Chapter 365: Who is more beautiful, the leader or the flowers?

Chapter 365: Who is more beautiful, the leader or the flowers?

Chapter 365: Who is more beautiful, the leader or the flowers?
The backyard of Chengde Palace was transformed into a new look in just a few days.

The three characters of "Xiaoyao Pavilion" were erased and replaced with "Lotus Pavilion", which contrasted with the lotus pond dug beside the pavilion. The Eastern Sect Leader suddenly became more diligent in governing the country. He dismissed all the dozens of concubines and only summoned some strong guards to compete in martial arts every day.

Those who went to the Lotus Pavilion disappeared.

At this time, inside the pavilion, there were spear arrays like a forest, and countless bead curtains were entwined, converging and blending. The wandering souls of hell and the immortals of heaven were connecting with each other in the lotus pavilion. In the lotus pond, several golden carps floated up and foamed, looking towards the pavilion, as if they saw a very terrifying scene, and one of them dived deep into the water.

"White petals and red stamens transform into yin and yang, climbing the clouds to the sky and descending the dragon and tiger."

The thirty-six thorny white petals move with the wind, and the leaves curl and unfold, rising and falling unsteadily.

"I see…"

"The Sunflower Manual is truly amazing!"

The fake Eastern leader sat in the middle, wearing a red robe, with his hair combed high. Thirty-six white clouds rushed into his seven orifices, and the sound of his breath was like thunder. If one could ignore the consequences, the fastest way to learn martial arts in the world is to use the Sunflower Manual.

"A thousand miles a day...!"

The Eastern Patriarch stood up, and the pavilion fell silent. The thirty-six people fell into an eternal dream.

"If it weren't for the Sun Moon Divine Cult..."

On the meadow outside the pavilion, thirty-six sets of golden armor were neatly stacked, each with a spear next to it.

"Where else can I find these martial arts resources?"

Dongfang Bubai put her hands on her waist and took a light step. In an instant, her shadow passed over the water and she stepped six or seven feet away, landing in front of the flower bed. She picked a peony and put it to her nose to sniff it. Her posture was gentle and charming, and her every move was no different from that of a real woman.

He is done!
"Qui-Gon come here."

The young guard standing in front of the corridor felt his heart tremble, and he slowly moved forward.

"This subordinate greets the Eastern Patriarch!"

Every Chengde Hall guard had great admiration for the Eastern Patriarch, until a few days ago, when Qui-Gon approached the Patriarch from a distance...

“Is this flower beautiful?”

"beautiful."

Dongfang Bubai pinned the flower on her temple.

"Who is more beautiful, this master or the flowers?"

Qui-Gon glanced at the Lotus Pavilion and saw a sea of ​​white. The correct answer immediately came to his mind.

"The leader is more beautiful. Peony's beauty is not even one ten-thousandth of the leader's."

"Really?"

Dongfang Bubai's eyes sparkled as he looked at Qui-Gon, like a seven or eight-year-old girl who was praised by passers-by for her good looks. She was genuinely happy and convinced.

"Of course...it's true!"

Qui-Gon held his head high and chest puffed out, looking forward. Mainly because he felt nauseous when he saw the man's face, and he was afraid that he would vomit.

When he vomited that time, he just began to see the potential of Eastern Patriarch's magical power, and he almost lost half his life.

If I vomit again, I'm afraid I will die.

"Unfortunately, you are not him. Tell me, why can't he see my beauty?"

Qui-Gon didn't know what to say and remained silent.

Fortunately, the Eastern Patriarch was not interested in him and walked towards the Lotus Pavilion dejectedly. Before he was halfway there, he heard footsteps. He looked back and saw a man in purple robes hurriedly approaching him.

"Brother Lian, you finally came to see me?"

After meeting the fake Eastern Sect Leader, Yang Lianting slowed down his pace and his expression turned cold again.

"As the saying goes, a day without seeing you feels like three years. When we haven't seen each other for three days, it feels like a year."

"I wanted to visit you several times, but I was worried that I would disturb you while you were handling teaching affairs and make you unhappy. I... I really have a hard time..."

Dongfang Bubai was like a little wife, speaking softly and being attentive to her man.

"Humph!"

Yang Lianting did not have a good look on his face. He rolled up his sleeves, walked to the lotus pond, and sneered.

"Annoy me?"

"If you want to make me happy, it's actually very simple, but I'm afraid you'd be very reluctant to do so."

"Brother Lian."

Dongfang Bubai hurriedly came forward, stretched out his arms, and wrapped his arms around Yang Lianting's waist from behind. He rested his chin on the man's shoulder, blew into his ear, and whispered softly.

"As long as you want, as long as I have."

Yang Lianting said coldly: "Everyone can say nice things, but I don't know how much sincerity and how much falsehood there is."

"Brother Lian!"

Dongfang Bubai became anxious and hugged her tighter.

"If you...if you don't believe me, then use a knife to cut open my chest and see if what's inside is my true love for you."

Yang Lianting's gaze lingered on the pavilion on the other side of the lotus pond for a long while before he spoke.

"Okay! There's no need to test your sincerity. If you take out the Sunflower Manual and study it with me, I will believe you. Otherwise, all the sweet words and vows you made to me before are lies, and I will never come to see you again. From now on, you go your way and I go mine. We won't bother each other. Even if I'm killed by Ren Yingying and Zhang Yu, I will never step foot in your door."

"Brother Lian, why do you have to cast such a vicious curse?"

Dongfang Bubai let go of Yang Lianting and his expression changed slightly.

"Why, you can't bear it?"

"Of course I can't bear to leave you. I can't bear to leave you. What's the point of talking about the Sunflower Manual?"

"Then you should take it out."

"But, but..."

Dongfang Bubai hesitated, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

Yang Lianting shook his head and sneered, "My guess is not wrong. You keep saying that you like me, but what you actually like is the sect's magical power, the throne of the Eastern Sect Leader, and the strong man of the Sun and Moon Sect that you can take as you please."

"Brother Lian, I am doing this for your own good. Why...why do you have to say such cruel words to hurt my heart? Well, since you want the Sunflower Manual, I will give it to you."

Yang Lianting showed a look of joy, but then he suppressed it and looked at Dongfang Bubai.

"Ahem, if you take out the Sunflower Manual as a token of our love, I will be with you."

Seeing that he was determined to do so, Dongfang Bubai sighed softly, raised his hand to untie his belt, and took off the robe that was as red as a dowry. He was about to take it off again, but heard Yang Lianting's cold voice.

"I asked you to take out the Sunflower Manual, not to take off your clothes!"

"Brother Lian, you don't know that after I obtained this magical skill, I destroyed the original copy, copied it down, and carried it with me day and night. Now that you want it, I will give it to you for safekeeping."

"Okay, take it out now."

Yang Lianting looked at Dongfang Bubai with a fiery gaze. Seeing that he was about to obtain the magic skill to protect the sect, his breathing became rapid. His mind was already full of thoughts. After the magic skill was fully developed, he would first send this monster to heaven, and then deal with Zhang Yu, Tong Baixiong, and Ren Yingying...

"Brother Lian, this is for you."

Dongfang Bubai saw that Yang Lianting was only staring at the Sunflower Manual and had no interest in her body. A hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes, but he still handed over the warm clothes.

"The Sunflower Manual... is it mine?"

As the saying goes, it is better to have it yourself than to have it from your parents. After witnessing the battle in the ring, this feeling became stronger.

I have always wanted to become a top master, to intimidate the heroes with my martial arts, and to become famous in the martial arts world, but I just can't do it!

Practicing martial arts requires aptitude, opportunity, and hard work.

Strictly speaking, he has none of that.

When those acquired masters, or even innate masters, who have practiced hard for decades, all obey him, at this time, no normal person can find the meaning of practicing martial arts hard. Besides, among the three things, hard work is the least valuable.

In short, General Manager Yang didn't want to suffer at all and just wanted to become a top master.

Before this, he also knew that he was wishful thinking.

"But now we have the Sunflower Manual..."

With trembling hands, Yang Lianting took the large bellyband. There were mandarin ducks playing in the water and Yang Lianting's name embroidered on the front. A trace of disgust flashed in his eyes. He turned it over and saw that it was filled with densely packed martial arts secrets.

"Brother Lian, you'd better not look at it——"

"If you want to practice divine skills, you must first... castrate yourself?"

When Yang Lianting read the first line of the secret book, he was stunned. He looked at Dongfang Bubai, then turned around and looked at the thirty skinned white fish arranged like sunflowers in the Lotus Pavilion.

"That's it, that's it..."

The doubts that had lingered in his mind for a long time were finally resolved.

The Sun-Moon Divine Sect had two magical skills, but before Dongfang Bubai, all the sect leaders practiced the Star-Absorbing Art.

"No wonder, she is a girl, so she can naturally practice the Sunflower Manual..."

Yang Lianting looked at the fake leader again and laughed in his heart, if you want to practice this martial art, you can only 'castrate yourself first if you want to practice the magic skill', and end up making yourself look like this androgynous.

Dongfang Bubai took the bellyband and sighed softly, "Brother Lian, you understand, I am worried that you will hurt yourself and our...happiness. It is destined by God that there will be some suffering. It is enough for me to bear it alone."

He looked at Yang Lianting who was standing in the lotus pond with a smile on his face: "It's only bitter for a while, from now on, you and I will only have sweetness."

Yang Lianting did not reject Dongfang Bubai's approach. He slowly closed his eyes and practiced martial arts on his own. His plan to quickly become a top master became a pipe dream. Now he really had no way out.

"I'd rather play along with him than end up like this."

"Bao Dachu is useless, and the position of the Dharma Protector Hall Master has fallen into Zhang Yu's hands. Apart from him, I have no one else to rely on."

"No matter how disgusting it is, it doesn't matter."

"I have to defend the Sun Moon Sect and Blackwood Cliff and wait for the return of the Eastern Sect Leader."

Yang Lianting took the initiative to hold the fake leader's hand, tenderness appearing on his face. He tried hard to imagine him as the leader who lifted him up from the mud to the Black Wood Cliff. Without looking at his face, in a trance, the figures of the two people gradually overlapped.

"Brother Lian, you are finally willing to accept me."

"Master, I was foolish before, and I was blinded by my own greed. I didn't see your goodness. You are willing to give me the divine power to protect the sect. I am so touched. From now on, Lian Ting is willing to assist you in leading the twelve halls and thirty thousand disciples of the Sun Moon Sect, and achieve a great cause that will never be achieved before or after."

"Moved? Is that all I can do to you, Brother Lian?"

Dongfang Bubai sat down beside the lotus pond with a lonely look on his face. He looked at the golden carp swimming among the lotus flowers and sighed softly. He didn't care at all about his hegemony for thousands of years or being the supreme master in the martial arts world. He only hoped to be together for the rest of his life. He chose the craziest path and practiced the Sunflower Manual just to maintain the peace on the Black Wood Cliff.

"Well, I am not a plant or a tree, so I am not heartless. I am sincere to you, Master. Besides being touched, I also like you."

"Brother Lian, I am so happy that you can say that."

Dongfang Bubai raised her index finger, pinched the handkerchief, and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"With the leader's current martial arts, I wonder how confident we are in dealing with those who oppose us..."

Qui-Gon has retreated!

In broad daylight, the two figures gradually overlapped at the edge of the pool...

Blood Crane North Garden.

Xie Xiaoman stood there for almost a day and a night.

When Zhang Yu was still the deputy hall master, who dared to untie the acupoints he pressed, and who could untie them?

The disciples coming in and out chose to ignore this former patriarch, leaving her like a joke, acting as a scarecrow guiding the way in the courtyard. Anyone with a discerning eye would know what was going on when they saw the dagger in her hand.

Starting around noon, Beiyuan, which had been silent for a long time, became lively.

More than 30 important incense masters and elders from the Dharma Protector Hall headquarters and Pingding City came to pay their respects one after another. When they learned that Zhang Yu was not there, they put down their gifts, handed over their business cards, said a lot of nice things, and asked Qiu Ping'an to mention their visit to Hall Master Zhang.

"Hah! There are so many things, Lao Qiu, do you think Beiyuan is a market?"

As soon as Zhang Yucai stepped through the gate, he saw the courtyard filled with gifts, including gold, silver, jewelry, silks, corals, tortoise shells, calligraphy and paintings by famous people, various high-quality weapons, and precious elixirs. It was simply too much to take in.

"Master, you are finally back. There is no room for it. The warehouse can't hold it at all!"

Qiu Ping'an was sitting on the steps registering people. His hands were sore from writing, but a smile appeared on his face, yet he felt both pain and happiness.

"what happened?"

"What else could it be? I heard that you defeated Bao Dachu in the martial arts competition and are going to be the head of the Dharma Protector Hall. All the leaders in the hall are coming to pay their respects and rushing to give you gifts."

Zhang Yu chuckled and said, "You are well-informed. This is too much."

Qiu Pingan shook his head and said, "There are also a few families who sent women, but I declined them politely, otherwise there would not be enough room in the yard."

Zhang Yu laughed and said, "Well done. However, next time you send a woman, remember to let this hall master take a look first."

"Don't worry, sir. I have checked for you and found that they are all mediocre women."

"You are known for being henpecked. How many girls have you met?"

"Hehe, I'm not as knowledgeable as the hall master, but it can't be wrong to use Miss Xiaoman as a reference, right?"

Zhang Yu glared at Qiu Ping'an, turned to look at Xie Xiaoman who was still standing, and slowly walked over.

"If you want me to unblock the acupuncture points, just blink your right eye."

Xie Xiaoman’s eyes widened even further.

Zhang Yu smiled and said, "If you can do it, then continue standing."

"Have people from South Garden or East Garden been here?"

Qiu Pingan put down his pen and said, "Han Zhong came in person, and his greetings were not light. Dongyuan... no one has come yet."

Zhang Yu squinted his eyes and looked at the scorching sun, sneering.

"If you don't come now, don't accept his things if you come again."

Qiu Pingan nodded: "I understand."

Zhang Yu just looked back and turned around and walked out without entering the house.

"Where are you going, sir? There are so many things going on here?"

"You make your own decisions on these matters. I trust you."

"What about the little girl?"

"We'll talk about it when I get back."

Zhang Yu walked out of the gate of Xuehe North Garden without looking back.

(End of this chapter)