Chapter 170: You Can't Keep a Low Profile!
Yang Zhen has come to Wanhua Island!
This news was like having wings, flying everywhere in Wanhua Island, and it didn't take long for almost everyone to know that Yang Zhen had come to Wanhua Island. Flash Dance 35xs
"It's lively now, now Wanhua Island doesn't know how many Tianzhong wizards, they are all waiting for Yang Zhen, and now that Yang Zhen is here, with his temperament, it will inevitably cause a big chaos. ”
"The heirs of Huashan blessed land are already publicized enough, and Lu Baichi even threatened that as long as Yang Zhen dares to come to Wanhua Island, he will definitely take the head of his neck, I don't know if Lu Baichi has gotten the news. ”
"What are you kidding, you and I have both gotten the news, how can Lu Gongzi not know, but I don't know why Lu Gongzi is so targeted at Yang Zhen. ”
"I heard that it's because Yang Zhen is too arrogant, and he doesn't seem to take the heirs of the Cave Heaven and Earth in his eyes, and Lu Gongzi wants to teach him a lesson!"
"You don't know, I heard rumors that the reason why Lu Gongzi wanted to kill Yang Zhen was actually just that several heirs of the Cave Heaven and Blessed Land were competing with each other and were making a gamble. ”
The people around immediately gasped when they heard this, and said with a sigh of surprise: "This is the most tragic thing about the small sect and the scattered cultivation, no matter how high Yang Zhen's talent is, no matter how reckless and arrogant, in front of these real Dongtian blessed earth heirs, he is just a random gambling chess piece." ”
"Who says it's not, if I were Yang Zhen, I would definitely not be able to bear this breath and kill all those disciples of the Cave Heaven Blessed Land. ”
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Because the emperor of the Eastern Wilderness appeared on Wanhua Island, Wanhua Island is now the most lively place on the coast of the East China Sea, and monks from all kinds of cultivation realms from the Youzhou continent and even the sea gather together. 35xs
Some people disdain Yang Zhen, thinking that Yang Zhen is just a clown jumping off the beam, and some people are impressed by Yang Zhen's five-body throw, thinking that this is the true temperament of our generation of monks.
No matter what attitude people have towards Yang Zhen, they are all looking forward to Yang Zhen's performance on Wanhua Island at this time.
It's just that today's Wanhua Island is not the same as the other two islands on the coast of the East China Sea, as long as Yang Zhen dares to act recklessly, some people can slap Yang Zhen to the ground, which is also something that many people like to see, Yang Zhen is too cheap and arrogant.
Everyone was eager, and they all had the intention of watching the excitement, waiting for Yang Zhen to make some trouble.
However, what made everyone confused was that in the next five days, Yang Zhen not only made any earth-shattering incidents, but also did not offend anyone, he was as low-key as a passerby, and he had not even appeared in the eyes of everyone for several days.
This result surprised everyone, no one expected that Yang Zhen would be such a style, and couldn't help but be a little disappointed and confused, could it be that Yang Zhen suddenly changed sex, or was Yang Zhen afraid?
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On an ordinary street on Wanhua Island, Yang Zhen was sweating like rain, shirtless, carrying a huge hammer, clanging on a piece of star iron.
In the volley of Mars, as the sweat on Yang Zhen's body burst out, the star iron on the clip of Yang Zhen's left hand slowly changed shape, and the expression on Yang Zhen's face became more and more solemn.
"Rest, young man!"
An ordinary old man came over with a glass of water and put it beside Yang Zhen. Flash Dance 35xs
The old man's figure was rickety, but his arms were strong and powerful, his eyes were bright, and he looked at Yang Zhen with a smile on his face, and his eyes were full of approval.
Yang Zhen wiped a handful of sweat, drank all the water with his hands, and also showed a bright smile on his face, and said without looking back: "Master, when I finish knocking this piece of star iron, I will rest for a while." ”
The sweet cheap cat who was sleeping next to him looked up at the two of them in a daze, and let out a crisp sound: "Aim!"
The master is an ordinary blacksmith on this street, who has been playing iron all his life, and his skills are perfect, while Yang Zhen is a little thorough, these days, the two get along like grandchildren in their hometown in the countryside.
The master stopped all the trading, and Yang Zhen seemed to have forgotten about the Emperor of the Eastern Wilderness.
Hearing Yang Zhen's words, the master smiled, picked up the towel and handed it to Yang Zhen, and said, "Young man, you are a monk, right?"
Yang Zhen wiped his sweat and asked in surprise, "How did the master know?"
The master laughed, pointed to the huge hammer, and said: "The old man is blind, and his eyes are not blind, this hammer is the heaviest here, and the strongest young man on the whole street cannot rotate twenty hammers at a time, but you have been picking for a morning, ordinary people can't do it." ”
Yang Zhen was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Master has good eyesight, but you don't have to worry, I'm just just interested in striking iron, and I have no other ideas." ”
The master said with a smile: "I don't worry, in Wanhua Island, the safest thing is that we mortals, as long as it is ancient for a day, our life safety will be guaranteed, but ...... Why are you interested in Mortal Iron?"
"Fan Tie?" Yang Zhen was stunned, shook his head with a smile and said: "If you don't move, you will be mortal, if you move, you will be immortal, master, this hammer is mortal?"
"Naturally!" Master Fu replied as he looked at Yang Zhen in confusion.
Yang Zhen suddenly took a deep breath, a trace of dazedness flashed in his eyes, and he picked up the hammer and said, "But from here, I feel a trace of the purest energy in the world!"
"What?" The master was taken aback, stepped forward, took the hammer from Yang Zhen's hand, his eyes suddenly softened, like a young man brushing his lover's smooth skin, he swiped every part of the hammer with his calloused hand, and muttered to himself: "This hammer, after following the old man all his life, he is an ordinary hammer." ”
Yang Zhen smiled and didn't say much, but put his eyes on the face of the master, this hammer is indeed a mortal thing, but it is extraordinary.
The master is about to die, and his body has already been hollowed out, so if he goes on like this, he will definitely go for a hundred years in less than a year.
Life is impermanent, once a person's vitality begins to drain, even if the emperor is alive, there is nothing to be done.
Suddenly, Yang Zhen shook violently, a trace of horror flashed in his eyes, and he immediately immersed his mind in the Spirit Sea space.
Under the stars, in the river of divine consciousness, on a small island, a small sapling with only two leaves suddenly burst out with a monstrous green light, filling the entire spiritual consciousness space in the blink of an eye, startling Yang Zhen and thinking that something had happened.
This little sapling has been in a dormant state ever since it took root in the Yang True Spiritual Consciousness Space, but it was just constantly absorbing the energy of heaven and earth and growing slowly.
It is really unbelievable that the little sapling, which has not changed for such a long time, has now burst out with such a terrifying green light.
The next moment, a terrifying vitality erupted on Yang Zhen's body, and a stream of turquoise light lingered on Yang Zhen's body, and the hair on the tail of the startled cheap cat exploded, jumping three feet high, staring at Yang Zhen with a dead voice.
Airplanes!
In the sea of consciousness, the terrifying vitality erupted, rolling like a vast ocean, circling wildly in Yang Zhen's spiritual consciousness space, and in the blink of an eye, it was filled with the meridians of the whole body.
Under this terrifying vitality, Yang Zhen subconsciously came to the master and reached out to hold the master's two rough hands.
The cheap cat also hurriedly came to Yang Zhen's side, hugged Yang Zhen's thighs tightly with four legs, rubbed his head on his legs, and squinted his eyes comfortably and snored.
A trace of vitality lingers between the two of them and a cat, Yang Zhen and the cheap cat are okay, and the changes that have occurred in the master are a little amazing.
The cheap cat seemed to feel something, and was shocked, looked up at the master, and muttered to himself in shock: "Damn, how many good things are there on this kid, he can make such a big move with an iron, he is really a kid who can't keep a low profile." ”
At this time, the master suddenly let out a painful snort, and the person and the cat were startled, and hurriedly left the master and looked over with a worried face.
(End of chapter)