Chaoyang Peak Deliberation Hall.

Today is not a formal meeting, and Yue Buqun did not sit on the throne, but sat opposite Feng Buping and drank tea near the door.

"Chong'er still hasn't made much progress this time...... It seems that I can't change that prodigal temperament!" Feng Buping sighed heavily.

Originally, he was very optimistic about Ling Hu Chong's martial arts talent, and he may not have the intention of cultivating him into the next generation of sect masters, power transmission elders, and law enforcement elders. But Ling Hu Chong is now twenty-three or four-year-old, and he is still impetuous and impetuous, and he is not familiar with the world, which really disappoints him.

Feng Buping is nearly fifty years old, and has been cultivating both inside and outside for decades, although the swordsmanship is still far from the realm of no moves, but it also integrates the Wuyue swordsmanship, the Quanzhen swordsmanship, and the Emei swordsmanship, and practices to the transformation realm, and the mixed yuan skills and Zixia Shengong have been practiced perfectly, and the skill has reached the peak of the day after tomorrow, and it is only one line away from the innate realm.

It's just that the older he gets, the more ingrained Feng Buping's firm and calm temperament becomes, and even becomes a little upright and pedantic, quite a shadow of a "righteous gentleman".

Yue Buqun blew the foam on the tea water, and said with a smile: "Some people are precocious, and some people are late bloomers, Senior Brother Feng doesn't have to be too harsh ......."

For some reason, as soon as he saw Feng Bu's flat face like a crown of jade, and the appearance of five locks of long beard under his chin, Yue Buqun thought of himself in the original time and space, the "gentleman's sword" with a graceful, modest and elegant demeanor.

"Hey......" Feng Buping exhaled, with an expression of hatred that iron is not steel, "It's difficult...... I don't doubt that Chong'er's martial arts will be successful, but his heart is always a ...... Hey!"

Yue Buqun persuaded: "The twisted melon is not sweet, everything just goes naturally......"

Feng Buping said: "I'm afraid that he still doesn't know self-love and will continue to be willful." You'll end up mistaking yourself......

This time, let them go to Fuzhou to follow up on the evil sword spectrum. Seeing that the side doors and left roads were competing for the sword spectrum, the six relatives did not recognize. The fight is in full swing, so you should calm down and watch the after-effects!

It's good for him, he took the hot potato in a daze, and he ran the Fuwei dart game in an upright manner, do you want the people of the whole dart game to die like the Putian Shaolin Temple?"

Saying that, Feng Buping was so angry that his chest trembled, "How can he ever use his brain to do things......

Fortunately, this matter is a bureau set up by us, and the people who follow up secretly are clever enough. Knock him down at the door of the dart game in time and take away the sword score, otherwise not only will he make Hu Chong die miserably, but Pingzhi, Renyan, and Shouji in the dart game will also suffer!"

Yue Buqun thought to himself, if he hadn't known that Ling Hu Chong was a mud that couldn't support the wall, and didn't have much hope for him, I am afraid that he would be as angry as Feng Buping!

Feng Buping saw that Yue Buqun was not angry, and always looked calm and light, and couldn't help but admire: "It's still the sect master, you are profound...... you are a master of qi cultivation."

Yue Buqun was about to comfort him a few words. But I saw a little Taoist boy come in and report: "Sect Leader, Elder Feng...... Senior Brother Linghu, Senior Brother Lu, Senior Brother Yu, and Senior Brother Lin are back......"

After a while, the four of Linghu Chong, Lu Shoujian, Yu Renyan, and Lin Pingzhi came in one after another. Salute in unison, "Sect Master...... Feng Shi Bo ......"

Yue Buqun saw at a glance that Ling Hu Chong's face was not good, and he was obviously in a state of recovering from a serious injury, but he was not worried at all, after all, Ling Hu Chong's injury was a knife under the armor, and in the end, he was "his own person", and he was measured.

The appearance seems to be a wound that rolls over and bleeds a lot, but it is all flesh wounds, with the healing effect of the Divine Illumination Sutra, it is a trivial matter!

Of course, Yue Buqun, as a "master", can't help but give due care and "Chong'er...... You are seriously injured this time, and you don't have much experience in healing, go to the side room and ask your uncle Feng to help you check it, so as not to leave any secret injuries that will affect your martial arts entry in the future!"

"Hmph......" Feng Buping stinked face and walked out, "Don't keep up yet!"

Ling Hu Chong cried with a sad face, and followed out step by step, Lin Pingzhi and the three of them wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. Most of their swordsmanship was taught by Feng Buping, and the fear of Feng Buping's "strict teacher" in their hearts was to be retained for a lifetime.

Yue Buqun was actually afraid that Feng Buquan would be angry, so he gave him a chance to vent his anger, and then turned his eyes to look at Lu Shouchen and the three of them, "Shouji, Renyan, although you have not gained much this time, you know that protecting yourself, not being greedy for merit, and not taking risks, is a great achievement......

The Dalai Lama invited me to Qinghai in a few days to participate in meditation and Taoism...... Let's go down!"

Seeing Lu Shouji and Yu Renyan leaving, as soon as Yue Buqun stretched out his hand, Lin Pingzhi was caught in the wrist vein before he could react, only to feel a fresh breath invading his wrist, and in an instant, it had been circulating in the meridians around his body, and his Nine Yin True Qi did not react at all......

Yue Buqun let go of his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "The secret injury hasn't been cleaned up yet, go back and practice the heart method of the Nine Yin Healing Chapter for half a month......"

If in the past, Lin Pingzhi was willing to care for Yue Buqun's meticulous care, but he didn't care much.

But when he went out this time, he was ridiculed more than once as Yue Buqun's illegitimate son, and he also felt that his face was really similar to Yue Buqun.

He wanted to ask, but he couldn't ask, and when he was embarrassed, he suddenly heard a call from behind, and as soon as "Ping'er ......" turned around, he saw his mother running over.

Mrs. Lin said eagerly, "I heard that you have been injured a few times, is there anything else?" said and looked over him.

Lin Pingzhi only felt that although his mother's actions were very different from those of the sect leader, the meaning was no different from the sect leader's physical condition that he had just probed with his true qi.

As soon as he thought of this, Lin Pingzhi became more and more suspicious of his identity, but in the face of his mother's concern, he had to comfort: "Mother...... I had a small injury, and it will be fine in a day or two, where do you still need to look at it...... It's that the senior brother is very seriously injured, and now he hasn't healed!"

Mrs. Lin immediately said angrily: "Linghu Chong's virtue, as soon as he goes out of the rivers and lakes, he will be cut, don't you want to learn from him......"

Seeing his mother's criticism of the chief disciple of the Quanzhen Sect like no one, Lin Pingzhi was embarrassed again, "Sect Master...... I'll go back first!"

Yue Buqun reminded: "Don't forget to cultivate the Healing Chapter Heart Method...... Come with me to Qinghai in a few days!"

Seeing Lin Pingzhi walking away, Mrs. Lin was displeased and said, "Didn't you say that you sent someone to protect Ping'er, why did you let him get hurt?"

Yue Buqun said helplessly: "You can't hold him in the palm of your hand if you send someone to protect him, he is young and vigorous, and it doesn't hurt to suffer some small losses!"

"It's good that my Ping'er is fine, otherwise...... Hmph!" Mrs. Lin remembered what she had just said about going to Qinghai, and asked uneasily: "I heard that the Dalai Lama is not very good at dealing with our Quanzhen Sect...... If you fight him, will you protect the Lord and our peace?"

Yue Buqun flicked his shirt, looked at the sky at forty-five degrees, and said: "Me and him, a Taoist sect master, a Buddhist Dharma King, are all civilized people, even if you want to make a move, you won't dig out the guy and beat him all over the dust...... The basic etiquette and face still have to be maintained!

At most, they drink tea, play chess, and give lectures...... I won't really fight!"

"Really?" Mrs. Lin was skeptical, and Yue Buqun said solemnly, "Ping Zhi has a righteous temperament, once he is carved, his future achievements are limitless, don't spoil him in the future......"

Seeing that he was serious, Mrs. Lin couldn't help but nod her head, and immediately reacted, her eyes widened and said, "When did I dot on him?"

Yue Buqun was speechless for a moment, thinking that his previous performance was not much better than her, and he immediately lacked confidence. (To be continued......)

PS: Lack of time, short chapter......