Mu Qingxiao was already in the Golden Elixir realm. His understanding of martial arts was beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. When he first obtained Quanzhen's inner force mantra, he had studied it for a while.
Generally speaking, Quanzhen's inner force mantra could indeed raise one's inner force to a certain level. However, it was harder than ascending to the heavens to increase one's inner force.
Before Guo Jing practiced the Nine Yin Sutra, he was able to fight Mei Chaofeng to a draw. It was all because of the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms.
The Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms could be said to be the pinnacle of outer force. It could use palm techniques to transform normal inner force into powerful palm energy.
Guo Jing was only sixteen or seventeen years old at the time, but he was already on par with top-tier experts like Mei Chaofeng and Ouyang Ke.
However, as top-tier experts, Xiao Feng and Hong Qigong were of similar ages at different times, so their inner force cultivation was naturally higher than Guo Jing's at the time.
Guo Jing's transformation from a top-tier expert to a top-tier expert was also due to his practice of the Nine Yin Sutra.
Hearing Mu Qingxiao's words, Qiu Chuji's entire body shook. After reading the inner force mantra, he stood up abruptly, trembling all over. He said in disbelief, "This … this really is the Nine Yin Sutra!"
Qiu Chuji would never have dreamed that Mu Qingxiao would give him the inner force mantra that everyone in Jianghu dreamed of. With the Nine Yin Sutra in hand, he was absolutely confident that he could break through to Grandmaster.
No, he could definitely break through!
He had practiced Quanzhen's inner force mantra for decades. He believed that his talent was not bad, but he still could not touch the threshold of Grandmaster.
It would have been fine if it was just him, but it was the same for his other six junior brothers. This was a little unusual.
Therefore, Qiu Chuji knew very well that his failure to enter Grandmaster probably had something to do with Quanzhen's inner force mantra.
The Nine Yin Sutra was definitely the best martial arts mantra in Jianghu. Without a doubt, only the Shaolin Temple's Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture could be mentioned in the same breath.
In his eyes, the was far inferior to the . To the Quan Zhen Sect, a top-notch martial arts manual was definitely a turning point. It was closely related to the Quan Zhen Sect's future.
"Palace Master, this gift is too valuable!"
Perhaps the Nine Yin Sutra was a supreme treasure in the eyes of the martial artists in Jianghu, but Mu Qingxiao really didn't care about it. His future was the distant sea of stars, not the world of martial arts!
Mu Qingxiao waved her hand and maintained her calm smile.
"Master, from today onwards, we will be on the same side. I'm not helping you, but I hope that when the Mongolian cavaliers attack, Quanzhen will be able to place itself in a position that is only natural!"
"Of course, of course. Rest assured, Hallmaster!"
Qiu Chuji held the Nine Yin Sutra in his hands, and one could imagine how excited he was. Originally, he didn't have high hopes for Quanzhen, but now, it seemed that his chance to rise had arrived.
Although the Hall of the Nine Clouds was famous in Jianghu, and their brilliance overshadowed all the other sects, they had never interfered in Jianghu's affairs. Everything they did was to protect the Chinese plains.
Otherwise, with their strength and reputation, it would not be difficult for them to overthrow the royal family!
However, the Hall of the Nine Clouds did not do that, and it was clear that they really did not care about Jianghu's affairs.
If that was the case, if they followed the Hall of the Nine Clouds and fought against the Mongolian cavaliers in the Song Dynasty, Quanzhen, who had the Nine Yin Sutra, would definitely become the true leader of the righteous sects!
Quanzhen had close to one hundred thousand disciples, and they were also the leader of the Taoist sects in the world.
They had a great influence in Jianghu, and all of this was because the Song Dynasty had believed in Taoism since the founding of the country. Now that the Song Dynasty was facing a great calamity, Quanzhen had to set an example.
Now, participating in the plan to fight against the Mongolians was beneficial to Quanzhen. Although it was a gamble, it was a gamble with a high chance of winning. Mu Qingxiao had given him a chance to fight for Quanzhen's future!
The world was bustling with activity for profit, and the world was bustling with activity for profit.
Perhaps part of Qiu Chuji's actions were for Quanzhen, but more than that, it was his duty. Moreover, the Quanzhen Seven had been quiet for too long, and it was time for them to come out of hiding!
Of course, Qiu Chuji did not dare to reject Mu Qingxiao. He could not understand the latter's personality, but he was very sure of one thing, and that was that this grandmaster in front of him was absolutely decisive!
He could make Quanzhen rise, and he could also destroy Quanzhen with a simple sentence from his mouth!
"Hallmaster, the Mongolians are an alien race, and Quanzhen's fate is bound closely to the Song Dynasty. When the Mongolian cavalry attack, Quanzhen's fifty thousand elites will follow closely behind!"
Hearing Qiu Chuji's promise, Mu Qingxiao nodded with satisfaction. Fifty thousand elites had exceeded his expectations.
There was still a long time before the Mongolian attack, and these fifty thousand elites would be a force to be reckoned with!
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After leaving Quanzhen, Mu Qingxiao returned to the Ancient Tomb Sect. Grandma Sun was still hale and hearty, but she looked a lot older.
According to Grandma Sun, Li Mochou left the Ancient Tomb seven years ago, and no one knew where he went. When he left, his expression was very ugly, and he even beat up Yang Guo so badly that he could not get out of bed for half a month.
Mu Qingxiao's face twitched. He was very curious. The two of them both cultivated the Heart Sutra of Lust, and their hearts should be connected. But Li Mochou beat up Yang Guo, how strange!
Yang Guo also left the Ancient Tomb Sect when he was nineteen, and no one knew where he went.
As for Li Mochou and Yang Guo's whereabouts, Mu Qingxiao did not care. He went alone to the back mountain of the Ancient Tomb Sect, and walked on the familiar winding path, a nostalgic smile on his face.
Looking at the grass and trees around him, his deep eyes were filled with nostalgia.
At the same time, he recalled the scene of him and Dragin playing in the back mountain, and the laughter of the beautiful woman still rang in his ears …
Walking like this, Mu Qingxiao came to the flowerbed.
At this time, the scenery around the flowerbed was still as beautiful as before, and there was a faint fragrance in the air. To be able to maintain the appearance of the past, it was probably Grandma Sun who took care of it.
Unfortunately, the beautiful woman was gone.
Looking at the flowerbed in front of him, Mu Qingxiao's mind flashed. If Dragin was not the heroine of the plot, then where was the real Xiao Longnu?
This was what Mu Qingxiao could not figure out. Dragin was pure and kind, and would never kill someone. When they met in the Ancient Tomb Sect, she was already seriously injured, so there must be many reasons.
If that was the case, then where was Xiao Longnu in the plot?
Could it be that because of Long 'er, Xiao Longnu's path had deviated and she was not abandoned at the foot of Mount Zhongnan?
Of course, this was just Mu Qingxiao's guess.
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