Yang Hong and the other three soon returned to the team and continued to line up. They really dared not disobey the young people coming out of Fangcun Mountain.

"You know these people?"

In front, the young man who was undergoing the test looked at Yang Yu and asked with his spiritual sense.

Yang Yu was slightly stunned, and then quickly responded in his mind: "I don't know you, I seem to have no memory of anything I had before coming to Fangcunshan."

"Maybe it's because of my amnesia, your head... seems to have been knocked."

The young man's eyes flashed. He thought about it. When he just saw Yang Yu's talent yesterday, he found that Yang Yu did have some injuries on the back of his head.

"Uh, have you been knocked on?"

Yang Yu was silent for a moment, then shrugged and responded indifferently: "It doesn't matter. I guess my life in the past is not so happy. From now on, I will join the Immortal Master and abandon the world."

“It’s better.”

The young man smiled slightly and did not continue to transmit messages, but began to test his talents seriously.

Amnesia is also a blessing, just like having already cut off the world and only remembering the things in Lingtai Square Mountain, the future practice of practicing Taoism may result twice as much with half the effort.

Yang Yu shrugged. He was indeed not interested in the memory of Journey to the West's world, and he was even less interested in the royal palace in the border area.

"Next one, Zhou Tong."

Soon, the young man's voice sounded, and it was the turn of these three who mocked Yang Yu again and again.

"Haha, it's my place."

The young man named Zhou Tong sneered, shook his long sleeves, walked towards the youth with a high spirit, and glanced at Yang Yu coldly.

That kind of arrogance, that kind of contempt, and that kind of disdain are vividly expressed in this look.

"Silly Thirteen."

Yang Yu curled his lips and complained.

However, the young man Zhou Tong didn't hear it, and there was no time to listen. The young man had already handed a ball to Zhou Tong in front of him.

"Put your hand up. If you have practiced, you will release your power. If you have not practiced, just wait a few minutes. The spirit test bead will automatically sense your talent."

The young man spoke lightly, like an immortal who was not as good as a worldly fireworks, and did not show any indifference to these people targeting Yang Yu.

"After practicing for a period of time, I have a certain foundation."

Zhou Tong immediately spoke and placed his palm on the spirit test bead.

However, he did not expel his strength, and he had not yet cultivated it. As for what he said just now, he was just farting just to show off.

After waiting for a few minutes, the young man from Fangcunshan frowned, the spirit test bead was gone, and then he looked at Zhou Tong, shook his head and said, "You go back, don't try to practice anymore. You can't enter the path of cultivation, and the immortals and Buddhas can't save you."

"What?"

At this moment, Zhou Tongru was struck by lightning, his face turned pale, and he couldn't believe the words of the young man in Fangcunshan.

His father was a guest official of the border prince's mansion, a great monk, and extremely powerful.

How could he not be able to practice with such a father?

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. What does Taoist priest mean that you can't even say that immortals and Buddhas cannot be? Also, my father is a Jindan monk, how could I not be able to practice!"

Zhou Tong's face became very ugly, staring at Fangcunshan's youth, and his voice opened hoarsely.

"Immortals and Buddhas cannot do it either. It means the ancient Buddha in the West and the great immortals in the heavenly court cannot allow you to embark on the path of cultivation. You can only be a mortal for the rest of your life."

The young man from Fangcunshan spoke lightly, looked at Zhou Tong, and explained calmly: "As for your father is a monk, this is normal. His father cannot influence his descendants."

"But this is impossible. My father is the ninth guest minister of the border prince's palace, a real great monk, and I am his son."

However, Zhou Tong still couldn't accept it.

His father is so strong, and his father has no dog and son. How could he be a waste who cannot even practice?

"Get out, the immortal master chooses his disciples, don't mess around."

Fang Cun Shanqing Young waved his hand and directly drove Zhou Tong to the end of the team and sat on the ground.

"Okay, next one."

The young man from Fangcunshan spoke faintly and looked at the next person.

"Sun Ming!"

The second of the three young men stepped forward, wearing martial uniforms, with a strong stance.

He glanced at Yang Yu and Zhou Tong in a faint way and smiled proudly.

Three minutes later...

"Well, he is another person who cannot practice."

The young man from Fangcunshan looked at the dull spirit-testing bead and shook his head. Sun Ming was the same as Zhou Tong.

"impossible!"

Sun Ming's face was pale and he couldn't accept it.

He... was unable to practice, he was a waste!

"Two wastes, embarrass my palace in the border town!"

In the end, the little prince Yang Hong stepped forward and had a sense of majesty. He was definitely the son of the prince's mansion and the younger prince.

"Beast, please be optimistic and let you know what is the true orthodox bloodline and the real genius of the border prince's mansion!"

Yang Hong stepped forward, glanced at Yang Yu and the two people who were walking with him in a cold look, and his face was very cold.

"Pretend to be fucking Thirteen, don't wait to be another waste who cannot practice."

Yang Yu looked at Yang Hong's arrogant expression and spoke speechlessly, with a hint of anger.

Yang Hong is now just an ordinary person, and he is not afraid of him at his full talent.

At worst, come and fight!

"snort!"

Yang Hong snorted coldly, placed his hand directly on the spirit test bead, and began to wait quietly.

He likes to slap facts in the face!

One minute...

Two minutes...

Three minutes...

However, the Spirit Testing Bead was always dull and no light appeared.

"If you can't practice, go home as soon as possible."

The young man from Fangcunshan looked at Yang Hong, then looked at Zhou Tong and Sun Ming again, with an extremely strange expression.

"What!"

Yang Hong was shocked, looking at Fangcunshan’s young man, opening his mouth, unable to believe it.

"Go."

The young man in Fangcunshan didn't want to explain anything, anyway, it would be correct that he was the same as that Zhou Tong.

"Bang!"

Yang Hong appeared next to Zhou Tong and Sun Ming, his face sluggish.

The two people next to them had a gloomy face.

The three of them were all nobles in the border royal palace and the eunuchs’ house, but they were all wastes that could not be practiced?

A few minutes later, it was finally Yang Yu's turn.

Looking at the young man in Fangcunshan, Yang Yu placed his hand on the spirit test bead, then smiled slightly, and said, "Master Taoist, good job, thank you for teaching these three people a lesson."

The young man in Fangcunshan heard Yang Yu's whisper, and twitched his lips and said, "This spirit test bead is a treasure given by his master. I don't have the ability to control his test results."

The young man in Fangcunshan still doesn’t know why Yang Yu thanked him.

However, the test results that Yang Hong and the other two were unable to practice were not what he did, because he really couldn't control the spirit test bead.

Moreover, he has not had a good relationship with Yang Yu so much that he can help Yang Yu change other people's test results, so Yang Yu is a little narcissistic.

"ah?"

Yang Yu was stunned, then looked at Yang Hong and the other two with a changing face, extremely gloomy face.

These three are real waste?

"laugh!"
Chapter completed!