Chapter 1168: I heard that fools are contagious!

You can't beat someone, at least you can't beat Yang Zhen.
　　
　　 Zhou Tong had a dull look on his face, came forward, and slammed the urn away.
　　
Snapped!
　　
　　 came a clear voice, all the people present were petrified.
　　
Seeing that Weng Yongli flew out, the expression on his face was awkward, and after he landed on the ground, he grunted and climbed up, full of inexplicable expressions, dare to be angry but not dare to speak, everyone watching wanted to laugh but not Dare to laugh.
　　
Weng Yongli looks gentle and gentle. Actually, I don’t know which one is present. Weng Yongli is extremely vengeful. At this time, if anyone dares to laugh out loud, Weng Yongli will not dare to disrespect Zhou Tong, but he can’t be sure about others. Too.
　　
　　What is the end of making Weng Yongli stare?
　　
　　 Every disciple who was present did not dare to try it easily, even the disciples of Tianshengmen, all with their heads down and their faces full of absurd looks.
　　
　　Although Zhou Tong doesn’t like Weng Yongli, he doesn’t have a lessonless lesson on weekdays. What is going on here?
　　
　　Ghost-in-law was suddenly furious, pointing at Zhou Tong and saying, "Lao Zhou Tong, bullying the old man for no reason, if you don't give the old body an account today, the old body will definitely turn against you!"
　　
Zhou Tong snorted, didn't take it as a ghost-in-law, and said to Weng Yongli with a sullen face: "Boy, on seniority, you have to call Master Yang Zhen, dare to say that your master is not well-educated, the old man gave you a slap, it is considered a success The old thing of ghost mother-in-law is on the face."
　　
　　 Hearing Zhou Tong's words, everyone's chin almost fell off.
　　
　　Especially, Weng Yongli, who was slammed by a slap, seemed to feel that he was not awake, pointing at Yang Zhen and asking, "Master?"
　　
　　 "Good boy, what do you call grandpa?" Yang Zhen smiled and said, looking at Weng Yongli.
　　
　　 Weng Yongli's expression suddenly became as if he had eaten a lump of xiang, and he dared not speak anymore.
　　
　　 At this time, where can Weng Yong dare to speak?
　　
　　 This kid who looks like his age is Zhou Tong's master?
　　
　　 Could it be that a retired and capable senior?
　　
　　Thinking of this, Weng Yongli's face suddenly turned pale, and he was walking around the ghost gate.
　　
　　 If Yang Zhen is really a resident, it is enough for him to die ten or eight times.
　　
The mother-in-law of the ghost also let Zhou Tong’s words Lei’s outer focus be more tender, looked at Yang Zhen, and Zhou Tong, and found that besides being a bit irritable, Zhou Tong was not like nonsense, and was a bit skeptical. Life is over.
　　
"It's ridiculous, the little one in front of him... This person's bone-like vitality is all in his twenties, did you even worship him as a teacher?" Cheng Gui's mother-in-law stared at Zhou Tong with an angry expression, "You old thing, What the are you doing?"
　　
　　 The mouth of the fake master hasn't been closed till now, and Wen Yan also nodded and said, "How can this boy, how can he be your master?"
　　
　　Zhou Tong waved his hand and said, "He De, how can we leave it for now, the old man asked you, will the Sanshan event still start? If not, the old man will leave."
　　
　　Bie Qi Niangzhi, lose is to lose, the old man still does not recognize the truth?
　　
　　Seeing the teasing expression on Yang Zhen's face, Zhou Tong also wanted to slap the urn away from him.
　　
　　Although some are not suitable, but the slap is really cool.
　　
　　 The ghost mother-in-law and the fake old man showed a suspicious look, and they looked at each other, with a look of agitation, and immediately said with a deep voice: "This thing..."
　　
　　 "This matter, the old man will explain later, why did you old man become such a mother-in-law?" Zhou Tong said impatiently.
　　
　　 Fake Lao looked at Lin Miaoyi, who was also shocked, and Shen Sheng said, "Since that is the case, let's start!"
　　
　　The Sanshan event, the selection of leaders, is not the focus, but it is enough to attract Sanshan's attention.
　　
After the people were seated separately, the fake Lao Tao ordered people to lift up a huge stone monument, looked at Yang Zhen strangely, and said: "On this stone monument, there is a martial art of my Qinglian Gate, named Twelve Qinglian. Although it is not a treasure, the atrium is also rare. Miao Yi has never been cultivated. For a limited period of incense, the enlightened will win!"
　　
Hearing a look of surprise on Zhou Tong's face when he heard the twelve Qinglian exercises, he laughed and said, "I didn't expect the Qinglian Gate, which has always been so stingy, that he would come up with such precious exercises... "
　　
　　 Speaking of this, Zhou Tong looked at Yang Zhen hopefully and asked, "Are you sure?"
　　
　　 Yang Zhen looked at Zhou Tong's expression curiously, and immediately felt that the twelve green lotus flowers were unusual, nodded and said, "I try?"
　　
　　Zhou Tong stared at his eyes and whispered, "Must take it down. Twelve Qinglian is a terrific exercise at the Qinglian Gate. You can see the expression on Lin Miaoyi's little girl's face."
　　
Yang Zhen looked at Lin Miaoyi in surprise. Lin Miaoyi happened to also look at him. Their eyes were facing each other in the air. Yang Zhen blinked and turned to look at Zhou Tong, saying: "She really is Surprised, but how can such a precious thing be so well understood, there must be hands and feet in this stone monument, I can only try my best."
　　
　　Zhou Tong was unhappy, staring at Yang Zhen and said, "Fuck, kid, you are practicing the old man's martial arts skills so quickly, you will be counseled when you reach the Qinglian Gate. If you can't take it down, the old man will look down on you.
　　
　　 Yang Zhen glared at Zhou Tong and said, "Who wants you to stand up?"
　　
　　 "You are the master of the old man!" Zhou Tong said without resignation.
　　
　　Yang Zhen waved his hand and said, "Tu'er leave for the time being and come for the teacher!"
　　
　　Zhou Tong stomped, sitting on the seat and stopped talking.
　　
　　 Weng Yongli had a gloomy look on his face, staring at Yang Zhen from afar, especially when Yang Zhen blinked at Lin Miaoyi, the look in his eyes was even more gloomy.
　　
　　 This slap made him lose face among the many disciples of the three disciplines. If this matter spreads, one can imagine how much impact it will cause.
　　
　　 Although this slap is not Yang Zhen's drawing, but also has nothing to do with Yang Zhen.
　　
　　Weng Yongli didn't dare to remember Zhou Tong, Yang Zhen was different. Since the same generation, Yang Zhen certainly didn't know what method was used to let Zhou Tong worship him as a teacher.
　　
　　 Such a young man in the same holy realm is eligible to be a master of Zhoutong. Weng Yongli is a hundred unbelievers.
　　
　　Since the face was lost, step on Yang Zhen's face and earn it again.
　　
　　 Weng Yongli gave Yang Zhen a deep look at his talents. Although he had a stronger presence than Quanyang Shenggen, Weng Yongli had never seen it so far.
　　
　　The first pass is to comprehend the exercises.
　　
　　 This level, even Lin Miaoyi will not work!
　　
　　……
　　
　　Yang Zhen and Weng Yongli and Lin Miaoyi came to the stele with their own thoughts together~EbookFREE.me~ smiled at each other.
　　
　　 Lin Miaoyi glanced at 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 realize what is called the difference between cloud and mud, better than talent, even if I give you an hour, you can't do it!"
　　
　　 Yang Zhen nodded and said, "Where do you sit, Grandson?"
　　
　　Weng Yong stumbled away from him, glared at Yang Zhen, and sat on the left side of Lin Miaoyi.
　　
　　 There are three seats beside the stele. Yang Zhen did not pick it up. He moved to the seat next to Lin Miaoyi and muttered to himself: "I heard that a fool is contagious. Sister Lin, can I sit next to you?"
　　
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