"Who are you talking about those casual cultivators?" The young master narrowed his eyes slightly.

"No," the old man in purple nodded, put his hands on his back and smiled.

"This is just like ordinary people keeping dogs. If you usually give some meat, the dog will also bring some rewards. It's okay, but when you really have to end your life, you have to kill the dog and eat the flesh and blood.

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The old man in purple turned his head and turned to the young master again, grinning and said, "Isn't it just for raising dogs?"

"This is indeed the reason." The young master nodded with a smile, but he was still a little confused, "But who should I take the surgery first, it is impossible to kill all the wandering cultivators, right?"

"Of course, I'll kill the fattest dog first." The smile on the corner of the purple-clothed old man's mouth gradually became cold. "If I remember correctly, there should be a ferry among your casual cultivators who move mountains, right?"

"Yes, he used to give me more than 2,000 spirit stones every time, but recently it's only more than 1,000. I only taught him a lesson a while ago!" The young master nodded.

"Look, this is the dog that is disobedient. The disobedient dog should be slaughtered first." The old man in purple smiled, stretched out his hands, and made a careful calculation.

"He has been driving a ferry for so long, and he should have 10,000 or 20,000 spirit stones on him. After he is slaughtered, the ferry can still sell more than 10,000 spirit stones. Isn't it time to collect 30,000 spirit stones?"

After hearing this, the young master narrowed his eyes, and there was greed flashing in it. He felt that what the old man in purple had made sense, and nodded and agreed.

"Yes, this old dog is disobedient. It's time to slaughter it. It's useless to keep it. Let him repay my kindness for "raising" him."

The old man in purple smiled and shook his head slightly, "It's a pity that he has been in the middle stage of the mountain moving realm. If he works hard, he might be able to come to Yutai Mountain to be an ordinary elder."

"Hmph, he was willing to fall into depravity, and he was completely despised as a monk. He ended up like this now, which can be said to be his own fault." The young master snorted coldly and said disdainfully.

"Besides, even if he becomes an ordinary elder, why not? I can slap him in the face and spit on his head."

"Natural." The old man in purple nodded and admitted.

The difference between Cao Gao and ordinary elders in Yutai Mountain is, in the eyes of the old man in purple, just the difference between a wild dog and a domestic dog.

Among monks, there is no difference between high and low levels and dogs.

The old man in purple and the young master thought so.

"Then how to stop Cao Xiaozi's ferry and wait for him to return, it will be too long, and it may not be conducive to our layout." The young master was a little worried in his tone.

"Simple, I've already thought about it." The old man in purple smiled and said, "The Heron Painting of the Unaged Gate is on the ferry. You have a good relationship with Heron Painting. Do you have his voice? "

"Some." The young master nodded.

"Then you just need to send a message to Luhua and let Cao Gao speed up to go to the Bulaomen Ferry. We have important goods for him to bring."

"Then I asked someone to take a high-level ferry to wait at the Bulaomen Ferry first. When Cao Gao arrives at the Bulaomen Ferry, based on your relationship with Bulaomen, Cao Gao's life and death are just something you say."

"Instead of searching for Cao Gao aimlessly in the starry sky, it is better to wait for the rabbit to come easily and directly."

The old man in purple gave his own strategy and thought well in every aspect.

The young master's eyes lit up and he nodded happily, "Then do this. I will inform Luhua now. After taking Cao Gao, I will get this strange treasure and elixir!"

He will suppress Baiji and become the next head coach!

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Amidst the galaxy.

The ferry is not fast. First, it is because it is afraid of crisis and avoids giving in. Second, it is because it saves some spiritual energy and drives faster when it reaches the wide galaxy.

Lu Hua walked out of the guest room, sorted out his clothes, and waved to the old Taoist protector beside him.

"Follow me to find short man Cao."

The old man who protected the Tao did not ask why, he was only responsible for protecting the Tao.

The two of them walked towards the height of the ferry, and they walked towards the corner of Luhua's mouth with a smile, which was the kind of gloating smile.

No kindness.

Cao Gao was walking high, looking at the ferry under the ferry.

"Cao Dwarf." The casual screams of the Lu Painting sounded.

Cao Gao quickly turned his head and smiled, "What's wrong with you?"

Cao Gao knew Luhua, the eldest grandson of the second elder of the Bulao Sect, and the Taoist guard beside him had the peak of the mountain moving realm.

"If you come to Yutai Mountain, I will ask you to go to the Bulaomen Ferry quickly. There are important goods for you to transport. If you neglect, I will not be sure of any consequences."

Luhua had a contemptuous smile on the corner of her mouth.

"But there has never been a word of goods in Yutai Mountain before?" Cao Gao was a little confused.

"How can I know that you were raised by Yutai Mountain, not by me. I just carried the message with you. Whether you listen or not is your business." Luhua said disdainfully.

"Okay... OK." Cao Gao nodded, his head lowered, and he couldn't see his expression, but his tone was a little dim when he listened.

"What can the old dog in Yutai Mountain do?" Luhua smiled and shook her head, and said without bothering about the fun.

"Tsk, pitiful."

He was not afraid that Cao Gao would know, so what if he knew, so what? Where could Cao Gao run to such a big ferry and such a star field?

If needed, Luhua can slaughter Cao Gao now, but the young master of Yutai Mountain will definitely not give him any benefits.

So Lu Hua is too lazy to take action, just watch the fun.

He also hoped that Cao Gao could run quickly, so that the young master of Yutai Mountain would not be able to find Cao Gao for a while, and in a hurry, he could only let Luhua take action.

In this way, the egret painting can get a favor from Yutai Mountain.

Cao Gao didn't say anything, pursed the corners of his lips, and opened the corners of his lips, but he couldn't speak.

"It's okay, I'm very old anyway, haha." Luhua said something I didn't know if it was a consolation or a sarcasm, and then turned around and left.

Cao Gao slowly raised his head and stared at Lu Hua's leaving back, his turbid eyes, and his slightly opened mouth, showing his oldness and helplessness.

The figure is sad.

In the fifth year of the ferry sailing, the speed inexplicably accelerated.

But I didn't go straight to the Bulaomen Ferry.

Luhua saw it and found it interesting, but she didn't stop it. She also hoped that Cao Gao, the old dog, could have the idea of ​​escaping.

In this way he can make a profit from it.

The seventh year.

The ferry stopped in the starry sky.

Cao Gao whispered to Chen Xia: "Senior, leave the ferry and go thousands of miles ahead of the bow of the boat. If you want to go to the Dead Star Realm, you must be more careful and remember to avoid the dead souls."

"Don't you have to stop at the Bulaomen Ferry first?" Chen Xia asked calmly.

"No need, something happened in the middle of the process, so I'll send you here first." Cao Gao shook his head and said.

Chen Xia looked at him and asked calmly: "Do you want help?"

"Don't bother you, senior. It's not a big deal, I can solve it myself." Cao Gao still shook his head.

"Okay." Chen Xia nodded, walked out of the ferry, and turned to say to Cao Gao.

"I'll go and have a look first."

Stepping into the starry sky.

Just below the ferry.

A purple gold flying sword hung as a road sign.

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Chapter completed!