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Although Meng Xunzhen was not naïve enough to shout a righteous declaration such as "death to the thief" before making a move, but directly killed the killer without saying a word, but the monk was not only skillful, but also extremely alert and cunning, as soon as the window sash broke, he grabbed the clothes on the girl's chest on the bed with his hand, and pulled her whole person in the direction of the window.

"What a cunning fellow!" Meng Xunzhen saw that the sword he stabbed under the side of the monk immediately turned into a stab at the back of the girl's heart, and he scolded angrily in his heart, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the right hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and an incomparably pure innate true qi penetrated into the sword body. The internal force was everywhere, and the divine weapon made of refined steel in his hand suddenly twisted like a soft ribbon, and the tip of the sword that could be stained with the girl's vest clothes slid to the left and to the side, passing through the gap between the girl's arm and the right rib, and then folded to the right, piercing into the right arm of the monk holding the girl. This move is another swordsmanship created by Meng Xunzhen based on the memories of his previous life, combined with the martial arts of the Quanzhen School that he learned in this life, "Finger Twisting Soft Sword".

The monk never thought that there was such a strange and exquisite swordsmanship in the world, and suddenly, the forearm of his right hand was pierced by the sharp frost sword. His arm ached sharply, and he involuntarily let go of the girl.

Meng Xunzhen's long sword swung horizontally, making a clever sword spine to push out the girl who was out of the clutches of the monk, and then the long sword trembled and conjured up more than ten sword flowers the size of the bowl, covering the face and chest and abdomen of the monk.

The monk took a step back, avoided Meng Xunzhen's sword light, took out a vajra about two feet long from his sleeve with his left hand, let out a beast-like roar from his mouth, swung the pestle and smashed it viciously at Meng Xunzhen, and shouted: "You little thief dares to sneak attack the Buddha, see the Buddha send you back to the West!" ”

The vajra, which seemed to be extremely heavy, struck from top to bottom, and actually burst the air in front of it, making a slight crackling sound, showing that the force contained was surprisingly large.

Meng Xunzhen was taken aback, he didn't dare to fight hard with his opponent, he stepped on the seven-star footwork, the sword took a light and agile move, and his body wandered uncertainly in this room, looking ahead, suddenly behind, the sword light was like mercury pouring on the ground, and it attacked the monk everywhere.

The monk's martial arts are purely fierce all the way, the vajra swings horizontally and hits the big open and close, the power on the pestle is extremely thick, when dancing with the faint sound of wind and thunder, the strong wind brought up by the pestle head is far away to several feet, as long as the furniture and things in the room are slightly swept by the pestle wind, they will be shattered immediately. Fortunately, the girl had been sent away by Meng Xunzhen, and she was shrinking in the corner of the wall at the moment and did not dare to move, so she was saved from the pond fish.

Both of them have the intention of killing, and each uses his own stunts to fight fiercely. The movement upstairs had already alarmed the whole house, and only the noisy and chaotic voices of people in all directions were heard barking from far and near, and it was not long before they came downstairs.

At this time, the monk gradually became a little overwhelmed. Originally, his skill and Meng Xunzhen were only between them, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner in a moment. It's just that Meng Xunzhen stabbed his right arm as soon as he came up, and although he used internal force to seal the acupoint in time to stop the bleeding, he couldn't use his strength. With just one left hand, it couldn't stop Meng Xunzhen's swordsmanship that made him more and more anxious like a storm.

Meng Xunzhen saw that the monk was exhausted, and the murderous intent was surging in his eyes. When the opponent swung the pestle to strike, he swung the frost sword obliquely, and when it touched the vajra, his wrist flipped, and the long sword was driven around the pestle body three times, and the power contained in the pestle was all gone, and then it was dipped to the left side, and the vajra immediately no longer obeyed the master's call, and was led to the side.

"Oops!" As soon as this thought flashed in the monk's heart, he saw a green light passing by in his eyes, and suddenly felt a cold throat, and he was already killed.

Meng Xunzhen's sword technique used to win the game is called "Three-ring Moon", which is a trick in the "Taiji Sword" that he has not yet developed. In the past twenty years, the mysterious voice that once sounded in his head has never appeared again, which makes Meng Xunzhen wonder if it is just his own hallucination. But feeling the incomparably real world I am in at the moment, the cold sentence "Mission failure, obliteration!" It is very clear and unquestionable.

"Between life and death, there is a great terror." With the fear of death, Meng Xunzhen tried his best to improve his strength. However, the reality made him quite helpless, the internal strength of the Quanzhen Sect is indeed worthy of the reputation of "Xuanmen Authenticity", and the "innate skills" he practiced are even more profound and subtle and unfathomable. Meng Xunzhen predicts that the mystery of this divine skill will not be under the two great masters of "Nine Yin" and "Nine Yang", or even exceeded.

However, what is not commensurate with it is that although the fist and sword palm technique of the Quanzhen Sect cannot be said to be mediocre, it is definitely not the best. According to Meng Xunzhen's guess, back then, his master Chongyang Zhenren was able to defeat the four masters of the Eastern Evil, the Western Poison, the Southern Emperor, and the Northern Beggars at the top of Huashan, but he was afraid that he would simply rely on the innate skills that had reached the third level of the realm to overwhelm people. However, Chongyang Zhenren was in his fifties at the time, and Meng Xunzhen did not have the confidence to cultivate the "innate skills" to the same level as the master when he participated in the second Huashan Sword Debate at the age of twenty-five.

Since he can't take the path of the master's strength to win the skill, Meng Xunzhen began to think about the martial arts moves, "Shenmen Thirteen Swords" and "Finger Twisting Soft Swordsmanship" are the results of his more than ten years of research, and this "Taiji Sword" because he has not yet cultivated, although he knows the sword intent know-how of "God is in the sword first, endless", but he has never been able to understand it. Up to now, he can only copy the subtle moves in the Taiji Sword, and he can't reach the legendary realm of "forgetting all the sword moves, using the sword to make the sword, ever-changing, endless".

After killing the opponent, Meng Xunzhen put away the sword and returned it to the sheath, slowly adjusted his breath, and waited until the internal force that had been greatly lost was slightly restored, and he heard the sound of sudden and chaotic footsteps at the staircase outside the door, he didn't want to face people, so he grabbed the body of the monk, flew out of the window, and walked out of the house in a few strokes.

Meng Xunzhen's body was like the wind, and he went straight out of Taiyuan City from the north. Came to a deserted place where there was no one, and casually threw the body of the monk on the ground. Remembering that when he grabbed him, he felt that there was something like a book hidden in his back waist, so he leaned down and reached out for a while, and pulled out an oilcloth package from under the monk's belt. When I opened it in the bright moonlight, it was a parchment book about an inch thick, and on the cover was inscribed a line of Sanskrit.

Although the Quanzhen Sect is Taoist, its doctrine advocates the integration of Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism, and enshrines the Tao Te Ching, the Prajna Heart Sutra, and the Filial Piety Sutra as must-read classics for believers. In Chongyang Palace, there is no shortage of people who study Sanskrit in order to study Buddhist scriptures. Meng Xunzhen knew that the most profound outline of the "Nine Yin True Scripture" was written in Sanskrit transliteration, so he took precautions and made a lot of effort to learn Sanskrit.

When the Sanskrit words on the cover of the book came into his eyes, Meng Xunzhen's heart skipped a beat. This line of Sanskrit translated into Chinese is actually "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong"!

"What is the identity of this monk, and how can he have this supreme protector of Tantra hidden in his body?" Meng Xunzhen held the cheats in his hand and couldn't figure it out.

He flipped through the cheats and took a cursory look at them by the moonlight. After closing the book, a long sigh came out of his mouth. The wonder of this exercise is no less than the "innate skill" he practiced, but it does not match his mental path. Even if you practice reluctantly, you will not be able to achieve anything. He must have been a little disappointed to put the secret book in his arms, turned around and just walked a few steps, and suddenly thought in his mind: "This practice that relies on water grinding and cultivation is a perfect match for Guo Jing's stupid boy." If he practiced this skill, he would learn the 'Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending' from Hong Qigong in the future, and combine the two great supreme masters, and the achievement would be even more amazing. ”

As soon as he thought of this, Meng Xunzhen suddenly scolded himself for being "confused", and said: "Five years later, Huashan's sword is related to my life, if I pass on the 'Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong' to that stupid boy, wouldn't it create a strong opponent for myself out of thin air." For the sake of safety, not only could he not pass on this skill to him, but even the Quanxin True Heart Method that he had originally planned to teach had to be discounted to restrict that kid's exhibition. ”

Meng Xunzhen's heart suddenly moved again: "The task given to me by that mysterious voice is to seize the honor of the world's number one master in the second Huashan Sword Debate, but it does not limit what means I use. If you make full use of your advantages as a 'prophet', supplemented by careful planning, it is very likely that you will get rid of Sijue, Zhou Botong, Qiu Qianren, and even Guo Jing and others before the second Huashan Sword Debate. In this way, isn't the honor of the world's number one master in the bag? Thinking of the smugness, Meng Xunzhen let out a chuckle of "ha". The laughter was full of cruelty, treachery, and malice.

This laughter made Meng Xunzhen jump himself, and at the same time pulled him back from the edge of the cliff of the fallen abyss. He shivered and suddenly came to his senses, and a layer of cold sweat oozed from his body.

"How could I have such a terrible thought?" Meng Xunzhen wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, and his heart palpitated. He remembered his previous life of "Shooting the Condor", and he was extremely indignant and contemptuous of Ouyang Feng, Qiu Qianren and others who sought the title of "No. 1 in the world" by any means, and he was about to become the same or even worse than them just now, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed.

Looking up at the bright and dustless moon hanging in the endless firmament, Meng Xunzhen only felt that the dirt that blinded his heart was swept away, his mind was open, his thoughts were clear, and the pure innate true qi automatically flowed throughout his body, which was more lively and agile than before. He pointed to the moon and silently swore an oath: "Five years later, I, Meng Xunzhen, will be the sword and the heroes in a dignified manner, and win the honor of 'the first in the world'!" ”

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The next chapter will officially enter the plot of "Shooting the Condor", and the protagonist will bloom the aura of a time-traveler for the first time, changing the fate of the characters in the original book. Guess who it will be......