Mrs. Tongtang finally met the legendary real person Canglan. She was a thin, hunchbacked old Taoist priest with a little anxious hair, and a little sloppy. Perhaps because of the sudden battle, the black Taoist robe on the black was also worn crookedly.

His face is still a bit ugly, and he looks only at his appearance, completely lost to everyone. He is not as peerless as the legends outside, and he is as handsome and arrogant as a fairy.

Not even like a master.

Until this dry and bald old Taoist, he didn't even look at it, and threw out a sword. Five or six feet away, he used the sharp Canglan sword energy from the world to shoot a spider-like monster crawling out of the pit.

As the green blood spilled across the boundary of the sinkhole, the headless monster fell back into the pit, and the master's aura burst out.

This person...is not inferior to himself!

The lady thought so.

"You broke the gate of my Taoist temple."

The first sentence of the real person made the wife frown.

"Your breaking door should be repaired."

Zhang Moye, who was beside his wife, retorted, saying that he seemed to have a good relationship with this unqualified old Taoist, and said casually:

"I couldn't stop me back then, but now I must not stop Tongtang. This is not her problem. Who made you not even have a disciple to welcome guests in the Taoist temple?"

"Who said no?"

The old man Canglan sat on the quaint stone chair, grabbed the goat's whisper, and said angrily:

"Isn't my disciple Hua Qing?"

Alas, he shouldn't have let him go down the mountain at the beginning, but now he is so arrogant that he doesn't want to come back to accompany me. He just wants to travel around the world and do great things to save the people.

Could it be that staying in the fairy pond will save the people?”

The old Taoist's eyes were placed in the dark abyss of the sinkhole that kept echoing in front of him. A few sadness appeared on his face, saying:

"They are getting more and more restless. Even if you and I work together, they are a little busy. They can barely maintain it now, but after the demon kings recover and attack together, they may have monsters escaped from the immortal pool.

Anyone or two leaks will be the consequence of harming the world."

"Don't worry, everything will be fine."

Zhang Moye was not as pessimistic as Old Taoist Cang Lan. He stood there with his hands on his back and said to Old Taoist:

"Just wait until your disciples and Shen Qiu and others break the Penglai evil formation, revive the spiritual energy in the world, and restart the fairy pond blue bird sealing formation, it will be enough to suppress the monsters here. By then, you can also relax faster and don't have to be dragged here."

"But can they win?"

The old Taoist was still a little worried. He put his sword in the sheath, stood up, glanced at Mrs. Tongtang, and said to Zhang Moye:

"It's also bad luck. At this moment, the monsters riots made it impossible for you and me to clone them to go to Penglai Fairy Mountain to help the fist. With you and me, the younger generations' chances of winning can be greater.

Forget it, I'll go patrol the world and see if there are any monsters scattered and escaped.

You two are here to guard."

Speaking of this, the old Taoist priest's expression became ambiguous and strange. He pretended to cough a few times, deliberately emphasized his tone and said:

"I'll come back in two hours. So much time is enough for you two foolish men and women to express your feelings to each other, right?"

"Um?"

Zhang Moye and Mrs. Tong Tang's eyes moved over at the same time.

The old Taoist Canglan's scalp was numb and hurriedly left with his sword. If he was blocked by these two people, even with his skills, he would suffer a lot.

After the old Taoist left, Zhang Moye breathed a sigh of relief. As soon as he turned around, he was hugged by his wife.

This reaction made Zhang Moye hesitate for a moment. He wanted to retreat, but felt his wife's trembling body and crying voice, and finally let her hug her tightly.

"Brother, you're a bad guy."

The lady whispered:

"Why don't you come to me for so many years? You know that I will resent you, but you don't tell me these things."

"It's better for you to resent me than to pull you into this mess."

Zhang Moye replied softly.

His eyes looked at the dark abyss ahead, where there was a monster with a leopard head and a snake crawling out, with tyrannical and ruthless eyes in his eyes, but before it could stand firm, it could let out its first roar and saw Zhang Moye's eyes facing him.

Calmness, dead silence, like a soul-devouring abyss.

The eyes are opposite and the soul is impacted.

Like an invisible heavy hammer, it hit the snake demon's heart, like a sharp sword piercing through it. Without a sound of it, the monster fell on its back and fell down below, and then a chewing sound that made people's scalp numb.

"You are obedient."

Zhang Moye withdrew his gaze, reached out and patted his wife behind her back, as if comforting a child, and said:

"I've met now and I know what's going on here. I'll go back in a while and live a good life in Phoenix City. When everything is ready, I'll go see you."

"don't want!"

The lady was like a tantrum girl, hugging her lover tighter, she said:

“I’m here, I won’t leave.

The identity of a witch girl has been passed on to Xuanyu. I don’t need me anymore in Miaojiang. I am free. I will go wherever I want to go. I know how you live every day, and how can you leave you alone here?

Just now, Old Man Canglan also said, "You don't have enough staff, so I'll help you too. With my martial arts, I won't drag my brother down."

"That's OK."

The wife thought Zhang Moye would definitely refuse, but she didn't expect that, but she agreed immediately.

This surprised the lady. She raised her head and looked at Zhang Moye. The latter pulled out a handkerchief from her cuff, wiped the tears on her face, and said:

"I also know that since you have come here, you will definitely not be able to drive it away. If you want to help, then help. But if you are not here, I want to invite you to Penglai to help Shen Qiu and the others.

With me and old man Cang Lan here, I could barely withstand it, but they were afraid that it was a bit dangerous and needed a master who could stabilize the scene to press the formation.

I originally wanted Ren Hao to do it, but that despicable bastard had already killed himself.

Tongtang, you can only come."

"They have a complete plan."

Under Zhang Moye's guidance, the lady sat on a stone chair and told Zhang Moye what she had planned. While listening, the latter casually shot out the sword energy and returned the monsters that kept crawling out of the dark abyss.

After saying that, there were more than a dozen monsters knocked down from the Dark Abyss, each of them looked ferocious and strange, as if they had merged the characteristics of various creatures in the world.

There are long scales, turtle shells, wings, tails, and four-legged monsters like Bai Ling'er. They all have combat power above the ground list, and there are a large number, as if they are endless.

If it weren't for suppressing the Heavenly List masters like Zhang Moye and Cang Lan, who were like this, and letting ordinary warriors come here, they would definitely not be able to suppress the scene.

Is this what my brother is doing every day?

The lady said, associating.

No.

Not so, not just that.

The strength of these monsters is not to be afraid of for the brother. Old Man Canglan can be easily and enriched. Such a guy can't do anything to the masters of the Heavenly List any more.

But being able to keep my brother and the old Taoist here for so many years and never leave each other, it means that there must be other things in the dark abyss that leads directly to the ground.

Some things that make the experts on the Tianlist and the world's number one have to treat with care.

Did the old Taoist just say the word "demon king"?

The lady thought.

Perhaps, the so-called demon king is the real difficult opponent among the suppression objects under the immortal pool.

And there, after hearing Chen Qiu’s plan, Zhang Moye rubbed his chin, and a hint of praise appeared in his eyes, and he said:

"I am worthy of being the Lord of Sword and Jade. I have some strategy. I have great ambitions and know how to do it step by step. I arrange the priorities so appropriately. It seems that he listened to what I said to him at night in Jinling that day.

Not only did I listened to it, but I also made an excellent response, which was very good.

What I worry most is that he is obsessed with deciding the outcome in one battle. Now it seems that he is very clear-headed and not blind at all. But since the insects in the dragon and tiger treasure body were planted by you, you should come forward to make it more secure."

Zhang Moye said to his wife:

"You go to Xianshan for me, and I will let it go with you."

"it?"

The lady blinked her beautiful eyes in confusion, looked around and did not find that there was a third person here.

"Stop eating, come here!"

Zhang Moye shouted to the dark abyss. The next moment, a purple light and shadow opened in front of his wife's eyes, like a small door, a fat orange cat walking out of it, stomping its cat steps, raised its tail, and walked out.

The cat is fat, but her fur is shiny and a silver pendant hanging around her neck with the crow's emblem.

It raised its head and looked at Mrs. Tongtang with a scrutiny look.

The cat's eyes had a very wise light, and it seemed to flash a little stunning. It was shaken by the beauty of the woman in front of her, but it quickly stopped. It squatted in front of the lady, with its tail shaking on the stone table.

He tilted his head again, and the next moment, a prank-like light flashed in the cat's eyes, and he opened his mouth toward his wife.
To be continued...