It was even more terrifying than Zhou Botong imagined. Everything in the room was destroyed, and sword marks filled the entire room like scars.

However, what Zhou Botong did not expect was that the two people in the room had smiles on their faces and looked very happy.

"Aren't these two stupid?"

Whispering, Zhou Botong walked towards his senior brother, the famous Wang Zhenren, and asked carefully: "Senior brother, are you... okay?"

"Haha!" Wang Chongyang stretched out his hand and stroked his beard on his chin. He looked happy in his eyes and said, "Of course it's okay! I'm very good!"

Looking suspiciously at the room that seemed to be destroyed, Zhou Botong asked, "Then is this?"

Wang Zhenting pressed his vaguely painful chest and whispered: "I have tried a few moves with my senior."

After saying that, he looked at Wang Chongyang and said, "I admire my martial arts for my seniors."

Wang Chongyang has indeed taken one step more than him and has entered the innate realm, but the other party's body...

Thinking of this, Wang Zhenting sighed regretfully in his heart.

"Haha!" Wang Chongyang smiled happily, looked at Wang Zhenting with appreciation, and said, "At your age, if you have higher martial arts skills than you, there will be no one in the world. In a few years, I may be willing to give in to the disadvantage!"

Zhou Botong was shocked. He had never heard of such a high evaluation from his senior brother, but when he thought about Wang Zhenting's performance in the inn below, he felt relieved.

Will the person who can defeat him, Zhou Botong, be an ordinary person?

"Senior has gone too far."

Wang Zhenting said modestly.

"Rare, rare!" Looking at Wang Zhenting, the admiration in Wang Chongyang's eyes became stronger and stronger.

As a Taoist person who entered the innate realm, Wang Chongyang could naturally feel the pure Taoist aura of Wang Zhenting during the discussion just now.

Finally, I couldn't help but speak, "I wonder if your master Zhenting is?"

A smile flashed in Wang Zhenting's eyes and he confessed: "Master, he is not in this world."

What he said was the truth. The only master he had worshipped was indeed not in this world.

However, to others, this is a different meaning.

"That... I wonder if you are interested in joining me in Quanzhen?" Wang Chongyang asked, but was afraid that Wang Zhenting would be dissatisfied with this, so he continued: "Of course, it's not the identity of a disciple, but my junior brother."

Wang Zhenting was stunned. He didn't expect that Wang Chongyang would have such thoughts.

He didn't want to be labeled as the Quanzhen Sect. After all, if he became a member of the Quanzhen Sect, he had to bear some responsibility. However, if he refused like this, he would wipe out Wang Chongyang's face...

For a moment, he didn't know how to answer, so he could only remain silent.

Wang Chongyang took a light breath and smiled and said, "I was abrupt."

Wang Zhenting was caring for Taoist martial arts and was half a step ahead of his innateness at a young age. Such talent amazes him.

Now that his health is in a state of great importance, Quanzhen Sect needs such a person to hold on to the scene. It’s not that he looks down on his seven disciples.

In his opinion, the talents of the seven of them can only be considered to be middle and upper-middle. In such a chaotic era, it would be fine if they didn’t encounter anything. If they encountered something big, they might not even be able to defend the Quanzhen Sect. As for his junior brother Zhou Botong...

Although he is talented, his naughty mind is really embarrassing.

As for Wang Zhenting, although he had been in contact with him for a short time, he believed that he would not misunderstand Wang Zhenting's character and character. In addition, Wang Zhenting showed his martial arts and his age that was amazingly young...

He was really moved.

He asked this question after he carried him west and Wang Zhenting could take on the great task of Quanzhen Sect.

However, now it seems that he is a little bit difficult.

Wang Zhenting breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Sorry, senior, I have no plans to join the Quanzhen Sect."

Wang Chongyang looked a pity.

At this moment, Zhou Bo tunnel beside him: "Oh, we are all Taoist schools! Why do we have to join the Quanzhen Sect? Even if we don't join the Quanzhen Sect, we can be called brothers and sisters!"

Wang Chongyang's eyes lit up and he said, "You're right, you don't need to enter Quanzhen."

"I wonder what Zhenting thinks about Botong's proposal?"

Wang Zhenting was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the other party would make such a decision. After a few seconds of silence, he said: "For the sake of the senior, I am better to obey my orders than respect!"

Zhou Botong shouted happily: "Haha! What junior seniors are you? Since you agree, everyone will still call you brothers!"

In his opinion, if his senior brother had one more junior brother, he would not always stare at him alone, and he would be much more relaxed!

"Botong said it well." Wang Chongyang nodded and said, "Since you agree, we will be called brothers and sisters in the future."

After pondering, Wang Chongyang continued: "But even if you don't get into Quanzhen, you will have to inform the entire Quanzhen Sect of your affairs for my junior brother."

It is just to announce the Quanzhen Sect that Wang Chongyang’s meaning is self-evident.

Wang Zhenting was very satisfied with this treatment, so he saluted and said, "Senior Brother!"

"Haha! OK!" Wang Chongyang was very happy and hurriedly raised Wang Zhenting and said, "Zhenting, you have already told me just now. After explaining your affairs, I will try to figure it out for you with you."

"Thank you, senior brother!"

Achieving his goal made Wang Zhenting relieved, and being able to become Wang Chongyang’s junior brother was even more unexpected.

"Okay!" Zhou Botong laughed happily, grabbed Wang Zhenting and said, "Junior brother, you can promise me..."

Halfway through, Zhou Botong noticed Wang Chongyang's eyes, closed his mouth alertly, smiled, and said, "Senior Brother, I'll take my junior brother to take a walk!"

After saying that, before Wang Chongyang could speak, he dragged Wang Zhenting outward until he rushed out of the yard, and then suddenly turned around and said, "You said you want to teach me a fun game!"

Still thinking about this?

A wicked smile flashed in Wang Zhenting's eyes and said, "This game requires three people to play, but now there are only two people."

Zhou Botong said indifferently: "Three people? This is easy to deal with. I'll just catch one, won't it be enough!"

He waved to Wang Zhenting and said, "Come with me quickly."

After Zhou Botong took Wang Zhenting to his room, he asked Wang Zhenting to wait for a while, and then dragged a young Taoist priest in.

"Uncle Master, what are you asking me to do?" Ma Yu looked reluctant.

Although the seven of them vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, under Wang Zhenting's clever control, the injuries they suffered were not severe. In this short period of time, they had almost recovered.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Zhou Botong glared at Ma Yu, dragged him directly into his room, and shouted to Wang Zhenting who was waiting: "Junior brother, I've brought him."
Chapter completed!