Xu Chenguang's words were returned to Chen Yang's original state.

"Chen Xuanyang! What's the point of being arrogant?"

"My senior brother built the foundation twice, and next time he will definitely be able to build the foundation in one fell swoop. What level are you in? Your seven orifices have only been opened for less than a month. What qualifications are you qualified to say such things to my senior brother?"

A disciple said angrily.

"Two foundation building?" Chen Yang couldn't help but laugh: "I was proud of not being able to successfully build the foundation two times?"

"If it were me, I could build the foundation in one go."

"What's more, I can defeat your senior brother in less than a month of my seven orifices. Do you think I'm not qualified enough? It's ridiculous."

He found it difficult to understand this person's brain circuit.

Everyone felt embarrassed when they heard it.

The weak defeats the strong, which is worthy of praise.

As expected, today's battle will not only hinder the idea of ​​revitalizing the momentum of Confucius Temple, but will also make Chen Yang a topic of conversation for everyone after dinner.

"Who knows what shameful means you used!"

"The illusory figure just now, I think you used magic spells!" the disciple snorted.

The uncle who led the team scolded: "Shut up!"

But it's too late.

"Bang!"

Chen Yang slapped him in the face, grabbed the man's collar, lifted him up from the ground, and said indifferently: "What did you say?"

"I……"

"Zhen Zhenren!" Zhou Peng, the uncle who led the team, hurriedly said: "It was because of my Confucius Temple that I was not well-disciplined and was confused. I apologized to Zhenren Chen on behalf of my disciples and asked Zhenren Chen for forgiveness."

Such words are simply a traitor.

I had already lost someone, but now I say this, I really lost someone and lost the battle.

"Isn't discipline?" Chen Yang snorted heavily. The power of faith had not disappeared. At this moment, his anger, his majestic aura made Zhou Peng feel a little pressure and his shoulders were heavy.

"I won you openly in front of thousands of fellow Taoists, but your disciples in Confucius Temple slandered me as a demon?"

"If you don't discipline well, will you reveal it?"

Zhou Peng asked: "How does Zhenren Chen want to solve it?"

The fault is them. They must cooperate with Chen Yang's request at this time.

I have lost someone for a while and can't continue to embarrass you.

Chen Yang said: "Simple."

He raised his hand and pointed at Lingshan: "Let him face Lingshan and kneel down!"

Zhou Peng's face changed: "Zhen Chen..."

"I think I'm too much?" Chen Yang said expressionlessly: "My master has brought me to his subordinates in his seventies. He has devoted all his efforts to cultivate me into a human being. Before he was alive, he did not forget to instruct me to continue the incense of Taoism."

"As I was so young, I devoted myself to the Taoist sect. In one year, I made the Lingshan Taoist Temple famous Yangling Mountain. Along the way, everything I did was visible to heaven and clear to the earth, and all the officials could check it."

"Now, I have defeated you twice, but I am the name of the Demonic Way!"

"Say something to me, I'm not well disciplined!"

"Haha, what a poor discipline, how a poor discipline!"

"My master has been raising me for nearly twenty years and the Taoist sect has cultivated me for more than twenty years. Because you, if you are not disciplined in the Confucius Temple, you will be sent to the eighteenth level of hell. How unfair is I, Chen Xuanyang?"

"Buzz!"

"puff!"

Chen Yang suddenly drew his sword and inserted it into the ground forcefully. Then he shook his wrist and threw the disciple to the ground, scolding him: "Kneel down!"

This disciple only felt that his body was about to fall apart, and the severe pain was indescribable.

He gritted his teeth and said unwillingly: "I won't kneel!"

Zhou Peng said: "Zhen Chen..."

"Kneel down!" Chen Yang interrupted and shouted again.

"Don't kneel!" The disciple was still stubborn.

Chen Yang held the hilt of the sword and said coldly: "Don't kneel down, I'll kill you today. I see who dares to say a word!"

"Zhen Zhenren!" Zhou Peng saw that he had aroused his murderous intention, and knew that this sentence seemed to cause great anger to Chen Yang.

"Wang Qun, kneel down!" Zhou Peng said with no choice.

"Uncle Master!"

Zhou Peng said: "How does your master teach you on weekdays?"

"If you fail to change it, it is called a mistake. A gentleman's fault is like the eclipse of the sun and the moon; if you fail, everyone will see it; if you even look up to it, everyone will admire it."

Wang Qun pursed his lips, still unwilling to do so.

He didn't want to bow his head to Chen Yang.

It's not that I don't know that I've said the wrong thing.

But at this moment, if he doesn't kneel down, Chen Yang will really take action.

He just couldn't let go of this face.

But Zhou Peng gave him a step. Although the steps were too small, why did he implicate the Confucius Temple?

"I was wrong, I'll kneel!"

Wang Qun bent his knees and knelt down directly.

Zhou Peng said: "Zhen Chen, I have no guidance in Confucius Temple. Now I have knelt down and admit my mistakes. Can I reveal it?"

Chen Yang said: "Today's business, today's end."

"If he dares to get up before today, I will cut his legs."

"After today, I will not pursue all grudges."

Then he pointed to the bone sword inserted beside him: "Don't think I'm telling a joke. He dares to raise the sword, and the sword will not forgive me!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the center of the lake.

A group of people in the Confucius Temple looked as ugly as constipation.

He is going to make Wang Qun kneel until tomorrow.

Zhou Peng wanted to turn against him, but he believed that even if he took action, he might not be able to take Wang Qun away safely from Chen Yang.

"Uncle Zhou, did you really make Junior Brother Wang Qun kneel down all the time?" asked the other disciples.

"I call the master and ask them all to come over. I don't believe it. Chen Xuanyang dares not give me the face of Confucius Temple!"

This disciple took out his cell phone and was about to call the phone.

"Have you made enough trouble?"

"Uncle Zhou..."

"Put your phone away."

Zhou Peng said calmly, glanced at Chen Yang who had already walked up to the lake, and said, "Wang Qun was wrong first, and he gave someone a lesson. Chen Xuanyang would just suck his mouth today, and I wouldn't stop him."

"But he has already kneeled down."

"This is his own reason."

Zhou Peng said: "Let him kneel and go back after the early morning."

The disciples stopped talking.

There is something wrong first.

Because of this mistake, they couldn't be tough on Chen Yang.

Zhou Peng said: "Take the morning light back first."

"I won't go back." Xu Chenguang sat on the ground, shook his head and said, "Come and go together."

"Um."

Zhou Peng didn't say anything, let him go.

He sat aside and waited.

Today, their Confucius Temple faces were really lost.

If they had a fallen out with Chen Yang because of a Wang Qun, then if they were spread, they would not only be embarrassed, but would implicate the reputation of Confucianism.

The crowd gradually dispersed, but the discussions did not stop.
To be continued...