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Chapter 77 Breaking the cause and effect

The sky was twilight, and the Mongolian camp was still in chaos. The death of Kublai Khan was a huge blow to the Mongolian army. What kind of person was Kublai Khan? He has a pivotal position among the top leaders of Mongolia today, and his identity is even more

He was the younger brother of Mongol Khan Mengge. Such a great figure was killed in front of Xiangyang City, and the Mongol army of more than 100,000 people almost collapsed.

Even so, the generals on all sides are still in panic, their troops have no fighting spirit, and will lose their courage, let alone attack Xiangyang City.

In the city of Xiangyang, Guo Jing and others were already in preparation for the fierce siege that would follow. However, when they walked to the city wall, they saw that the Mongolian camp was noisy and chaotic. There was no sign of an siege at all, which surprised everyone.

"What's going on? Come here, go immediately to find out the reality of the Mongolian camp!"

Guo Jing was the first to react and quickly ordered.

Immediately, some scouts rushed out of the city to inquire about the news.

Half an hour later, the scout reported that a big change had occurred in the Mongolian camp. The Mongolian coach Kublai Khan was killed last night.

When Guo Jing and others heard this, they couldn't help but take a breath of air-conditioning and were all shocked.

"Kublai Khan is actually dead?"

"It's incredible. Kublai Khan was the younger brother of the Mongol Khan. With his death, I believe the Mongolian army will soon retreat."

There was no fool among the people present. They all knew what the death of Kublai Khan meant. After the surprise, they were filled with endless surprises.

Although Xiangyang City has been defended tightly by them in the past few days, the losses are still very heavy. Moreover, the Mongolian army came this time and gathered hundreds of thousands of people. If such a huge force continues to kill, even Guo Jing will

There is not much certainty that Xiangyang can be defended.

It's okay now. The Mongolian army is about to retreat and Xiangyang City is saved.

"What a great Taiyuan Taoist. He deserves to be the best master in the world. He is so courageous. He actually went straight into thousands of troops alone to kill the king and assassinate him, and he even succeeded."

Hong Qigong stood aside and marveled repeatedly. He almost didn't need to think too much to know that it was Taoist Taiyuan who killed Kublai Khan.

Among the hundreds of thousands of Mongolian troops, even for masters like them, it is not an easy task to sneak into the commander's tent and assassinate the commander of the army. The success rate is not high, and he may even fall into it.

Now Taiyuan quietly killed Kublai Khan, how could he not shock Hong Qigong?

While everyone was rejoicing, a figure floated over from outside Xiangyang City. It was as fast as lightning. After a few flashes, it came under the city wall. Then it connected with its feet and used the force of the void to reach the top of the city wall with a few leaps. It appeared.

around everyone.

Wearing a green Taoist robe, with a mysterious temperament and a face like a young man, he is a Taoist from Taiyuan.

"Brother Guo, the Mongolian army is already in chaos. It's time to take advantage of the victory and pursue it. Don't hesitate."

As soon as Taiyuan said this, Guo Jing was shocked. He looked around and saw that, as expected, the Mongol army's commander had lost all morale after being killed in the battle. At this time, he was wolfing down the mess and preparing to retreat.

When the soldiers have no fighting spirit, it is a good time to beat the drowned dog. Guo Jing is also a man who knows soldiers, so he naturally knows how to choose.

Immediately, he personally ordered eight thousand elite soldiers, led them personally, opened the city gate and killed them.

Banners swept across the city, and the shouts of death shocked the sky. In Xiangyang City, a long black dragon roared out and charged towards the Mongolian military camp. The sky was filled with smoke and dust.

The trend is set.

The morale of the Mongolian army was low, and they were eager to retreat. They encountered the elite soldiers and horses led by Guo Jing himself, and were chased all the way. They abandoned their helmets and armor and became a mess.

Chasing the enemy to the north, the troops were like fire. In this battle, the Song soldiers won a complete victory, wiping out 20,000 to 30,000 Mongolian troops. The Mongolian troops heading south suffered heavy losses and fled in panic.

There was no need for Taiyuan to worry about the next thing. He just said hello to everyone and left Xiangyang City in a hurry, all the way back to Zhongnan Mountain.

This time he killed the commander of the Mongolian army, Meng Ge's brother, which really broke the news. In order to prepare for the Mongols' subsequent brutal revenge, he had to rush back to the Quanzhen Sect to prepare.

Without stopping, he returned to the Quanzhen Sect in Zhongnan Mountain within a few days.

After telling the Quanzhen Seventh Son about the matter, everyone became solemn and did not dare to be careless.

The entire Quanzhen Sect has begun preparations. After discussion between Taiyuan and several elders, it was decided to separate the Quanzhen Sect into separate groups, each inheriting the Taoism and maintaining close contact in secret.

As for the Chongyang Palace in Zhongnan Mountain, as the ancestral palace of the Quanzhen Sect, only a small number of disciples are left to guard and guard it, and most of the power has been transferred out. In this way, even if the Mongolian army wants to retaliate and kill Zhongnan Mountain, the people left behind will be left behind.

You can also retreat at any time, and the entire Quanzhen Sect will not lose much strength.

In the following days, Zhongnan Mountain was busy with disciples from all branches descending from Zhongnan Mountain and rushing to various places.

After years of development, Quanzhen Sect has become the largest sect in the world. It has many disciples. It not only has huge power on Zhongnan Mountain, but also has many Taoist temples in the world affiliated with Quanzhen Sect. It does not worry about lack of space.

Can go.

In this way, the Quanzhen Sect appears to be dispersed, but in fact it retains its strength. No matter how the current situation changes, it will not lose its orthodoxy.

This is also the safest way that everyone can think of. After all, Mongolia is powerful in today's world. With the power of the Quanzhen Sect, there is no capital to compete. Forced confrontation will only lead to sacrifice in vain.

After arranging the affairs of the Quanzhen Sect, Taiyuan's heart felt empty, and he felt that his soul had become clear, free from any dust, and he felt relaxed as never before.

Standing on the top of a mountain in Zhongnan Mountain, Taiyuan looked at the direction of Chongyang Palace from a distance. The place had become deserted, with only a few disciples left behind, and it was no longer as glorious as before.

"The Quanzhen Sect has been saved. I am worthy of saying that I originated from Quanzhen in this life. This period of cause and effect has finally come to an end."

Taiyuan knew that the reason why his mind was so clear was because he had cut off some of the causal connections, and the worries in his heart were reduced. As a result, his mind was naturally clear and unparalleled in the past.

Next, he can devote himself to pursuing the way of heaven and man.

Outside Xiangyang City, there are vast mountains and a valley with rugged rocks. Sculptures chirp, the sounds are desolate, the wind is whistling, and sometimes there are loud shouts.

A young Taoist priest was standing quietly aside, watching a large eagle fighting with a young man in the open space in front of him.

The two sculptures were none other than Taiyuan and his disciple Yang Guo, as well as the sacred sculpture from the Sword Tomb.

At the moment, Shendiao is working as a sparring partner for Yang Guo. It has been several years since he left Zhongnan Mountain. During this period, Yang Guo has experienced a lot in the arena, and there are many fights and fights. He has grown from a fledgling novice in the arena to a real one.

He is a Jianghu person with a fierce temperament and bright eyes, exuding the temperament of a strong martial artist.

Yang Guo held a dark long sword in his hand. The blade was edgeless and the tip of the sword was like a semicircle. It was very different from ordinary long swords. It was the dark iron heavy sword in the sword tomb.

With the heavy sword in his hand, Yang Guo's sword was heavy and clumsy, one move after another, simple and direct, stabbing, blocking, picking, breaking, etc. The moves he used were all basic swordsmanship, and there seemed to be no subtlety at all, but every time he

Every time the sword is used, the wind is fierce, like a big ax opening a mountain, the force is heavy, and when the true power is unleashed, the void makes a muffled sound, like wind and thunder, which is extremely terrifying.

Facing Yang Guo's heavy sword attack, the divine eagle seemed to be able to do it with ease. When it flapped its wings, it was like a strong wind and a tsunami, extremely ferocious, and the divine power contained in it was extraordinary.

Boom, the sword wings intersected, Yang Guo's face turned pale, he stepped back continuously, his arms trembled, and deep footprints appeared under his feet.

"No fight, no fight, your magical power is too terrifying, even my epee sword skills can't do anything about it."

Yang Guo shouted loudly and took a long breath. As soon as he relaxed, he was sweating profusely. It was obvious that the battle just now consumed him a lot of energy.

In the past few years, because Taiyuan has been in seclusion here for a long time, the divine eagle has often washed his body with pure innate energy. He has become more and more magical, and his strength has also increased day by day. He is several times stronger than before, and his body is covered with feathers.

Black and shiny, with a tuft of golden hair on top of his head, like a crown, he looks majestic and majestic, truly a strange species in the world.

Although Yang Guo has made rapid progress, he is still no match for him. Over the past few days, he has been beaten hard every day.

"Okay, come on, come over here."

Taiyuan greeted him, and Yang Guo walked over quickly regardless of his fatigue.

Yang Guo didn't dare to be careless about his master Taiyuan. In the past few years, he felt more and more how powerful his master was.

He was whipped into obedience in a matter of seconds. Such magical power made him have no choice but to obey.

"Master, how is my disciple's practice with the epee sword?"

Arriving next to Taiyuan, Yang Guo asked expectantly.

He asked himself about these days, with the divine eagle as his training partner, he never relaxed for a moment, and with the help of the Bodhisattva Snake and Snake Gut, not only did his internal strength improve greatly, but his own strength also greatly increased, and he felt that this important

Swordsmanship has gained a lot of momentum.

"Well, Guo'er, the foundation of your epee swordsmanship has been solidified, but this is just the beginning. When Senior Dugu dominated the world with his epee swordsmanship, it wasn't just your means. The so-called epee swordsmanship was...

Win with strength and overwhelm others with power. Your strength is not small. You have the foundation to practice epee swordsmanship, but your own understanding of epee swordsmanship is still lacking. The essence of this epee swordsmanship is

Lift a light weight as if it is a heavy one, lift a heavy weight as if it is a light weight, follow your heart, the three realms, the next thing you need to do is to fully understand them."

Taiyuan taught carefully and explained the mysteries contained in the way of the epee.

In his opinion, Dugu Qiufei's path to swordsmanship is quite subtle. If one can practice to the peak, his achievements will be limitless.

However, everyone has their own way of swordsmanship. If you only learn from the predecessors, you will limit yourself. If you cannot break the shackles of the predecessors, your achievements will be limited.

Yang Guo is his disciple, so naturally he cannot simply copy Dugu Qiufei's path of swordsmanship. If this is the case, even if Yang Guo can one day practice to the realm of invincibility, he will not be considered a master of swordsmanship, so he wants to let Yang Guo out from the beginning.

Your own path to swordsmanship.

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