Old Cang Shen nodded: "That's what we'll do."

"I don't think it's appropriate." The Taoist priest with a strange face, whose nickname is 'Chen Pi', decisively disagreed. Seeing that the other Taoist priests turned to look at him with evil eyes, he curled his lips and said, "Then you agree, then you agree.

."

"Then who's going?" Old Cang Shen asked.

It was quiet for a moment, then quickly became noisy.

"Well, let me tell you a few words." Bai Shu said: "Among our six friends in Jingtian, I am the most respectable and the most handsome. I will do my job when I go to the Western Region to do business!"

"Come on." Old Cang Shen said with a roll of his eyes: "Sprinkle water on wilted cabbage and it will look fresh all day long! If you ask me, this matter needs to be handled by a highly respected person to convince the man surnamed Zhuang to collect the interest properly.

Of course, I am indeed more suitable..."

"No, no, no." Chen Pi shook his head again, his ugly face wrinkled: "The villain is afraid of power but not immoral. Of course, he needs someone with more dignity."

Poria Girl Crown reminded in a low voice: "Looking scary does not mean being majestic..."

"Oh, please stop arguing. What's the point of arguing over a trivial matter? When word spread, people thought that our six friends in Jingtian were not united!" Banxia, ​​who was wearing a black robe, promptly stopped the fight, then shook his head and sighed: "Speaking of which,

In fact, I had exchanges with Zhuang Chengqian back then, and I also have some understanding of Zhuang Guo."

"Ha, isn't it just because of you that I was deceived all over the place?" Cang Shen Lao Taoist sneered: "You were deceived after being taken bait?"

"What did you say, old man!"

"You can do it but you can't tell it?"

…

Suddenly there was a quarrel.

Moreover, you scolded me and I scolded him. We exposed each other's faults and the quarrel was endless.

"Have you finished the discussion?" Zhao Xuanyang, who was leaning against the door of the Taoist temple, holding a wooden sword in his arms, could not see the domineering aura when he was talking to Jiang Wang, and had a splitting headache on his face.

After picking his ears, he lazily said: "Now that the discussion is over, it's time for me to set off."

In the Taoist temple, several Taoist priests looked at each other.

After a while, everyone started talking about it

"You haven't left yet?"

"What should I do if someone runs away?"

"Don't worry, he can't run away in front of Xuanyang!"

"Did I talk to you?"

"The dog is talking to me!"

"I'm talking to the dog!"

…

Zhao Xuanyang rolled his eyes silently.

He is the genius trained by these six Taoist priests, and he can be regarded as the only successor of the so-called Six Friends of Jingtian.

But since I was a child, what I have heard the most is not the Taoist classics or the wonderful Taoist techniques, but the lawsuits made by these people...

What a sin!

Zhao Xuanyang lamented for himself in his heart, tiptoed a little, and disappeared into the Taoist temple. He ignored the quarrels of the people behind him.

Although he doesn't care much about this matter, now that he has let the word out, if Jiang Wang is really allowed to escape, it will be really difficult for him to save his face.

…

The only disciple Zhao Xuanyang has left.

The quarrel in the Taoist temple has not subsided yet.

"Look how much you, the ugly bastard, have annoyed my good disciple?"

"Wake up, I'm fine without you! I told you to retreat, but you can't sit still like a monkey!"

"Let me be fair...it's obvious that both of you are responsible for this matter. One of you is ugly and the other is making trouble. That's not okay at all."

…

The noise was clearly intense, but it never spread outside the palace.

When a leaf was blown by the breeze and fell into the temple.

There are still six futons, but the futons are made of stone.

There are still six figures, but they are clay sculptures.

The fallen leaves were turning, and there was no sound in the palace.
Chapter completed!