379. Haihui Taoist Saint is going to be bald

379. Haihui Taoist Saint is going to be bald

This little girl, Fairy Suqin, was indeed very powerful. She took out the Eight Views Cloud Tower carriage of Haihui Taoist Saint in a grand manner. No one stopped her along the way, and she walked out of Yuming Mountain in a swaggering manner.

Wang Chong drove more than a thousand miles, and then secretly laughed secretly. When he was about to escape from the second soul, he captured Su Qin alive and rushed directly to Yunlou Mountain to meet Qi Bingyun and others, and then fled back to Dongtu.

But he suddenly thought: "Don't be reckless. Let's find out first whether this little girl, as the daughter of a Taoist sage, has any means of protecting herself."

Thinking of this, the little thief demon pretended to be kind and asked: "Fairy Suqin, it is not peaceful outside now. It is said that there is a thief from Emei who is wandering nearby and assassinating my disciples of Taiyi Sect. If you don't have any means, surrender. If we don't stop this thief, we will go back."

Fairy Suqin shouted nonchalantly: "What are you afraid of? Isn't it just that thief Xiao Pili Bai Sheng? He is just a yangzhen. If he hears my father's name and is not scared to death, even if he has some moral skills."

Wang Chong was embarrassed and said to himself: "I will teach you what it means to be pissed off."

Fairy Suqin, a little girl, didn't have much money. Seeing Wang Chong's ugly face, she thought he was worried about something else. Unexpectedly, it was the little thief who had murderous intentions, and she said with a smile: "You are not afraid even if you meet me, you can Look! What is this?"

Just when Wang Chong was about to take action, he saw Fairy Suqin pinching a piece of hair. He couldn't help but be startled, and thought to himself: "What kind of hair is this?"

Fairy Suqin smiled and said proudly: "This is the hair of my father, Taoist Saint Haihui. Just throw it out..."

After saying this, the little girl threw the hair away, a thunderbolt hit the sky, countless yin and yang fish descended, and the Taoist Saint of Haihui appeared floating in the air.

Wang Chong was startled, thinking that he had exposed some flaw, which caused the Taoist Saint of Haihui to take action and personally kill him, the "big enemy" of the Taiyi Sect, and he almost managed to escape the Second Soul.

But I heard Fairy Suqin shout: "As long as I throw out this hair, an incarnation of my father Haihui Taoist Saint will appear, which can protect me for half an hour."

Wang Chong was secretly happy and thought to himself: "This little girl doesn't know what's good or bad. She can use such a protective treasure casually. After waiting for half an hour, I will capture and kill her."

But she said with hypocritical concern: "Young lady is reckless, how can you use such a precious thing casually? What if the Emei thief comes after a while, and the incarnation of the great master loses his power again? Not bad?"

Fairy Suqin said nonchalantly: "What are you afraid of?"

She reached out and grabbed a handful of hair and said, "My father has given me a lot of this. It's nothing to waste ten or eight hairs."

Wang Chong was dumbfounded. He calmed down his eager heart and cursed secretly: "Taoist Saint Haihui is going to be bald!"

Jinxia boy and Tuiwu boy, who were tied to the ground by Fairy Suqin's silk ribbon, looked at each other with sad faces. They were both sad, but they felt that today was really unlucky.

Suddenly, Jinxia boy remembered something and shouted: "Tui Wu, can you feel that your skill has improved a bit?"

Tuiwu Tongzi was just about to say, he has not been diligent in his cultivation recently, where can he improve his skills? Suddenly, I felt that the true energy in my body was really strong. I couldn't help but be shocked and shouted: "It seems that something has really entered the realm?"

Jinxia boy exclaimed with endless joy: "It is indeed the Small Tribulation Sutra. As long as you are more unlucky, your skill will increase. Our brothers, if you have bad luck today, your skill will increase."

Hearing this, the Tuiwu boy also felt joyful and exclaimed: "As expected, the "Small Tribulation Sutra" given by Tun Hai is indeed a miraculous technique."

Wang Chong really didn't know that Jinxia and Tuiwu were rejoicing at the improvement of their skills at this time. He secretly thought in his heart: "This girl is protected by the clone of Taoist Saint Haihui. For a while, he couldn't think of a way to capture her alive." Capture him alive. What should we do?"

"Yes! Everyone in the Taiyi Sect doesn't know the appearance of Bingyun, Hongyun, and Jinling. If I use a strategy to make this little girl become friends with the three of them...forget it, do I really want to Help them sneak into Taiyi Sect and take the risk to save Baiyun?"

The avatar of Haihui Taoist Saint, with his big sleeves fluttering, is guarding the car beside the Bajingyun Tower.

These Taoist clones, if they fall into the hands of Yang Zhen Daxiu, are life-saving means and must be very precious. Su Qin, a prodigal, was just consuming it so casually, and there was no real use for it, it was just a demonstration for a boy driving a car.

Even though Wang Chong was not from the Taiyi Sect, he felt very sad. He even secretly thought: "If the Master of Xiaoyang Palace had such a hair, how could he be so miserable by me and the old nun Baiyun that even the sect would be so miserable?" Gone?"

"It can be seen that the heritage of this sect is much more important than how many disciples it has, how much scenery it has, and how many treasures it has cultivated."

For some reason, Wang Chong remembered Dulong Temple and thought to himself: "With Patriarch Tieli and Zen Master Hongye in Dulong Temple, two great sages in the Taiyi Realm, I'm afraid they won't be much inferior to the Taiyi Sect. "

He was thinking wildly when he suddenly heard someone shouting: "Miss Suqin, I am from the Jade City of Poverty, come and report something."

Wang Chong looked back and saw a man in black robe riding a strange deer with an eight-foot-long neck on his crotch. He came in a hurry. He couldn't help but feel a sudden shock in his heart. He thought to himself: "Sure enough, good things come without parallels, and misfortunes never come alone. Why? Did you run into this god of plague?”

The Dzi Beads send out a chill: Don’t be afraid!

Wang Chong said angrily: "Why should I be afraid of him?"

Playing Dzi Beads sends a chill: Don’t be timid!

Wang Chong became even more angry and shouted: "Why should I be cowardly?"

Yan Tianzhu sent out a chill for the third time: Yes, we are not afraid, nor are we cowardly, we are people who know the current affairs and are well-positioned. We should pretend to be more like children and don't show our flaws.

Wang Chong made some calculations in his mind. If he manifested the second soul, with the countless magic weapons at hand, it would not be impossible for him to fight with the Duyu Zhen Lord three hundred years later. After all, he is still Yang Zhen now.

But once you move your hands, you can't do many things, so you can only endure it.

Anyway, this "Jade City Taoist" doesn't recognize him now.

The Taoist priest from Yudu hurriedly caught up, but Fairy Suqin didn't like to see this person very much. She shouted to Wang Chong: "Don't pay attention to him. Speed ​​up and leave this person behind."

Wang Chong was curious and asked: "But I have never seen this person before. What is his origin?"

Fairy Suqin didn't have any scheming and replied: "He is the apprentice accepted by Uncle Wei Ling. For some reason, he found out that my father is the Taoist Saint of Haihui, so he tried his best to please me. He even tried to get my attention, even I got a monster with such an ugly long neck to ride on my crotch.”

"He thinks I don't know about his dirty thoughts?"