Rebirth of the Peerless Martial God

Chapter 136: Beating Zhu Yiping

"Count me." Yang Xin didn't have any interest in alchemy and refining, and only regarded this as a very fun thing.

Simon's ambition said that the eldest lady's playfulness came up again.

Yang Teng calmly squeezed in from the crowd, holding two jade bottles in his hand.

Zhu Yiping didn't even look at Yang Teng, "put down the pill and leave the name, and waited aside."

Yang Teng didn't say much, put the pill in front of Zhu Yiping and reported the names of himself and Yang Xin.

Withdrawing from the crowd, Yang Xin asked puzzledly: "Didn't you say that your pill is not easy to take, just give it to him."

Yang Teng smiled slightly: "Don't worry, wait until the first round of selection begins."

Yang Xin had to wait patiently, but fortunately there was only half an hour limit, and it passed quickly.

There were also monks who didn't have time to return within half an hour. They ran back panting with a jade bottle, only to find that Zhu Yiping had announced that the registration was over.

The monks who had lost the opportunity were unwilling to fail like this, begging Zhu Yiping to give another chance. They had the medicine in their hands, but they didn't have enough time to prepare.

Zhu Yiping said with a sullen face: "The opportunity has been given to you, but if you don't grasp it, then no one can blame others."

I understand the truth, but the opportunity is right in front of him but lost. Who can watch others beamingly become a disciple of the Zilou, and lose the election just because he is one step late.

The monks were still begging Zhu Yiping.

Yang Xin shook his head and said, "These people are pitiful enough, but they lose the opportunity if they come a step late."

Yang Teng didn't speak. This is the so-called chance. In that lifetime, he happened to be carrying the pill, and he met Venerable Zilou to recruit disciples.

It was that chance that changed Yang Teng's life, and even affected this life.

Without the chance of that time, maybe he was just an ordinary monk, and he would end up as stunned as millions of monks.

"Perhaps, this is the best opportunity in their lives. If they missed it, it will be ruined in this life." Yang Xin said in a low voice.

After listening to Yang Xin's words, Yang Teng's heart was touched.

Looking at the few monks who were still begging, Yang Teng couldn't bear it, and came to a few people, "It is a rare occasion for a few fellow Taoists to worship at the door of Venerable Zilou, but it is not the only one in life. Even if you pass the first round of selection, there will be two more rounds later. I have observed that some of you are not suitable for alchemy or refining. It is better to die this mind as soon as possible. The future achievements of hard work may not be very good. difference."

"What are you talking about!" Immediately, a monk was furious, staring at Yang Teng with red eyes.

Originally, everyone had already lost the opportunity, but this young man even said that they were not suitable for cultivating tool art and alchemy. Doesn't that mean they are not talented enough?

Zhu Yiping raised his eyes to look at Yang Teng. This young man was a bit interesting. He wanted to see how Yang Teng handled this matter. Obviously these cultivators became angry and would not let him go easily.

Yang Teng said calmly: "You only see the glorious side of becoming an alchemist and a refiner, but you don't know that no matter which skill you need to endure endless loneliness, sometimes you can refine a furnace of pill refining. An artifact has to endure silently for a few months without stopping. Some more advanced artifacts can even take years to complete. Moreover, if you want to become the strongest, the alchemist and the refiner are not among them."

Throughout the ages, no refiner has stood at the peak level. Although there are alchemists at the emperor level, they have not become emperors by alchemy.

Yang Teng's words aroused Zhu Yiping's displeasure, "You have a lot of ambitions at a young age. Listening to your words clearly means to despise Master!"

it is good! Several monks secretly applauded at the same time, letting you take care of your business, and annoyed Zhu Yiping that there is absolutely no good fruit to eat.

Zhu Yiping said angrily: "Since you look down on my master, then you don't have to participate in the selection."

One sentence disqualified Yang Teng.

Yang was about to come forward and argue with Zhu Yiping, but was stopped by Ximen Ye, "Miss Xin'er, don't panic, the young master will definitely be able to deal with the situation in front of you."

Once Yang Xin passed, there was no need to think about it, this matter would definitely be a big deal, and Yang Teng would definitely not be able to become a disciple of the Venerable Zilou.

Yang Teng looked at Zhu Yiping, "Where did your words come from? How can I despise Senior Zilou!"

Zhu Yiping was speechless, but Yang Teng did not say such things.

"What I said is only the facts. Even if Senior Zilou is here, I still say this. Alchemy or refining is a skill, but it is not the only way to the strong. It's not a way to become a peak existence!"

Zhu Yiping was speechless by Yang Teng, his face changed again and again.

"You!" Zhu Yiping pointed at Yang Teng angrily, "I have the final say here. I said that if you disqualify you, you will never be a disciple of the Zilou!"

Yang Teng laughed. Venerable Zilou recruited many disciples, and there were countless disciples under him. Naturally, the good and the bad were uneven, and many disciples were despised.

"Is that right? You have a big tone. You dare to say that you are disqualified before you start the selection. You are not afraid to go back and be punished!" Yang Teng shouted.

"Punish? A joke! Isn't it just driving away a arrogant and ignorant junior? I still don't believe it. Who dares to punish me!" Zhu Yiping really didn't take Yang Teng seriously.

"Hahaha!" Yang Teng laughed loudly: "Zhu Yiping, do you dare to tell Yi Hua!"

what! Zhu Yiping was suddenly stunned on the spot as he was struck by lightning.

"Who are you! How do you know the master's name? What is your purpose!" Zhu Yiping's head was confused. After arriving at Tianfeng City, he never reported his name.

The boy was able to say his name and pointed out that his master was Yi Hua, which was not easy.

Yang Teng pretended to be mysterious, "It doesn't matter who I am. I have already reported my name just now. I just thought, dare you report this matter to Yi Hua. Of course, even if you do not report it, maybe Yi Hua will do it in the future. I'll know about this. Then I can't say how he handles it."

Zhu Yiping's heart thumped and pointed out that his name and Master's name were nothing shocking, but the young man had no respect for Master, and he yelled Yi Hua one by one. What does this mean!

Zhu Yiping is not stupid, and it is impossible for a fool to become an alchemist.

After thinking for a while, Zhu Yiping made a move that shocked everyone, and came to Yang Teng. Zhu Yiping respectfully gave a respect, "This fellow Taoist, I forgive my disciple for offense. If it is a friend of Zilou, it is Please forgive the daoists."

There was an uproar in the surroundings. From the moment when he announced the selection of his disciples, Zhu Yiping was so proud and defiant. Now he is so respectful to a young man, but this young man also signed up to join the Zilou gate.

Who is this boy?

Yang Teng looked at Zhu Yiping. Zhu Yiping's character was not bad, but he was a little impetuous. If he could restrain this, he could achieve something in the future.

If he is called according to the generational name of that life, Zhu Yiping should call him an uncle. Yang Teng, like Yi Hua, are both disciples of Venerable Zilou, a generation older than Zhu Yiping.

But now Yang Teng has not worshipped the Venerable Zilou, so he is naturally not Zhu Yiping's uncle.

"Venerable Zilou is a generous elder. He has strict requirements on his disciples. Your temperament is a little impetuous. This will affect your understanding of alchemy." At this point, Yang Teng did not continue.

In this case, it might be nothing if it came from an elderly person, but Yang Teng said that Zhu Yiping was too much.

According to Zhu Yiping's consistent performance, a big mouth is bound to pass.

Zhu Yiping's expression was extremely ugly, and he suppressed the anger in his heart and gave Yang Teng a fist: "Thanks for your advice!"

what? That's it.

The monks around hadn't figured out what was going on, and Zhu Yiping actually let the young man go!

"You, and you, you two passed the first round of selection and stood there." Zhu Yiping pointed to Yang Teng and Yang Xin and said.

what? Can this pass?

The cultivators are even more puzzled. Could this disciple of the Zilou be so cheap that he can pass the first round of selection as long as he scolds him?

Of course, these words can only be said in the heart, no one can take the courage of Yang Teng to tell Zhu Yiping, and no one has this ability.

Yang Teng smiled and stood beside Yang Xin.

"Is he really a disciple of the Zilou?" Yang Xin was somewhat suspicious.

Yang Teng smiled silently, took out a piece of animal skin, and wrote some words on it. Yang Xin looked at it and found that it was about alchemy.

Next, Zhu Yiping officially started the first round of selection.

The rules are very simple. There is an alchemy furnace next to it. Let every monk who has paid the pill to pass by, put his hands on the alchemy furnace, and then turn his spiritual energy into spiritual fire.

Zhu Yiping watched by the side without explaining why.

The first monk put his palms on the alchemy furnace and began to transform the spiritual energy into spiritual fire as instructed.

Yang Teng knew that this was a necessary condition for an alchemist, and if he could not complete this process steadily and smoothly, there was no need to practice alchemy.

"You can go down now." Zhu Yiping pointed to the first monk and said.

The monk didn't dare to ask more, and went on honestly.

"You stand over there." Zhu Yiping told the second monk to come to Yang Teng's side.

In the next selection, most cultivators went to the other side, and Yang Teng had only three people.

Some people seem to understand that the monks on Yang Teng's side are likely to be selected disciples, and those on the other side are unsuccessful.

However, there are too many people who lose the election. So far, only five people have been selected. This still includes Yang Teng and Yang Xin.

Soon, all the monks who paid the pill were selected. Everyone waited quietly for the result. Everyone wanted to guess wrong. They passed the selection here rather than the teenager.

Zhu Yiping said loudly: "This time the selection of disciples is over, let me say one more thing. Passing the first round of selection does not mean that you will definitely become a disciple of the Zilou."

Then he pointed to Yang Teng and said, "The five of you will go with me, and everyone else will leave."

"What! This is over! I gave you four middle-grade pill. You actually said it's over, return the pill to me!" Hearing that he had no hope of becoming a Zilou disciple, someone suddenly shouted for help. Elixirs.

Zhu Yiping's face sank, "These are the rules stated in advance. The four medicines are the entry fee and will not be refunded regardless of whether they pass the selection or not! Whoever is not convinced, please come at me!"

The name of the Zilou disciple is not to scare people. Zhu Yiping was in a good mood. Yang Teng was reprimanded by Yang Teng with a stomach full of anger and no place to vent. He didn't mind letting these people know how powerful the Zilou disciple was.

"No! I can't just end it like this. If I don't return the medicine, then I'll follow you." A monk said shamelessly.

Zhu Yiping smiled suddenly, turned around and said to Yang Teng: "You said how to deal with this matter."

Yang Teng didn't even think about it, "Could it be that you are not a disciple of the Zilou."

"Let's go, it doesn't matter if they are willing to follow!" Zhu Yiping smiled strangely.