Peerless Martial God's Rebirth

Chapter 136

"Count me in." Yang Xin has no interest in refining pills and utensils, and only regards it as a very fun thing.

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

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

Zhu Yiping didn't even look at Yang Teng. "Put down the pill, leave your name and wait."

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

After quitting the crowd, Yang Xin asked, "didn't you say your pill was hard to take, so you gave it to him."

Yang Teng smiled: "don't worry. It's not too late to wait for the first round of selection."

Yang Xin had to wait patiently. Fortunately, there was only half an hour limit and it passed soon.

There were also monks who did not return in half an hour. They panted back with the jade bottle, but found that Zhu Yiping had announced the end of the registration.

The friars who lost the opportunity were unwilling to fail like this and begged Zhu Yiping to give them another chance. They were holding pills in their hands, but the preparation time was not enough.

Zhu Yiping said calmly, "the opportunity has been given to you, but you haven't grasped it. No wonder others."

We all know the truth, but the opportunity is in front of us, but we lose it. Who can watch others become zilou disciples happily, and lose the election just because they are late.

The monks are still begging Zhu Yiping.

Yang Xin shook his head and said, "these people are pathetic enough. They just lost their chance when they came a step late."

Yang Teng didn't speak. This is the so-called opportunity. In that life, he happened to have pills with him and met the purple building venerable to recruit disciples.

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

Without that chance, maybe he was an ordinary friar, and finally disappeared like millions of friars.

"Maybe this is the best chance in their life. They missed it and ruined their whole life," Yang Xin whispered.

After listening to Yang Xin's words, Yang Teng was touched at the bottom of his heart.

After looking at the monks who were still begging, Yang Teng couldn't bear to come to them, "Several Taoist friends, it's a rare opportunity to worship under the purple building venerable, but it's not the only way in life. Even if you pass the first round of selection, there are two rounds later. I observed that you are not suitable for alchemy or weapon refining. It's better to take advantage of your early death and work hard to cultivate. Your future achievements may not be very poor."

"What are you talking about!" immediately a monk was furious and stared at Yang Teng with red eyes.

Originally, everyone had lost the opportunity. The young man said that they were not suitable for cultivating utensils and alchemy. Doesn't that mean they don't have enough talent.

Zhu Yiping looked up at Yang Teng. The young man was a little interesting. He wanted to see how Yang Teng handled it. Obviously, the monks were angry and would not let him go easily.

Yang Teng said calmly: "You only see the glorious side of being an alchemist and a tool maker, but you don't know that no matter what kind of skill you need to endure endless loneliness. Sometimes refining a furnace of pills and a tool needs to endure silently for several months, and you can't stop in the middle. Some more advanced tools even take many years to complete. Moreover, if you want to be the strongest, alchemists and tool makers are not among them."

Throughout the ages, no alchemist has stood at the peak level. Although there are alchemists at the level of emperor, they do not become emperor by Alchemy.

Yang Teng's words annoyed Zhu Yiping. "Your ambition is not small at a young age. Listening to your words clearly means that you despise Shizu!"

Good! Several monks secretly applauded at the same time. They asked you to mind your own business and annoyed Zhu Yiping. There is absolutely no good fruit to eat.

Zhu Yiping said angrily, "since you despise my Shizu, you don't have to participate in the selection."

One sentence disqualified Yang Teng.

Yang Xinqi was about to come forward and argue with Zhu Yiping. He was stopped by ximenye. "Don't panic, miss xiner. The young master will certainly be able to deal with the situation at hand."

Once Yang Xin has passed, you don't have to think about it. It must be a big deal. Yang Teng can't be a disciple of the purple building venerable again.

Yang Teng looked at Zhu Yiping. "Where did you come from? I despised master zilou!"

Zhu Yiping was speechless, and Yang Teng did not say such a thing.

"What I said is just a fact. Even if master zilou is here, I still say so. Alchemy and weapon refining are both skills, but they are not the only way to the strong, nor the way to become the peak!"

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

"You!" Zhu Yiping pointed at Yang Teng angrily. "Here I has the final say, I said that you would never be a disciple of purple house if you said you'd cancel your qualification."

Yang Teng smiled. The purple building venerable invited many disciples. There were countless disciples under the door. Naturally, the good and bad were intermingled, which also caused many disciples to be arrogant.

"Well, you're so generous. If you take my pill and say you're disqualified before the selection starts, you're not afraid to go back and be punished!" Yang Teng shouted.

"Punishment? Joke! Isn't it just to drive away a arrogant and ignorant young man? I don't believe it. Who dares to punish me!" Zhu Yiping really didn't take Yang Teng seriously.

"Ha ha!" Yang Teng laughed loudly, "Zhu Yiping, dare you say this to Yi Hua!"

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

"Who are you? How do you know the master's name and what's your purpose?" Zhu Yiping was confused. After he came to Tianfeng City, he never reported his name.

It was not easy for the boy to say his name and point out that his master was Yi Hua.

Yang Teng pretended to be mysterious. "It doesn't matter who I am. I just reported my name. I just thought, do you dare to report it to Yi Hua? Of course, even if you don't report it, Yi Hua may know about it in the future. I don't know how he will deal with it at that time."

Zhu Yiping's heart pounded and pointed out that his name and master's name were not a shocking event, but the young man had no respect for master and shouted one by one. What does that mean!

Zhu Yiping is not stupid, nor can a fool become an alchemist.

After thinking for a while, Zhu Yiping made a move that shocked everyone and came to Yang Teng. Zhu Yiping respectfully and deeply saluted, "Taoist friend, forgive me for my offence. If you are a friend of zilou, please forgive me."

There was an uproar around. Since Zhu Yiping announced the selection of disciples, he has been arrogant and defiant. Now he is so respectful to a young man, but the young man also signed up to join the purple building door.

Who is this boy?

Yang Teng looked at Zhu Yiping. Zhu Yiping's character was quite good, but he was a little impetuous. If he could restrain this, he could make some achievements in the future.

If Zhu Yiping is called according to the generation of that generation, he should be called a martial uncle. Yang Teng, like Yi Hua, is a disciple of the purple building venerable, and his generation is one generation higher than Zhu Yiping.

But now Yang Teng is not worshipped by the purple building venerable. Naturally, he is not Zhu Yiping's martial uncle.

"I've heard that the venerable zilou is a generous elder. He is very strict with his disciples. Your temper is a little impetuous, which will affect your understanding of alchemy." Yang Teng didn't go on.

In this case, if it comes from an elder, it may be nothing, but Yang Teng's saying Zhu Yiping is too much.

According to Zhu Yiping's consistent performance, it must be hit with a big mouth.

Zhu Yiping's face was very ugly. Qiang suppressed his anger and threw a fist at Yang Teng: "thank you for your advice!"

Ah? That's it.

The friars around didn't understand what was going on, but Zhu Yiping let the boy go!

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

what? That's it?

The friars were even more puzzled. Could this disciple of the purple building be cheap and pass the first round of selection as long as he was scolded?

Of course, this can only be said in his heart. No one can take Yang Teng's courage to scold Zhu Yiping, and no one has the ability.

Yang Teng smiled and stood aside with Yang Xin.

"Is he really a disciple of zilou?" Yang Xin was suspicious.

Yang Teng smiled and said nothing. He took out a piece of animal skin and wrote some words on it. Yang Xin looked aside and found that it was about alchemy.

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

The rule is very simple. There is an alchemy furnace next to it. Let each monk who has paid the elixir pass by, stick his hands on the alchemy furnace, and then turn Reiki into spiritual fire.

Zhu Yiping watched, but he didn't explain why.

The first friar put his palms on the alchemy furnace and began to convert Reiki into spiritual fire as instructed.

Yang Teng knows that this is a necessary condition for an alchemist. If this process cannot be completed stably and smoothly, there is no need to practice alchemy.

"You can go down," said Zhu Yiping, pointing to the first friar.

The friar didn't dare to ask more and went down honestly.

"You stand over there." Zhu Yiping told the second friar to come to Yang Teng.

In the next selection, most monks went to the other side, and there were only three people in Yang Teng's side.

Some people seem to understand that the friars on Yang Teng's side are likely to be the selected disciples, and those on the other side are the ones who lost the election.

However, too many people have lost the election. So far, only five people have been selected, including Yang Teng and Yang Xin.

Soon, all the monks who paid the pill were selected. Everyone was quietly waiting for the result. Everyone wanted to guess wrong. They passed the selection instead of the boy.

Zhu Yiping said loudly, "when the selection of disciples is over, I want to say one more thing. Passing the first round of selection does not mean that you will become a disciple of the purple building."

Then he pointed to Yang Teng and said, "you five go with me. The others are scattered."

"What! It's over! I gave you four medium-grade pills. You said it was over. Give me back the pills!" when you heard that you didn't want to be a disciple of zilou, someone immediately shouted for pills.

Zhu Yiping's face sank. "This is the rule agreed in advance. The four pills are the entry fee. They will not be refunded whether they pass the selection or not! If you are not convinced, just come to me!"

The name of zilou disciples is not to scare people. Zhu Yiping was in a good mood and was scolded by Yang Teng. He was full of anger and had no place to vent. He didn't mind letting these people know the power of zilou disciples.

"No! It can't end like this. If you don't return the pill to me, I'll go with you," said a friar.

Zhu Yiping suddenly smiled, turned to Yang Teng and said, "you say how to deal with this matter."

Yang Teng didn't even think about it. "Are you not a disciple of zilou?"

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