But in fact, whether Chen Yang or Lao Wang, I really don't think that the sixth-rank Taoist ancestor is a man of bull-b.

It's not that they are crazy, but because they are both less than two thousand years old.

That's right, it's less than two thousand years of training.

In the world of cultivation, if some people have practiced for two thousand years, they may not have reached the Mahayana stage of the mortal state.

But what about them?

It came from a mortal, the starting point was too low and too low, all the way from the mortal to the immortal, to the god-man, then to the supreme god, to the god, and finally to the realm. Now it is the ancestor!

In less than two thousand years, they became Taoist ancestors, so the two really didn't pretend to be -b. If they were given another thousand years, or even less than a thousand years, they would definitely be able to reach the level of sixth-grade Taoist ancestors.

In other words, this Zhou Yourong's father, I am afraid that he has been a good starting point since he was young, right? And it's definitely a supreme resource, right? You definitely practiced for countless years, right?

So the first six Taoist ancestors, pretend to be a chicken with them.

If you want to say it is the 9th rank, the two may be a little jealous: Oh, the 9th rank, the highest level of Dao Ancestor!

But the first and sixth grade...The two really didn't take it seriously.

This is related to the practice environment and life experience.

At this time, I heard Old Wang breaking his fingers and saying: "The Sixth-Rank Dao Ancestor is the seven Dao. I have two Dao now. If nothing else, within three years, or even within one year, it will be done again. One way!"

"So I have three ways, and three ways are second-rank. Then even if I don't have the resources and have no adventures, I will be able to achieve a sixth-rank Dao ancestor within 800 years with a 20% discount."

"So 800 years later, we can all hang her dad!"

"Eight hundred years?" Chen Yang rolled his eyes: "You are a tortoise, so slow to practice?"

"If it takes eight hundred years to reach the sixth-rank Taoist ancestor, you might as well cast a bubble-urine to drown yourself."

"Didn't I predict, it will not exceed 800 years at the latest, so I can't talk too much."

"What about you, do you estimate that you will become a Dao ancestor in a few hundred years?"

"Hundreds of years?" Chen Yangsi said with a smile: "A few hundred years to reach the sixth rank, then I might as well drown myself with a bubble-urine."

"Puff~" with a cry.

Zhou Yourong, who was tied to the ground, finally spewed a mouthful of old blood!

She can't listen anymore, these two lunatics, these two are mentally ill, these two pretend to be -b-guilty!

Bragging king, bragging is not taxable!

"What's the matter?" Chen Yang raised his eyebrows at this time: "We chat, why are you vomiting blood?"

"She should be shocked!" Old Wang said with a smile: "She should have been shocked to hear that we practiced so fast!"

"Shocked?" Chen Yang blinked!

"Puff~" Old Wang almost vomited blood this time: "You **** is too dirty, shocking your sister!"

"Haha."

After speaking, the two laughed loudly.

Zhou Yourong already had an idea of ​​biting her tongue and committing suicide. She couldn't listen to it anymore, and she was shocked and bleeding.

These two people are not only crazy, but also sick.

Sick, stupid, not enough brain.

These are two real idiots, how come their own dignified Miss Zhou's fall into the hands of these two idiots?

At this time, Lao Wang said again: "Don't get dirty, do you think, how many can you reach the sixth-rank Taoist ancestor?"

Lao Wang asked very formally, not like joking.

Chen Yang thought for a while: "I haven't thought about the specifics, but it won't be more than fifty years. If you don't become a sixth-rank Taoist ancestor in fifty years, then you can't mix."

"If there is an opportunity, but it can't be paid, then make a bet!"

"What are you betting on?" Chen Yang asked puzzled.

"Bet on who of us will be the first to become the sixth-rank Taoist ancestor in fifty years." Pharaoh said brightly, "Dare you gamble?"

"There is nothing to be afraid of, what is the bargaining chip?" Chen Yang asked rhetorically.

Lao Wang stood up abruptly and said, "In fifty years, whoever can reach the sixth-rank Taoist ancestor first will let whoever beat him up. It won't work. There will be no counter-attack and no counter-attack."

Chen Yang waved his hand: "What a bet? Add one. Who can become a sixth-rank Taoist ancestor first, the other party will eat the other party's stinky socks and eat a pair."

"Oh~"

Lao Wang almost vomited, and then looked at Chen Yang's feet, and cursed: "You are a great Taoist ancestor. You still have to cure your stinky feet?"

"I do, dare you bet!"

"Dare, what's not to dare!" Old Wang said fiercely, "In fifty years, whoever can become the sixth-rank Taoist ancestor can beat the other party at will, and the other party has to eat a pair of smelly socks, right?

"Deal!"

The two clap three times, and the bet is set.

You Rong was dumbfounded that week, these two were mentally ill, these two idiots, these two lunatics.

"Well, why didn't you just let me ask about the heavens?" Old Wang suddenly asked at this time.

Chen Yang thought for a while: "One is that Tianwaitian is very far away from us, and I really don't want to step on other people's sites anymore, so I don't want to ask!"

"The second one is stress!" Chen Yang said: "Knowing more will make me breathless, and it will make me confused about practice, doubt about nature, and doubt about the world. This will affect my Taoism. I don't want to know how other people are doing. I just want to cultivate my way. Just go forward. The so-called success, which river to cross, and which pair of shoes to take off!"

"It makes sense, so I won't ask anymore. You can take off your shoes when you cross the river."

"But this girl is not bad!" Old Wang scratched his chin~lightnovelpub.net~ Zhou Yourong shivered all over, really afraid of something, these two bastards, these two silly-b are really not good. Something!

"I want to send you off, it's not bad to go back to be a bed warmer!" Chen Yang laughed.

"I said she is not bad, who said she wanted her?" Lao Wang rolled his eyes: "She is still incomparable with my beauties, it's a lot worse."

Zhou Yourong raised her head in astonishment and stared at Pharaoh. She is worse than others?

At this moment, Chen Yang nodded: "Indeed, Zhou Yuhuang doesn't look very good!"

"Puff~"

"Puff puff~"

Zhou Yourong vomited three mouthfuls of blood this time!

That's right, this is really maddening, and there is no such thing as bullying!

The two were saying that she was ugly, that she was not into the stream, this...this...this is too bullying.

Lao Wang rolled his eyes and said, "You are quite angry, but I am telling the truth so much, you are really not that good!"

Chen Yang shrugged: "As if I didn't tell the truth!"

Zhou Yourong's eyes started to turn white, and she was so angry that she was going to lose her breath.

At this moment, Lao Wang stood up and said, "Come on, I'm leaving. Maybe the fate will be mine, hey!" Lao Wang said, patted Chen Yang on the shoulder and said, stepping into the void and disappearing!

Chen Yang took a deep breath, he was considering how to deal with Zhou Yourong!

Killing her is simple, but what's the point?

He mainly wanted to kill Zhou Yuhuang, the old lady, so this woman had nothing to do with Zhou Yuhuang.

Don't kill it, that would have offended her miserably. The two are already enemies and there is absolutely no possibility of resolving it. This woman may hate him and Lao Wang to death.

"Huh?" Just as Chen Yang was thinking about what to do with You Rong this week, suddenly, Lao Wang went and returned and flew directly out of the Jiangshan Sheji map.