"My lord, Guo Jing, I have met you." Guo Jing cupped his hands and said.
"Fang Xuan, I have met Daxia Guo."
A great chivalrous person serves the country and the people.
Regardless of Guo Jing's cultivation level, his magnanimity alone is enough to make people admire him.
Little did he know that Guo Jing was also extremely shocked at this time. He could see Fang Xuan's power more clearly than anyone else on the Xiangyang city wall.
One man can kill the entire Mongolian and Yuan army with one sword, his bravery is unstoppable, and he is like an overlord in this world.
After that, there was the phantom of the giant god and demon, who looked like a demon god with one punch.
Even King Jinlun, whom he has always been afraid of, is not his enemy with one punch.
And if it weren't for this person, this war would not have been won so easily, and he would have rescued his little daughter and killed the Meng Yuan Khan.
When did such a master appear in the world?
"Thank you little brother for your help. If it weren't for my little brother, Xiangyang would be in danger this time, and the Song Dynasty would be in danger." Guo Jing sighed.
"It's just a coincidence. What I really want to thank is the hero Guo who guards Xiangyang. A great hero, he serves the country and the people, which is admirable." Fang Xuan said with a smile.
"Oh, you two, stop bragging. Little brother, your name is Fang Xuan, right? What's the name of the martial arts you just did that can transform a giant into a giant figure? Can you teach me?" The old naughty boy Zhou Botong suddenly came out excitedly. said.
The face of Yaoshi Dongxiehuang on the side changed. Although he knew that the old naughty boy was innocent and had no ill intentions, he still knew that spying on other people's martial arts would be a life-or-death enmity.
This person has no knowledge of good and evil. Who knows what his character is like? Moreover, his martial arts skills are so strong that he can kill the entire Mongolian and Yuan army by one person. If he gets angry, who among the people present can stand up to him?
"Old naughty boy, don't be unreasonable and refuse to back down." Huang Yaoshi scolded.
Guo Jing also quickly said: "Little brother, forgive me, the old naughty boy has no ill intentions, he just admires martial arts."
The old naughty boy pursed his lips and said, "If you don't ask, don't ask. Why are you so loud?"
Fang Xuan laughed and said: "It doesn't matter, my martial arts is called the Four Symbols of Heaven's Will. It can gather the power of heaven and earth to form an attack. It is divided into four levels. The one I just performed is called Wind God's Fury. If I practice it to the fourth level of Electric God's Fury, The power of a punch coaxes the power of heaven and earth, splitting mountains and rocks, like a god or demon, unstoppable between heaven and earth."
It's okay not to say it. After hearing such an introduction, the old naughty boy's eyes lit up. He rushed to Fang Xuan's side, took his arm and prayed: "Teach me, teach me, I can become a disciple."
After saying that, he knelt down and kowtowed.
"Old naughty boy."
"Old naughty boy, how could you..."
The old naughty boy didn't pay any attention to what others said. He knelt on the ground and raised his head, looking at Fang Xuan pitifully.
"Master, I am a disciple. Teach me, teach me."
Fang Xuan was also stunned for a moment, but he did not expect that the old naughty boy would kneel down and worship him like this. However, it is understandable when he thinks about his innocent-hearted martial arts fanatic character.
With a thought in his mind, he nodded and said: "Okay, I will accept you as my disciple. Go and pick up your master aunt first."
"Teacher...Sister-in-law?"
"Um."
After being informed by Fang Xuan, the old naughty boy began to use Qing Kung, and soon he brought Zhang Jing back.
"Second brother."
Zhang Jing gave a sweet cry and threw herself into Fang Xuan's arms, not caring about the blood all over her body.
With a thought in his mind, he activated the Clothes Purification Talisman, and the rich blood on his body disappeared in an instant, and the fluttering white feathers revealed their original appearance again, giving people a feeling of ecstasy.
Such a scene shocked everyone.
Such deep inner strength.
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Guo Jing led his troops back to Xiangyang City. Lu Wende, the pacification envoy, had already led his own soldiers and generals. They boasted and lined up outside the city to welcome him. The people also gathered outside the city, displaying wine, wine, incense and candles, and paying their respects.
Every house in Xiangyang City was decorated with colorful decorations and every household was rejoicing. Although some fathers, brothers and children died in this battle, the joy and sorrow were slightly reduced after a victory.
The appeasement envoy Lu Wende had already held a banquet in the city lord's palace, and everyone gathered to drink and celebrate.
Lu Wende came to Fang Xuan with a wine glass and said: "This must be Hero Fang! One man and one sword cut across the entire Meng Yuan army. He was invincible and unstoppable. He even defeated the Meng Yuan State Master Jinlun Dharma King with one punch. It is true that a hero is born from a young age. The lower official has already petitioned the imperial court to do the favor, and the hero is asking for merit."
Fang Xuan didn't say much, raised the wine glass in his hand and drank it down in one gulp.
"I have a good capacity for drinking, even the lower officials did it." Lu Wende laughed loudly.
After drinking for three rounds, Fang Xuan stood up to say goodbye. Fang Xuan didn't like this kind of situation. Besides, when others kept looking at him like a monkey, Fang Xuan had the urge to hit someone.
"Master, I'll accompany you." The old naughty boy followed closely.
I am also very satisfied with this old naughty boy Fang Xuan who has white hair but looks like a child. Although he acts crazy, he is still quite reliable.
"You should go back and rest early. Come back tomorrow morning and I will teach you the Four Symbols of God's Will."
The old naughty boy looked overjoyed and kept nodding his head: "Thank you, Master."
Fang Xuan held Zhang Jing's hand and was led by his servants to a small courtyard.
"Jing'er, how do you feel about the old naughty boy?"
"Fun."
"Then let him play with you every day."
"Uh-huh."
After arranging for Zhang Jing to rest, Fang Xuan took out the gold foil record of "Dragon and Elephant Prajna Gong" left by Jinlun Dharma King.
The gold foil is about the size of a palm, and the machine is engraved with small characters, which are densely packed with enough words to say a thousand words. In the center is a Buddha image, which represents compassion and holy auspiciousness.
"Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu" is a secret secret skill of Tantric Buddhism, a magical power to protect the Dharma. It is divided into thirteen levels. The first level of Kung Fu is very simple. Even a stupid person can master it in one or two years as long as it is taught. The second layer is twice as deep as the first layer and will take three to four years. The third layer is twice as deep as the second layer and takes seven or eight years. This increases exponentially, and the further you go, the harder it becomes to make progress. After reaching the fifth level, if you want to practice at a deeper level, you often need more than thirty years of hard work. In the Vajra Sect, eminent monks and sages have emerged from generation to generation, but no one has ever practiced the thirteen-level "Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu" above the tenth level. This skill is gradual and there is absolutely no reason why it cannot be practiced. If someone lives for thousands of years, he will eventually reach the thirteenth level. Human life is limited. The eminent monks and monks in the Vajra Sect want to practice it to the third level before the end of the world. On the seventh and eighth levels, one has to rush forward, and often falls into a big danger of haste rather than speed. During the Northern Song Dynasty, there was an eminent monk in Tupan who reached the ninth level of training and continued to work hard. When he reached the tenth level, his inner demons suddenly arose and he could not control himself. He finally danced wildly for seven days and seven nights, and died from the loss of his meridians.
Jinlun Dharma King is a rare genius. He has practiced to reach the 10th level of the Vajra Sect that no one has broken through for thousands of years. It is not said to be unprecedented, but it is definitely unprecedented. But if you want to break through to the 11th level, you don’t have to think about it.
"It's good to use internal force to polish the body, forge the muscles and bones, temper the internal organs, compress the density of the bones and muscles, and improve the strength of the body. It's a new approach." Fang Xuan praised.
"However, it is a matter of water milling. It should be noted that the human body's qi and blood are the best way to temper the physical body. However, being able to use the internal qi to stimulate the qi and blood, and then using the qi and blood to temper the physical body is equivalent to adding an extra step in the middle. No wonder the speed is so slow, but that’s right, this small world doesn’t cultivate Qi and blood, but only cultivates internal strength, so this is the only way.”
