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

"How to crack it?"

Hu Bugui asked the question again.

This time his eyes were persistent and his words were sincere.

There is no trace of rebelliousness or madness.

Chapter 065 Broken Leg

Hu Bugui.

Wudang's former sword prodigy.

A martial arts genius who is regarded as the hope for revival by Wudang.

And he also strives for success.

Before he reached the age of twenty, he had already achieved supernatural powers.

His kendo skills are far superior to those of his peers.

Even many elders in the sect are inferior to him.

Young and energetic, Hu Bugui vowed to take back the Tai Chi Chuan Sutra written by the founder himself, as well as the Zhenwu Sword that symbolizes supreme glory.

But what followed was a fateful relationship with the underworld and a serious illness.

Changed his destiny.

Today it is today.

The confusion remains.

He has to numb himself in self-exile every day.

"Crack the embroidery needle of Dongfang Bubai?"

Yue Buqun pondered for a moment.

next moment.

Bamboo leaves fall from the bamboo branches and land in front of my eyes.

Then he said, "Then you need a sword that's just as fast."

The bamboo leaves have not fallen to the ground.

It has fallen apart.

What made Hu Bugui's hair stand on end the most was that the bamboo leaves were separated according to their veins.

This is no longer a matter of how many swords are thrown in an instant.

But the question is whether this is a question of kendo.

"Second."

"If your sword heart is clear enough to see through thoughts that have not yet sprouted."

"Then Dongfang Bubai's embroidery needle isn't so scary anymore."

Yue Buqun then suggested a second solution.

As for whether Hu Bugui can achieve it.

That's not what he needs to worry about.

"Seeing through thoughts that haven't even sprouted yet?"

Hu Bugui's body trembled slightly.

He had been lowering his head and listening attentively, but now he slowly raised his head.

Those cloudy eyes gradually became clear.

"Thank you."

Hu Bugui performed the highest Taoist etiquette.

And then he didn't stop.

He walked away quickly with light steps.

"A nice seed."

Feng Qingyang is here too.

He looked at the bamboo leaf fragments on the ground and said, "Leave some of this incense and love, maybe it will be of great use in the future."

"maybe."

Yue Buqun's reaction was a little indifferent.

to him.

Giving advice to Hu Bugui was just an accidental move.

As for what kind of changes 870 will produce, he is not very looking forward to it.

There is a sense of casualness that if I know it, I am lucky, and if I fail, I will die.

"Together?"

Yue Buqun extended an invitation.

He meant practicing internal skills together.

Swallow and refine the morning glow and morning energy.

"no."

Feng Qingyang shook his head directly.

The kind without hesitation.

If it comes to fighting with swords, he might still be able to struggle.

But he didn't want to humiliate himself when it came to practicing internal energy.

no way.

Yue Buqun's Zixia magic skill is of too high a level.

High beyond imagination.

It is so high that no amount of practice can achieve it.

"Then Buqun will take his leave."

Yue Buqun wasted no time.

Go straight up the mountain.

It's just that his mountain climbing is a little special.

The towering and steep mountain walls posed almost no obstacle to him.

The danger hidden in the clouds and fog was non-existent to him, and he even wanted it.

"This child's swordsmanship..."

Feng Qingyang lowered his head and looked at the broken leaves that were clearly broken into pieces.

Compare yourself horizontally.

Then he smiled bitterly.

Can't do it.

Really can't do it.

Huashan.

The sword energy rushed to the sky in front of the hall.

Linghu Chong pretended to practice swordplay.

Because now more and more people are practicing Hunyuan Gong, also known as Hunyuan Sword.

So everyone doesn’t need to teach each other.

We can gather together, discuss, and practice together.

of course.

Ah Fei is an exception.

So he's not here.

"Brother Chong."

Gao Genming asked quietly, "How come Xiao Li Feidao, relying solely on his hidden weapon skills, is able to sit at the third place on the Weapon List?"

He was not questioning the rationality of the weapons list.

I'm just curious about what kind of flying knife can surpass Feng Buping?

"Xiao Li's flying dagger never misses its target."

"That's no joke."

Linghu Chong said seriously, "Didn't you see that whether it was the Sun Moon Demon Cult or the Western Demon Cult, they would retreat when they encountered Li Xunhuan?"

"Because they never know when they'll get hit by a flying knife."

Yu Hongyan added quietly.

Gao Gen Ming Wen: "For example, that traitorous Jin Jiao from the Tianhe Gang?"

The fall of the silver-bearded dragon Huang Boliu, as well as many hall masters and elites.

The Tianhe Gang fell apart in an instant.

And the dirty things they did also surfaced one by one.

For example, Huang Bolu's brother, the powerful Tianhe Jinjiao, was shot to death with a flying knife because Li Xunhuan discovered that the Tianhe Gang was selling weapons to enemy countries and ethnic groups.

"more or less."

Linghu Chong couldn't think of a better example.

Then he added, "But I heard that Li Xun Huan's Qinggong and swordsmanship are both excellent. Only a very few people can force him to use a flying knife."

"The devil knows."

Yu Hongyan didn't want to care about so many things.

He continued practicing sword.

She likes boxing and kung fu.

But Huashan’s sect is founded on swordsmanship, so one must be proficient in one sword technique to some extent.

It just so happens that practicing Hunyuan Sword is equivalent to practicing Hunyuan Gong.

Don't delay either.

"Something big has happened."

"Someone is coming to challenge us again from the mountain gate."

Lu Dayou came over shouting.

The smooth and agile body movements are a qualitative breakthrough compared to before.

"After the weapon list comes out."

"Are there not enough people coming to challenge me?"

Linghu Chong also liked to join in the fun at first.

However, as the Eight Righteous Men of the Central Plains became more and more proficient in combat techniques, most of the challengers were kicked down the mountain before they could even enter the gate.

Linghu Chong lost interest as he watched.

“It’s different.”