"So you all look down on this senior brother."

It has to be said that Chen Sheng does have his own set in this dialectical thinking, and Ye Qiang and other people are no match for him at all.

Originally, Ye Qiang and Tang Que were trampling on Chen Sheng in terms of dignity as servants and their encounters with Chen Sheng.

Deliberately humiliated Chen Sheng.

If Chen Sheng is angry, it means their humiliation is successful.

If Chen Sheng is anxious, it means their humiliation will take effect.

On the contrary, if Chen Sheng showed calmness, they would feel like they were hitting the cotton hard with one punch, and they would feel very uncomfortable all over.

This is a matter of emotional intelligence and speaking skills.

It’s like someone bullying the weak and maliciously mocking him, “You’re so disgusting.”

Not only did you not get angry or angry, you smiled and shrugged, and replied, "Is that so? Thank you for your praise. It seems that I did not do well enough and did not disgust you to death."

The other party is afraid that he will be choked to death in one breath.

Ye Qiang and Tang Que originally wanted to humiliate Chen Sheng, but Chen Sheng not only didn't care, but instead led them to the army.

Who is the eldest brother?

It's Xiao Che.

Who is Xiao Che?

A strong man in the God Refining Realm!

Are Tang Que and Ye Qiang really not interested in the dinner?

Of course not!

Just by receiving the invitation and being able to contact this senior brother for a while, they were already happy and frightened!

Besides, even if they really don’t have any interest, will they dare not go?

Chen Sheng's words were simply to scare them.

"You, you...you are all left with a sharp tongue!" Tang Que pointed at Chen Sheng and cursed anxiously, but deliberately put aside Chen Sheng's questioning and did not dare to discuss the name of the eldest brother.

Chen Sheng looked at him like a fool, and suddenly grabbed the broom and walked towards Tang Que, saying as he walked, "I am indeed better than you, a fool, but if you say I am the only one who has a sharp tongue and a sharp mouth, then I won't accept it."

"You have been in the sect for more than a year, right? According to the rules of Ningyun Sect, if I don't want to go to the dinner party tonight, it seems that I will challenge you now and defeat you, and I can become a formal disciple, and naturally I don't have to go to the dinner party."

"Well, yes, it seems quite simple." Chen Sheng grabbed the broom and continued to walk towards Tang Que with a smile, "Look, how about we fight here?"

Tang Que shook his face and choked, "I still have to prepare for the dinner tonight. I don't have time to spend time with you here."

After saying that, he didn't care about Ye Qiang and the others. He turned around and rubbed his back, not even caring about his injuries, and fled here in a panic.

Tang Que ran away. Although Ye Qiang and the others were unwilling to accept it, they were also scared by Chen Sheng. They left a few harsh words and disappeared.

Seeing the few people disappear, a cold feeling appeared on Chen Sheng's smiling face.

These people bully him, and he will definitely make the other party pay the price.

...

As usual, he swept the steps and went to the valley. In front of Old Mo, he calmly absorbed a ray of purple air into his body. After some refining, Chen Sheng woke up slowly.

Over the past few days, he would absorb a ray of purple energy into his body every day. Over the past few days, his entire physique has also changed significantly.

The most obvious part is that he can feel that the affinity of the spiritual power of his body and the surrounding heaven and earth is increasing rapidly.

In the past, although the spiritual power of heaven and earth could be sensed by him, there was always a layer of invisible and intangible veil between them.

It's always inaccessible.

But as strands of purple air entered his body, Chen Sheng felt that the spiritual power of heaven and earth around him seemed to be approaching him independently.

This is actually a reflection of cultivation qualifications.

The degree of affinity with spiritual power largely determines the cultivation speed of the cultivator.

This affinity is not obvious enough in the early stage. When the cultivator can directly refine the spiritual power of heaven and earth into the body, it will be completely exploded and widen the gap between cultivators of different qualifications.

Chen Sheng was in the Thousand Coffin Forest before, it was a special day when the dragon raised his head on February 2nd. The purple air almost condensed into the substance and gurgled into the body, endlessly.

However, at that time, the purple aura that absorbed the body was always hidden in his body, except for helping him to activate the purple aura from the sky, and was never stimulated and did not play the huge role it should have.

"Very good," Mr. Mo was very patient. After Chen Sheng completely finished his cultivation, he nodded and asked for the first time, "A few days have passed, how much has your control over the spiritual pen reached?"

Chen Sheng scratched his head awkwardly. In his opinion, even Old Mo couldn't help asking. He must have felt that he had spent a long time and should have completely controlled the spiritual pen.

However, I don’t know if it was because he was distracted from practicing the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife, his control over the spiritual pen has never been able to reach 100% control over the past few days. Now when Mr. Mo mentioned it, he felt ashamed.

Even a little shameful red appeared on his face.

"Master Mo, my disciple is stupid and ashamed of his teachings. For several days, I have never been able to completely control the spiritual pen to the extent of doing whatever I want."

Chen Sheng said something ashamed, then took out his spiritual pen from his arms and walked to the side of the mountain spring.

Although he was ashamed, he was not a slow person. He knew that intuitively showing the achievements of his cultivation was what Mr. Mo wanted.

Holding the spiritual pen in his right hand, his five fingers naturally formed the correct posture of holding the pen. Chen Sheng's entire feeling suddenly changed.

His face, which had just been red and his shameful eyes disappeared in an instant.

Instead, it was his cold facial features and solemn eyes. At this moment, everything around him seemed to have nothing to do with him. Any changes in things or any sound could not affect him.

Even if you practice and enter into meditation, Chen Sheng could not do so quickly, firmly, and accurately.

But this was something he himself did not realize, or he did not care about.

After all, except seeing Mr. Mo paint, he has never seen any other real painter paint.

As for the old painter in Chenjia Village, he really cannot compare his three-legged cat's incompetence.

Those in the authorities are confused, while those onlookers are clear.

Old Mo quickly restrained his casual expression, his eyes bloomed with divine light, staring at Chen Sheng's every move.

Chen Sheng's wrist was like a mechanical one, as stable as a mountain, and fell down.

The spiritual power in his body was transmitted into the spiritual pen that was in contact with his palm through his arm meridians. The hair of the spiritual pen was stretched one by one, as if it was blown by the breeze.

Soft and orderly.

Bang.

The subtle sound of water sounded, and the spiritual pen entered the water, and the water droplets came into contact with the hair. When the water droplets wanted to come up, Chen Sheng controlled the hair with his spiritual power, but was suppressing the water droplets to roll up.

Within a full breath, the spiritual pen had no excess moisture except for the tip of the tip.

After one breath, Chen Sheng shook his arm gently, and the spiritual pen wet three more minutes later. After another breath, his arm swayed slightly, and the spiritual pen wet seven minutes later.

At this point, Old Mo's eyes were already surprised.
Chapter completed!