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Chapter 176 Huh~~~ (Please subscribe and vote)
In the backyard of the Guo residence, the sound of the Divine Eagle landing attracted the attention of everyone in the residence.

"It's the Divine Condor, Brother Mu is here!" Huang Rong, who was sitting beside Guo Jing's bed, said in surprise after hearing the voice.

The sound of the wings flapping like a small gale is something that anyone who has seen it once will never forget.

"Brother Mu is here, Brother Jing can be saved," Huang Rong stood up happily and trotted towards the yard.

At that time, Lu Wushuang and Cheng Ying accidentally learned from Yang Guo that Er Gouzi and others had regenerated their severed limbs, and then went to the Jueqing Valley to seek medical treatment.

However, he would be gone for several years. As his senior sister and elder, Huang Rong naturally had to inquire about the matter, and thus learned about Mu Sheng's extraordinary medical skills.

Later, when Mu Sheng took in cousins Lu Wushuang and Cheng Ying, Huang Rong also took the time to visit the Unrequited Valley with her father Huang Yaoshi.

After seeing with his own eyes that Lu Wushuang's left leg, which was one section shorter than his right leg due to an old childhood illness, is now the same length as his right leg, and there is even no difference in muscle function.

Huang Rong really began to believe the name given to Mu Sheng by people in the martial arts world.

Immortals and Buddhas resident in the world!

If it weren't for the immortals and Buddhas descending to the earth, how could ordinary people have such incredible medical skills?
Her father, Huang Yaoshi, the East Evil, was extremely talented. Whether in martial arts or medicine and divination, he was already at the top level in the world.

And the leg disease that he had no way to cure was easily cured by Mu Sheng.

In Huang Rong's opinion, even if Mu Sheng was not an immortal or Buddha, he was definitely not a mortal.

Therefore, after noticing Mu Sheng's arrival, Huang Rong's heart, which had been hanging in the air because of Guo Jing's injury, finally settled down.

"Brother Mu, come and take a look at your brother Jing." As soon as Mu Sheng jumped off the Divine Condor's back, Huang Rong hurried forward and pulled his arm to walk inside.

"Mrs. Guo, don't worry." Mu Sheng followed the force on his arm and comforted Huang Rong: "Don't worry, I'm here, Brother Guo will be fine."

After entering the room, Mu Sheng's eyes immediately fell on Guo Jing who was lying on the bed.

The heroic and majestic man who always had a determined look on his face now looked pale as he lay dying on the bed, exuding the aura of weakness from head to toe.

"Brother Mu, I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, cough cough."

Guo Jing spoke in a very low voice. If it weren't for Mu Sheng's keen senses, he wouldn't be able to hear what he was saying. This simple sentence exhausted Guo Jing's strength and even affected his injuries, causing him to cough again.

"Brother Guo, stop talking. Let me check your injuries."

Mu Sheng said as he hurriedly took a few steps forward and sat sideways on the bed. He placed three fingers of his right hand on Guo Jing's wrist and closed his eyes to carefully sense the condition of his body.

After a long time, he scanned Guo Jing's body with his mental power again, and then slowly opened his eyes.

"Brother Mu, how is Brother Jing's injury?" Huang Rong, who had been waiting anxiously nearby, asked hurriedly when she saw Mu Sheng open his eyes.

"The person who stabbed Brother Guo in the side must have hated him so much!" Mu Sheng shook his head and sighed, "Not only did the knife pierce Brother Guo's right kidney, but the blade must have been coated with gold juice."

Golden juice, also known as fecal water, contains countless bacteria and viruses. In this era without anti-inflammatory drugs, it is considered an extremely insidious poison.

For people with weak immune systems, this alone can be fatal.

"After this, Brother Guo was severely injured again, and all his internal organs and meridians were damaged."

"If that's all, with Brother Guo's internal energy, using the healing chapter of the Nine Yin Manual won't be a big deal."

Having said this, Mu Sheng paused and looked at Guo Jing again.

"The key is that Brother Guo suddenly went insane at this time, causing his internal energy to flow backwards and run wild in his meridians. He then forced himself to do so, causing all the meridians and acupoints in his body to break."

"I can't even mobilize my internal energy, otherwise I wouldn't be injured so badly."

"Ah~"

Mu Sheng shook his head again, feeling sorry for Guo Jing. He could probably guess why Guo Jing had gone astray.

It was nothing more than that the disciple he raised since childhood became a traitor and might even have said some hurtful words, which made Guo Jing accumulate a lot of anger.

Plus, he had already suffered serious injuries at the time, which caused his internal energy to get out of control and he became possessed.

However, his emotional head shaking made Huang Rong misunderstand. From then on, even Mu Sheng would not be able to cure Guo Jing's injuries.

"Even the immortals and Buddhas in the world can't help? Brother Jing!"

A huge feeling of panic and despair surged into Huang Rong's heart like a tide, and this female Zhuge Liang, who was already in her fifties, could no longer hold on. Her body swayed and she was about to fall backwards.

"Hey!"

"Hey!!"

"Why!!!"

Mu Sheng was startled by Huang Rong's sudden reaction. He exclaimed three times in a row, then flashed behind Huang Rong and supported her.

My goodness, Guo Jing hasn’t even started treatment yet and another one falls here.

"Rong'er. Cough cough." Guo Jing was also alerted by Mu Sheng's exclamation and noticed Huang Rong's condition. He shouted with some concern.

"Mrs. Guo, why are you like this?" Mu Sheng helped Huang Rong sit on a chair beside the bed. He felt her pulse and found that she was dizzy due to excessive worry and blood convulsion.

"Brother Guo still needs your care during his recovery period, you can't just collapse like this," Mu Sheng encouraged Huang Rong.

"Healing? Brother Jing, that's not the case." Huang Rong was stunned for a moment when she heard this. After a while, she realized that she might have misunderstood something because she was worried about gains and losses.

Mu Sheng understood what was going on from Huang Rong's words and laughed, "Brother Guo is of course fine. I can reshape broken limbs, so these injuries are nothing."

"Then why did you shake your head just now?"

"I'm shaking my head..." Mu Sheng explained why he was shaking his head.

After listening to Mu Sheng's explanation, Huang Rong couldn't help but burst out laughing. Even though she was laughing at her own panic-stricken behavior, she was also happy that Guo Jing was saved.

"I misunderstood and caused trouble for you, Brother Mu."

"This is not a big deal. Madam Guo, you are just too concerned." Mu Sheng said as he took out an acupuncture bag: "I think I should quickly heal Brother Guo's injury. If he is healed, you will be healed too."

Mu Sheng then began to heal Guo Jing. Although Guo Jing's injuries were serious, they were no different from ordinary minor injuries in front of the kryptonian skills.

As long as you live long enough, it can cure you.

With the stimulation of true Qi and the nourishment of precious medicines, Mu Sheng only consumed two or three years of Guo Jing's life to stabilize his injuries.

There is no need to waste any more life after treatment has reached this stage. The remaining injuries will be completely healed with a few months of rest.

The next morning, Hong Qigong and others who had been on guard on the city wall all night were relieved to learn that Guo Jing's injuries were not serious.

In the main hall of the Guo Mansion, Mu Sheng sat in the seat of honor, while the others sat on chairs on both sides.

After accepting everyone's thanks with peace of mind, Mu Sheng asked about the current war situation.

Since the day the city gate was burned down, the Mongols launched attacks day and night, not giving the Xiangyang defenders a chance to block the burned down city gate, while at the same time, they continued to send reinforcements to the rear.

"In order to guard this gap in the past few days, the Xiangyang defenders have suffered too much loss. They can't hold out for a few more days. And it will take at least six or seven days for the reinforcements from Guoer to arrive. The Mongols will not miss this opportunity."

After listening to the situation in Xiangyang City, Mu Sheng knew that it was only a matter of time before Xiangyang City was breached if he continued to defend it, and he was not here to defend the city. "What does Lord Mu mean?" asked Hong Qigong.

"The best defense is offense!" Mu Sheng stood up and said with great vigor, "Send a challenge to the Mongols. Tomorrow at 3:45 pm, we will have a showdown outside Xiangyang City!"

Hong Qigong, Huang Rong and others looked at each other in bewilderment. The reason why Xiangyang City could be held for so long was because of its high walls.

In a one-on-one field battle, the Xiangyang defenders were no match for the Mongols, not to mention that their numbers were several times smaller than their opponents.

But in the current situation, defending the city means death, and going out of the city to fight in the field also means death, but at least it can be a glorious death.

And
Everyone looked at Mu Sheng in the middle of the hall in tacit understanding, and recalled the scene at the Heroes Conference that year.

With the presence of immortals and Buddhas in the world, there may still be a glimmer of hope!

Soon a declaration of war was sent to the Mongolian army.

In the Khan's tent, Mengge looked at the challenge in his hand and laughed out loud: "The Song people want to fight us to the death outside Xiangyang City. What do you think, warriors of the Great Mongol Empire?"

"Of course I agree. Without the protection of the city walls, these weak Song people are no different from cattle and sheep. Would you be afraid of the charge of cattle and sheep?"

"The charge of cattle and sheep, hahahaha, isn't that prey that comes right to your doorstep?"

"Have these Song people lost their minds? How dare they engage in a battle with my Mongolian cavalry in the wild?"

"Is there some conspiracy? Don't these grass-eating Song people like conspiracies and intrigues?"

"No matter what their conspiracy is, as long as they dare to leave the city, my cavalry will crush them all."

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Seeing that his warriors were in high spirits, Mengge raised his hand and the tent instantly became quiet. Everyone looked at Mengge and stopped talking.

After looking around, Mengge said in an arrogant tone:
"Defeat the Song army tomorrow morning. I will have dinner in Xiangyang City."

When the Mongolian warriors in the big tent heard this, they shouted loudly and obeyed the order, and their morale became even higher.

The next day at 9:00 p.m., outside Xiangyang City.

The 150,000-strong Mongolian army formed their battle array five miles outside the city of Xiangyang.

Once there are more than ten thousand people, there is no limit.

Not to mention the 150,000 fully armed troops, which looked like an endless sea of spears and halberds at first glance.

And under the city of Xiangyang, 50,000 defenders also formed their battle formations.

The war was about to break out, and the air was filled with a solemn and deathly atmosphere.

As the sun gradually rose higher, the atmosphere became more and more heavy, and the horses in the battle formation began to become restless.

Just when the time was about to reach three quarters past the hour of Si, a man riding a black warhorse slowly walked out from the army formation of the Xiangyang defenders.

On the warhorse was a handsome man also wearing a black robe. The man and the horse slowly went towards the Mongolian army.

Finally, it stopped in the open space between the two armies.

He took the bow and arrow from the horse's head and shot an arrow at the Mongolian army.

The distance is so long, and the bow in Mu Sheng's hand is just an ordinary bow and arrow.

It was impossible to shoot into the Mongolian army. This behavior was more like a provocation.

Sure enough, the arrow drew a perfect arc in the air and reached a place far away from the Mongolian army.

Mengge looked at where the arrow landed, then looked at the knight between the two armies, and said with a smile: "Interesting, this man wants to fight before the battle"

"Fighting General, are there still people using this trick in wars nowadays? Hahahaha, quite interesting."

"Does anyone know who this person is?" Mengge asked those around him.

A Mongolian dressed as a nobleman came out and reported to Mengge: "Khan, this man is Mu Sheng, who is called the Immortal Buddha in the World by the Song people. He has amazing martial arts skills. He can crush gold and iron with his bare hands and resist swords with his body."

"My master, King Jinlun, the first Dharma master who protects the Mongolian nation, was defeated by this man and has not recovered to this day."

"Tsk~" Before Huo Du finished speaking, a sneer came from the side.

A Persian with Western European looks and richly dressed said disdainfully: "What immortal Buddhas are there? They are just boasting. These Song Dynasty people love to exaggerate their martial arts skills."

"He can crush metal with his bare hands and carry swords with his body. This is nonsense. I think it's just some kind of acrobatics."

"Didn't I almost slap Guo Jing, the Northern Hero, to death?"

In Yin Kexi's opinion, the other party was at most a martial arts master, and even King Jinlun was a bit exaggerated in his eyes.

"How shameless!" Xiao Xiangzi, who was standing next to him, sneered, "If Guo Jing hadn't been stabbed by his disciple and beaten by a few of us, how could you have defeated him?"

"If you are really that powerful, why don't you go up and fight with Mu Sheng, so that the Khan can see your abilities with his own eyes."

Xiao Xiangzi said provocatively. As someone who had participated in the Heroes Conference, he had witnessed with his own eyes how powerful Mu Sheng was. As long as this annoying Persian dared to go up, he would definitely not have a good death.

"Let's go, Khan. Please allow me to kill this man on the battlefield and crush the morale of the Song people!" Yin Kexi heard the excitement in Xiaoxiangzi's words, but still asked Mengge for a fight with full confidence.

"Hahaha, there's no need to argue like this. The morale of our army is high, and we don't need to use this ancient method of fighting to boost morale."

Mengge politely declined Yin Kexi's request to fight. Although he thought Mu Sheng's behavior was interesting, it was just interesting.

Who still fights wars by fighting generals? It is so unwise to pin the outcome of a war on a single general.

"No matter how powerful this man is, he is nothing but rubble in front of my 150,000-man army. If you are interested, why not fight to see who can kill him first!"

As Mengge spoke, he waved his hand, and the sound of war drums suddenly rang out in the Mongolian army. The 150,000-strong army began to slowly advance towards the direction of the Xiangyang defenders, and also towards Mu Sheng.

Yin Kexi glanced at Xiaoxiangzi, snorted coldly, and followed the army forward, intending to take the opportunity to take Mu Sheng's head and let the Han people know that he was the number one master in Mongolia.

Then the short and dark Nemoxing and the eight-foot-tall and strong-bodied Ma Guangzuo also followed forward. Only Xiaoxiangzi stayed where he was, without moving, and looked at the three with pity.

Although he didn't think Mu Sheng could survive among an army of more than one hundred thousand, anyone who rushed forward before he ran out of energy would surely die.

Mu Sheng looked at the slowly approaching Mongolian army and the Mongolian cavalry that had begun to speed up, and smiled.

The so-called fight between generals was all a misunderstanding of Mengge and others. Mu Sheng was simply provoking the Mongolian army.

It was exciting to think that one person could defeat an army of hundreds of thousands. It just so happened that he had figured out an interesting thing to practice on these Mongols.

Mu Sheng had a happy smile on his face and walked slowly towards the Mongols.

As he walked, he tilted his head slightly to the right, put his right index finger into his ear and dug around, as if he had taken something out.

Then he brought his hands in front of him, spread his palms, took a deep breath, and lowered his head slightly.

Facing the palm
"Whoo~~~"

(End of this chapter)