The situation is stronger than the man.

Yue Buqun now regrets it, why didn't he start from other small factions first?

More hands-on, rushing up, and sitting behind the scenes by yourself is better than being captured by others now!

Wen Hong moved the previous set of remarks and said it again in front of Yue Buqun.

When he was done, he asked, "Do you think I'm right?" ”

Right!

That's right!

If the host of this Huashan faction is me, it will be even more right!

Yue Buqun stared at Wen Hong, and reluctantly opened his mouth to ask a question: "Are you born with divine power?" ”

"Not really."

Wen Hong said generously: "The path I have taken is like the way of external strength, but it is different, and the effect of refining muscles and bones is great. In the past two years, he has only been involved in internal strength, and he has not seen great results, so he will not show off in front of Master Yue. ”

External work......

Are you old enough to practice the eighteen palms of dragon descending?

Which external skill is so powerful, and the horizontal training muscles and bones are so solid and powerful, I'm afraid it's the dragon elephant of Tantra!

Wen Hong asked again: "Master Yue, do you agree or disagree with the matter of the merger?" ”

Yue Buqun closed his eyes, nodded, then stopped speaking and closed himself.

Shoot yourself in the foot!

Wen Hong naturally knew that Yue Buqun was unwilling and reluctant now, but so what?

He is here to disturb the world, and he is not here to level the world and fight the country. Yue Buqun is not Zhuge Liang in Longzhong, and he needs to look at the thatched house three times and treat him with courtesy.

Gaining energy, constantly traveling through the world, and exploring the end of the path of cultivation is what Wen Hong thinks now.

After three years of Taoist career, he has changed his temperament, but not much.

After thinking about it, he said again: "I don't have any view of the portal, after the merger of Huashan, all the classics will be returned to the library pavilion, and Deputy Head Yue will read it if he wants to." That's what I've learned, and I'll put it in it.

If you want to be the head of the prison and take charge of Huashan, you can go to practice at that time, and defeat me head-on in the future. ”

Yue Buqun's eyes opened and looked at Wen Hong, his lips trembling slightly.

"Once the word is spoken, the horse is hard to chase."

After that, after placing the tea cup on the table, Wen Hong walked out of the room with a look of pity on his face.

He thought in his heart: This gentleman's sword, sure enough, did not carry any cheats.

Like the operation of killing monsters and exploding cheats in the novel, in reality, it is really the few, basically equal to nothing, and Wen Hong did not scavenge the secrets of Zixia Divine Skill from Yue Buqun.

I can only wait for a while and send it to get it later.

After a meal, the rice and flour steamed buns can be made vigorously, and two chickens in the belly are considered to be more stable, so Wen Hong went to practice again.

This time, he is practicing the true form of Xiyue.

This martial art is more weird, not boxing, not swordsmanship, but the mind of thinking and stopping, raising a Xiyue Divine Mountain in the heart, and sitting on the mountain a golden king.

There is a god form in the heart, full of fists and feet, and it is invincible and very powerful.

To Wen Hong, this martial arts does not seem to be the martial arts of Jin Yong's system, but it seems to be the Gu Long and Huang Yi systems.

Pay attention to the gods in the three treasures of spirit, energy, and spirit, and the moves are concise, all based on the essence of the mind. As long as you have the essence of God, even a simple palm can overwhelm the world.

However, when I think of the gloomy ecstasy palm of the Condor Hero, the golden snake Langjun's intention and false love and true fist, I understand.

Although there are few martial arts that focus on gods in the gold system, they are not absent.

He went into the ashram and meditated with his eyes closed.

Vipassana contemplation, meditation and meditation, just meditating on a Xiyue sacred mountain, from vague to clear, from illusory to real.

On the sacred mountain, there is an emperor who sits on a big throne, called the white robe of the god eyes, wears the crown of the nine streams of the primordial period, wears the seal of the heavenly truth, and has a white dragon behind him.

This is the image of Emperor Xiyue, whose face is somewhat similar to Wen Hong himself.

Thinking, convincing, the veins are like rivers, and the essence in the five internal organs gurgles out, flowing to the limbs and hundreds of remains, moisturizing the body.

Passing through the twelve-story floor in one breath, knocking on the tooth pass, the red dragon stirred the heavenly pool.

Raw a mouthful of Jinjin jade liquid, swallowed it, and suddenly felt that the brain was clear, and what he thought was more concrete.

Thirty-six times in a row, Wen Hong stopped practicing.

When I opened my eyes, I suddenly turned white, and my eyes were as bright as a sword, as if they could penetrate people's hearts.

"It's a pity, this martial arts is really a slow effort." Wen Hong sighed faintly, "According to the current progress, it will take at least another ten years of cultivation before we can reach the peak." ”

Yes, this Xiyue is really a slow kung fu, quite Taoist style.

Easy to learn but difficult to master, designed for longevity.

Wen Hong obviously felt that since he had cultivated this Xiyue True Form, he was full of energy, full of energy, less sleep, and his body was more and more active.

It is really the practice of immortality, and I want to practice the method of the yang god.

It's a pity that the world of Xiaoao is just a martial arts world, where does the true law of the Yang God come from?

The true value of this skill evaluation is not as good as the Seven Heavens of Ice and Fire, I am afraid that in this life, it is only a first-class martial arts realm.

However, what if all five mountains are complete?

Wen Hong is the only one in his hands who involves cultivating the gods and refining the gods, and the martial arts of momentum, so he has never abandoned it.

He also had the idea that after the Huashan merger faction, he would advance into the rest of the five mountains, borrow all the rest of the true form methods to take a look, and see if it was dismantled from a book of martial arts, and whether there was a complementary trend.

After all, Xiyue's true form of the method of cultivating the edge is really a wonderful skill to subdue external demons, and the other four mountains must have unique features that can be used for reference.

……

Early the next morning, when Wen Hong was having breakfast, he sent someone to invite Yue Buqun over.

He drank porridge and ate shredded pickles, and said, "Master Yue, now that you have teeth, it should be okay to eat some porridge." Come on, feed the deputy head. ”

The little Taoist boy who was less than twenty-eight next to him stepped forward, holding a porcelain bowl and a porcelain spoon, and fed Yue Buqun one bite at a time.

Yue Buqun looked at Wen Hong angrily, closed his mouth and didn't eat, and said hatefully: "Wen Prison, you have done this!" Humiliating Yue so much, I have such a big grudge against you? ”

"Don't eat?"

Wen Hong raised his eyebrows: "People are iron, rice is steel, if you don't eat a meal, I'm hungry and panicked, I don't want to starve the deputy head of the Huashan League, and tell the truth."

Eat, well. ”

His tone was steady, but it was the usual tone of Lao Tzu's persuasion of his son.

This is called Yue Buqun, how not to be angry?

It's a merger, I'm also the deputy head, and I'm not your Wenhong's son!

I'm dozens of years older than you, where did you get this elder posture?

It's so at me! I'm so angry!

"Still not eating? Then watch me eat. ”

Hearing Hong's look, Xiao Daotong returned to the side and stopped serving Yue Buqun. Before leaving, he also put his body in a correct position, looked at his own prison with his eyes, and couldn't move his head.

Yue Buqun came yesterday morning, and only drank two bowls of gruel for breakfast. Now he is seriously injured, he has eaten two meals less, his stomach is already empty, and his stomach is hungry.

Now I watched Wen Hong eat again, but I was angry, I couldn't eat, and I suffered in vain.

It's really, really......

He felt like he was about to vomit blood.

Jingling! Bang Bang!

At this moment, Wen Hong heard a sound outside the house, and someone shouted rarely.

"Husband!"