The formation was broken!

Seeing the small formation plate in Yang Zhen's hand, everyone exclaimed in surprise.

There was a gloomy look of doubt and uncertainty on Weng Yongli's face. Now he didn't even have the time or desire to speak, and hurriedly immersed his mind in the stone tablet.

Even Lin Miaoyi did not dare to delay, and following Weng Yongli, she hurriedly began to comprehend the Twelve Green Lotuses.

Compared to comprehending the Twelve Green Lotuses, whether or not one can win this competition is actually a trivial matter.

After all, it is the Qinglian Sect's secret magical power. Even Lin Miaoyi of the Qinglian Sect finds this supreme skill very precious, not to mention Weng Yongli of the Tiansheng Sect.

Glancing at Yang Zhen who was still studying the formation, a sinister look flashed in Weng Yongli's eyes. This time the competition was to see who could comprehend the Twelve Green Lotuses in the stone tablet. It was just that the three of them were unable to crack the Ksitigarbha Kaiyuan Formation in the stone tablet, so they had to settle for the next best thing. Now that Yang Zhen has cracked the formation, whether by accident or with his mind set on it, Weng Yongli still has some admiration for Yang Zhen.

But it is just admiration. At the moment, comprehending the Twelve Green Lotuses is the ultimate result of this competition.

In terms of talent in understanding martial arts, Weng Yongli has never met anyone more powerful than him.

In a quick glance, Yang Zhen seemed to be still studying the formation. How could this bastard not be in a hurry at all? There were twelve green lotuses in the stone tablet. Even in the Qinglian Sect, not everyone could practice it. Moreover, given the Qinglian Sect's style of doing things, they would definitely do something with the twelve green lotuses. Once someone comprehended it, the twelve green lotuses would disappear in the stone tablet to prevent it from being comprehended by a second person.

Weng Yongli snorted coldly, his face full of contempt. "When I comprehend the Twelve Green Lotuses, I will let you know that the one who laughs last is me, Weng Yongli, and not you, Yang Zhen!"

Full of confidence, Weng Yongli immersed his mind in it. In the stands, Zhou Tong frowned and looked at Yang Zhen, somewhat puzzled.

The ghost grandma's face regained that half-smile, but the look she gave Zhou Tong this time was filled with some gloating.

Those who were able to be brought by the three powerful men to participate in the Three Mountains Conference were all extremely gifted geniuses. If they were a little slower, they might not even be able to see the Twelve Green Lotuses' skills. Yang Zhen was not anxious at all? Yang Zhen was not anxious, but Zhou Tong was anxious. He glanced at the ghost woman and the fake Taoist priest, and saw expressions of gloating on their faces.

The ghost lady had full confidence in Weng Yongli, and the fake Taoist bastard must have known that no matter whether Lin Miaoyi or Weng Yongli comprehended the Twelve Green Lotuses, the method of practicing the Twelve Green Lotuses in the stone tablet would definitely disappear.

In this way, Yang Zhen was so busy studying the formation that he probably didn't even have the chance to take a look at the Twelve Green Lotuses.

Zhou Tong was a little anxious. Even the strong man who was about to make a final push almost lost his composure. Finally, everyone could not help but speak. Suddenly, Weng Yongli was shocked all over, opened his eyes with a surprised look, and looked towards the stands.

Huh? Zhou Tong was stunned and looked at the fake Taoist priest strangely.

"What's wrong?" the fake Taoist asked with a frown. The expression on Weng Yongli's face was really weird, as if someone had deceived him but he dared not say anything. The fake Taoist's face was full of confusion.

Weng Yongli's face turned red and blue, but he didn't dare to stare at the fake Taoist priest. Just as he was about to speak, Lin Miaoyi suddenly screamed and also retreated.

Weng Yongli alone was already jaw-dropping, and now even Lin Miaoyi had withdrawn. Could it be that something had happened in the stone tablet? Seeing that even Lin Miaoyi had withdrawn, Weng Yongli's expression became even more angry. He looked up and stared at the fake Taoist priest, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

The ghostly old woman snorted, glanced at the fake Taoist priest, and said in a deep voice: "What happened?"

After hearing what the Ghost Granny said, Weng Yongli seemed to gather up his courage and said loudly, "Master, the inside of the stone tablet is empty. There are no Twelve Green Lotuses at all. There is... nothing inside!"

What? Hearing this, everyone present was stunned, and then turned their eyes to the fake Taoist.

The fake Taoist exclaimed, "Impossible. I personally crushed the jade slips and carved them into the stone tablet. Even the minor techniques were carved by me personally. How could it be that they are not there?"

At this time, Lin Miaoyi glanced at Yang Zhen with a strange expression, and then a trace of absurdity flashed in her eyes. She turned around and said to the fake Taoist: "Master, there is nothing inside!"

"This is impossible!"

The fake Taoist priest was shocked all over, stood up and was about to walk off the stage, when he suddenly heard a cry of "Oh" and his whole body was shocked.

Yang Zhen laughed heartily, looking at the formation plate in his hand with great joy, muttering to himself: "So that's how it is. The senior who carved this formation plate is truly an ingenious craftsman. I've learned a lot, and this trip was not in vain."

At this point, Yang Zhen was suddenly stunned. He looked up at the group of people around him with burning eyes and asked in surprise, "What happened?"

The fake Taoist snorted coldly and walked down the stands while muttering to himself, "How could it be gone? I clearly carved the Twelve Green Lotuses in it with my own hands... How could it suddenly disappear..."

Weng Yongli was very resentful that he did not get the Twelve Green Lotuses, but there was nothing he could do about this unexpected thing. He could only wait and see how things would develop. Unconsciously, he looked towards Yang Zhen. This bastard really had good luck.

If the Twelve Green Lotuses were re-carved into the stone tablet, wouldn't Yang Zhen have a chance?

I really don't want to accept this! Weng Yongli glared at Yang Zhen hatefully.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

At this moment, Yang Zhen suddenly looked at the fake Taoist priest with a bewildered look on his face and said, "Um... can't only one person comprehend the Twelve Azure Lotuses?"

"Yes!" The fake Taoist answered subconsciously, as if he was still wondering why the Twelve Green Lotuses suddenly disappeared.

Suddenly, the fake Taoist priest trembled all over and looked at Yang Zhen in surprise and suspicion.

After a while, everyone reacted and looked at Yang Zhen in confusion, their eyes wide open.

Yang Zhen waved the formation plate in his hand and said, "I'm sorry, when I put away the formation plate just now, I also comprehended the Twelve Green Lotuses."

Hearing this, everyone present had an urge to curse.

What does it mean to comprehend it by chance? If the Twelve Azure Lotuses were so easy to comprehend, then they would not have become the supreme practice of the Azure Lotus Sect.

Let alone by the way, even if the Qinglian Sect revealed the Twelve Qinglians, if there were only a handful of people present who could comprehend them, it would be considered a gathering of geniuses. You actually said... you comprehended them by the way? Zhou Tong breathed a long sigh of relief and laughed, looking at the fake Taoist with a gloating expression on his face.

"You probably don't know how intelligent this bastard is. Damn it, I've suffered a lot from him. But the expression on the fake Taoist's face is really comforting!"

"Impossible, this is impossible!"

Weng Yongli roared, pointed at Yang Zhen and said, "I don't believe it!"

Yang Zhen couldn't let go of the formation plate in his hand, rolled his eyes at Weng Yongli, and said, "Whether you believe it or not is none of my business."

(End of this chapter)