Seeing Guo Xiang still looked confused, he seemed to not know what kind of experience he was going to face. The King of Golden Wheel sighed in his heart, and wanted to talk about what happened to Guo Xiang next day, but finally he held back and said, "What I teach you today is the most fundamental practice in my Tantric Buddhism, called the Supreme Yoga Tantra. This exercise first practices the Yoga Tantra mentioned by Vajrasattva Buddha, and then practices the Great Yoga Tantra mentioned by Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, the Incomparable Yoga Tantra, and until the last Supreme Yoga Tantra."

"Supreme Yoga? I heard from Master that your school is practicing the Great Perfection Method. Is this the method to achieve Great Perfection?" Guo Xiang asked.

Many people know this statement, and the King of Golden Wheel was not surprised and nodded and said, "That is, the Dharma of our Nyingma school is divided into nine vehicles. The first three vehicles are the cause vehicle, which is the manifestation of the shravakas, Pratyekabuddhas, and Bodhisattvas; the latter six relatives are the fruit vehicle, which is the external secret service, the practice sermon, the three vehicles of Yoga sermon, the inner sermon, the Anu Yoga, and the three vehicles of Ati Yoga. The top of the nine stages is the Great Perfection Sutra, so the Ati Yoga Vehicle is also called the Unparalleled Great Perfection."

When Guo Xiang heard that there were so many names in the Supreme Yoga Tantra, he couldn't help but stick out his tongue and said, "There are so many times in the Supreme Yoga Tantra, how many times do you have to practice?"

The King of Golden Wheel said: "The Supreme Yoga Tantra is endless, and it can never be said to be able to achieve success, nor to say how long it takes." Guo Xiang said: "Then you have not achieved success either?" The King of Dharma sighed and said: "If I have achieved success, why should I practice the Dragon Elephant Prajna Prajna? Come on, I will teach you the Six-Syllable Mantra: Om, well, Ba, Mi, Hum, you sincerely recite it with me."

Guo Xiang recited it as he said, but although his accent was slightly inaccurate, the King of Golden Wheel corrected it for her. This six-character mantra is one of the Tantric martial arts. It is also the basis for practicing the supreme yoga and Tantra. Guo Xiang is smart and wise, and has a family knowledge of the origin and has known the rhythm. After a while, he has already said these six characters without any deviation. Seeing this, the King of Dharma taught him carefully, hoping that Guo Xiang could obtain his own fate and have a good result in the future.

The next day, Kublai Khan sent soldiers, craftsmen, and stones and trees to carry stones and stand up. Several miles away from Xiangyang City, he built a platform worth more than ten feet. Someone had seen it in Xiangyang City and reported to Guo Jing and others. Guo Jing, Fang Zhixing, Huang Yaoshi and others were practicing the formation. When he heard about this, he didn't care about anything else. He went to the city to observe the enemy.

Seeing that the Mongolian soldiers suddenly built a high platform, everyone was puzzled. Zhu Ziliu said: "If the Tartars built this high platform, if they wanted to explore the military situation in the city, they should not be so far away from the city. What's the use of our army just shooting rockets and burning them immediately?" Huang Rong frowned and thoughtful. She couldn't figure out the intention of the enemy. As soon as the high platform was established, hundreds of Mongolian soldiers led mules and horses and transported a large number of firewood and grass. They piled them in Taizhou, but it seemed like they wanted to burn this platform.

Everyone felt even more strange. Zhu Ziliu said, "Does the enemy's army cannot capture the city, so they want to build an altar to worship the sky? Or maybe it's a magic trick of jealousy?" Guo Jing said, "I have been in the Mongolian army for a long time, and I have never seen them do such a strange thing." He said to Huang Yaoshi and Fang Zhixing: "Father-in-law, brother Fang, I wonder what the Mongolians are going to do?" Among the people, the two of them were the most proficient in the art of Qimen, Guo Jing also asked them for advice.

While speaking, everyone saw more than a thousand soldiers dancing long shovels and shovels, digging a deep and wide trench around the platform. The digging soil was piled outside the trench and became a wall of earth. Huang Yaoshi couldn't see what the Mongols were doing, and said angrily: "Xiangyang City was the former residence of Zhuge Liang during the Three Kingdoms period. The Tartars were rude and played with the mysterious trench in front of the Daxian Gate. Wouldn't it be a fool of the Song Dynasty? Fang Xiaoyou, how do you go out of the city to investigate?"

Fang Zhixing saw the Mongolians building a high platform and guessed what they were going to do, and kept silent. Hearing Huang Yaoshi's proposal, he did not respond and said, "You should watch it for now!"

Only when the horn was blowing, a team of ten thousand people drove up and was placed on the left side of the platform, followed by another team of ten thousand people on the right side. The formation was set, and another team of ten thousand people was laid in front of the platform. Together with the previous team of ten thousand people, a total of four teams of ten thousand people surrounded the platform. This formation lasted for several miles, including the shield player, spear player, horse-knitting player, crossbow player, and cross-bow player, layer by layer, surrounding the platform with iron barrels.

Hearing a sudden sound of horns, the drums stopped, and tens of thousands of people were silent. Two horses rushed to the stage in the distance. The passengers immediately turned over and went up to the platform together. Because they were far apart, they couldn't see clearly the faces of the two, and they could vaguely see a man and a woman. While everyone was stunned, Huang Rong suddenly exclaimed, fell backwards and fainted.

Everyone woke up quickly and asked, "What? What's the matter?" Huang Rong's face was pale and she said tremblingly, "It's Xiang'er, it's Xiang'er." Everyone was shocked and looked at each other. However, thinking of Fang Zhixing's speculation a few days ago, Huang Yaoshi and Zhu Ziliu immediately realized their enlightenment and were full of anger.

Guo Jing was still unsolved and asked, "How did Xiang'er get on this high platform? What trick did the Tartars use?" Huang Rong straightened her body and said with high apology: "Brother Jing, Xiang'er unfortunately fell into the hands of the Tartars. They built this high platform, piled up firewood and grass under the stage, but placed Xiang'er on the stage, which was to force you to surrender. If you don't surrender, they would raise the fire to burn the platform, which would make our couple heartbroken, confused, and unable to concentrate on defending the city."

After learning about the reason for his love, Guo Jing was shocked and angry. After Guo Xiang was captured, he was extremely worried, but even the Japanese military affairs were urgent, he almost forgot about this. At this time, he woke up and felt resentful in his heart.

After Huang Rong finished speaking, she immediately turned around and went down to the city. Everyone was discussing how to rescue Guo Xiang. Suddenly, she saw a horse rushing north at the gate of the city. The one who rode on the horse was Huang Rong, and everyone was shocked. Guo Jing, Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong, Fang Zhixing, Yang Guo, Yideng, Zhu Ziliu and others all got on the horse and chased him out.

The group rushed to the platform and stood still when the enemy could not shoot a strong bow. He saw two people standing on the platform, one wearing a big red monk's robe and a red crown, which was the King of Golden Wheel. Another young girl tied it to a wooden pillar, but it was Guo Xiang. Although Guo Jing was annoyed that she caused trouble, the father and daughter were concerned, so why not be anxious? He shouted: "Xiang'er, don't panic, dad and mom are here to save you!" He was full of internal energy and spoke clearly to the high talk. Guo Xiang had already been so drowsy that he was shy about the sun. Suddenly, he heard his father's voice and shouted: "Dad, mom!"

Since the King of Jinlun was escorting Guo Xiang to come, he made up his mind. He gave up all the pity he had in the past few days. Although he was a little surprised to see Guo Jing, Fang Zhixing, Yang Guo and others, he was not afraid at all under the heavy guard of the army. He laughed and said, "Haven Guo, it is not difficult for me to release Ling Ai at all. It just depends on whether you have the courage or strength?"

Guo Jing has always been calm and heavy, and the more he is in danger, the more he becomes more calm. He heard what he said, and he was not angry and said, "If there is any problem with the national master, please ask for instructions." King Jinlun said, "If you have the kindness of your parents, you will come to the stage to be bound. If one changes, I will immediately let Ling Ai go. Ling Ai is smart and intelligent, and I will not be willing to burn her to death." He knew that Guo Jing was very wise and refused to ruin the people of Xiangyang for his daughter, so he spoke in anger, hoping that he would show his courage and fall into the trap. But how could Guo Jing fall into his trap? He said, "If the Tartars were not afraid of me, why should they make things difficult for my youngest daughter? Since the Tartars fear me, how could Guo Jing die easily?"

The Dharma King sneered: "Humanity Guo Daxia is extremely martial arts. He is brave and incompetent, but he turns out to be a greedy person who is afraid of death." If his aggressive plan is used on others, it may be effective, but Guo Jing is in the safety of the city, so he only smiled faintly and ignored it.

However, these words annoyed Wu Santong and Diancang Yuyin. The two waved their hammers and danced with slals. The horse rushed forward. Thousands of Mongolian archers held their bows and arrows and pointed at them. Just when they were about to approach, they were about to shoot them like hedgehogs. Master Yideng saw that the situation was not good, so he flew off the horse, and three ups and downs were already blocking the horses of the two disciples. He raised his sleeves and blocked the horse's way and shouted, "Go back!" Wu Santong and Diancang Yuyin were originally showing off their blood and courage, but they didn't know that there would be death or life in their hearts. Seeing that the master stopped them, they pulled their horses back. When the Mongolian officers and soldiers saw the old monk chasing the galloping horse, they couldn't help but cheer.

"Jin Lun, my master spared your life in Zhongnan Mountain. Is that how you rewarded me?" Yang Guo shouted loudly.

The Dharma King sighed slightly, but did not respond, and said to Guo Jing: "Haven Guo, I am smart and clever. I originally liked her very much, but I had already taken her as my disciple and intended to pass on her robe and bowl. But the Khan had an order. If you don't surrender, you will burn her on the high platform. Don't say that you feel sorry for your beloved daughter, I feel that it's a pity. Please think twice."

Guo Jing snorted, and saw dozens of soldiers standing next to the pile of firewood under the stage with torches in their hands. He lit the fire just by waiting for the command of the marshal to command the commander. The four 10,000 teams guarded the platform so closely, how could they rush over? What's more, even if they rushed closer, how could they save their daughter? He knew that Mongolia's military use was always cruel, and they plundered the land and slaughtered the city. In one day, they could kill tens of thousands of women and children, and they wanted to kill Guo Xiang, and regarded it as a casualty. He raised his head,

Seeing his daughter's face haggard, he couldn't help but feel heartbroken and shouted, "Listen, Xiang'er, you are the good daughter of the Song Dynasty, you are so generous, don't be afraid. Parents will not save you today, and they will definitely kill these evil monks in the future to avenge you." Guo Xiang nodded with tears and shouted, "Dad, mother, daughter is not afraid! The daughter is named Guo Xiang. For the reputation of the Guo family and Xiangyang, you will die! Don't worry about your daughter and fall into a traitor."

Guo Jing said loudly, "This is my good daughter!" He took off the iron-tied bow on his waist, and put on a long arrow. Three consecutive arrows were whizzing. Three Mongolian soldiers holding torches fell to the ground under the high platform, and three long arrows all passed through his chest. Guo Jing learned shooting skills from the Mongolian magic arrow general Zhebei. With decades of internal strength cultivation, the enemy soldiers could not shoot arrows where he stood, but he could kill the enemy with a strong crossbow. The Mongolian soldiers shouted in unison, holding their shields to protect themselves. Guo Jing said, "Let's go!" He turned his horse's head and returned to the city with Huang Rong and others.

The group stood on the top of the city wall. Huang Rong stared blankly at the platform, feeling confused.

Yideng said: "The Tartars govern the army strictly and to save Xiang'er, they must first disrupt the four 10,000 teams around the high platform."

"That's right! Xiaoyou Fang said yesterday that he would practice the Twenty-Eight Constellations Formation, for today's business, right?" Huang Yaoshi said.

Fang Zhixing nodded slightly, but said solemnly: "If you run the Twenty-Eight Constellations Formation, it should not be difficult to break the Mongolians' four 10,000 teams. It's just that there are many Mongolian soldiers and horses, or send people to reinforce or take the opportunity to attack Xiangyang, that would be difficult."

Everyone could think of this. Huang Rong lowered her head and said, "Even if the battle wins, the Tartars will burn the platform, what should I do?" As she said that, she suddenly remembered something and said, "Brother Fang, you asked me to prepare a rope of more than ten feet the day before yesterday. Could it be that I guessed what happened today?"

Fang Zhixing did not deny it and said, "Since the Mongolians wanted to threaten Xiang'er, they would definitely bring her to the front of the army. I asked the leader of the Huang Gang to prepare the rope, just to rescue her from a distance." He had long guessed how the Mongolians could not be prepared. This rope more than ten feet long was one of the methods prepared in advance.

"After ten feet long, can Fang Xiaoyou bet?" Huang Yaoshi said. There is a white python whip in the "Nine Yin Scriptures" that is a unique skill that was widely circulated in the martial arts world more than a hundred years ago. However, with the power of this whip, it can only bet three or four feet long. Fang Zhixing had to use a ten feet rope to save people, but it was a bit incredible to face the top masters like the Golden Wheel Dharma King. Even though he knew that he had great martial arts skills, everyone could not help but have some doubts.

Fang Zhixing shook his head slightly and said, "If I only used a rope that was more than ten feet long, I would naturally not be sure to deal with King Jinlun. However, if this rope was connected to my Ziwei soft sword, I might be able to try it!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up. Huang Rong said in surprise: "Brother Fang has already integrated the sword? OK! OK! Please contact Brother Fang for this matter!" Fang Zhixing told the integration of the sword on the top of Mount Huashan, and demonstrated the revolving sword to everyone, which impressed everyone. Eight years ago, he could still control his hands, and now he is connected with a rope. He is so sure that he can deal with the King of Golden Wheel even if he doesn't go to the high platform. Thinking of this, Huang Rong suddenly felt confident in her heart. Looking at Guo Xiang in the distance, her eyes were full of hope.

However, although this matter was resolved, Fang Zhixing would probably need a large army to cover if he wanted to get under the platform. There were only tens of thousands of soldiers in Xiangyang City. If he distributed tens of thousands of people to rescue Guo Xiang, he would not be able to resist the Mongol attack. Everyone was embarrassed when they thought of this. It was not worth mentioning that Guo Xiang's life and death were compared with the safety of Xiangyang City, but everyone present had a relationship with her, but they could not watch her tied to the platform without saving her. Besides, if the soldiers in Xiangyang City could not even save his daughter when they saw Guo Jing, it would be greatly damaged to his prestige.

"After launching the formation tomorrow, you only need to send our master and brother Diao to the platform before, and we will find a way to escape." Seeing this, Fang Zhixing took the initiative. Although it is extremely dangerous to attack the military formation head-on, once the melee starts, he is a top master who can be free and free. Fang Zhixing is not worried about his own safety. Moreover, he still has the idea of ​​capturing the king in his heart to create a counterattack opportunity. Brother Meng failed to siege the city because he was covered by his personal soldiers yesterday. When he fights again tomorrow, he will definitely not retreat easily. This opportunity cannot be missed. As for King Jinlun, Fang Zhixing was not taken seriously at all.

No one present doubted whether Fang Zhixing could defeat King Jinlun. However, even though that was the case, they had all seen the power of the Mongolian army and were still worried about whether Fang Zhixing and others could escape from the melee. However, after thinking about it, everyone had no other way, so they could only do so. (To be continued)

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