Guo Yu clenched his fists and flew over the Zen staff, without any timidity.

"Bang!"

When there was a loud noise in the air, Darba's Zen Staff came out of his hand, and he quickly took a few steps back and sat on the ground.

"ah……"

Such an explosive scene shocked the heroes.

Unexpectedly, in just one move, Guo Yu caused a great loss to Darba, who was very skilled in martial arts.

"What a strong internal force." Guo Jing was also shocked, "Rong'er, who is he?"

"Brother Jing, you know this person too, let him tell you personally." Huang Rong kept it a secret.

In the distance, Darba struggled to get up and rushed towards Guo Yu again screaming.

In order to establish his authority, Guo Yu used the most ordinary Taizu long fist to greet Darba with the help of his loyalty.

For a moment, Darba was unable to resist and was beaten to the point of bruising and swollen with his nose and stars rising from his eyes.

"Okay, okay, good fight..."

The heroes in the courtyard were conquered by Guo Yu's power and cheered loudly.

"Enough." King Jinlun stood up from the chair with an ugly face, "The little disciple is not your opponent, you will win this game."

"Golden Wheel National Master, let's put the skills of weighing masters below to see if they are qualified to be the leader of the martial arts world in the Central Plains."

Guo Yu spoke all the way, without waiting for the response from the Golden Wheel Dharma King, and Kanglong directly blasted at him with regret.

"Boom!" King Jinlun did not react in a hurry, so he had to use his internal force to take action, and took two steps back to eliminate Guo Yu's offensive.

"Is this the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing?" The King of Golden Wheel's face became solemn.

"That's right, I wonder how many moves the master can take?"

Guo Yu raised his internal strength all over his body, bullied himself forward, and fought with King Jinlun to form a group.

Because it was at the home court of the Beggars' Sect, Guo Yu only used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to fight it.

The King of Golden Wheel practiced the magical power of the Tantric Buddhism, Dragon Elephant Prajna, and he also took a fierce path.

So the two of them fought with great momentum, and the true energy was stirred up in one move, which made the courtyard suddenly fly away from sand and stones, and it was in chaos.

"Rong'er, he made the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. Could it be that the Seventh Duke has accepted a new disciple?" Guo Jing was puzzled, "But it's not right. Several of the moves were completely different from those taught by the Seventh Duke."

"Brother Jing, don't guess it." Huang Rong covered her mouth and chuckled softly, "I don't know if the Seventh Master confiscates disciples, but Rong'er said that you have seen this young man before."

"One of the people I know, except for the master, the only one who will make the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms..." Guo Jing shook and stuttered, "Are you saying... he is... Yu'er?"

"That's right." Huang Rong nodded with a smile, "This brat sent me a message to me just now, and I realized it was him who came back."

"That's great." Guo Jing was in a state of sorrow and joy.

At this time, the two of them had already fought in the field, and they were both sides going back and forth, and various exquisite moves were greeting each other.

However, Guo Yu's internal strength was extremely deep, and the forehead of the Golden Wheel Dharma King gradually became full of heat. If he fought further down, the only one who lost was the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

So seeing that the situation was not good, the Golden Wheel Dharma King suddenly turned over and jumped out of the field, and jumped to the gate of Guiyunzhuang in one step.

"The donor's martial arts skills are indeed very powerful. I still have important things to do today. I will learn your master's skills again tomorrow." King Jinlun winked his companions and then fled out of the village.

Guo Yu did not force her to chase her, so she took a long breath and put away her internal strength.

He knew that if a master like the Golden Wheel Dharma King could not be kept easily as long as he wanted to leave.

"Go back and tell you the master." Guo Yu faced Darba with a tragic look on his face. "He would better go back and resign as the national teacher. If he continues to help the evil, he will die sooner or later."

Darba clasped his hands and agreed, drooped his body, and left with a group of minions.

As for the insidious villain Huo Du, he had long seen that the situation was not good and left secretly.

Guo Yu, who successfully completed the task, watched the Mongolians leave and turned around to meet Guo Jing and Huang Rong.

Suddenly, three figures were spotted at the corner of his eyes and jumped out of the wall.

"Dad, mom, I have something to deal with. Let's explain it to you later."

Guo Yu used a message to transmit them to the secret, and then he followed the Lingbo and chased outside the village.

"Hey, hey, why is the little hero leaving?" The heroes shouted when they saw Guo Yu disappear.

"This brat, you must make him look good when you come back." Huang Rong couldn't help but laugh and scold, and then she could only helplessly accompany Guo Jing to greet the heroes and continue to complete the hero conference.

...

"Swoosh!"

"It turned out that my grandfather came. I asked why the seventh and the others suddenly left."

Guo Yu chased him to the suburbs and was forced to retreat by a stone flying from highway.

"Hmph, you kid has been missing for many years, and now you have made such a big formation as soon as you come back. You are really capable." An old man in green flashed outside an old locust tree.

"Oh! Grandpa, it's all my grandson's fault, I'll let you punish you."

Guo Yu dared not refute and admitted his mistakes neatly.

"Yes, yes, it's time to teach this kid a lesson, and see how we are so angry with Huang Laoxie."

Hong Qigong also emerged, and Cheng Ying was standing behind him covering her mouth and laughing secretly.

"Uh." Guo Yu's face turned bitter and his head turned wildly, "Grandpa, Seventh Duke, how about I cook a delicious meal with my own hands in order to apologize to you? I'll guarantee you have never seen it."

"Are you sure?" Sure enough, when he heard the delicious food, Hong Qigong couldn't help it, "If you can let the old beggar eat well today, the old beggar personally settle your grandfather and parents."

"Okay, let's decide for all the seven masters."

Guo Yu and Cheng Ying settled Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong in the valley where Cheng Ying lived.

The next day, before dawn, the two of them went to the city together and bought a lot of vegetables, meat, pepper, cooking wine and other seasonings.

When I returned to the valley, it was almost noon.

Guo Yu set up a big pot in the yard and lit firewood.

Then pour in various ingredients and seasonings in steps, shake the spoon and stir it constantly.

"What the hell are you doing?" Hong Qigong was very curious, "The old beggar has never seen this cooking method."

Even Huang Yaoshi and Cheng Ying looked puzzled and looked at Guo Yu's movements with concentration.

"This is my own clear soup hotpot when I was in Tianshan."

Guo Yu explained to them, "I have seen a dietary method of the Mongolians. After being touched, I carefully studied and improved it, and eventually became my unique secret technique."

"It smells so good, you guys have some tricks." Gradually, an attractive fragrance came from the pot, and as Guo Yu stirred, it became more and more mellow.

Guo Yu tasted it in small mouth, "It's almost done, we can get on the chopsticks."

At this time, all three of them were impatient, and even Huang Yaoshi and Cheng Ying kept swallowing.

"Qian Gong." Guo Yu picked up a piece of mutton and gently rinsed it in the pot, and handed it to Hong Qigong's mouth, "Try how it can enter your mouth."

"Guji!" Hong Qigong bit his eyes slightly, slowly closed his eyes, and his body kept trembling, "It's so...so delicious."

Guo Yu picked up another piece, "Grandpa, please try it too."

"Well, that's good." Huang Yaoshi was still very arrogant.

Next, everyone was immersed in the side of this big pot and ate with relish, so happy.

"Yu'er."

Suddenly, Hong Qigong, who was sweating profusely, put away his chopsticks and asked Guo Yu: "I see that when you fought against King Jinlun yesterday, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms seemed to be different from the old beggars."

"The three palms behind are indeed different." Guo Yu admitted honestly, "Actually, this is passed down by my master Xiao Feng."

"Master was originally called Qiao Feng..."

Guo Yu told the story of the Tianlong Bazi to the three of them seriously.

"I didn't expect that our Beggars' Sect would have such a heroic senior." After hearing this, Hong Qigong was stunned and said to himself in a daze.

"Yes, the deeds of the three seniors are indeed very exciting." Huang Yaoshi also sighed softly, "Their life experience is really wonderful."

"Brother Guo, Mr. Xiao is so pitiful." Cheng Ying was a sentimental person, and her face was covered with tears.

"Yes." Guo Yu took a sip of wine, "In fact, it's very difficult for his master. The child died due to premature birth, and the master's wife later died."

"When the third uncle died of illness, the world is vast and there is only one person left. How sad."

"Otherwise, with the cultivation of Master Grand Master, it would be no difficult to live for decades."
Chapter completed!