Huashan.

On the open space not far from the courtyard of the Sutra Pavilion.

Ning Zhongze stood beside Li Bubai with a strange expression in his arms: "Junior brother, is this the martial arts you specialized in?"

Li Bubai looked into the distance with his eyes fixed on his face: "Yes."

He didn't look back.

His face was cold.

Ning Zhongze sighed silently: Did your junior brother change his mind, or do you think your senior sister is just like this?

Being a woman is really hard.

"There are still some flaws, but the problem is not big. I will deduce it tomorrow and it will be spread."

"Senior sister, you don't think it's simple, but it's very extraordinary,"

"Farmers can strengthen their bodies when they practice. When they work, they will have strong bodies and children with extraordinary qualifications. They will continue to improve their genetics from generation to generation..."

"Gene is...oh, I will tell you in the future? When? Wait, wait until you get married, okay, I'll show you..."

Li Bubai dealt with Ning Zhongze.

Then he turned around and left.

On the spot, more than a dozen farmers were left behind.

He was busy carrying various farm tools.

Some pull ropes, the spine is like a yellow cow, and the muscles are dark and shiny, and they squirm as they move.

Some weed kill, with agile arms, flexible waists, and light weight lifting.

Li Bubai deduced it again in his mind.

There are still flaws in the exercises.

The rhythm of breathing is wrong and a lot of power is wasted.

If you don’t feel too tired after landing on arable land, that is the best result.

In Li Bubai's mind, Ning Zhongze, who had long hair fluttering, was no longer wearing stockings.

Ahem...

What stockings to wear when working are not good.

It doesn't look like working at all.

He finally deduced it overnight, and finally deduced it as a perfect old ox plowing land and weeding skills.

The next day, it was taught to the farmer.

After observing for another three days, Li Bubai was completely relieved to see the beginning.

A few more days have passed.

The farmer thoroughly mastered the skills and worked one by one for a few days, not only without fatigue.

Instead, he became energetic.

"Junior brother, if you submit the technique you have studied, you will definitely receive a reward."

Yue Buqun stood in front of the field and said excitedly.

Then he smiled bitterly: "It's a pity that my Huashan is a martial arts sect. If I collude with the court, I'm afraid I will be rejected."

Li Bubai smiled when he heard this: "Senior Brother, I'm about to tell you that it's better to be in the farmhouse in Huashan City. These dozen people are disciples of the farmhouse."

"Farmhouse?" Yue Buqun frowned slightly: "Junior brother, my senior brother admits that you have great achievements. However, I, Huashan, are a martial arts sect. If you really make a group of disciples who farm, what would it be like?"

Li Bubai smiled: "Senior brother, it's time for dinner, go back and talk."

"Junior brother, this matter..."

"Hey, senior brother, you are a good fellow, you are a good fellow. You are not a qualified one."

“…”

"I don't eat actively, and I have a brain problem."

“…”

canteen.

Breakfast meeting.

Start again.

Ning Zhongze sat quietly beside him, silent.

She knew that she would just practice swords.

The younger brother will arrange other things.

As for the senior brother, he will definitely be fooled.

After all, my senior brother is still practicing qigong.

In order to facilitate practice, I even made a wooden board, perforated holes, and hung it in the room with a rope.

Ning Zhongze always wants to laugh every time he thinks of it.

"Senior brother, listen to me, I, Huashan, must reform."

“What is reform?”

"It is to change the bad ones and the backward ones... If you don't reform, how can you make progress? Only reform can you find the correct path for the development of Huashan."

"Actually, what kind of grudges does the Sword Sect have in essence? There is no need to do it."

"Can't the huge Huashan tolerate the Second Sword Qi Sect?"

"This is a narrow mind, a shortage of cognition, and a lack of knowledge."

"That's why it's a tragedy."

He tapped his fingers on the table.

"Super porridge." Li Bubai frowned and looked at Ning Zhongze, and said softly.

Ning Zhongze paused.

For some reason, I suddenly felt that Li Bubai's look had a lot of meaning.

It seems to be saying: Ignorance!!!

"Junior brother, what reforms and ideas are there? I don't understand. If I don't understand, I just want you to stop making trouble. Let's develop Huashan well, won't it be okay?"

Yue Buqun is not that easy to fool.

Li Bubai smiled but said nothing and drank the porridge from Ning Zhongzecheng.

Put down the bowl.

Wipe your mouth.

With slow movements, Yue Buqun's eyebrows were beating wildly.

I really want to slap it.

Then he smiled and said, "Senior Brother, let's not talk about anything else, let's talk about our mission first. What is our mission?"

"Develop Huashan and restore its prosperity."

Talk about the mission.

Yue Buqun suddenly felt energetic and was full of fighting spirit: "We must develop Huashan to its original power. Only in this way can the master rest in peace in the sky."

"Senior brother, it's so narrow, the pattern is so small."

Li Bubai reached out and pointed Yue Buqun, Yue Buqun: "..."

"Senior brother, let's set a small goal first and develop Huashan into a diversified super sect, surpassing the power of the masters and the others. I call it the Five-Year Plan."

“Five-year plan?”

Unclear and harsh.

It looks very powerful.

Ning Zhongze obediently served porridge, held his chin with his little hands, and looked at Li Bubai with a smile on his lips.

Although still a villain.

However, it has become the pillar of Huashan.

Even Yue Buqun doesn't say anything about it.

But if you really want to make a decision, I will ask Li Bubai.

"What is the five-year plan?" Yue Buqun and Sun Yue transformed into.
To be continued...