In Yue Wudi's plan, Hengshan Academy is a very important link. Now under his command, there are already top Jianghu forces such as Mingjiao and the Iron Palm Gang, as well as the powerful ally of the Beggar Gang, and one more Jianghu gang, the role is not very large.

However, if the Hengshan School is transformed into the Hengshan Academy, teaching martial arts while also allowing disciples to learn literature, if these disciples enter the court, they will inevitably play a great role in the future.

Yue Wudi took this into account when he first came up with the idea of establishing Hengshan Academy.

Letting the disciples of the academy enter the court in batches may be a completely impossible thing for others, but for Han Yanxuan, it is just a gesture.

And now that the academy has Xin Qiji's joining, with Xin Qiji's reputation, this matter will be easier, and if Xin Qiji's disciples are reused, they will not provoke public opinion in Shilin.

Xin Qiji is now dismissed at home, but the blood in his chest has never been cold. The emperor was cowardly, and he tried his best to suppress the main battle faction like him, and his ambitions could not be carried out, and he was always depressed.

Now Yue Wudi invited him to prepare for the establishment of Hengshan Academy, and as soon as he heard about it, Xin Qiji's heart moved. Not to mention that Mongolia will really sweep the world as Yue Wudi said, that is, the world is today, and it is also an undercurrent, after years of recuperation between the Song and Jin countries, the voice of the internal main war is already brewing, and the war between the two countries is inevitable, maybe it will break out in a few years.

At this time, even if the Great Song Dynasty only cultivates one more talent, it may add a chance of victory in the future war.

Yue Wudi's intention to establish the Hengshan Academy, whether it was to help Mo Youming rebuild the Hengshan Academy in another sense, or whether it was with some kind of selfishness, it didn't matter to Xin Qiji.

He cares. It's just that these disciples he has cultivated will become good men who are determined to resist gold in the future, and the rest are all trivial.

Since Yue Wudi had reached a consensus with him on this point, what reason did he have not to get involved in this matter?

The conversation between people who have a common understanding is always pleasant, and the preparations for the establishment of the college have been agreed upon between the cups and the lamps.

The two began to exchange martial arts again.

Xin Qiji's martial arts are very strong. In Yue Wudi's opinion, he was afraid that he was no less than the level of the Five Uniques, and because of the reason why he fought in the battle array when he was young, his martial arts had a chilling killing aura.

And Yue Wudi, after all these years of training, has gradually integrated the essence of Wu Mu's suicide note, and his martial arts have become more and more domineering.

The two talked about boxing and swords, and they both felt that although the other party's martial arts path was very different from their own, their styles were very similar. I couldn't help but look at each other and laugh.

The two of them rested and went to bed until late at night.

Early the next morning, Yue Wudi offered his farewell. As for Mo Youming, he stayed in Daihu Villa and prepared to build Hengshan Academy with Xin Qiji.

Although Mo Youming was very reluctant, she also knew that Yue Wudi's decision could not be changed even if she did. Moreover, she also understood that Hengshan Academy was very important to herself and Yue Wudi. I silently made up my mind in my heart that I must do a good job in establishing Hengshan Academy.

Although I think so. But looking at Yue Wudi's figure gradually disappearing into wishes, Mo Youming's beautiful eyes still involuntarily shed two lines of tears. Silently staring at the distance where no one was, he just stopped there, unwilling to leave.

"Let's go, Ming. Xin Qiji retracted his gaze. looked at Mo Youming and said, "He has already gone away without a flute." ”

Mo Youming nodded lightly and said, "I know, Uncle Xin, I know that I am doing the most correct thing. But I finally got together with him, and within a few days, I was about to separate, and I just couldn't help but feel sad in my heart. ”

Xin Qiji sighed lightly and said, "Xiao Ming, you must know that Wudi is an ambitious man, and there are many things waiting for him to do, and it is normal to not have much time to accompany you, not now, and not in the future." Do you understand?"

"I understand. Mo Youming nodded heavily and said, "I have long understood, and I don't regret it." As he spoke, his eyes were still looking in the direction where Yue Wudi had disappeared, as if he could see through thousands of miles.

Of course, Mo Youming couldn't see through thousands of miles, and naturally he couldn't see Yue Wudi.

After Yue Wudi left Daihu Villa, although he also had a faint reluctance in his heart, he didn't look back, nor did he ride on Honghu, but used his Dapeng body technique with all his might, and ran like an arrow on the land of northern Jiangxi.

There was still a day and a night before the agreed time with Hong Qi, and he ran at such a speed, but he was afraid that he would arrive at the agreed place before it was dark, and the time was more than enough.

However, Yue Wudi still showed his full strength, and after communicating with Xin Qiji, Yue Wudi's understanding of his own kung fu and the path he would take in the future became clearer.

In the final analysis, Wu Mu Shengong is the kung fu honed in the battle array, the army is fighting, the tide of soldiers is surging, if you don't have enough physical strength and endurance, if you are not killed by the enemy, you will be tired to death, it is difficult to stand to the end.

Therefore, the cultivators of Wumu Divine Skill not only have a strong physique, but even in terms of internal strength, they also have the five major dantians, and the limit reserves of internal strength can theoretically be five times that of ordinary people.

Whether it is physical or internal strength, there is no limit to endurance, at least, in Yue Wudi's cognition, there is no limit.

"Perhaps only if you firmly believe in this, your physique and internal strength, can you truly have no limits. Yue Wudi felt that he was thinking nonsense, and he felt as if he had grasped some kind of mystery.

It is this kind of feeling of imminent separation, after the first battle with Qiu Qianren, I had this feeling, that is, I touched the edge of "will and qi". What is the reason for this time, it can't be that I have touched the edge of "heart and mind", right?

Shaking his head, Yue Wudi didn't let himself think about it too much, he couldn't reach the realm, and thinking too much was a blessing or a curse.

Keep running.

He ran at such a fast speed to see where his limits were, whether he could run faster and longer, in other words, to challenge and break through his limits.

This kind of thing actually started when he first started cultivating Wumu Divine Skill. It's already being done. It's just that he didn't have a clear understanding at that time, and he didn't know why it was.

By now, he has fully comprehended and is consciously working towards this aspect. I faintly feel that if I want to open up the third hidden vein, the opportunity may lie here.

With that in mind. Yue Wudi was running extremely fast, and he was constantly speeding up at an extremely subtle pace, so that as soon as the sun was setting over the western mountain, he reached the grove that he had agreed with Hong Qi.

It was still early before the agreed time, Hong Qigong had not yet arrived, and Yue Wudi did not want to go to the town to rest and sleep, so he lit a bonfire by himself and set it up among the mountains and forests. I beat a pheasant, and I want to learn the appearance of the legendary flower chicken to make a delicacy and fill my stomach.

If the taste of the flower chicken is really as good as the legend, Yue Wudi will consider making a few more to reward Hong Qigong and express his gratitude.

However, he overestimated his cooking skills, and when he peeled back the soil, he did not reveal white and tender chicken. Instead, it was charred black, and wisps of earthy "fragrance" emanated from within the charred pheasant. It's easy to look at and have no appetite.

Fortunately, Yue Wudi is not a pampered person, he can be as happy as he is with wine and food, and he can swallow the chicken called Hua Chicken that he roasted himself.

At this time, it doesn't matter whether the taste is sweet and sour or bitter, just know that pheasant meat is rich in energy, which can reduce his hunger.

After walking the rivers and lakes for more than a year, Yue Wudi asked himself if he could do this very well. So he grabbed the blackened pheasant, and devoured it, and in a few moments all that was left was the bone.

He already had a lot of food, not to mention the time he had spent running all day today. The level of fatigue is no less than fighting with the strongest enemy, and naturally it is even more hungry.

So I got up and went to hunt a few pheasants, cleaned them again, pasted them with mud, and buried them in the pit for barbecue.

After calculating the time, Yue Wudi dug open a soil pit, and after gently breaking and peeling off the layer of mud shell on the surface, the flower chicken inside was suddenly exposed to the air.

This time it was better than last time, but it was only a little lighter in the scorched black, and the earthy fragrance in it was no weaker than the last time.

Yue Wudi suddenly lost interest, everyone has their own things to do, kitchen cooking this kind of thing, since he doesn't have any talent, it's better not to be really good.

But there is a saying that "if you roast your own chicken, you have to eat it with tears."

Grabbing one in one hand, Yue Wudi didn't have tears, his expression was flat like eating an ordinary meal, just a gesture of chewing heavily, betraying the fact that he was actually very hungry.

After eating half full, Yue Wudi practiced the Five Elements Fist for a while, then jumped onto the tree and fell asleep against the trunk.

In my sleep, I suddenly heard a slight sound of wind from a distance.

Yue Wudi was such a keen person, and he suddenly woke up. But instead of opening his eyes at once, he moved his ears and heard the wind approaching the woods.

Yue Wudi closed his breath, his eyes opened slightly, and he saw a person standing next to the extinguished bonfire he had lit, his nose twitching, smelling the smell in the air.

The man followed the smell, step by step, and found a dirt pit, and dug out a chicken called flower from the dirt pit.

It was specially left by Yue Wudi for breakfast.

And that person actually grabbed the breakfast that Yue Wudi had left with his stomach tightened last night, and when he heard it, he sighed again, and scolded the person who made this chicken for being violent.

Then he seemed to smell the smell of dirt on the pheasant meat, and looked at the mud shells scattered on the ground, the man was wrinkled, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he cried out.

But just in an instant, the man began to curse again: "There is such a good method, and it is really a waste of good way to cook such an unpalatable and smelling chicken." ”

Yue Wudi smiled slightly, if someone else stole his breakfast and buried him like this, he would have already taught him a lesson.

But if this chicken thief is Hong Qigong, then it's a different matter, Yue Wudi jumped down from the tree, although he landed silently, but he fell from the air, causing abnormal air flow, how could he hide it from a master like Hong Qigong?

Hong Qigong was startled by the sudden sound of air currents that were close at hand, he had lived for most of his life, and he had never been bullied by his side so silently, if the other party had bad intentions, he would be in danger.

A style of Kanglong has regrets, both offensive and defensive, but also powerful, such a move can be called an undefeated trick, in addition to crushing in skill, there is no martial function in the world that surpasses it in the same skill.

Yue Wudi did not dodge or dodge, and opened the mountain in a triplicate, and he was also an undefeated trick, and under the confrontation of palms, both sides were motionless.

Yue Wudi smiled and said, "Qigong, you came here in the early morning, but you shocked the juniors and woke them up in their sleep. ”

Hong Qigong saw Yue Wudi's figure clearly, heard Yue Wudi's voice clearly, couldn't help laughing, and said: "Good boy! ”

"Where? Qigong has just created such an undefeated trick as Kanglong Youregret, the power is amazing, how dare the younger generation say that martial arts are above you?" Yue Wudi said modestly.

Hong Qigong laughed and snorted, he was just talking, the top masters, they all have their own arrogance, they haven't fought each other, it's too early to say who wins and who loses.

He said that Yue Wudi's martial arts were already above him, just out of appreciation for his juniors, and Yue Wudi was within two feet of him, holding his breath and concentrating, so that he couldn't find it. In a way, it's really a win, so to speak.

Real martial arts competition, life and death fighting, since Wang Chongyang's death, Hong Qigong asked himself that he was no weaker than others.

After laughing, Hong Qigong pointed to the flower chicken in his hand and said, "It seems that this chicken is buried here by your kid, and you don't tell you to take it, you won't be surprised, right?"

Yue Wudi said with a smile: "It's just a chicken called Huaji, why should Qigong be polite? If you want to eat it, even if you eat it, it's just that you are not good at cooking, and it tastes a little unpalatable." ”

Hong Qigong picked up the flower chicken and bit it, and said vaguely while biting: "Then the old flower is not welcome, I just happened to be in a hurry overnight, and the five visceral temples were empty." I know this chicken doesn't taste good, it doesn't matter, I always call Hua a beggar's leader, I can enjoy delicious food and wine, and I can eat leftovers. ”

That's what he said, but Hong Qigong only ate two bites, and then spit it out, snorting twice while spitting, lest he vomit cleanly: "What kind of chicken are you kid burning, even my name is Huazi." ”

"Wait, you just said that this is called a flower chicken?" Hong Qigong was bent on eating chicken just now, and then he remembered that Yue Wudi's name for this chicken was a bit special. (To be continued......)