When the old Taoist priest heard Zhang Chujiu take the initiative to spend money to eliminate the disaster, a hint of joy flashed faintly in his eyes, but his expression did not change, maintaining the posture of a master outside the world, and said in a mysterious voice: "The heart knows that there is a fulfillment."

There is no such thing as giving in vain, as long as you show your sincerity and prayer to the gods, there will be a time when it will work. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Chujiu looked at Lao Dao's childish face and groaned for a moment, and suddenly laughed loudly, stretched out his hand and pointed at Lao Dao: "Brother Dog, Brother Dog, I haven't seen you for a long time, why have you become so greedy for money."

However, his temperament and brain have grown a lot, and he is obviously a Taoist but he has learned to play meditation. ”

Lao Dao was born extremely weak, and because of the Chinese folk custom of 'relying on his name to make a living', he was given an extremely indecent nickname 'Gou Yu' by his elders.

He was deeply ashamed of this, and he would never be allowed to mention it again after growing up with a little strength, and he had not heard anyone call himself so for nearly a hundred years.

"I want you and my brother to run crazy in this temple all day long.

Now I don't know each other sitting across from each other," Zhang Chujiu sighed, and replied in an old-fashioned voice: "At that time, you had a birthmark on your face, and your temper was stubborn, and none of your brothers of the same generation would pay attention to you.

I was born with some wisdom, and I was forced by my grandfather to enlighten at the age of two, and I became a young man, and I was incompatible with my brothers of the same generation in the Zong family..."

"Xiaozhu, you, you, you are Xiaozhu!" Lao Dao was shocked when he heard this, his face showed a look of horror, and he said in a lost voice: "You, you're not dead?"

Ha, ha, what a character Uncle Ha Ping'an is, such a well-planned rebellion, no, he must have a perfect plan.

The last hundred years have been a world of upheaval for Blue Star for millions of years, how could you die so easily!

But where the hell are you hiding, unexpectedly, no, no, it doesn't matter, what matters is what is your idea to return to the sect today?

But there is a means to kill those thieves?", the more he spoke, the more excited he became, and the last sentence revealed a deep and creepy murderous intent.

Zhang Chujiu smiled quietly: "Why, Brother Dog knows that I am coming back, and he doesn't want to sacrifice me..."

"Bamboo pole, don't test me," Lao Dao waved his hand to interrupt Zhang Chujiu's words, "There is an old saying, 'three years old looks old'."

What's more, Uncle Ping'an's rare easy-to-calculate grandmaster has been guarding me for 9 years, and the criticism is only 8 words, stubborn and unswerving.

From the day when my 7-year-old mother died in childbirth because of the difficulty of her lineage, refused to apply medicine, and went to Huangquan with my sister who was born less than half an hour ago, I made up my mind to make all the seven halls of the clan pay the price, otherwise I will fall into hell forever after death, and I will not be able to live beyond life.

By the way, I also swore a poisonous oath in front of my mother's grave on this matter, and you were still present at that time, hey, if it weren't for that, I'm afraid you wouldn't have come to me today.

Do you know how much effort I have secretly put in for this oath in the past hundred years?

It's a pity that I'm not Uncle Ping'an after all, but a useless waste, no matter what I do, it's like a dragonfly shaking a tree, and I can't shake the foundation of the Seven Halls of the Seventh Hall of the Ancestral Lineage at all. ”

Seeing the old man's gloomy appearance, Zhang Chujiu smiled and said: "Brother dog, I still remember that after grandpa knew your oath, he said that you faced the eagle and looked at the wolf, and you had the spirit of being strong.

However, in the past 100 years, our Qiyi Mountain Zhang family has developed rapidly under the leadership of the Seven Sects of the Seven Sects, and has faintly become the top existence in the ancient sects.

Under the general trend of such flowers and cooking oil with fire, the tricks you play in secret can be fermented at all, and it is a matter of course that they have become useless, and the times are not the same.

But now that I'm here, it's all different.

You are an internal worry, I am an external trouble, and the internal and external attacks can be slowly reversed. ”

"That's why you came to me, did you?" Lao Dao stroked his beard and smiled, and in just 10 seconds, he got rid of extremely complex emotions, regained his calm, and his kung fu of calming and cultivating his qi was really experienced.

"To be honest, Brother Dog, I didn't come to see you by accident. Seeing this, Zhang Chujiu's eyes flashed with a hint of appreciation, and he waved his hand with a smile and said: "Who would have thought that Zhang Gouyu, who had a violent temper at the beginning, would be able to spend a hundred years in the world of great controversy with great hatred for the seven halls of the sect at the helm.

I thought your bones were already buried in that corner of the cemetery in the back mountain, and they had already turned to ashes. ”

Hearing this, Lao Dao whispered with some nostalgia: "People will always grow."

If I hadn't learned to compromise, conceal, and deceive, I am afraid I would not have survived for so long.

But you haven't changed much.

Although I parted with you when I was only 9 years old, the most ruthless, decisive, and independent person in the impression of most of my life is Uncle Ping'an and you, except for the high-ranking bigwigs in the clan lineage.

I still remember when you were 5 years old, because a wild dog bullied your raccoon cat, you learned to make medicine by yourself, stole meat and poisoned the wild dogs all over the city.

Now he is still like a lone wolf, wanting to overturn the lineage of the clan by himself. ”

"So many years have passed," Zhang Chujiu laughed when he heard this: "Brother Dog, do you still remember my poisonous dog."

But I haven't changed, at that time I only knew how to kill dogs to take revenge, but now I want to 'poison' the seven halls of the sect's lineage from the ancient times to the present, in order to comfort my grandfather's spirit in the sky. ”

Lao Dao's eyes lit up, and he blurted out: "How to do it?"

Zhang Chujiu replied with a smile: "I had planned this for a long time, but it was a little rough.

Now that I have met you, an old thief who has been lurking in the Zong family for a hundred years, the situation is ...

"Uncle Ping'an is a fairy-like character," the old Taoist interrupted Zhang Chujiu's words when he heard the strings, "Your bamboo pole has not been an ordinary man since he was a child.

Now that he has been hiding for a hundred years and going out of the mountains to make a career, he must have seen the right time and planned a thousand strategies and thousands of means to turn the clouds and rain.

I'm willing to go along with it, but I have a wish I want you to grant.

That is, when you really knocked the lineage of the sect family into the clouds on another day, the regulations of the Seven Halls were established by the Ancestral Heavenly Master, and they could not be changed..."

Zhang Chujiu also guessed the meaning of the old way when he heard this, and directly smiled and agreed: "If there is really that day, except for the main peak sect hall, the remaining 6 peak halls, Brother dog, you can choose one of them to be in charge, and it will be passed down from generation to generation, and it will not be changed through the ages." ”

"In that case, I will sell you this old life of Zhang Zongfa. Hearing this, Lao Dao stood up abruptly and said loudly.