Become the Lord God from adversity

Chapter 10 Yinuo with Jun, Red Moon Playing Butterfly
Putting the knife back into its sheath, Yue Zhou strolled and recited poems. Yue Zhou slowly returned to the carriage, the pride and poetry in his heart still remained.

For the first time in the rivers and lakes, when you show your sharpness, you should be white.

At this moment, he finally had a little understanding of the so-called Jianghu, and also understood why Jianghu attracted so many people into it.

Rivers and lakes do have their charm.

However, the turbulent heartbeat finally calmed down. At this moment, Yue Zhou felt a little pain in his muscles and bones, and the circulation of qi and blood in his body was also a little unsmooth.

This is the sequelae after using the 'Thunder Arc'. In fact, it can't be said to be a sequelae.

It's just that although the move of 'Thunder Flash' is powerful, it is also a kind of great damage to the user's physical body.

If one's body is not strong enough, it would not be surprising if one's own muscles and bones are completely shattered by forcefully performing this kind of sword technique.

As a congenital martial artist with soul and body united, Yue Zhou's physical strength is already sufficient, but such extremely violent saber techniques still impose a heavy burden on the physical body.

That's why it's happening now, and it's not a big deal, just breathing to regulate visceral movement and Qi and blood flow.

Yue Zhou closed his eyes slightly, adjusted the flow of qi and blood in his body, and the breath that was out of balance gradually regained its stability.

But he didn't see that Mr. Butterfly was serving peanuts and drinking a small wine, and looked at him from time to time with interest in his eyes.

After a while, Yue Zhou's energy and blood had been adjusted smoothly, his breath returned to calm, and the slight pain in his muscles and bones was almost undetectable.

Opening his eyes, Yue Zhou was lost in thought. This time he was forced to use the 'Thunderbolt Arc Light' to deal with a few small bandits.

My actual combat experience is really not enough!With the realm of my innate martial artist, no matter in terms of physical strength, speed or explosive power, I can easily crush those bandits without using my current 'thunder arc' at the bottom of the box.

Today, I am still far behind. In actual combat, I need actual combat.

At this moment, Mr. Butterfly said: "Your sword technique is interesting."

Yue Zhou opened his eyes and glanced at him, but didn't speak.

Mr. Butterfly seemed to have opened up the conversation: "That sword technique is okay, but you don't seem to have any actual combat experience. You still need to use this kind of sword technique to deal with this group of miscellaneous fish."

Yue Zhou nodded with a wry smile: "I'm not afraid of making fun of you if I say it, I'm still new to the rivers and lakes."

Mr. Butterfly seemed to have expected it a long time ago: "It can be seen that if you are not new to the rivers and lakes, how could you survive today?"

"Hehe." Yue Zhou just smiled awkwardly and stopped talking about this topic.

"However, where did you learn that saber technique? It's interesting. It's completely different from most saber techniques, as well as your martial arts foundation." At this time, Mr. Butterfly brought the topic back.

Yue Zhou shook his head: "It's inconvenient to say the origin, if you really want to know, you can take it as a gift from heaven."

"If you don't want to say it, forget it." Mr. Butterfly didn't care.

"What? Little Butterfly, do you want my sword skills? I can trade with you." At this time, it was Yue Zhou who said with a smile.

Mr. Butterfly waved his hand: "Your saber technique, all relying on the power of your physical body, explodes in an instant with extreme lethality."

"This kind of knife technique is not elegant at all, not chic at all, and does not conform to Mister Butterfly's aesthetics at all."

"To sum it up in three words: not interested."

Mr. Butterfly looked at Yue Zhou with disgust, obviously, he had no interest.

"Uh..." Yue Zhou was taken aback for a moment, and then he laughed. This answer really fit Mr. Butterfly's personality.

"I see that you are also handsome and gentle. Why do you have to practice this kind of foreign martial arts that you can only practice when you look like a barbarian. And that kind of saber technique, every time you use it, it is basically destroying the body. You If you don't want to die early, you should change to another martial art."

Speaking of this, Mr. Butterfly paused slightly: "Mr. Butterfly appreciates you, so I give you this advice, you take care of it yourself."

Yue Zhou just smiled slightly, but he was amazed in his heart. The masters in the difficult situation were indeed extraordinary. From the short exchange just now, Mr. Butterfly had actually seen the details of his martial arts.

He could clearly see the nature of the "Thunder Prison Knife Sutra", and he also saw that his basic martial arts were very unusual.

Although it is said that he also regards the immortal martial arts as an external skill in a difficult situation, such a vision is already extraordinary and refined.

"You haven't seen through the Immortal Martial Arts, that's why you said this. This is not comparable to ordinary external skills." Yue Zhou explained casually.

"Oh?! Human Immortal Martial Arts? The name sounds awful, but I just don't know how strong it is?" Mr. Butterfly glanced at Yue Zhou lightly.

"Haha. After I really become a human immortal, I will come to fight with you, and then you will know what human martial arts is!" Yue Zhou waved his hands and smiled indifferently. Talk freely.

He didn't need to guard against Mr. Butterfly like he guarded against his cheap father, so he naturally relaxed a lot when talking.

"Come and come. Killing is free, life and death are at your own risk. I'll wait for you in Yinchuan Butterfly Valley, I hope you don't make me wait too long." Mr. Butterfly didn't care either.

At this time, Yue Zhou changed the subject again: "Little Butterfly, tell me why you like gold so much? What's so good about gold? It's just a peripheral thing."

Mr. Butterfly lay down on the soft cushion without even looking at Yue Zhou: "Gold, this kind of golden cutie, who can resist its magic power? Mister Butterfly likes to use gold to decorate Yinchuan, take a look every day, I'm in a good mood."

Difficult to understand Mr. Butterfly's obsession with gold, Yue Zhou shook his head and said with a smile: "It seems that gold is what you love the most, for gold you can even sell your sword skills."

"Yes, Mr. Yinchuan Butterfly's favorite thing in this life is gold. You can't understand the magic of gold. For these little cuties, what's the point of selling just sword skills?" Mr. Butterfly said bluntly.

"Aren't you afraid that someone who learns your saber technique will come to kill you and take your gold?" Yue Zhou continued to ask.

Mr. Butterfly smiled coldly, and lightly brushed his long hair: "Do you think you can become Mr. Butterfly after learning Mr. Butterfly's sword technique?"

"When Mr. Butterfly was learning the knife, there were many people together, but until now, there is only one Mr. Yinchuan Butterfly." Mr. Butterfly's tone was full of confidence.

"Tsk, you're really confident. Come on, let's respect your confidence, let's toast." Yue Zhou raised his glass and pointed at Mister Butterfly.

"Mr. Butterfly has always been so confident, cheers." Mr. Butterfly picked up the glass and drank it down.

Thinking of the conversation just now, Yue Zhou suddenly smiled softly. He thought of Gongsun Yue in the future.

The Danfeng Gongsunyue who made Mr. Butterfly guard Yinchuan alone for 18 years, practicing hard every day and not loving money, the facts have proved that in Mr. Butterfly's heart, Gongsunyue is more important than gold.

Thinking of this, Yue Zhou looked at Mr. Butterfly: "Little Butterfly, I heard that your piano skills are extraordinary, so let me borrow your piano."

"Do you understand rhythm?" Mr. Butterfly frowned.

"A little understanding, a little understanding." Yue Zhou smiled. Yue Zhou himself naturally didn't understand, but Dao Wuxin, a rich and noble man who loves elegance and style, although he can't practice martial arts, he is good at other piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, and even rhythm, etc. The attainments in all aspects are quite profound.

"I don't know where you heard about it. Forget it. Take it." Mr. Butterfly made a gesture with his hand, and Gu Yueqin appeared, and Yue Zhou took it and laid it on his knee.

Pluck the strings with both hands, the more brisk a song of Red Moon Playing Butterfly flows out from the strings of the ancient moon.

"This song?" Listening to this song, Mr. Butterfly felt something was wrong, so he couldn't help hesitating.

"How about this song?" Yue Zhou chuckled lightly. At this moment, the song came to an end, he stopped and looked at Mr. Butterfly.

This is the bgm that Gongsunyue and Mister Butterfly will meet in the future.

"It's nothing, it sounds pretty good, let's play it again." Mr. Butterfly's expression was a little strange, his mind was a little distracted, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Stop playing, I'm not in the mood today." Yue Zhou chuckled, but at this moment he suddenly had an idea: "Little Butterfly, let's make a bet."

"What are you betting on?" Mr. Butterfly returned to his senses.

"I bet you will love someone more than gold in the future." Yue Zhou laughed.

"It's impossible, gold is unshakable in my heart." Mr. Butterfly vetoed it.

Yue Zhou said: "In that case, why not take a gamble?"

"What's the prize? What's the deadline?" Mr. Butterfly said.

Yue Zhou combined the news he had heard before and thought about it carefully. Today's Gongsunyue is still the notorious Huangquan Redeemer, and he doesn't know when she will change her past and become the future Danfeng Gongsunyue.

But if I remember correctly, Banruohai became sworn brothers after Dongfang Dingli killed Heyan Gusu, and it has been 30 years since now.

Although I don't know the time when Gongsun Yue will turn back, it shouldn't be too long.

After thinking about it, Yue Zhou made a decision: "The time limit is 50 years. If I lose, I will give you a million gold."

"If you lose, just teach me your sword skills." Yue Zhou looked at Mr. Butterfly.

"Tsk, aren't you giving me money?" Mr. Butterfly smiled softly. Is there anything he loves more than gold?How can it be?

"Although Mr. Butterfly has a good way to get money, but if you insist on giving money, Mr. Butterfly will gladly agree."

"I bet with you, 50 years later, Yinchuan Butterfly Valley is waiting for you."

"By the way, Mr. Butterfly also wants to see your so-called human immortal martial arts. After 50 years, let's end it together."

"Mr. Butterfly would like to see how much you can take from me then?" Mr. Butterfly looked at Yue Zhou, with absolute confidence hidden in his calmness.

"Okay." Yue Zhou didn't hesitate at all, wouldn't it be 100 million taels of gold?

As long as I succeed this trip, the 100 million taels is just a drizzle.

As for the battle with M. Butterfly 50 years later, he doesn't care.

50 years later, God knows where he has reached. Although he is not an unreasonable idiot like Hong Yi, but with the system in place, he should at least become an immortal.

It is not difficult to fight against Mr. Butterfly.

Thinking of this, Yue Zhou felt calm and nodded in agreement.

In the carriage, a red moon plays with butterflies, and a bet is made.

The killer and the young master finally had some weak friendship.

(End of this chapter)