Chapter 1172 To Be so Honest Would Be Hell!

Hearing Yang Zhen's words, Weng Yongli's face flashed a look of bewilderment, as if what Yang Zhen said was right and there was no way to refute it.

But after thinking about it, did Yang Zhen really comprehend the Twelve Qinglians?

After thinking of this, Weng Yongli was about to speak when the fake old man moved and came to Yang Zhen, looking at Yang Zhen in surprise.

The fake old man came, so there was no room for Weng Yongli to speak. In fact, Weng Yongli didn't need to speak now, he just had to wait, because everyone could see that the fake old man didn't seem to believe it.

How could it be possible, cracking the formation is not devoted to it, especially when Yang Zhen uses the real pattern of heaven and earth, every pattern of heaven and earth is full of mystery, if one is not well controlled, the formation cannot be cracked, and people are also in danger of.

No matter how talented one is, it is impossible to comprehend a difficult technique while deciphering a formation that is impossible to decipher.

The Twelve Qinglians of the Qinglian Sect, with the Qinglian Sect's style of work, no one will be able to obtain this kind of skill.

The fake veteran also has 12% confidence, otherwise, this competition is the same as Tianjuemen and Tianshengmen, just use any holy-level exercises, there is no need to put twelve green lotuses in it.

But now the Twelve Qinglians are gone, and Yang Zhen said that he realized it by the way. Who can believe this?

The fake old Taoist may be confused because he is concerned. After looking at Yang Zhenba for a long time, he remembered to check whether there are twelve green lotuses in the stone tablet, and hurried to the side of the stone tablet.

Just as Weng Yongli was about to speak, he was pushed aside by the false old Taoist, with a blank look on his face.

Beep his mother, did this junior offend you?

Weng Yongli didn't even think about it, at a time like this, how could the fake old man still have the mood to talk nonsense to him?

After a while, the gaudy expression on the fake old man's face made everyone present feel agitated. Did Yang really lie?

Could it be that Yang Zhen destroyed the Twelve Qinglians while cracking the formation?

Or that Lin Miaoyi and Weng Yongli didn't find the Twelve Qinglians at all?

It shouldn't be, with the talents of Lin Miaoyi and Weng Yongli, the probability of not discovering the Twelve Qinglians is even lower than that of Yang Zhen comprehending them by the way.

Sure enough, the fake old man took a deep breath, turned to stare at Yang Zhen and said, "You said you have comprehended Twelve Qinglians?"

Yang Zhen nodded, glanced at Zhou Tong and Cheng Gui's mother-in-law who were following up, and then said to the false old Taoist: "Does this mean that I won?"

"If you really comprehend the Twelve Green Lotuses, you will naturally win!"

The fake old man glared at the gloating Zhou Tong, and immediately remembered the thought just now, if Yang Zhen practiced the Twelve Qinglian, could he find a way to recruit him into the Qinglian Sect?

Thinking of this, the expression on the fake old Taoist's face became peaceful again, and he said to Yang Zhen kindly: "Yang Zhen, if you really comprehend the Twelve Qinglians, then you will undoubtedly surpass the Twelve Qinglians in this competition. We expected too much."

Yang Zhen nodded, but it didn't exceed your expectations too much. Now you are surprised and sour, right?

But this has nothing to do with this Sao Sage, the Twelve Qinglians are really too strong, stronger than any kung fu practiced by Yang Zhen now.

According to legend, the Twelve Green Lotuses are the treasures of heaven and earth handed down from the barren era, and they are more powerful than the Nine Realms Linglong Pagoda.

How could the technique named after the Twelve Green Lotus be so bad?

Zhou Tong said to Yang Zhen curiously: "Boy, hurry up, use it to open the old man's eyes."

Hearing this, the faces of everyone around showed surprise, and they all looked at Yang Zhen curiously.

"Yes, if you really understand it, you can only know if you show it." Weng Yongli stared at Yang Zhen with a gloomy face, and said: "It is said that the number of green lotuses in the twelve green lotuses is based on the number of cultivators. It depends on your talent, with Senior Jia's terrifying talent, you can only cultivate nine green lotuses, I want to see how many you can cultivate."

Hearing this, the fake old man's face sank, he stared at Weng Yongli and said, "Weng Yongli, you are a bit difficult to force, the old man spent seven to forty-nine days comprehending the Twelve Qinglians before he realized Jiu Duo, Yang Zhen only spent a quarter of an hour, and it is already very good to be able to get started, how can it be compared with the old man?"

Speaking of this, the fake old man showed a kind look on his face, glanced at Yang Zhen and added: "This is really unfair to Yang!"

Weng Yongli was taken aback for a moment, closed his mouth as if shutting himself up, and simply stopped talking.

What do you want me to say?

Look at the expression on the fake old Taoist's face, it looks like a mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, and the more she looks at her son-in-law, the more satisfied she looks, what do you want me to say?

It is wrong to say anything now, anyway, it is Yang Zhen who has comprehended the Twelve Green Lotus, but Yang Zhen only comprehended one flower bone, that is also comprehended the Twelve Green Lotus, compared to him who does not even have the Twelve Green Lotus People who see it, do not know how many times better.

The more Weng Yongli thought about it, the more angry he became. Now he just wanted to stomp his feet. If it wasn't for his lack of seniority and lack of strength, he really wanted to slap the fake old man on the head.

Even Zhou Tong felt awkward when he saw the old man's expression. He glared at the old man and muttered to himself, "Beep, that's my master!"

At this moment, Yang Zhen suddenly said, "What a coincidence, I also realized the nine green lotuses!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a buzzing sound, and nine lifelike green lotuses suddenly appeared around Yang Zhen's body, carrying bursts of wildness, and everyone who watched took a breath.

The fake old Taoist laughed, with an ecstatic look on his face, it didn't look fake at all.

This is really happy. For many years, there has not been a disciple who can cultivate nine green lotuses in Qinglianmen.

It's just that amidst the ecstasy, the fake old Taoist sighed for a while, although there appeared a disciple who could comprehend the nine green lotuses, but this disciple... was not from the Qinglian sect.

Not only not from the Qinglian Sect, but also from the old rival Tianjue Sect, not only from the Tianjue Sect, but also the master of the old thing Zhou Tong?

Looking at the expression on Zhou Tong's face, it's as if Zhou Tong's face has grown up again.

No one noticed that what the fake old Taoist said before was right. Yang Zhen realized the nine green lotuses that he had spent seven to forty-nine days in a quarter of an hour, and he did it by the way.

Lin Miaoyi's face flashed with astonishment, staring deeply at Yang Zhen, his face was full of astonishment.

Nine green lotuses turned out to be nine green lotuses.

Yang Zhen only comprehended nine of the twelve green lotuses in such a short period of time. How strong is this talent?

If such a person enters the Great Desolate Emperor Road with the members of the Sangong and Liumen, what kind of wonderful performance will he erupt?

Facing Yang Zhen, those descendants of Sangong who have high self-esteem, don't know what kind of intersection will happen, but... it should be very exciting, right?

Shocked expressions flickered on everyone's faces. Yang Zhen was a blockbuster and completely alarmed the people of Sanmen.

Only Zhou Tong had a suspicious look on his face, staring at every expression on Yang Zhen's face.

"This bastard must have something to hide. It would be hell if he could be so honest."

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