Chapter 5: Like to slap her face with facts

Yang Hong and the three quickly returned to the line and continued to line up. They really didn't dare to disobey the youth who came out of Fangcunshan.
"These people, do you know?"
In the front, the young man who was undergoing the test looked at Yang Yu and asked with divine knowledge.
Yang Yu was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly responded in his mind: "I don't know, I don't seem to have any memories before I came to Fang Cunshan."
"It may be amnesia, your head... seems to have been knocked."
The young man's eyes flashed, and after thinking about it, when he first saw Yang Yu's talent search for Yang Yu yesterday, he found that Yang Yu did have some injuries on the back of his head.
"Uh, have you ever been knocked on?"
Yang Yu was silent for a moment, then shrugged, and replied nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter, my previous life must not have been so happy. From now on, I will join the fairy master and abandon Hong Chen."
"That's fine."
The young man smiled slightly, and instead of continuing to transmit his voice, he began to seriously test his talent.
Amnesia is not a blessing, it's like having cut off the red dust, only remembering the fact that the spiritual platform is square and the mountain, in the future, cultivating the Tao may be twice the result with half the effort.
Yang Yu shrugged. He was indeed not interested in the memory of his world identity in Journey to the West, and he was not even cold about any town-side palace.
"Next, Zhou Tong."
Soon, the voice of the youth sounded, and it was the turn of these three people to mock Yang Yu again and again.
"Hehe, it's me."
The young man named Zhou Tong sneered, flicked his long sleeves, and moved towards the youth vigorously, and gave Yang Yu a cold glance.
That kind of arrogance, that kind of defiance, that kind of dismissiveness, showed vividly in this eye.
"Stupid Thirteen."
Yang Yu curled his mouth and spit out.
However, the young man Zhou Tong didn't hear it, and he didn't have time to listen. The young man already held a ball and handed it to Zhou Tong.
"Put your hands up, and if you have practiced, you will release your power. If you haven't practiced, just wait a few minutes. The Test Spirit Orb will automatically sense your talent."
The youth spoke faintly, like immortals who did not eat the fireworks in the world, and did not show an indifferent attitude towards these few people targeting Yang Yu.
"After practicing for a period of time, there is a certain foundation."
Zhou Tong immediately spoke, placing his palm on the Spirit Orb.
However, he didn't show his strength, he hasn't repaired it yet. As for what he said just now, he fart purely to pretend to be coercion.
After waiting for a few minutes, Fang Cunshan's youth frowned, measuring the lack of light from the Lingzhu, and then looked at Zhou Tong, shook his head and said: "You go back, don't try to practice any more, you can't step into the path of cultivation, Xian The Buddha cannot save you either."
"what?"
At this moment, Zhou Tong was struck by lightning, his face turned pale, and he couldn't believe the words of Fang Cunshan's youth.
His father was a guest of the king's palace in the town, he was a great monk, and he was extremely powerful.
He has such a father, how could he be unable to practice.
"Impossible, it is absolutely impossible, what do you mean by Dao Master that immortal Buddha can't be done? Also, my father is a golden core monk, how could I not be able to practice!"
Zhou Tong's face became ugly, staring at Fang Cunshan's youth, his voice was a little hoarse.
"Neither can the fairy Buddha, which means that the ancient Buddha of the Western Heaven and the Great Immortal Linchen of the Heavenly Court cannot allow you to embark on the path of cultivation. You can only be a mortal for a lifetime."
Fang Cunshan's youth spoke lightly, looked at Zhou Tong, and calmly explained: "As for your father is a monk, this is normal, and the father's generation cannot influence the offspring."
"However, this is impossible. My father is the ninth guest of the King's Mansion in the town. He is a real great monk. I am his son."
However, Zhou Tong still couldn't accept it.
His father is so strong, the tiger father has no dogs, how could he be a waste who can't even practice?
"Retreat, the fairy master chooses his apprentice, don't mess around with you."
Fang Cunshan's youth waved his hand lightly, and directly swiped this week to the back of the team, and sat down on the ground.
"Okay, next one."
Fang Cunshan's youth spoke lightly and looked at the next person.
"Sun Ming!"
The second of the three youths stepped forward, wearing a martial arts uniform, quite eager to take a step forward.
A faint glance at Yang Yu and Zhou Tong, smiled proudly.
Three minutes later...
"Well, another person who cannot practice."
Fang Cunshan's youth looked at the gloomy Measuring Spirit Orb and shook his head. Sun Ming is no different from Zhou Tong.
"impossible!"
Sun Ming's face was pale, and he couldn't accept it.
He... actually couldn't practice, it was a waste!
"Two rubbish, shame me in the palace of the town side!"
In the end, the little prince Yang Hong stepped forward, with a sense of majesty. He was definitely the son of the palace and the generation of the little prince.
"Yellow, look good, let you know what the true orthodox bloodline is, the true genius of the town's palace!"
Yang Hong stepped forward and glanced at Yang Yu and the two accompanying him with cold eyes, with a cold expression on his face.
"Pretend to be your mother's thirteen, don't wait, it's another trash that can't practice."
Yang Yu looked at this Yang Hong's arrogant expression, and said silently, with a trace of anger.
This Yang Hong is just an ordinary person now, and his talent is at the full level, he is really not afraid of him.
Big deal, let's have a fight!
"Humph!"
Yang Hong snorted coldly, placed his hand directly on the Spirit Orb, and began to wait quietly.
He likes to slap his face with facts!
One minute……
Two minutes...
three minutes……
However, the Measuring Spirit Orb was always bleak, without any brilliance.
"I can't practice, go home as soon as possible."
Fang Cunshan's youth looked at Yang Hong, then at Zhou Tong and Sun Ming, his expressions on his face were strange.
"what!"
Yang Hong was stunned, looking at Fang Cunshan's youth, with his mouth open, he couldn't believe it.
"Go ahead."
Fang Cunshan's youth didn't want to explain anything, anyway, the same situation as Zhou Tong was right.
"Boom!"
Yang Hong appeared next to Zhou Tong and Sun Ming with a dull expression.
The two people next to each other looked gloomy.
The three of them are all aristocrats in the palace of the town, the house of eunuchs, but they are all wastes that cannot be practiced?
After a few minutes, it was finally Yang Yu's turn.
Looking at Fang Cunshan's youth, Yang Yu put his hand on the measuring spirit orb, then smiled slightly, and said: "Dao Master, good job, thank you for helping me teach these three people."
When Fang Cunshan's young man heard Yang Yu's whisper, the corners of his mouth twitched, and the voice transmission said: "This test spirit orb is a treasure given by the master. I have no ability to control his test results."
Fang Cunshan youth still doesn't know why Yang Yu thanked him.
However, the results of the test that Yang Hong and the three were unable to practice were really not what he did, because he really couldn't control this test of Lingzhu.
Moreover, his relationship with Yang Yu is not good enough to help Yang Yu change other people's test results. It is Yang Yu who is somewhat narcissistic.
"what?"
Yang Yu was taken aback for a moment, and then looked at the extremely gloomy Yang Hong trio.
These three, Nima are real waste?
"laugh!"
However, just as Yang Yu looked at these three people, Yang Yu's Measuring Spirit Orb suddenly burst out with gleams of divine light, like a shining light, straight through the sky!
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