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Chapter 443 You must have conveyed the wrong imperial edict

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    Early the next morning, when it was just dawn, Yang Xiaoyi got up excitedly and practiced the combat skills he had just chosen last night in the yard outside the door.

    When I really practiced the tiger, the wind and thunder shocked.

    When Wang Batian heard the noise, he squinted his eyes and climbed up, looking at the sweaty figure outside through the window, nodding his head slightly with a look of joy on his face.

    ¡°Well, you are so diligent.

    Thinking like this, Wang Batian closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

    After waiting for an hour, Wang Batian got up again and saw that Yang Xiaoyi was still practicing hard, and immediately walked out with a smile on his face.

    When Yang Xiaoyi saw his master coming out, he immediately stopped and bowed respectfully: "Good morning, master!"

    "It's early for you too, are you practicing so early?"

    "The disciple knows that he has a weak foundation. In the past, his family had a small business and his father died young. He practiced the family's combat skills by himself and never had a famous teacher to guide him. Nowadays, it is rare to have a master who can teach you carefully. This is a God-given opportunity. The disciple will naturally  We must seize the opportunity and make up for all the shortcomings that we have missed in the past.¡±

    "Well, if you know how to seize opportunities and are so diligent, you have a bright future!"

    Wang Batian nodded happily and smiled lightly, feeling that this apprentice had done a good job.

    But suddenly, at this moment, there was a loud noise, it was the two old guys, the Poison King and the Corpse King, giving earnest persuasion.

    ¡°Mr. Yang, it¡¯s already time, it¡¯s time to get up and practice.¡±

    "Is it time? Let me sleep until noon!"

    "No, the sun is shining on your butt. You have to take a nap after noon. How can you still have time to practice? Get up quickly!"

    "Oh, let's practice that night!"

    "You have to swim in the sauna and get a massage at night. You really don't have much time to practice, my little ancestor!" The old man, the Poison King, almost begged to pull Yang Feng out, and he was so anxious that he almost cried.

    Yang Feng was pulled out in a daze, looking at the bright sun above his head with an annoyed look on his face, and then he moved his body twice randomly.

    "Three laps to the left, three laps to the right, twist your neck, twist your butt, go to bed early and get up early, let's do some exercise Okay, I'm done, I'll go back and take a nap first!"

    "We can't sleep anymore, Master Yang. You just moved a few times. We should continue practicing etiquette. Alas!" The Poison King was so worried that his long green hair was about to turn white. He wanted to cry but had no tears.  .

    The Corpse King was there to help persuade him, but he still had no idea.

    Yang Feng¡¯s two biggest characteristics are laziness and willfulness. The personal guidance of the two Dharma Kings almost made him cry.

    Wang Batian took a deep look at the situation over there, then looked at his apprentice here, and shook his head in disbelief.

    They both have the same surname of Yang and are brothers. Why is there such a big difference in their lives?

    By the afternoon, Yang Feng finally woke up and could start practicing etiquette, but things were going wrong again.

    "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmcough cough cough!"

    Yang Feng opened his voice first, and then shouted to the maids kneeling beside him: "Come here, bring me a cup of bird's nest to moisten your throat first."

    "Moisten your throat, you only said less than two sentences in total!"

    Snapped!

    A bamboo pole hit his butt hard, and the Poison King couldn't help but said angrily: "How many times have I told you, when talking to people, you should use your Dantian Qi instead of your throat, so that you can make an emperor's voice and have an emperor's demeanor.  .¡±

    "Ah? Dantian? Where is Dantian?"

    "Here you are, idiot! You can't even find your Dantian. How did you achieve this level of strength?"

    The Poison King hit him hard on the stomach, making him cover his head in worry.

    Wang Batian was drinking tea and watching what was going on there, dumbfounded.  Then, he looked at his extremely diligent apprentice, and he suddenly felt a sense of superiority.

    Time passed by minute by minute, and soon the sun was setting. The two poison kings were tired of the instruction, so they asked Yang Feng to practice by himself. They had no choice but to sit on the same table with Wang Batian and drink tea.

    Throughout the afternoon, they scolded Yang Feng until their throats started to smoke, but it had no effect at all.

    After Wang Batian glanced at them sideways, he suddenly said: "Two old guys, did you convey the wrong imperial edict?"

    "What? Did we preach the wrong decree?"

    "That is, after the Holy Ancestor appeared, he was really designated as the next leader to succeed."??, is it that boy?  "

    With his face full of suspicion, Wang Batian took a deep look at the impatient Yang Feng, then looked at Yang Xiaoyi who was practicing seriously, and said immediately: "No matter how you look at it, I feel that the second youngest in the Yang family is better than the third youngest.  He is more suitable to be the leader of our holy religion. Look at this second son, he is diligent, humble, honest, prudent and polite. He is simply a model for a wise king."

    "But look at the third child again. He is lazy, arrogant, willful, rude, and extremely lecherous. He is simply a foolish king who has subjugated his country. How could the Holy Ancestor show up and designate him to inherit the throne? Is it the Holy Ancestor's intention?  Did you make a mistake in letting the second child inherit?"

    "No way. The etiquette and cultivation of the leader of this book was brought to us by Mr. Yang. The Holy Ancestor must have appointed Mr. Yang when he appeared, not Erxia Yang. It is a major matter concerning the next leader of the religion. How could we get it wrong?  Woolen cloth?"

    Shaking their heads, the two Poison Kings looked at each other and said firmly: "Perhaps the Holy Ancestor saw that Young Master Yang has unfathomable strength and can accomplish a lot?"

    "If you were strong enough to be the leader, you would have become the leader long ago when your soul was reborn, and it wouldn't be Ouyang's turn. After all, the leader is a model of a religion, and virtue is much more important than strength. Otherwise, how can you convince the public?"

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    After hearing his words, the two Poison Kings couldn't help but become a little suspicious. Then they stared closely at Yang Feng who was teasing a group of little girls not far away. They thought for a while and said, "Maybe this Young Master Yang has some unknown advantages.  , we didn¡¯t discover it, but the Holy Ancestor discovered it? That¡¯s why we appointed him as the leader?¡±

    "Advantages? Apart from being strong enough and bullying the weak, what other advantages does he have, huh!"

    Wang Batian curled his lips in disdain and snorted softly.

    The two Poison Kings frowned deeply and stared at Yang Feng. However, after staring for a while, they both shook their heads helplessly: "Oh, you're right, I really can't find anything."  What an advantage!¡±

    "Old poison!"

    At this time, Yang Feng shouted loudly, walked over carelessly, and shouted: "I want to ask for leave, I want to go to the toilet!"

    "Huh? Went to the toilet again? Didn't you just go there a quarter of an hour ago? Why did you go there again? Are your kidneys not good?"

    "I drank too much bird's nest, is that okay?"

    Yang Feng said confidently. The Poison King's wrinkled face trembled slightly, and he waved his hand impatiently: "Go, go, it's such a lazy ass. I usually play with those little girls for several hours, but I don't see you.  Toilet. As a result, when it¡¯s time to practice etiquette, I always run to the toilet, alas.¡±

    With a grin on his lips, Yang Feng turned around and left without taking a few steps. However, he stopped again, turned to look at them and said, "By the way, what did you just say here? Did you say bad things about me?  ?¡±

    "No, no, how could we say bad things about you? You think too much!"

    The Poison King and the Corpse King waved their hands repeatedly and laughed.

    Only Wang Batian raised his eyebrows, crossed his legs, turned his head away, and ignored it.

    " Yang Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and glared at him fiercely. He already understood that this old guy was talking bad about himself. He was just asking for it, huh.

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    As soon as he thought of this, Yang Feng coughed lightly, coughed up a mouthful of phlegm, and spit it out, just onto Wang Batian's feet, and then walked away with a proud look on his face.

    His face couldn't help but twitch, Wang Batian lowered his head and looked at the thick phlegm on his feet, and couldn't help but cursed angrily: "Hey, you saw it, this is a leader.  Is it like that? You must have conveyed the wrong decree, the wrong decree of the Holy Ancestor!"

    Uhdid we really send the wrong message?

    "Blinking their confused eyes twice, the Poison King and the Corpse King looked at each other, and they couldn't help but feel a little suspicious (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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