Chapter 1164 Hanging on the Hook, No Change for 100 Million Years!

Zhou Tong caught up.

Seeing the smiling expression on Zhou Tong's face, Yang Zhen felt for the first time that someone could laugh so cheaply. If he hadn't been unable to beat the bad old man in front of him, Yang Zhen would have slapped him long ago.

"Stay away from me!" Yang Zhen waved his hand at Zhou Tong with a look of disgust.

Anyway, he is a person who is about to break through to the half-step emperor realm, why is he so shameless?

What about the fairy tale bones?

Even if he doesn't have the bones of a fairy, he still has to look like an expert, right?

Serious in speech and smile, acting like the wind and sitting like an old clock, this is the demeanor that a great cultivator should have.

Looking at this ugly and unkempt old man in front of him, with a smile on his face, looking like a weasel giving a New Year greeting to a chicken, Yang Zhen felt a little creepy.

"Boy, don't be so ignorant. The reason why this unknown blood refinement method is valued by the old man is because there are eight turning points miraculously in it, and it can be cultivated in different directions, but..."

Having said that, Zhou Tong looked at Yang Zhen and saw that Yang Zhen continued to walk forward with a blank face. He stretched out two fingers to pinch the corner of Yang Zhen's clothes and pulled them. After realizing that he was doing futile work, he curled his lips. Then he said: "But the old man has tried to cultivate all these eight turning points, and still can't find the feeling, it's like... just like..."

Yang Zhen glanced at Zhou Tong and said, "It seems that no matter how you practice, it is wrong."

"That's right, boy Yang, you hit the nail on the head. That's the feeling. No matter how I practice, the old man seems to have a wrong feeling. You... how did you do it?"

With Zhou Tong's strength and realm, Yang Zhen just absorbed the blood energy changes brought about by the Qi and blood of the world, and he can already see from it that Yang Zhen has really succeeded in cultivation.

Moreover, the direction of Yang Zhen's cultivation is not any of the eight directions, that is to say, this unknown method of blood refining has other cultivation directions, at least there is Yang Zhen's.

Doesn't that mean that there are as many as nine cultivation directions in the unknown method of blood refining?

This is simply a magical method of cultivation.

Even Zhou Tong, an old monster who has lived for an unknown number of years, has never heard of a method that can have so many cultivation directions.

All the exercises in the world have a kind of change after the ultimate cultivation, and the same is true for the way of body training.

However, this unknown blood refining method in front of him is completely different from the traditional cultivation method. If this blood refining method is perfected, it will be the existence that every super sect would like very much.

Think about it, the same cultivation method can teach students according to their aptitude, and according to the different sacred roots and talents of the disciples, they can cultivate in different directions. This is the most suitable method.

If used well, this unknown blood refining method can save the disciples from taking detours for at least decades or even hundreds of years.

Although these decades and hundreds of years are nothing in the tens of thousands of years of cultivation history, what about the people of the same generation?

The more Zhou Tong thought about it, the more excited he became. If he uses it well, the speed and time of cultivation are decades ahead of his peers, what kind of result will it be?

Don't you just hang and beat if you want to hang and beat, and press and rub on the ground if you want to rub on the ground?

Seeing the gaudy expression on Zhou Tong's face, Yang Zhen didn't know what the old man was thinking, he grinned and said: "Old man, if this unknown method of blood refinement can be perfected, it may be very valuable ah."

Zhou Tong's imagination was interrupted, he was no doubt there, he glared and said: "What do you mean it may be very valuable, if it gets out, all the sects in the whole Great Wilderness World will probably have to snatch it with their heads."

Yang Zhen let out an oh, blinked his eyes and said, "So precious?"

Zhou Tong's face was full of complacency, and he said, "It's not just precious, it's so precious... What do you want to do?"

Yang Zhen smiled, and said to Zhou Tong: "In our village, there is a saying that rare goods can be lived in. You said that if I dismantle this blood refining method and sell it in different categories, although it is not as good as the complete cultivation method. It's amazing, but it can also make a lot of money, when the time comes..."

"Stop, stop, what time is it, it's not time!" Zhou Tong was furious, pointing at Yang Zhen and shouting: "Bastard boy, such a precious skill, even the old man is so excited, you actually want to sell it! , still dismantle it, dismantle it and sell it?"

Yang Zhen nodded with a serious face, and said, "Yes, who told us to be casual cultivators, poor!"

"It's unreasonable, it's unreasonable, you can sell as much as you want, just sell it to the old man!" Zhou Tong said decisively, pulling Yang Zhen's clothes, for fear that Yang Zhen would disappear with a whoosh.

Yang Zhen pondered for a moment, and said: "Don't worry about this matter, anyway, you know what I know, I can't run away, right, you should fulfill your promise first."

"What promise?" Zhou Tong was taken aback for a moment, obviously not reacting to Yang Zhen's strange brain hole.

The span is too big!

Yang Zhen narrowed his eyes and said: "Okay, you little old man who never tells lies, you have turned back on your promises at a very old age, forget it, I didn't count on you anyway, so let's sell this blood refining method, let me think about it... …The Fluctlight Shrine looks like it's rich."

"fart!"

Zhou Tong was taken aback, pinched his waist and said: "You bastard, in terms of riches, who can compare to the old man's Tianjue Sect?"

Oh, the old man finally said something useful, is Tianjue Sect rich?

While Yang Zhen was stupefied, Zhou Tong squinted at Yang Zhen and said, "Boy, there is no basis for empty talk, first tell me how you did it. Absorption, I don't know the method of blood refining, it seems that I can't do this, right?"

Yang Zhen nodded, and said, "The blood refining method you gave can't do it, but I changed it a little bit!"

"Sure enough!" Zhou Tong's eyes lit up, he leaned in front of Yang Zhen, and asked curiously, "Where did you change?"

Yang Zhen stretched out his hand.

"Why?" Zhou Tong asked blankly.

"Let me have a martial skill worthy of this Sao Sage!" Yang Zhen stared.

This is something that has been agreed, you love me, and Zhou Tong also said that the two of them are just a transaction, and I just want to be a teacher, and people still look down on us.

Zhou Tong smiled sheepishly when he heard the words, and immediately glared, and said casually: "Isn't it just a martial skill? I have a lot of them here. I'll give you one. If you can master this skill, I will worship you as my teacher!"

Yang Zhen was dumbfounded, looked at Zhou Tong with a confused face, and asked blankly: "Is what you said true?"

Seeing the confused expression on Yang Zhen's face, Zhou Tong laughed loudly, like a fat old man who finally won a game, and said proudly: "I, Zhou Tong, say one thing is one thing, and people call one thing a little old man!"

Yang Zhen stretched out his little finger and said, "Then it's a deal!"

"What is this for?" Zhou Tong stared blankly at Yang Zhen's little finger.

"Lagou, the most vicious oath in our village." Yang Zhen looked at Zhou Tong playfully, and asked, "Are you afraid?"

"I'm afraid you'll be a hammer!" Zhou Tong also stretched out his little finger and hooked Gou Yangzhen's little finger.

"Hanging on the hook, it won't change for 100 million years." Yang Zhen muttered to himself.

Boom——!

There was thunder on the flat ground, Zhou Tong had a gaudy face, and looked at the air in surprise and suspicion, feeling like he was on a pirate ship.

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