Chapter 1861

"Elder martial brother Hua's fingerprints are as moving as the wind, as quiet as the mountain, as drifting as the wind, and as fast as the rain. It's just like a magic stroke. I feel inferior to myself. I feel inferior to myself." A disciple said with emotion.

"Yes, I've benefited a lot from reading elder martial brother Hua's fingerprints. Many doubts in the past suddenly brightened up. Thank you, elder martial brother Hua." Another disciple followed.

"It's good to let elder martial brother Hua come first. I can follow him and study hard. If you let me do it first, I can't make such fingerprints." Others are talking.

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

"Good looking, really good looking." Someone summed up what they said. Why does it feel strange? It's no use saying.

Fingerprints are for use, not for viewing. If they are useless, no matter how good they look, they are not for dancing.

Zongmen dandy is always dandy. Like all dandies, Hua Mingyu's most important thing is face. When he heard people's sarcasm, his face turned red with shame.

"Mingyu, the most important way to practice is to avoid impetuousness. This fingerprint is not used to show off, but to understand the rhyme of the strong." Hua Mingyu was so disheartened when the other disciples gave him such a face. Shen Zhengxing also felt very humiliated and gave a deep rebuke.

"Yes, I know, master." Hua Mingyu also knows that her performance is too humiliating, and she has no good intention to argue, but she is wronged. God has proved that he did show off intentionally at the beginning, but later he really went all out and didn't show off any more. Why didn't Liangyi Tiandi stone react at all.

"One more time, this time don't be distracted." Shen Zhengxing said with a black face. If Hua Mingyu gave up, it would not be too wasteful. He only accepted his disciples once in hundreds of years. This time, he accepted them as soon as he came up. Of course, he didn't have much glory. Fortunately, he still has time to do it again.

"Yes, master." Hua Mingyu answered and made his fingerprints again.

This time, he didn't dare to show his heart any more. Every handprint was in order, but until the last one was printed, the Liangyi heaven and earth stone still had no response.

"It doesn't make sense. It doesn't make sense." Hua Mingyu looks dull and mumbles to himself.

His face was pale, his back was soaked with sweat, and even he was about to stand unsteadily. But even so, he still didn't feel a trace of Taoist rhyme.

"Elder martial brother Hua, it seems that you don't look good in your fingerprints." Behind him a disciple shook his head and said.

"It seems that elder martial brother Hua is very tired. Why don't you have a rest first? Let's go first." Another disciple said impolitely.

Hua Mingyu had been kind enough to come first, but he didn't know how to be grateful. He also belittled the other disciples to nothing. Everyone was so depressed that he didn't want to give him face any more.

"Forget it. Even elder martial brother Hua can't understand Daoyun. Why should we waste time?" Another disciple said in a strange way.

"Yes, yes. Elder martial brother Hua's fingerprints are so skillful that he can't understand the Taoist rhyme. What time do we waste?" The others followed.

Hua Mingyu's face was still pale, and suddenly rose to a layer of morbid scarlet, as if he had been slapped in the face. He was so ashamed that he wanted to dig a hole in the ground.

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