You can't beat people, at least you can't beat Yang Zhen.

With a sullen look on his face, Zhou Tong stepped forward and slapped the urn Yongli away.

Syllable!

A crisp voice came, and everyone present was petrified.

Seeing that Weng Yongli fell and flew out, with a bewildered look on his face, he got up with a grunt after falling to the ground, full of puzzled looks, daring to be angry but not daring to speak, and everyone who watched wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

Weng Yongli This guy looks gentle and elegant, in fact, I don't know which one is present, Weng Yongli is extremely resentful, if anyone dares to laugh out loud at this time, Weng Yongli doesn't dare to be disrespectful to Zhou Tong, but he can't say anything to others.

What is the end of letting Weng Yongli target?

Every disciple present didn't dare to try it easily, even the disciples of the Heavenly Birth Sect, all of them lowered their heads, and their faces were full of absurd looks.

Although Zhou Tong doesn't like Weng Yongli, he won't teach a lesson for no reason on weekdays, what is going on?

The ghost mother-in-law was stunned and furious, pointed at Zhou Tong and said: "Zhou Tong Lao'er, bullying the old man for no reason, if you don't give the old body an explanation today, the old body will definitely turn against you!"

Zhou Tong snorted coldly, didn't take care of the ghost mother-in-law, and said to Weng Yongli with a calm face: "Boy, in terms of seniority, you have to call Yang Zhen a master, dare to say that your master has no literacy, and the old man will give you a slap, which can be regarded as looking at the face of the old thing of the ghost mother-in-law." ”

Hearing Zhou Tong's words, the jaws of everyone present almost dropped.

Especially Weng Yongli, who was stunned by a slap, as if he felt that he hadn't woken up, pointed at Yang Zhen and asked, "Master?"

"Good disciple Sun, what are you doing calling grandpa?" Yang Zhen said with a smile as he looked at Weng Yongli.

Weng Yongli's expression suddenly became as if he had eaten a piece of Xiang, and he didn't dare to speak, and looked at his mother-in-law as if asking for help.

At this time, where does Wengyong dare to speak?

The kid in front of him, who looks about the same age as him, turned out to be Zhou Tong's master?

Could it be that a rejuvenated and powerful predecessor can't be?

Thinking of this, Weng Yongli's face suddenly turned pale, and he almost walked around the ghost gate.

If Yang Zhen really has the skill to stay there, Fang Cai's sentence of not having literacy is enough for him to die ten times and eight times.

The ghost mother-in-law also made Zhou Tong's words thunderous and tender, looked at Yang Zhen, and then looked at Zhou Tong, and found that Zhou Tong was not like talking nonsense except for being a little irritable, and suddenly doubted his life.

"It's ridiculous, this little ...... in front of you This person's bone age and vitality are all in his twenties, and you actually worship him as a teacher?" The ghost mother-in-law stared at Zhou Tong angrily and said, "What the hell are you doing with this old thing?"

The mouth of the fake old man has not closed until now, and when he heard this, he also nodded and said: "How can this kid be your master?"

Zhou Tongyi waved his hand and said: "How can He De leave it aside for the time being, the old man asks you, is the Three Mountains Festival still starting? ”

Beep his mother, if you lose, you lose, and the old man still has a reason not to admit it?

Seeing the teasing expression on Yang Zhen's face, Zhou Tong wanted to slap Yongli in the face.

Although it was a little inappropriate, the slap was really cool.

The ghost mother-in-law and the fake old man showed a look of surprise, looked at each other, looked confused, and then said in a deep voice: "This matter is ......."

"The old man will explain this later, how did you old guy become such a mother-in-law?" Zhou Tong said impatiently.

The fake old man glanced at Lin Miaoyi, who was also shocked, and said in a deep voice: "Since that's the case, then let's start!"

The Three Mountains Event, the selection of leaders, is not the point, but it is enough to attract the attention of the Three Mountains.

After everyone sat down, the fake old Taoist ordered someone to carry up a huge stone tablet, glanced at Yang Zhen with a strange face, and said: "On this stone tablet, there is a martial art of my Qinglian Gate, called Twelve Qinglian, although it is not a treasure, the atrium is also rare, the wonderful clothes have never been cultivated, a stick of incense for a limited time, and the enlightened person wins!"

Hearing this kind of exercise of the Twelve Qinglian, Zhou Tong showed a look of surprise on his face, and said with a laugh: "I didn't expect that the Qinglian Sect, which has always been stingy like a ghost, would be willing to come up with such a precious exercise......

Speaking of this, Zhou Tong looked at Yang Zhen with hope on his face and asked, "Are you sure?"

Yang Zhen looked at Zhou Tong's expression curiously, and suddenly felt that the twelve Qinglian were not ordinary, nodded and said, "I'll try?"

Zhou Tong glared at him and said in a low voice: "You must take it down, the twelve Qinglian are a great exercise in the Qinglian Gate, just look at the expression on Lin Miaoyi's little girl's face." ”

Yang Zhen looked at Lin Miaoyi in surprise, Lin Miaoyi happened to look at him as well, the eyes of the two were opposite in the air, Yang Zhen blinked, turned his head to look at Zhou Tong, and said: "She is really surprised, but such a precious thing, how can it be so easy to comprehend, there must be hands and feet in this stone tablet, I can only try my best." ”

Zhou Tong was not happy, glared at Yang Zhen and said: "Bastard boy, you have cultivated the old man's martial arts skills so quickly, and when you arrive at the Qinglian Gate, you will be cowardly, if you can't take it, the old man will look down on you." ”

Yang Zhen glared at Zhou Tong and said, "Who wants you to afford it?"

"You are the old man's master!" Zhou Tong said unrelentingly.

Yang Zhen waved his hand and said, "Apprentice retreat for the time being, come when you go for the teacher!"

Zhou Tong stomped his feet, sat in his seat and stopped talking.

Weng Yongli stared at Yang Zhen from afar with a gloomy look on his face, especially when Yang Zhen winked at Lin Miaoyi, the look in his eyes became even more gloomy.

This slap made him lose face among the many disciples of the three sects, and if this matter spread, you can imagine how much impact it will have.

Although this slap was not smoked by Yang Zhen, it was also inseparable from Yang Zhen.

Weng Yongli didn't dare to hold a grudge against Zhou Tong, Yang Zhen was different, since he was of the same generation, Yang Zhen definitely didn't know what method he used to let Zhou Tong worship him as a teacher.

Such a young man who is also in the Holy Realm is qualified to be a master of Zhou Tong, and Weng Yongli is a hundred people who don't believe it.

Since the face is lost, then step on Yang Zhen's face and earn it back.

Weng Yongli glanced at Yang Zhen deeply, in terms of talent, although there is a more powerful existence than the Quanyang Holy Root, but Weng Yongli has never seen it so far.

The first level comprehends the exercises, and the urn is determined to be obtained.

At this level, even Lin Miaoyi can't do it!

......

Yang Zhen, Weng Yongli and Lin Miaoyi each had their own thoughts, came to the stone tablet, looked at each other and smiled.

Lin Miaoyi glanced at the two of them and sat quietly on the side.

Weng Yongli stared at Yang Zhen and asked: "I hope you don't let me down, next, I will let you realize what is called the difference between cloud and mud, compared to talent, even if I let you for an hour, you can't do it!"

Yang Zhen nodded and said, "Where are you sitting?"

Weng Yongli stumbled, glared at Yang Zhen, and sat on Lin Miaoyi's left side.

There were a total of three seats next to the stele, but Yang Zhen didn't pick it, picked up the seat and came to Lin Miaoyi's side, muttering to himself: "I heard that fools are contagious, Sister Lin, can I sit next to you?"

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