Even if Cheng Wencai recovered his golden elixir cultivation, his lifespan was shortened and his essence was depleted. No matter how much he cultivated, his cultivation was limited. What's more, even if there was no loss, he, a mere golden elixir master, could stay in Baidu on such an occasion.
Outside the circle, he is already at his limit. He is still far from being able to eliminate demons and protect the Tao.
Yang Chen's irony made Cheng Wencai even more angry. If Cheng Wencai hadn't suffered from previous losses, he might have practiced the Dragon Fetus Soul Nourishing Technique. But during that time, he happened to be replenishing his original source, so he could only watch.
He looked like he had missed a good opportunity. When the truth came out, he cried out that it was a dangerous situation.
However, once there is prejudice, people will have thoughts that they shouldn't have. In Cheng Wencai's eyes, not only did he not be grateful to Chunyang Palace for reminding him in time, but he felt that Chunyang Palace's reminder was not firm and thorough enough, but it harmed everyone.
Taking into account Yang Chen's personal anger, Cheng Wencai became even more angry. At this moment, he did not care about the cultivation of the Golden Pill Master, and sneered directly at Yang Chen: "It's good that you are self-aware. Even a small Chunyang Palace dares to speak nonsense."
To slay demons and protect the Tao? It’s better for you to watch here honestly than for you to go inside and embarrass yourself!”
In his voice, Chunyang Palace was also scolded. As soon as these words came out, not only Yang Chen, but also Gao Yue was angered. Gao Yue was already a hot-tempered person who protected his shortcomings, not to mention Yang Chen, a disciple.
I once had a spiritual practice with him, and he did a lot of things for her, Wang Yong, and Chunyang Palace. How could he allow Cheng Wencai to be so presumptuous?
"Fellow Daoist Cheng, if you don't take back your words, even though Gao Yue is a prostitute, he will not tolerate Fellow Daoist Cheng slandering me, Chunyang Palace, and belittling my disciples of Chunyang Palace!" Gao Yue's face was straight at that moment, and he blurted out the words.
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"What, is Cheng Mou wrong?" Cheng Wencai sneered again: "You two masters and disciples are watching the show hundreds of miles away? How many of you, Chunyang Palace, are really fighting in the front?
In the end, let alone slaying demons and defending the Way, I won’t even be able to touch a hair on the demon head’s body.”
Before Gao Yue could counterattack, Cheng Wencai continued: "In the great catastrophe of magic power, all sects and sects in the world suffered heavy losses, but you, Chunyang Palace, were the only one who was unscathed. If you hadn't been in cahoots with Demon Lin, you would have been killed."
I didn’t have the guts to come into contact with magic skills in the first place. How can I become an immortal if I have such courage? If I were you, I would quickly retreat into your eyebrows and be a tortoise, lest I lose my life in vain.”
"Senior Cheng, I wonder if you are guilty of saying that Chunyang Palace and Lin Demon are collaborating together?" Before Gao Yue could speak, Yang Chen had already asked in a deep voice: "Is this your own intention, or is it the Taitian Clan's?
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"No matter who it is, you are of no use here. You should just turn around and cultivate your Taiping Immortal!" When it comes to the sect, Cheng Wencai dare not speak casually and can only vaguely mention it, but the words in his words
This kind of contempt is not concealed at all: "Lest we can't get things done here, but we will make things worse!"
"So, Senior Cheng thinks that our master and apprentice will get in the way?" Yang Chen's tone became more and more gentle, and he still maintained the title of senior, but those who are familiar with Yang Chen knew that Yang Chen was already angry.
"Of course you are a burden!" Cheng Wencai said unceremoniously. He was not only surrounded by more than a dozen brothers of the Golden elixir master, but also an uncle who was in the Nascent Soul stage. He was really not afraid of Gao Yue's falling out in a verbal dispute.
After confirming this, Cheng Wencai said more and more arrogantly: "If you don't succeed enough, you will fail more than you can do. You can't even touch a devil's hair. How dare you talk about exterminating demons and defending the way?"
"Then if this junior really touches Demon Lin's hair, what will Senior Cheng say?" Yang Chen followed Cheng Wencai's words and asked with a smile.
"How could such a thing happen?" Cheng Wencai did not answer Yang Chen's words, but just sneered: "How dare you speak big words even if you are a junior at Foundation Establishment?"
"Junior is not talented, but I would like to make a bet with Senior Cheng." Yang Chen still smiled and said: "Junior bets that he can touch the hair of Demon Lin. I wonder if Senior Cheng dares to take it?"
"What are you betting on?" Cheng Wencai's eyes lit up, and he asked hurriedly as if he realized that this was an opportunity to humiliate himself presented to him by Yang Chen.
"If the junior loses, the junior will kowtow to the senior and admit his mistake and admit that he is a burden!" Yang Chen seemed to be forcing himself to the point of despair, and directly made such a bet: "How?"
"Okay! Then let's make a bet!" Cheng Wencai and the surrounding Taitianmen disciples seemed to smell the fishy smell of flies, and the expressions on their faces became wonderful. Chunyang Palace has gained such a great reputation, if they can use Yang Chen's help to make it
If Chunyang Palace is so embarrassed, it is also a wonderful thing.
"However, if this junior wins, what bet does Senior Cheng plan to make?" Yang Chen did not give Cheng Wencai a chance to take advantage of the situation and asked directly: "Kowtow, bet, kowtow, how about that?"
"You, a foundation-building disciple, don't kowtow enough!" Cheng Wencai was not fooled and shook his head directly.
"What if you add me?" Gao Yue stood up in time. She had great trust in Yang Chen: "If Yang Chen loses, I, the master and the disciple, will kowtow to you and admit their mistakes."
"Okay! In that case, if Cheng loses, I will kowtow to you and admit my mistake!" Gao Yue is also a master of Jindan, so Cheng Wencai naturally has no reason to shirk. However, he does not think that he will lose, and he is very arrogant.
He laughed loudly and said: "When the time comes, Cheng will invite relatives and friends and wait to see you two kowtow to me!"
There were so many people present, and there was no need to give high-fives. Everyone was a master of the golden elixir, and there was no talk of deadbeats. Soon, the news began to spread among the monks.
A junior in the Foundation Establishment stage also wanted to touch the hair of Demon Lin. He was so bold and arrogant that he even tried to block the reputation of his master. When others heard this, they immediately shook their heads. It was natural for them to think like this.
"Yang Chen, if you dare to lose, I will kick you out of the door and refuse to recognize you as my disciple!" Gao Yue was also really angry and ordered Yang Chen to win. Even though she didn't know her disciple at all.
Is there any way to do it, but she doesn't think Yang Chen will lose. This is the instinctive trust that Yang Chen brings after his continuous miracles.
"Then what if the disciple wins? What are the benefits?" Yang Chen enjoyed the atmosphere between him and Gao Yue and asked with a smile.
"What do you want?" Gao Yue rolled her eyes at Yang Chen and asked slowly.
"My disciple is not talented. I want to ask Master to promise me something!" Yang Chen's heart moved, and he suddenly felt blessed and made a request directly.
"Okay!" Gao Yue agreed without asking what it was about.