"Senior Brother Hua's handprint is as moving as the wind and calm as a mountain, as fast as the wind and as rain, it is like a magical brush, I am ashamed, I am ashamed." A disciple repeatedly said with emotion.
"Yeah, I have benefited a lot from seeing Senior Brother Hua's handprint. Many doubts were cleared up before. Thank you Senior Brother Hua." Another disciple followed up.
"It's a good thing that Senior Brother Hua came first, and I can follow suit. If I were allowed to make the first move, I wouldn't be able to make such a handprint." Others also spoke one after another.
Although they are not stingy with praise, why does it sound so strange?
"It's beautiful, it's really beautiful." Someone summed up their words. Why it feels strange is self-evident.
Fingerprints are for use, not for viewing. If they are useless at all, no matter how beautiful they are, they are not for dancing.
The dandy of the sect is still a dandy, like all the dandies, Hua Mingyu values ??face the most, hearing everyone's cynicism, her face turns red with embarrassment.
"Ming Yu, the way of cultivation is the most fearful and impetuous. This handprint is not for showing off, but for comprehending the Dao rhyme of the strong." Other disciples gave face like this, but Hua Mingyu was so disappointing. Shen Zhengxing Feeling very ashamed, he scolded in a deep voice.
"Yes, I know Master." Hua Mingyu also knew that her performance was too embarrassing, and she didn't have the nerve to argue, so she just responded with aggrieved words. God proved that he did intend to show off at the beginning, but then he really went all out and didn't have the slightest intention to show off, but why didn't the Liangyi Tiandi Stone respond in the slightest.
"Let's do it again, don't be distracted this time." Shen Zhengxing said with a dark face. If Hua Mingyu just gave up, wouldn't it be too wasteful, he only accepts disciples once in hundreds of years, and this time he accepts a waste as a disciple as soon as he comes up. Of course, there is no glory. Fortunately, there is still time, and he can do it again.
"Yes, Master." Hua Mingyu responded, and made another handprint.
This time, he didn't dare to show off any more. Every handprint was done quite well, but until the last handprint was made, the Liangyi Tiandi Stone still didn't respond at all.
"It doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense." Hua Mingyu muttered to himself with a dull expression.
?Because of destroying the holy energy and concentrating the divine thoughts with all his strength, his face was pale, his back was soaked in sweat, and he was almost unable to stand still, but even so, he still didn't feel a trace of Dao rhyme.
"Senior Brother Hua, it seems that your handprints are useless." A disciple behind him shook his head and said.
"It seems that Brother Hua is very tired, why don't you go to rest for a while, let us come first." Another disciple said bluntly.
Previously, he kindly asked Hua Mingyu to come first, but he didn't feel grateful, and he also belittled the other disciples to nothing. Everyone felt sullen, and now they didn't want to give him any more face.
"Let's forget it, even Brother Hua can't comprehend the Dao Yun, so why should we waste time." Another disciple said eccentrically.
"Yes, yes, Brother Hua's handprints are so proficient that he can't comprehend the Taoist rhyme, so what time are we wasting?" The others booed.
Hua Mingyu's face, which was originally pale, suddenly became sickly bright red, as if someone had slapped her face severely, and she was so ashamed that she wished she could dig a hole in the ground and forget about it.
"Master, let me do it again." Hua Mingyu said unwillingly. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com