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At this moment, Hong Qigong on the other side of the river is not only anxious, but also anxious. Soon after Guo Huang and the others left, he also heard the sound of the kite from the other side, and knew that this was the stunt of his old rival and old poison, and he couldn't help but worry about the two dolls who went to catch fish in the river. When he hurried to the riverside, Guo Jing and Huang Rong were gone, and he was even more anxious. It's just that he is not good at water, and he can't find boats and rafts in a hurry, so he can't do anything about it.

Like ants on a hot pot, they were spinning around by the river, and suddenly heard a few loud long chirps in the air. When he looked up, Rao was well-informed and dumbfounded. But I saw two huge white-feathered eagles flying down from the sky, and the eagles were carrying people on their backs, and on the back of one of the eagles was Guo Jing and Huang Rong whom he had remembered for a long time.

"Seven Princes!" Huang Rong on the back of the eagle waved her hand proudly and excitedly.

When the double eagle landed, Huang Rong jumped off the back of the eagle and ran to Hong Qigong's side, and without waiting for him to ask, he told Fang Cai about it in a vivid voice.

"You mean, these two boys joined forces to defeat Ouyang Feng's old poison?" Hong Qigong asked dumbfounded.

"It's not false at all," Huang Rong and You Rongyan nodded and smiled, "His strange-looking iron staff and the two strange snakes coiled on the staff were all broken by Brother Meng's sword!" ”

Hong Qigong was speechless for a long time, imagining the situation when Ouyang Feng, who was as famous as himself, was killed by two juniors and retreated, and couldn't help but feel some sad feelings about the death of rabbits and foxes, and secretly sighed that it was really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves.

Meng Xunzhen came forward to greet Hong Qigong. When Hong Qigong saw Meng Xunzhen, his eyes flashed with goblins, and he was shocked in his heart. With his eyesight, he could naturally see that Meng Xunzhen's martial arts attainments had reached an extremely high level, and he was only one step away from his own level. And this kid seems to have gained a lot in the battle with the old poison. In time, there is no doubt that he will take this step alongside the few top masters in the world. Thinking of this, Hong Qigong sighed, and his eyes showed envy: "Brother Wang Dao has accepted a good apprentice!" ”

"The seniors are too famous," Meng Xunzhen smiled slightly, "The second brother's mind is pure and unhindered, and his personality is the most persevering. Although the younger generation does not dare to be arrogant, they also have to admit that among the peers, the only one who can compare with the younger generation is the righteous brother! ”

"That's not a bad thing." Hong Qigong nodded again and again with a smile, "Jing'er, this kid looks stupid at first glance, but in fact, he is wise and foolish, and his achievements in the future are indeed unlimited!" ”

Guo Jing listened to the two of them praise himself, his face was a little hot, and he wanted to be modest, but he really didn't know what to say. At that time, Huang Rong's eyebrows on the side danced, and she was even more proud than hearing others praise herself.

If the fish is not caught, the rice still has to be eaten. Meng Xunzhen went hunting with double eagles, and after a while, he grabbed an elk from the nearby mountains and forests and threw it out of the air. At that moment, Guo Jing took the deer, and everyone returned to the inn in a town called "Jiangmiao Town" where Hong Qigong and Guo Huang stayed these days.

Early the next morning, Meng Xunzhen got up and went to a pine forest outside the town to practice his sword. He first randomly compared a few basic postures, and then practiced the Tai Chi swordsmanship all the way unhurriedly, one move at a time.

Hong Qigong, Guo Jing, and Huang Rong all stood aside to watch Meng Xunzhen practice swords, and after watching for a while, Huang Rong pouted very boredly and said, "No wonder Brother Meng doesn't avoid us at all when he practices swords." Such slow, soft, and powerless swordsmanship, of course, is not afraid of being stolen by others! ”

"Rong'er, don't talk nonsense!" Hong Qigong reprimanded her, but his eyes were firmly fixed on Meng Xunzhen's sword path and refused to move away for a moment, and he muttered in his mouth, "I can't imagine that the Quanzhen Sect still has such a wonderful sword technique, why didn't Wang Chongyang use it when Huashan was discussing swords?" But I don't know what kind of name this swordsmanship is called? ”

Guo Jing answered his question: "Qigong, I saw my eldest brother practice this set of swordsmanship when I was in the desert. The eldest brother said that he had figured it out by himself, and the name was 'Taiji Sword'. But he now makes him look much better than he used to. ”

"It's actually this kid's own swordsmanship?" Hong Qigong was taken aback, and said in amazement, "Sure enough, he is a first-class person with ghost talents, it seems that two years later, when Huashan discusses the sword, there will be one more strong opponent." It's really a good swordsmanship, when it's a big white! As he spoke, he took off the big wine gourd around his waist and took a sip of it. Obviously, for him, being able to appreciate such a wonderful sword technique is like tasting a rare delicacy, which is really a great pleasure in life.

Hearing Hong Qigong praise Meng Xunzhen's swordsmanship so much, Huang Rongke understood how to think carefully, and thought: "Since this swordsmanship is so powerful, why don't I memorize it and secretly teach it to Brother Jing in the future." He stopped talking at the moment, watched Meng Xunzhen make a sword, and memorized every move and style with his unforgettable smart mind.

But seeing that Meng Xunzhen used all the way to the "Tai Chi Sword" and then used all the way to the sword, he still danced slowly and slowly, as if it was deliberately convenient for Huang Rong to steal moves. Huang Rong remembered while asking Guo Jing: "Brother Jing, what kind of swordsmanship is Brother Meng using now?" ”

"This is still the Taiji Sword just now!" Before Guo Jing could speak, Hong Qigong spoke first. He looked at Meng Xunzhen's swordsmanship with a solemn face, and said to Huang Rong without looking back, "Girl, you don't have to bother to learn Meng Xiaozi's swordsmanship." Since he dares you to see it, he is not afraid that you will learn secretly. The essence of this way of swordsmanship lies in the sword intent rather than the sword move, if you can't understand the meaning of his sword's 'circle and turn, endless', only learning the sword move is useless! ”

Huang Rong's thief was exposed on the spot, and her pretty face turned slightly red, but she immediately hit a rake and said: "Qigong, since you can tell the sword intent of this Taiji sword, have you secretly learned this set of swordsmanship?" ”

"Phew, you girl is a thief with the heart of a thief, and I always call the belly of flowers!" Hong Qigong scolded with a smile, and then said with a red face, "This is the best internal swordsmanship, not the way to call the old flower." Always ask the flower to look at it, it is like scratching the itch of the boot, although you know its subtlety, you can't use it. ”

Huang Rong clapped her hands and smiled: "It turns out that you don't want to steal, but you can't steal like Rong'er!" ”

They were joking here, Meng Xunzhen used the Tai Chi swordsmanship all the way nine times, and the number of moves each time was absolutely the same as the last time. When the ninth sword technique was finished, he suddenly let out a clear roar from his mouth, and the Ziwei soft sword move in his hand changed again, each sword was stabbed out in an arc and retracted in an arc, drawing circles in the air, these circles are large and small, positive and negative, straight and oblique, the whole set of swordsmanship is composed of these circles of different shapes, it can be said that it is just a move from beginning to end, but this move is endless.

"It's done! What a Meng boy! Hong Qigong applauded, shook his head and sighed, "The old poison really stole chickens and rice this time, not only can he not grab the "Nine Yin True Scripture", but he can't kill Meng Xiaozi, but he will greatly fulfill him!" ”

Meng Xunzhen put away the sword and stood still, closed his eyes and meditated for a moment, and when he opened his eyes again, his face showed a heartfelt joy. At this time, if he fights with the old poison again, he is still inferior in terms of skill, but he is no longer inferior in terms of moves, with this, it is hopeless for him to win, and it is impossible for the old poison to kill him.

Hong Qigong used the excuse of celebrating Meng Xunzhen's swordsmanship, and forced Huang Rong to rectify a sumptuous banquet, Huang Rong didn't know what to think about, but he didn't prevaricate, and went back to the inn with a smile. At lunchtime, she came with a large food box in each hand, first spread a large oilcloth on the ground, and then brought out the dishes from the food box, each of which was beautiful in color and aroma, which made people feel appetizing.

After serving, the four of them sat on the ground, and Hong Qigong contributed the wine in his gourd to share with everyone. After three rounds of drinking, Huang Rong suddenly raised her glass to Meng Xunzhen, and said with a smile: "Brother Meng, can I ask you to succeed in one thing?" ”

Hong Qigong said with a smile: "I said why are you little girl so diligent today, making so many good dishes at once." It turns out that courtesy must be demanded by others. ”

Meng Xunzhen smiled and said: "Sooner or later, everyone is their own person, Miss Huang has something to say, just say it." ”

Huang Rong's face was slightly red when he said "his own people", and he unconsciously glanced at Guo Jing before saying, "Can you lend me the "Nine Yin True Scripture" that Brother Meng took from Mei Feng that day?" ”

"Rong'er is talking nonsense, Meng boy, don't take her seriously!" Hong Qigong was worried that Meng Xun was really angry, so he hurriedly reprimanded Huang Rong. He asked himself, if he had a martial arts treasure such as the "Nine Yin True Scripture" hidden on his body, and someone came up like Huang Rong and asked for it, he would never give that person a good face.

Huang Rong muttered unconvinced: "What's the matter?" What's more, the scriptures are also my father's things! ”

"Nonsense!" Hong Qigong shook his head again and again, "Back then, we were five people, the East Evil, the West Poison, the Southern Emperor, the Northern Beggar, and the Zhongshentong, and we met at the top of Huashan to discuss the sword competition to decide the ownership of the scriptures. In the end, it was Chongyang Zhenren who took the lead and won the honor of the true scripture and the 'first in the world'. In this case, there is no doubt that this "Nine Yin True Scripture" belongs to the Quanzhen Sect, what does it have to do with Huang Laoxi? ”

"The Seven Princes don't know," Meng Xunzhen said with a playful smile on his face, "Although this Nine Yin True Scripture is owned by my Quanzhen Sect, it is not wrong to say that it is a thing of Peach Blossom Island?" ”

Seeing that everyone was at a loss, he said again: "This matter is a long story, and now that there is time, I will talk about the causes and causes of this matter." At that moment, he started with Huang Shang's research and creation of the "Nine Yin True Scripture" for revenge, and the true scripture appeared in the world, and the five absolute masters discussed the sword and seized the scripture; Wang Chongyang faked his death, and the Western Poison Seizure was frustrated; Zhou Botong was deceived by Huang Yaoshi and his wife, and angrily destroyed the true scriptures and other things. There are so many martial arts secrets, many of which are unheard of even by Hong Qigong, and they can all be heard.

At the end, Meng Xunzhen said: "Although the lord of Huangdao used a strategy back then, he was really trustworthy and did not look at the original text of the true scripture. The scriptures he later obtained were silently recorded by Madame Huang. And Mrs. Huang can never forget it, that is also her own ability. Miss Huang, if you have the heart to recover this scripture on behalf of Lingzun, I can make the decision for you to transcribe this scripture. It's just that I have one thing to ask you, and I ask you not to hide it. ”

Huang Rong was overjoyed and said: "Brother Meng asks, little sister must know everything." ”

Meng Xunzhen said: "When my uncle Zhou Botong learned that he had been deceived, he went to Peach Blossom Island to question Ling Zun, and he never returned. Uncle Zhou has always had a good relationship with Ling Zun, and we never suspected that Ling Zun would poison him. What is his current situation, please ask the girl to make it clear. ”

Huang Rong hesitated for a moment, but finally told the truth: "That old naughty boy has been trapped by my father in a cave on Peach Blossom Island all these years, I don't know the specific reason, it seems that he annoyed my father by talking nonsense in front of my mother's spirit back then." The reason why I ran away from home was because when I slipped away to play with the old urchin, I showed up to my father, and he scolded me so badly that I sneaked away in a fit of rage. ”

"I see," Meng Xunzhen nodded, took out the scripture from his arms and handed it to Huang Rongdao, "Girl, you can take it and copy it yourself, and return it to me after copying." ”

"It doesn't have to be that much trouble." Huang Rong pursed her lips and smiled, took the scripture and unfolded it to read. After about half an hour, she closed her eyes and pondered for a moment, then took a cup of tea to quickly read the scriptures, her face slightly tired, and said with a smile, "It is finished!" Then he returned the scriptures to Meng Xunzhen.

Guo Jing's eyes widened and asked, "Rong'er, have you already memorized it?" ”

Huang Rong smiled and nodded, with a slight smug look on her face.

Meng Xunzhen took the scriptures and said, "Miss Huang, I know that you are planning for my righteous brother and want him to practice the kung fu in the scriptures." But the second volume of this canon only records the use of various stunts, and the secrets of rooting the foundation and practicing internal skills are all included in the first volume. If you rashly practice the kung fu in the next volume, and practice the upright Taoist kung fu to the evil path like the black wind, I am afraid that it will cause great damage to the body. ”

Huang Rong was peeped through, her face couldn't help but blush, she had memorized the true scriptures in her heart, and naturally knew that what Meng Xunzhen said was true, and she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in her heart.

Meng Xunzhen was not in a hurry to put away the scriptures, he turned his head to look at Hong Qigong, raised the scriptures in his hand, and said with a smile: "Qigong, do you want to see this martial arts treasure book that attracted countless masters to sacrifice their lives to fight for it back then, and led your five masters Huashan to discuss swords?" ”