This bastard really doesn't consider himself an outsider. The stone tablet is so big, and even Weng Yongli sat beside it. How dare you sit next to Lin Miaoyi? Zhou Tong was very happy to see the strange expressions on Lin Miaoyi and Weng Yongli's faces. Zhou Tong wanted to drink a glass of wine, but when he took it out, he remembered that the gourd was empty.

The fake Taoist snorted coldly and said, "Old Zhou, where did you find this kid from, and why did he become your master?"

The ghost-like old lady next to her had a look of surprise on her face, her eyes widened, and she said in disbelief: "Could it be..."

Zhou Tong no longer had the angry and resentful expression on his face. Instead, he blinked at the two of them with a smug look on his face and said, "You'll know in a moment."

"This is absolutely ridiculous!" The fake Taoist priest obviously knew that Zhou Tong loved to make bets with others, but he couldn't believe that Yang Zhen could actually beat Zhou Tong in a bet, and that the bet between them was so big!

The ghost grandma looked at Zhou Tong with a strange expression, snorted coldly, and then looked at Yang Zhen hesitantly.

Zhou Tong curled his lips and said, "It's no use making a fuss about losing a bet. You old thing want a master like this, but he may not accept you!"

The fake Taoist opened his mouth but couldn't utter a word.

After a long while, the fake Taoist snorted and said, "There is a Ksitigarbha Kaiyuan Formation inside the stone tablet. It was set up by the ancestor of Kaiyuan Palace himself. Although it is not completely unbreakable, it is not something that a young boy can break. Old Zhou, you should save yourself some worry and put away your smug face."

Zhou Tong's eyes widened when he heard this, and he jumped up from the ground, pointing at the fake Taoist priest and said, "Okay, fake Taoist priest, I have long wondered why you, the Qinglian Sect, are willing to take out all the twelve Qinglians. It turns out that the Ksitigarbha Kaiyuan Formation is set up inside the stone tablet. You are cheating, how shameless!"

The ghost grandma's face was not very good. She stared at the fake Taoist priest and said, "You guys are going too far."

"Is it excessive or not?" The fake Taoist snorted coldly, glancing at the two of them and said, "Don't you think about what your Tiansheng Sect and Tianjue Sect have done in the past? Using a Saint-level technique to fool people, is this something a human would do?"

Zhou Tong paused and snorted coldly.

The ghost-like grandma's face flashed with anger, and she said: "The Three Mountains Grand Meeting is originally to test the comprehension of the disciples. What kind of skills can't be used to test it..."

"So that's what I mean!" The fake Taoist laughed and said, "You use the Saint-level skills to test your disciples, and we use the Ksitigarbha Kaiyuan Formation to test our disciples. Aren't the effects the same?"

Grandma Cheng Gui and Zhou Tong looked at each other, speechless for a moment.

What the fake Taoist said seems to make some sense.

What's more, Yang Zhen and the other two are now focused on comprehending the Twelve Green Lotuses. Who would have thought that this test is not about how fast they can comprehend the Twelve Green Lotuses, but how to break the Ksitigarbha Kaiyuan Formation.

"After all, the Ksitigarbha Kaiyuan Formation was set up by the ancestor of Kaiyuan Palace himself. As long as the three of them open one door, they will win. If the time difference between opening the first door and the last one is very small, then we will see if anyone among them can open the second door."

Seeing the smug look on the fake Taoist's face, Zhou Tong and Cheng Guipo both looked at him with contempt, but they both turned their gazes to their respective disciples at the same time.

Of course, Zhou Tong fell into the hands of his master Yang Zhen.

Next to the stone tablet, Lin Miaoyi glanced at Yang Zhen, neither agreeing nor refusing.

Adhering to the fine tradition that silence means consent, Yang Zhen put down his seat next to Lin Miaoyi and sat down.

At this time, Lin Miaoyi had already begun to comprehend the contents of the stone tablet.

Weng Yongli was still staring at Yang Zhen with a grim face, as if he wanted to rush up and bite him twice.

Yang Zhen blinked at Weng Yongli and said, "My good disciple, keep staring. I got it first."

Weng Yongli quickly closed his eyes and immersed his mind in the stone tablet, as if he was afraid of being slower than Yang Zhen.

As soon as the stone tablet was lifted up, Yang Zhen felt an extremely powerful aura inside it. Yang Zhen had never seen this aura before. Now that he was closer, the strong feeling became even stronger.

What kind of martial art is the Twelve Green Lotuses that can emit such a terrifying aura?

Yang Zhen looked at Zhou Tong with a strange expression. Zhou Tong was winking at him, as if there was sand in his eyes. He must have something to say to him.

Zhou Tong was too embarrassed to say it was such a fair competition, so he could only use a wink to tell Yang Zhen that he didn't need to think about comprehending the Twelve Green Lotuses, just crack the Ksitigarbha Kaiyuan Formation inside.

How could Yang Zhen understand what the old man was doing with his eyes? He rolled his eyes at Zhou Tong and turned his gaze back to the stone tablet.

Zhou Tong was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, which made the fake Taoist priest and the ghost-like old woman sneer at him.

At this moment, Weng Yongli suddenly turned pale and groaned. Before anyone could even exclaim, a mouthful of blood spurted onto the stone tablet.

"Oh, how disgusting! You actually use such despicable means to disgust others."

Yang Zhen curled his lips, looking down on Weng Yongli.

"You..." What could Weng Yongli say? Was he vomiting blood because he had rushed in too quickly and was attacked by the formation inside?

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

He couldn't say that either.

There were bursts of exclamations from all around. Weng Yongli glared at Yang Zhen, adjusted his breathing, and closed his eyes again.

Yang Zhen suddenly stood up.

Everyone was stunned when seeing Yang Zhen’s sudden action.

"Is your master going to give up?" The fake Taoist laughed and teased Zhou Tong.

Zhou Tong had no time to pay attention to the fake Taoist priest at this moment. He looked at Yang Zhen in confusion, not knowing what Yang Zhen was going to do next.

At this moment, Yang Zhen suddenly took two steps forward, put his hand on the stone tablet, and muttered to himself: "There seems to be a good formation in here that is preventing us from comprehending the Twelve Green Lotuses."

As he spoke, a cluster of ochre-colored lines suddenly burst out from Yang Zhen's hand. Under the bright golden light, even the old Taoist priest with countless complicated lines, the ghost grandma, and strong men like Zhou Tong narrowed their eyes.

“This is…” The fake Taoist priest was taken aback. He looked at the golden light in Yang Zhen’s hand in disbelief and exclaimed, “This is impossible!”

Zhou Tong grinned and laughed, almost jumping up.

The ghost grandma stared with her eyes wide open and frowned, not knowing how she did it.

At this moment, an earth-shaking roar burst out from the stone tablet, and in the blink of an eye it pushed Weng Yongli and Lin Miaoyi away.

Weng Yongli and Lin Miaoyi cried out in surprise, staggered back, and looked at the scene in disbelief.

"What are you doing?" Weng Yongli shouted angrily!

(End of this chapter)