"Wait for me, you know who my brother is? Yes, it's Yang Zhen, the man who killed two old men in the Lianxu period with one punch. He's a genius who even the Great Sage doesn't look down upon. What's wrong with eating two mouthfuls of noodles from you? If you chase me again... ah, it hurts...

You are finished, you are finished, you know that, when my brother Yang Zhen comes, I will beat you to death with one punch and not bury you."

Yang Zhen's face turned dark, and he saw a sneaky figure coming in from the window. When he saw Yang Zhen, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Wake up, kid! Come with me and kill those bastards! I just ate a mouthful of his noodles, but they chased me for three blocks. How abominable!"

Yang Zhen glanced at the mean cat and said with great interest: "How can I chase you three blocks after eating a mouthful of noodles? What other evil things have you done?"

"I didn't do anything. I definitely didn't do anything. My character is known to all. How could I possibly do anything that would harm the heavens and earth? Well, the noodles were just too damn disgusting. I spit them back into the pot."

Yang Zhen slapped him and said, "You're eating noodles from someone else's pot?"

The mean cat dodged quickly, stared at him and asked: "How fresh it is, it's not in the pot, but in someone else's bowl, how dirty it is, it's full of saliva!"

The corners of Yang Zhen's mouth twitched, and it felt like his brain was stepped on by ten thousand alpacas.

This bastard's train of thought is simply out of this world, and Yang Zhen is speechless.

The mean cat didn't realize what was wrong, and approached Yang Zhen with a smile, saying, "You're famous now, and now people are looking for you everywhere and want to fight you!"

"It's all because of your bad mouth!" Yang Zhen kicked him and said, "Besides, I'm a very low-key person and I don't like fighting the most."

The mean cat was stunned, and said seriously: "Yes, we are all civilized people, how can we fight with others casually? Then I won't gossip about you in the future..."

At this point, the mean cat covered his mouth and said vaguely: "Well, I have something to do. There is a new teahouse next door. I'm going to have a cup of tea. Damn it, if you have the guts, let me go. Do you think I can run away?"

Yang Zhen pulled the mean cat over, rubbed its head by its ears, stared at it fiercely and said, "If you say that again, I'll throw you into the noodle soup pot and boil you."

The mean cat shrank his neck and muttered, "I'm not afraid of being boiled, the noodle soup is too unpalatable, how about you make a pot of all-inclusive soup and boil it for me?"

"Get lost!" Yang Zhen threw the mean cat out and pointed at the window, saying, "Get lost as far as you can."

"Oh!" The mean cat turned and left.

Yang Zhen exclaimed, "Come back!"

"what?"

The mean cat stretched out one leg, turned around and looked at Yang Zhen and said.

Yang Zhen waved his hand and said, "Come here!"

The mean cat looked at Yang Zhen with suspicion: "Just say it here."

"Do you want to have a big game?"

The mean cat got interested, retracted his foot, and asked excitedly: "How big is it?"

Yang Zhen pondered for a moment, then said firmly: "If the whole Donglin Island knows your name, you will be more popular than me!"

The mean cat grinned evilly, moved closer to Yang Zhen, nodded hurriedly, and said: "This is good, this is good, can it really be more popular than you?"

"Of course, you still don't trust me?"

The mean cat hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "Xin Xin Xin, tell me, how do we play?"

Hua Youyue and Yao Lao looked at the man and the cat, who were smiling wickedly. They looked at each other and had a bad premonition.

Yang Zhen sighed and said, "This is a long story. We need to think it over."

…

In the next few days, Yang Zhen took Qianmian to inquire about the news.

Hua Youyue and Jianmao were right. Yang Zhen was almost famous throughout the entire Donglin Island, and this fame lasted until the Pill Appreciation Conference was held.

Although it is only a short time like a stick of incense, this time is precious to many people and may even change their lives.

If the quality of your spiritual roots is slightly improved, it will be possible to master the martial arts and profound concepts that were previously impossible to comprehend.

This kind of improvement is extremely important, especially for cultivators whose spiritual roots are already very powerful.

If a strong man in the Lianxu period improves a little bit of his spiritual roots, it is very likely that he will succeed in enlightenment by chance and comprehend the Tao of the predecessors, or simply comprehend his own Tao.

Of course, this is just a possibility, but even if the chance is only one in ten thousand, it is enough to attract too many people.

After hearing the news, Jianmao looked nonchalant and even a little contemptuous.

"What's the use of this kind of thing? Even if you comprehend it, it's not your own thing. Moreover, once it is beaten back to its original form, it might go astray because of its dull talent. In this respect, you are much better than them."

Yang Zhen looked at the mean cat in surprise and said, "Oh, I didn't expect that a mean cat like you would have such insight?"

The mean cat looked very proud, raised his head and said: "You just realized that I have so much knowledge that even your true energy horse can't catch up with me."

"Bullshit!" Yang Zhen curled his lips.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

The mean cat glared and said, pointing at Yang Zhen, "Boy, don't disbelieve me. Do you think that if you secretly comprehend the fur of a power, no one will know? With your strength, how can you really kill a strong man in the Lianxu period with one punch? Others may not know, but it does not mean that I don't know."

Hearing this, Yang Zhen's face suddenly changed. He grabbed the cat in shock and suspicion and looked it up and down, even grabbing the cat's tail to look at it from bottom to top.

"Fuck it, put it down, this is disgraceful, this is disgraceful!"

Yang Zhen took a deep breath, grabbed the cat's ear and asked, "It seems that you know a lot. Tell me, what kind of power is that?"

Although Yang Zhen appeared to be nonchalant on the surface, there was already a storm in his heart.

What Jianmao said was absolutely correct, he did realize a different kind of power.

This kind of power is different from the true energy power, and has nothing to do with the power of the soul and the power of consciousness.

Yang Zhen had never heard of such power, it was so overbearing that it was jaw-dropping.

This kind of power is what Yang Zhen has seen in both the Nine Realms Linglong Tower and the Shangheng Mirror World. It is an almost barbaric power.

The most important thing is that this power can be used by the woman in the coffin and the Great Sage Dust Blood! The special power that these two people can use now does not exist. Yang Zhen originally thought that this was a secret of his that no one knew. Who would have thought that this cheap cat actually knew it?

The mean cat was grimacing when Yang Zhen grabbed it, and said hurriedly, "Let go!"

After Yang Zhen let go of his hand, he stared at the mean cat and said, "Hurry up and tell me!"

"What did you say?" The mean cat looked regretful. "I didn't say anything. I know nothing. Don't ask me. You won't get any answer. I don't want to be like those people who disappeared without a trace."

Hearing this, Yang Zhen felt even more shocked and overwhelmed.

No wonder Hua Youyue once said that there were still many mysteries in the previous period that had not been solved. At this time, Yang Zhen felt more and more that this world was not that simple.

At least Yang Zhen has not found any clues or information about the two-winged giant so far, and the mean cat seems to know some unknown secrets, but it is unwilling to say it.

When the man and the cat were staring at each other, Yao Lao suddenly rushed in and said gloomily, "Yang Zhen, come with me, quickly!"

Yang Zhen jumped off the bed and asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"

Yao Lao said in a deep voice: "Girl Youyue is in trouble!"

The mean cat suddenly let out a strange cry and said, "Who is so impatient to live like this? Boy, you go and take a look. I have something else to do, so I won't go with you."

Yang Zhen pulled the mean cat over and said to Yao Lao, "Let's talk while we walk."

(End of this chapter)