Chapter 146: 1 accidentally broke again

"Zhaohua real person went up the mountain personally, do not know what to teach Wufengguan?"
Yang Chen's calm voice rang in the open space in front of a dead door, and drifted into the ears of real people in Zhaohua.
It must be said that today the lineup sent by Suishan is already quite strong. Not only is Zhaohua personally leading the team, but also eight elders from the Suishan faction and 18 core disciples from the young generation of the Suishan faction Waiter, just pulling one out is at least the initial level of the third-order cultivation, no matter where this lineup is put, it is enough to make people look powerful.
But it is such a strong lineup, but at this time it is impossible to provide Zhaohua with a real sense of security.
Because behind Yang Chen, stood the Quanzhen Jiao Xuanhong real person, the contemporary Tianshi of the Tianshi Mansion, the head of the Lingbao School, Yan Qiushan, the abbot of the Nanshan Temple, and the abbot of the Huiguang Temple. , Chen Huiting, the head of the Yanlong Pavilion, and Yin Hongshuang, the old nun of He Hanan...
There are twenty-three of the heads of the first-class sect in the metaphysical field, and these twenty-three people who pull one out of them are all those who have more than six levels of initial cultivation, not to mention, there are nearly three monks above the scene. As many as a hundred? !
A trace of cold sweat did not know when he climbed the head of Zhaohua Reality, facing Yang Chen's calmness, and Xuanhong Reality's thunderous attitude... Zhaohua Reality couldn't help shaking, he knew that he kicked the iron plate today .
But as the saying goes, if you lose, you won’t lose, and after all, Zhaohua has seen the storms and waves. After a moment of confusion, he stabilized his position, but instead of responding to Yang Chen’s question, he raised his hands in the air. Xuanhong's real man clenched his fists...
"Brother Master, today’s thing is not the dispute I started with the mountain faction, but this Yang Chen Trail is really deceiving too much! I think Brother Zhou, treat people generously and immortally, and I have never been wronged. Qiu, but suffered..."
"Zhou Tongtian treats people generously? Return to the bones of the Xianfeng, and have no grievances with others?!" Xuan Hong didn't say anything, but a cautious chuckle came out of the crowd. He only asked him yin-yang and asked strangely: "Dangdang Suishan sent the head. Why do you have such a funny face in front of so many people?"
Without giving the time for the real people of Zhaohua to react, the old man then said: "Who in the metaphysical world does not know that Zhou Tongtian is a narrow-minded, irritated, arrogant, and incompatible with the National People's Congress? Why is it in your mouth, Has it become a fairy bone?!"
"..." Zhaohua really didn't expect it. There are people who dare to add fuel to the fire at this time!
Everyone knows that his words are just scenes, no matter what kind of person Zhou Tongtian is. Fortunately, he has passed away now. Looking at his real face in Zhaohua, how much should he save?
No one will take what he said seriously. Whether it's Yang Chen or Xuanhong, it's okay. All they heard was what Zhaohua really wanted to say in the end, nothing more than Yang Chen killed him.
But I didn't expect anyone to open the pot, which suddenly choked Zhaohua. Shivering with anger.
"Who is there talking nonsense, talking nonsense? Come out!" Although the real person of Zhaohua is not the opponent of the real person of Xuanhong, even at this moment it must be strong. But after all, he is the master of the case. He can bow his head to Xuanhong, but he can't let anyone comment!
In his eyes, there were two condensed Hanmang shots. Zhao Hua's cold eyes began to search among the crowd.
But no one thought that this old man who was hiding in the crowd was pushing the crowd out and walking out of the crowd...
This is an old man with a height of one meter and eight, but thin as a bamboo pole. The silver hair with hairpins has not been cleaned for many years. It has been piled up on the head and the beard on the chin has been knotted...
Holding a wine gourd in his hand, his eyes were three-point sober and seven-point drunk, and a hiccup was a strange fruity scent from his mouth, lingering around him, as if the alcohol could be intoxicating...
When I saw this old man, Yan Qiushan, the head of the Lingbao School who had stayed with Xuanhong in the air in midair, was so shocked that even his eyeballs were about to fall, and he hurriedly fell from the sky, facing Lao Dao is a deep ceremony, and at the same time smiles and asks, "San Zu, how come your old man came..."
"Why, if you come, I will not allow my ancestors to come?" Yan Qiushan, who was called the three ancestors by Yan Qiushan, glared, and Yan Qiushan, who looked similar to the old one, immediately closed like a grandson. Mouth closed.
At the same time, Xuanhong Zhenren, Zhang Linchun, Master Fan and others all stepped forward and said: "I have seen Tu Tuzu!"
"No politeness..." Tu Sanzu grinned and nodded frequently: "Or do you guys know how to behave?"
"..." In the face of Tu Sanzu's "praise", Xuanhong real people who were already seventy and eighty, and Master Fan, etc., only nodded with a bitter smile and said yes, because in front of this ancestor, they really belong to the small generation of.
The appearance of Tu Sanzu also caused a commotion among the crowd present.
Someone whispered to the person next to him, "Who is this old man? How can even Xuanhong and Master Fan be busy saluting?"
The people who are generally asked have the same puzzled look, and they don't know what happened.
But there are so many people, and among thousands of monks, some people remember it...
"Ah! I think of it... Is it true that Tu Laozu, the leader of the Lingbao School more than seventy years ago, Tu Kuanhong slaughtered real people?!" The man said excitedly: "This is well-known before the founding of the country. Ancestors of..."
"...Null talk to you? Before the founding of the People's Republic of China, it was the leader of the Lingbao School. If this is the case, wouldn't this ancestor Tu live for 156 years? I think his appearance is at most 70. The next year..."
"Huh, the little door and the small family don't even have this knowledge." The monk who disregarded the identity of the old ancestor sneered: "Does this known as the foundation? What is it to live 156 years, I heard Nanshan Temple also has an ancestor who lived more than 180 years old..."
At this time, another person familiar with the matter nodded and said: "He is right, like the old man who lived to the old ancestor, there are actually many in our metaphysical world... But the old ancestors are generally obsessed with cultivation and asked. , Little attention to the outside world..."
"I didn't expect that this evangelism meeting of Wufengguan even attracted the ancestors...we are so lucky!!"
There was a lot of discussion in the crowd, and in contrast to the real people of Zhaohua...At this moment, he really has even thoughts of hitting the wall!
What luck did these five peaks have? Xuanhong real people just came forward to support Yang Chen. After all, it was still a normal business of the metaphysical world... But now even the older generation figures like Tu Tuzu jumped out. How did he live? !
The life expectancy of monks in metaphysics is much higher than that of ordinary people. Especially for the ancestors who reached the eighth level or above. All of them are quibble-class figures in the metaphysical world, just pull one out, and their ranks are as high as Taishan!
Such an ancestor, Chongyang Palace. There are Nanshan Temple and Maoshan School. There is in Tianshi Mansion, and there is also Lingbao School... But whoever can get a foothold in the top camp of metaphysical circles, who hasn’t seen an ancestor at home?
But the problem is... Although Tu Sanzu is the lowest among the three ancestors of the Lingbao School. But this is also a strong presence in the middle of the eighth order! When the three ancestors of the Tu Tu swelled, Zhaohua was still playing mud on the ground...
This is not. When Tu Sanzu enjoyed the filial piety and compliments of Xuanhong Zhenren, and turned his attention to Zhaohua Zhenren, Zhaohua Zhenren immediately felt a cold rise from his feet. And instantly spread to the body and limbs! !
"Zhaohua...please secure the old ancestor Tu..."
"Just now, you little guy let Lao Dao come out. So, what do you want to say to Lao Dao?" Tu Sanzu looked up and down Zhao Hua's real life, and asked with a full mouthful of breath. It's strange. Could it be that I lied?"
"No, don't get me wrong..."
"That's why you blame the old one, I did not arrange Zhou Tongtian, right?"
"Not right...you really misunderstood...I..."
"It's not that, that's not right, could you be playing tricks?!" Tu Sanzu's face changed and changed, and the last second was like a blessing, and the next second was already cold and frost, "This is not A little thing!"
The real person of Zhaohua was full of excitement. Although he understood that Tu Sanzu was arrogant, he could only bow his head with a wry smile: "The younger generation never means to play with the ancestors, nor dare to have such thoughts...please learn from the ancestors!"
"Oh, this is the case." Tu Sanzu nodded thoughtfully, and then looked at Zhao Hua, who was already pale, and said with a sigh: "You juniors are really not scared... You’re just kidding. You look at you, it’s almost scaring you to pee... Wouldn’t it make the world laugh at the old people and I’ll be bullying the old ones?
Tu Sanzu's voice was so loud that the vast majority of people swelled red when they heard him say that Zhaohua's real people were "scaring about urine". They wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. The expression of being suffocated by fart.
The real person of Zhaohua is even more ashamed, but his head is slightly lowered, and he dare not refute Tu Sanzu's words at all.
"It's okay, it's hard to be interested in going to the next mountain. Without prior notice, I'm worried that the identity will be leaked, but it's boring." Tu Sanzu glanced in front of the Wufeng Temple, one by one, the metaphysical monks who didn't dare to speak, were very boring. He shook his head and said: "Forget it, the old man will not stay here and blend in blindly. Why should you go?"
Speaking of flicking his sleeves, he flew away.
But in the real heart of Zhaohua, he was relieved secretly, and before he could raise his head again, he heard the voice of Tu Sanzu fluttering and passing, this time to Yang Chen...
"Boy, this energy particle theory you did has its own unique features. When you look back, you are welcome to come to Gezao Mountain as a guest. Today, you are only interested in the mouse, and the rest of the content is not heard, etc. Looking back, how about coming to Zaoshan to open a small stove for Lao Dao?"
Yang Chenwen said in his heart that he was glad that Tu Sanzu was expressing his attitude.
So he responded: "The ancestors are assured that when they are free, the juniors will come to visit..."
But Tu Sanzu didn't respond to Yang Chen's words, it seems that he has long gone.
In this open space in front of Wufeng Guanmen, almost everyone's eyes fell on the real person of Zhaohua whose face was bleak.
Zhao Hua, a real person who had to face Yang Chen's theory even if he was faced by the real people of Xuanhong, was full of bitterness in his heart at this moment...The appearance of Tu Sanzu let him see his eyes thoroughly Situation!
Obviously, coming to Wufeng Mountain today was a wrong decision from the beginning!
Standing in the same place, Zhaohua took a deep breath and blacked his face. After shaking his hand, he turned his head and planned to leave.
But at this time, Yang Chen suddenly stepped forward. Although polite. But the words were full of acupuncture, and he said loudly: "Zhaohua Real People, please stay here... I don't know what my eight disciples have done in the way of anger and anger, but they were beaten like this? Hope that Zhaohua Real People can still Give an explanation to the poor, so as not to misunderstand in the future."
"..." Zhaohua real who had turned and was about to leave. After hearing Yang Chen's words, the whole person froze immediately.
In his opinion. As one of the Seven Veins of Quanzhen, he is the true leader of the Suishan School. Mo said that Wufengguan is just a branch of the Suishan School. Even the palace view of the Chongyang Palace is just the first junior in front of him.
The junior collided with the elder. Lessons taught by the elders... Isn't it justifiable? !
From the beginning of the mountain, the real people of Zhaohua who have been provoked and even oppressed again and again, at this moment, this sentence of Yang Chen once again provokes the anger that was finally suppressed in his chest. Turning slowly, he asked coldly, "What explanation do you want?"
"Why are my disciples beaten? And who... beat them up!" Yang Chen didn't seem to notice Xuanhong's real person handing him, and Xiying Ningren's eyes signaled that he stepped forward again. The expression said seriously: "I need an explanation for this matter!"
"Accounting...hahahahaha..." Zhaohua real people who have suffered tremendous stimuli since going up the mountain finally can't help but at this moment, like a volcanic eruption, they have risen a raging flame!
He laughed upright for a while, and then put away the laughter, then pointed to Yang Chen and said, "You really don't know what to do! This seat is on the face of Brother Xuanhong, Master Fan, Zhang Tianshi and Tu Sanzu. If you want to calm down, stop entangled with you... Well, do you want an explanation? This seat will give you an explanation now!!!"
"boom!!"
The real person of Zhaohua took a small step forward, and a burst of red light exploded under his feet!
The mid-seventh stage momentum continued to climb on him, and the air within ten feet of the blink of an eye appeared a hot feeling, and a small and delicate command slowly flew out of his arms, and Hover in the air!
The real person of Zhaohua, who was full of coldness in his eyes, said with a trace of helplessness Xuanhong real person, Shen said: "Brother Teacher, would you have to intervene in this matter?"
"..." Xuanhong said secretly that Yang Chen was not sensible, but at the same time he calmly smiled and shook his head: "Can this matter be sat down and negotiated for resolution... Brother Zhaohua, why don't you move with a junior It’s a gun! There is a disgrace!"
"Brother Zhang, are you planning to maintain it?" Zhao Hua, a real person in his body, said in a cold voice: "Isn't the brother Zhang thinking about the consequences of this?"
Xuanhong's real expression looked sluggish~EbookFREE.me~ But only a moment later, he said decisively: "The old ancestors, I will explain it myself."
"There is no need to explain anything." Yang Chen came to Xuanhong's real person at this moment, looking at Zhao Huazhen, who looked cold and clear, and said one word after another, "Since the real person of Zhaohua intends to give me one Explain... Then, the poor way is next!"
"Boom!!" As soon as the words fell, a majestic momentum comparable to that of a seventh-order monk burst out from Yang Chen's body!
He said softly: "Forgot to tell everyone that after casting the rain last night, one accidentally...the poor road broke through again."
Just in a flash, the momentum that erupted from Yang Chen's body was directly crushed by Zhao Zhaohua's real person!
Xuanhong really lost his voice: "The seventh-order peak! How is this possible!"
On Wufeng Mountain, you can hear the needle in no time! !
Yang Chen, who was in his early twenties, had a seventh-order summit? This completely subverted their cognition! ! (To be continued.) Activate new URL