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

To You Longsheng's astonishment, Old Man Canglong added two more fingers.

You Longsheng's limbs completely became disobedient.

Only consciousness and true energy can function normally.

"Little dragon."

"Our Cangjian Villa doesn't have the heritage of Huashan, Shaolin, or Wudang."

"But when I was in my prime, I also happened to learn a secret magic technique. I can use my last remaining strength to help you break through."

Old man Canglong's face suddenly turned red.

You Longsheng was anxious.

But the old man Canglong's palms had already hit the critical point of Youlongsheng's technique.

"Don't be distracted."

"Try to remember the trajectory of your Qi flow later."

"I will hold on as long as possible."

At the end of Old Man Canglong's words, a warm, same-origin true energy surged in and began to wash over You Longsheng's limbs and bones.

This is a disguised form of cleansing the essence and marrow.

At the same time, it is also expanding the base.

They are born with the same bloodline and the same true qi without any difference.

This creates an almost perfect fit.

This caused You Longsheng to transform towards an incredible state... Damn...

Chapter 362 Obituary

Use people as medicine and blood to make pills.

The magic pill refined in this way is the legendary human pill.

But use yourself as medicine and achieve the same goal.

This is also a human pill.

But no one thought it was a magic pill, they only thought it was a great inheritance and a self-sacrifice worthy of admiration.

Old Man Canglong used the last bit of his life force and all his life's cultivation to force Youlongsheng to cleanse his essence and marrow and break through the barriers.

This is an extremely important and great family inheritance.

A few days later.

Huashan received the obituary from Cangjian Villa.

Yue Buqun and Feng Buping, who were practicing the Three Avici Swords at Luoyan Peak, fell silent after receiving the news.

Cong Buqi didn't dare to speak.

Accompanying the two of them in silence.

Yue Buqun just looked at the beautiful scenery of Mount Hua.

Falling Wild Goose Peak.

The highest peak of Mount Hua.

Legend has it that the place got its name because returning wild geese often stop here to rest.

Plus, this place is relatively open and quiet.

Therefore, Yue Buqun and his companions would choose this place to practice sword techniques with greater lethality.

"Old Man Canglong is also a legend in the martial arts world."

"It's a pity that he fell like this."

Feng Buping broke the dullness of the scene.

There was Old Man Canglong before there was Cangjian Villa.

That's why You Longsheng became famous all over the world.

With You Longsheng's current martial arts skills and prestige in the martial arts world, he cannot support the huge Cangjian Villa.

If those big forces are interested in spying.

All the wealth and swords accumulated by Cangjian Villa over the decades will have to change hands.

"Yes."

"At his peak, Old Man Canglong was ranked around 20th on the Weapon List."

Yue Buqun felt deeply sorry.

However, he also hoped that the excellent sword-making craftsmanship of Cangjian Villa would not be lost because of Old Man Canglong.

After all, they are a noble family that can forge such a precious sword as the Unfair Sword.

Not much really.

"In fact, if we had replaced Canglong Lao Ren and You Longsheng with Bu You and Bu Qi."

"Our chances of winning will be a notch higher."

Feng Buping said confidently, "I will definitely be overjoyed by then."

The world is getting better and better, and the level of inner strength cultivation is getting higher and higher.

It is not the case that the higher the level of internal strength, the stronger the combat power.

A fight to the death.

There are too many variables.

For example, the gap between Feng Buping and Shen Lang is obviously not that big.

But because of the restraint of kendo and the constraints of the environment.

That's why Feng Buping seemed so unbearable.

If they were to fight one-on-one now.

Feng Buping can withstand at least a hundred moves.

"There's a chance."

Yue Buqun said in a deep voice: "Now I am worried that the great joy will not come."

They, the brothers, like to use abbreviations.

Especially against enemies.

Because this is a spiritual victory for oneself.

"It will come."

"Given her vengeful nature, she will definitely do that."

Feng Buping swore solemnly.

I took a trip to Miaojiang.

Only then did he realize that the Great Joyful Bodhisattva's reputation was only higher than Ren Woxing's in the Central Plains.

The most crucial thing is that the Five Poison Sect and other Miao forces are all unable to do anything about this terrifying existence.

Some slightly weaker forces even had to pay tribute secretly.

"Then use her to practice when the time comes."

Yue Buqun nodded.

Wan Sanqian sent the letter out.

But Shen Lang, who disappeared again, has not responded yet.

Therefore, the expected Dongting Dragon King Festival and the battle to block the river with iron chains are nowhere in sight.

Yue Buqun is free now.

Naturally there will be time to deal with other enemies.

Unfortunately, the Bodhisattva of Great Joy was targeted by him.

"Ah."

Feng Buping nodded.

Then he went down the mountain with Cong Buqi.

Since Cheng Buyou has probably completed the engagement ceremony, Huashan needs to make some preparations in advance.

This is just the wedding of the third generation of Huashan.

So I didn’t send out invitations to heroes.

It’s just a gathering of important members from Huashan and Hengshan.

Everything seems to be going on in an orderly manner.

however.

This world cannot be smooth sailing.

Songshan.

Zuo Lengchan looked at the report with a grim expression.

At its peak.

There are three thousand disciples of the Songshan School.

But now?

They can't even defend the outer territories.

In the past few months, the Jinqian Gang has plundered 70% of the Songshan Sect's territory at a rapid pace.

Even the outer branches of the Songshan Sect were successively conquered.

Many disciples from the outer sect's side branches died or dispersed.

The Songshan Sect was in even worse trouble.

"What do you say about Shaolin and Wudang?"

After Zuo Lengchan asked this question, he felt an endless surge of humiliation in his heart.

But no way.

People under the eaves have to bow their heads.

"They all advised us to shrink our defense."

The face of Big Yin-Yang Hand Le Hou was equally terribly gloomy.

This is not just a recent humiliation.

It is even more isolated and confused.

"It is better to rely on yourself than on others."

Zuo Lengchan had understood this principle before.

It's just that it's even more profound now.

Look back.

Zuo Lengchan looked at his junior brother, whose eyes were dark and tired.

I couldn't help but feel sad.

In the past, there were Thirteen Guardians.

A struggle for power and profit began to emerge within Songshan...