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

A few days later.

Yue Buqun tasted the tribute wine treasured by the palace.

Looking at Emperor Hongzhi who was practicing the last set of boxing, he nodded slightly.

His Shengsheng Zaohua Pill had been handed over.

And the Queen Mother took the Millennium Ginseng King and hid it secretly.

This time.

He took the opportunity to start refining pills at will.

He refined a lot of Baiyun Bear Gall Pills, Shenyuan Pills, Bear Gall Poria Pills, Huashan Version of Impermanence Pills, Dali Pills, etc., which he could never get the materials for.

If it weren't for the fact that there were only a few precious medicines in the palace treasury.

And each of them was a famous medicine with an owner.

Otherwise, Yue Buqun would not be polite.

He would definitely seize the opportunity to make more Beiqiu Pills and even Bailing Pills.

"Huh..."

"I'm wet all over, but it feels so comfortable."

Emperor Hongzhi was very happy.

In the past five or six years, he has never been so energetic.

Although he was very tired, he was extremely satisfied.

If he could do this in the future, he would like to exercise like this every day.

"Mr. Yue."

Emperor Hongzhi asked: "If I continue to practice like this, can I also become a grandmaster?"

Cao Zhengchun beside him was stunned.

Other masters were also at a loss.

"This is just a health-preserving boxing method."

Yue Buqun said: "But in theory, as long as the talent is high enough, it can indeed break through to the grandmaster level with it."

This is not flattery.

It's a fact. 717

As long as the talent is high enough, if an ordinary boxing method is deduced to the eighth level, wouldn't that be a grandmaster?

You should know that even the crudest external skills can be said to be from the outside to the inside, and the boxing intention is self-generated.

Not to mention that Emperor Hongzhi's health-preserving boxing method originated from the Taoist ancestral temple.

It was selected by Yue Buqun himself.

"I am wishful thinking."

Although Emperor Hongzhi has intentions, he is not a fool.

"Two sixty years of life."

Emperor Hongzhi sighed.

If he hadn't heard this, he wouldn't have had this question.

"Emperor."

"There are countless masters in the world."

"There are only a handful of great masters."

Yue Buqun reminded: "And the great masters who can enjoy a two sixty years of life must achieve the state of unity of man and nature. Looking at the whole world, only Yue has reached this state at present."

"What about Dongfang Bubai?"

Emperor Hongzhi asked curiously.

It's obvious.

He also had some basic knowledge of the martial arts world.

"He can't do it."

Yue Buqun shook his head.

When Dongfang Bubai was at his peak, his realm reached the state of heaven and man.

But his blood and cultivation were half a step behind.

Emperor Hongzhi asked: "Which other great master in the world can reach this realm (bgdg)?”

Yue Buqun’s aloofness is as it should be.

But as an emperor.

He doesn’t want so many shoulds.

“For now, Gu Santong has the highest chance.”

“But he has a fetter in his heart.”

Yue Buqun smiled bitterly.

Shangguan Jinhong’s character is good, and his talent is excellent enough, but he doesn’t have enough opportunities.

Bai Xiaolou’s self-exile is equivalent to giving up on himself.

Zhu Wushi’s heart is too chaotic, and his combat power may reach the eighth level in the future, but he can’t think about the unity of man and nature.

Feng Qingyang, Master Lejie, Cao Zhengchun, etc. are all too old.

“It’s so complicated.”

Emperor Hongzhi smiled and said, “But it’s better this way.”

Yue Buqun can understand this.

No more.

“By the way. ”

“One more thing.”

Emperor Hongzhi took out a record of the conversation recorded by the attendant and asked: “Sir, you had a casual chat with Houzhao a few days ago and mentioned that there is a land overseas that can harvest three times a year and there is also a fairy seed that produces 1,000 catties per mu. I wonder if it is true?”

As an emperor, he naturally knows what three harvests a year and a thousand catties per mu represent.

Once he can take such a place.

Or have a fairy seed that produces 1,000 catties per mu.

Maybe he will have a chance to become the greatest emperor of all time.

“Really.”

“South of Miaojiang, through the wild rain forest, there are many places that can harvest three times a year.”

Yue Buqun said confidently: “As for the fairy seed that produces 1,000 catties per mu, it was brought over by the Portuguese on an island country southeast of the South China Sea. ”

This period.

It happened to be the Age of Exploration.

It also happened that the Portuguese brought sweet potatoes to Luzon Island and other places for planting.

As long as the timing is right.

Even the future Little Ice Age cannot prevent the population and economic explosion of the Ming Dynasty.

"Did you write it down?"

Emperor Hongzhi looked at the recorder.

"Not a single word is missed."

The recorder answered with trembling hands.

This is a record related to the rise and fall of a dynasty.

I didn't expect it to be born under his record.

Yue Buqun asked with a smile: "Was I also recorded it?"

"Yes. ”

The attendant replied with certainty.

As an attendant, he must not lie in this regard.

Yue Buqun laughed.

He laughed very happily.

He did not expect that he would appear in the official history in this way.

If people in the future see this record, they will definitely be confused, right? (To read the exciting novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

After all, someone will definitely ask Yue Buqun how he knew it?

Assuming that Yue Buqun really knew it, why didn't he bring back the immortal seeds and other questions.

But no matter what.

Yue Buqun will become an established fact.

A key historical figure who will be remembered for thousands of years.

This...

It's very interesting.

Winter is gone and spring is here.

Yue Buqun missed the days of reunion with his family during the Spring Festival.

But he changed the fate of the Ming Dynasty.

So he was extremely satisfied with this trip.

To reward himself for his silent efforts.

Yue Buqun, who had just returned, began to be unrestrained. []

The singing all night was getting better and better.

The pleasant beats were exciting.

A short separation is better than a new marriage.

Not only Bai Feifei flattered, but even the relatively conservative Lin Shiyin was also relaxed.

Others were like a sword that frosted fourteen states.

Yue Buqun was like a sword that frosted beautiful women.

With the final release.

Yue Buqun was relieved.

Also satisfied.

Bai Feifei didn't even want to move her fingers.

The unconscious blue scorpion.

Lin Shiyin's eyes were full of love and satisfaction.

Yue Buqun brought a soft goose down blanket and covered Blue Scorpion.

Then he picked up Bai Feifei and got into the warm and comfortable big bed with Lin Shiyin.

Bai Feifei on the left.

Lin Shiyin on the right.

Enjoy the beauty of both of them.

"Husband."

Bai Feifei asked weakly, "Has Huashan really become an unconquerable place?"

"Yes."

"It was obtained with the life of Emperor Hongzhi."

Yue Buqun responded softly.

"This status is comparable to that of a king."

"Husband is so amazing."

Lin Shiyin was inexplicably excited.

"Don't think too much."

"This is just official protection."

Yue Buqun said: "After all, Huashan is a martial arts sect, and it all depends on our own strength."

"Yes."

"The iron must be strong before it can be forged."

Bai Feifei echoed.

In this regard, she always has a say.

"That's right."

"Shiyin is naive."

Lin Shiyin stuck out her tongue awkwardly.

Such a cute look made Yue Buqun move his index finger again.

"My husband, she still has the energy."

"Deal with her."

Bai Feifei seized the opportunity to publicly retaliate against Lin Shiyin for not saving her last time.

Lin Shiyin wanted to beg for mercy and explain.

But Yue Buqun didn't give her a chance to refute.

The next moment.

She began to endure the baptism of the storm again. .