A big stick sweeps across the wilderness

Spirit world.

On the vast grassland, a strange man in a leopard-print skirt is running fast.

It seems like being chased by something.

His feet were large and his calf muscles were exceptionally developed.

Walk on tiptoes.

Although it cannot fly, its speed is not slower than flying.

"Hey, brother Tails. Long time no see!"

An abrupt voice sounded behind the boulder, causing the weirdo to stop abruptly. He looked at the boulder with vigilance and asked in a bad tone, "Who?"

There was a rustling sound from behind the boulder. Two heads popped out: "I am a proud insect."

Qizhong was quite surprised, and put his hand on the medicine pestle at his waist: "Arrogant insect? What are you doing hiding behind the stone? Are you ambushing me? I have never been an enemy of the Divine Court."

"I'm taking a shit!" Jiao Chong walked out slowly, holding up his pants: "Where are you going in such a hurry?"

The corner of his eye twitched and he subconsciously took two steps back.

After thinking for a while, he walked a few steps further away, avoiding the downwind. He frowned and asked, "You didn't follow the God King to conquer the lower world? Why are you alone in a place like this?"

Jiao Chong raised the corner of his mouth, revealing Jiang Yu's signature smile: "Time is tight, I can't tell you in detail. Forgive me!"

"Forgive what?"

He stood on tiptoe and was startled, and suddenly felt a gust of evil wind blowing from behind his head.

"Tuk!"

There was a muffled sound.

He stood on tiptoe, his eyes rolled back, and fell backwards.

Jiang Yu gave Jiao Chong a thumbs up, then ran off on tiptoe.

A year ago, he had to go through a life-and-death battle to deal with the first generation of the God Clan. Now with the cooperation of the proud insects, it was completely easy to defeat them.

On the back of the black turtle, five first-generation gods were sitting cross-legged around Si.

Everyone looked serene and composed.

Si didn't look at all like he did when he was running for his life.

A faint golden glow floated behind his head. His expression was compassionate, and his magnetic voice was reassuring: "If we can let everything go with the wind, we will be free in the world. We must be able to take on things and let go of things. Taking on things is ability, and letting go is wisdom."

Several gods pondered for a moment, then showed signs of enlightenment.

Jiang Yu threw the heel to Si's feet. He secretly admired this charlatan.

As expected of the Demon Lord, his brainwashing ability is unparalleled in the world.

In just a few days, the unruly first generation of gods called themselves disciples.

No wonder Shi Yi was so fooled that he was at a loss.

The five first-generation gods did not need Si's instructions. They took the initiative to wake Qizhong up. Then they restrained him firmly and said with a smile: "Congratulations, brother Qizhong. It is a great opportunity for us to listen to the teachings of the Holy Master!"

Qizhi's eyes widened in fear, and he struggled desperately: "Let me go. What are you doing? I want to leave. I don't want any chance!"

However, the ones holding him down were from the first generation of gods, and he couldn't break free at all.

Si put his hands together and said in a gentle tone: "Meeting is fate, follow fate and follow your heart. Deep fate brings people together, shallow fate separates. Daoist friend, since we meet, why don't you chat? You will leave afterward. Naturally, no one will stop you."

Jiang Yu shuddered and ran away immediately.

He was afraid of listening to Duosi and being brainwashed.

When Jiao Chong saw Jiang Yu walking towards him, he sighed and said, "These brothers will definitely blame me."

"How could that be?" Jiang Yu laughed. He sat down opposite Jiao Chong and said, "You did this for the God Clan. And they didn't suffer any harm. I think these guys like to listen to Si's preaching."

When the word Si was mentioned, Jiao Chong showed an expression as if he had eaten a dead fly.

He knew that Si's rhetoric was heretical, but he couldn't tell what was wrong with it. Anyway, every time he saw Si's charlatan look, he wanted to hit him with a stick.

It just so happens that Si's brainwashing is very effective. It can ensure that the captured first-generation gods will not cause trouble.

This feeling made Jiao Chong extremely unhappy.

The ghost formation floated over slowly. He put his hands together with a calm face: "The so-called letting go is to get rid of the sense of distinction, the sense of right and wrong, the sense of gain and loss, and the sense of attachment. Things that can be lost have never belonged to you. There is no need to regret, and there is no need to ask for them back."

"Snapped!"

Jiao Chong slapped Gui Zhen on the face.

"Aiya...", the ghost formation screamed, and spun into the bushes, startling a flock of birds.

After a moment, the ghost formation turned into a rainbow light and rushed straight towards Jiao Chong: "Two-headed monster, you dare to hit me in the face! I will fight you!"

Jiang Yu was quick to grab Gui Zhen's ankle. He imitated Si's tone and said, "Good and bad are interdependent, and laughter and tears are intertwined. You don't have to be overjoyed when you get something, and you don't have to be angry when you get a beating. If someone hits you on the left cheek, you might as well try to put your right cheek closer."

"what!"

The arrogant insect collapsed. He took out the Lingyang stick and stared at Jiang Yu fiercely: "If you speak in this tone again, I will beat you to death!"

Jiang Yu shrank his neck and poked the ghost array with his finger: "Ah ghost, he is talking about you."

Gui Zhen was slapped in the face and was caught by Jiang Yu. Like a vicious dog on a chain, he bared his teeth and roared, "Let me go, I want to beat him to death! Damn it, can anyone slap me in the face?"

Jiang Yu loosened his hand: "Okay, go ahead!"

"Uh……"

Gui Zhen's movements froze, and a fierce expression froze on his face. But he still threatened Jiao Chong: "If Xiao Yu hadn't begged for mercy, I would have beaten the shit out of you."

The ugly little face perfectly combines cowardice and toughness.

Instead of getting angry, Jiao Chong laughed heartily: "Okay, okay, okay, thank you for showing mercy, little one. We are so fine now, why don't you speak human language?"

Gui Zhen scratched his head and looked at Jiang Yu suspiciously: "What Si said is not human language? I think it makes sense..."

Jiang Yu laughed and left with his hands behind his back.

A voice came from far away: "Don't speak human language, look at your face. After you look at your left face, look at your right face."

Gui Zhen was stunned for a while, then turned to look at Jiao Chong: "What do you mean?"

Jiao Chong pretended to be in deep thought: "He said I beat people well. If anyone doesn't speak human language, I will beat them to death."

"Pooh!"

Gui Zhen made a face and turned to chase Jiang Yu: "Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu, wait for me! What do you mean?"

The laughter of the arrogant insect was heard behind him.

He is so happy.

After being a general for more than 100,000 years, this is the first time I have met such an interesting person.

If he could survive this catastrophe, he would be happy to become friends with Jiang Yu and others.

At this moment, Ke Rou's voice reached the ears of several people: "Zhang Hong is coming this way! It seems that he is chasing Qi Xiu. Everyone, take your positions!"

The ghost array no longer entangled Jiang Yu. He immediately used the hidden array to hide the black tortoise.

Jiao Chong squatted behind the boulder unwillingly and muttered quietly, "I feel like a traitor to the Gods for betraying my own brothers like this."

A moment later, a god with a bird's head, a human body and fleshy wings on his arms flew low over.

While flying, he explored the footprints on the ground.

It flew in front of the huge rock and lost track of its whereabouts.

"Ok?"

Zhang Hong circled around but couldn't find Jiao Chong, but saw Jiao Chong coming out with his pants lifted up. So he landed on the ground and asked in a hoarse voice, "Jiao Chong, why are you here?"

Jiao Chong looked gloomy: "Hey, you can't even stop when you're taking a shit. Are you here to smell it?"

"I..." Zhang Hong was choked and asked with a dark face: "Have you seen Qizhi? I have something to talk to him about."

While speaking, it flapped its wings gently, for fear that any bad smell would drift over.

Jiao Chong raised his thumb and pointed behind him: "I see, he's resting over there. Can I take you there?"

Zhang Hong shook his head. Before he could say "No", he suddenly felt something heavy hit the back of his head.

Turning around, Jiang Yu was holding up a meteorite club, with a look of surprise on his face: "Oh? You have such an iron head!"

As he spoke, the iron rod smashed down on his head again.

"Tuk!"

Zhang Hong was hit hard again and staggered back two steps.

He quickly took out a fish-shaped dagger and shouted hastily: "Jiao Chong! Quick! Fight the enemy together with me!"

"Bang!"

The Lingyang stick hit him hard on the head.

"You guys..." Zhang Hong's tongue hung out, and he shook his body a few times before fainting on the ground unwillingly.

Jiang Yu was quite surprised and said, "This level of tolerance has almost caught up with yours."

Jiao Chong didn't respond, but dragged Zhang Hong's leg towards the black tortoise.

At this moment, Si's voice suddenly came.

"Quick! The 犇 is coming this way!"