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

Although the Sun family was severely damaged, it still retained its last strength.

"Ah……"

"The so-called righteous path."

Bai Feifei looked at him with disdain.

“Like a court.”

Lin Shiyin was also extremely disappointed.

"It's getting more and more chaotic."

Yue Buqun observed a moment of silence for Gu Santong.

In the open there are the seven major sects in the martial arts world, and in secret there are Bai Tianyu and the Divine Sword Hall.

And there is Zhu Wusi's calculation behind the scenes.

No matter how you look at it, Gu Santong is doomed to die.

"The seven major sects are Shaolin, Wudang, Shangqing Temple, Songshan, Emei, Beggars' Sect, and Qingcheng."

"Including the Divine Sword Hall, that makes it the Eight Great Ones."

Feng Buping sighed and said, "Gu Santong is completely hopeless. There is no way to break the deadlock."

He envied Gu Santong's talent in martial arts.

I admire Gu Santong's unyielding spirit against all the major sects.

But since we are not relatives or friends, I cannot help you.

"Breaking?"

"Why should we help him break the situation?"

Yue Buqun asked back.

He never thought about saving Gu Santong at all.

If they really wanted to save people, they would only save Hu Bugui and others.

"and many more."

Yue Buqun suddenly thought of a flaw:

Pure heart.

There is also Cheng Shifei who is about to be born.

These two factors.

It may become a variable that affects the outcome of the competition and even the entire trend of the martial arts world.

"In that case."

"Then we have to take it in stride."

Yue Buqun was thinking in his mind.

Everyone saw that he fell silent.

I dare not disturb you.

They left one after another.

But on the other side.

Instead, they gathered together.

In the Forbidden City.

In the main hall of the East Factory.

Cao Zhengchun looked at the secret book in front of him with a gloomy expression.

This is the flower-picking finger.

The Dharma Academy specializes in the study of supreme and unique skills.

It is said that only by understanding the artistic conception of Venerable Kasyapa's smile while holding a flower can one reach the pinnacle of cultivation.

Throughout the history of Shaolin, no one except the founder Bodhidharma has reached such a realm.

"Big brother?"

Luo Jusheng looked at Cao Zhengchun suspiciously.

The other big bosses didn't even glance at it.

They have become accustomed to Cao Zhengchun's one-man show and will not speak easily.

"Failed."

Cao Zhengchun murmured, "The ancestor said that my Tiangang Tongzi Kung Fu is a unique skill in the world. If I can cultivate it to the eighth level, I might be able to compete with Yue Buqun."

There are so many inheritances of Tongzi Kung Fu.

Shaolin, Wudang, Huashan, and Beggars' Sect are all available.

Even Emei has records of such exercises.

Almost every sect has this tradition.

However, those who can cultivate to the seventh level are rare.

Not to mention the eighth floor.

"How can this be?"

Luo Jusheng exclaimed, "Back then, the only one who could cultivate to this level was Zhang Zhenren of Wudang."

Luo Jusheng's expression then grew increasingly horrified: "Doesn't this mean that Yue Buqun has now reached the same level of martial arts as Zhang Sanfeng?"

Cao Zhengchun nodded.

It is because more secrets of martial arts have been revealed.

He became more and more desperate.

You know, he has only cultivated the Tiangang Boy's Kung Fu to the sixth level now.

The result of forty years of hard work.

If you want to get a glimpse of the seventh floor, it will probably take more than ten years of hard work.

The eighth floor.

It's almost wishful thinking.

"What should we do?"

Luo Juesheng was not at a loss.

But I am also upset.

The big guys are just looking at each other.

Want to talk.

Want to give advice.

But in the end they all chose to shut up.

Cao Zhengchun said: "The ancestor gave me two paths."

"what?"

Luo Jusheng was overjoyed.

The other gear heads also instantly recovered their vitality 0......

"The first step is to learn the Shaolin method of enlightenment."

Cao Zhengchun looked at someone viciously and said, "Then have him use this method to transfer all the power of Tiangang Tongzi Gong to me."

His gaze.

His spirit.

All locked in fourth gear.

Because the fourth-level leader also practices Tiangang Boy's Kung Fu.

Almost half his apprentice.

Everyone looked at the fourth gear leader at the same time.

"Superintendent..."

The fourth gear driver broke out in a cold sweat instantly.

But he finally gritted his teeth and said, "If the Governor needs it, I am willing to do it."

He had no choice.

If he cooperates, there might still be a chance of survival.

Cao Zhengchun would spare his life because of his cooperation, or even use him more.

"That's all."

"Our factory is in urgent need of people right now, and we cannot afford to sacrifice them."

Cao Zhengchun shook his head and said, "Besides, the ancestor said that the skill level I need is at least a hundred years. Your twenty years of hard work is just a drop in the bucket."

"Thank you, Governor."

Relax in fourth gear.

As long as his martial arts skills remain, his status will remain.

He had seen too many old eunuchs who had no martial arts skills and no power and influence, and they knew how miserable they were.

"Big brother."

"What about the second way?"

Luo Juesheng was very anxious.

Yue Buqun's murderous intent from the past seemed to still be stuck in his throat.

"Precious medicine."

“Even a miracle drug.”

Cao Zhengchun's answer was very simple.

"Yes, I have."

"Isn't there a genuine thousand-year-old ginseng king in the treasure house?"

Luo Jusheng said in surprise: "I think no one would dare to object if Big Brother uses it to break through the realm."

Cao Zhengchun was extremely powerful in the government.

You can enter the royal treasury whenever you want.

It is common to take away a precious medicine.

“It’s not a matter of materials.”

“It’s a question of how to use it.”

Cao Zhengchun shook his head.

Even the thousand-year-old ginseng king.

Cao Zhengchun boiled all of it into soup and ate it, which meant that his skills increased rapidly by a few years, just like the ten years of Chui Potian's skills.

Not to mention the eighth floor.

Even the seventh floor is a stretch.

The utilization rate is too low.

1.1 “Could it be…”