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

"Lin'er likes many people."

"Lin'er likes Senior Brother Linghu who is rude but will fight for us."

"Lin'er likes Senior Brother Fei and Senior Brother Liangfa who are obsessed with martial arts but treat me like a sister..."

Speaking of this.

Yilin's face is full of happiness.

The days in Huashan are lively.

There are endless topics to talk about every day.

There is endless vitality to squander every day.

But what about Hengshan?

There are endless sutras to recite every day.

There are endless trivialities to hear every day.

It's completely different from Huashan.

"It's broken."

Monk Bujie and Master Dinghui looked at each other.

They could see the worry in each other's eyes.

Yilin's attitude.

I don't feel any sense of belonging to Hengshan.

"Since she doesn't want to go back, then don't go back."

Ning Zhongze came out.

Lin Shiyin and Yu Hongyan also came.

Yu Hongyan was the most direct.

Mature and beautiful, she took Yi Lin's hand and said, "Junior Sister Yi Lin, you have been accustomed to the life in Huashan, why do you want to leave?"

"But I..."

Yilin looked at her parents strugglingly.

Monk Bujie was at a loss and looked at his wife.

"Yilin."

"What do you think?"

Master Dinghui looked at her daughter seriously, whose appearance and temperament were more outstanding than when she was young.

She supported her daughter in her heart.

But as a disciple of Hengshan 317, she couldn't do this.

"My daughter doesn't know."

Responsibility and family affection conflicted with freedom, love, friendship, etc. at this moment.

Yilin has grown up.

But she has never been tempered by the martial arts world.

She is really at a loss.

"Yilin."

"During the ten years you have been in Huashan, we have long regarded you as one of our own."

Ning Zhongze held Yilin's other hand and said in a serious tone: "Your living habits, your words and deeds, and even your martial arts are all marked by Huashan. When you return to Hengshan, can you adapt to the life of a green lamp and a bitter Buddha?"

"Don't make it difficult for yourself."

"Master Aunt is not saying that Hengshan is not good, but she thinks Hengshan is not suitable for you."

Lin Shiyin adjusted Yilin's hair.

Then she relaxed her eyes and expression.

After such a simple arrangement, a pure face that can make all men look at her actions appeared.

"Yes."

Yilin suddenly realized.

She looked at Monk Bujie and Master Dinghui and said anxiously: "Father, mother, Yilin has practiced the Ghost Heart Method passed down from Huashan, and also practiced the Qingfeng Thirteen Styles, the highest martial arts of Huashan."

"Ah!?"

"How could you!"

Monk Bujie was shocked. (aifd)

Master Dinghui was also panicked.

Whether it is the Ghost Heart Method or the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng.

They are all the top martial arts inheritances.

How could Huashan bear to give them up.

This cause and effect is too great.

Even if Hengshan and Huashan have a good relationship, they dare not take on such a cause and effect casually.

"Why don't you give this letter to Senior Sister Dingxian."

Yue Buqun is here.

He took out a letter and flew it to Monk Bujie.

After receiving the news, he sorted out all his thoughts.

Finally made this decision.

"This is a serious matter."

"You go back as quickly as possible, I will stay here with my daughter."

Master Dinghui is also a sensible person.

Make a decision immediately.

Monk Bujie did not hesitate.

His internal strength and lightness skills are ridiculously high.

In the original plot, even Tian Boguang, the lone traveler in a million miles, was captured alive by him and castrated to become a eunuch.

Such abilities are most suitable for traveling.

"Daughter."

"Wait for Daddy for a few more days."

Monk Bujie, the daughter slave, was too lazy to say anything.

He turned around and went down the mountain.

"Please..."

As the head of the sect, Yue Buqun invited Master Dinghui to come in and explain in detail.

After all, this is related to Yilin's future.

Nothing can be done carelessly. (To read the exciting novels, go to Flylu Novels!)

A few days later.

Huashan martial arts arena.

Yan Nanfei was practicing Huashan swordsmanship.

There was a sound of swordsmanship as he waved his sword.

You should know that he has only been practicing Huashan mind and Huashan swordsmanship for two months.

It is really terrifying to have such attainments.

On the other side.

The Iron Warrior danced with his iron palm with great power.

There was already a fist wind accompanying the whistling.

It looked very majestic.

"Congratulations to Junior Brother Yue for having two geniuses."

Master Ding Xian congratulated.

Although he was a monk. []

But the envy in his heart was hard to restrain.

This is the fourth generation of Huashan.

They are all at least Liangfa-level geniuses.

"Just luck."

Yue Buqun smiled and nodded.

Every time he saw the outstanding inheritors of the new generation of Huashan, he would be happy for a long time.

"What about Yilin?"

Master Dingyi asked, "How could Yilin be so worthy of the two supreme inheritances of Huashan?"

Whether it was the Ghost Heart Method or the Three Styles of Qingfengshi.

They were all inheritances of the Grandmaster level.

They couldn't find a single one in Hengshan until now.

As a result, Huashan said it would be passed on.

Such a boldness really made Master Dingyi unable to remain calm.

The report from Monk Bujie made her think she had heard it wrong.

"Yilin's physique is just an average one."

"But her mind is pure and indifferent, with the charm of Qingfeng Wuwei."

Yue Buqun explained: "So we only trained Yilin with the intention of trying it out, and she herself didn't even know that she was training the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng."

We trained Yilin with the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng.

We definitely went against all odds.

At that time, Feng Qingyang and others protested the most fiercely.

The result...

Small success in ten days.

Advanced to the fourth level in just two months.

When Feng Qingyang and others saw the perfect fit shown by Yilin.

Everyone shut up.

"Yilin's fit with the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng."

"It's better than mine."

Lin Shiyin said ashamedly.

Her fit with the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng was passive.

It was acquired.

Yilin's desirelessness, purity and inaction were innate.

It was her nature.

This is more suitable for practicing Qingfeng Thirteen Styles than Lu Dayou's casualness.

"Yilin is really lucky."

Master Dingyi sighed.

But the more so.

She was reluctant to let him go.

Ning Zhongze concluded: "Sister Dingyi, letting Yilin officially join Huashan is to help her and our Huashan. Please let Hengshan give up."

Master Dingyi fell silent.

No answer.

"Don't worry, Sister Dingyi."

"We in Huashan are not harsh."

Seeing this, Yue Buqun gave a way out: "From now on, Hengshan can send one disciple every year to receive guidance from our grandmaster. In addition, please accept this martial arts handbook."

At the end, he opened the way with a heavy gift.

And this gift was a sincere gift of love.

It was so heavy that Master Dingyi’s breathing stopped after just one look.

She looked at Yue Buqun with eyes full of disbelief.

“This…”

“I cannot thank you enough for your kindness!”

Master Dingyi came to her senses after a long time.

Take a deep breath.

Give a solemn salute.

This was a heavy gift to thank the preacher.

It was also a tacit agreement between the two parties. .