A big stick sweeps across the wilderness

The old man's name is Gan Su.

He is a member of the Chan sect.

He once participated in the battle to encircle and suppress Ying Gou.

The teaching of Chan emphasizes that people are the most important thing. Those who are not of our race must have different hearts.

Seeing the fire dragon coiled around Jiang Yu, he naturally regarded it as a tamed divine pet.

Even though Jiang Yu told him that Huolong was a family member, he didn't take it seriously.

"Young man, we once fought against Ying Gou together. I know you have great righteousness in your heart. Now that foreign races are invading, the barbarians are taking advantage of the dangerous terrain. You see..."

Gan Su drawled out his words, with the air of an elder.

The status of the strongest is extremely respected in the world of immortal cultivation. In his opinion, personally visiting a junior was already giving Jiang Yu enough face.

Jiang Yu showed a look of sudden realization and bowed repeatedly: "Senior, what advice do you have?"

The human race does not speak as directly as the witch race.

Gan Su stroked his beard and looked at Jiang Yu as if he were a junior. He smiled warmly and said, "Come and help me."

Jiang Yu smiled brightly: "What's your price, senior?"

"What?" Gan Su was obviously stunned for a moment. "As a talented person of the human race, it is natural for you to resist foreign enemies. Fighting with us is a chance for you to be remembered for eternity. Are you still asking me for a reward?"

Jiang Yu waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, no, I mean what price are you willing to offer so that I won't become your enemy."

Then he pointed his lips towards Lingshan and said, "I have friends in Lingshan, and some old acquaintances in the Wu Clan have come to talk to me. I thought that Senior could offer a more suitable price."

His expression and tone were extremely sincere, but Gan Su could sense a hint of sarcasm.

Gan Su narrowed his eyes, and even his aura shook. "I'm offering you a price so that you don't interfere? Hahahaha... young man, you are a junior and you want to wait for a price among three forces with dozens of gods? Aren't you playing with fire?"

He had seen Jiang Yu's strength when he was besieging Ying Gou. Although he was outstanding among the young people, he was still far from being able to have the best of both worlds in such an occasion.

In Gan Su's opinion, Jiang Yu's confidence comes from the three dragons with unstable breath.

But what about the dragon?

The dragon is the totem of the Human Emperor, not of the Chan sect.

In the face of the killing array prepared by Gan Su, they were unable to make any waves.

Jiang Yu's smile remained unchanged, and his tone was still enthusiastic: "I'm afraid that this trip will be in vain. Next time we talk about this, I will take the initiative to make an offer."

"Hahahaha... OK, OK! The young are formidable!" Gan Su was amused by Jiang Yu's serious look. He said condescendingly: "Since we are both human, I will give you a word of advice. Don't show up on the battlefield. Otherwise... the immortal magic will be blind."

Jiang Yu bowed slightly: "Thank you for your guidance, senior."

"Okay!" Gan Su squeezed out a word stiffly. He waved his sleeves and floated away.

The smile on Jiang Yu's face never faded at all.

He really didn't take the stay seriously.

After killing two first-generation gods, the strongest were no longer unattainable in his eyes.

As for taking advantage of your age...

Any soldier picked out from the Xuandao Camp is qualified to be Gan Su’s ancestor.

Liang looked at Gan Su's departing back with a sinister look on his face: "What do you need me to do?"

He was at the stage where he had just learned a little bit about poisoning and was eager to prove himself.

"Ok?"

Jiang Yu looked Liang up and down, and after a long pause, he asked tentatively, "How about...you go sing a song for them?"

It’s not that he looks down on Liang, but he really can’t find any reason to look up to him.

Liang's expression froze: "I..."

Jiang Yu continued to give advice: "Or, you can go back to Lingshan. Think about how to please those old men. After all, I am Ling's ex-husband in name only. It doesn't seem appropriate for you to stay here all the time, right?"

Don’t blame Jiang Yu for driving people away.

Liang got alopecia when he was infected with the disease. He hasn't grown any new feathers yet.

There are many brown orchid leaves stuck on its body as substitutes for feathers.

It looks like a mixed-feather chicken.

This appearance greatly lowered the appearance of the Xuan Dao Camp.

Liang looked thoughtful and said, "How about... I use singing to boost everyone's morale?"

"Don't!" Jiang Yu was shocked: "You will die faster that way."

"Brother Yu, let's stay here for a while." Ling had become much more haggard in the past two days. Not only because of the sleepless journey, but also because of the opposition of the Ten Witches to her and Liang.

Seeing Ling had spoken, Jiang Yu couldn't refuse. He sighed and said helplessly, "Okay. Don't worry about anything else for now. Get some rest first."

He may not take Liang seriously, but Ling was once his partner.

Since you are in trouble, try your best to help.

Ling was a poisonous body. The tent was set up at a distance from the Black Blade Camp.

He hid in the tent and fiddled with poisonous plants and poisonous insects, and didn't get close to other people.

Seems a little lonely.

Jiang Yu put his arms around Xin Yuan Ruoxue and Han Xinshuang's waists and said, "Alas, Ling girl is a little depressed. You go and keep her company."

Han Xinshuang rolled her eyes at Jiang Yu and said, "Now you think about taking care of other people's feelings. What did you do before?"

Jiang Yu knew she was talking about pushing Ling to Liang.

But Ling completely avoided his aesthetic taste and his mind was not on him.

If neither side has any ideas, why force them together?

Not knowing whether to laugh or cry, he said, "I just treat her as a partner, nothing else. What? Are you jealous?"

"Humph!"

Han Xinshuang took Aragaki Ruoxue's arm and walked towards Ling's tent with her waist twisted.

The fire dragon looked at the two men's backs and said, "Good job, boys! You're almost catching up with me."

Jiang Yu nodded slightly: "Everyone in the world is a dragon. I am far from that."

"What?" The two Chilongs turned their heads at the same time. They stared at the Fire Dragon with scrutiny: "Did you say that?"

The fire dragon shuddered and laughed awkwardly, "I mean that the three of us will have many children and grandchildren. Let our descendants spread all over the world."

"Why do I feel that this is not what you mean?" One of the Chilongs looked increasingly unfriendly.

Another Chilong nodded in agreement: "Yes! There are so many witches here. We can't give the scum dragon a chance to do bad things."

As he spoke, he bit the fire dragon on the left and right and flew away from Jiang Yu.

A deep hole was dug directly into the ground.

Let’s discuss the topic of all the people in the world being dragons.

Ke Rou's ears twitched and a blush appeared on her cheeks.

He glared at the ghost formation fiercely: "It's nothing! Bah!"

Gui Zhen was bewildered: "Ah? Not what?"

He is once again bearing the blame that he shouldn't be bearing at this age...

The black tortoise and the mermaid queen flew to Jiang Yu's camp together. As soon as they landed, they laughed out loud: "Boy, you really came. Tell me, what bad things are you planning this time?"

Jiang Yu got a headache when he saw the black tortoise: "What are you doing? Running here one by one. Are you eating a buffet? What bad things can I hold back?"

The merman Wang Chao bowed slightly to Jiang Yu: "We heard that your family was attacked, so we rushed over to help. Fortunately, no irreparable damage was caused."

Jiang Yu scratched his head, not knowing how to explain his relationship with Lingshan. He laughed and said, "I'm not really your maternal family. But I'm still very grateful that you guys came forward."

There are polyandrous people among the drug addicts, but he and Ling are nothing like them.

The black tortoise poked Jiang Yu with its huge front claws. He said bluntly, "Do you have any better healing medicine? Jiuying, that bastard, is always yelling in front of the formation. But I can't fight him in my current state!"

Jiang Yu saw that the black turtle looked really miserable.

Reach out and press its paw, directly injecting life into it.

"Hey? Hey hi? Hey hi hi hi..."

The black tortoise felt a tingling sensation all over its body, and even the cracks in its shell slowly healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His wheel-like eyes also lit up: "Jiuying relies on his strong self-healing ability and acts arrogantly in front of me every day. I will twist off all his remaining eight heads!"

Jiang Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I really don't understand why you, as a turtle, like to call others turtles so much. If you want cubs, can't you give birth to a few yourself?"

“Puh, puh, puh, puh!” The black turtle spat more than ten times in a row: “I am a black turtle! How can I be compared with a turtle?”

Jiang Yu wiped off the saliva that splashed on his body and said helplessly: "Okay, just do your best. Just don't get beaten to death. It doesn't matter even if you can't be saved. Next time you reincarnate, I will help you find a good family."

The black tortoise sneered at his words: "Oh, you are quite capable, eh?"

Jiang Yu smiled shyly.

"good!"