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

Huashan.

Feng Qingyang holds the sword.

He just stands there, blowing the wind, without moving for a long time.

And Sun Baifa keeps playing with the new Tianji stick on the side.

This is a newly forged weapon.

It is made of refined gold mixed with dozens of kinds of rare irons, and cast by Qi Tian, ​​the master of Zhushen Valley.

The total weight is more than 70 kilograms.

The gold and silver are interspersed, and the light is colorful.

The appearance alone is very attractive.

Such materials are enough to forge ten rare swords in the world.

Now only Huashan, which is rich and powerful, can help people like this.

"Shaolin has moved."

"But Wudang and other sects have not moved."

Sun Baifa asked: "But the threat of Shaolin is enough, do you really not want to leave the mountain?"

Yue Buqun leaves the mountain.

Although they were guarding the mountain gate, they were also doing their best to monitor the martial arts world.

Any movement would be reported.

As a result, Master Fangzheng of Northern Shaolin and Master Xinmei of Southern Shaolin suddenly went north at the same time, which attracted their attention.

"No."

Feng Qingyang smiled bitterly and said, "Under the pressure of the four great masters, Yue boy was able to kill two and run away. With such force, no matter how many great masters there are, it will be useless."

"Yes."

"For hundreds of years, he is the only one who has killed a great master of martial arts."06

After a moment of stunned silence, Sun Baifa shook his head.

What he is glad about now is...

Yue Buqun is our leader.

Not my enemy.

"How many Grandmasters have died at the hands of Yue?"

"Dongfang Bubai, Guihai Bailian, Ying Lao, Da Huanxi, Shen Lang..."

Feng Qingyang was too embarrassed to read any more.

In the past hundred years, the number of Grandmasters has only increased.

If we go back a few hundred years, there may not be five Grandmasters.

As a result, there are still fewer Grandmasters than Yue Buqun killed.

It's really scary.

At this moment, they can feel the pressure of the Jianghu.

At the same time, they don't know that the matter is not over yet.

Because Shen Lang is not dead yet.

The subsequent storm is still unfolding.

One night two days later.

It's dark.

The wind is not strong.

It's almost windless.

It makes the autumn feel more irritable.

An inconspicuous carriage sped out of the palace.

It passed through Zhuque Street quickly.

It passed through several hidden alleys.

It went further and further away.

The street was getting darker and darker.

The prison!

The carriage stopped in front of the prison.

Then an old eunuch with a ruddy face got off the carriage.

The old eunuch looked around.

He couldn't help but laugh.

Then he walked towards the gate of the prison.

However.

He stopped before he took the next step.

Because his body suddenly stiffened.

This is the instinctive reaction of a wild animal when it encounters great fear.

The old eunuch turned his head slowly like a machine.

"Good evening."

"Wang Lianhua."

Yue Buqun took the initiative to greet her.

Then he looked at the prison and sighed: "I have to say, the place where you hide people is really creative."

The old eunuch's face was stiff, but he still gritted his teeth and asked: "How did you find out my disguise?"

He was proud of his disguise being the best in the world.

Why can Yue Buqun see through it easily again and again?

"I didn't see through your disguise."

Yue Buqun answered casually.

But Wang Lianhua was stunned.

You didn't see through it?

Then how did you get here?

Don't tell me that we just happened to meet while shopping.

"Your expression is very interesting."

Yue Buqun was happy and explained: "To cure Shen Lang, a magic medicine must be used; the only one in the capital who can collect the magic medicine materials in such a short time is the royal family."

"Then you only need to keep an eye on the flow of the royal medicine, and you will find me refining the medicine."

"So you don't need to see through my disguise at all."

Wang Lianhua understood it immediately.

Such wisdom makes people applaud.

"And your identity, your carriage."

"How can a carriage that can enter and leave the palace freely and an old eunuch who can refine elixirs be ordinary goods?"

"Too many unreasonable things, there is only one reasonable explanation."

Yue Buqun said.

Looking at Wang Lianhua with a smile.

"How can a monster like you be born in the world?"

Wang Lianhua is conceited and extremely smart.

I never thought I would meet Yue Buqun, who was my nemesis.

I was restricted everywhere.

Every move was calculated.

If he hadn't wanted to save Shen Lang, he would have been desperate now. (To read the exciting novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

"What kind of pill did you make?"

Yue Buqun asked: "Fuling Shouwu Pill?"

Because this magical medicine that can bring the dead back to life is recorded in [Lianhua Baojian].

"No."

"I only refined the Heavenly King Heart Protecting Pill."

Wang Lianhua said: "Fuling Shouwu Pills require thousand-year-old Poria cocos and human-shaped Polygonum multiflorum, which are not even available in the royal treasury. So I had to settle for the second best and save Shen Lang's life first, and then slowly collect the others."

"Not bad."

"The Heavenly King Heart Protecting Pill can indeed provide Shen Lang with what he needs for three or four months."

Yue Buqun is also a master of alchemy.

Naturally, he knew very well what effect such an arrangement would have.

Wang Lianhua asked: "You have killed him once, why are you still unwilling to let him go?"

This tone is almost pleading.

This is the first time that Wang Lianhua's life has yielded.

It is also Wang Lianhua's struggle in despair.

"If he abandons his martial arts."[]

"Or swears never to return to Shenzhou, that's fine."

Yue Buqun shook his head and said, "He chose the stupidest one."

If Shen Lang doesn't come back, that's fine.

The problem is that he not only comes back.

He also brings back the most powerful conservative.

His Sima Zhao's heart is known to everyone.

"Amitabha."

Master Fangzheng walked out slowly.

Yue Buqun frowned.

He didn't expect Shaolin Temple to get involved in this mess.

Master Fangzheng's appearance was naturally not to help him.

Because he, Yue Buqun, didn't need help from others, let alone Shaolin.

"Mr. Wang."

"You go in and save people first."

Master Fangzheng was very straightforward and made his attitude clear.

Wang Lianhua didn't waste words.

She turned into a shadow and rushed in.

"Since the Northern Shaolin is here."

"The Southern Shaolin will not be absent either."

Yue Buqun looked at the other side 247.

Master Xinmei walked out.

"Master Yue."

"Xinmei's choice today is against her heart."

Master Xinmei said bluntly: "After the matter here is over, Xinmei will go back to the dead end and will not leave the mountain until she breaks through the realm."

"No need."

"Whether you can go back or not is the same thing."

Yue Buqun's response was also very simple.

We are all adults.

Since the decision has been made, the corresponding price must be borne.

"Good, good."

"We owe the Shen family a lot in Shaolin. We have no way to repay them, so we should sacrifice ourselves."

Master Fangzheng was also helpless.

Wang Lianhua, in the name of Shen Lang, asked all the major sects to fulfill their promises.

Master Fangzheng had no choice but to fulfill his promise for the thousand-year reputation of Shaolin Temple.

And Southern Shaolin.

Originally, the end was coming.

Sanle wanted to join forces again.

They did not seek merit, but to protect themselves.

Finally, the old Xinmei sacrificed herself and came to die to fulfill the promise that Shaolin made to the Shen family.

"Today is a good time for you Shaolin to pay back the cause and effect of the past calculations against our Huashan."

Yue Buqun was too lazy to talk nonsense.

The violent breath was like a rushing waterfall.

The palm force was thunderous.

It blasted towards Master Fangzheng's head.

The eyes were open.

The Ming Wang appeared.

Master Xinmei instantly entered the state of the angry king.

The left hand is the Great Weituo Palm, the right hand is the Heavenly Demon Palm.

Half Buddha, half demon. .