"Brother Zhenlong, did you start cultivating in your mother's womb?"

"Brother Zhenlong, my old man said it eight hundred times a day, if I had half of your perseverance, I would at least accept Chunyuan now. ”

"Yes, my old man doesn't recognize you as a talent, not that you have practiced hard step by step!"

"Brother Zhenlong, do you know how I've been here for more than ten years? I have been practicing the art of killing and vertical and horizontal all day long, and if I relax slightly, I will be scolded by the elders for splitting my head and covering my face, saying that I am simply a stupid person compared to you. ”

"What are you, I major in killing and vertical and horizontal techniques with you, and now at the age of seventeen, I have entered the land immortals, but I am still reprimanded by my elders all day long with 'stupid birds should fly first', am I easy!"

.........

The high-pitched and passionate voices of the teenagers naturally reached the ears of the nobles and tycoons in the distance, and the bigwigs all showed a tacit and subtle smile, and the scene was a little embarrassing for a while.

At this time, the "real dragon" who was surrounded by teenagers was red as if he could drip blood, crying or laughing, seeing that the situation was getting worse and worse, but he was helpless.

What can he do, is it useful for him to say that he is not the real dragon? Yes, he really isn't, because the real dragon is a fake, and he is the real one, but if he says this, I'm afraid it's no different from fighting a fire.

And what made him laugh and cry the most was that even he didn't know what he had cultivated for fifteen years.

The art of killing, the art of derivation, or the art of governing the country, or the art of vertical and horizontal? If you think about it carefully, you really know a lot, and you have paid a lot of hardships, but you just don't feel that you have put any effort into cultivation......

If it is said that meditating and cultivating every day whenever he has leisure time can be regarded as an effort, Feng Jin has put in a lot of effort, after all, he has been doing these things since he was a child, except for eating and sleeping.

"Alas, life, isn't it bitter first and then sweet, the edge of the sword is sharpened, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. Ladies and gentlemen, you have a clear goal to surpass since you were a child, at least you will not lose your direction, and you also have the momentum to move forward.

Alas, I can't think of me, I have been like a headless fly since I was a child, I have no goal, and the only motivation is to break through the realm quickly to repay the unwavering kindness of the elders in my family. ”

Feng Jin's voice echoed in the ears of the first few teenagers under the sect, and suddenly the chaotic complaints were gone, and the countless complaints were gone, and even the teenagers could be clearly heard gasping for breath.

Feng Jin was overjoyed in his heart, and it worked! Sure enough, as long as they objectively stated the facts, they would always want to open it.

Looking at the young people around him who were silent, with red faces and thick necks, Feng Jin immediately hit the railroad while it was hot: "Everyone, in fact, I also have a lot of hardships, since I was a child, my master told me that the children of the poor are in charge of the house early, oh no, phew......

Ever since I was a child, my master told me that if I looked at the Five Heavens and the Earth to find a cultivator with a lower talent than me, I really couldn't find it.

So I stayed in the palace of King Ming day after day to do penance, and to be honest, the reason why I didn't go out to play was because I had a little inferiority.

I'm afraid that my peers will dislike me for being too low, and I'm afraid that their elders will dislike me for not being productive and not letting their children play with me.

I'm afraid that my talent is so bad, and if I don't work hard, I won't be able to make a difference in my life, and I'm afraid that I will live up to the expectations of the elders in my family, and live up to their nurturing grace and unabandoning grace.

After all, I'm so stupid, I can be called mud and can't hold up the wall, it's great luck that they don't abandon me, and they are so good to me, how can I not work hard to practice......"

"Alas-" Feng Jin breathed a long sigh of relief, as if mentioning the sad past, and the whole person's mood became a little low.

In fact, this is really what he thought in his heart before, but now that things are wrong, he no longer closes his memories and escapes from reality, nor is he the little rookie in the Purification Realm who can't go up the wall no matter how much he helps.

Feng Jin's voice was not loud, but the one here was not a cultivator, not to mention that they could almost be said to be the top ceiling powerhouses in the entire Dai Continent.

As long as you want to, not to mention the sound of Feng Jin's speech, even a mosquito on his side flew by, how many times he flapped his wings, these bigwigs can hear it clearly.

Suddenly, the entire Zongchi was silent, and even the sound of the sound of the piano and the sound of the sound of the piano in the distance could be clearly heard in the colorful clouds and mist.

"The Feng Clan's cultivation methods are really unmatched...... Daizhou Dasi Nong sighed.

"Ghosts and gods are unpredictable, ghosts and gods are unpredictable......"

"There is a sky outside the sky, there are people outside the world, it is worthy of the Feng family, this kind of heavenly and human means, my generation will benefit for a lifetime!"

"Everyone in the world knows that the true dragon is talented, but who knows how much sadness and effort the true dragon has put in behind it, the sky will descend to the Si people, and the sky will descend to the Si people!"

For a while, all the nobles and tycoons had complicated expressions, and they couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and their eyes were full of admiration when they looked at Meng Lao and other Feng clan ancestors.

At this time, Meng Lao couldn't cry or laugh, although he was glad that Feng Jin could have such an idea, but when he said it in the public like this, the taste changed.

If it weren't for the fact that he had already cultivated the ability to pamper and not be frightened, and to be humble, I am afraid that he would have found a crack in the ground at this moment, but Rao saw through the vicissitudes of the red dust, and the old face couldn't help but flush at this time.

And the faces of Yin Zu, Yun Zu and Wu Zu beside Meng Lao were even more wonderful, they never dreamed that they had come all the way from their ancestral land to Daizhou, and they came to show this face.

They must know a thing or two about Feng Jin's affairs, although they have always been in the ancestral land, but how advanced the Feng Clan's means of communication are, it doesn't take much time to contact back and forth.

However, they are all responsible for other things, although they know about it, but how can they know these details, after all, they have not watched the real dragon grow up every day in Qing'an City.

But obviously, the three of them are also taken for granted by everyone as "a raccoon dog", after all, they are all clans of the Feng clan, and these things can still be hidden from them.

Unlike the nobles and tycoons, their heirs, that is, the group of teenagers sitting beside Feng Jin, are not as calm as their elders at the moment.

In the eyes of most of them, Feng Jin's words were undoubtedly cheap and obedient, and he had to set up a torii when he coughed up, and even his bitter smile fell in the eyes of everyone, and it became a hateful mockery.

Are you still inferior? Are you still afraid of being disliked and abandoned? What does it mean that the mud can't support the wall? What does it mean that you have the worst talent when you look at the five heavens and the earth?

Are you messing with me, brother?

If his eyes could kill, Feng Jin would have been killed thousands of times by this group of anointed children, and even the eyes of the women who were originally looking at him with peach blossom faces had changed at this moment.

Feng Jin looked at these Anointing Disciples who were gradually becoming hideous, as well as the Tianjiao of the Hundred Saints Schools, and became a little puzzled.

It shouldn't be, he cried so heartfelt and heartfelt, it should have resonated with them, why did it make them even more sad and angry?

Just as Feng Jin was meditating, a voice sounded, "Brother Zhenlong, don't say anything, I respect you!"

Feng Jin was stunned when he heard this, and looked at Luo Yunze in front of him who looked like he was going to die generously, as well as the teenagers who seemed to see the morning star in the night, and his little face suddenly darkened.

If you don't mention the wine, I can at least fool them for an hour!

Feng Jin looked at Luo Yunze viciously, and suddenly felt a little nostalgic for Meng Yitian, a "hypocrite" like this with a kind face and a black heart had to let Meng Tiantian's "real villain" clean him up!

At this time, Yue Fengzhong's face was impassioned, and he suddenly sneezed at Mengyi, who was pointing at everyone, looked at the sky with some doubts, and then shook his head, and continued to give a "life lesson" to the group of erudite and talented literary Tianjiao below......

"Brother Zhenlong, you and my brother are lifelong friendships! Now that I respect my brother, how can my brother have a reason to shirk?" Luo Yunze saw that Feng Jin had not picked up the wine bowl for a long time, and said generously.

Feng Jin's little face turned black again when he heard this, and he said in a deep voice: "Whoever has a relationship with you, you don't have to talk nonsense." ”

Luo Yunze said with a pained expression on his face after hearing this: "Brother Zhenlong, have you forgotten, yesterday your steel spear was only one centimeter away from my throat, if you go further, the foolish brother will definitely be splashed with blood on the spot, but you don't, isn't it a fatal friendship?"

"Poof-" Feng's originally heavy expression suddenly cracked, and he couldn't hold back his laughter.

Feng Jin looked at Luo Yunze in disbelief, he never dreamed that these words could come out of the latter's mouth, even if Luo Yunze was shrewd just now, he saw that he was delaying time, and deliberately breaking his rhythm only made him think that his belly was extremely black.

But I didn't think that this thing was just black-bellied, he was just a sullen type!

Thinking of Luo Yunze's performance along the way, first he was cold and strong, taciturn, then shy and ambiguous, and then directly became a talker, without a closed mouth along the way, and then changed into a black-bellied man at the Tianren Bridge, and now has a lotus tongue and is shameless!

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that I was not wrong, and I regretted that I had met such a sullen slut, and I should have ignored him in the first place, and let him talk to himself alone on the way up the mountain.

"Yun Ze, we don't have any hatred, why do you want to harm me. Feng Jin saw that this bowl of wine was really unshirkable, and said helplessly.

Luo Yunze's expression seemed to have a hint of resentment when he heard this, and he suddenly said angrily: "How unbearable am I, Luo Yunze, let you forcibly deceive me when you come to the end, and you will know that you are not a real dragon when you see Mengzu, and then what?"

Eh, I forgot about this, Feng Jin patted his head helplessly, suddenly became a little embarrassed, took the wine bowl and drank it all, and said with a smile: "Oh, it turned out to be this, I don't ...... I...... Alas, forget it, it's good that I'll give a fine drink......"

Feng Jin, who wanted to forcibly defend himself, suddenly found that there was really no way to explain this matter, how could he explain the matter that was sure of him, if he had known that Meng Lao would expose his true dragon identity in such a large public, how could he say such a thing.

Seeing that Luo Yunze was not moved in the slightest, Yin Yang said angrily: "No, how dare you punish Brother Zhenlong's wine, doesn't this seem to be a foolish brother's arrogance." ”

When Feng Jin heard this, he immediately understood what he meant, come on, this lord won't talk anymore! Alas, Grandpa Meng has hurt me miserably......