The Lord of Peach Blossom stared at Shangguan’s ancestor and was about to curse, but then he thought about it and felt something was wrong.

She blinked and looked at Shangguan's ancestor's face carefully:

"Yutang, you are using the provocation method, wanting to pay the price at any cost, and inspiring me to go out to help Zuo Lingquan protect the Tao, right?"

The ancestor Shangguan glanced at the Lord Taohua: "When you wake up from drinking, you can talk to the deity. People can be stupid, but they cannot be without self-knowledge."

“…”

Too much bullying!

The Lord of Peach Blossom took a deep breath, and his movements were too big. He accidentally stretched out his clothes a little, revealing the corners of the water-green fabric inside:

"Shangguan Yutang, you need to deal with it, right?"

Old Ancestor Shangguan has never met a few people who can deal with her in his life. He has been lonely for too long. When he heard this, he laughed without anger. He was about to raise his hand, but he didn't expect that the Lord of Peach Blossom would take the lead and flash outside the palace:

"I have a good temper and am too lazy to care about you, but I want to remind you that if you are so arrogant, you will sooner or later encounter a iron plate."

After saying that, he fled.

The ancestor Shangguan did not pay attention to this warning.

Because since she practiced, she has never had time to go, she is only at the peak of her life!

However, seeing that Taohua Zun was the main person, Shangguan Zun still spoke:

"etc."

The Taohua Lord's body was gone and turned around and seemed to be facing a great enemy:

"What? I can't say I want to do it?"

A trace of entanglement flashed in Shangguan’s eyes, and his tone became softer:

"I promised to protect me before, don't forget."

The Lord of Peach Blossom has been hanging over in Taohuatan for nearly a year, and he has almost forgotten this matter. He heard this and remembered that the ancestor Shangguan could empathize with Tang Jingyan's situation.

This time, Zuo Lingquan and Tang Jingqi went out and had to stay on the boat for a few months. If there was nothing to do, what else could they do besides singing every night?

Thinking of this, the Peach Blossom Lord had a little more ambiguous face, and he hugged his chest and looked down:

"Who said just now that the Immortal Lord on the Mountain does not need a Taoist protection? I'll find a way for you."

"roll."

"Do you think about it? I'm really out. You're going to die by then. Don't beg me."

The ancestor Shangguan narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking that if the old witch didn't beat him, he wouldn't know who the nine sects were the boss. But as soon as she thought, the Lord Taohua changed his words:

"Forget it, it's okay not to call. If you take your hanging loft, you still have to do it. I'm not as untrustworthy as you."

“…”

The ancestor Shangguan was speechless and wanted to say to the Lord Taohua, "You change your name to 'Cui Shuangshuang'."

But when this is said, the Lord Peach Blossoms will never come to Taiwan. If you ask others for help, you cannot bully them too ruthlessly, and you will not say anything again...—

"And~..."

The thick and low roar shook the coast of Chaogang, making people feel stuffy in their chests, and ripples appeared in the pouring rain.

Zuo Lingquan held an oil-paper umbrella and walked among the crowd heading to the harbor. At first, he thought it was a dragon roar, but when he walked to the harbor, he saw the island-like giant beast in the sea, and realized that it was the turtle's cry.

"My God, Xiao Zuo, this turtle is so big..."

"Jiji..."

The dumplings held by Tang Jingyan were shocked. They opened their bird's beak and looked back and forth, which was a bit like "a tiger can't eat the sky."

The little dragon turtle, who had been holding Xie Qiutao in his arms, had some reactions and moved slightly, as if he wanted to look at it, but found that there were too many biped animals around him, so he shrank back timidly.

Zuo Lingquan took two girls and followed the crowd to walk along the giant turtle on the coast, and unexpectedly said:

"Isn't it a ferry? Let's take a turtle over?"

Xie Qiutao spans several continents and has richer experience than Zuo Lingquan. He carefully introduced:

"This is a ship from Qianxing Island in Nanyuzhou. There are many turtles there. Most of the spirit beasts such as turtles come from there. Tuotian Tyrant is the largest among them. It is said that the Ancestor of the Styx sat down with a size of more than ten miles. The cultivation cave was built on the back of the turtle. This one is relatively small. I came out to run errands to give money to the old gods of the sect..."

Zuo Lingquan was even more surprised.

The giant turtle on the coast is already hard to imagine it as a living creature. The turtle's back is like an island, with pavilions and towers built on it, and strange flowers and trees planted. There is also a circle of viewing corridors along the edge of the island. If it weren't for the big head of a turtle coming out in the front, it was being fed by Dengchao Port, from the outside, it was hard to imagine it was a turtle, but it was still a relatively small size.

No one knows how many demons and sea beasts are hidden in the sea. The risks are extremely high. If you dare to pull a large number of guests to sail across the sea, your grade is naturally not low. Whether it is beasts or ferries, most of them are the lifeblood of a sect. Even Wanghai Tower, ferries that can cross the sea are only a handful.

When monks from all continents travel, they have to rely on these ferries. It is difficult to get tickets for too many monks and less porridge. Even the price of station tickets is comparable to a top-grade magic weapon.

Zuo Lingquan wanted to bring the spirit beast with him. After being guided by the old Taoist Wu, he went to Chen Gongfeng from Dengchao Port to open the back door. After asking for the price, he realized why Old Taoist Wu said that he still felt sorry for a "A-size" guest room on the boat. The cost of cultivation, food, accommodation, entertainment, etc. has to be calculated separately. If he thought it was expensive, he could swim across the East China Sea by himself, and no one would stop him.

Judging from the scale of the Tuotian Ba, it is easy to pretend to be thousands of people. After running this trip, the money earned by the gods is probably able to catch up with the harvest of the medium-sized sect in one year. It was only then that Zuo Lingquan understood how Wanghailou was one of the nine wealthy sects that rely on just a few ports.

Although the price is painful, fortunately, the ferry is also a bit humane. A house with a size of A can bring peasants, maids and other entourages. The three of them will not say anything when they enter the ferry manager.

Zuo Lingquan braved the heavy rain and came near the coast and first boarded a cruise ship to receive VIPs. The ship was received by the deacons of Qianxing Island, and the accompanying pets were checked.

The people on the guide ship were basically from the inner sects of the nine sects or from the big families. There were only a few casual cultivators who opened the Armored room in order to bring spiritual pets. Zuo Lingquan attracted some attention as soon as he came up, but outside, the tiger and dragon were lying outside. Everyone in the practice knew the taboos, so he glanced casually and then looked away.

Xie Qiutao lived a tight life in previous years, and it was the first time that he had walked through the powerful and powerful passage of the immortal family. He followed Zuo Lingquan and looked silently. Zuo Lingquan stepped on the pedal of the cruise ship, and a middle-aged deacon walked up and blocked the way.

Zuo Lingquan heard Chen Gongfeng from the port tell the rules and gave the purchased "recommendation letter" to the deacon on the ship.

After watching it, the middle-aged deacon knew that he had not pointed it out, but said:

"There are certain risks to keep the spirit pet around you. According to the rules, you must check it out before you can board the ship. I hope you will forgive me."

Seeing this, Tang Jingyan held the dumpling and handed it to the middle-aged deacon.

The middle-aged deacon did not touch it. He squinted his eyes and looked at the dumplings that were biting his wings and pretending to be stupid for a moment, nodding slightly:

"It is rare to see the white mountain spirit in the deserted mountains, such a big one. It seems... well... I haven't enlightened my mind yet. After the little fairy gets on board, he needs to take more care of him."

Tuanzi knew that it was stupid and that in order to sleep on the ferry, she endured it and didn't "kill?"

Xie Qiutao actually didn't want to lose money, but behind the ferry was Qianxing Island, the number one immortal in Nanyuzhou. He didn't necessarily like her little dragon turtle, so he hesitated and took it out.

The middle-aged man turned his head and saw the light golden dragon turtle. His eyes were obviously surprised, and then he showed some regret. He shook his head and said:

"Don't care, three fellow Taoists, I just a casual reminder. There are not many decent veins in Nanyuzhou. It's the first time I have seen such a good-looking person. Unfortunately, I have been raised in a crooked manner and have no spirituality. If this veins grow up, I will definitely return to the mountains by myself. The three fellow Taoists should pay more attention."

Xie Qiutao knew that the dragon turtle was full of thought and ran away, and asked after hearing the sound:

"Xiansheng, I spoil it as a treasure, but it just doesn't show its head. What should I do?"

"Oh, raising a spirit pet is the same as raising a child. Stay with it and take care of it carefully. Over time, you will naturally have feelings. If you raise it carefully out of the value of the spirit pet, then even if you subdue the spirit pet, you will only get a servant. You can't rely on any major issues at all..."

After the middle-aged deacon talked about the way to control beasts for a moment, he looked at Zuo Lingquan again.

As a deacon who was on the boat, he could naturally see that the three of them were led by Zuo Lingquan, and even the little girls around him could take out fairy beasts such as double-pupil cervix. The things Zuo Lingquan carried were probably not ordinary.

Zuo Lingquan originally wanted to say that he had no spiritual pet, but he remembered something again. He touched it in his arms, took out a small piece of porcelain, and opened the lid.

Buzz

“Eh?”

The middle-aged deacon was stunned. He saw each other well and looked at the little beetle flying around Zuo Lingquan. At this moment, he also appeared at a moment of confusion.

"This... I dare to ask fellow Taoist, is this just?"

"Dragon Locking Soul-Suppressing Gu."

"Oh... Locking Dragon... Soul-Suppressing... Um..."

Zuo Lingquan put the little beetle into the bottle and said with a smile:

"Can we get on board?"

The middle-aged deacon wanted to speak but stopped, but he wanted to speak. Finally, he made a way out and made a gesture of asking:

"Please, please. Well... Fellow Taoist's spiritual pet looks like a black-scattered cow no matter how you look. You are really ignorant, haha..."

Xie Qiutao held back her laughter and hurriedly lowered her head and ran into the cruise ship...
Chapter completed!