Yue Buqun: I'm already cultivating immortality, why do I still want to be the leader?

Black Arrow Team.

The first killing team of the East Factory.

Cao Zhengchun's greatest killing force.

Monk Liaocheng.

The fourth of Southern Shaolin.

A martial arts genius who was once close to death.

These two pieces of information are indeed valuable.

Yue Buqun said coldly: "You have to tell this to Southern Shaolin, not us."

Di Shenbu was stunned.

He didn't expect Huashan Sect.

Especially the legendary number one in the martial arts world, who actually has no sense of justice.

You have to know that he is involved in the handle of Cao Zhengchun, the governor of the East Factory, who is known to everyone and wants to be killed.

Don't say he is the number one master in the world.

Even a master with a little sense of justice will not refuse.

"That's right."

"What does the Southern Shaolin have to do with our Huashan?"

Bai Feifei was happy after hearing this.

He admired Yue Buqun even more.

The dignity of the Grandmaster.

The honor of the righteous.

I really can't morally blackmail Yue Buqun at all.

"You..."

"Since this news is worthless, what about Gu Santong?"

"And the Sun Moon Demon Sect, the Rakshasa Demon Sect..."

Di Shenpo couldn't continue.

Because the iron bead of the blue scorpion had already pierced his head.

"You talk too much nonsense."

Yue Buqun turned and left.

"Deal with it."

Bai Feifei didn't bother to look at Di Shenpo again.

For them.

The so-called Shenpo is a dog ambushed by major forces in the Six Gates.

Captain Yang has a deep Shaolin imprint.

Captain Di is not to mention, he was born as a servant of the Di family.

None of the four great constables in the Ming Dynasty is clean.

Besides.

Bai Xiaosheng has so much and timely information.

The Six Gates have made great contributions.

The Jianghu is so chaotic.

It is inevitable that they will add fuel to the fire and consume it secretly.

"Yes, sir."

"I promise that I will not leave any handle."

The two old women answered respectfully.

They were originally the women of the Happy King Chai Yuguan.

Women who were tired of playing and abandoned.

They are not as strong as Bai Feifei's mother.

But they hate Chai Yuguan just the same.

Bai Feifei accepted them not because of kindness, but purely because they had the same enemy in the past.

The Ghost Gate was disbanded, but they did not.

Qingfeng Villa is not the new Ghost Gate.

But it is their home.

A home for retirement.

They live here.

Even accepting disciples.

Adopted several little girls who were sold.

Together they maintain the inheritance and order of Qingfeng Villa.

Martial arts?

Their martial arts may not be very good.

But it is enough.

At leastFor Bai Feifei, it was enough to look after the house.

Huashan.

Guanyuntai.

Yue Buqun and Feng Qingyang looked at Gui Hai Yi Dao.

Gui Hai Yi Dao was a very worry-free disciple.

He would do his best to complete any instructions.

After completing the task, he would practice silently.

Even if it was just basic swordsmanship.

Even if it was just basic Huashan mental skills.

He would use up his last bit of energy.

"This child will be extraordinary in the future."

Feng Qingyang looked at Gui Hai Yi Dao's aura and shook his head as he spoke: "But his heart has begun to be obsessed, and I'm afraid it will be easy for him to follow his father's path in the future."

"So I wanted him to practice Zixia Magic Skill."

"But..."

Yue Buqun smiled bitterly.

Although Gui Hai Yi Dao was only a nominal disciple.

Yue Buqun was also very attentive.

"He has no heart for Taoism."

"I'm afraid that practicing Zixia Magic Skill will delay him."

Feng Qingyang shook his head.

Some people can tell a person's future from the age of three.

Originally Feng Qingyang didn't believe it.

But Gui Hai Yi Dao can now be said to be a real example of this idiom.

"Then it can only be Hun Yuan Gong."

Yue Buqun didn't want Gui Hai Yi Dao to practice Ghost Heart Method or Buddhist Heart Method.

Although the current Hun Yuan Gong only has six levels.

But as long as Yue Buqun is given some time, he can calm down and deduce it.

The seventh level of Hun Yuan Gong should not be difficult.

"It's not difficult to change the Hunyuan Sword to the Hunyuan Knife."

"Just give it to me."

Feng Qingyang asked: "The question now is, what sword skills do you plan to teach him?"

Gui Hai Yi Dao's talent is obvious to all.

Maybe not as exaggerated as Ah Fei and Linghu Chong.

But it's not much worse.

So the Hunyuan Knife and the Three Divine Peaks of Huayue alone can't satisfy him at all.

Yue Buqun smiled and asked: "Master, have you ever thought of letting him practice sword?"

"No."

Feng Qingyang answered decisively.

If Gui Hai Yi Dao's talent in swordsmanship is 8.

Even if his talent in swordsmanship is 16, or even 20.

There is no comparison at all.

"Although our Huashan is a sword sect."

"But our sword tradition is indeed too weak. We must have a top sword technique to support the facade."

Yue Buqun said while thinking.

The thoughts in his mind became clearer and clearer.

Feng Qingyang asked anxiously: "You don't want to create your own again?"

"Almost."

"But there is a long way to go."

Yue Buqun seemed very casual.

It didn't seem like he was talking about something extremely serious.

"Okay."

Feng Qingyang didn't care.

Yue Buqun said before that he wanted to deduce a technique that can be practiced while walking or sleeping.

ButAs he was talking, he disappeared.

He thought it would be the same this time.

"Speaking of which."

"There are quite a few sword techniques inherited from our Huashan now."

Yue Buqun suddenly cut into a deeper topic.

He began to count in his heart:

"The upcoming Hunyuan Sword." (To read the exciting novels, go to Fly Novel Network!)

"The inherent wind and thunder sword technique, the anti-two-yin sword technique and the three sacred peaks of Huayue."

"The six-harmony sword technique, the hatchet sword technique and so on that were left over from the Jianghu martial arts."

"The Huifeng Fuliu sword brought by Blue Scorpion, Han Yu and others, and the horse-cutting sword technique from the outside of the Great Wall..."

Yue Buqun was talking.

He felt embarrassed first.

Because among so many sword techniques, none of them was up to par.

"Simulate the divine sword slash that couldn't be cut flat at the beginning."

"That will be enough for this child to benefit from for the rest of his life."

Feng Qingyang couldn't help but remind him.

"That's in the plan."

"I also plan to create something similar based on the model of [Avici Three Swords]."

Yue Buqun's words were shocking.

Feng Qingyang was stunned on the spot.

But then he quickly realized that Yue Buqun was just talking about the model.

Not simulation or restoration. []

"Come again."

Feng Qingyang felt that even if he created the three swords of the unique level.

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It would be time-consuming and laborious.

It's too early to say now.

"At this time..."

Feng Qingyang deliberately interrupted: "Buyou and the others will be back soon, right?"

"Almost."

Yue Buqun couldn't help but look towards the distant east.

And the few people they were worried about.

Something really happened.

And it was a very serious matter.

Songshan.

On the official road nearby.

"Sister Dingjing."

Cheng Buyou asked: "Is Bujie very busy recently? I haven't had a drink with him for a long time."

Linghu Chong was speechless.

Liang Fa couldn't help but hold his forehead.

Talking about drinking in front of monks.

This is simply a provocation.

Unexpectedly, Master Dingjing replied calmly: "Although the danger of Hengshan's destruction has been resolved, there are still some ambitious people who are unwilling to give up and secretly spying, so Senior Brother Bujie can only continue to hold on with Junior Sister Dinghui."

But Cheng Buyou did not respond.

He raised his hand.

The hand movement meant to stop.

Dingjing and Dingyi drew their swords immediately.

Cheng Buyou sniffed along the wind.

Then he flew out of the official road like a cheetah and entered the jungle.

Everyone hurriedly followed.

But before he ran a hundred feet, he saw Cheng Buyou kneeling on one knee on the ground.

Because in front of him was a mother and son.

Although the mother had tried her best to protect the baby in her arms with her body.

But there were still two black iron arrows piercing the mother's body, and the baby was also stabbed to death.

The old horse next to him.

And the corpses all around.

There were at least 5 or 6 black iron arrows stabbed on their bodies.

"Too cruel."

Ding Jing couldn't bear to watch.

The other Hengshan disciples couldn't bear to watch.

"Hero."

A weak voice sounded.

Everyone looked over.

A man was slumped under a giant tree in the distance.

There were extremely hideous blood wounds on his shoulders and abdomen.

The blood had soaked half of his robe.

"I am Tian Xian, one of the thirty-six Tian Gang of Hulong Villa."

"I was ordered to escort Lord Liu to the capital."

Tian Xian's tone became weaker and weaker.

Looking at Cheng Buyou with pleading eyes.

"It seems you have failed."

Cong Buqi stepped forward.

Looking at Tianxian with pity.

Tianxian's wound was obviously pierced by the iron arrow.

But he pulled out the iron arrow and finally killed all the enemies before his true energy was exhausted.

And the black-clothed man on the ground was the murderer who committed the tragedy.

"Junior brother."

"These black-clothed men are the black-clothed arrow team of the East Factory."

Cheng Buyou reminded.

"Yes."

"This is the evidence of the rebellion of the East Factory that Lord Liu has painstakingly collected."

Tianxian took out a blood-stained scroll from his arms.

Cong Buqi took over this important task with both hands.

"Please send this evidence to Hulong Villa."

"Or Guo Shenbo."

Tian Xian's voice became weaker and weaker.

The Guo Shenbo he mentioned was one of the four great detectives.

Compared to Yang and Di Shenbo.

Guo Shenbo was the most upright.

He could judge right from wrong, good from evil, and hated evil as much as he hated evil.

Even in the martial arts world, he was well-known.

Huh!

Puff!

Tian Xian's head suddenly exploded.

Red, white, black and yellow things splashed all over Cong Buqi. .