After being forced to dress up as the leader of Chanjiao

In fact, a considerable number of Jiejiao disciples did not understand the killing order issued by Taoist Duobao.Excluding the Madonna of the Golden Spirit who is such an idiot fan, most of the disciples of the Jiejiao still maintained their rationality and did not plunge into the dispute between the two religions, which was specifically manifested as paddling.

It was another day when the two armies yelled and cursed, and the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, who was at the forefront, was in high spirits. The flying golden sword made the tiger fierce and changed dozens of moves. No sound.

Twelve Golden Immortals: To overthrow the power of a religion for one's own self-interest, to avenge private revenge, to act like a villain.

Disciple of Interceptor: Bah, you Twelve Golden Immortals are shameless, we have nothing to do with hunting.

Twelve Golden Immortals: Shen Gongbao, I am a good man, how can I allow you to cut me off.

Disciple of Jiejiao: Nonsense, it is obvious that I am a disciple of the third generation of Jiejiao, the rebel of the big brother.

Seeing that the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit couldn't bear the scolding, she simply rolled up her sleeves and said loudly, "Go!"

Disciple of interception: slip away.

Although this kind of behavior of abandoning the senior sister is unethical, it is undeniable that the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit has amazing fighting power, and she can easily fight three times. A group of people besieged her, and she even kicked the opponent with her body, and then cursed shamelessly.

The Huanglong real person who got kicked in the balls: the most poisonous woman's heart!pain……

On this day, the two sides drew a tie. The Twelve Golden Immortals returned home. The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit enjoyed being surrounded by her juniors and younger sisters. The Holy Mother had a happy party, and the drunken Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit counted her fingers, remembering that the elder brother hadn't praised herself, so she excitedly asked Taoist Duobao to beg for praise, but was stopped by the Holy Mother of Wudang on the way.

"Senior sister, senior brother is seeing a guest."

Although the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit was dissatisfied, she knew the general idea, so she muttered a few words, "What kind of guest, I didn't wink at all, junior sister, let's go, let's go drink."

The Holy Mother of Wudang outside the tent was taken away by the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit. Inside the tent, Taoist Duobao burned incense with bare hands, and a few wisps of light smoke rose up, melting the picturesque eyebrows and eyes. He asked again, "Why did you do this, fellow Taoist?"

Taoist Ran Deng sat on the lower left, with a smile that did not reach his eyes, "They are all sensible people, why should you ask, fellow Taoist, I am here for Shen Gongbao."

Talking about Shen Gongbao Duobao Daoist's expression changed, he put down the stove, and said unhurriedly, "Shen Gongbao absconded in fear of crime, and he deserves death. If fellow Taoists intercede for Shen Gongbao, please forgive me for the inconvenience."

Daoist Ran Deng leaned forward and deliberately lowered his voice, "Fellow Daoist, if you want people not to know, you must do nothing yourself."

Daoist Duobao shook his hands and raised his chin slightly, "What fellow Taoist said, the poor Taoist couldn't understand."

Taoist Ran Deng laughed twice, "Forget it, you know what I know, it's meaningless if you have to tell the truth, I just want to ask you, what will you do after you catch Shen Gongbao?"

"It's not that good, you should be punished, you should be killed."

Taoist Ran Deng realized it, and said again, "But now the Twelve Golden Immortals are protecting Shen Gongbao, I think it's a bit difficult to stop teaching."

Mentioning the Twelve Golden Immortal Duobao Daoist's expression became much colder, his tone was slightly disdainful, and he kept a bit of face in his words, "I want to kill some time, but it will be a matter of time."

This time, Daoist Ran Deng didn't give face. "Time waits for no one, fellow daoist. Once it wears on for a long time, there will always be casualties. It's not easy for a fellow daoist to avoid a big war. Are we going to repeat the same mistakes and die another Holy Mother of Fire Spirit?"

When it came to the Holy Mother of Fire, Daoist Daobao's face was ugly, and his hands on the desk were clenched into fists, obviously touched by Taoist Randeng.

Taoist Ran Deng took advantage of the fire to rob, "I am friendly to the Tao, and a quick decision is the best policy. After all, it is not good for anyone if it is delayed for a long time."

Taoist Duobao said slowly, "What do you want?"

Taoist Randeng walked up to Taoist Duobao and stated the real purpose of this trip, "I think that although the twelve golden immortals are all three flowers gathered on the top, and the five qi are in the body, but each person has a predestined relationship in practice, and the depth is different. As strong as Guang Chengzi, he only obtained the benefit of the magic weapon, and as inferior as Master Huanglong, he is just a person who occupies the name, and he is no match for a fellow daoist, and I am here to tell a fellow daoist, the method of the Twelve Golden Immortals."

He told Taoist Duobao about the weaknesses of the Twelve Golden Immortals one by one, and when he mentioned Master Yuding, Taoist Ran Deng smiled and said, "Catch Yang Jian."

Daoist Duobao listened in silence, and the last one who was pure and pure and moral, Daoist Duobao asked, "What do fellow Taoists want?"

Daoist Ran Deng hesitated, with a look of hesitation on his face. Daoist Duobao didn't understand, so he quickly took Taoist Ran Deng's hand and said, "Fellow Daoist helped me take down the Twelve Golden Immortals. I should solve the problem for you, otherwise I feel bad about it."

Taoist Ran Deng secretly thought, if I win the Twelve Golden Immortals in this trip, I will be an ancient Western religion in the future, and I will have no intersection with Jiejiao. Long nights and many dreams.

"If fellow Taoist is willing, you can hand over the twelve golden immortals to me."

Taoist Duobao should not mention it, and personally sent Taoist Burning Lamp to leave the big tent. The moon is away from the branches, lead clouds are pressing on the jade plate, and the stars are hard to shine. Taoist Duobao is standing in the wind. Big Brother."

"I can hear everything clearly." Taoist Duobao's voice was extremely cold, and his expression was difficult to distinguish under the moonlight.

"Understood." The Holy Mother of Wudang bowed her head with a cold expression.

"Tomorrow, you and Sanxiao will fight to win the Twelve Golden Immortals. As for Shen Gongbao, I will deal with it myself." Taoist Duobao moved his nose slightly in the middle of speaking, wondering, "What's the smell?"

The Holy Mother of Wudang was very embarrassed, "Well, I drank a little wine with Senior Sister Jin Ling, not much."

After finishing speaking, the Holy Mother of Wudang burped, her cheeks flushed red.

"Just a cup."

**

Yang Jian felt that he was involved in something terrible, and he really wanted to go and complain to Nezha about what he had seen and heard. Given Nezha's heartlessness, he could only keep his words in his heart, and he promised not to come Real person Yuding said in front of him that Yang Jian could only secretly follow Guang Chengzi back with his stomach full.Nezha got up early the next day and saw Yang Jian ordering troops on the battlefield, so the two brothers hooked Yang Jian's neck, "Are you going to the battlefield today?"

Yang Jian looked at Nezha, then at the Twelve Golden Immortals in the distance, and his complaints turned into an unfathomable sentence, "You are still young, so you don't understand."

Nezha: He is an adult!

Restricted by the military order, Yang Jian could only play sandbags with Nezha in the big tent this day. Two half-sized young men squatted there, each with a more serious expression, which made Ji Chang look up curiously, and then retreated with a face full of constipation. .

Losing three rounds in a row, coupled with his stomach full of worries, Yang Jian lost the mood to continue playing, dropped the sandbag and said that he would go back to the account to read military books.Nezha chuckled twice, instigating Yang Jian, "How about we go to the battlefield to see?"

Yang Jian's face was serious, and his tone was taken away by Nezha, "Let's go together, I will take responsibility for any accidents."

Nezha liked Yang Jian's temperament of taking the initiative to take the blame, and immediately packed the sandbags, and the Hot Wheels spun around from the camp to the battlefield.

Because it was stolen, the two dared not say anything, and hid in the clouds to observe the scene below.I saw several square flags lined up below, forming a formation, the yellow sand in the center of the formation was surging, the wind was strong, and the wind was fast, and several figures could be vaguely seen trapped in it. When the two of them took a closer look, it was their uncle and uncle .Outside the formation, Sanxiao besieged Guang Chengzi and forced Guang Chengzi to a dead end. The Virgin of Wudang fought against Daoist Yuding, and the Virgin of Jinling was on par with Taoist Randeng.

Looking at the scene, Nezha was about to fight immediately, and he didn't want to be held down by Yang Jian. Yang Jian said, "Master, they can't win. If we go, we will have a little chance of winning."

Nezha understood this, but he didn't think so emotionally. He looked left and right, and finally asked Yang Jian angrily, "What can I do?"

Yang Jian said, "Stay still, let's see the situation first."

Daoist Yunxia Duobao stood with his hands behind his back, manipulating the formation, and seeing another one being swallowed by the yellow sand, he shouted at Guang Chengzi, "Hand over Shen Gongbao, and I will spare you."

Master Yuding shouted, "Brother, don't listen to him."

Guang Chengzi had his own considerations. When he came, he was told by Jiang Yun to help other people overcome the catastrophe, otherwise it would be difficult to convince the crowd when he sat on the position of the first disciple in the future. Right now, the immortals are besieging the yellow sand formation. Life has become a problem.

The Daoist Combustible Lamp hasn't been taken yet, how can he be willing.

Taoist Ran Deng knew that Guang Chengzi admired Yuanshi Tianzun the most, and thought to himself that even if he took him to the west, he might not be honest, so it would be better to abandon him, and it would be easy to do things.Then he shouted, "Pay it over."

Guang Chengzi was worrying about Taoist Ran Deng, and this guy came to join in the fun, and his bad mood got even worse.Anyway, the younger brother couldn't come back, Guang Chengzi smashed the pot and rushed out of the siege, Fan Tianyin slapped Taoist Randeng and shouted, "Take your life!"

Taoist Burning Lamp:? ? ?

A group of onlookers:? ? ?

**

The battlefield in this room is complicated and confusing, and the battle at Sanshan Pass on the other side is at a stalemate. Lu Ya and the opponent will know how powerful they are after three rounds, and regret accepting this challenge.But the words have been put down, and Lu Ya couldn't hold back when he returned in vain. Thinking of the black bird eggs in Yuxu Palace, Lu Ya gritted his teeth and stepped forward to fight.

The fairy-killing gourd around his waist shook, but he didn't take it off.

After another miss, Lu Ya had already made up his mind. He jumped onto a big tree next to him, playing with his temper, "No more fights, no more fights."

Kong Xuan saw that Lu Ya had no fighting spirit, so he also took the golden whip, went under the tree and raised his head and shouted at Lu Ya, "Which family are you from?"

Lu Ya frowned and hugged his chest unwillingly, "Master has grown up."

Kong Xuan sneered, very bluntly, and took out a handful of golden feathers from his bosom, "Adult?"

When Lu Ya saw Ling Yu, he touched his lower back first, then blushed, and scolded Kong Xuan for being shameless, "You are shameless!"

Birds like them have always cherished their wings very much, not only for their beauty, but also for courtship.Lu Ya lost his parents when he was young, but he should know a lot.He didn't think about the other half, which didn't mean he didn't understand what it meant to be plucked.

Especially a male bird.

The big tree has no flames, and the dazzling sun rises up, spraying out terrible flames, Lu Ya's face is gloomy, the crow's head is looming behind him, and the black wings cover the sky and the sun. For the peacock under the tree.

Kong Xuan took a step back, half-jokingly, "No, I was just kidding you."

Lu Ya licked the corner of his mouth, looked at Kong Xuan with beautiful golden eyes, and said with a childish smile, "Okay, I'll tease you too."

A sharp cry sounded, several streams of flames attacked Kong Xuan, vowing to devour Kong Xuan completely, Kong Xuan hurriedly used spells to dodge, who knew that Lu Ya would not let him go, and made another move after one move was not eliminated, forcing him to attack him. Kong Xuan retreated steadily.Seeing this scene, Kong Xuan was annoyed, "Are you serious?"

Lu Ya tilted his head innocently, "Are you angry?"

Half of the corner of his robe was burned, and the opponent was aggressive, how could Kong Xuan give in again, he pulled out, threw the golden whip and directly sacrificed the five-color divine light, brushing away a stream of flames on the spot, no matter how many streams of flames there are in the future, they will all be destroyed. The holes are brushed clean.

Seeing the turn of the situation, Lu Ya pouted, accepted the remaining flames, and the crow's head disappeared behind him, leaving only a pair of wings flapping gently. He stretched out his hand confidently, "Give it back to me."

Kong Xuan asked, "What do you pay me back?"

"Give me back my master's things."

Kong Xuan was amused by Lu Ya's unreasonable temper. He didn't have any murderous intentions in his heart. He just thought the cub in front of him was funny and couldn't help but want to tease him again. "What do you want is the Sun God Fire, or the original Feather?"

Lu Ya was annoyed, "You asked knowingly."

Kong Xuan looked up at Lu Ya on the tree. The young man had a pair of bright golden eyes, like flowing molten gold, and like the sun at dusk. They were incredibly beautiful. He sent an invitation to Lu Ya, "Come down and get it yourself."

……

After getting the lost feathers, Lu Ya's mood obviously improved a lot. He counted the feathers on his hands, and perfunctorily answered Kong Xuan's question.

"Who sent you here?"

"Bald donkey."

Knowing the cause and effect, Kong Xuan said, "I can accompany you to the West."

Lu Ya was stunned, unable to believe it.

"Really?"

Kong Xuan smiled, his clear eyes reflected Yingri, "What did I lie to you for? But, you have to promise me three things."

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