Chapter 172: Scaring out the meme
Outside the gate of the Daluo Holy Land.
Weng Shijun, Shui Qianzhan, and the people accompanying them all followed in at this time, and the few people who accompanied them had some admiration in their eyes.
But there was one person, from the moment he entered the Daluo Holy Land, there was a touch of disdain and contempt on his face, his eyes were shining, looking around, and the meaning of mockery was overflowing.
"Xiao Jun, I didn't say you, at the level of the Daluo Holy Land, you really might as well worship the Star and Moon Holy Land, as far as I told you about Elder Haiming, that is the true immortal of the Star and Moon Holy Land!"
"Because your father has a good relationship with me, I recommended you."
"Not everyone can worship under Elder Haiming!"
Beside Weng Shijun, a middle-aged man said coldly.
Weng Shijun frowned.
She really didn't understand why her father had let this man come with her.
And Shui Qianzhan had a displeased expression in his eyes.
Long Aotian did not admit that he wanted to accept him as an apprentice, but said: He is Chen Qingyang's eldest disciple!
He wouldn't be able to hear such an obvious meaning?
This is to show him that the two of them will be the same door in the future!!
Although he has not yet been recognized by Chen Qingyang, he has recognized Chen Qingyang as his teacher, and not everyone can discredit his teacher.
"Just this Chen Qingyang, it's not that I deliberately want to discredit him, although he has a certain strength and status, but compared to Elder Haiming, it is too far behind!"
"Xiao Jun, you have to listen to me in this matter!"
The middle-aged man continued.
Weng Shijun frowned.
She really didn't expect that the other party would chatter like a Tang monk, it was endless.
"Uncle Wang, please don't say it?"
Wang Ce shook his head slightly.
He didn't want to come at all, if it weren't for Weng Shijun's talent, he would really be like leaving.
"Xiaojun, do you think Uncle wants to say? But I've also heard about this Elder Chen, but it's just that people have deified him by word of mouth. ”
"Compared to Elder Haiming, he is more than a little bit worse?"
Wang Ce said.
Shui Qianzhan's face turned black directly.
Once he was very upset.
But this man has said it more than once, and each time it goes more than the last.
How fierce is Senior Brother Long Aotian?
One finger poked the warriors of the top nine.
What Haiming Lu Ming, this is important?
And the tone of the man's voice made him uncomfortable.
Temeth is conceited.
"Yes, it's more than a little bit worse!"
Shui Qianzhan said arrogantly: "The teacher is this day, as for Elder Haiming, he is a grain of sand and a piece of grass!" ”
Wang Ce looked stunned.
He glanced coldly at Shui Qianzhan with a sneer on his face.
"Just him?"
"Alas, but the frog at the bottom of the well is called the son of heaven in vain!"
"To be a man, you must know how to be humble and low-key, and you must know that this mountain is still a mountain high!"
Mizuchizhan shook his head slightly.
Will he not understand this correct nonsense?
But he felt that this kind of person was the most hateful.
Self-esteem, self-righteousness, high-mindedness, but eyes are high!
"Just you?"
"Hehe, but the frog at the bottom of the well dares to point out the country and scold Fang Xuan?"
"To be a man, you must be self-aware, you must know that everyone will talk loudly, pigs and dogs will!"
Shui Qianzhan imitated Wang Ce's words, and directly replied.
Wang Ce's face was gloomy for a while.
"You dare to scold me?"
Shui Qianzhan said it very cleverly, and did not directly scold him as a pig and dog, but also indirectly said that he was a pig and a dog.
The attack is not strong, but it is extremely insulting.
Shui Qianzhan is not false at all.
He thinks that this kind of hypocritical dog should be ordered a little, so as not to fix all these things that are not there.
"I'll just scold you for what? Do you dare to do it in the Holy Land of Daluo? ”
"Believe it or not, the will be typed out for you?"
Shui Qianzhan replied coldly.
Wang Ce's face was gloomy and ugly.
Shui Qianzhan is right, he really can't do it here.
Otherwise, it will cause extraneous branches and delay the right thing.
"Hmph, I don't care about you junior!"
Wang Ce snorted coldly, and then did not say anything more.
Seeing that Wang Ce was honest, Shui Qianzhan couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief, after all, the other party's cultivation was above him, and if he really wanted to make a move, he would definitely suffer a loss.
But he bet that the other party would be hindered by his identity or scruples, so he would not make a move on him.
Besides, even if he really started to do it, he would be sure to save it, at most he would just run for his life, these places are full of people from the Daluo Holy Land, and if he enters a temple casually, there will be elders here.
The group did not speak along the way.
But Wang Ce's eyes flashed with cold light.
Soon came to the front of the Jiuyang Palace.
And Chen Qingyang was holding a chicken feather blanket in his hand at this time.
He's thinking about one thing, to see if he can turn this chicken feather blanket into something like dust, and it's good to turn waste into treasure, isn't it?
But he thought about it for a long time, but he didn't come up with a way.
The chicken feather blanket handle is small, the same as the handle of the dust, but the dust is hard in the front and soft in the back, and this chicken feather blanket is a stick in addition to the fluffy chicken feathers.
In the end, I had no choice but to give up this idea.
At this time.
"Your Majesty, they're here." Xiao Liu walked in and said.
Chen Qingyang was stunned for a moment, it came quite quickly.
"Okay, let them in."
Chen Qingyang had already stood up as he spoke, his chicken feather blanket and hands pinned behind him, his eyes glanced out of the door faintly, and several figures quickly swept over.
The two people at the forefront were Weng Shijun and Shui Qianzhan.
There were a few people behind them, most of them also escorting them.
"Disciple Shui Qianzhan has seen the teacher!" Shui Qianzhan directly knelt down and kowtowed three times, and even Liu Qingfeng on the side felt a little thrilled.
"Teacher Wan An!"
Belch......
Chen Qingyang was stunned.
It's still as brazen as before.
He didn't say that he wanted to accept him as an apprentice, but he regarded himself as a disciple.
Alas, this man, can you still have a face?
"I've seen Elder Chen."
Weng Shijun is very normal.
"Hmm!"
Chen Qingyang nodded slowly.
"You are Chen Qingyang."
Wang Ce, who was beside Weng Shijun, said directly.
"Hehe, I thought you had three heads and six arms, it looks like you're just an ordinary person!"
Well?
What's going on with this man? How is it weird?
"My intention here today is very simple, Elder Haiming of the Xingyue Holy Land, he wants to accept Weng Shijun as an apprentice, I am her guide, if you can win me, then I will have no complaints!"
Chen Qingyang was quite speechless.
He looked at Weng Shijun.
"Elder Chen, he is here himself." Weng Shijun's face was not very natural.
In fact, the whole thing has nothing to do with her, she didn't even bring her own entourage on the way here, and she met Wang Ce halfway.
The other party was stalking, she couldn't get rid of it, and the other party even followed all the way to the Daluo Holy Land.
"Okay, let's talk."
Chen Qingyang's hand was put down, holding the chicken feather blanket, ready to be put into the storage ring.
Wang Ce stared at the chicken feather blanket with his eyes, and was suddenly stupid.
The face was directly scared into an emoji.
(ΩДΩ)!!