"Brother Ran,"

Ran Shiping looked up and smiled slightly: "Brother Li wants to ask about the Forgetful Love Platform?"

"No, I want to ask if there are any statements in the Sword Cleaning Tower about the taboos of the Buer-Er Zhoutian Jue. If Brother Ran knows, please tell me."

Ran Shiping thought for a while, "It's shameful to say that after the founder of the Sword Washing Tower, no other disciple of the Sword Washing Tower has practiced the Bu Er Zhoutian Art to the Great Perfection in the past thousand years."

"To date, the closest thing to the Great Perfection is Li Chenan's master Wu Xichen... He understood the twelve French styles, but unfortunately he still lost to the monk Jiudeng."

"If you want to talk about taboos... that is, you must maintain the body of a boy before the Great Perfection, otherwise the pure yang will be leaked, even if you understand the eighteen French styles, you will eventually lack some heat."

"Hey... It's not easy for thousands of years to wash the sword tower!"

"No disciple can practice the unparalleled martial arts in the world, so that over the years, the Sword Washing Tower had to learn other martial arts to maintain the existence of the Sword Washing Tower."

"Now... the sword-washing building is becoming less and less popular with the royal family,"

Ran Shiping sighed long: "The Great Li Empire was destroyed, and the Sword Tower made great contributions to the establishment of the Wu Kingdom."

"In the blink of an eye, more than three hundred years have passed, and it is time to unload the mill and kill the donkey."

Li Chenan was stunned, "The royal family was dissatisfied with the Sword Washing Tower?"

Ran Shiping smiled bitterly:

"Brother Li went to the Sword Cleaning Tower and met the owner."

"The owner of the post, Wu Ximiao, he is Wu Xichen's brother!"
Chapter completed!