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Chapter 233 The Talent of a Leader

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    With his brows tightly knitted into knots, Yang Feng¡¯s palm holding the jade slip trembled slightly, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

    The great worshiper looked at him expectantly: "Master Yang, what's wrong with you? Hurry up and learn?"

    Damn it, how can I learn if it¡¯s so expensive?  I don¡¯t understand the secret method and don¡¯t know how to apply it.

    Yang Feng smacked his lips twice, touched his nose, turned his head away, and did not reply. He was just worried about how to deal with it.

    Could you tell him that you don¡¯t understand what this secret book says?  Isn't that self-destructive and making these old guys look down on me?

    But among all the cultivators in this world, there is no one who cannot understand the secret method.

    This is equivalent to him not being able to read in the modern society before. Isn¡¯t that complete illiteracy?

    In the eyes of these five old men, his great hero Yang Feng is an unfathomable and idol-like leader.  If his image collapsed because of such a trivial matter, where would his proud self-esteem go?

    No, I must keep it a secret. I must not let them know that I am a cultivator who is illiterate.

    With a flash of light in his eyes, Yang Feng had already made up his mind. He had to put on this high profile and even pretend to be tough.  However, when he saw the fiery eyes of the great priest, he didn't know how to deal with it.

    Suddenly, Yang Feng glanced at him and saw that Mo Shaoqiu, whose cultivation had been sealed, was calm and composed from beginning to end, his expression unchanged. Even when he heard that he was about to be searched for his memory by the Soul Searching Technique, his expression did not change.

    Could it be that everything he said was true and he didn't hide anything, so he wasn't afraid of inspection?

    With his eyes rolling from side to side, Yang Feng finally had a solution.

    "Big offering!"

    "Here, Master Yang, what are your orders?"

    "Take this back."

    With a solemn look on his face, Yang Feng raised his head proudly and casually returned the jade slip to the great worshiper, with an indescribable ease and naturalness.

    The great priest looked at the jade slip that was handed over, with a confused look on his face. He did not take it, but said with great confusion: "Master Yang, what are you"

    "I won't learn this soul-searching method anymore!"

    "Why?"

    "because¡­¡­"

    With a flash of light in his eyes, Yang Feng turned his head suddenly, stared closely into Mo Shaoqiu's calm eyes, and said solemnly: "I believe that Senior Mo's character does not need to be tested."

    "What? Do you believe in this devil?"

    As soon as these words came out, the four worshipers all turned pale with shock.

    Mo Shaoqiu was also slightly stunned and glanced at Yang Feng in surprise, as if he didn't expect him to say such words.

    Logically speaking, with Yang Feng¡¯s unfathomable spiritual power, there is nothing he can do to deal with him using the Soul Searching Technique.

    But I never expected that this young man would trust his words so much and not be full of doubts about him like those righteous people.

    ¡° He couldn¡¯t help but feel a little flattered, but he didn¡¯t know that Yang Feng couldn¡¯t learn this soul-searching technique at all.

    Staring at Yang Feng closely, Da Cangfeng said with a puzzled face: "Master Yang, maybe you don't know how notorious this man named Mo is in the world and full of evildoers. How can you believe his words? No.  How can we put people at ease by testing it?¡±

    "I don't care how notorious he is in the world, but from the first sight, I knew he was a man who dared to take risks. Since he is willing to confess, he will never hide it. If he says he doesn't know, he will definitely not.  knew!"

    "Man? How can you be so sure?"

    "I can tell it from the look in his eyes!"

    The big priest was even more suspicious. Yang Feng found a step for himself and said loudly: "From his calm eyes, I can see that he is magnanimous. Maybe he is a devil, ruthless and murderous, but he is definitely not a villain.  people."

    "The so-called "recognizing a hero and valuing a hero", since we have just interrogated him, if you don't believe his words anymore, it will be an insult to this senior. I, Yang Feng, will never do this. Since you believe it, don't doubt it; if you doubt it  , there was no need for interrogation at all before. Now I have finished asking all the questions, and I have to fulfill my promise."

    Poof!

    " With that said, Yang Feng slapped Mo Shaoqiu's chest with his palm. The cold air returned to Yang Feng's body at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the seals all over Mo Shaoqiu's body were instantly released.

    Seeing this scene, the four major worshippers couldn't help but turned pale in shock: "Master Yang, what are you doing?"?

    "Let him go!"

    "What, let him go?"

    "Yes, I said before that after asking him, I will let him go. I, the great hero, will never break my promise!" Yang Feng raised his head arrogantly, his nostrils almost reaching the sky. Yang Feng had a noble and great face, with a holy light.  It covered the entire cheek, showing a heroic look.

    But no one knew that he breathed a sigh of relief, finally maintaining his glorious image and getting over the matter of learning the soul-searching method.

    The big worshiper then beat his chest and said: "Master Yang, how can you trust such a devil? How could you let him go? Wouldn't that be another disaster for the world? Maybe he just left, and then went to seek refuge with his back.  The Ghost King is our enemy."

    "So what?"

    Raising his eyebrows, Yang Feng said righteously: "If he surrenders to the Ghost King again, I will take him away again. This is understandable. But because of this, if he breaks his promise and gets fat, then we and those demons who we scolded all day long will have nothing to do with each other.  What¡¯s the difference? Maybe it¡¯s not as good as them!¡±

    "If we can do something that we usually sneer at in order to deal with this group of demons, then we will become the new demons. In the end, even if we win the scene, we still lose. We lose in our hearts, our  My soul has been polluted by them, and I have become the same as them, do you understand?"

    In silence, the big worshipers and the others stopped talking. They were just thinking carefully about Yang Feng's chicken soup for the soul.

    After Mo Shaoqiu took a deep look at Yang Feng, he burst into laughter, and then he clasped his fists respectfully and said: "Master Yang, you are worthy of the name of a hero. Mo has never subdued anyone in his life, let alone disdain him."  Those hypocrites and masters of integrity who are seeking fame and reputation. But today, what Yang Daxia did made Mo Mou convinced. Not only your strength, but also your style, you can be called a hero."

    "Mo Mou promises you that after leaving this door today, he will not follow the Ghost King again. The favor I owe him has been repaid after the last fight with Yang Daxia."

    "Farewell!"

    After another deep bow, Mo Shaoqiu turned around and left without even looking at the worshipers.

    He is a proud man, with a pair of turbid eyes, always looking up at the blue sky, where can he let go of those worldly things.  Maybe Yang Feng is one of the few people he can see.

    Looking at Mo Shaoqiu's retreating figure, the great worshipers and the others felt mixed emotions in their hearts, but Yang Feng raised the corner of his mouth and let out a long sigh of relief.

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    I have to say, I really have the talent to be a leader. I have a big pot of chicken soup for my soul. I never make a draft when I brag. I just pick it up at my fingertips, hehe!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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