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

Flowers rained down from the sky!

Master Wuhen did not hold back.

The copper coins on his body flew out.

Directly covered the entire area where Hattori Chienjun was.

Escaped underground.

Hattori Chienjun suddenly disappeared underground.

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The copper coins shot down violently.

Each of them brought out a powerful Qi explosion.

The snow was smashed into potholes.

Several landscape trees that were carefully trimmed by Master Wuhen were also broken into several pieces in an instant.

Among them, the peach tree even scattered peach blossoms.

Master Wuhen pinched it casually.

A peach blossom fell into his palm.

Bounce!

He used the petals as a hidden weapon.

Throw it into the ground with a technique that resembled the finger-snapping magic.

Bang!

The ground exploded.

Like dynamite.

A figure flew out from the snow two meters away.

Then he crossed the courtyard wall with a little blood.

Finally, he disappeared in the wind and snow.

"Are you okay?"

Feng Qingyang looked at Master Wuhen's bleeding hand.

Dah.

The blood dripped into the snow.

It looked extremely dazzling.

"It's just a minor injury."

Master Wuhen stared at his finger, which was almost visible to the bone.

His expression was extremely deep.

"Master."

Shangguan Haitang hurried over with the ointment.

But when she saw Master Wuhen's finger, her eyes instantly turned red.

Master Wuhen did not make any extra movements and directly reached out his hand.

Shangguan Haitang began to clean the wound with heartache.

Then he carefully applied medicine.

"What kind of finger technique is that?"

Feng Buping asked: "I saw you shatter the true qi of Hattori Qianjun several times."

"We have a Lingxi finger technique in Huashan."

"You can directly fight with bare hands."

Feng Qingyang added: "But only Yue knows that finger technique, and we dare not learn it."

They still remember the scene when Yue Buqun used two fingers to hold the Wuyou Sword.

That time was too thrilling.

They still remember it until now.

"I wish I could have a close relationship with Master Yue."

Mr. Wuhen heard about Yue Buqun's many talents.

He admired him very much in his heart.

But he owed Zhu Wushi a favor.

So his camp was biased towards the court and the royal family.

The original Huashan Sword Contest.

He was a witness.

Also a voyeur.

"There will be a chance."

Feng Qingyang invited: "Next time you go to Huashan, you will have a chance."

Feng Buping followed and echoed: "I think you and the head brother will have a lot to talk about."

Mr. Wuhen nodded.

He has been looking forward to it for a long time.

"Pack up."

"Who knows when those ninjas will come."

Feng Buping looked at Linghu Chong.

Although Linghu Chong was reluctant, he still came to the ruins.

He began to clean up the mess on the ground.

"Hatsuori Chijun is very strong.'"

"It's a pity that he is unlucky to meet someone like me who is knowledgeable about ninjutsu."

Mr. Wuhen was slightly relieved.

If he hadn't been a scholar, he would have been involved in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, astronomy, geography, and the Eight Diagrams.

And just because of the appearance of Mian Kuang Shiro, Yagyu Tajima no Kami, and others, he specially strengthened his cracking of Japanese swordsmanship and ninjutsu.

Otherwise.

It would not be as simple as a finger injury.

"Why don't we talk about ninjutsu. "

Feng Buping made a suggestion.

Mr. Wuhen is one of the three great men in the martial arts world.

And he has restraining measures against Hattori Qianjun.

This is equivalent to taking advantage of the time, place and people.

What was the result?

Almost lost a finger.

If it was a fair fight.

I am afraid that Mr. Wuhen will definitely lose.

They are naturally alert.

"That's exactly what I meant. ”

Mr. Wuhen is eager for it.

There are many high-end inheritances in Huashan.

For example, the Lingxi Finger mentioned by Feng Qingyang just now.

If you can get a few inspirations from it, wouldn’t it be a big profit?

Forbidden City.

Cold Palace.

The original Ku Zhuo, now Eunuch Ku, is swinging the sword.

Although there are only a few moves.

But each move is so fierce.

Each sword is so ruthless.

Even the numb concubines and maids in the cold palace will stay away from him.

“Wrong, wrong. "

Ying Lao shook his head.

He slapped his palm.

The palm force penetrated the tree trunk and shot at the wall beside Ku Zhuo.

Not much snow fell from the tree.

Most of the branches and leaves were motionless.

But there was a scary palm print on the wall. (To read the exciting novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Such a weird use of palm force.

It was completely subversive.

Ku Zhuo was stunned.

Ying Lao asked coldly: "You can't even control your own power, what's the use of your fierce swordsmanship? ”

“But I…”

“Ku Zhuo knows he was wrong”

Ku Zhuo wanted to say that he practiced according to the secret book.

But he changed his words and admitted his mistake in the end.

In the palace.

Facing people like Ying Lao and Cao Zhengchun.

Even if it was not his fault, he had to admit his mistake first.

“Forget it.”

“Go and have a rest.”

Ying Lao fanned his hands, as if to drive them away.

But then he warned: “Recently, more people have been asking about your whereabouts and travel. It seems that the person you offended has great power and has influence even inside the palace.”

Ku Zhuo's face changed drastically.

He instinctively thought that Lin Zhongxiong had bribed the eunuchs in the palace.

But the next moment, he denied it.

Because Lin Zhongxiong was very sensible.

He would never do such a taboo. []

On the contrary, it was Huashan.

There was absolutely no taboo.

After all, Yue Buqun had already massacred the East Factory in the palace.

"Are you scared?"

Ying Lao smiled coldly.

Then he said with a headache: "You all have no strength, why do you still provoke those irresistible existences? I am now a candle in the wind, and I can no longer wipe your ass."

In his words, he meant to let them fend for themselves.

Ku Zhuo replied respectfully: "Yes, I will be more careful when I go in and out."

At this moment.

He has a deep understanding of the saying "It is better to rely on yourself than on others."

"In the cold palace."

"Even the entire palace does not need to be so suspicious."

Then Ying Lao softened his tone and said, "But if you go outside, I can't help you. Of course, unless Zhengchun is willing to protect you."

Maybe it was because he was alone for too long before.

Or maybe it was because people who are about to die have a lot to say.

It's rare to meet someone who can talk to you and vent his emotions.

In short.

Ying Lao said a lot more than before.

His feelings towards Cao Zhengchun, Ku Zhuo and others are becoming more and more complicated.

"I will not leave the palace casually."

"Besides, the governor still needs me to train those young eunuchs."

Ku Zhuo said to himself as if to comfort himself: "So I still have some value and will not be abandoned so easily."

"Not bad."

"I underestimated you."

Who is Ying Lao?

How could he not hear the hidden message in Ku Zhuo's words.

But he did not intend to reveal it.

Instead, he asked about the second thing: "The emperor's health is getting worse and worse, and the imperial doctors are helpless. Now he plans to recruit famous doctors from all over the world. Do you have any good suggestions?"

Ku Zhuo thought he had heard it wrong.

How could he know any famous doctors or miracle doctors?

Just when he wanted to politely refuse this opportunity to make a contribution, he suddenly thought of a possibility.

"What?"

"Just say whatever comes to mind."

Ying Lao said: "If you can make a contribution this time, you can save ten years of hardship."

"Huashan Yue Buqun."

"Anyone who can refine a magical medicine must have amazing medical skills."

Ku Zhuo hesitated and said a name full of taboos.

"Him?"

"Forget it."

Ying Lao shook his head and said: "This person's mind has transcended the ordinary and entered the holy state, and there is no emperor in his heart."

Ku Zhuo was speechless.

But he still had a plan, saying: "Beiyue Hengshan, the two nuns Ding Xian and Ding Jing have amazing medical skills and can also refine magical medicine.”

“Well, not bad.”

“These two can be invited to the palace (for money).”

Ying Lao remembered the names of Hengshan Dingjing and Dingxian.

He would write a secret letter to the Queen Mother later.

“Now the Queen Mother is looking for the legendary cardamom fragrance for the emperor.”

“If you have any news, do your best.”

Ying Lao continued to remind.

Now the prince is young and the eunuchs are powerful.

And there is also the Iron-hearted God Marquis Zhu Wusi in the royal family.

The whole court is brewing a terrible storm.

“May I ask Ying Lao.”

“But are there any young eunuchs who need humble training?”

Ku Zhuo said: “Ten are teachings, and twenty are also teachings. As long as Master Ying has instructions, I will do my best to teach you everything I know. "

This is a rare opportunity for him to show off.

An opportunity only for Master Ying.

"Don't waste your time."

"The Thirty-Six Ways of Exorcism Swordsmanship can make people become small masters, but it is not enough to change the situation."

Master Ying refused and said, "Cao Zhengchun's move is absolutely a bad move. It directly broke the delicate balance between Dongchang and Huashan. It's just a matter of turning against each other."

For Cao Zhengchun.

Master Ying can't help.

If Yue Buqun attacks Dongchang again.

He will never come forward to protect him again.

Ku Zhuo heard this.

It's bitter on the surface, but even more bitter in the heart..