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

The next day.

Qingfeng Villa.

The Baiquan Village was still filled with mist.

In the cold winter, soaking here is the most comfortable.

It's just that the hot springs at this time are full of ripples, forgetting everything.

The loud singing stopped abruptly with the last powerful beat.

"Husband."

"Can you say it now?"

Bai Feifei looked at Yue Buqun sadly.

Yue Buqun hugged and stroked Bai Feifei's smooth back, and replied: "Actually, it's nothing. I'm curious about how much power Shen Lang can mobilize to protect himself."

In the past.

Shen Lang was a taboo topic between them.

If Yue Buqun didn't mention it, Bai Feifei would never mention it.

But now they can talk and chat in detail without any obstacles.

It can be seen that Bai Feifei has already erased her feelings for Shen Lang, and only the most basic morality remains.

"He..."

Bai Feifei adjusted his breath and said, "Then you are in trouble."

"I know."

"The whole world owed him back then."

Yue Buqun didn't care.

Some things are done.

Even if it makes the whole world an enemy, it is worth it.

"Then you..."

Bai Feifei wanted to ask more.

In the end, he was held back by a strong force.

"Isn't this more challenging?"

Yue Buqun sneered: "I never thought of showing kindness to the Jianghu, because this Jianghu has always respected martial arts."

Then he found that he seemed to have used a little force just now, so he gently combed Bai Feifei's hair and comforted her: "Just like before, I didn't stop Dongfang Bubai's plan."

"Yes."

"You had the ability to stop it at that time, but you chose to watch coldly."

Bai Feifei thought about this flaw.

When she was chatting with everyone at that time, she felt that Yue Buqun missed a great opportunity to show kindness to the Jianghu.

"Owe a liter of secret is a favor, owe a bushel of rice is a grudge."

"I think you understand this truth."

Yue Buqun did not preach.

He only used the most common words to let Bai Feifei exhaust herself.

"Yeah."

Bai Feifei naturally understood.

"Besides, with Huashan's current foundation."

"Once Uncle Feng, Uncle Sun and I are gone."

Yue Buqun asked with a piercing heart: "Do you think the martial arts world will let Huashan go?"

Bai Feifei paused.

Blue Scorpion, who was warming the wine beside him, froze.

Han Yu was on duty today.

She was teaching the children in the villa martial arts, not here.

Otherwise, she would definitely understand the meaning of these words better.

"There are so many grandmasters in Huashan."

"By then, let alone the two major demon sects and the Qinglong Society, even the Jinqian Gang, and even the Shaolin, Wudang, and Beggar Gangs, will not let Huashan go.'s. '

Bai Feifei said sadly.

She understands the martial arts world.

She has insight into the nature of the martial arts world.

But the more she understands, the more sad she becomes about reality.

"So Huashan has now embarked on a path of advancement without retreat."

"At least Huashan must ensure that there is a martial arts master in every generation."

Yue Buqun said, with some divine light shining in his eyes.

With his current lifespan, within 50 years.

Huashan is worry-free.

But Feng Qingyang and Sun Baifa can't hold on for too long.

So some follow-up arrangements.

He has been preparing in secret.

"Yes. ”

Bai Feifei could feel Yue Buqun’s fatigue.

She couldn’t help but feel pity for him.

Her pity was special.

She gently rubbed Yue Buqun’s ears with her slender fingers.

From the earlobe to the earlobe, and then simply dug inside the ear.

It made Yue Buqun feel itchy.

“Just right.”

“I’ve been trying to crack the three swords of Avici recently, and I’ve gained some insights into the way of the sword. ”

Yue Buqun started to practice swordplay again.

Not long after.

The attacking effect of the Avici Dao three-sword swordplay began to explode.

The scene was in chaos.

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The world was shocked.

Yue Buqun and Bai Feifei came out of retreat at the same time.

Looking at their tired expressions, it was known that this alchemy project had consumed a lot of energy.

"How is it?"

Feng Buping asked.

"Very successful."

Yue Buqun handed over a cold jade box left by Wan Sanqian.

Feng Buping instinctively wanted to open it, but was persuaded by Yue Buqun: "I have sealed it with a wax film to ensure the medicinal power of the Beiqiu Pill to the greatest extent possible. Don't open it casually."

"Oh. "

Feng Buping responded.

But Cheng Buyou beside him was too curious and couldn't help asking: "Master, how many were successful this time?"

Cong Buqi also asked: "Yes, we can't let that guy get it too cheaply."

"A total of ten Sad Autumn Pills and two Poison Pills were successfully refined."

"I plan to take four top-grade pills."

Yue Buqun made his decision.[]

Each of the three refinings successfully refined four pills.

But two furnaces each refined a poison pill due to a small flaw.

"Give him so many? ”

Even Feng Qingyang couldn’t bear it anymore.

You have to know that these are eight Sad Autumn Pills.

Even if two of them are poisonous pills.

That is still a huge fortune.

It’s not an exaggeration to say that it is a treasure.

“Yes.”

“Giving half is already very polite.”

Sun Baifa also began to feel distressed.

Bai Feifei hesitated and asked: “Will this let Wan Sanqian see through your true level of alchemy?”

"Indeed..."

Yue Buqun suddenly felt that he shouldn't be so honest.

Whether it was for the sake of confidentiality.

Or for the value of Beiqiu Pill.

Finally.

Yue Buqun looked at Bai Feifei and said, "Then tell him that we have invited another alchemy master to assist this time, and the success rate has been greatly improved."

Before Yue Buqun finished speaking, Bai Feifei said with a smile, "So this master also took two pills."

"That's right, it should be so."

"This is the normal way of business."

"Junior Sister Bai is really wise."

...

Everyone followed Bai Feifei's operation.

So.

With everyone's support, Yue Buqun took two more pills.

And they were all top-grade.

Sun Baifa said: "Even if there are only six, it is enough for him to create several masters."

Thinking back to the time when he fought for one for his son.

But he paid a lot of price.

Compared with Wan Sanqian.

It's really a small witch compared to a big witch.

"Don't worry."

Feng Qingyang comforted: "If you hold on for two more years, Xiaohong's one will be there."

"That's right."

Sun Baifa was stunned for a moment.

Instantly happy like a child.

Because he is now also the Grand Master of Huashan Sect.

Has the authority to reserve one first.

Didn't you see Li Xunhuan, Hu Bugui, and Lu Fengxian at the foot of the mountain eagerly want the Sad Autumn Pill to help break through the realm.

But there has never been a chance?

"Then let's just do it."

Yue Buqun can only re-seal it.

He turned around and asked casually: "During the time we were in seclusion, there was nothing major in the martial arts world, right?"

"There are indeed a few things, both big and small."

Feng Buping immediately reported: "The Guo family in Songyang has changed its owner, Hu Bugui's son Hu Hongxue wants to go to the mountains to study, and Bai Xiaolou has reappeared in the martial arts world."

"Oh?"

"Will he be willing to show up?"

Yue Buqun finally became interested.

Compared with the last piece of news.

The first two pieces of news are really dispensable. .