Yue Buqun: I'm already cultivating immortality, why do I still want to be the leader?

This uninvited weirdo in Jianqi Chongxiao Hall actually has no nose and a flat face.

At first glance, he looks like a blank slate.

Very strange.

Therefore, he is called the Blank Slate Evil Star by Jianghu people.

He is not a member of the Sun Moon Demon Sect, but his reputation is no less than that of the elders and left and right emissaries of the Sun Moon Demon Sect.

"Blank Slate Evil Star."

Yue Buqun sneered: "Who gave you the courage to come to our Huashan?"

The Blank Slate Evil Star is a hidden character in the original plot.

But his status is extremely high.

Even the arrogant Zuo Lengchan only calls him a brother and dares not recruit him.

Only his apprentice Qinghai Yixiao actually helped Zuo Lengchan humiliate the head of Taishan Sect Tianmen Taoist at the Five Mountains Merger Conference.

Finally, he forced the humiliated Tianmen Taoist to die with him.

You have to know that he was the head of Taishan Sect.

Not just anybody.

Even his disciples had the ability to publicly humiliate the head of Taishan Sect.

You can see how terrifying the Whiteboard Evil Star was.

However.

Even such a giant of the magic way.

In Yue Buqun's eyes, he was still just a tricky cannon fodder.

"Interesting."

"I thought Zuo Lengchan's evaluation of you was malicious slander, but I never thought that the head of Yue was so conceited."

The Whiteboard Evil Star looked at Yue Buqun with interest.

There was no vigilance or panic in his eyes.

But there was no ridicule or contempt either.

"Come out."

"I don't want to destroy Jianqi Chongxiao Hall."

Yue Buqun knew that Baiban Shaxing was not comparable to Ding Mian and others.

He had to be serious.

"Let's do it here."

"It will be over soon anyway."

Baiban Shaxing had absolute confidence in himself.

He was confident that as long as the enemy was not at the level of Master Fangzheng and Taoist Chongxu.

He could handle it calmly.

Yue Buqun?

He only defeated three opponents of the same level as his apprentice.

It had not reached the point where he was afraid.

As for how he got this distorted information, he had to ask Zuo Lengchan.

"Okay."

"Since Zuo Lengchan asked you to die, I have to give you some preferential treatment."

Yue Buqun made a gesture of invitation and asked: "Sword technique, palm technique, finger technique, choose one yourself?"

"Ignorance!"

Whiteboard Evil Star snorted coldly.

Opening his hands into claws, he rushed towards Yue Buqun.

The seemingly ordinary claw technique actually hides a strange and inexplicable thing.

The concentrated true energy formed a strange vortex.

It seemed to be swallowing.

It was also like twisting.

But it was only the next moment.

The majestic and self-released sword energy rushed in like a tide.

Puff...

Whiteboard Evil Star flew backwards in horror and spurted blood.

But he is a giant of the magic world after all.

At the moment of life and death, he cut off his arm, abandoned his right hand that was performing claw skills, and forced his way out through the window.

"Haoran Sword Qi!"

The white board evil star ran desperately.

Even if the wound of the broken arm was splattering blood.

Even if the Haoran Sword Qi was raging in his body.

He refused to stop for a moment.

However.

He finally slowed down.

At ten feet, his speed was at its peak.

At twenty feet, his breath was only half left.

At thirty feet, he was already on the verge of death.

Also at the same time.

"Master!"

Three freaks with different figures flew out of the darkness.

One of them was the Qinghai owl who would become a feared hero in the future.

"Since we are here, let's make peace with ourselves."

Yue Buqun's words fell.

The eyes of Qinghai Yixiao and the other two widened at the same time.

Qinghai Yixiao slowly lowered his head.

A bloody hole had appeared in his chest without knowing when.

Suspicious.

Reluctant.

Qinghai Yixiao and the other two fell on their backs.

Dying with eyes wide open.

Yue Buqun turned around.

What caught his eye was Ning Zhongze, who came in a hurry.

Ning Zhongze looked at everything in front of him with a strange expression.

Finally.

Ning Zhongze couldn't help asking, "Brother, that old saying doesn't seem to mean that."

"But to me, it means to rest in peace."

Yue Buqun shrugged.

"Okay."

Ning Zhongze continued without saying a word.

Yue Buqun said, "Let Elder Liang and the others bury him."

Elder Liang.

Not a disciple of Huashan Sect.

Just a servant hired by Yue Buqun and the others.

After all, the huge Huashan Sect always needs some people to clean and take care of it.

And Elder Liang is basically the housekeeper of Yue Buqun and the others, managing more than a dozen servants of all sizes.

"Don't, Senior Brother."

Ning Zhongze hurriedly called for a stop.

"Huh?"

Yue Buqun was puzzled.

Ning Zhongze reminded, "They all carry a lot of bounties."

Yue Buqun suddenly realized.

The Huashan Sect in the original book was indeed very poor.

In the original book, Yue Buqun kept going down the mountain to be a bounty hunter in order to cover the expenses of Huashan Sect.

While brushing the title of Gentleman Sword, he also made up for the expenses of Huashan Sect.

But the Huashan Sect now is not the Huashan Sect in the original novel.

Because Yue Buqun does not want to suffer.

As early as 4 years ago.

Yue Buqun considered it carefully.

Eliminated the relatively complicated and labor-intensive trades such as refined salt and snow sugar.

Chosen the relatively unpopular perfume manufacturing.

Only 10 bottles are refined a year.

And they are only sold secretly to those dignitaries, wealthy merchants and wealthy businessmen.

Things are precious because they are rare.

Each bottle of perfume can be sold at a sky-high price.

Therefore, Huashan is not short of money now.

"No."

"We don't lack this little money."

Yue Buqun shook his head.

Huashan is still short of soldiers and generals now.

Yue Buqun naturally didn't want to attract too much attention.

"But..."

Ning Zhongze said weakly: "But this is our Huashan Sect's chance to regain its prestige."

"Yes, Master."

"We have been silent for too long in Huashan. It's time to make some noise."

Old Liang is here.

All those who know a little bit of martial arts in Huashan Sect have come.

Those who know only a little basic martial arts all came with weapons and rushed to help.

Even if they can't even deal with the second-rate Jianghu of the fifth or sixth rank.

But this attitude is enough.

"Then you guys handle it."

Yue Buqun was too lazy to bother, so he simply gave up his power.

He picked a direction and rushed away.

"Where are you going, brother?"

Ning Zhongze saw that the direction Yue Buqun left was not Ju'an Tower, nor any place in Huashan Sect, so he hurriedly asked.

"Follow me."

"I'll take you to see an elder."

After Ning Zhongze heard the voice transmission, Yue Buqun was no longer there.

His speed was unprecedented.