Chapter 182 Huashan Heroine (17) is old
Do you know why Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze are not strong in martial arts? To support the family! Where can I still have the energy to practice Qigong?
When Yue Buqun took over as the leader of the Huashan Sect, he and Ning Zhongze were the only ones left in the Huashan Sect, and they also had a Zixia secret book.
In the following more than ten years of ups and downs, the Huashan sect's population only increased to four. They gave birth to a daughter, Yue Lingshan, and picked up a Linghu Chong.
In recent years, Ningzhong has to raise his two children at home and does not go down the mountain often.
Therefore, the reputation of the Huashan Sect depends on Yue Buqun's shoulders.
The other Five Mountains Sword Sect is a group of people, ranging from dozens to hundreds of people.
Yue Buqun was just a mere commander, he had to take care of his wife and children, handle the affairs of the Huashan Sect, and support his family, so he had no time to concentrate on practicing the Zixia Magic Art.
He is really a man with a sword. Everyone at home and outside relies on him, and he has to support the Huashan Sect's appearance in the entire world.
He had to block all the spying on the Huashan Sect in the world, and block attacks by those who had a grudge against the Huashan Sect. He also had to participate in the joint pursuit of the evil heretics by the famous sect, and he also had to make friends with the other four sects of the Five Mountains Sword Sect.
We must guard the gate of the Huashan Sect, keep our martial arts secrets, and not fall into the name of the Huashan Sect!
Over the years, I have used real swords and guns to create a name that is well-known in the world of Junzijian!
Is this gentleman's sword defeated by speaking of benevolence, justice and morality? No, this was achieved by killing evil spirits and heretics, by fighting a bloody path and crawling out of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Ning Zhong was able to raise his children safely, which was earned by Yue Buqun's hard work.
It's not about selling people out, it's not about clearing the ground, but everyone in the world can accuse Yue Buqun of being despicable, shameless, a hypocrite, and a villain. Only they can't.
The quality of the Huashan sect's apprentices is really worrying now. Lu Hou'er is a monkey charmer, a performer in the martial arts world, and the purpose of learning martial arts is to teach monkeys to perform. Who from a well-known and decent family knows that the other person is a monkey trick, and yet they want to accept him as their disciple?
The only one who could be of great use was the undercover agent sent by Zuo Lengchan.
As for Linghu Chong, it’s okay not to say anything!
It’s really hard to move without money, and you don’t even have time to practice. Without strong martial arts, how can you gain a foothold in the world?
This world is dominated by strength!
When it comes to making money, think about it slowly and think about how to convince the stubborn person in front of you.
"Junior sister, junior sister." Yue Buqun looked at the dazed junior sister worriedly and said, waving his hand in front of her eyes.
"Oh! Senior brother." Mo Hongying came back to her senses and looked at him.
"What are you thinking about? So obsessed." Yue Buqun looked at her with concern and asked.
"Nothing?" Mo Hongying shook her head slightly and said, "By the way, I just went to find the cook Aunt Li." She looked at him when she remembered.
"What are you looking for her for?" Yue Buqun said casually.
"Ask Aunt Li to help us take care of Shan'er." Mo Hongying relayed the conversation to him.
"I just don't know if Shan'er can understand your painstaking efforts." Yue Buqun said with a displeased face, "Human! I would rather listen to outsiders than listen to my own people, as if we want to harm her."
"That's the case." Mo Hongying raised the corners of her lips and smiled.
"I also ordered to go down and cut down the threshold. It will take some time for the wheelchair to be ready." Yue Buqun sighed heavily, "Children are debts, and debt collectors can't escape."
"Haha..." Mo Hongying shook her head and laughed.
"Stop talking." Yue Buqun looked at the sky outside the window, "Let's go eat."
The lunch was indeed much richer, but the meat of the game was too thick to chew, and then I realized that I was getting old.
"Junior sister, why don't you eat it?" Yue Buqun looked at her doubtfully and said, "These are the things you usually like to eat."
"I want to raise pigs and feed chickens." Mo Hongying suddenly said, scaring the chopsticks out of his hand.
Yue Buqun didn't pay attention to the chopsticks that fell on the dining table, and stammered, "Why do you raise chickens and pigs? They stink, no, no." He curled his lips in disgust.
"Home-raised food tastes good!" Mo Hongying ordered the meat dishes on the table. "I can't bite it, it's a waste of my teeth." She said with self-pity, "Maybe I'm old."
"Junior sister is not old, not at all." Yue Buqun said immediately, "The time for stewing this meat is too short. It would be better if it was stewed longer."
"That wastes firewood." Mo Hongying said without thinking.
"There is still a shortage of firewood on the mountain! Just let Liang Fa and the others cut it." Yue Buqun said confidently, looking at the junior sister who insisted on raising him, and thought for a while, "In this way, we will leave it to the people in the village below to raise it, and then give it to the family later. Some money is enough."
"Then it's better to raise it yourself!" Mo Hongying pondered for a moment and said.
"We are far away from the town, so it is not convenient to buy meat." Yue Buqun pursed his lips and said.
"It's not easy to go down the mountain." Mo Hongying shuddered as she thought of the mountain road.
"Who said it's not easy? Qinggong is very convenient." Yue Buqun looked at her with bright black eyes and said, "We reached the foot of the mountain in a quarter of an hour."
Mo Hongying tapped her forehead. It seemed that her thinking had to change. This was the world of martial arts.
It seems that I still have a lot to learn, and my days will not be easy.
"What's wrong?" Yue Buqun looked at her worriedly and asked.
"Nothing?" Mo Hongying put down her hand and looked up at him and said, "Eat."
"If you really want to eat home-raised food, then you have to ask the people in the village down the mountain." Yue Buqun finally agreed, "Not on the mountain, absolutely not." He said with great disgust, "It's too dirty."
"Then let's go down the mountain!" Mo Hongying nodded lightly after hearing this.
People who practice martial arts exercise a lot and need to supplement their nutrition.
After lunch, Mo Hongying went to the practice room, which was her and Yue Lingshan's practice room.
The practice room is as big as three houses. There are no load-bearing walls. There is a pillar in the middle. The pillar is so thick that two people can hug it.
On the wall facing the door is a large word "武" written in Chinese characters. Below is the Eight Immortals table and armchairs.
The floor is covered with felt, and you wear cloth socks to tie your feet when you walk on it. There is a futon in the corner.
On the shelves against the wall were weapons, including swords, guns, swords and halberds, and eighteen kinds of weapons.
The murderous aura rushed to his face, and the weapons shone with a cold light, showing that they were well maintained.
On the other side, there is a round table, drum stool, small table and Taishi chair against the wall. This is considered a rest area!
Mo Hongying walked under the old futon, washed it very clean, and sat on it cross-legged.
When you start meditating and practicing Qigong, you must become proficient in using the exercises as soon as possible so that it is convenient to go anywhere.
I really envy people who know how to do Qinggong. They can easily fly over eaves and walk over walls, and walk on snow without leaving a trace.
Mo Hongying sat cross-legged and mobilized the true energy in her body according to her mental method. She felt that the warm true energy traveled along the eight extraordinary meridians and finally returned to the Dantian.
Concentrate your mind slowly and calmly, motionless like a clay sculpture.
When he opened his eyes again, his stagnant blood vessels had been opened up, and his whole body felt extremely light.
As expected, in the world of martial arts, you will gain something if you practice.
(End of chapter)
