From the Chaos to the Tomb Robbery

Mo Jiu took a step forward, blocking the gazes of Jie Yin and Zhunti from looking at Zhang Qiling.

He stared at the two bald monks in front of him with his pupils wide open. What are you looking at? This is my little brother.

Jie Yin and Zhunti's face looked really bitter now!

If the karma is not repaid, they will have no hope of becoming a saint!

But these two Taoists are not easy to talk to.

If it was like Hongyun's, although the cause and effect of letting the group go, it involved the cause and effect of becoming a saint, but they would not be unable to deal with it in the future, and the cause and effect would be cleared when the person died.

But these two don't dare to do that.

They originally wanted to use someone else's hand to get rid of Hong Yun, so as to end the cause and effect between them. But now Hong Yun is on good terms with the two Daozi, even though Hong Yun holds the only ray of Hong Meng purple energy besides the Six Heavenly Saints, the great powers of the prehistoric world have been watching and dared not to take action.

"Why does this mount have three heads?"

Mo Jiu walked around the two men and headed straight for a strange beast with three heads.

“Ugly.”

Zhunti followed and said, "It's too ugly for me, I will take it away immediately so it won't bother me."

With a wave of his hand, he took the three night dogs away without waiting for Mo Jiu to react.

Although these three night dogs were not good creatures, they were still among the only creatures in the West, and he did not want to lose them.

"It's boring." Seeing this, Mo Jiu suddenly lost the idea of ​​going shopping again.

"Chirp..."

Mo Jiu was thinking about turning around and retreating when suddenly, he heard the sound of a young bird singing.

Jie Yin Zhunti's body froze, and a sentence popped up in his mind: It's over! How could they forget about this guy?

"Bird!" Mo Jiu looked around.

"No, no!" Jie Yin Zhunti shook his head repeatedly.

"My ears are fine." Mo Jiu followed the voice and ran over directly.

After a while, Mo Jiu's surprised voice was heard.

"Wow! A golden bird!"

Zhang Qiling's eyes flashed and he pursed his lips slightly.

"It's too small. There's no meat after roasting it."

Jie Yin Zhunti was crying loudly because the Garuda that he had managed to kidnap was about to be lost.

After hearing what Zhang Qiling said, he looked at the two men as if he had seen the devil.

The son of Yuan Feng, the only Garuda in the world, roasted... roasted and eaten? Are they so sad that their ears have problems?

The Garuda was attracting Mo Jiu's attention for himself. He thought that if he followed Daozi and became his mount, he would rise rapidly and live a life that all mounts would envy.

Frightened by Zhang Qiling's words, the bird retracted its head under its wings and trembled.

"It's a little small, and not as satisfying as the phoenix." Mo Jiu nodded as he looked at the Garuda that was only one meter tall.

Jie Yin Zhunti: Is it okay to say you want to eat the phoenix in front of the son of Yuan Feng?

The Garuda was so frightened that its body was shaking like a sieve.

Ahhh... Help! It's still small and doesn't want to be eaten!

"It's shaking like this. Is it sick?" Mo Jiu frowned and looked at it.

Zhunti immediately said, "Yes, yes, this Garuda is sick, and eating it will affect your Taoist body."

In order to save the Garuda, Zhunti really spoke without hesitation.

Zhang Qiling did not expose him. As for the secret thoughts in his heart, probably only his father who met him halfway knew it.

"But it looks so golden and beautiful." Mo Jiu thought about it, then reached out and picked up the Garuda, staring at it with shining eyes.

Garuda: Are you touched? I dare not move!

Jie Yin and Zhunti, you two keep saying how great Dapeng is and even feed him delicious food. Now why don’t you save Dapeng?

Jie Yin and Zhunti shed two tears silently.

Dapeng! It's not that I don't want to save you, it's your mother, Queen Yuanfeng, who gave birth to you to suit my taste.

Go with peace of mind! We will help you find your brother and take good care of him.

"Let me play with your bird for a few days." Mo Jiu touched the cold golden wings of Dapeng, his face full of excitement.

The little golden mantis shrimp carries him in the sea, and there is a big roc in the sky.

Hehehe...

Just one land mount left, now we're all set!

They are all golden, Xiaojiu likes them.

After coming to the West and getting a flying mount, Mo Jiu no longer wanted to play the fate game with Jie Yin and the others.

"Brother, brother, let's go!"

Zhang Qiling lowered his head and stared at the big roc in his hand that was pretending to be dead. Why wasn’t it a golden unicorn? Xiaojiu would never be interested in them.

Mo Jiu saw that he was staring at the big bird, "Brother, what's wrong with this bird?"

"It's too small and difficult to raise." Zhang Qiling said.

"Yes, yes, little Taoist, why don't you wait until I grow up a little before going out to play?" Jie Yin still wanted to save the Garuda that he had obtained with great difficulty.

"It's okay, Xiao Zhang will take care of it."

Zhang Qiling pondered for a moment. The Zhang family in Motuo would raise eagles as messengers.

But this bird’s cultivation level is higher than that of the Zhang family. Can they raise it?

Zhunti looked at the trembling Garuda under Mo Jiu's hand and wanted to say something else, but Jie Yin quietly stopped him.

Things have come to this point. Although losing the Garuda is as painful as cutting flesh, it is not impossible to send this ancestor away.

"Brother, let's go back and stay hawk-free."

Mo Jiu picked up the Garuda like a chicken and walked back with Zhang Qiling.

Zhang Qiling: …

He looked at Mo Jiu and thought he looked like a spoiled dandy.