My brother is so stable

Whenever a disciple brings Jiang Shang back to Biyou Palace, the master will definitely accept Jiang Shang as an apprentice, and I will cherish and train him carefully, so that he can achieve Taoism and longevity as soon as possible..."

"Heh, that's beautiful."

The corners of Quan Tong's mouth curled slightly, but his eyes turned to the other side of Jiang's residence, and he said calmly:

"Come out, why hide?

I have been sitting here for three years, do I still not know you are here? "

After Quandong's words fell, the coercion of the Emperor of Heaven that only masters could detect was radiating from his body.

All parts of the Jiang Mansion were calm for a while, and then a fairy light swept across, and all the mortals in the mansion fell into a coma, and then the fairy light...

Lights up from every corner in every direction.

Two flying insects emerged from the roof of the box house, turning into two old men with dragon heads;

Three streaks of streamer emerged from the flowerpot in the living room, but they were three veterans in patched clothes.

The watchdog in the backyard trembled a few times, and turned into a fairy, but it was an old woman from the demon clan who was glowing with merit and virtue.

Another maid, who was pretending to be sleepy, smiled awkwardly, got up and looked around, and took out the jade token of the Palace of the Notre Dame...

Two underworld ghost generals floated out of the corner, looking around at this moment, dumbfounded.

This is not finished.

From the forest outside the city, a middle-aged Taoist stood up, took one step to the sky above Jiang's mansion, and bowed to Quandong, but it was Guangchengzi, the head of the Twelve Golden Immortals.

Tsuen Tung: ...

so much?

He didn't pay attention to it before... Cough, it doesn't matter.

Quan Tong snorted coldly, his eyes flickering.

The two ghost generals quickly knelt down and kowtowed, their figures dissipated in a puff of smoke;

The Fairy of the Holy Mother bowed to salute, but she rose into the air and landed behind Taoist Duobao.

The three old Taoists of the Western Sect didn't say a word, they bowed and wanted to retreat, Taoist Duobao immediately wanted to move forward when he saw this.

How can the ashes of robbery given for nothing not be raised?

But Guang Chengzi showed a slight smile, and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Duobao, you are one step late."

Daoist Duobao was stopped without any trace.

Those three veterans hurried on their way with their heads bowed, and in a blink of an eye they escaped hundreds of miles and disappeared in a flash.

Taoist Duobao didn't feel annoyed, and said with a smile, "Brother Guangchengzi is here by such a coincidence?"

"It's not a coincidence," Guang Chengzi said softly, "Pindao was ordered by the teacher to wait here for a long time, secretly protecting the No. 13 Golden Immortal of Chanjiao."

Daoist Duobao's eyes flashed brightly.

Quan Dong beside him couldn't help showing a faint smile.

Although His Majesty the Jade Emperor has no experience in dealing with the government affairs of the Heavenly Court, he has experienced the ancient times and the ancient times, and served for a long time before the Taoist ancestor, so he has seen many such insinuations and secret rivalries.

Whether this Guangchengzi has the decree of a sage, the Jade Emperor himself does not know.

But in this wave, the price offered by Guang Chengzi has steadily surpassed Taoist Duobao. Taoist Duobao just suffered from impetuousness and rush to make a move, so he didn't notice Guang Chengzi who was hiding outside the city.

In this wave of confrontation, Chanjiao has already won.

But judging by Taoist Duobao's appearance, it seemed that he still had to struggle.

Sure enough, Daoist Duobao smiled and said, "I never thought that the Second Martial Uncle would like such a disciple.

It stands to reason that since the second senior uncle has already taken a fancy to him, the poor should not say anything more, but should I ask Junior Brother Chang Geng about this matter.

After all, Jiang Shang's identity is known to you and me, and he has a very close relationship with Junior Brother Chang Geng. "

But Guang Chengzi said: "Jiang Shang has already cut off karma with Junior Brother Chang Geng in his previous life. Junior Brother Chang Geng once personally promised to the Holy Mother and Uncle that there happens to be a fairy from Nuwa Palace here, so Junior Brother will know if he asks."

Taoist Duobao looked at the fairy, but the latter smiled and narrowed his eyes, neither opening nor leaving.

Who doesn't have a saint behind him?

The situation suddenly became stalemate.

Not afraid of big troubles, Quan Tong raised his hand and pointed directly to protect the sleeping child Jiang Shang, suddenly he had a bold idea in his heart.

or……

uh-huh?

After a while, Guang Chengzi broke the silence above the Jiang residence, and said with a smile:

"Junior Brother Duobao doesn't seem to have given up his mind yet?"

"Ah," Duo Bao cupped his hands and sighed with a smile, "Actually, I shouldn't have competed with my senior for this junior, but Jiang Shang hasn't joined the Chanjiao yet, so Pindao always has some ideas."

Guang Chengzi restrained his smile, and said calmly: "Could it be that fellow Taoist is deliberately embarrassing me today, deliberately destroying my way of teaching fate?"

"Brother Dao's words are different," Daoist Duobao smiled, and looked at Guang Chengzi, as if two small lightning bolts collided in the air.

The whole big city is suddenly like an ice cellar!

On Sanxian Island, Li Changshou, who was having an awkward chat with the two fairy sisters, frowned at this time, and said to the Holy Mother of Jinling and the Holy Mother of Wudang:

"Something happened in the heavenly court, I will deal with it."

Then he stepped back, closed his eyes outside the fairy pavilion, and focused his attention on... Nanfang Buzhou...

Ginger House.

backyard.

The maid in charge of feeding the young master of the Jiang family opened her eyes, but then closed them again.

In the kitchen, the head chef of the Jiang Mansion stretched his waist and stood up, chopping the kitchen knife in his hand on the cutting board, and Shi Shiran walked out.

In the past three years, that sound...

[Master has the protection of heaven, so I don't need to worry about it. 】