"I finally know now why you are true disciples!" After hesitating for a long time, as if he was demented and stupid, he finally took a deep breath, looked at Song Hai, and sighed softly.

Is it profound? too profound!

A true disciple is a true disciple, there will be no trace of water, innate is not the only standard, there is innate strength, just do it!

This point is understood by the idiot, and it is very profound.

The two people opposite him are just one who is not an opponent at all, let alone another Zhou Yi who seems to be ordinary and sits ordinary!

From just now, the movements and demeanors of the two of them are like idiots, and they understand that among the two, the one who is in charge is the one who sits, not the one who fights with himself!

Obviously, the one who is sitting is stronger, well, at least the odds are greater!

Even the one who fought with himself was so strong, so ......

If you don't continue to think about it, it doesn't make much sense.

"The little monk won't participate in this matter, I don't know if the donor can return the Zen staff to the little monk!"

"Oh!" Song Hai was waiting for his answer, but he didn't want to wait for this, so he shook his head and handed him back the Zen staff: "Here!"

"Then the little monk will take his leave!" As he spoke, he took the Zen staff, turned around and left, this Autumn Leaf Lingzhi, he gave up, although he still has hole cards, but, this is meaningless, the strength of the two has proved that they are qualified to have!

"What a profound internal skill!" As soon as the idiot left, Zhou Yi and Song Hai didn't have time to do anything else, and another monk walked in from the door.

The monk was dressed in a gray monk's robe, with a big bald head, a smile, admiration in his eyes, and a roll on his back, looking at the two of them.

"Are you?" Did you come so quickly? Zhou Yi sighed, frowned, and asked.

"Poor monk Mingzhen!" The monk replied while looking at the two of them, his eyebrows were thin and green, his face was immature, his chin was extremely smooth, and the fluff did not grow in the coming year, obviously not very old.

is not very old, and has deep internal strength, where is this demon!

Ming Zhen didn't show it on his face, but he was lamenting in his heart, from the time when Ru Idiot appeared just now, he also came, such a fool fought with Song Hai, such a fool may be shocked, but the most shocked is him!

The idiot may not have discovered it for the time being, but Ming Zhen understands that from the appearance of Song Hai holding the Zen staff in one hand just now, it is easy and easy, plus it is only the acquired realm, which shows that it is at least a hundred years of internal strength, and even, Ming Zhen feels that he still thinks less!

Adventures, Ming Zhen also has it, once ate a hundred-year-old Zhu Guo, and had to increase his internal strength for thirty years, plus he has a good talent, he just practiced in the Bodhi Academy, and only stayed for three years, and then went to the first-class secret realm, until now!

He has practiced the Bodhi Monastery Zhenyuan Method, the Bodhicitta Sutra, and the Thousand Leaves of Great Compassion for Learning, and has been 18 years old, and he is now 23 years old.

But even so, he only cultivated eighty years of internal strength!

He once thought he was good, although the fate is not against the sky, but it is not bad, there may be better opportunities than his own in this world, the talent is strong, but even if it is strong, it will not be strong, his eighteen years of hard work, I believe that it will never be worse than anything, and the difference is almost the same!

This concept, until just now, he had always thought so!

However, Song Hai's strong internal force, like a mountain, defeated his persistence, self-confidence, and effortlessly!

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, how could he have dared to believe that there was such a person in this world, at this young age, if you look closely, at most fifteen or sixteen years old, he has more than a hundred years of internal strength, which makes him embarrassed!

"Alas~" Thinking of this, Ming Zhen not only sighed, the gap between people and people really can't be compared, if it weren't for today, he would definitely not believe that sentence!

The difference between man and man is greater than that of a man and a pig!

Speaking of which, although Ming Zhen and Zhou Yi and Song Hai have become scum!

However, if you compare him with the idiot, then the idiot will become scum!

Both of them are congenital, but one has an internal force of only thirty years, and the other has eighty years, a difference of thirty years!

are all true legends, although the idiot can't survive a move in Song Hai's hands, but he is also in the hands of Ming Zhen, and he can't survive a move!

"You want this too?" Zhou Yi pointed to the box on the table and said softly.

is different from the first time, when he said this, at this time, when he said this, Zhou Yi was extremely confident, and his words were full of domineering.

"Wealth is moving, this autumn leaf Ganoderma lucidum is really rare, and the poor monk really can't let it go!" Hearing this, Ming Zhen smiled, reached behind his back, opened the roll he was carrying, and took out a roll of small cyan flags.

The small flag is rolled, one finger thick, looking like this, if it is unfolded, it is about the size of two palms.

Ming Zhen took the small flag and smiled at Zhou Yi: "Although I don't want to admit it, I can't help but admit it, this is really a sad thing!"

"In terms of martial arts, the poor monk is really not the opponent of the two of you, and even this benefactor!" Ming Zhen glanced at Song Hai: "The poor monk is not sure of winning, let alone you!"

"It's just that the poor monk doesn't want to give up, Akiba Lingzhi!" Ming Zhen's fiery eyes glanced at the wooden box on the table, with a hint of greed in his eyes.

"So, you have hole cards!" Zhou Yi was noncommittal to Mingzhen's words, his eyes fell on the small flag he was holding, his pupils shrank, and he felt a dangerous aura.

What is this?

It looked like an ordinary flag, but when it fell in Zhou Yi's eyes, it made the pores on his whole body open in an instant, and his muscles tense instantly, dangerous, very dangerous!

"Is this the basis for what you said this?" Zhou Yi tightened his gaze, glanced at the small flag, and turned his head to look at Ming Zhendao.

No one has ever been able to give him this feeling, even when he is not so weak congenitally, after the innate truth of the idiot is passed in, the reason why he still dares to sit on the stool safely is precisely because it does not give him a sense of danger.

As it turned out, his senses were right, and he was astonishingly weak.

But Ming Zhen is different, since he walked in, Zhou Yi felt a sense of danger from him, but Zhou Yi secretly observed for a long time, but he didn't find what the danger of Ming Zhen was?

It wasn't until Ming Zhen opened the small flag and shook it out that he realized that it was this, and it was this ordinary little flag that had always brought him a sense of danger.

Since coming to this world, his five senses have been strengthened, and his feelings about anything can be regarded as facts.

Now, this little flag brings him the courage of danger, which shows that this little flag can hurt him!