled Guan Man'er aside to talk.

Soon, Lu Qingdu, Yang Guo and other disciples arrived one after another. After receiving the gifts, they thanked Guan Shengnan one by one. Yang Guo was the youngest, so he was the last one to arrive. When the other brothers were carrying the gifts back, he looked at Guan Man'er and Guan Shengnan, the brother and sister, and suddenly felt a little bitter.

"Master."

Yang Guo looked sad and asked in a low voice, "Why didn't Uncle Guo come to see me?"

When on Peach Blossom Island, Yang Guo could feel that neither Huang Rong, Guo Fu, nor the Wu brothers liked him.

But Uncle Guo still took good care of him. However, after he came to Chongyang Palace, half a year passed in the blink of an eye, and there was no sign of him, not even a single letter.

There are many things involved here, and one can only say that it is fate that plays tricks on people. Although Zhao Zhijing knows the cause of death of Yang Guo's father Yang Kang, he cannot tell him directly.

At that moment, I could only comfort him: "I think there is a letter, but Peach Blossom Island and Chongyang Palace are more than a thousand miles apart, and it is a chaotic time of year down in the mountain, so it is normal that it cannot be delivered."

If it were an ordinary child, he might have believed it, but Yang Guo was quick-witted and immediately guessed that his master was trying to comfort him.

I had never met the master before, but he was able to let go of the past grudges and teach me everything he knew and protect me in every way.

How come Uncle Guo and Aunt Guo, who are close friends of Daddy, only want to stay away from me?
Yang Guo lowered his head, unable to understand the reason. Zhao Zhijing saw his expression and patted him gently on the shoulder.

"Before I went down the mountain, I made some friends in the martial arts world, including Elder Lu Youjiao of the Beggars' Sect."

"Guo'er, why don't you write a letter and tell me about your recent situation? I will ask someone to give it to my friends in the Beggars' Sect and ask them to present it to Elder Lu."

"Your Aunt Guo is the leader of the Beggars' Sect. Elder Lu will hand over the matter. I don't think anything will go wrong."

Young people's emotions come and go quickly. When he heard that his master wanted to help, he felt that he was being too pretentious.

"No need, Master. Even if I pass it on, Aunt Guo may not want to see it."

"It would be better for me to concentrate on my training, and then let them have a good look at me when we meet again!"

Yang Guo made up his mind, bowed deeply to Zhao Zhijing, then picked up the package and turned back to Chongyang Palace.

Zhao Zhijing could more or less guess what he was thinking. Yang Guo was a passionate child with a bit of arrogance in his temperament, and he didn't want to be looked down upon the most.

I am feeling angry now, and I am afraid that I will hold back my energy and make a big splash in the year-end competition.

Guan Shengnan had finished talking to her brother. Seeing that it was getting late and she had to rush back to Xianyang today, she came over to say goodbye to Zhao Zhijing.

After seeing off Guan Shengnan and her group, Zhao Zhijing returned with Guan Man'er and began to think about the year-end competition.

Now it was almost New Year's Eve, and Qiu Chuji and Wang Chuyi and their companions had not yet returned to the mountain. However, news had already been received that the matter of Li Mochou had been resolved, and they would be returning to the mountain soon.

Zhao Zhijing knew clearly that Li Mochou knew that she was no match for Qiu Chuji and the others, so she resorted to some tricks.

He picked Sun Buer, who had the lowest martial arts skills, and wanted to compete with him according to the rules of martial arts. As a result, he secretly used the Ice Soul Silver Needle to poison Sun Buer.

On the contrary, he took the initiative to visit and offered the antidote. The toxicity of the Ice Soul Silver Needle was extremely strong. Qiu Chuji and others could not cure it, and they could not watch Sun Buer die, so they had to accept it.

In this case, even if he accepted Li Mochou's favor, according to the rules of the martial arts world he could not make things difficult for her, so he had to do nothing.

What’s even more interesting is that this group of old Taoists returned with failure, and instead of thinking that they should have returned to Chongyang Palace to take charge after being away for about half a year, they went to Taihang Mountains together to relieve their worries.

In this regard, Zhao Zhijing could only say one thing.

"Should."

(End of this chapter)