The First Thousand and Eighty-Five Chapters: The Opportunity to Break Through the Half-Step Mahatma!

Seeing the astonished expression on the face of the Qingquan Saintess, and the crowd around them desperately holding back their laughter but not daring to laugh out loud, Yang Zhen couldn't help shaking his head.

This Luo Qingchen was blinded by such a good name, his brain is a bit insufficient, or a string is missing.

Others pretend to be aggressive and may be humble and refuse to admit it. If you don’t mention this kind of thing, is there anyone who admits it?

At least if Yang Zhen is like this, he will not admit it even if he is killed.

Although Luo Qingchen didn't admit it directly, there was no fool in the crowd, and almost all of them knew the mechanism of Luo Qingchen's illness. The look of wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh made Luo Qingchen suddenly realize his enlightenment, and he was very enlightened. Then he became angry from embarrassment, and wanted to find Yang Zhen desperately as soon as he slapped the table.

Behind Han Yan'er, the cheap cat looked at Yang Zhen with a look of astonishment, and muttered to himself: "Damn, this kid is getting more and more terrible. There are so many strong people in the Holy Land, and there are still three in the Sanshan Holy Land." With so much power, I will do it as soon as I say it, it's just...as expected of the kid I fancy, but I'm just digging grass...how do I get away with this?"

run?

In Yang Zhen's dictionary, this word has never run, and it is a genuine dictionary!

Seeing Luo Qingchen rushing over, the rest of the Holy Realm powerhouses and the Qingquan Saintess all looked like they were sitting and watching, and Yang Zhen was even more godlike than these people.

"Are you trying to kill me?"

Yang Zhen looked innocently at Luo Qingchen who was rushing up, and took out his long sword. A storm of true energy swept across the entire teahouse. If Yang Zhen didn't run, the others almost rushed out.

Luo Qingchen roared: "You bastard, what you did today is enough to cause you to die a hundred times, do you think this Holy Son will let you go?"

Yang Zhen waved his hand and said, "Don't be so anxious to become angry, who doesn't have a disease mechanism, just like a monk will have a headache and brain fever. If you are sick, you can be cured. Do you need to kill someone?"

Treatment when you are sick?

Hearing this, everyone around looked at Yang Zhen like a fool.

The three mountain holy lands have always been united in the same hatred, although there are gaps, but in principle, they have always advanced and retreated together.

Under such a terrifying combination of the three holy places, what kind of doctor can't be found?

Not to mention doctors, alchemists, and spirit doctors who specialize in diagnosis and treatment for monks can be found everywhere.

As Luo Qingchen's Holy Son of Qingchen in Three Mountains Holy Land, if he wanted to cure his illness, he would have asked all his seniors overtly and secretly, and he has not been cured until now, but you are talking sarcastic here?

A group of people looked at Yang Zhen, and many of them shook their heads and sighed.

The long sword stopped!

It stopped at a place less than an inch from the tip of Yang Zhen's nose.

Luo Qingchen stared at Yang Zhen uncertainly with a bluish face, and said with a cold snort, "Do you have a solution?"

This is desperate, obviously desperate.

Knowing that 90% of Yang Zhen was talking nonsense, Luo Qingchen still didn't miss this opportunity.

As soon as the long sword stopped, everyone in the teahouse looked at Luo Qingchen in surprise.

Could it be that Luo Qingchen really thought that Yang Zhen would cure this persistent illness?

Seeing the old god on Yang Zhen's face, the cheap cat was shocked, knowing that this kid Yang Zhen was going to pretend again.

It's just a pity that he can't be exposed at this time, otherwise Yang Zhen wouldn't be called Yang Pippi.

Yang Zhen picked up the teacup boldly, took a sip of tea, and then slowly said: "You don't have to believe me, I can understand that, after all, we met by chance, why should you believe me, just don't know, you Do you believe in the Holy Maiden of Qingquan?"

Hearing the Holy Maiden of Qingquan, Luo Qingchen's face immediately turned red, and there were still bruises and darkness hidden inside. She turned to look at the Holy Maiden with a strange face, and said, "Of course I believe it!"

The surrounding people were confused, wondering what this matter had to do with the Holy Maiden of Qingquan. How could a woman participate in the discussion of this kind of matter?

Yang Zhen grinned, and said to the Holy Maiden of Qingquan, "Just right, I have a question that I would like to ask the Holy Maiden of Qingquan."

"Mr. Yang, but it's okay!" Qingquan Saintess looked at Yang Zhen curiously. Up to now, Qingquan Saintess still can't see anything. Strength, unexpectedly so easily.

Not only Qingquan Saintess, but even the red-faced Saint Realm and the others showed curious expressions.

Yang Zhen's ability to see Luo Qingchen's problems at a glance is enough to show that Yang Zhen is not an ordinary person.

Although these people who came to defend the Tao did not fully understand each other's problems, they could probably guess the direction, and even almost everyone knew the problem with the Qingquan Saintess. Because of this problem, the masters of the Qingquan Saintess have more than How many people have been asked and how many seniors have been visited.

Everyone looked at Yang Zhen strangely, Yang Zhen nodded, and said: "Then I'll just say it, there is a saying in the Xuanli chapter of Tianshu, the holy power is hard to say, the innate essence is damaged and stagnant, it is because Half-step saint, the current half-step saint cannot control the power of the holy realm. Once he controls the power of the holy realm, it will damage the true essence in his body. Did Dibao come to support it?"

Hum——!

A terrifying surge of real energy suddenly erupted from Qingquan Saintess, which startled everyone.

It's just that this fluctuation came and went quickly, as if the Holy Maiden of Qingquan couldn't control it for a while.

Under the eyes of everyone, the Holy Maiden of Qingquan had a shocked look on her face. She stood up and walked in front of Yang Zhen, looked up at Yang Zhen and asked, "Does Mr. Yang have a solution?"

This problem has troubled the Saintess of Qingquan for more than a day or two. Every night when the moon is full, when the heavens and the earth are cleared, the power of the holy realm in the body will explode. Only she knows.

Of course, Yang really didn't have this kind of problem, because the power of the holy realm in his body had found a suitable storage place from the beginning, and there were many treasures of heaven and earth suppressing each other, so he couldn't come out to be a demon at all.

This method is only for Yang Zhen, and no one else can copy it.

Who can have three heavenly books at the same time?

Who can have the origin of several heaven and earth true patterns at the same time?

Who can plant a world-killing heavenly lotus in their minds?

All of these seem to be arranged in the dark, so that the complicated power in Yang Zhen's body will lead to the same goal by different routes. Although it is complicated, it does not bring huge restrictions to Yang Zhen.

It's just that today, Yang Zhen has realized this problem, and must find a suitable way to integrate these forces to form a real power that belongs to Yang Zhen himself.

This is also the reason why Yang Zhen pretended to be so aggressive, because Yang Zhen found a feasible way from these few people.

Although the duality array in Qingchen Shengzi's body is a bit crude in Yang Zhen's view, it provides Yang Zhen with an infinite possibility.

Coupled with the three-talent array mentioned by the Qingquan saint, Yang Zhen has already found the direction.

The special method of controlling the power of the holy realm on the Saintess of Erqingquan also opened an alternative door for Yang Zhen.

This chance meeting in the teahouse might become an opportunity for Yang Zhen to break through the half-step sage, which is very important to Yang Zhen.

Seeing the bewildered expression on Yang Zhen's face, the Saintess of Qingquan was taken aback, a gloomy look flashed in her eyes, she chuckled and said, "It's Qingquan who saluted, Mr. Yang, don't blame me."

How can it be?

Even her master couldn't find a solution. Yang Zhen, a monk in the ninth heaven, even if he saw through her problems by chance, how could he help her solve them?

Seeing the gloomy expression on the face of the Saintess of Qingquan, the rest of the holy land powerhouses were breathless, and they all shook their heads with wry smiles.

Among the people present, only Luo Qingchen had a look of disdain on his face, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

"If you can see the problem, there is a way to solve it!" Yang Zhen smiled like a big brother next door.

The whole teahouse froze instantly, and even the air became quiet.

However, the breathing of the Qingquan saintess became tighter, and she stared at Yang Zhen firmly. The ecstasy and worry about gain and loss in her eyes made me feel pity for everyone watching.

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