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

"When a common man gets angry, blood is splattered on the spot."

"When the Buddha gets angry, all living things suffer."

Yue Buqun reminded him grimly, “You should know that in the birthplace of Buddhism, the Demon Buddha is also a descendant of the Buddha.”

asphyxia.

There was dead silence.

Everyone looked at Yue Buqun with fear.

"Amitabha."

Heart and eyebrows together.

Once again, he performed a solemn ceremony to express his gratitude to his younger generation.

Turn around and leave.

He ignored Fang Zheng and the others who were stunned.

Nor did he make things difficult for those ambitious people who were just trying to take advantage of others.

"Bunto~?"

"That's it……"

Yue Buqun felt that Xinmei was not here to cause trouble.

But he still didn't pay much attention to it.

Well-informed and with a good memory.

Read through the Buddhist scriptures and Taoist canon.

Whether it is a fight of words or a fight of martial arts, Yue Buqun is always worthy of the title.

However, the Shaolin abbot Xinmei in the original novel died inexplicably.

Moreover, there was not much sadness in Shaolin after his death. His fellow disciples were even in the mood to play chess with guests.

This seems very strange.

"In that case."

"Then Yue will take his leave."

Yue Buqun suddenly felt a little lonely.

But the thought was fleeting.

No lingering.

He glanced in the direction of the harem and then rushed out.

There was no fall.

Ride the wind all the way.

Free and easy.

Like a sword immortal.

the other side.

In the cold palace.

Old Ying covered his chest and slowly lay down on the rocking chair he was most familiar with.

The rocking chair began to rock slowly.

"Come out."

Ying Lao closed his eyes and spoke tiredly.

Ku Zhuo, dressed in black sword guard clothes, walked out.

"I knew you were coming."

It’s not surprising that Ying Lao is like that.

"Do you know what I'm here for?"

Ku Zhuo was puzzled.

In the past six months.

He has learned to be patient and cautious.

It has always been kept secret.

"You think you're covering it up well, but to me, it's just pretense."

"What's more, you secretly made a deal with Cao Zhengchun. Do you think I don't know?"

Ying Lao continued speaking.

Still didn't open his eyes.

"Then why don't you kill me?"

Ku Zhuo was very puzzled.

If it were me.

I will never keep a subordinate with ulterior motives around me.

"Why should I kill you?"

Ying Lao murmured, "When you stay in the palace for more than ten years, you will probably understand."

Ku Zhuo didn't understand.

I don't want to understand either.

He was filled with murderous intent at this moment.

Mr. Ying made him a lone minister and almost buried all his family members.

Think back to the beginning.

It was because the eunuchs Wang and Wang Xiaoye controlled his family that he had to betray the Fuwei Escort Agency and Lin Zhongxiong.

Ying Lao cut himself off from the East Factory and put his family in a desperate situation.

This touched his sore spot.

"Go ahead."

"Is this the time to make your move on the deal with Cao Zhengchun?"

Ying Lao spoke slowly.

The tone was slower and softer than before.

"more than."

"I promised to help him three times."

At this point, there is no need for Ku Zhuo to hide anything.

After all, what happened today is obvious to everyone.

"That's two more times."

"You've gone from a subordinate to an ally."

Ying Lao congratulated him, "Not bad, not bad. You've made progress compared to before."

"Because I exchanged a few moves with Du Gong."

“He recognized my strength.”

Ku Zhuo paused here.

He looked at Ying Lao with a complicated look.

Ying Lao murmured, "It seems that this matter is still related to me."

He can't see.

But I can sense it.

"Yes."

"The reason why it went so smoothly is not only because Xiao Kuzi's martial arts skills have made a breakthrough."

Ku Zhuo never called himself Xiao Kuzi.

Because such self-proclaimed title is equivalent to spiritual self-castration.

But today was a surprise.

He actually belittled himself in front of Mr. Ying, which shows what was going on.

"'Go ahead.'"

Ying Lao was too lazy to ask any further questions.

"Even more so because Xiao Kuzi claimed to be Master Ying's disciple."

"That's why the governor thinks highly of Xiao Kuzi."

Ku Zhuo finished speaking.

The disciple pays homage to the old man.

"Hahaha……"

"I didn't expect to have a disciple before I died."

It was unclear whether Ying Lao was happy or sarcastic.

But the joy on his face was undisguised.

cough cough...

Maybe I laughed too hard.

Ying Lao started to cough dryly.

The dejection on his face deepened.

"Where's your reward?"

Ying Lao finally asked, "You can't possibly pay so much for so-called status."

"The Royal Arsenal."

"twice."

Ku Zhuo said it calmly.

"good."

"These two opportunities are enough for your martial arts to make a great leap forward."

Ying Lao's voice became softer and softer, and there was a hint of emptiness in it.

But as the last note fell, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Because the bitter burn has come before him.

Moreover, there were two bone-piercing needles stabbed into his body.

Ku Zhuo picked up the third bone-piercing needle and asked, "Master, aren't you curious about what I learned in there?"

"Not curious."

"Because I already guessed it."

Ying Lao smiled.

This is the lone minister he wants.

Being heartless and ungrateful, and cutting himself off from others, Ku Zhuo can only be a shadow of his loyalty to the royal family.

"Please go, Master."