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

Ju'an Tower.

Ning Zhongze's ten fingers kept pressing on Yue Buqun's head and shoulders.

As smooth as a melody.

As charming as a piece of music.

Yue Buqun closed his eyes and enjoyed it quietly.

But Ning Zhongze's rhythm soon changed.

The fingers urged each other, and the short staccato and strong force let some hidden pain be vented.

Such skills really opened Yue Buqun's eyes.

"Husband."

"Is it hard to practice sword with Ah Fei for half a day today?"

Ning Zhongze was very curious about what Yue Buqun taught.

He went out before dawn.

He returned only after nightfall.

This is a super rare thing.

"A Fei is extremely talented."

"It only took him half a day to master the Yangwu Sword Technique."

Yue Buqun sighed, "Even if he reached the Great Perfection stage, it would probably take less than half a month. Such a swordsmanship genius is many levels higher than you and I."

Ning Zhongze remained silent.

When Yue Buqun first learned the Yangwu Sword Technique, how long did it take?

It seems that he barely got started after half a decade.

Half a day and half a decade.

This gap is not ordinary.

However, after experiencing the great catastrophe of life and death, Yue Buqun began to transform gorgeously.

Not only did he accumulate a lot of experience, but he also traced back to the source and understood the profoundness of the Tao.

He repeatedly broke through the limits and reached new peaks.

So it was.

Ning Zhongze said: "My husband is also a late bloomer. It is a blessing for him and Huashan that Ah Fei can achieve 70% of my husband's achievements in the future."

She originally wanted to say that she should not belittle herself.

But when has Yue Buqun ever belittled himself?

So she changed her words at the last minute.

Avoiding nausea.

"Huh?"

Yue Buqun's big hand suddenly reached back.

While causing a shudder, he asked: "Late bloomer? Are you implying that your husband is old?"

"No."

"How could Zhongze say that about my husband?"

Ning Zhongze explained again and again.

But in a hurry, he couldn't find the specific words.

"Still not admitting it?"

Yue Buqun pretended to be angry and said, "It seems that your husband wants to let you see what a real great man is."

"Ah?"

"Don't..."

"Xiao Yan'er is still awake."

Ning Zhongze couldn't resist.

He fell quickly.

The candlelight was not extinguished.

But he was still lingering.

Although Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze were not like newlyweds who fought day and night.

But Yue Buqun would always seize every opportunity to have a deep exchange with Ning Zhongze and nurture intimacy.

It's just that something important happened tonight.

The Yuntai bell of Huashan rang.

Yue Buqun could only rush to the meeting with new regrets.

Yuntai bell.

Yue Buqun specially set upThe summoning bell.

Whenever Huashan disciples hear this bell ring, they must rush to Yunv Peak.

If it rings nine times in a row, it means a disaster that threatens the survival of the sect.

All elders and disciples must put down their work and unconditionally protect Huashan.

"Who rang the Yuntai bell?"

The disheveled Feng Qingyang looked around with dissatisfaction.

Everyone looked at Liang Lao and Liang Fa.

"It was the disciple."

Liang Fa stepped out.

Everyone was a little surprised.

Linghu Chong and others were good friends with Liang Fa, and they were all worried about him.

"It wasn't him."

"The monk asked him to ring the bell."

Monk Bujie is here.

It's okay for this big monk to disturb people's sleep late at night.

He actually instigated Huashan disciples.

This is not an ordinary matter.

"Master."

"You'd better give an explanation."

Feng Buping's tone seemed sharp.

In fact, it was a bit like he was trying to smooth things over for him.

Because these two guys had a lot of exchanges and discussions when they were in Hengshan.

As they fought.

They began to sympathize with each other.

"The headquarters of the Beggars' Sect has fallen."

Monk Bujie said the shocking news in the simplest tone.

"Is this impossible?"

"Why would the Demon Cult attack the Beggars' Sect?"

"It seems that the Beggars' Sect has no grudges with the Demon Cult?"

After everyone was slightly stunned.

All chose not to believe it.

"It happened two days ago."

"In this battle, the Beggars' Sect lost six elders and hundreds of elite players, including the law enforcement elder and the head of the bowl."

The monk Bujie said with a gloomy face: "And their leader Jie Feng is still missing. The entire Beggars' Sect is very secretive about this scandal, so the news has not spread."

"Wait."

Bai Feifei asked: "Since the Beggars' Sect deliberately blocked it for face, how did you know?"

"The Beggars' Sect blocked it."

"But the Demon Sect has to keep it low-key."

The monk Bujie said: "This is a shocking achievement, and the Demon Sect will naturally publicize it. However, there are not many people who believe in the Demon Sect, so it has not been widely circulated in the world."

At the end of his words, the monk Bujie looked at Yue Buqun specifically.

The result was just calmness.

It was even taken for granted.

His heart was also slightly relieved.

"It's really coming."

"The Demon Cult really wants to take advantage of the opportunity of the heroes of the world gathering at Shaoshi Mountain to defeat them one by one."

Ning Zhongze murmured absentmindedly.

Feng Qingyang and Feng Buping's faces were also terribly gloomy.

Even the resourceful Bai Feifei frowned at this time.

You know, the Beggars' Sect's headquarters must have a dog-beating formation.

In addition, Jie Feng and some elders must have learned the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. (Read the violent novel,Just go to Fulu Novel Network! )

Such a lineup was killed.

This is really horrifying.

Monk Bujie asked in surprise: "Did you know that the Demon Cult would take such action?"

After speaking, he looked at the Huashan masters in front of him in doubt.

"What's so strange?"[]

Feng Qingyang said without blushing: "The Demon Cult has a military strategy master. Last time, he was able to formulate three consecutive poisonous plans and surrounded and killed nearly a thousand elite disciples of the Five Mountains Sword Sect. Why can't he defeat all the masters in the martial arts world one by one this time?"

Monk Bujie was stunned by the question.

His brain is not very bright.

It's really a bit difficult for him to consider such a complicated military deployment.

"Shaolin is a well-known force of the Demon Cult."

"All the martial arts sects that are friendly with Shaolin want to help."

Feng Buping also patiently explained: "If you go, you will fall into the trap of the Demon Cult; if you don't go, you will be treacherous. Tell me, how to break this situation?"

Monk Bujie shook his head.

Dead end.

This is an unsolvable conspiracy.

Even Yue Buqun and his men don't have a foolproof method.

Not to mention Monk Bujie.

"The martial arts world is really dangerous."

"I will go and persuade Senior Sister Dingxian to not go to Shaolin to die."

Monk Bujie thought of Hengshan.

He even wanted to go back immediately.

"Monk."

Bai Feifei suddenly had an idea and asked, "You disturbed us late at night just to deliver this message?"

"Of course not only that."

Monk Bujie quickly took out a secret letter from his arms.

Then he handed it to Feng Buping.

"This is what Senior Sister Dingxian asked me to deliver to you personally."

"You can see that the beeswax is still well sealed. The monk didn't peek."

Monk Bujie quickly added.

Then he hurriedly wanted to go back and remind everyone in Hengshan.

Now he has become the head of Hengshan.

He will never allow anyone in Hengshan to be harmed.

"Wait a minute."

"Wait until we finish reading. If there is a reply or something, you can take it with you."

Yue Buqun was a little amused by Monk Bujie's surprise.

I had no choice but to persuade him to stay.

"That's right."

Monk Bujie touched his head awkwardly.

This guy is straightforward.

No one would bother with him.

At this time.

Yue Buqun had already read the contents of the letter.

But he did not give it to Feng Qingyang, but to Bai Feifei, who also knew pharmacology.

Not only that.

He also sent a message to Ning Zhongze.

Ning Zhongze then left at the fastest speed.

"How?"

Feng Buping was a little anxious.

He was afraid that it was a bad thing that would harm Huashan.

"The letter talks about the Bailingdan."

After Yue Buqun gave a brief explanation, he could not help but sigh: "I just didn't expect that the two great spiritual medicines of Hengshan actually had such a story. This time, it was my luck at Huashan."

It turned out that there was a great nobleman in the court who heard that Hengshan had excellent medical skills.

So he took the patient to the mountain to seek medicine.

In order to avoid disaster, Hengshan tried his best to treat the patient.

Finally, the patient's life was extended for ten years.

And the great nobleman was grateful. Not only did he leave a lot of silver, but he also gave him an ancient pill recipe of unknown origin.

Hengshan School spent several years of hard work to crack the ancient pill recipe.

Finally, two kinds of spiritual medicines were subdivided: Tianxiang Duanxu Glue and Baiyun Xiongdan Pill.

"Hengshan School has the foundation of subdividing magical medicines."

"No wonder they are confident that they can subdivide Bailing Pill within three months."

Bai Feifei was very emotional.

One part of medicine is one part of reason, and it is also three parts of poison.

If it is not handled properly, or the medicinal properties conflict, the consequences will be disastrous.

Therefore, the work of subdividing a certain magical medicine seems simple, but it is actually extremely difficult.

"This has unexpected help."

"My Huashan is indeed blessed with great luck."

Feng Qingyang finished reading.

Looking at Yue Buqun with a sigh.

If it weren't for Yue Buqun's courage, he took the initiative to share the inheritance of Bailingdan with Hengshan Sect.

Otherwise, where would there be such an opportunity.

If it were him.

Or Feng Pingpin.

Basically, Bailingdan would rot at home.

At this time.

Ning Zhongze also came back.

She had two more secret books in her hand.

"The letter is here."

"Keep these two books with you."

Yue Buqun wrote a letter and handed it to Monk Bujie, then said solemnly: "Bujie, you'd better return quickly this time, and make sure to arrive before Hengshan sets out to help Shaolin."

"Monk knows."

Monk Bujie nodded.

This is different from Yue Buqun's reminder. He will also rush back as quickly as possible.

Then.

Feng Buping escorted Monk Bujie down the mountain on behalf of Huashan.

And Feng Qingyang asked about the two secret books: "Young man Yue, you didn't give the inheritance in the Cliff of Repentance to Hengshan, did you?"

The inheritance in the Cliff of Repentance.

Yue Buqun dug it out ten years ago.

Even the weapons left inside were mostly recast.

The material of Feng Buping's Unfair Sword is the black iron weapon of the Demon Cult elder.

"It's a return, not a gift."

Yue Buqun explained: "According to the content of the letter, even if the Bailing Pill is subdivided, it must be refined by at least a 500-year-old top-grade old ginseng. Hengshan must refine it independently to determine whether the subdivision is successful, which is equivalent to wasting their sect's foundation in advance. Naturally, we have to show our appreciation."

He is offering a gift to Buddha by borrowing flowers.

And the flowers he borrowed are the flowers grown by Hengshan himself.

I earn two favors.

This kind of business.

It is a sure win. .