Chapter 9 True! Brazen!

"It was a stormy night, I was playing in the back mountain..."

Yang Zhen's words were full of endless nostalgia, his voice was low, slow and fast, even he himself thought he had the potential to be a male broadcaster, but what he said was jaw-dropping.

On a windy and stormy night, playing alone in the back mountain, are you lying to ghosts?

If it wasn't for what Yang Zhen said to be serious and immersive, Duan Langcai and Wan Quan would have scolded their mothers a long time ago.

"Sudden!"

Yang Zhen suddenly raised his voice, startling everyone, Liu Ruoning even covered Ying Tan's mouth with an 'ah', and stared at Yang Zhen with both anger and embarrassment.

Yang Zhen, who didn't notice the strange atmosphere in the air, entered the play, and said with emotion: "Suddenly, an old man fell from mid-air and passed out in front of me. I used ninety-nine sixty-four My God, I gave him eighty-eighty-seventy-two old Chinese medicines to barely save his life, guess what this old man said?"

"Say... say what?" Duan Langcai asked subconsciously.

"Good question!" Yang Zhen clapped his hands, and then said: "The old man said: "The old man has been in the world for five thousand years, and he has never had a single defeat. Yan Gou is alive, but I have no one to inherit my skills..."

Yang Zhenhe said, pointing at himself: "He insists on taking me as a disciple!"

Duan Lang was startled, and muttered to himself: "Long hairy scales, four-legged insects...it's a dragon!"

"Yes, it's a dragon!" Yang Zhen's complexion was a bit weird, this period of prodigal talent is too easy to get into the drama, it's not like Wan Quan at all, his face is black when he hears it, he's almost catching up with the black-faced Baogong.

When Duan Lang heard Yang Zhen's words, his face turned red, and he accused harshly, "What does this have to do with the Ghost Shadow Sword?"

Yang Zhen laughed: "The relationship is very important, this old man wants to accept me as a disciple, but I was born as a member of Shangyuanzong, and died as a ghost of Shangyuanzong, how could I do such a thing of betraying my master and treachery? "

Lu Chenghui's eyes twitched when he heard the words, and he said in a low voice, "He is a member of Shangyuanzong in life, and a ghost of Shangyuanzong in death..."

Looking at Yang Zhen who was still talking nonsense, the more Lu Chenghui looked at this disciple, the more satisfied he was, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

Although he knew that Yang Zhen was talking nonsense, but who can be sure that these words must be false, maybe some expert was saved by Yang Zhen, otherwise how could the Fenglei Sword become the Dayan Fenglei Sword, the Ghost Shadow Sword How could it become a heaven-level martial skill?

Thinking of this, even Lu Chenghui believed it a little bit, and his expression was very strange for a while.

Everyone has heard Yang Zhen's sentence, "He is a member of Shangyuanzong in life, and he is a ghost of Shangyuanzong in death." ’ All looked at Yang Zhen with admiration.

"The old man was impressed by my great spirit of being selfless and dedicated to others, and decided not to accept me as a disciple, so he taught me the Three-Yuan Ghost Shadow Sword!"

"Three-Yuan Ghost Shadow Sword?" Wan Quan was shocked all of a sudden, looked at Yang Zhen in horror, and asked word by word: "Are you sure, what the senior taught you is the Three-Yuan Ghost Shadow Sword?"

Yang Zhen was taken aback. After the Ghost Shadow Sword was upgraded, it was indeed called the Sanyuan Ghost Shadow Sword, but the Sanyuan Ghost Shadow Sword, like the Dayan Fenglei Sword, was limited to heaven-level martial arts and could not break through. This made Yang Zhen feel a little regretful.

Seeing Yang Zhen nodding his head, Wan Quan took a deep breath, took a deep look at Yang Zhen, clasped his fists to Lu Chenghui and said, "Master Lu, since it is the Three-Yuan Ghost Shadow Sword, the old man misunderstood Nephew Yang Xian. Shang Yuanzong has a good disciple."

After saying that, Wan Quan turned around and said to his disciples under everyone's dumbfounded: "Let's go!"

"Let's go?" Duan Lang was taken aback, and looked at Liu Ruoning and Yang Zhen unwillingly. This time he came to Shangyuanzong, but he didn't get the spiritual marrow, Liu Ruoning didn't marry back, and Yang Zhen was playing like a monkey. so gone?

Just as Duan Lang was about to speak, Wan Quan slapped him on the back of the head: "Isn't that embarrassing enough?"

Wan Quan's slap almost stunned Duan Langcai, and completely woke up the distraught Duan Langcai. With a shudder on his face, he hurriedly followed and turned his head to stare at Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen waved his hand at Wan Quan and the others, and said, "No, but Master Wan knows that he has misunderstood, so won't he even say an apology?"

Shameless, everyone was stunned by Yang Zhen's shamelessness. Looking at Wan Quan, they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, for fear of offending the master of the sword gate.

Wan Quan was shaken all over, staggered and almost fell, his shoulders trembling in anger.

"Green mountains and green waters, boy, we will meet later!"

Wan Quan almost gritted his teeth and said this sentence.

Out of the range of Shangyuanzong, Wan Quan stopped, looked in the direction of Shangyuanzong with a gloomy look, and said to Duan Langcai: "I ask you, what will happen to the Ghost Shadow Sword after it has been cultivated to the extreme? ?”

Duan Lang was dumbfounded by the question, and it took him a long time to react, and he hurriedly said: "Reporting to Master Master, after the Ghost Shadow Sword has been cultivated to the extreme, it will gather three elements, and a hundred ghosts will walk at night!"

Wan Quan took a deep breath: "Do you know that I have served Jianmen for a hundred years and no one has been able to cultivate the Three Elements of Hundred Ghosts?"

Duan Langcai was startled, bowed his head and said, "The disciple knows!"

Wan Quan suddenly laughed, with a look of excitement, as if he was talking to Duan Lang, but also as if he was talking to himself: "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, the Ghost Shadow Sword is actually a heaven-level skill. I still don't believe that someone can learn other people's martial arts by reading it once. Now it seems that I am ignorant. That senior taught Yang Zhen. If it is really a ghost sword, it is also a three-yuan ghost sword. Super Martial Skill!"

"What... what?" Duan Lang was taken aback: "Yang Zhen is really practicing heaven-level martial arts?"

"If you're not mistaken!" Wan Quan sneered, and said, "He's still too young, and he exposed his cards in a hurry. Ten days later will be the opening day of the Youzhou Conference. You must try it at the conference." Get back the complete Three-Yuan Ghost Shadow Sword from Yang Zhen in Lianzhong, and then kill him!"

A gloomy look flashed across Duan Langcai's face, he nodded heavily, and said, "But... I can't beat him!"

Wan Quan slapped Duan Langcai away, and scolded: "Useless things, come here!"

After Duan Lang wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth and came over, he saw what was in Wan Quan's hands clearly, and was immediately overjoyed: "Blood silkworm?"

In Wan Quan's palm, there was a small bug, the color of blood red was strange.

Wan Quan stared at Duan Langcai and said: "The blood silkworm is extremely important to Shijianmen. Now there is only this one left in the gate. It is no less precious than a heaven-level exercise. You keep it safe for me."

Duan Lang excitedly took the blood silkworm, and assured him: "Don't worry, master master, with the blood silkworm in his body, Lang is very sure to capture Yang Zhen alive, and force him to find out the cultivation method of the Sanyuan Ghost Shadow Sword!"

Wan Quan nodded, walked forward, stopped suddenly after walking for a while, and looked at Duan Langcai with a strange expression.

Duan Langcai was taken aback by Wan Quan, and asked suspiciously, "What orders does Master Master have?"

Wan Quan turned around without saying a word and continued to walk, and the voice came slowly: "When you have nothing to do, go to the back mountain to play more!"

Duan Langcai and the others looked at each other and gritted their teeth.

Yang Zhen!

So fucking shameless, I've never seen such a brazen person.

If Yang Zhen's nonsense was true, Wan Quan would dare to swallow the blood silkworm in his stomach, and let it bite out several blood holes in the internal organs of the stomach.

But nonsense is nonsense, the head master actually... believed it?

Shang Yuanzong, Lu Chenghui stared at Yang Zhen with a strange expression, and asked: "Yang Zhen, senior, is what you said true?"