Chapter 46

"As everyone knows, our Little Martial Uncle loves reading and basically stays in the Scripture Library; how could he possibly come down the mountain?!"

The seven Quanzhen disciples were furious again.

Guo Jing was dumbfounded; he had clearly just seen Li Changsheng, but these Quanzhen disciples said...

He always felt something was wrong, but didn't know where it was wrong.

"Is there a possibility that when your Little Martial Uncle left the Scripture Library, you didn't know at all?!"

Just then, Yang Guo seemed to have come back to his senses from some things just now and couldn't help but speak.

Once these words were spoken, Guo Jing suddenly realized; even he found it difficult to perceive Li Changsheng's arrival, let alone these Quanzhen disciples who were only at the Innate Realm.

"Uncle Guo, thanks to the care of you and Auntie Guo, it was my ignorance when I was young; I shouldn't have doubted that Uncle Guo and Auntie Guo had ulterior motives!"

"If Uncle Guo and Auntie Guo really had ulterior motives toward me, how could Uncle Guo treat me like his own son?!"

Yang Guo smiled self-deprecatingly, regretting his previous suspicion and illness.

Although Guo Jing really killed his biological father, firstly it was a mistake; secondly, from his mother's attitude when he was young, combined with the past events about his father that Li Changsheng said today.

Yang Guo also knew that his biological father, Yang Kang, was really not a good thing.

"Uncle Guo, Guo'er is unfilial and misunderstood you! Please forgive me!"

As his voice fell, Yang Guo looked at Guo Jing, his eyes complex, and he bowed directly, saluting earnestly.

He didn't doubt Li Changsheng's words; after all, these years in Xiangyang, although Auntie Guo was sometimes somewhat vigilant toward him, she was very gentle to him in most situations; Uncle Guo treated him even more like his own son.

Over these years, Yang Guo could feel that Guo Jing and Mu Nianci treated him sincerely.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Guo Jing looked at Yang Guo and found that Yang Guo's originally somewhat jumpy temperament had actually added a layer of steadiness, and he couldn't help but nod with relief.

Li Martial Uncle is worthy of being Li Martial Uncle; although he is young, what he said was deafening!

If Li Changsheng hadn't clarified all the truth today, after Yang Guo learned the truth from others later, I'm afraid... Guo Jing didn't dare to think any further.

It was precisely because of this that Guo Jing couldn't help but feel grateful to Li Changsheng in his heart and praised him secretly.

"Good! Good pair of thieves! Actually still acting in front of us!"

"Fellow Junior Brothers, don't talk nonsense with them anymore, take them down!"

Seeing this, the seven Quanzhen disciples thought Guo Jing and Yang Guo were acting, and couldn't help but be furious.

Swish! Swish! Swish...

Sword light filled the sky, and the seven Quanzhen disciples killed them directly.

Hum!

Seeing this, Guo Jing waved his big hand, and vaguely, there was a dragon cry shaking, and the wind was bulging, actually directly "pushing" these seven Quanzhen disciples away.

He was worried that these Quanzhen disciples would be injured, so he didn't use heavy hands.

"Good thief! No wonder you dare to be so fearless and break into our Quanzhen! What good martial arts!"

"Fellow Junior Brothers, Small Dipper Big Dipper Array!"

The leading Quanzhen disciple spoke.

"Yes!"

The Quanzhen disciples shouted, stepped on the seven stars, formed the Big Dipper array, and the sword light flickered, like starlight crisscrossing, turning into a large net of starlight, covering Guo Jing.

"Hmm?! What kind of array is this?! Seven Innate martial artists actually erupted with the power of a Grandmaster?!"

Guo Jing was surprised; under this array, seven Innate martial artists could actually contend with a Grandmaster?!

But he was calm and composed; after all, he was a Heavenly Man martial artist, and he was also powerful among Heavenly Men.

"This is the Small Dipper Big Dipper Array created by our Little Martial Uncle, drawing on the Heavenly Dipper Big Dipper Array!"

"Thief, don't you hurry to surrender!"

The seven Quanzhen disciples said very proudly.

Created by your Little Martial Uncle?!

This...

Guo Jing was secretly shocked; he didn't doubt the words of these Quanzhen disciples, but was moved by their words.

You must know that creating an array is extremely difficult, let alone popularizing it and using the weak to resist the strong.

And Li Changsheng, only eight years old, not only achieved the Great Grandmaster realm but also created an array, which was very shocking.

Boom!

Guo Jing slapped his palm across the sky, the starlight shattered, the long swords flew, and these seven Quanzhen disciples fell backward one after another, falling to the ground, gray-faced and dirt-faced.

"Thief is fierce! Call for reinforcements!"

A Quanzhen disciple shouted, issuing a warning.

Seeing this, Guo Jing didn't stop them, but stood with his hands behind his back, waiting quietly.

After all, he really was Guo Jing, not a thief who wanted to steal peerless Quanzhen martial arts.

Swish!

A figure, a middle-aged Daoist priest with a high crown and broad belt, holding a whisk, flew over rapidly.

This middle-aged Daoist priest was none other than the Changchun Patriarch, Qiu Chuji!

"Patriarch Qiu, the thief is fierce, suspected to be a Great Grandmaster, please take action quickly!"

Seeing Qiu Chuji arrive, the Quanzhen disciples shouted loudly.

"Disciple Guo Jing pays respects to Patriarch Qiu!"

Just then, Guo Jing stepped forward, stood with his fists cupped.

"Eh?! Jing'er!"

"Why are you here?!"

Qiu Chuji looked at the middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes in front of him, somewhat surprised.

"What?! Jing'er?!"

"Is... Guo... Guo Jing, Great Guo Daxia?!"

"Is this thief really... Great Guo Daxia?!"

"..."

Hearing Qiu Chuji's words, the seven Quanzhen disciples stiffened, astonished, and were directly dumbfounded.

"Not bad! This person is exactly Guo Jing, Great Guo Daxia, who has guarded Xiangyang for more than ten years!"

Qiu Chuji nodded affirmatively, but immediately frowned slightly, "What's going on with the thief you mentioned?!"

"Patriarch Qiu! This matter is not the fault of the several Daoist priests!"

"It was just a misunderstanding..."

Guo Jing's face turned red, and he explained everything from his accidental shattering of the stone tablet, his meeting with Li Changsheng, to the misunderstanding by the Quanzhen disciples.

"So that's it!"

"Little Martial Uncle is also too... naughty!"

"Since he knew you were in trouble, he should have just explained it to these disciples, but he had to be so... sigh!"

Upon hearing this, Qiu Chuji shook his head slightly, feeling somewhat of a headache; he didn't expect that Li Changsheng was involved in this.

Guo Jing smiled awkwardly and stood aside without interrupting.

Qiu Chuji waved his big hand, let the seven Quanzhen disciples leave, and took Guo Jing up the mountain, asking as they walked, "Right! Jing'er, why did you suddenly come to Quanzhen?!"

Guo Jing's expression became serious, and he said solemnly, "Patriarch Qiu, Guo Jing has come up the mountain this time to seek help for two things!"