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

Feng Qingyang was also a little reluctant.

But I also feel that this is indeed the most appropriate time.

"Long live."

Linghu Chong originally asked just to give it a try.

I didn't expect it to happen.

"Chong'er."

"Don't mess around when you go to Hengshan."

Feng Buping always felt that Linghu Chong would get into trouble.

But it's hard to stop it.

After all, he also knew that the young eagle needed to go through the baptism of wind and rain before it could truly soar.

"know."

"I promise I won't get into trouble."

Linghu Chong swore solemnly.

It made others envious.

Even Yu Hongyan and others wanted to travel with the team.

then.

Yue Buqun gave everyone some pointers on swordsmanship.

Especially after answering more than a dozen questions about internal strength.

Everyone suddenly realized.

They went to practice on their own.

Yue Buqun, who originally wanted to improve his medical proficiency, saw Bai Feifei, Feng Qingyang and Feng Buping who seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Yue Buqun understood what he meant.

Yue Buqun asked: "Is there something wrong with your cultivation?"

"There's something wrong with my martial arts."

Feng Qingyang looked at Bai Feifei.

Bai Feifei nodded.

She swung her hand and the ghost sword flew out.

Feng Buping also took off his Buping Sword and replaced it with a hardwood sword made of ironwood.

Ghostly body skills burst out.

Bai Feifei immediately turned into a ghost.

Weird and changeable.

Complex and disorderly.

With such terrifying body movements, I'm afraid there are not many people in the world who can do anything about it.

But Feng Buping didn't think too much about it.

Dots of sword light covered the area.

No matter how cunning you are.

No matter how deep your routine is.

This is how I deal with it in an indiscriminate way.

Bai Feifei suddenly bent her hands into claws, exerted force with her five fingers, and broke through the numerous sword shadows and sword lights like a dragon claw.

Button.

Bai Feifei broke the swift wind sword in an instant.

His left hand grabbed Feng Buping's head viciously.

"The intention is too obvious."

Feng Buping shouted angrily.

At the same time, the Hunyuan Qi suddenly shook.

The hardwood sword held by Bai Feifei swung open.

Head-to-head.

Fierce versus vicious.

Heavy and sharp.

The two exchanged more than forty moves in just three breaths.

"I see."

Yue Buqun called for a stop.

He looked at Bai Feifei and asked, "Is this the blue scorpion's bone claw?"

Bai Feifei nodded.

"Bone Claw."

"It is indestructible and can destroy the enemy's leaders like piercing rotten soil."

Feng Buping said, "This is a standard magic claw technique. It is said that the Blue Scorpion obtained it by slaughtering a tribe of Jin people, so this set of claw techniques is even more mysterious."

"Wrong, wrong."

"This means to destroy the enemy's leader and attack the enemy's vital points."

Yue Buqun smiled bitterly and said, "Both Blue Scorpion and you have been practicing incorrectly from the beginning."

He didn't know how this thing got around.

But it is possible that Yang Kang took notes while practicing.

After Yang Kang's death, this record became the inheritance of the Jin people.

Passed down to this day.

The inheritance is extremely incomplete.

Yue Buqun could clearly see that there were many traces of forced filling and repair.

But generally speaking, it is still centered around the [Nine Yin White Bone Claw].

"Did you practice wrongly?"

Everyone was confused.

If it weren't for the fact that this set of claws was extremely sharp.

It is the shadow of the top-level unique skills.

Otherwise they wouldn't have gone to such great lengths.

"This claw technique originated from Taoism..."

Yue Buqun made a simple analysis and then said, "I can repair this set of claw skills, but it may take a lot of time."

"Your time is too valuable."

"Don't waste it."

Feng Qingyang decisively refused.

Yue Buqun has too many things to do now.

It's not enough to just practice martial arts and swordsmanship, but he also has to refine medicine and pass on martial arts skills to disciples.

Previously, it was said that Hunyuan Gong should be improved into a miraculous skill that can be practiced automatically while walking or breathing.

So many projects.

So hard.

Even if you split the person in half, it wouldn't be enough.

"correct."

"It's just a claw technique."

Bai Feifei quickly dissuaded him, "Huashan isn't famous for its claw skills, so it doesn't matter if it doesn't have this inheritance."

"Ok."

Yue Buqun thought about it and felt that he was too busy to handle it.

Sudden.

Yue Buqun frowned.

But he didn't move, but stared at the mountain below.

Feng Qingyang was the second one to feel it.

"Amitabha."

A bald donkey climbed up the mountain by stepping on rocks and branches.

He has white eyebrows and a long beard.

Kind face.

The breath is calm and peaceful.

Even if one uses the Qi in this way, it still gives people a feeling of "stillness".

"It turns out to be Master Xinhu."

Yue Buqun congratulated him, "Congratulations, Master, on achieving your ultimate accomplishment."

He didn't know what kind of martial arts Master Xinhu was practicing.

But it is definitely not Yi Jin Jing.

"Thank you, Master Yue."

Master Xinhu folded his hands and said, "Xinhu has come uninvited this time to ask for medicine."

"Master, are you kidding?"

Bai Feifei sneered and replied, "Shaolin has the world's top alchemists and the best alchemy resources. Apart from other things, the Shaolin Great Huan Dan alone is unrivaled in the martial arts world. Why would they need our Huashan pills?"

"The female donor is the Ghost Palace Master, right?"

"Huashan is so lucky."

Master Xinhu revealed Bai Feifei's identity in one sentence.

He then didn't dwell on Bai Feifei's sensitive identity and replied bluntly, "The Great Huan Dan is one of the foundations of my Shaolin. This breakthrough has already exhausted all of this foundation."

"You've exhausted your own, and now you're coming back to exhaust us at Huashan."

"What's the point of this?"

Feng Qingyang is not polite.

Directly condense the sword intent.

It seems like a fight will start if they disagree on something.

"Brother Feng."

"Just be patient."

Master Xinhu felt a pang of bitterness in his heart, and frankly said, "I left the retreat this time because Junior-nephew Kong had asked me to. I had no choice but to do so. However, the dangers outside the retreat are numerous, and the Demonic Blade of Guihai Bailian possesses the power of a Grandmaster. I don't even have the ability to protect myself."

"so what?"

"What does this have to do with Huashan?"