Chapter 1168 I Heard that Fools Are Contagious!
You can't beat someone, at least you can't beat Yang Zhen.
With a depressed look on his face, Zhou Tong stepped forward and slapped the urn away forever.
Snapped!
A crisp voice came, and everyone present petrified.
Seeing Weng Yongli fall and fly away, with a dazed expression on his face, he crawled up after landing on the ground, full of puzzled expressions, daring to be angry but not daring to speak, everyone who watched wanted to laugh but could not Dare to laugh.
Weng Yongli looks gentle and elegant, but actually who is present does not know, Weng Yongli holds grudges extremely, if anyone dares to laugh out loud at this time, Weng Yongli dare not disrespect Zhou Tong, but he is not sure about other people up.
What is the end of letting Weng Yongli stare at him?
Every disciple present did not dare to try it lightly, even the disciples of Tianshengmen all lowered their heads with absurd expressions on their faces.
Although Zhou Tong didn't like Weng Yongli, he wouldn't teach him a lesson for no reason on weekdays. What's going on?
Grandma Cheng Gui was stunned and furious, pointed at Zhou Tong and said: "Old Zhou Tong, you have insulted this old disciple for no reason, if you don't give me an explanation today, this old man will definitely turn against you!"
Zhou Tong snorted coldly, didn't agree with 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. If you dare to say that your master is not educated, I will give you a slap. The ghost mother-in-law is losing face."
Hearing Zhou Tong's words, the jaws of everyone present almost dropped.
Especially Weng Yongli, who was stunned by a slap, seemed to feel that he was not awake, pointed at Yang Zhen and asked, "Master?"
"My dear grandson, why are you calling grandpa?" Yang Zhen said with a smile, looking at Weng Yongli.
Weng Yongli's expression suddenly became as if he had eaten a piece of meat, he didn't dare to speak, and looked at Granny Chenggui as if asking for help.
At a time like this, how dare Weng Yongli speak?
The boy in front of him who looks about his age is actually Zhou Tong's master?
Could it be a powerful senior who has rejuvenated?
Thinking of this, Weng Yongli's face suddenly turned pale, and he almost walked around the gate of hell.
If Yang Zhen really had the ability to stay calm, the sentence of lack of quality just now would be enough for him to die ten times or eight times.
Cheng Gui's mother-in-law also made Zhou Tong's words thunderous, she looked at Yang Zhen, then at Zhou Tong, and found that Zhou Tong didn't seem to be talking nonsense except for being a little irritable, so she was a little skeptical Life is born.
"It's absurd, this little... This person's bone age and vitality are in his twenties, and you actually worship him as a teacher?" Cheng Gui's mother-in-law stared at Zhou Tong angrily and said, "You old thing, What the hell are you doing?"
The mouth of the fake old man has not closed until now, and he nodded when he heard the words and said: "How can this kid be your master?"
Zhou Tong waved his hand and said: "He Dehe can leave it aside for the time being, I ask you, is the Sanshan Grand Meeting going to start yet? If it doesn't, I'm leaving."
Beep his mother, if you lose, you lose. Is there any reason for the old man not to admit it?
Seeing the teasing expression on Yang Zhen's face, Zhou Tong wanted to slap him forever.
Although it was a bit inappropriate, the slap was really cool.
Granny Chenggui and the fake old Taoist showed a look of surprise and uncertainty. They looked at each other in a daze, and then said in a deep voice: "This matter..."
"The old man will explain this matter later, how did you become such a mother-in-law?" Zhou Tong said impatiently.
The fake old man took a look at Lin Miaoyi who was also shocked, and said in a deep voice: "In that case, let's start!"
The selection of leaders in the Sanshan event is not the main point, but it is enough to attract Sanshan's attention.
After everyone took their seats, the fake old Taoist ordered someone to carry up a huge stone tablet, looked at Yang Zhen with a strange expression, and said, "On this stone tablet, there is a martial skill of my Qinglian sect called Twelve Qinglians." , although it is not a treasure, it is rare in the courtyard, Miao Yi has never cultivated, and the one who burns incense for a limited time will win!"
Hearing the exercise of Twelve Qinglians, Zhou Tong showed a look of surprise on his face, he laughed and said, "I never thought that Qinglian Sect, who has always been stingy like a ghost, would come up with such a precious exercise... "
Having said that, Zhou Tong looked at Yang Zhen expectantly and asked, "Are you sure?"
Yang Zhen looked at Zhou Tong's expression curiously, suddenly felt that Twelve Qinglian was unusual, nodded and said, "May I try?"
Zhou Tong narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice: "It must be taken down, the Twelve Qinglians are an incredible skill in Qinglianmen, just look at the expression on that little girl Lin Miaoyi's face."
Yang Zhen looked at Lin Miaoyi in surprise, and Lin Miaoyi happened to be looking at him too, their eyes met in the air, Yang Zhen blinked, turned to look at Zhou Tong, and said: "She is also there 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 anymore, he glared at Yang Zhen and said, "You bastard, you have practiced the old man's kung fu and martial arts so fast, you will be discouraged when you reach Qinglianmen. If you can't get it, the old man will look down on you."
Yang Zhen glared at Zhou Tong and said, "Who wants you to look up to me?"
"You are my master!" Zhou Tong said relentlessly.
Yang Zhen waved his hand and said, "Disciple step down for now, come as soon as you go as a teacher!"
Zhou Tong stomped his feet, sat in his seat and did not speak.
Weng Yongli stared at Yang Zhen with a gloomy expression on his face, especially when Yang Zhen blinked at Lin Miaoyi, the expression in his eyes became even more gloomy.
This slap made him lose face among the many disciples of the three sects. If this matter spreads, one can imagine how much impact it will have.
Although Yang Zhen didn't slap this slap, it has something to do with Yang Zhen.
Weng Yongli didn't dare to bear grudges against Zhou Tong, Yang Zhen was different, since they belonged to the same generation, Yang Zhen must have used some method to get Zhou Tong to worship him as his teacher.
Such a young man who is also in the holy realm is qualified to be Zhou Tong's master, Weng Yongli is a hundred people who don't believe it.
Since the face is lost, just step on Yang Zhen's face and earn it back.
Weng Yongli took a deep look at Yang Zhen. In terms of talent, although there is an existence stronger than Quanyang Shenggen, Weng Yongli has never seen it so far.
The first level to comprehend the cultivation method, Weng Yongli is determined to obtain it.
Even Lin Miaoyi can't do this level!
...
Yang Zhen, Weng Yongli and Lin Miaoyi came to the stone tablet with their own thoughts, and smiled at each other.
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 experience 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, grandson?"
Weng Yongli staggered, glared at Yang Zhen, and sat on Lin Miaoyi's left side.
There are three seats beside the stele, but Yang Zhen didn't choose one, so he moved to the side of Lin Miaoyi and muttered to himself: "I heard that fools are contagious, sister Lin, can I sit next to you?"
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