Chapter 1861: Don't give him face anymore

   Chapter 1861 No longer give him face

  "Senior Brother Hua's handprints are as moving as the wind, like a mountain, and drifting like a wind, like a rain, it's like a pen from God, I feel ashamed and ashamed." A disciple said with emotion.

   "Yes, I really benefited a lot from seeing Brother Hua's handprint. Many of the previous doubts suddenly became clear. Thank you Brother Hua." Another disciple said.

  "Fortunately, Brother Hua will come first, so I can follow along and study hard. If I were to make a move first, I wouldn't be able to make such a handprint." Others also spoke.

  Although they are not stingy with praise, how does it sound so strange?

   "Good-looking, really good-looking." Someone summarized their words. Why it feels strange is self-evident.

The    handprints are for use, not for viewing. If they are of no use, there is no use for them to look good, they are not for dancing.

  Zongmen 纨纨, always still 纨纨, like all the 纨纨 kids, Hua Mingyu's most important thing is face, hearing the cynicism of everyone, his face flushed with shame.

"Ming Yu, the way of cultivation is the most impetuous. This handprint is not used to show off, but to comprehend the Taoist rhyme of the strong." Other disciples gave face so much, but Hua Mingyu was so unbelievable, Shen Zhengxing Feeling very embarrassed, he reprimanded in a deep voice.

   "Yes, I know Master." Hua Mingyu also knew that his performance was too humiliating, so he was not embarrassed to argue, but just responded with grievance. God proved that he did intentionally show off at the beginning, but then he really went all out, without any intention of showing off, but why didn't the Liangyi Heaven and Earth Stone show the least reaction?

   "Do it again, don't be distracted this time." Shen Zhengxing said with a black face. If Hua Mingyu gave up on this, wouldn't it be too wasteful? He only took a disciple once in a few hundred years. This time, he would collect waste to get started. Of course, there is no brilliance. Fortunately, there is still time, and you can do it again.

   "Yes, Master." Hua Mingyu responded and slapped her handprints again.

  This time, he didn't dare to show the slightest heart anymore. Every handprint was done in a satisfactory manner, but until the last handprint was printed, the Liangyi Heaven and Earth Stone still didn't respond at all.

   "It doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense." Hua Mingyu muttered to herself with a dull expression.

  Because of his full strength to destroy the holy energy and condense his spiritual thoughts, his face was pale, his back was soaked with sweat, and he was almost unsteady when standing, but even so, he still didn't feel a trace of Dao rhyme.

   "Brother Hua, it seems that your handprints don't work well." A disciple behind him shook his head and said.

   "It seems that Brother Hua is very tired, or else go to rest for a while, let us come first." Another disciple said unceremoniously.

  Before, he kindly asked Hua Mingyu to come first, but he didn’t know how to be grateful. He also devalued the other disciples. Everyone was sulking in their hearts, and he didn’t want to give him face anymore.

   "Forget it, even Brother Hua can't realize Dao Yun, why should we waste time." Another disciple said in a weird manner.

   "Yes, yeah, Brother Hua's handprints are so skillful that he can't comprehend Tao Yun. What time are we wasting?" The others followed up.

  Hua Mingyu's face was still pale, and a layer of sickly bright red suddenly appeared, as if she had been slapped severely, and she was so embarrassed that she wanted to dig a hole and drill down.

  "Master, let me do it again." Hua Mingyu said unwillingly.

  (End of this chapter)