"Since Master Yue has low skills, he wants to kill more people than me. I am ashamed of myself. Compared with Master Yue, I am still slightly inferior."
Since killing people affects martial arts practice, then if your martial arts skills are low, you must have killed more people than me.
Yue Buqun knew the meaning of Jingzhou's words, and even though he felt sulky when he heard his sarcasm, he was even more shocked that the young man in front of him could see through his identity. He just said "Yue", and the person inferred that he was the head of Huashan.
This thought really surprised Yue Buqun.
Yue Buqun shook the folding fan in his hand, with a warm look on his face, and said with a smile: "The young hero is extremely talented, has excellent swordsmanship, and is even more extraordinary in intelligence. If you have time, you can come and lie down in my Huashan Mountain. Yue will be a good entertainer." After a while, let my incompetent disciples see what it means to be a young hero! Those fools have practiced a few sword skills in the past and they don’t know how high the world is!"
"Boy, please clean up this place quickly and put in another bottle of wine!"
Yue Buqun's face twitched, he took a deep breath, and then said: "Young hero, do you know Lu Bai, the crane hand? This person is the second eunuch among the thirteen eunuchs of Songshan. His palms are so powerful that few heroes in the world can match him." ."
"What does it have to do with me whether Lu Baili is good or not?"
Jing Zhou may not know about others among the Thirteen Taibos, but he is very familiar with Lu Bai, the unlucky guy.
As long as Lu Bai was involved in anything, whether it was assisting Jian Zong disciples to come back or organizing underworld masters to besiege the Huashan troops, none of them were successful.
As for Yue Buqun's mention of this person, he just wanted him to fight with the Songshan sect so that both parties would lose.
Suppressing the anger that was rising in his heart, Yue Buqun cupped his hands towards Jingzhou, said goodbye, and walked out.
The young man's words really made him angry. If he stayed for a moment longer, Yue Buqun was afraid that he would draw his sword.
It’s just that I can’t do anything today. If I want this sword manual, I’m afraid I have to make more plans.
When Yue Buqun disappeared, Jingzhou said quietly: "I have to go to Huashan. After all, there are many sword skills waiting for me."
Yue Buqun was always plotting and scheming, but in the face of absolute power, neither hypocrisy nor tactics had any effect.
"I remember that in the original work, Zhonggong Huang had a martial art with invisible sword energy. This technique is perfect for dealing with Xiao Xiao. It seems that during this time, I have to go to Luoyang to learn the piano from Ren Yingying."
Jingzhou even thought in his mind: "In the future, when there are many people, put out the piano and use your inner power to kill people. By the end of the song, all the bones will wither."
There are so many people that I can't stand for even a moment in front of the profound music skills.
Just like Huang Yaoshi's Blue Sea Tide Song, Ouyang Ke might not be able to hold out for long even if he lays out snake formations all over the mountains and plains.
In fact, you don’t need to learn the piano from Ren Yingying. You must know that since the piano was invented, almost all the people who became famous were women.
Perhaps there are many strange women who are proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but none of them are masters. But Jingzhou didn't want to face the old man with a white beard all day long. How could learning the piano from an old man compare to learning from a beauty?
Even if beautiful things are not yours, you will feel particularly happy if you can see them.
After drinking two jugs of wine and eating two dishes with the blood all over the floor, Jingzhou went downstairs.
He took out a large piece of silver from his pocket and threw it to the shopkeeper. Then he went out and said in a loud voice:
"Whose family is Bai Yu? He entered Luoyang overnight. Looking at Huadong Mosque, he shocked the matchmaker."
The shopkeeper was surprised at first. He took the large piece of silver and weighed it carefully before a smile appeared on his face.
Dear dad, this piece of silver is a complete windfall!
Originally, he thought that he would suffer the same unreasonable disaster today as usual. After all, killing people is commonplace among people in the world. Not to mention breaking some tables and chairs, but what if we go one step further?
It's okay for those with lower martial arts skills, but when they meet someone as skilled as that young master, they can only fight against each other.
Looking at the disappearing figure, the shopkeeper sighed: "What a poem, what a poem! The young hero is not only extraordinary in literary talent, but also a good person!"
"Shopkeeper, didn't you just scold me: 'Damn it, who is this little bastard from?'"
"You know nothing! Why don't you clear the table quickly!"
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Huashan Zhengqi Hall
This is the main hall where the master is located. Before the Sword Qi War, the plaque on this main hall originally read Jian Qi Chongxiao. Later, when the Qi Sect came into power, it was changed from Jianqi Chongxiao to Zhengqi Hall.
At this time, Yue Buqun gathered a group of disciples in the main hall. After returning from the inn, Yue Buqun felt that there was going to be a storm in the world. It would be better for his disciples to give more instructions, so as not to die without knowing the heights of the world. To tear and kill.
At this time, Yue Buqun had not yet practiced the evil sword technique. Although he was scheming, he was very concerned about his disciples. These disciples were the future of Huashan.
Since the Sword Qi War, the Huashan Sect not only has no masters in charge, but is also very short on money for daily expenses. Every disciple has been trained by Yue Buqun with great effort. If it is accidentally broken, I'm afraid it will make him heartbroken.
Linghu Chong was the eldest brother. He was the first to speak: "I wonder why Master summoned the disciples and others?"
The last time a group of Huashan disciples gathered in the Zhengqi Hall was to worship their ancestor.
Yue Buqun glanced at Linghu Chong and let out a cold "hum", which made Linghu Chong soften immediately.
He drank all night last night, and the smell of alcohol still lingered on his body. At this time, he was discovered by Yue Buqun, and he was inevitably punished again.
Yue Buqun had high expectations for Linghu Chong and trained him as the next leader of Huashan. However, although this disciple was highly qualified, his temperament was unstable. Even when he was practicing martial arts, he had too many moves.
Otherwise, with his talent, how could he only develop such a small amount of internal strength!
He used to think that Linghu Chong was very qualified, but since he met Jing Zhou, he felt less and less satisfied with Linghu Chong.
"I'm afraid there's going to be a storm in the world recently. This evil-repelling sword manual has been released, and it's already caused quite a stir. There are even demon cultivators practicing it. You guys will stay on the mountain and practice hard these days. You're not allowed to go down the mountain privately, or you'll be discovered by your master. , break his dog legs!"
After saying that, Yue Buqun glared at Linghu Chong again.
Lu Da was dissatisfied and asked: "Master, our Huashan sect is also one of the most famous sects. Why should we be afraid of the demon sect's thieves? Don't you always teach us that good and evil are not mutually exclusive, and there is no need to show mercy when encountering people from the demon sect." ?"
"A few days ago, I met a person from the Demon Cult. This person was murderous and extremely vicious. I originally wanted to kill him to eliminate harm to the martial arts world, but the martial arts skills of this thieves were not as high as my master. Why!"
Yue Buqun thought to himself: "Not only is that man not inferior to me in martial arts, but his sword skills are extremely sharp and his moves are deadly. His temperament is even more decisive in killing. If I really fight with that man, I'm afraid I won't be able to defeat him." . This evil-fighting sword manual is indeed extremely powerful, and it cannot be compared to my Huashan sword technique."
"That young man looks much smaller than Chong'er, but with this martial arts, there are few opponents. It can be seen that this sword technique is the best in the world. If I get that sword technique, I am afraid that no one in the world can be like me. Opponent, when the time comes, why should the Huashan Sect not be happy!"
However, it was not easy for him to say this in front of his disciples.
Linghu Chong was afraid that Yue Buqun would punish him, so he didn't say a word, but his thoughts had already flown to Hangzhou: "I've been craving for the wine at Yanbo Tower for a long time. I have saved some money recently, do you want to drink it twice? After the master comes down the mountain, I will sneak down the mountain, and I don’t think the master will know."
For more than ten years, he had been practicing swordsmanship and drinking wine, which was indispensable. When he encountered that fine wine, his soul was taken away.
It just so happened that the wine in Yanbo Tower was the kind that could take away his soul.
After taking a look at Yue Lingshan, Yue Buqun wondered if he could drag that young man into the Huashan Sect?
Shan'er and the boy happened to be about the same age. . . . . .
