Before the master could persuade him again, Luo Sanpao, who was lying beside the master, straightened up and whispered in his mouth, and when everyone saw it, it was a group of ghost wolves that had been around for ten years. The master shouted angrily: "Ten years! Another ten years! I'll go to you for ten years! I dare to come to the disgusting Lao Tzu for ten years! Okay! Okay! If you don't fight, your soul ring is flying all over the sky, and you don't know why Yue'er is so round!" After that, he picked up Luo Sancang, put its two short forelimbs on his shoulders, buttocks forward, rubbed, ran to the edge of the woods in a few steps, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and roared in his mouth: "Fart is like thunder, bang the sky and the earth Luo Sancang!" Boom to Lao Tzu!!" "Bang !!" I saw a cloud of yellow unknown gas burst out from the three-cannon brand human cannon, rushing towards the wolves with lightning speed and the jingle of the bells, dozens of ghost wolves performed a heavenly maiden scattered flowers for the three of them, rushing to death, falling to death, stinky to death, all over the ground, one by one soul rings sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. The surviving ghost wolves completely abandoned the fine tradition of wolf unity, and ran away, vomiting and making a fuss as they ran. The master gasped for breath, and his flushed face slowly retracted. Tang San looked at the master, glanced at Lin Zhengying, and thought silently in his heart, every iceberg has the potential to turn into a volcano, and once this kind of volcano erupts, the crisis is especially amazing, well, maybe, you can try it on your teammates in the future?!

Suddenly, Luo Sanpao's two paws, which were on the master's shoulders with his front legs, shrank out, and the warning sound in his mouth was even worse. The master's face that had just cooled down immediately turned red again, his eyes were like spitting fire, and he put Luo Sanpao on his right shoulder before he took the rocket artillery firing posture, "Who else! Give it all to Lao Tzu to come out, see if Lao Tzu doesn't bombard you!!" Tang San threw a fire fold at the shaking grass, and a huge green snake head sprang out of the grass, it was the poisonous sword demon mandala snake. The master under the passionate buff ignored it, and aimed Luo San Cannon at the big snake, and roared again: "The mandala snake is amazing! Ten years of killing is correct, Lao Tzu hates ten years of soul beasts! Farts are like thunder, bang the sky and the earth Luo three cannons, and then give me a bang!!" A cannon lifted the mandala snake, and it was three meters long, that is, more than four hundred years! Lin Zhengying and the two dragged the master back to the camp, and the master screamed and kicked and spit non-stop, Lin Zhengying casually answered, "That's not ten years, it's a hundred years!" Your precious apprentice's soul ring is here!" In order not to be damaged by his image, no, in order to be able to fight with peace of mind, Lin Zhengying summoned the "Xuanyuan Treasure Book", used it as a brick and rounded it to the back of the master's head, bang!

Tang San looked at the master with palpitations, causing Tang San not to dare to really anger the master even if he became a god, and it also caused the master to have a well-behaved apprentice who was envied by all teachers. The future is not mentioned, and the present is foreseen. After Lin Zhengying and the others walked like a camp, Lin Zhengying was not in a hurry, and after putting down the master, he slowly walked to the edge of the camp, holding his hands and looking at the mandala snake. The mandala snake that had almost fainted staggered and straightened up, shook its head again, and then looked at Lin Zhengying and the two with a sad and angry face, and its body rushed towards the two like a bolt of lightning. Lin Zhengying turned his head and found that Tang San was also indifferent, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "You, aren't you nervous?" "Heh, if the formation laid out can't even stop a small snake, then Maoshan will be vainly claiming to be a Taoist authentic." Lin Zhengying was stunned, how did he know?! Tang San suddenly clenched his fists at Lin Zhengying, and said solemnly: "Tang San, a disciple of the outer sect of the Tang Sect of Xishu, has seen the Taoist master. "Oh! Tang Sect! know, know!" Tang San smiled slightly, it seemed that Tang Men also had an identity in Taoism. "It's the Shushan faction's ghost talent, the poison incomparable Tang Zhen bought a fort after stealing the "Xuantian Treasure Record", and then named it Tangjia Fort, the Tang Gate that was later expanded. I heard that he avoided people and said 'stealing', leaving the ancestral training, and he didn't ask to steal the "Xuantian Treasure Record" and threw away the ghosts and worries, but if he learned to Dacheng, regardless of whether he was full of requirements or not, he was established as the head, you said that this ancestral training is contradictory, I think he is sick, you say yes!" Tang San nodded absentmindedly, with a tangled expression, whether I was a well-deserved death or a wrongful death. Also, no wonder it is said that Xuantian Gong is the authentic internal strength of the Daomen, and there is such a thing!

ps: Youmu has a feeling that controlling the crane and catching the dragon is like the swordsmanship of Shushan, and this setting is unique, which is nonsense and pure fiction.