Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 162 Lazy Master, Genius Apprentice!
"Concession!" Cupping his hands, Jing Feng turned around with his sword in hand, and left the stage without waiting for the other party's answer.

On the fighting stage, Meng Li stood there awkwardly, with shame and anger on his face, but he was helpless.

"puff"

This resignation sounded nothing to others, but it fell into Duanchou's ears, but he couldn't control it immediately, and a mouthful of wine spewed out, attracting everyone's attention for a while, full of dissatisfaction.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Lin Xiaoyuan couldn't stand it anymore, quietly moved her position a little further, and asked.

After waving his hands, Duanchou smiled awkwardly, met everyone's eyes, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Duan was distracted and thought of some interesting things just now, which disturbed you all, it's okay, just leave me alone!!"

Seeing that Duanchou refused to speak, although the crowd didn't understand why he lost his composure, they didn't ask any more, and all focused their attention on Taoist Zui, to see which disciple he would choose to enter Shushan.

The reason why Duanchou couldn't help losing his composure was naturally because Jingfeng's confession made him laugh, and inexplicably reminded him of the martial arts culture of his previous life, which was extensive and profound.

Whenever you compete with others, the winner will always have to make a concession.

Little did they know that it was because of this sentence that the other party was stabbed again invisibly, killing people without blood, and being shady invisibly, one can clearly see that the other party's skills are not as good as others, but they still have to make a confession, forcing them to tell the truth , is really too insidious.

The embarrassment on the field was extremely embarrassing, Meng Li who was ashamed and angry was the best portrayal, even Ge Yiqiu who was sitting upright in the hall was also shameless, cold-eyed and speechless.

"Win!" Jing Feng walked up to the drunk Taoist and said lightly.

Turning over, the drunken Taoist narrowed his eyes and glanced at Jingfeng, nodded: "It's okay, I didn't embarrass me!"

After saying that, the drunken Taoist opened his mouth and took a breath, another stream of fine nectar and wine poured down from the white jade gourd, but he ignored the startling wind.

Jingfeng didn't take it seriously, and stood back to his previous position. He knew the temper of the drunk Taoist best, and it was a matter of course that he won, so he didn't have to expect awards and praises.

If you lose, I'm afraid it will be true as the drunken Taoist said, pack up your things and go back to Shushan immediately.

Yep, it's another wonderful pair of master and apprentice, everyone was speechless for a while, how could such a jerk master teach such an amazingly talented apprentice!
Seeing that the drunken Taoist had no intention of selecting disciples for a long time, he just drank alone. The small white jade gourd seemed as deep as an abyss, and the wine inside was endless, and the drunken Taoist has been wandering in the half-drunk and half-awake state. In between, the stomach did not see the slightest bloating.

Lu Xiangsheng couldn't help shaking his head, and reminded dumbfoundedly: "Shushan Sword Sect wins, Daoist Zui, you can choose a disciple on the Dragon Pattern Gold List."

"Huh! How did I forget this!!" The drunk Taoist patted his head as if he was sober, and said angrily.

Raising his eyes and scanning the six famous inscriptions on the list, the drunken Taoist seemed a little lost, and directly threw the fairy gate token to Jingfeng.

Under the puzzled eyes of the latter, the drunken Taoist said casually: "Forget it, you won this game, so you can pick it, choose whatever you like, and pick whichever suits you!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked, the hall was silent, and even Duanchou was speechless, unable to laugh or cry.

How did such a lazy person manage to reach the Origin Returning Realm?

Seeing this absurd scene in the distance, many monks shook their heads, showing puzzled faces, and even more indignant in their hearts.

Nodding expressionlessly, Jingfeng, under the surprised eyes of the crowd, directly matched the token of luck with the golden dragon of luck on the top of the hall. After a few breaths, the golden light filled the air, and a phantom of a golden dragon several feet long separated It came out and appeared in the void of the hall.

"Forehead"

With the system's mistakes and omissions, Situ Ling came first, and Duanchou didn't dare to underestimate anyone. Originally, he had some expectations, thinking that Jingfeng would be different, so the drunken Taoist asked him to hold orders to choose his disciples.

Looking at it now, this is not the case at all. Judging from the cultivation of the Cauldron Transformation Realm, it is rare to be able to condense a golden dragon shadow several feet long with one's own luck. Compared with luck, the two are simply far apart.

This also fully proves that Taoist Zui is not joking, he is just too lazy to choose, and let his disciples choose at will.

However, this is not over yet, Jingfeng's next move made everyone lose their temper completely, even Ge Yiqiu, who was unhappy in his heart, was dumbfounded for a while, with a surprised expression on his face.

As soon as the golden dragon shadow was separated, it flew towards the Dragon Pattern Gold List shaking its head, poking its claws towards the first Taoist name engraving on the list. The golden light rippled slightly, and the name engraving glowed with a faint golden light. flutter.

The first name engraved on this gold list is none other than Wu Zhang, who possesses a heaven-defying fate and a congenital lightning body.

"Huh?" Obviously he didn't expect that he couldn't disturb the opponent's name, Jing Feng frowned slightly, showing surprise.

In the end, under the weird gazes of hundreds of monks in the hall, Jinlong Xuying tried many methods, such as biting, pulling, or twisting, etc., but he couldn't shake the ranking at all. As if he understood something, he flew towards the second engraving.

The second inscription is Wu Zhe, a descendant of the Wu family from Shiwan Dashan.

This time, although it is not as unshakable as before, Jingfeng's fortune is only comparable to that of Wu Zhe. ingest.

In the end, Jingfeng chose to give up, and went directly to the third name engraved on the list. The words of the Tao were distorted, and the bright and dark glowed, and he wrote the three characters of Lu Honglang impressively.

Seeing this scene, all the real people shook their heads. This Lu Honglang has a dragon-elephant body and is the best body-training cultivator, but he is not what Shushan wanted. Choosing him is not only a waste of an excellent opportunity, but also a waste of time. Beads are suspected of tyrannizing talents.

"Yeah!" Jing Feng looked slightly happy, this time he clearly sensed that the other party's luck was weaker than his, and without hesitation, he raised his head and clawed to drag Lu Honglang's Taoist name engraved off the gold list, and rolled it back into the fairy gate order.

As the Taoist Zui said, Jingfeng is completely random in order, and he can choose whichever he can.

This time, even Lu Xiangsheng was completely speechless, with a wry smile on his face, he felt that he needed to calm down.

Throwing the fairy gate order back to Taoist Zui, Jing Feng said indifferently: "The choice is made."

"En." Casually placing the order of the immortal gate on the sapphire table, the drunken Taoist nodded calmly.

At this time, needles could be heard in the entire hall, and everyone stared blankly. The pair of ordinary and strange masters and apprentices remained silent for a long time.

"Drunk old ghost, why do you need a dragon-elephant battle body in Shushan?" Daoxuan couldn't help asking.

After taking a sip of Yuqiongjiang, the drunken Taoist stretched his waist, looked at Daoxuan and said, "Jingfeng chose him, which means that he has a predestined relationship with us in Shushan. I don't care if he is a dragon-elephant warrior."

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Daoxuan choked for breath, pointed at the drunken Taoist and was speechless for a long time.

(End of this chapter)