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When the strong enemy outside the temple arrived, the master of a lamp in the meditation room had also heard it, but he didn't pay attention to it at all, and still focused on opening up the meridians for Meng Xunzhen with the "One Yang Finger" divine skill.

At this time, the eight veins of Meng Xunzhen's Strange Meridian were only left with veins that had not been opened. Among the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, the remaining seven veins are all up and down exchanges, only the belt veins are around the body, and the waist passes, like a belt, which is named "belt vein". This vein has the effect of restricting the longitudinal flow of the veins and making them harmonious and supple. With a vein, then all veins are safe.

There are only eight acupuncture points on the belt veins, but the time it takes for the master of one lamp to point the acupoints is longer than the time it takes to open up the other seven veins combined. He seemed to have a hard time when he came out of his fingers, his mouth was panting, his body was shaking, and his forehead was dripping with sweat, and the sweat was dripping down the tips of his two long eyebrows, and he couldn't support it. Meng Xunzhen has entered the realm of forgetting things and me, and is unaware of the external situation, while Mu Nianci not only heard the arrival of a strong enemy outside, but also saw the tired state of Master Yilan, and was even more worried about Ailang's safety, and the anxiety and worry in his heart were inexplicable.

When Qiu Qianren broke into the temple and exchanged hands with Guo Jing and Huang Rong, Master Yideng finally finished the last acupoint of Meng Xunzhen's vein. He sat down cross-legged on the futon, his face pale and his robes wet, evidently exhausted. And Meng Xunzhen was still sitting on the bamboo chair, motionless, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Brother Meng!" Mu Nianci rushed forward and tried to call out with apprehension.

Meng Xunzhen slowly opened his eyes, looked at Mu Nianci with a look of concern and worry on his face, and said with a slight smile: "I'm fine, you go to see the master, and feed the master the Jiuhua Yulu Pill that the Lord of Huangdao gave you." ”

After that, he took out a small jade bottle from his arms, poured out the five "Blue Blood Pills" that he had treasured so far, and put them into his mouth together, closing his eyes again, and breathing his luck.

Mu Nianci remembered that he only cared about Ailang's safety, and he ignored Master Yideng who was greatly injured in order to save Meng Xunzhen, and he was very ashamed in his heart. Hurriedly took out a jade bottle from his arms, turned around and came to Master Yideng, and said, "Master, the Lord of Huangdao expected that you would be very tired after healing Brother Meng, so he first took a bottle of the 'Jiuhua Jade Dew Pill' that he personally refined and gave it to me, and asked me to take it for the master afterwards." ”

"Okay," Master Yideng said happily, "Senior Brother Medicine is still thoughtful, and he actually prepared this wonderful medicine for me in advance." Back then, Huashan was talking about swords, and our brothers were fighting weakly, and Senior Brother Yao once took out this medicine for everyone to take together, and it was really effective. ”

Mu Nianci immediately got a glass of water from the kettle on the next case, and the master of the costume lamp swallowed the more than 20 "Jiuhua Yulu Pills" in the bottle. Master Yilan breathed a little, and his face really improved a lot. Mu Nianci's heart calmed down for a while, and when he turned his head to look at Meng Xunzhen, his heart was raised again, and he asked in a trembling voice: "Master, Brother Meng, he is nothing, right?" ”

Master Yideng glanced at it and saw that Meng Xunzhen's face turned from white to red, and then from red to white after a while, so it changed continuously. There was a look of appreciation on his face, and he said with a smile: "Don't worry, Meng Xian's nephew's injury has healed, and at this moment, he is taking the opportunity of the eight veins of the Qi Jing being opened by me to hit the third layer of the 'Innate Gong'." This is a rare opportunity, so don't bother him. ”

"What about the enemy outside?" Mu Nianci changed his worry again.

"The person outside is Qiu Qianren, the world's master of 'Iron Palm Water Floating'," Master Yideng was calm, "The martial arts of Guo and Huang are very good, and it is not a problem to stop Qiu Qianren within a hundred moves." After waiting for a hundred moves, Meng Xian's nephew should also be done. ”

Sure enough, when Qiu Qianren used cunning to get rid of Guo and Huang and rushed towards the meditation room, Mu Nianci was about to step forward to stop regardless of life and death, a breeze swept by, she only felt a flower in front of her, and a tall back like a mountain appeared in front of her, and the sword light flashed a few times and forced the wolf to retreat.

"Brother Meng?" Mu Nianci rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and looked back at the bamboo chair, but saw that the chair was already empty. A breeze blew through the window, and the bamboo chair suddenly crumbled and shattered, turning into fine powder and scattering.

Meng Xunzhen turned around and showed a bright smile to Mu Nianci, and said softly, "Wait for me to come back." Then he lifted the bamboo curtain and walked out the door. At this moment, he only felt that his whole body was extremely comfortable, and his pure innate true qi flowed naturally in the meridians of his body like a stream of warm and cool water. Just now, he finally broke through and stood up and entered the third level of "innate skill". In a comfortable mood, I couldn't help but smile with Qiu Qianren.

"Are you Meng Xunzhen?" Failure was accomplished, Qiu Qianren asked in a deep voice with a blue face. At the beginning, Qiu Qianzhang suffered a lot from Meng Xunzhen in Guiyunzhuang, and ran back to the Iron Palm Gang to cry to his younger brother, asking him to personally go out to avenge himself. But what Qiu Qianren was most disgusted with was that his brother was swaggering and deceiving outside under his own name, and after learning about this, he told Qiu Qianzhang again, but he just kept Meng Xunzhen in mind.

Meng Xunzhen walked slowly, walked to the opposite of Qiu Qianren and stood still, and said coldly: "Qiu Qianren, since you didn't dare to participate in the first Huashan Sword Debate back then, you should honestly hide in your Iron Palm Peak with your tail between your legs. Today, he dared to run out and make waves, did he worship the golden man as the master, and his courage was also greater? ”

Qiu Qianren was embarrassed and angry, and shouted: "The kid is vain and the benefits of his tongue, look at the palm!" "Dipping into the palms, the body follows the palm into the front of the bully, the iron palm is a style of "heaven and earth", a face door, a lower abdomen, fierce and spicy.

Meng Xunzhen raised his sword to fight back, and the Ziwei soft sword conjured up a layer of sword curtain in front of him to block the enemy's palms, and then the sword light was divided into three purple rays, stabbing Qiu Qianren's upper, middle and lower three ways.

Qiu Qianren closed his palm and changed his momentum, grabbed the sword with his left hand, and pressed his heart with his right palm, both offensive and defensive.

The two fought fast, and the palms and shadows of the sword were intertwined into a big net that could not be splashed with water, which made Guo Jing and Huang Rong, who were watching the battle from the sidelines, dizzy.

In the blink of an eye, a hundred moves have passed, and the more Qiu Qianren fights, the more frightened he becomes. In the process of fighting, the opponent's swordsmanship seems to be improving all the time, and every bit of progress is aimed at his own iron palm kung fu, and gradually he can't help but have a thought that he can't believe, the opponent seems to be in order to restrain his own iron palm kung fu is creating a set of swordsmanship.

Meng Xunzhen made the "palm-breaking style" in "Dugu Nine Swords", and what he broke was the kung fu on his fists and feet. The world's boxing, legs, fingering, and palm techniques are incomparably complex, and if you say that with a single move of swordsmanship, you will have all the long fists and short punches, grab the points, eagle claws and tiger claws, iron sand divine palms, and all kinds of fists and feet will be broken, it seems to be a fantasy. But the subtlety of "Dugu Nine Swords" is that this is a set of swordsmanship that can be continuously improved and never ended. The first type of the nine swords, the "general formula", uses the 64 hexagrams of the I Ching to expound the fundamental methods of using the sword, such as the angle of the sword, the strength of the luck, etc., and the remaining eight types of sword rules expound the basic principles and ways to crack all kinds of martial arts in the world. Every time you encounter a new martial art, one of the last eight styles can be combined with the "general formula" to derive the corresponding restraint sword moves. The martial arts in the world are endless, and the restraint methods in the "Dugu Nine Swords" are also endless. At this moment, Meng Xunzhen is combining the "general formula" and the "broken palm style" to break all the iron palms that Qiu Qianren relied on to run rampant in the world.

The two fought more than 100 moves, Meng Xunzhen's sword moves were still endless, and they were endless, but Qiu Qianren gradually felt that this pair of iron palms could not deal with it, and he was like a little insect trapped in a spider web at the moment, constantly being entangled by the invisible spider silk pulled out by the opponent's sword moves.

"If you don't leave at this time, I'm afraid that you won't be able to leave later." This thought flashed through Qiu Qianren's heart, and he suddenly had the idea of retreating.

In the fierce battle, Meng Xunzhen broke off and shouted: "Go! The purple sword light skyrocketed.

Immediately, seeing Qiu Qianren dragging a puddle of blood like flying away, Meng Xunzhen also staggered back a few steps.

"Big brother!" Guo Jing was afraid that Meng Xun was really wrong, so he hurriedly rushed forward to take a look.

Meng Xunzhen waved his hand and said, "I'm fine, I just fought hard with Qiu Qianren, and my breath was a little uncomfortable." ”

Huang Rong asked, "Brother Meng, did you hurt Qiu Qianren?" ”

Meng Xunzhen nodded first, and then said with some regret: "This old man is too cunning, and when he senses that things are not good, he wants to retreat, forcing me to use a killing move in advance." Because the time was not yet ripe, the sword only wounded his arm, but did not kill him. ”

Huang Yaoshi and others outside also returned to the temple, and it turned out that Ouyang Feng and King Jinlun saw Qiu Qianren escaped from the temple with injuries, and knew that today's plan had failed. Both of them can be called old treacherous and cunning, and they both chose to withdraw and fly back. Hong Qigong and Huang Yaoshi were concerned about the situation in the temple, and they were worried about the four injured people of fishing, woodcutter, ploughing, and reading, and they did not entangle and chase after them. The martial arts of the four people of fishing, wood, farming, and reading are not weak, and they are all lucky to resist and retreat when they are in the palm, plus Qiu Qianren's mind is not on them, and the palm is to exert the killer with all his strength, so although their injuries are not light, they are not at risk of life. After Huang Yaoshi first connected the broken bones to them, and then fed each of them a "Nine Flowers Jade Dew Pill", the four of them were able to support each other to stand up and walk.

When everyone came to the temple, they saw Meng Xun really standing in the courtyard and talking to Guo Jing and Huang Rong, and they knew that his injuries had healed. Hong Qigong and Huang Yaoshi came to ask them about the experience of drinking Qiu Qianren, but fishing, woodcutting, farming, and reading were more concerned about whether the master was okay. They were just about to visit the meditation room, but they saw Master Yideng and Mu Nianci walking out of the meditation room. When they saw that although the master's face was slightly pale, his steps were still steady, they all rushed forward to greet him.

Master Yideng said with a smile: "Don't worry, the master has already taken the 'Jiuhua Yulu Pill' carefully refined by the Lord of Huangdao, and although the lost power and vitality are difficult to recover for a while, the body is no longer in serious trouble. ”

Fishing, wood, farming, and reading had just taken the "Jiuhua Yulu Pill", and they knew that this elixir had an extraordinary effect, so they were relieved.

That night, Meng Xunzhen came alone to see Master Yideng and presented the transcribed "General Outline of the Nine Yin True Scriptures".

Master Yideng knew that Ouyang Feng, Qiu Qianren and others were very jealous of him, and the sooner he recovered his strength, the sooner he would be safe, so he did not prevaricate. He skimmed through the mental tips that were not more than 1,000 words, and sighed: "That senior in yellow clothes is really a pedant. I thought that what I was practicing was Buddhist kung fu, which would conflict with the Taoist internal skills described in the scriptures, but when I looked at the general outline, I realized that martial arts had reached the highest level, and it was actually the same way! The wisdom and insight of the predecessors, I and other juniors are really far behind. ”

Sighing for a while, he said to Meng Xunzhen again: "The monks should have cut off the fate of the earth, but the old man has two things on his mind and has been haunted by them. The virtuous nephew was blessed by misfortune this time, and now the martial arts are no longer under our old guys, and he is generous and chivalrous, and he has the style of a teacher. The old man wants to entrust these two things, and I don't know if the virtuous nephew is willing to respond. ”

Meng Xun had a slight thought in his heart, and he had some speculation, and said solemnly: "Uncle Shi has orders, and the little nephew is duty-bound!" ”