After two consecutive days of rushing, the group finally arrived at the place where the flying zombies were infested in the evening of the second day of departure;

In order to avoid startling the snakes, the group first went to another mountain to spend the night, just wait for tomorrow morning, survey the terrain, and according to the terrain, arrange some large-scale formations in advance, and even place the "legal net" prepared in advance around the destination, in case the flying zombies escape after being defeated;

At night, everyone either meditates on pranayama, or quietly eats dry food, or recites sutras and prays for blessings, or gears up to check the people's own equipment, especially their respective Bagua Heavenly Master battle clothes;

That's a matter of life and wealth, the slightest mistake will affect oneself, in danger, and even the death of Huangquan, except for a few people, cast spells or spells together, go to find out the truth, other people are not disturbing each other, until early morning. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

There was nothing to say all night, and the next morning, after everyone had eaten some simple things, they began to pack up the things they had prepared in advance, and then followed Zhou Sai to their destination;

Afterwards, everyone listened to the arrangement of the weekly competition, and did some preparatory work there, arranging magic circles, spell traps, casting heavenly nets, etc., taking people's money and eliminating disasters with people, and the heavenly master also had to work.

Everyone is busy with their work, some are surveying the earth's veins, some are arranging formation magic weapons, and some are hanging large talismans...

Zhou Sai looked at the scene in front of him, nodded secretly in his heart, and at the same time thought in his heart, it would be good if the Heavenly Master Dao could also open a sect, and when the time comes, a group of Heavenly Masters will rush up, and what demons and monsters will not be fair.

In fact, this kind of thinking can be regarded as the predecessor of the major sects in later generations.

Just before noon, an old Taoist priest found Zhou Sai, who was fiddling with the magic circle, quietly pulled him aside, and asked in a somewhat angry tone:

"Zhou Daoyou, it's not that I'm small-minded, there are some things in this, I can't stand it!"

Zhou Sai was puzzled when he heard this, and thought: Could it be that I accidentally exposed some feet and was discovered by him?

Thinking of this, Zhou Sai asked with a smile, while thinking of various rhetoric in his heart, and was ready to improvise:

"Brother Dao, junior brother this time, what is there to be negligent, please also ask Brother Dao to speak up, the younger brother should reform himself, he will never be wronged, Brother Dao who came to help him!"

The words were humble and polite, which made the old Taoist nod again and again, and his face softened a lot.

"Daoyou is polite, Poor Dao is so angry this time, it's not for the sake of friends, but just thinking about it, Daoyou, as the initiator of this time, punishing evil and destroying demons, doing this meritorious act, but also spending his own money, promising a lot of money, inviting those guys who see the money to come and eliminate harm for the people, such righteous deeds, Poor Dao is naturally ashamed of himself, but,"

Speaking of this, Lao Dao's voice changed, and his voice was full of anger:

"I want to come to Daoyou You, as the main person, even you personally went into battle, but Poor Dao found that on an old tree near Shannan, there was a shameless man, who actually took the opportunity to be lazy there.

The more the old Taoist priest spoke, the more angry he became, and even began to curse:

"I really can't imagine that even such a person can wear the incomparably noble Heavenly Master Battle Suit, which is really insulting to the reputation of my Heavenly Master Dao, which is really hateful, but for the sake of the great event of destroying evil and demons at night, Poor Dao is unwilling to fight with him, so as not to spoil the big thing, so I have to have a thick old face to tell Daoist friends that you know, so as not to..."

Speaking of this, Lao Dao was silent, with a look on his face that you should understand.

After Zhou Sai listened, he was also unhappy in his heart, and secretly thought: You damn lazy bitch, you can be lazy, and you were startled by people in vain, and I thought that there was some flaw exposed.

Thinking of this, looking at the expression of the old Taoist, Zhou Sai immediately looked clear in his clothes, pinched the sword fingers with a smile, bowed and raised his hand, and saluted the old Taoist:

"Poor Dao is here, thank you Brother Dao for mentioning it, Brother Dao rest assured, such a brazen person, Poor Dao naturally can't tolerate him, do nothing here, wait for Poor Dao to leave!"

When Lao Dao heard Zhou Sai's words, he returned the salute with a smile, and even said that it was not necessary, there was no need to talk to such a shameless villain, general knowledge, and so on, and then under Zhou Sai's eyes, he left contentedly and continued to work.

But he said that this week's race, since the old Taoist priest left, he was busy for a while, got the magic circle in his hand right, and then covered it with some dry weeds, scanned left and right, and found that no one was paying attention, so he tidied up his Heavenly Master battle suit, and Shi Shiran left.

It didn't take long for Zhou Sai to follow the direction pointed out by the old road just now, and came to the bottom of an old tree in Shannan, and when he looked up, there was a figure on the tree, his head leaning on the trunk, his back to himself, wearing a simple division uniform, and he was squirming crookedly at the moment, lying on the branch, knocking on Erlang's leg, and muttering an inexplicable tune in his mouth;

Zhou Sai was very happy when he saw this, so he tiptoed forward a few steps, came to the root of the tree, gathered his ears, and listened attentively, he wanted to hear what this lazy guy was singing, and then teach him a good lesson in a while;

It doesn't matter if he doesn't listen to this, as soon as he listened, he felt that something was wrong, so he quietly listened to the man finish singing it, and even began to listen to the person sing it a second time, the more he listened, the more he felt that something was wrong, and he secretly thought to himself: This is the secret of the hidden world, the song of forgetfulness, so who will he be?

"Morning food purple glow drink dew

The night is accompanied by the stars and the wind

Who knows that it tastes bitter

Infatuation is absolutely dusty and seals the valley

Refining the heart for thousands of years to cultivate the floating slaughter

Plain clothes dusted the world

Forget your lust and borrow the linden tree

The song of the Yellow Court is accompanied by a false bamboo

Sit cross-legged and read poetry

Huijian dances with the wind

Resentment is like morning fog

The light knot grass house lives by the stream

The bitter sea is boundless, and a reed crosses

The red dust is not stained

The futon under the seat carries the Taoist

A pot of pure heart and few desires

Infatuation does not seek to take care of each other

Bury the burial and mourn the loneliness

Burn the qin and boil the crane to break the city

The wind is light and the clouds are lightly painted

Enlightenment, cultivating the truth, and cutting the path of love

Lotus pond moonlight lotus root cooking

The heart of the Tao is empty, forgetting the ups and downs

Forgetfulness is because of freedom"

"Poor Dao Weekly Competition, please also ask Brother Dao to appreciate his face, come down and talk about it!"

After listening to it again, Zhou Sai couldn't hold back the doubts in his heart anymore, so he looked complicated, pinched his sword fingers, raised his hand, and called loudly to the tree.