This sword...

Yue Buqun used his palms to push out the clouds and cover the mist, as if the peaks of Huashan Mountain were looming among them.

This is the Huashan palm posture practiced by Yue Buqun based on the true shape diagram of Huashan.

The wonders of Huashan Mountain, the majesty of Huashan Mountain, and the spirit of Huashan Mountain.

However, the long sword only slashed out a line of sword energy. The sword energy covered the body of the long sword and cut through the void, which was about to break Yue Buqun's Huashan palm.

However, the palm shape of Huashan Mountain has its own unique peaks, majestic and majestic peaks, and it also contains Yue Buqun's divine will. Under this artistic conception, this sword struggled to break through the clouds and fog outside Huashan Mountain, revealing the real and illusory Huashan Group.

peak.

boom!

The sword energy was crushed, and the long sword was at the end of its strength at this moment. It fell to the ground, losing many of its previous magical powers.

At the same time, the precious mirror also jumped out of the martial arts arena, and in just an instant, it had already traveled more than thirty feet. No wonder Lang Fanyun couldn't capture him.

But Yue Buqun is not just a man in trouble.

I saw five colors of light blooming at the edge of the martial arts arena. A big hand quickly condensed with the light, and then fished it out.

The vitality in the void was picked up, and the light dispersed. It was even harder for the precious mirror to escape, and it was captured by the big hand.

As soon as his big hands closed, they immediately turned into streaks of brilliance. He pressed the treasure mirror and jumped towards Yue Buqun.

Yue Buqun grabbed the sword with one hand, took the flying mirror with the other hand, and then exhaled a long breath, which immediately turned into a string of runes.

Void symbol.

After the talisman was completed, it was printed on the treasure mirror and sealed.

After doing this, Yue Buqun smiled indifferently, put away the precious mirror, and did not say much to the person hiding the mirror who wanted to get out of the mirror.

Then, he shot out a ray of green light and fell on the man in white whose face had turned pale in the martial arts arena.

The man in white was not only injured from having his arm cut off, but also suffered serious internal injuries. If he didn't take good care of himself, it might affect his future practice.

And as Yue Buqun shot out the green brilliance, a translucent qi force fell to the side of the man in white, pulling the arm over, and then pulled it to the broken arm of the man in white, and the qi force gradually

The severed arm was sutured together, and then with the green light, the flesh and blood at the severed area squirmed, giving birth to granulations one by one, slowly alternating, and slowly joining the arm together.

In addition, the green brilliance also merged into the body of the man in white, repairing other hidden injuries.

This scene left everyone present stunned.

Raise the dead and turn flesh into white bones!

These methods are too mythical.

And such a magical scene happened in front of their eyes, how could this not make them stupid.

That's why "Zuo Lengchan" showed false surprise on his face.

It's not like he has never seen such methods before, some powerful beings can do such a thing.

He can too.

It's just that I can't write it as lightly as Yue Buqun.

‘He seems to be even stronger than last time.’ Zuo Lengchan thought to himself.

"Let this catastrophe in the martial arts be ended like this." Yue Buqun touched his palm and settled the tone.

If there is no one present to refute, how to refute is not to risk your life.

Moreover, the man who hid the mirror was indeed taken away by Yue Buqun, and the culprit was eliminated, and the result was concluded.

One cannot refute the final word of an invincible man.

But no one knew what to do next.

Should we beat gongs and drums, hold a banquet, or go back to our homes?

Yue Buqun stood up first and exchanged greetings with the heads of various sects present that he had not yet done.

"If nothing happens, I will go back to Huashan first. There is still a furnace of elixirs waiting for me to finish it at the door." Yue Buqun said.

"Go slowly." No one here dared to comment. They could only say that it was a great honor for them that you took the time to come here.

Then Yue Buqun cupped his hands with them, and then inexplicably cupped his hands in the direction of the mountain behind the Shaolin Temple.

After doing this, Yue Buqun jumped up, grabbed the sword of the man hiding the mirror, jumped up, and then stepped on the thin blade of the sword to fly into the air.

Sword flying.

"You can recover from your injuries today. If you have the fighting spirit, you can come to Huashan to find me in the future." Yue Buqun left these words before leaving.

Everyone present knew that this was said to the man in white.

…

Yue Buqun did not leave, but stood a thousand feet high in the sky, hiding among the clouds, hiding from the eyes below, secretly peeping at the huge Songshan Mountain.

Songshan Mountain is also a place of outstanding people and places. There are many temples, Taoist temples and academies in the mountain.

"What is the foundation of Shaolin Temple? The qi mechanism is not simple. It seems that the soul has been cultivated, maybe even higher than the soul, but it is weak and seems to be seriously injured." Yue Buqun had some doubts in his heart.

And stepped on the flying sword under his feet.

This flying sword was actually loyal, and did not succumb to Yue Buqun's feet. Instead, he wanted to resist and rescue his master.

It's a pity that its owners have abandoned it and fled.

It doesn't have much spiritual wisdom, it's just that it has been nurtured by the person hiding the mirror for many years, and its spiritual wisdom has become more accessible to the person hiding the mirror. This is why it is like this.

Yue Buqun couldn't tell the material it was made of, but it should be a good-looking sword.

After returning to the mountain, he would refine it again to remove the mark of the Mirror Hidden Man, leaving behind his spiritual consciousness, and then refine it into Yue Buqun's own method.

In this way, this sword belongs to Yue Buqun.

After holding down the sword, Yue Buqun looked down at the entire Song Mountain.

Clouds and mist linger in the mountains, the green color spreads all over the mountains, and winter snow covers the rarely visited valleys a little bit.

Birds danced gently in the mountains, and there were animals looking for food in the forest, but insects rarely appeared.

But in this big mountain, there are a lot of buildings covered with gold tiles.

That's Shaolin Temple.

The thousand-year-old temple has a very rich heritage. The imperial court has given rewards to it in every dynasty, and the imperial court has also exempted monks and Taoists from paying taxes, which provides many conveniences.

The abbots of Shaolin Temple in the past generations were all capable people who knew how to manage and managed the Shaolin Temple in a prosperous manner.

Today, there are more than 9,000 acres of fertile land at the foot of the mountain, more than 3,000 temples, and more than 600 temples built in Songshan Mountain. In addition to these, Shaolin Temple recruits many disciples and has many affiliated temples outside Songshan Mountain.

Because of this, Shaolin Temple can support the training of so many monks, and it can also make Shaolin have outstanding people from generation to generation.

Therefore, the size of the Shaolin Temple cannot be compared to the small Huashan Mountain. Even all the properties of the Five Mountains Sword Sect put together are only one finger of the Shaolin Temple.

However, after Yue Buqun set up the Heroes Association, it quickly spread throughout the Ming Dynasty, integrating many forces and gathering many chambers of commerce. This made the Heroes Association's financial and material resources comparable to those of the Shaolin Temple.

But along with it is the daily depletion of money. After all, the stall is bigger, there are more people, there are more affairs, and there are more situations to face.

Let’s go back to Shaolin.

Yue Buqun was looking at the Shaolin Temple at this moment. His eyes were no longer on the martial arts field, but on the back hill of the Shaolin Temple. There were several cabins behind the forest of steles. These cabins were not as majestic and luxurious as the palace in front.

There are no gold tiles, no red paint, and no painted beams, just simple thatch and loess walls.

They are all old, older than the Mahavira, which is often renovated.

The wisp of energy that Yue Buqun sensed came from one of them.

I don’t know which eminent monk is in retreat inside.

Just when Yue Buqun had this feeling, a ray of golden light suddenly shot out from one of the thatched cottages.

It was thrown directly in front of Yue Buqun.

It transforms into a figure in every breath.

The golden light converged, leaving only its normal appearance.

He is a... monk with wrinkled skin and brown skin. He has a lot of age spots on his face. His hair is not shaved, but it is also thinning due to old age. He is wearing a worn-out monk's robe and his feet are made of weeds.

Straw sandals.

He and Yue Buqun bowed first.

"Poor monk Bodhidharma, I have met Taoist friend." The old monk bowed first.

"It's actually Bodhidharma? I'm so rude." Yue Buqun looked slightly surprised, then saluted back.

This man founded Shaolin and the Chinese Zen sect in China.

However, there are historical records that Bodhidharma was enthroned in Kongxiang Temple and buried on the spot in Kongxiang Temple.

However, some unofficial historians say that Bodhidharma's tomb is empty and that he has transformed into a Buddha and left for the West.

Yue Buqun did not believe these rumors. Of course, he was not so immoral as to dig up Bodhidharma's grave, so he could not confirm whether the rumors were true.
To be continued...