My Master is Lin Zhengying

For a while, the food was not so delicious.

Uncle Jiu and the others frowned after hearing this.

And at this moment, they looked at each other.

Now the Daomeng family is fighting against the evil sect together.

This is to protect the world and Kyushu.

But if the warlords take it all in one piece, who will deal with those evil spirits?

If it was in the past, Nan Chen would definitely not go to join and pay attention to it.

But as he continued to grow, he continued to integrate into this world.

His disposition also gradually changed.

And under the influence of Uncle Jiu, he has a sense of responsibility to the people around him.

Subconsciously, Nan Chen also regards himself as a practitioner who protects Taoism and exorcises demons.

Rather than a simple traveler.

At this time, Nan Chen instinctively jumped out an idea.

This matter cannot be ignored.

One side is a decent Taoist priest with a good reputation.

Slay demons and exorcise demons to protect the safety of one party.

On the other side is an evil warlord who exploits the villagers and takes away the fat and anointing of the people.

Nan Chen thought in his heart, and quickly made a judgment.

Immediately said to Uncle Jiu next to him:

"Master, we can't ignore this matter!"

Uncle Jiu has righteousness in mind, so he can naturally see the situation clearly.

Fellow Daoists are in trouble, so naturally they can't just sit idly by.

Uncle Jiu had a serious expression on his face, and then nodded.

Seeing Uncle Jiu nodding, the rest of the tablemates put down their bowls and chopsticks one after another.

"Uncle, it's not too late, let's go over and help!"

"That's right Daochang Lin, I still have a little impression of this Biye Temple.

During the Dao League meeting, I also met a few members of their sect, it is a small sect..."

The villagers reacted to Nan Chen and others.

They were all a little surprised, and looked at Uncle Nan Chen and the others suspiciously.

As for Uncle Jiu, he immediately stood up.

Nan Chen and the others also stood up.

Then I saw Uncle Jiu clasped his fists.

He said to the host's house and the rest of the villagers:

"Old Bai, my friends.

Pindao will stay soon when he has something important to do, thank you for your hospitality..."

Bai Lao is that old man.

Seeing Uncle Jiu like this, the old man was a little surprised and said:

"You, are you going to Biye Temple?"

Uncle Jiu nodded:

"Yes, fellow practitioners have difficulties, we practitioners cannot just sit idly by!"

"But Daoist, it's very dangerous there."

"Yes, Daoist, Marshal Duan is cruel and merciless. If it falls into his hands, life would be worse than death."

"Daozhang, you can't go there..."

The villagers are all kind to persuade.

But everyone has made up their minds and will not change their destination just because of the danger.

Uncle Jiu waved his hand:

"Thank you for your kind words and persuasion. Fellow Daoists are in trouble, and I can't just sit idly by.

I wish the newlyweds a happy marriage for a hundred years and an early birth to a precious son.

Goodbye, everyone..."

After finishing speaking, Uncle Jiu got a long sword on his back, turned around and left.