Become a disciple of Huashan, but the Sword Sect

Chapter 205 How many sisters do I have?

Wu Yazi felt as if his true energy was being poured into the bottomless abyss.

As the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, he has extraordinary talents, and the cultivation he has achieved through hard training for more than seventy years is by no means more than the seventy years of ordinary people's skills.

But now it seems that Yan Bugui's unique martial arts is not enough.

"Interesting!" Wu Yazi added the Beiming Divine Art to reverse luck with great interest, and his own true energy rolled out like the Yangtze River.

The Beiming Divine Art is connected with the heart and intersects with life.

Gradually, Wu Yazi's black hair and beard under his chin turned gray, wrinkles began to appear on his smooth and jade-like face, and sweat continued to form on his forehead.

As time passed, when he had sent out most of his energy, Yan Bugui's closed eyes suddenly opened.

Wu Yazi was surprised to find that there was faint light flowing on the skin outside Yan Bugui's clothes, and then he suddenly felt his palms shake violently, and was bounced away from the opponent's wrist by a powerful internal force.

"Huh——" Yan Bugui let out a long breath. With the help of Wu Yazi's Beiming Qi for more than 40 years, he successfully broke through the ninth level of the 'Hunyuan Vajra Body'.

"No, if you can solve the Zhenlong chess game, my senior sister will naturally believe you."

"I feel ashamed to say it. It was because of me many years ago that my senior sister and my junior sister turned against each other, and it has not been resolved to this day. My senior sister practices a magical skill that requires her to rejuvenate her youth once every thirty years, during which time she lost all her martial arts skills.

"It's not urgent, I have another matter that I need your help with, little friend."

Counting the time, this day is coming soon. My junior sister also knows the key to this. The hatred between the two is as deep as the sea, so my junior sister will definitely not miss this opportunity. I hope that my little friend can protect my senior sister on my behalf to prevent her from encountering any unexpected events. "

"Junior sister, please...please be merciful. After all, it was me who felt sorry for her first." Wu Yazi sighed sadly, but did not say much about how much he missed his sister-in-law.

"You want to inherit a lot of things here today. Your granddaughter is outside. She is talented and proficient in martial arts. There is also a young man who is capable of Beiming Shen Gong and Lingbo Weibu. He is also of good character and appearance."

"Okay! Is there anything else you can help with?"

"No problem, I've helped with this. Is there anything you want me to hand over?"

"Do you want senior sister instead of junior sister?" Yan Bugui thought about it and felt that his choice was actually normal.

"Please help me call in those two children you just mentioned."

Wu Yazi, an old man, actually hid the painting he painted for his sister-in-law. He didn't dare to let Tianshan Child Elder and Li Qiu Shui know the truth. He must be afraid that he would be embarrassed to see others in the future.

Outside the cabin.

"You clean up the house for me. This skill is a thank you gift for you. Why do you have to be so polite? I have only a few days left to live in this broken body."

"But it doesn't matter."

"What are you doing?" Wu Yazi felt the remaining twenty years of skill in his body and looked at him in confusion.

One is the senior sister who has a deep love for him, and the other is his ex-wife who cheated on him. It is obvious which one he should help.

"Ding Chunqiu caught one of my little girls, and our conflict cannot be avoided no matter what. I am grateful for your kind gift, but I would really feel sorry if it cost you your life.

Besides, I have a huge appetite for this magical body-protecting skill, and your remaining skills are no longer enough for me to make another breakthrough. It's better to leave you to live a peaceful life for a few days. You haven't been in the sun for a long time, right? "

"Then wait a moment." Yan Bugui turned around and left the cabin, cursing in his heart.

"Hahaha... You are so kind-hearted! So generous! No wonder you have such cultivation at such a young age. I am not lucky enough to not be able to accept you as my disciple. What a pity! What a pity!"

Yan Bugui said: "You and I are both of the same lineage as the Taoist sect, and the Taoist internal energy and life are intertwined. If I absorb them all, you will have to die."

When he saw Yan Bugui coming out, Su Xinghe immediately went up to him and looked at his empty left thumb with surprise.

"Junior brother, didn't Master pass on the Seven Treasures Ring to you?"

"It's a pity." Yan Bugui shook his head and said, "Brother Wuyazi and I have no master-disciple relationship."

Su Xinghe was confused for a moment.

Yan Bugui glanced at the whole place and saw that the Duan family and the Murong family in Dali had not left yet: "Mr. Duan, Miss Wang, the people inside want to see you, go quickly."

Both of them were stunned.

"Why are you so dazed?" Yan Bugui said with a smile: "Mr. Duan, that person in the room is your immortal brother-in-law. Don't you want to get to know him? And Miss Wang, don't you want to know who your mother's biological father is?"

The two of them were even more shocked after hearing this. Driven by curiosity, they greeted the people around them and entered the wooden house one after another.

Zhu Danchen cupped his hands and said, "Master Yan, may I ask what is going on inside?"

Murong Fu also looked over and said nothing, but there was curiosity in his eyes.

"Don't worry." Yan Bugui said with a smile: "It should be a good thing for them." "Amitabha." Master Xuannan said: "Now that it's over, I and others will leave first. On the day of the Heroes Conference, I was in Shaolin Temple Warmly awaiting your arrival, Sir."

Yan Bugui nodded: "Master, take care. See you soon."

The Shaolin monks expressed their gratitude to him for saving his life and said goodbye to him one by one.

Yan Bugui glanced at Xu Zhu twice, but he never thought about doing anything to change his destiny.

Xu Zhu's lifelong wish is to be a young monk who rings the bell and chants Buddha's name in the Shaolin Temple.

The peerless martial arts, the Master of Lingjiu Palace, Xixia Menggu are all superfluous to Xu Zhu.

About half an hour passed.

Duan Yu walked out of the wooden house with a complicated expression. On his left thumb, he wore a ring inlaid with precious stones.

"Mr. Murong, the master and Miss Wang please come in."

Murong Fu thought that Yan Bugui had said it was a good thing to go in before, so he entered the wooden house after a moment's hesitation.

"Meet the leader." Su Xinghe and his eight friends from Hangu all knelt in front of Duan Yu.

"Please get up quickly..." Duan Yu was startled and hurriedly reached out to help each one.

He didn't want to be the leader at all. He even wanted Wang Yuyan to be the leader after learning that Wang Yuyan was Wu Yazi's granddaughter.

But Wu Yazi said that the head of the Xiaoyao Sect cannot be held by a person who has no power to restrain the chicken.

And he, Duan Yu, possesses the unique skills of the Xiaoyao Sect and has already established the foundation of Beiming Divine Kung Fu. Unless he commits suicide, he will never be able to get rid of it in this life.

In addition, Wu Yazi had a close relationship with the fairy sister whom he had always dreamed of, so he agreed immediately.

Su Xinghe asked: "Master, do you have any instructions?"

Duan Yu raised the Seven Treasures Ring on his thumb: "Master asked me to go to Lingjiu Palace at Piaomiao Peak in Tianshan Mountain with Young Master Yan to learn the martial arts of our sect from Master Tianshan Tonglao."

Ah Zi asked curiously: "Who is the Tianshan Child Grandmother? Is she very powerful?"

Yan Bugui chuckled: "When old monster Ding sees her, he must respectfully call her uncle, and he must not even take a breath."

"Then her martial arts must be amazing!" Ah Zi looked at Duan Yu doubtfully: "Brother, why do you look like you have lost your soul?"

Duan Yu sighed and ignored the chirping sister like a sparrow.

He felt extremely uncomfortable when he thought that his virginal fairy sister was already married and had a child.

In addition, Wu Yazi said in the wooden house that he would personally teach Wang Yuyan martial arts, but she unexpectedly said that she was not interested in martial arts and wanted Wu Yazi to teach her cousin.

Wang Yuyan thought about Murong Fu all the time, and she didn't take Duan Yu into her heart at all.

"Brother." Yan Bugui put his arms around Duan Yu's shoulders and asked, "I heard that Miss Wang's family has many strange rules?"

"It's more than strange, it's just scary to death!" Duan Yu said with interest: "Mrs. Wang specializes in killing Dali people named Duan. She doesn't know what kind of hatred she has. She kills people and buries them in the garden to make fertilizer for the camellias she grows. "

"So cruel?" Yan Bugui pretended to think: "What is the reason that makes a woman hate a man so much?"

"Of course it's a shame." Lian Xing couldn't help but think of Yao Yue. Her revenge against Jiang Feng was even more cruel.

"That makes sense." Yan Bugui snapped his fingers: "Judging from Miss Wang's appearance, that Mrs. Wang should look pretty good, right?"

Duan Yu said: "They are almost exactly the same as mother and daughter."

Yan Bugui rubbed his chin and said, "How many men named Duan in Dali can win the heart of such a peerless beauty?"

Duan Yu's expression suddenly froze: "Could it be..."

"It's my dad!" Azi suddenly had an idea: "I remembered it. I heard my mother and Qin Hongmian say that they would go to Suzhou to kill a bitch named Wang if there was a chance. Could it be what you said? Mrs. Wang, right?"

"I'm afraid so." Duan Yu was already hopeless.

Qin Hongmian's name reminded him of Mu Wanqing.

I remember when I first met Mu Wanqing, she was being hunted. And the enemies are clearly the old ladies at Mantuo Villa.

The four Murong family ministers next to them also looked at each other, with shock written all over their faces.

"Dad, how many daughters do you have outside?" Duan Yu was about to burst into tears. He fell in love with his sister again.

(End of this chapter)