Han Mu secretly praised in his heart: "Xin Youan is indeed a literary and martial wizard in the area! Both civil and military are so good! Although his martial arts are purely created by his own perception and actual combat, without the shackles of the sect, although there are slight subtle changes, but this indomitable vigor and the decisiveness to kill tempered on the battlefield are not possessed by many famous masters who have practiced hard for decades. He is indeed the most capable poet and the most eloquent general!"
No matter how fierce and fierce Xin Qiji's moves were, and how unexpected the changes were, Han Mu could always rely on his extraordinary martial arts cultivation and deep internal strength to hold him down just right, like an infinite flexible water curtain, which could not be broken by any storm or storm.
Xin Qiji couldn't attack for a long time, and his pride was reborn. He suddenly let out a long howl, the sound shook the roof tiles, and the true qi in his body that had been practicing for many years suddenly urged to the limit.
I saw that his clothes were windless and automatic, and a majestic momentum spread around him. He folded his palms on his chest and slowly pushed them out, which was a blow that condensed his life's skills! The palm power was extremely majestic, and it rushed towards Han Mu like a mountain.
Han Mu's face was solemn, knowing that this move was already Xin Qiji's peak power.
He no longer held it up, and immediately sank into the dantian, his palms arced from the outside in, and then suddenly pushed out, and suddenly heard the sound of a dragon's roar - it was the "Six Dragons Swirl" in the eighteen palms of the dragon! This move is powerful and has more spinning power, and is best at resisting and defusing such fierce frontal attacks.
The two Pei Ran palms were about to meet, but Xin Qiji changed his move again between lightning and flint!
His palms trembled suddenly, transforming into seven or eight palm shadows that were difficult to distinguish between virtual and real, like flowers blooming, and like waves crashing against the shore, from different directions, overwhelmingly enveloping Han Mu! This is already the ultimate in the change of moves and the use of internal forces. If you become an ordinary first-class master, you will inevitably be in a hurry and it will be difficult to resist them all.
Han Mu's eyes flashed with appreciation, and he cheered: "Hahahaha, wonderful!" Facing this palm shadow in the sky, he didn't dodge or dodge. Wherever the mind moved, the most refined and pure Nine Yang Divine Skill true qi instantly penetrated through the body, and a formless and intangible but extremely tough Qi shield was laid around the body.
I only heard a crackling sound, like rain hitting the plantains. Xin Qiji's palm power, which was enough to break the stele, all hit on this invisible wall of qi, only causing ripple-like fluctuations, but failed to shake Han Mu at all.
Seeing this, Xin Qiji immediately withdrew his palms and jumped back, and the true qi that was surging all over his body instantly calmed down.
Instead of the slightest frustration on his face, he smiled full of joy and admiration, and said loudly: "Haha! That's it! Han Xiaoyou's martial arts are mysterious, worthy of the name of the world's first! The old man tried his best, but he couldn't even break your true qi to protect his body, I admire it, I admire it!"
Han Mu also dispersed his efforts and said with a smile: "Xin Lao is too humble. Your martial arts are self-inflicted, fierce and fierce, and you already have the atmosphere of a grandmaster. Especially in the end, the palm of the palm is born of virtual and real, unpredictable, and has actually reached the peak of the first-class realm."
He took a few steps forward, his expression turned serious, and he said: "Elder Xin, your martial arts foundation is extremely solid, and the use of moves is even more perfect.
"You have only practiced the Quanzhen Basic Mind Method for two years, and you have already reached the peak of the first-class. Xuanmen's internal strength, pay attention to accumulation and development, step by step. With your qualifications and accumulation, if you can teach a supreme mind method and break through the pinnacle realm, it will be just around the corner."
Hearing the "pinnacle realm", he couldn't help but ask curiously: "The pinnacle realm? Han Xiaoyou, what does this mean?"
Han Mu said seriously: "The pinnacle is endless, the whole body is full of energy, and it can come and go freely in the crowd of thousands of troops.
"Xin Lao will personally lead the army on the Northern Expedition in the future, and it is inevitable that he will have to confront the enemy chieftain's fierce generals. If you can have this kind of cultivation, not only will you be safe, but it can also greatly deter the enemy and boost the morale of our army. In the great cause of the Northern Expedition of the Song Dynasty, there are a hundred benefits and no harm."
He looked at Xin Qiji, his eyes full of sincerity: "Now my brother is only one step away from this situation, and he is only one step away from the door. Today, I will teach Brother You'an the general outline of a Xuanmen's authentic supreme mind method "Nine Yin True Scriptures" and qi training methods."
"This sutra is the general outline of martial arts in the world, broad and profound, righteous and mellow, the most foundational, and in line with the Quanzhen Heart Method practiced by Xin Lao, and it can better temper true qi and open up the entrance, which is the best choice to help you break through the bottleneck."
When Xin Qiji heard this, he was surprised and happy. He knew that the "Nine Yin True Scriptures" was the supreme treasure book in the martial arts, and countless masters dreamed of it.
Although he is not a person in the rivers and lakes, he also knows the preciousness of this thing. Han Mu's move was not only to help him improve his martial arts, but also to ensure his safety during the Northern Expedition and increase his leverage for success.
He was not a hypocritical person, he was solemn at the moment, and bowed solemnly: "Han Xiaoyou has rescued me several times, and now he is giving me a gift of superior martial arts secrets, Jiaxuan...... Thank you so much! This grace and virtue must be repaid to the state and the people!"
Han Mu supported him with a smile: "Hahahaha, you don't need to be polite to Mr. Xin. The success of the Northern Expedition and the health of the world are the best rewards for the poor path. Please listen to ......"
At that moment, Han Mu used the method of transmitting sound into secrets to send the most essential general outline and internal strength cultivation methods of the "Nine Yin True Scriptures" into Xin Qiji's ears word by word, extremely clearly. The scriptures are profound, and the words are jeweled, containing the truth of martial arts.
At this moment, listening to this supreme wonderful method, I only felt that many difficulties in martial arts in the past were suddenly penetrated, and the true qi in the body involuntarily moved slightly, and there was a tendency to move and break through! He immediately focused on his memory and immersed himself in his understanding.
The sun shone on the two of them, stretching their shadows very long.
In the square in front of the Privy Council, the aura of killing had long since dissipated, leaving only a quiet atmosphere of mystery and martial arts.
One is a flying general in the world with a heart for the world, and the other is a transcendent young patriarch, at this moment when the fate of the world is about to be decided, they intersect because of common ideals and complete a meaningful inheritance.
Xin Qiji closed his eyes and stood still, and after a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were bright, as if he was ten years younger. He bowed solemnly to Han Mu again, and everything was self-explanatory.
Han Mu smiled and returned the salute, he knew that if Xin Qiji could become a top master, not only would his life be greatly extended, but soon he would shock the world with martial arts in the flames of the Northern Expedition.