Transmigrating into Murong Fu, may you have many children and much happiness.

Chapter 152 Kill Zhao Zhijing and Obtain the Nine Yin Manual

Murong Fu drew his sword and used the "Dragon City Sword Technique," which he hadn't used in a long time. It was originally a set of sword moves that were as continuous as a drizzling rain or a surging river.

Because Murong Fu's strength far surpassed that of Guo Jing and Qiu Chuji, the two of them were simply unable to stop Murong Fu's sword moves, so there was naturally no need for them to exchange blows.

With a flick of his longsword, Murong Fu shattered Qiu Chuji's sword and dodged Guo Jing's pull.

He then stepped forward, his long sword flashing diagonally, before retreating back to Xiaolongnu's side.

"Such a fast sword."

Xiaolongnu was quite skilled in the Jade Maiden Sword Technique and was naturally a master swordsman, but she had never seen such a fast sword before.

She couldn't do it, her senior sister couldn't do it, and her master still couldn't do it.

But she didn't say anything and put Xiao Hai back in his arms.

Completely ignoring the fact that Zhao Zhijing was cut in two from his right waist to his left rib by Murong Fu's sword.

"Zhijing?!"

"Senior Brother Zhao?!"

"throat!:"

Murong Fu's swordsmanship and murderous intent were completely unexpected by Qiu Chuji. At this moment, he and Hao Datong were supporting Zhao Zhijing's upper body, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Guo Jing was even more surprised that a young man who was not much older than Yang Guo could have such high martial arts skills.

Hong Qigong sighed again. He had been gathering information along the way and knew that this gathering of heroes was an effort by Guo Jing and Huang Rong to unite martial arts heroes and use patriotic forces from the people to resist the Mongol invasion from the south.

They even guessed that they wanted him to be the leader of the alliance, and Guo Jing to be the deputy leader.

But Hong Qigong knew that he was too old to shoulder such a heavy responsibility, while Guo Jing was young and strong, with enough martial arts skills and reputation.

Although Murong Fu had no reputation, his martial arts skills were astonishing.

Hong Qigong had been observing the situation for some time and was considering recommending Murong Fu as the vice leader of the martial arts alliance.

I was just thinking of telling Guo Jing and his wife about this, but Yang Guo, Ouyang Feng, Zhao Zhijing... things have happened one after another, and now it has even reached the point of causing death.

Zhao Zhijing, a third-generation disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, was already a backbone of the sect, but he was killed in front of Qiu Chuji. The heroes outside were in an uproar. The Quanzhen Sect's Taoist priests Qiu and Hao brought their esteemed disciple Zhao to the martial arts gathering.

Before the conference officially started, before the banquet began, and before anyone had even exchanged a few words, Daoist Zhao Zhijing was killed by a stranger.

There are all sorts of opinions:

"What happened inside? I heard that Daoist Zhao Zhijing was killed by Murong Fu?"

"It's true. My senior brother just saw the whole thing from the tree. Murong Fu's sword is really fast."

"The Quanzhen Sect can't let this person off easily, can they?"

Looking at Zhao Zhijing in his arms, who was no longer spitting blood and had lost all signs of life, Qiu Chuji felt a deep sense of desolation.

When the Mongols were to march south, the Zhongnan Mountains, where the Quanzhen sect was based, would inevitably be the first to be hit.

It can be said that the Quanzhen Sect was already at a critical moment of life and death, and holding on to the bitter end was certainly not advisable. After all, the Quanzhen Sect members were all mortals, and if the Mongol cavalry surrounded them without attacking, the Quanzhen Sect would soon become disunited and its members would fall apart.

More importantly, their second-generation disciples have grown old, and the most outstanding third-generation disciples are Zhen Zhibing and Zhao Zhijing, especially Zhen Zhibing, who was previously groomed as the next generation's successor, but now they have both died.

However, among the disciples of the third generation, there were not many who achieved anything significant.

Upon closer reflection, it can be said that the Quanzhen Sect has declined with each generation.

As the head of the sect, Qiu Chuji was well aware of his responsibilities and pressures.

Without anger or rage, he calmly asked Murong Fu, "Young Master Murong, what brings you to this gathering of heroes?"

Murong Fu said, "Naturally, it's to stop the Mongol invasion."

Qiu Chuji nodded and then said, "May I take my nephew's body with me?"

Murong Fu nodded. He had only intended to keep Zhao Zhijing's hands, but Zhao Zhijing was even more polite and spared his life. Murong Fu was naturally too embarrassed to argue further and said, "Please do as you wish."

So Qiu Chuji and Hao Datong were to leave with Zhao Zhijing's two severed bodies.

Huang Rong, being shrewd and resourceful, naturally instructed her servants to prepare a carriage for the two of them.

After Hao Datong left, he hesitated and said, "Senior brother..."

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In his memory, his senior brother Qiu Chuji was extremely skilled in martial arts and could not tolerate any nonsense.

Qiu Chuji said, "Junior brother, let's go back to Zhongnan Mountain. You've seen Murong Fu's martial arts skills firsthand. Two leaders of the third generation of our Quanzhen Sect have died. If you and I, the second generation, also die here..."

"Sigh, we really need to think about the future of the Quanzhen Sect."

Qiu Chuji disliked Zhao Zhijing from the start, always feeling that he was dishonest. Today, after hearing what Murong Fu said, he learned that Zhao Zhijing had previously collected evidence that Zhen Zhibing had been aroused by lust.

It's estimated that he wasn't there that night out of concern for Yang Guo, but rather to track his disciple Zhen Zhibing.

Later, he even made a foolish gesture of begging for mercy, and today he is being arrogant and overconfident because of his own presence and the presence of the crowd.

He was killed on the spot by Murong Fu.

Before leaving, Qiu Chuji glanced at Zhuangzi one last time and muttered, "That sword strike was truly swift..."

The expected fight did not occur, and the aggrieved master slunk away.

Hong Qigong, the most senior member of the group, naturally favored Murong Fu and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Qiu Chuji leave.

Fearing further conflict, Murong Fu casually killed Qiu Chuji and Hao Datong.

But thinking of Murong Fu and Xiaolongnu, one killed Zhen Zhibing and the other beheaded Zhao Zhijing, I couldn't help but sigh. The Quanzhen Sect, once led by Wang Chongyang, had disciples who were getting worse with each generation.

At Hong Qigong's instruction, Guo Jing and Huang Rong calmed the situation and led the banquet to begin, preventing any further major disturbances.

The main reason is that Zhao Zhijing doesn't travel around much, unlike the Seven Masters of Quanzhen who always act chivalrously and righteously. Almost no one has received his kindness or help.

With Hong Qigong mediating, the situation naturally remained calm.

Before long, the guests took their seats.

The hall was filled with banquet tables, bustling with noise, and illuminated by candlelight, creating a lively atmosphere.

Murong Fu and Xiaolongnu were seated at the main table, right next to Hong Qigong.

The two women each had a child in their laps, while Lu Wushuang, Wanyan Ping, and the others could only sit slightly to the side.

After Murong Fu sat down, he couldn't help but stare at Huang Rong's stomach.

His medical skills were superb, and he could naturally tell that Huang Rong was pregnant with twins.

This can be considered his first meeting with Guo Xiang and Guo Polu.

It should have been the elders who spoke about the wine, but since Qi Gong knew he was just an old man and would handle some coordination matters later, after three rounds of wine, Huang Rong stood up and said loudly:

"Tomorrow is the day of the grand banquet for heroes. Several groups of heroes have yet to arrive."

Tonight, please drink to your heart's content, until you're completely drunk. Let's leave all our troubles behind and talk business tomorrow.

The heroes roared in agreement, completely forgetting the fighting that had taken place in the side hall earlier that day.

The banquet was filled with piles of meat and streams of wine, with the heroes either playing drinking games or reminiscing about old times.

On that one night alone, countless pigs and sheep were overturned and countless jars of fine wine were emptied in Lu Family Village.

The banquet was not over yet, but many heroes had already left to rest.

Hong Qigong also took Murong Fu to see Guo Jing and Huang Rong.

Huang Rong said, "My husband and I heard from Qi Gong that you want the general outline of the Nine Yin Manual?"

Murong Fu nodded and said, "Indeed."

Guo Jing was somewhat displeased with his actions of slaying Zhao Zhijing with his sword today, but he genuinely admired his martial arts skills, so he asked:

"Young Master Murong's martial arts skills are probably much higher than mine, I wonder why he still wants this Nine Yin Manual."

Murong Fu said, "I enjoy collecting martial arts techniques from all over the world. If Master Guo needs me to exchange other martial arts techniques for them, that's fine too."

When Huang Rong heard that Murong Fu called Guo Jing "Great Hero Guo" instead of "Hero Guo," and recalled that he had killed Zhao Zhijing with a single sword earlier that day, she thought that Murong Fu must be as unruly and scheming as Yang Guo, and she was greatly displeased.

In fact, Huang Rong was completely unaware that she herself was just as mischievous and scheming, which is a case of like repels like.

What she liked were the somewhat rough and silly personalities of Guo Jing and Guo Fu.

So Huang Rong asked, "What martial arts does Young Master Murong wish to use in exchange for our Nine Yin Manual?"

Murong Fu thought for a moment, then took out the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill and handed it directly to Guo Jing, saying:

"This martial art might be even more precious to you than the Nine Yin Manual."

This "Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill" is the supreme protective skill in Tantric Buddhism, which ordinary people cannot practice.

The "Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill" is divided into thirteen levels. The first level is very simple; even a foolish person can master it if they receive instruction.

It can be mastered in one or two years.

The second layer is twice as deep as the first layer and will take three to four years to complete.

The third level is twice as deep as the second, requiring seven or eight years. This process increases exponentially, becoming increasingly difficult as you progress. Once you reach the fifth level, it often takes more than thirty years of arduous practice to advance to the next level.

"Master Guo, do you think this kung fu is appropriate?"

Although Guo Jing considered himself not very bright, he was actually a wise man who appeared simple, and he had served as a general for Genghis Khan of the Mongols.

Having conquered vast territories of tribes, they naturally understood the significance of this skill.

In just two or three years, an army can be trained in which everyone possesses one or two levels of "Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill".

Guo Jing was overjoyed and said, "Young Master Murong, this martial art is truly amazing."

Most martial arts techniques, especially those with considerable power, require extremely high aptitude. But your "Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill" is truly perfect for training an army, except..."

Huang Rong, who understood him perfectly, knew his doubts and said:

"Hehe, people from the Western Regions naturally have their own way of treasuring their brooms."

Young Master Murong's skill must have come at a great cost.

Hong Qigong recognized the martial arts as the ones he had forced the five ugly men of Tibet to write down on Mount Hua that day. Upon hearing the three men's explanation...

Only then did they realize how suitable that skill was for Guo Jing and his wife, and they were overjoyed.

Guo Jing and Huang Rong exchanged a glance, and then Guo Jing said:

"I trust Master Qi's judgment, and I also trust Young Master Murong's character."

"I will now impart to you the general principles of the Nine Yin Manual."