Chapter 179 One-Eyed Ten Thousand Years, the Emperor's Fart!

"Who?" came the weird voice of the cheap cat, and Yang Zhen was taken aback when he heard it.

Wang Meiling also glanced at the cheap cat unexpectedly, smiled and said again: "It's Master Su!"

A look of surprise and uncertainty flashed in the eyes of the cheap cat, staring at Wang Meiling for a moment, muttering to himself: "Master Su, I didn't expect that there are still people who practice star performance!"

Yang Zhen was confused and asked curiously: "Who is Master Su, why do you look surprised?"

The cheap cat pouted, but did not answer this question, but looked at Wang Meiling with great interest.

Wang Meiling took a deep look at the cheap cat, and explained to Yang Zhen: "Su Shi is an extremely rare way of cultivation. He is good at deducing the number of stars. It is said that Su Shu Chengdi can see through the past and future with a glance of thousands of years. .”

Yang Zhen's eyes widened all of a sudden, he looked at the cheap cat in surprise and asked, "Is there really such a wicked way?"

The cheap cat laughed strangely, and said: "Don't ask me, I don't know, and I have never seen a guy who has become an emperor with a long-term technique, how can I know if they can look at them for ten thousand years?"

Yang Zhen stared at the cheap cat suspiciously. He didn't know why, but now he felt more and more that the cheap cat might have a lot of background. In this state, it may be because he has lived too long and his head is showing off.

However, monks like Su Shi really surprised Yang Zhen. He didn't expect that there would be such a powerful profession in this world, and he could look at ten thousand years. Isn't it just a moment in their eyes? ?

Seeing Yang Zhen's bewildered face, the cheap cat curled her lips and said, "Boy, don't be obsessed, let's not talk about whether those Sushu emperors can look at ten thousand years, if they really can, this ability won't surprise you like this, right?" , you must know that the legendary emperor lived for more than ten thousand years."

Hearing the words of the cheap cat, Yang Zhen suddenly realized that it was so, he was really stunned just now, and applied the concept of time on the blue planet to this.

If a person suddenly appeared on the earth who could see thousands of years at a glance and see through the thousands of changes in the world, it would be frightening to death.

It's different here. Yang Zhen doubts that the bastard, the cheap cat, may also be able to achieve "one thousand years at a glance". Although this guy doesn't have this skill, he might really live for as long as ten thousand years.

The longer the time, the more ancient mysteries are left behind.

On a small earth, countless mysteries are left for future generations to seek, not to mention here.

After figuring this out, Yang Zhen regained his consciousness.

"what?"

Two whispers of surprise came at the same time, and Jianmao and Wang Meiling looked at Yang Zhen in surprise.

"What do you see me doing?" Yang Zhen asked strangely.

The cheap cat didn't answer this question, but Wang Meiling gave a wry smile and said, "Actually, I didn't particularly agree with Su Shi's words at first, but after meeting you, I felt more and more that Su Shi's words were very correct."

Yang Zhen blinked and asked, "Am I someone with great luck?"

Wang Meiling nodded.

The cheap cat looked at Yang Zhen up and down, wondering what the hell he was thinking.

Now Yang Zhen is also a little curious about his luck. Thinking about it now, his luck seems to be good all the time, but there are a lot of troubles. This... is also called a person with great luck?

Thinking of this, Yang Zhen doubted whether the old master was a magic stick. If his so-called "great luck" hadn't been too talented, he would have died several times long ago. Troubled great luck is also called Great luck?

Yang Zhen suddenly remembered Wang Meiling's original intention, and asked curiously, "By the way, what exactly do you want from me?"

Hearing this, Wang Meiling took a deep breath and said, "I want you to go to Hailongchi with us!"

During this period of time, Yang Zhen's ears were almost full of topics such as Hailongchi and the Great Emperor's Monument.

In Hailongchi, there is a huge stone tablet. It is said that the Emperor Donghuang once sat in front of the stone tablet for a while. There is a hint of earth breath on it, which has attracted countless people to flock to it, and they all want to feel something in it.

But year after year has passed, let alone comprehend something about the great emperor, many monks have not even comprehended it, and many people's enthusiasm has faded away.

Just when everyone was wondering whether the Great Emperor's Monument was something that the Great Eastern Desolation Emperor had sat on, a piece of news came again, which completely detonated Hailongchi.

The Emperor Mark of the Great Eastern Desolation appeared. Although it was only a flash in the pan, many people still saw it with their own eyes. On the Great Emperor's Monument, there seemed to be blood flowing in it, exuding an incomparably mysterious aura.

It is said that the monks who saw the marks of the Eastern Desolate Emperor, no matter what their cultivation level, all fell asleep for three days before waking up.

What makes people feel weird is that after these people woke up, apart from being able to draw a crooked emperor's mark with their memory, they couldn't remember anything about the stele.

If it weren't for the fact that these people drew the Didi Marks at different times and places, everyone would have thought they were lying.

After all kinds of investigations proved fruitless, more and more monks were attracted to Wanhua Island in the East China Sea this time, and it has been bustling till now.

Yang Zhen was dumbfounded when he heard this, these people are really interesting, a Emperor Mark who can't think of anything, the stone tablet where the emperor sat on his ass, makes people feel like smelling a fly in the crack of an egg, all of them are like this Come on, how boring is this?

This kind of thing, if it wasn't for the strange Emperor Mark that also appeared on Yang Zhen, Yang Zhen wouldn't even be interested in it.

Yang Zhen looked at Wang Meiling with a strange expression and asked, "Follow you, what do I need to do?"

Wang Meiling seemed to have sensed the change in Yang Zhen's attitude, and said with a chuckle, "You don't have to do anything, just follow us, and you can also participate in the opportunities you encounter when the time comes."

Yang Zhen was stunned, this woman regarded him as a mascot.

After hesitating for a moment, Yang Zhen curled his lips and asked, "What is this Great Eastern Desolation Emperor? It's really so miraculous. You can leave the breath of the Great Emperor just by sitting next to the stone. What else can you comprehend?"

To be honest, Yang Zhen is not very interested in this kind of legend. Up to now, he just wants to figure out what the emperor mark on his body is all about.

Wang Meiling was stunned when she heard the words, but she stopped talking, and the cheap cat laughed and said with a snort: "Boy, don't look down on the emperor, let alone walking by the stone, even farting there can make you laugh." You have been comprehending for ten or eight years."

"Damn it, can you stop being so vulgar?" Yang Zhen said angrily.

The cheap cat laughed strangely, and said: "The words are not rough, don't you believe it, if the old master really values ​​you so much and says you have great luck, I think it's better for you to go to Hailongchi, maybe you will By luck, I can comprehend some unique skills."

"What is unique knowledge?" Yang Zhen asked curiously.

The cheap cat rolled his eyes, smiled meaningfully, and said slowly: "There is a kind of martial skill that transcends any rank and classification in the world. This kind of thing is a unique skill in the hands of ordinary monks. In my eyes... it's the Emperor Art!"

Oh, upon hearing this, Yang Zhen's eyes lit up. If there is such a 'unique skill' as the cheap cat said, it is simply a 'big move'.

Thinking about it now, he really doesn't have any big moves, no wonder he always feels so awkward when fighting.

The emperor's fart can really make ordinary monks comprehend for ten or eight years?

Thinking of this, Yang Zhen smiled strangely, and said with great interest: "Maybe that Emperor Mark really came out of the Eastern Wilderness Emperor."

The cheap cat froze for a moment, quacked and laughed strangely, looked at Yang Zhen and said, "Then your last life, or the last life, or the last life, could it be that the Emperor Donghuang was killed by a fart?"

"Damn, why don't you run away!"

"Help, the person who was killed by the fart is abusing small animals!"

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In the grove, Wang Meiling's expression was shocked, and she looked at Yang Zhen and the cheap cat who were getting further and further away with a look of horror.