While he was talking, he saw an old man in Taoist attire walking slowly from a distance.
As he walked, his sleeves fluttered, like a fairy.
Every time he took a step, the distance of a hundred or ten meters seemed to shrink into a few inches, and he was in front of everyone in a few steps.
The old Taoist was tall and handsome, with white eyebrows, kind eyes and a compassionate face.
There is a yellow sky above his head, he holds a nine-section staff in his right hand and a simple scroll of bamboo slips in his left hand.
In the gray atmosphere, the three characters of the Taiping Sutra shine brightly.
"Blessings are boundless in the yellow sky."
"Zhang Jiao, a poor Taoist, has met all fellow Taoists."
While he was talking, "Daoguo" loomed behind him.
In the "Tao Kingdom", millions of believers paid homage to Zhang Jiao at the same time.
For such a true leader of a great religion, any spiritual being must show sufficient respect.
Even if you meet the legendary "immortal", it will still be like this.
So even though the two sides were in a hostile position, Black Mama and Song Lao still led everyone to return the favor.
"The leader is welcome."
Chen Daji looked at Zhang Jiao, who seemed to be about to fly into the sky at any time, and couldn't help but ask Chang Baye.
"Ba Ye Ba Ye, this Taoist Master is Zhang Jiao?!"
"He doesn't look fierce either. He's much better looking than his two brothers."
Speaking of "younger brother", Chen Daji suddenly remembered something.
"Eighth Master, do you know that Mr. Zhang Jiao knows that his third brother Zhang Liang was killed by our partnership, and his clothes and pants were stripped off..."
As soon as Chen Daji's words came out of his mouth, Chang Baye knew it was over.
I heard him let out a strange cry of "ouch", and with his big tail, Hua Jiudan, Chen Daji, and Wuxin were all rolled up against him, and they rushed behind Song Lao with a whoosh.
He covered his head tightly with a black pot, even his eyes were hidden inside.
After a moment, he trembled, stammered, and asked cautiously.
"Little, little bastard, what, how are you? Zhang Jiao...is Leader Zhang's attack violent?"
"Song, can Old Song still be able to withstand this?"
"Who is more powerful, the Great Protector or Zhang Jiao?!"
Chen Daji had a dark look on his face.
"Master Ba, please, can you please take off the scapegoat and identify it before running away?!"
"Zhang Laodao didn't take any action at all. Now he and everyone else are looking at us stupidly."
"This scene is a bit embarrassing..."
The facts are indeed the same as what Chen Daji said:
Everyone in the field didn't understand Chang Baye's character, so they looked at them inexplicably.
Obviously, I don't know why this Chang family fairy suddenly behaved like this.
Is this a trick?!!
Just at this time, a little crow flew in the sky and landed on a dead tree to defecate.
What a coincidence, this piece of shit was flying in the wind and hit the black pot above Mr. Chang Ba's head.
The bang was very loud.
So, the scene became even more embarrassing...
Mr. Chang Ba, who had just poked his head out from under the black pot, could not help but complain softly to the little crow in order to resolve the awkward atmosphere.
"What the hell, who raised a black bird? He really has no tutoring!"
"I don't even know how to put on underpants before going out..."
Surprisingly, the little crow is also an accomplished spirit.
After listening to Master Chang Ba's words, it's shining little eyes were full of contempt.
He immediately responded: "Big Changchong, who do you think doesn't have a tutor?"
"Are you stupid for wearing underpants when you poop?!"
Chang Baye: "..."
The little crow ignored Mr. Chang Ba, and while combing his black and shiny feathers with his beak, he said to Chen Daji, who was also dumbfounded.
"Major General, right?"
"Your Majesty Gui Lao asked me to bring you a message: the Bull-headed Horse-faced God Qiao Kun was sued by Wen Liang because of your affairs."
"Now he is going to jail and sentenced."
"Even the Great God Meng Po has been implicated."
"Master Gui Lao reminded me: let the young general decide how to deal with it."
After the little crow finished speaking, he ignored Chen Daji who was even more stunned.
With a flutter of wings, he flew down from the tree and landed directly on Hua Jiunan's shoulder.
Even in front of existences like Hei Mama, Zhang Jiao and Song Lao, his shining eyes were still full of contempt for everything.
"Little sir, when we came from Yinsi, we met the great God Po Meng."
"She said that if my family wants to redress the injustice, it can only hope to be by your side."
"Heiyu also asked the young gentleman to take him in."
As soon as Little Crow finished speaking, four voices sounded in Hua Jiunan's ears at the same time.
They are Song Lao, Hei Mama, Deaf Granny, and the last one is also the most unexpected - it is the leader of the Taiping Sect, Zhang Jiao.
The content of their voices is even more amazingly consistent.
"Promise him!"
Hua Jiunan was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly.
"Since it was recommended by the Great God Meng Po, how dare Nine Difficulties postpone it."
"Kuroba, please live with me from now on."
Little Crow still respects Hua Jiunan quite a bit.
She arched her wings towards him as a salute, then fluttered and flew onto Wu Xin's bald head.
"Little sir, Kuroyu wants to build a nest here permanently, do you think it's okay?"