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more.Work hard, work hard, alas, a loss-making business! "

"You are the only one who can complain about the 'losing' transaction of 10 taels of gold." Gongsun Yue shook his head: "But is there any difficulty in translation?"

"Naturally, Mister Yinchuan Butterfly can't be bothered!" Mr. Butterfly brushed his blond hair from his forehead and said complacently, "That's me. If someone else translates this ancient book, I will either die or be injured!"

Gongsun Yue raised her eyebrows: "So arrogant?"

"Confidence, naturally arrogant! Zhang Mao must have told you that this ancient book was written by someone with a heart to use their internal strength. The writing implies the direction of martial arts, and there are many traps and murderous intentions. If you don't read it well, you will be caught by it." Hun, if you have done enough, you will hurt your body and heart, and those who are not cultivated will go crazy." Mr. Butterfly pointed at his forehead, and his posture was chic and handsome: "It's just such a coincidence that Mr. Butterfly's martial arts methods are different from those of the Central Plains, but they are different from those of the Central Plains. The dead ghost of the book has some roots from the same source, this person's cultivation level is not inferior to mine, but his internal energy is colder, while my internal energy happens to belong to fire, which is exactly the opposite!"

"What's in the book?"

"Flying disaster." Mr. Butterfly said casually, picking up the teapot to refill himself.

"Flying disaster?"

"When you see it, disaster will fly in your head!"

Gongsun Yue frowned: "Can I see it?"

"Just look at it," Mr. Butterfly raised his eyebrows and said, "If disaster strikes, remember to hide behind the butterfly."

What Gongsun Yue wanted to see was naturally not a bunch of unidentified curved earthworm symbols in the ancient books.She reached out and took out a stack of translations that Ms. Butterfly had pressed under the paperweight, and sat down to read them carefully.

Flipping through the pages, Gongsunyue's expression became more serious.

This ancient book records in detail a shocking insidious formation technique, which is actually a technique to use the blood essence and inner strength of martial arts to perform empowerment.

People who advocate martial arts in a difficult situation, even ordinary people, whoever has a child with strong muscles and bones, will exhaust the family's efforts to send them to the martial arts school to practice.Because if you are successful in martial arts, you can break the barrier of a hundred years in life, and if you are not successful, you can earn fame and fortune and make a career by relying on the status of a martial artist that everyone admires.However, martial arts are difficult, and there are only a few successful ones. Most of the martial arts practitioners spend their entire lives below the third-rate level of martial arts, and the first-rate masters in the Jianghu practice to the extreme, and their lifespan is only more than three hundred years old.Only by exploring the essence of martial arts, breaking into the innate cultivation base, and accumulating a trace of innate power in the meridians in the body, can one officially step into the realm of martial arts.

It is inherently rare, and almost all those who have achieved it have become giants.Even Gongsun Yue's father, Gongsun Ao, the hero of the Eastern Region who was famous all over the world, could barely touch the innate realm, and fell unexpectedly before he could explore it.Gongsunyue was born in a famous family. She was taught by her father earnestly before, and then she was fully supported by Mr. Butterfly. After more than 18 years of hard work, her cultivation is only first-class.But Mr. Butterfly, his martial arts cultivation base is different from that of Central Plains martial arts. Gongsun Yue has known him for 20 years and has not seen him exerting his full strength so far. However, judging from his description and appearance that has not changed in the past [-] years, his cultivation It should be already innate.

And the evil array described in this ancient book is just another evil way to seek innate talent.Using the blood and internal energy of several people or even tens of hundreds of martial arts practitioners as the formation, the technique of human empowerment is used to continuously improve the internal energy and forcefully break through the innate realm.

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6. Butterfly moon day

"Don't worry anymore," Mr. Butterfly put his finger on the center of Gongsun Yue's eyebrows and rubbed the folds between his eyebrows: "Anyone who is not long-sighted will come to the door, Mr. Butterfly will cut it off!"

"Based on what you see, is what this book says true or false?"

"It doesn't matter if it's true or not, after all, someone will believe it."

Gongsun Yue nodded heavily.As Mr. Butterfly said, it doesn't matter whether this ancient book is true or not, no matter what, there will always be people who believe it, because the word "innate" is exactly what countless warriors pursue throughout their lives.

After thinking for a moment, Gongsun Yue said: "The less people know about this matter, the better, but if you want to eradicate the root cause, you have to tell the public."

"A pool of muddy water, if you don't stir it, it won't disperse. The more it stirs, the more chaotic it will become. If you don't mix it, it's a wise person to act." Mr. Butterfly played the ancient book: "Just throw it back to the old man of the Zhang family."

"This matter concerns the entire martial arts world, and no one can take it easy."

"Ah Yue—" Mr. Butterfly dragged his tone and said helplessly: "This has nothing to do with us, why don't we live our own lives?"

"This world gave birth to me and raised me. Since I grew up in this martial arts forest, I should do my part for it." Gongsunyue closed the book, raised her eyes to look at Mr. Butterfly: "As for you, don't force it, the way is different. Doesn't match—"

"Tongtongtong! I'm walking side by side with you, how can there be a different way!" Mr. Butterfly immediately turned his back, turning his mouth faster than turning the pages of a book, and hugged her shoulder to flatter her: "Ah Yue, you can do what you say to Butterfly. , is this good?"

Gongsunyue lowered her eyes in thought, while Mister Butterfly leaned on her forehead and looked at her.

Gongsunyue is no more than a middle-aged figure, and even because of her handsome features, she is not as soft as a woman. She only has a calm and clear temperament, which can be called admirable. In the eyes of Mr. Butterfly, there is nothing wrong with it. A smile appeared, and the love almost overflowed.

"Mr. Butterfly." Gongsun Yue said suddenly.

"Hmm." Mr. Butterfly responded immediately.

Gongsunyue couldn't help being a little amused, but she didn't show it on the surface, and said: "You are quite accomplished in the formation, maybe you can make changes to this formation?"

"Ah Yue, with well-behaved brows, I won't give the other party a false picture if I accept the other party's money."

"It's not a fake picture." Gongsunyue spread out the array map translated by Mr. Butterfly, and clicked the important parts of the drawing one by one: "The one who pays is the righteous way of martial arts headed by Confucianism. You want this map to eliminate The poison that this evil formation has brought to the martial arts, as long as these few points of the formation are weak and do not move, everyone can find the key to destroying the formation. As for the rest, as long as I am a righteous person in the brilliant martial arts, I will definitely not let this When the evil formation shows up in the world, since the formation will not be formed with blueprints, what does it matter if the formation is true or not?" And the person who took the opportunity to write down the blueprints and plotted in the dark is naturally an evil person with evil intentions, and the one who pays is the righteous way. It will not break Mr. Butterfly's trading rules.

"Sure enough, Ah Yue is clever, wise, and tricky, and she can even come up with such an upright and sinister idea! She is indeed the love of Mr. Butterfly's heart!" Mr. Butterfly confessed immediately.

Gongsun Yue folded the fan and focused on the key point: "Can you change it?"

"Haha, as long as it is what you want in your heart, Ah Yue, Mister Butterfly will help you realize it! If you change the picture, you can change the picture!" Mr. Butterfly said, picking up a pen and adding a few lines on the formed formation, Immediately, the whole formation picture has a sense of mystery and uncertainty. If you want to take a closer look, you will feel dizzy and bloody.

"In order to avoid too many people stealing pictures and talking nonsense to damage the reputation of butterflies, I borrowed the method of writing dead ghosts to transport my inner strength into the formation. Ah Yue, look at the eyes and key points of the formation easily like this It's not a problem, but if I want to study the formation diagram carefully, I will be hurt by my internal strength. Only those who are more cultivated than the butterfly have the opportunity to see the formation diagram clearly, since they are famous martial artists, naturally they will not set up this evil formation! Haha!"

Most importantly, unless they can find a second person who can decipher the ancient text besides Mr. Butterfly, otherwise they will have no way to tell what the original picture is like.As long as I think of some sanctimonious, benevolent and obtrusive people on the right way who have been busy for a long time and finally got a fake picture and still can't tell, Mr. Butterfly can't help but laugh three times.

"Stop talking nonsense here, hurry up and do something!"

"Yes, yes, that's it, Ayue, your character is really shy!" Mr. Butterfly nodded his chin at the end of his brush; "But, shyness is a characteristic of Central Plains women, and it is also one of your charms, Ayue. , as a man, I will naturally understand and accept it, and I will be happy!"

Gongsun Yue has long been used to the strangeness of Mr. Butterfly's brain circuit, even if he doesn't know where he came up with the conclusion that he is shy, he doesn't try to argue, and just lets some stupid butterfly talk to himself endlessly.

The translation was completed soon, and Gongsun Yue also had to leave for Ruyi Villa to prepare for the coming turmoil.

"Ah Yue—" Mr. Butterfly sent her out of the valley, complaining in his mouth: "You are so ruthless! Throw it away after you use it, and don't even look back!"

"Look!" Gongsunyue stomped her feet suddenly when she heard the words, turned to look at him, and said with a folding fan.

"What are you looking at?" Mr. Butterfly didn't know why.

"I turned my head back."

"..." Mr. Butterfly looked at her quietly.

"What a daughter-in-law's face! It's okay, I'm leaving. I'll see you next time if there's anything to do. Let's say goodbye." The folding fan covered the curve of the corner of her mouth, Gongsun Yue turned around, tapped her feet, and disappeared in a flash.

"You, you, you, you treat me like this again!" Mr. Butterfly said in circles: "I am very angry, I am very angry, I am very dissatisfied, I am very resentful! I am very sad, I am very pitiful, I am very helpless... all said Love first, lose first, it's a wise saying that never changes through the ages!" Hugging Butterfly Zhan, slowly wiping away a tear from the corner of his eyes, Mr. Butterfly said bitterly, "I'm for you! No more love affairs! I'm for you Ignore the girl's heart! I'm for you! I've been guarding Butterfly Valley for 18 years! I'm for you! I've spent all my wealth in Yinchuan! I'm for you! I worked hard and didn't love money! But you! You! You!! Daughter-in-law face!!!"

"Gongsunyue! I, Mr. Yinchuan Butterfly, swear to the sky that if I don't take back my manly face, I will take your surname! From then on, I will change my name—Gong, Sun, Die!"

"Tsk! Sounds good..."

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When a stone is thrown into the lake, there will be thousands of patterns, thousands of waves, countless undercurrents, evil formations appearing in the world, and turmoil in the martial arts, but all these have nothing to do with Yinchuan Butterfly Valley.

In front of the golden river, Mr. Butterfly stood alone, contemplating his brows, his long golden hair fluttering with the wind, his red gauze robe sleeves fluttering, and A