My brother is obviously strong but he likes to develop

Chapter 292

"exist!"

"I'm here!"

"My ancestor's hall is here!"

"Third Brother Zu'an Hall, please give orders to the suzerain!"

"..."

One after another voices roared from Jiuyang Peak and Zu'an Hall.

At the same time, one by one figures rose into the sky.

Zu'an Hall, sharpen a sword in ten years.

Unsheathed again today.

Everyone.

All invigorated.

Damn, I can swear like hell again!
I have been holding back for ten years.

ah ah ah ah ~~~~
"Target Fu Tiancheng, spray me!"

Chen Chang'an came to the formation of Ximen Protectorate.

With a faint smile, he opened his mouth and said.

Then, a group of disciples of Zu Antang started.

"Fu grandson, come, come, meet your grandpa, I'm Dabin Bang, do you know why grandpa I chose such a name? Because..."

A disciple stepped forward, pointed at Fu Tiancheng's face, and said very straightforward words, Fu Tiancheng swayed angrily.

Recently, Zu'an Church has split into many schools.

There are straightforward and rude types.

It is the kind of non-artistic method of spraying people, which can be understood by ordinary people and does not require any level of writing.

"Tiancheng, I'm your father. Of course, if you don't want to recognize me, you can call me Dad. When I separated from your mother, you were only three years old. It's really hard for you..." Another disciple started up.

This disciple is the story flow.

It's that kind of eloquent.

They don't use dirty words, but they can make up a person's origin and parents, and a book can be published by cursing a person once.

Especially Fu Tiancheng, who has a celestial body, is a proper protagonist who doesn't have to run away.

Of course, there may be a little green on the top of the head.

"Fu Tiancheng, I can't do it. My mother doesn't love me, my father doesn't love me, and I was born ugly. If your parents see you as a ghost or a human, they will throw you into the Tianxianmen. It hurts people if you don't go up and down, don't teach how to behave, don't give gifts, and play every day~~It hurts!"

Then another disciple came up.

This is a rap type. While cursing, the tone and speed of speech are controlled rhythmically. It can be called a jingle type.

There are many, many genres to follow.

For example, the single-push and complex double-push methods invented by Xiao Fengqing before.

This type is somewhat similar to the jingle type, but it is better than a sentence, and it is also catchy when sprayed, which is to test the students' writing skills.

I won’t mention them one by one here ([-] words are omitted in the method of spraying people!).

These words were poured into Fu Tiancheng's ears indiscriminately.

He shuddered.

Lips are trembling.

Oh my God!

Who are these people?

How can you scold people better than me?

What sect did I offend?
Fu Tiancheng was stunned.

As for those cursing words, he didn't take it seriously. As a born troll from another world, he has done many things, such as cheating on other people's spirit stones, pretending to be a passer-by before going back, and quietly listening to the cheated scold him.

Cursing online with those who have been cheated.

and many more.

He's been through it all.

He also fought many victories.

but now.

He felt unprecedented pressure again.

These people have various methods of spraying others, forming a school of their own.

They...how could they be so daft!

Oh my God!
Fu Tiancheng was dumbfounded.

For a moment, the mind suffered a strong shock.

too strong.

The disciples of Nine Yang Sect are really too strong.

So much fun!

It is simply not the same style as Tianxianmen.

So invincible!

I like it!

Fu Tiancheng trembled, knowing that he had failed today, and he couldn't win against these people.

It is even more impossible to learn from these people and spray back.

Because of those single bets and double bets, he doesn't know how to tell the story.

If you confront each other rashly, you will only be dragged into the opponent's rhythm.

"Calm down, calm down, Fu Tiancheng, you must calm down, you are so good, you can definitely win this game, you can!"

soon.

Fu Tiancheng calmed down.

Start learning, start thinking, how to spray people's art.

But... It's a pity... Although he has a strong talent in cultivation, everyone is a genius-level figure when he sprays people. No matter how evil Fu Tiancheng is, he can't be the opponent of these ordinary disciples who have honed their swords for ten years.

Enlightened for two hours.

Fu Tiancheng stood up.

The whole person looked a little depressed.

The technique of double-betting and single-betting cursing is too complicated.

The more I study, the more I fall into that kind of extreme weird thinking that insists on rhyming.

Such gain outweighs the loss, and it is impossible to be as smooth as those disciples in the sect, and it will happen naturally.

"Terrible, these people are really scary, that disciple just now rhymed 108 times, my God, how did he do it?"

midair.

Fu Tiancheng grabbed his hair with both hands, his face flushed, and he was in great pain.

His thinking is extreme.

I really want to try rhyming swearing.

However, his ability to perceive vowels is too poor, and he will not be able to do it for a while.

"You just wait for me, I will definitely come again!"

finally.

Fu Tiancheng retreated in embarrassment and retreated to Yunyang City.

He has to study hard in Yunyang City to master this strange rhyming method of swearing.

……

"This kid just left? Stop scolding?"

The sky above Jiuyang Peak.

Looking at Fu Tiancheng who left, Chen Changan fell into deep thought.

He didn't know Tian Cheng well.

I don't know what this kid will do next.

"Just to be on the safe side, I'll meet him, and I can't let him mess around in Yunyang City!"

After making up his mind, Chen Changan walked out of the sect guarding formation and also came to Yunyang City.

soon.

He saw Fu Tiancheng buying stinky tofu at the gate of Yunyang City.

The kid didn't do anything.

Just eat stinky tofu.

And gave money back.

Did not bully mortals.

"Hehe, it's interesting!"

Touching his chin, Chen Changan smiled faintly.

He still has a good impression of monks who don't bully mortals. At least they have strength and status, and even have the power of life and death. They can still maintain a normal heart, which is already admirable.

Changed faces.

Chen Changan stepped forward.

He said to the hawker, "Boss, give me ten pieces of stinky tofu!"

"Keep the change, please!"

Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding ~~~~
Throwing four silver coins on the peddler's cart, Chen Changan laughed.

Then, he looked at Fu Tiancheng who was still eating stinky tofu.

This kid ate red chili oil all over his mouth.

With relish, fast and steady.

"It's so delicious, how about two yuan?"

Chen Changan laughed.

"Huh?" Fu Tiancheng looked at Chen Chang'an, and found that he was ordinary, and he didn't look very rich, so he said, "Don't eat it, it's fine if your mouth stinks, and you don't have any money!"

"Hehe, it doesn't matter, I invite you!"

Chen Changan laughed.

"You invite me? Bro, I don't think you look very rich. Why did you invite me?"

Fu Tiancheng didn't find any clues, and smiled.

"Because I see that you are extraordinary, young master. You look like a dragon and a phoenix among people. I really want to get to know you. Of course, if you don't want to, then just pretend I didn't say anything!"

Chen Changan continued to smile lightly.

(End of this chapter)