The bastard Jianmao ran out as soon as Yang Zhen opened his mouth to speak, hid behind Han Yan'er, and looked at everyone else with curiosity.
What's going on? It looks a bit scary.
If a fight really broke out among the five Saint Realm powerhouses present, Yang Zhen would be able to escape, but it would be hard to say for Han Yan'er.
If Yang Zhen took Han Yan'er and ran away, they would probably get injured, although they would not be unable to escape.
Being injured is too painful. Yang Zhen has never liked it, otherwise he would not have cultivated the Dragon Elephant Shocking Prison Body to such a level.
Yang Zhen showed a harmless smile on his face and said, "Everyone, is there anything wrong with my face?"
Everyone around was silent. Yang Zhen didn't know the identities of the people who came in later, but he could roughly tell that these people were divided into three holy places.
The last two old men who came in had a playful look on their faces. One of the red-faced old men smiled and said, "There is nothing wrong with you, young friend, but what you are saying now is a bit inappropriate."
Hearing this, Yang Zhen was a little confused. What did he mean that it was inappropriate to say this now?
Does it mean that since these people are arguing and it hasn't even started yet, others can't speak?
"What do you mean by this, senior?" Yang Zhen still had an honest smile on his face, but he was mentally prepared.
If it doesn't work, just do it. What else can you do?
At this time, Saint Qingquan suddenly said, "This young man seems to be an outsider. It is understandable that he does not understand the rules of Qianyue Teahouse."
That’s absolutely right!
Yang Zhen almost named Saint Qingquan his confidant because of this sentence. Just as he was about to speak, Saint Qingchen beside him suddenly chuckled and said, "Since it is a rule, it cannot be broken. Now that the treasure appraisal conference is about to begin, let Luo start the debate this time."
After hearing what Saint Qingchen said, Chu Liuhua's face became even uglier, and he looked at Yang Zhen with a look of wishing him well.
Yang Zhen looked at Saint Qingchen in surprise, his face suddenly changed, and he almost kicked Saint Qingchen.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, a strange power of Taoism suddenly emanated from the body of the Holy Son Qingchen. It did not form a domain, but rushed towards Yang Zhen like a thin line.
Although this kind of Taoist power is strange, it does not have any lethality. The extraordinary spiritual power attached to it can be seen as a way of identification.
Yang Zhen felt the power with a strange look on his face, resisting the urge to wipe it off, and asked curiously, "What are you doing?"
When Saint Qingchen saw Dao Yun wrapped around Yang Zhen's wrist, he laughed and said, "You don't have to panic. As long as you can bear it, there will be endless benefits for you."
Feeling waves of severe pain in his body, Yang Zhen subconsciously wanted to shatter this Dao essence, but then he looked at other powerful saints and endured it again.
Although Saint Qingchen was only at the level of a half-step great sage, his understanding and application of the Dao essence had obviously surpassed all the half-step great sages Yang Zhen had ever seen.
These people were acting mysterious, and Yang Zhen was somewhat curious about what they meant by this so-called debate, so he simply let them be.
After a moment, Saint Qingchen suddenly snorted, withdrew his hand, looked at Yang Zhen with a strange expression, and closed his eyes.
After closing his eyes, Saint Qingchen almost didn’t open them again until the red-faced old man next to him coughed lightly. Saint Qingchen opened his eyes with a strange expression and said, “How strange! The power of this fellow Taoist is too complicated. I can’t understand it at the moment.”
nonsense!
If you can easily understand the power of this Sao Saint, wouldn't it be too embarrassing? However, although it was uncomfortable to have the thin line of Dao Yun wrapped around his body, Yang Zhen was not injured at all, and he didn't feel any discomfort afterwards. He was not like Chu Liuhua and others, who were so scared that their faces turned pale? Yang Zhen was weird on the side, and the faces of the others also changed, especially the red-faced old man, who laughed and said, "It's rare to have a power that Saint Qingchen can't see through. It's really precious. It seems that this debate is starting to become interesting."
Having said that, the red-faced old man did not give Yang Zhen any chance to speak, and he also shot out a thin Taoist thread and wrapped it around Yang Zhen.
Damn, these people are really arrogant. They just casually check the power in other people's bodies? Yang Zhen was about to speak when several more Dao essences entangled Yang Zhen.
Even the Saint Maiden Qingquan released a slight Taoist spiritual consciousness, which wrapped around Yang Zhen.
Anything inside the body...or growing on the body can be seen clearly.
Yang Zhen looked at the Saint Qingquan with a strange expression. The Saint Qingquan had a serious look on her face and didn't look like a female hooligan at all.
Feeling Han Yan'er's anger beside him, Yang Zhen shook his head secretly and stopped Han Yan'er from losing her temper on the spot.
No matter what these people were going to do, it had completely aroused Yang Zhen's interest. However, he did not expect that there would be such wanton debaters in the world.
It was obvious that these people treated Yang Zhen's body as a training ground.
No wonder the people around him looked at him strangely. It was not until this moment that Yang Zhen knew the reason.
One strand of Dao Yun spiritual power is already very painful, and with six or seven strands of such Dao Yun spiritual power, Yang Zhen can already feel the pain.
Just seeing these people acting like they were doing this for his own good, even Yang Zhen felt confused.
Okay, will this saint bear with it for a while?
"The heavenly position is fire, and the earthly position is metal. My friend, your power system is a bit complicated, and the gains do not outweigh the losses. I don't know what your intention is. Can you release it so that we can have a look?"
There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!
The red-faced old man stared at Yang Zhen with a look of deep hatred and resentment, as if the power Yang Zhen cultivated was too complicated, which made him quite dissatisfied.
Yang Zhen's temper flared up. How this slutty saint wants to practice is none of my business, right?
“Okay, okay!”
A look of pain appeared on Yang Zhen's face, and he released his Taoist energy, which almost instantly enveloped the entire teahouse.
At the same time, Yang Zhen's spiritual power of Tao Yun, like small insects, attached to the thin lines of Tao Yun of other people and released in the opposite direction to everyone.
Yang Zhen naturally didn't want to see the body of Saint Qingquan. He was a well-educated person, and he was not just targeting Saint Qingquan. After covering everyone, he even did not let Saint Qingchen go. The power of Taoism and the power of spiritual consciousness dissipated at the touch of a button, without causing any perception from the people present.
This technique was not something too profound. Yang Zhen learned it after just a little analysis and also made a lot of improvements.
Damn it, why can only you guys look at this naughty saint and I can’t look at you?
This saint not only wants to watch it, but also wants to watch it without anyone noticing.
"All... all the seniors, are you all done? I... I can't bear it any longer."
The expression on Yang Zhen's face was almost desperate. It was as painful as it could be. When it came to acting, Yang Zhen dared to compete with anyone in this world.
Saint Qingchen laughed loudly, looked at Yang Zhen with a playful expression, and said, "Don't be anxious, this is just the beginning!"
As he spoke, Saint Qingchen once again released the power of his spiritual consciousness onto Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen was shocked and suddenly understood what these people were going to do.
Saint Qingchen was right when he said it. If the person being cast the spell could endure it, it would definitely be a huge blessing for him.
But... are these people so kind? They almost analyze the power system cultivated by the person being cast, and instruct the person through debate. Of course, the person being cast can benefit from this, but the greater benefit comes to these casters.
and!
These people are too overbearing!
(End of this chapter)