Chapter 7 Cheap! How Cheap!
Hearing Duan Langcai's words, the two of them were startled.
Grandpa called, and it was obvious that the senior was not a pretentious person, so he was a little envious of Duan Lang immediately.
"Since senior didn't gain his name in vain, why are you so depressed and angry when you get hurt?" the woman surnamed Fang asked suspiciously.
A glimmer of admiration flashed in Duan Langcai's eyes, and he said, "When Master Master was still young, grandpa was already a famous figure for a long time. It's just that he was seriously injured in the forbidden area of life a few years ago and lost all his cultivation. Came to the Youzhou Continent to cultivate incognito, and now his injuries are healed, and he will be able to recover to the peak cultivation level within a few days."
At this point, Duan Lang sighed and said: "I just used the Ghost Shadow Sword once, and told Grandpa the method of Ghost Shadow Sword, and Grandpa pointed out six mistakes to me. His old man said that if these six mistakes Mistakes can be made up for, Ghost Shadow Sword can definitely reach the heavenly level, and even break through the heavenly level to reach the spiritual level quality, I begged hard, but he let me comprehend it by myself, if I can comprehend it, why would it be like this?"
The young man surnamed Lu sneered when he heard the words, and said, "Just believe what he says, and I can point out six mistakes to you."
"Lü, if you insult my grandfather again, I, Duan Langcai, will kill you even if I offend Jin Yangzong!" Duan Langcai gave the young man surnamed Lu a hard look.
The young man surnamed Lu curled his lips: "Am I wrong?"
"Right?" Duan Lang sneered, and said, "If you had seen how terrifying the ghost sword that Grandpa used was, you wouldn't have said that."
The woman surnamed Fang was shocked: "Senior also knows the ghost sword? Isn't the ghost sword the secret of the sword family?"
Duan Lang said with a wry smile: "Who says it's not, but what Grandpa used was indeed the Ghost Shadow Sword, and he suppressed his cultivation and used the sword at the sixth level of the Condensed Yuan Stage to hurt me like this, I dare For sure, the Ghost Shadow Sword that grandpa used is definitely at the heavenly level, even at the spiritual level!"
"What?" The woman surnamed Fang and the young man surnamed Lu turned pale with shock.
Heaven-level ghost shadow sword, so to speak, the ghost shadow sword that Duan Langcai practiced is not a real ghost shadow sword. The young man surnamed Lu looked at Duan Langcai gloatingly, and then said with a look of hope: "I don't know if the senior Can you know the Golden Sun Fist!"
Duan Lang sneered, and said, "That's my grandfather. Even my Master, the head of the Sword Sect, would respectfully call him Uncle when he saw him. Yang fist?"
"What's the big deal." The young man surnamed Lu curled his lips.
The woman surnamed Fang looked at Duan Langcai strangely, and asked, "Then what should you do?"
Duan Lang shook his head and sighed and said: "When I go back this time, I will tell the head master that I will retreat and concentrate on cultivation, and I must realize the heavenly ghost sword. Grandpa said, I will see you again if you are destined, I have a feeling , we will meet again sooner or later."
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After the three of them left, Yang Zhen poked his head out of the cave furtively, seeing that the three of them were no longer here, he walked out with confidence.
"It's developed this time!" Yang Zhen said to himself happily.
Not only did he raise the ancient scriptures of the Yuan Dynasty to the spiritual level, but he also got the spiritual marrow. Although he didn't get the red candle fruit, he actually tricked out the ghost sword, a heavenly skill.
Yang Zhen was in a happy mood, humming a ditty all the way back to Shangyuanzong.
Before he had time to rest, Yang Zhen got the news that the head master wanted to see him and asked him to rush to the main hall immediately.
Yang Zhen didn't doubt him, he knew that the reason why the head master wanted to see him was probably because the senior sister had practiced the heaven-level martial skill Dayan Fengleijian and the head master knew about it. After all, with the head master's strength, he could easily Perceived the fluctuations in the strength of the heaven-level martial arts on Changyue Peak.
After arriving at the main hall, Yang Zhen was taken aback by the group of people in front of him. When he saw a familiar figure in the crowd, his heart skipped a beat, he turned his head and walked out.
"Yang Zhen, since you're here, come in!" The voice of the headmaster Lu Chenghui resounded through the hall, and everyone's eyes turned to Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen turned around in embarrassment, scratched his head, and walked towards the hall again with an ooh.
"It's you!" An exclamation came, and Duan Lang pointed at Yang Zhen, as if he had seen a ghost.
"You are Yang Zhen? A disciple of Shangyuanzong?"
Yang Zhen grinned, and said hello to Duan Lang: "Oh, you are here too, what a coincidence."
I happen to be your mother!
Duan Langcai let out a strange cry, spewed out a mouthful of blood, knelt down in front of a middle-aged man, and wailed, "Master Master, you have to make the decision for Langcai."
This voice startled everyone, and they all stared at Duan Langcai dumbfounded, not knowing why.
Lu Chenghui looked at Duan Langcai with a strange expression, and asked in a strange voice: "Nephew Lu Xian is like this, why does he vomit blood when he sees my disciple?"
Sect... a disciple under the sect?
Duan Lang looked at Yang Zhen blankly, with a confused expression on his face. Yang Zhen was indeed a disciple of Shang Yuanzong, and he actually called so many times grandpa with an ordinary disciple of Shang Yuanzong?
Thinking of this, Duan Lang suddenly wailed, and the long sword in his hand suddenly burst into a ball of terrifying black light, rushing towards Yang Zhen angrily.
"I kill you!"
Duan Lang's talent was burning inside, blood rushed into his pupils, and he rushed towards Yang Zhen like crazy, the long sword in his hand was full of black light, and he ran like thunder.
Yang Zhen hurriedly hid behind Master Changyue, poked his head out and screamed strangely: "Master, is this man crazy?"
Master Changyue snorted coldly, and as he waved his hand casually, a mighty force slammed into Duan Langcai, knocking him back with a bang.
Duan Lang just fell next to the middle-aged man, and another mouthful of blood spewed out. He hugged the middle-aged man's leg and wailed continuously: "Master Master, it's him, it's him, it's him!"
"Our hero...Little Nezha?" Yang Zhen blinked and answered seriously.
puff!
Duan Lang just spurted out another mouthful of blood, like a fountain, spilling a large area on the ground.
"Langcai, restrain your mind!" The middle-aged man shouted in a deep voice, frowning and staring at Yang Zhen: "What's going on?"
Duan Lang took a deep breath, pointed at Yang Zhen and said, "He...he pretended to be my grandfather!"
Puchi!
Liu Ruoning, who was standing beside Master Changyue, laughed out loud when he heard this.
On Yuanzong's side, many disciples laughed along, looking at Duan Langcai with strange expressions.
Everyone on Shijianmen's side looked at each other in blank dismay, wondering what happened, why did senior brother Duan go out for a while, and an extra grandfather appeared out of thin air?
"Pretending to be your grandfather?" The middle-aged man was none other than the head of the Sword Guard Sect, Wan Quan!
Wan Quan pulled Duan Langcai up, and asked, "What's going on, isn't it a senior?"
Only then did Duan Lang slowly tell what happened in the cave, and the entire main hall was silent, and everyone looked at Yang Zhen in amazement.
cheap! It's simply too cheap, why didn't I realize that Yang Zhen is so cheap before, but...it's really funny!
I don't know who burst into laughter, and then the sound of fluttering continued, and all the disciples of Shang Yuanzong burst out laughing.
Even Liu Ruoning, who was always dignified and quiet, could not stand up straight from laughing, and beat Yang Zhen angrily.
Master Changyue pursed his lips, wanting to laugh but embarrassed, his shoulders trembling uncontrollably.
"It's unreasonable! It's unreasonable!" Wan Quan's face was ashen, and a terrifying blast burst out, sweeping the entire hall in the blink of an eye, pointing at Lu Chenghui and shouting: "Lu Chenghui, you understand what happened, if you can't do it today Give me an explanation for Shi Jianmen, I will never die with you!"