Chapter 395 Not a word mentioned

Mo Qianjun was suspicious, but he still recommended Master Mou to Yue Buqun.

Master Mou did not take the rejection of a leader of the Huashan Sect to heart. He was a dignified third-rank official, in charge of the national secret service, and was directly responsible to the emperor. When his son wanted a teacher, he needed a teacher to come to him and recommend him.

It's normal to be eliminated, no matter whether he is from Huashan or Shaolin.

Hearing that Yue Buqun still wanted to see him, he was surprised. At this time, he was a little too ambitious to not give up. He needed to consider everything comprehensively, which was not something a person in the world could understand. But he still decided to meet the leader of the Huashan Sect.

If he is too ignorant, treat him.

Mr. Mou met Yue Buqun at his home. He was not wearing official uniform, but his tall figure still looked extraordinary and his martial arts were also extraordinary.

Yue Buqun cupped his hands and said, "Master Mou, I have admired you for a long time."

Lord Mou should still be polite when he should be polite, and said: "Master Lao Yue came here for nothing, Mou Mou thanked you here."

Yue Buqun said: "Master Mou, you're too polite. I think Master Mou himself has extraordinary martial arts skills. Why don't you give birth to a son yourself?"

Master Mou sighed: "My martial arts are developed through hard work and hardship. In fact, they are not upper-level martial arts. The hardships and dangers involved cannot be understood by outsiders."

Yue Buqun nodded and understood Master Mou's intentions. He had no choice. After going through hardships and achieving today's achievements, he was able to find a broader path for his son. Set up a step for his son and stand on his shoulders.

Keep climbing and it will get better and better.

Therefore, for those families with a long history, it is difficult for one generation to catch up with their achievements. The more peaceful the era, the more this is true, and it will even become more and more solid.

Yue Buqun was able to determine his hidden illness just by looking at himself, which shows that his medical skills must be extraordinary.

Yue Buqun said: "Master Mou is a genius, I admire him."

Yue Buqun said: "Master, you're welcome. Shaolin is the Taishan Beidou of martial arts. Master is the head abbot's fellow eminent monk and a senior figure in the world. Master Mou has found a good teacher for me."

Lord Mou looked at these two people's hypocritical greetings, and really admired the hypocrisy of these people in the world who were not weaker than the officialdom.

Yue Buqun said: "Luck is also a part of strength."

Master Fang Sheng recognized Yue Buqun and couldn't help being stunned and asked: "Why is Master Yue here?"

Master Mou had no choice but to follow him out of the house. As he was going out, he met an old Shaolin monk wearing a flying fish suit and a royal guard. It was Master Fang Sheng.

Yue Buqun said: "Nowadays, the country is undergoing mutiny and banditry. The Jinyi Guards have heavy responsibilities. Lord Mou's safety is directly related to the stability of the country. Your uprightness is a blessing to the people. I just hope there can be more people like you."

Just an official."

Master Mou said: "Master Yue has given me the reward."

Master Mou couldn't help but praise: "Good calligraphy!"

Master Mou was silent, the pain on his body was indeed unspeakable. This was one of the reasons why he wanted to find better martial arts for his son. He did not want his son to go through his own suffering again.

It took him one day to write out the internal strength of the "Nine Yin Manual" in handwriting, including the general outline and the healing chapter, which can be called the essence of Taoism.

Mou Daren said: "There have been many dangers. It is only luck that we can reach this point."

Yue Buqun said: "Your Excellency charged into battle, leaving behind wounds all over his body. The pain involved cannot be explained by outsiders. It is also fate that we meet each other. I will give you a set of techniques for cultivating the heart and practicing Qi to nourish the body and relieve the pain.

, I hope your lord will not refuse."

Yue Buqun said: "It was Yue who went back to write yesterday."

Master Mou was stunned. Yue Buqun didn't mention anything about his son joining Shaolin. Instead, he wanted to give him martial arts. This was really unexpected.

Yue Buqun said: "I came to the capital to do business, and I came here especially to visit Master Mou. I also want to congratulate the master on accepting a good disciple."

Yue Buqun cupped his fists and said, "Master, you are polite."

Master Mou has no doubt that Yue Buqun will lie to him. The teachers of the Huashan School follow the authentic Taoist Quanzhen religion. Taoism is the most suitable for health care. This is a well-known fact.

Master Fang Sheng said: "It turns out that Master Yue also knows about it. Thank you very much, Master Yue."

But Mr. Mou lives a noble life, and no matter how painful his hidden illness is, he does not dare to accept gifts from others at will.

Yue Buqun said: "Master's confidence, Yue Buqun will definitely convey it."

Without giving Master Mou a chance to refuse, Yue Buqun stood up and left.

I just don’t know what Yue Buqun wants. It’s absolutely impossible for his son to change his ways. It’s not just a matter of his own face, but also Shaolin’s face!

Yue Buqun saw Lord Mou struggling and said with a smile: "My lord, you don't have to think so complicatedly. Yue Buqun doesn't have any requirements. He just can't bear for a good official like Lord Mou to endure such pain. Yue will leave now and come back tomorrow to serve your Lord."

Heal the injury.”

Shaolin has status and Master Fang Sheng is older. Yue Buqun was the first to salute.

Yue Buqun said: "I find that you seem to have a hidden illness."

Yue Buqun is not a stingy person. Since he decided to make a bet, he will not hold back Soso.

The commander of the Jin Yiwei is not a simple warrior, he must have a certain cultural heritage.

Master Mou's expression changed, and he said solemnly: "These are all injuries caused in the past years, but they are no longer serious."

"Isn't Yue Buqun still determined to give up?"

Master Mou asked: "Master Yue, what is this word...?"

After a brief exchange, they all looked at Mr. Mou in the main seat.

Master Fang Sheng was confused. Of course he knew that Master Mou had another candidate, Yue Buqun. However, considering the status of Shaolin, he directly admitted him without passing the assessment.

Master Mou took a thin booklet. It was obviously newly written and had no name. When he opened it, regardless of the content, the calligraphy in it was eye-opening to Master Mou.

Mou Daren said: "No reward for no merit."

Master Fang Sheng said: "Master Yue is so polite. I have received favors from senior Feng Qingyang of the Huashan Sect. When I heard that he was leaving the mountain, I wanted to go and pay him a visit. Today I met Master Yue first."

Yue Buqun said: "Master Mou is laughing at me. The Huashan sect is a disciple of Taoism. In fact, it involves Buddhism, Confucianism and Taoism. Especially when I come here, the Huashan sect has been silent for many years and there is no harassment from foreign affairs. I study more."

At first, when he saw that Yue Buqun was not very luxurious in his clothes, but dressed like a scholar, Master Mou thought he was arty, but it turned out that he had real skills and was a real scholar.

Since he only wrote it yesterday, the treatment for his injuries must have been a spur-of-the-moment idea. Master Yue is really able to adapt to changes, and the scholar doesn't seem to be completely stunned.

At this moment, Master Mou suddenly felt that it would be better to become a disciple of Yue Buqun.

Lord Mou put aside his distracting thoughts and read the booklet carefully.
Chapter completed!