His voice fell, regardless of whether the old Taoist agreed or not, he put the old Taoist's head aside, and then began to take off his blue long gown.

The worn Taoist robe handed over to him by the old Taoist robe was thrown away by him as early as the Holy Sect of Heavenly Dao. It was actually just an ordinary piece of clothing.

But the clothes on this sloppy old Taoist are definitely not ordinary.

He could feel the tentacles were warm and extremely comfortable, and they felt like a ball of warm water.

Of course, what's more important is that the Fire Lin Sword was cut down without any scars.

This has to be changed.

"Senior, your clothes are too old. As an apprentice, how can you let the master wear such old clothes? I have new clothes and high-quality fabrics. You are wearing my outfit."

Zhang Yuan said without blushing and gasping.

He took off the Taoist robe on the old Taoist body, put the blue long robe on the other party, and then put the Taoist robe on himself.

Although the Taoist robe looks oily, it is indeed extremely comfortable to wear.

Zhang Yuan was overjoyed.

It's definitely a treasure.

Of course, he felt a little guilty.

He reached out and grabbed the old Taoist's head and gently placed it on the other party's erection neck.

He saw it very clearly. The moment the head stroke first went up, a layer of divine light emitted, which healed instantly, and it seemed that there was no trace of scar.

He was shocked.

It's so scary!

"Hehe, it's really taken back. It's good, it's really good."

The sloppy old Taoist shook his neck, got up from the ground, patted the chicken legs in his hand, put them beside his mouth and chewed them, looked at Zhang Yuan, and smiled and said, "Little guy, come to be a disciple, hurry up and get to be a disciple."

Zhang Yuanna bowed.

"A disciple Zhang Yuan pays homage to Master."

"Good, what about the chicken legs?"

The sloppy old Taoist smiled.

"Well, the disciple came out in a hurry today and didn't bring chicken legs on his body. After he went out, he would definitely make up for the master. He would eat as much as his master likes."

Zhang Yuan said.

"Okay, that's what you said."

The old Taoist priest smiled.

"Yes, what I said, Master, can you teach your disciples the flying head technique just now?"

Zhang Yuan smiled.

"What is the flying head technique? Isn't it just cutting off your head? What's the difficulty? Give me your sword, and the old Taoist will cut you off with a sword."

The sloppy old Taoist stretched out his palm and said with a smile.

Zhang Yuan was stunned.

"Wait, Master, cut off your head and you will die. You have to teach me the Dharma first."

He hurriedly said.

"Fa Jue? What Dharma Jue? If the old Taoist fails to make a judgment, will the person die if he cut off his head? Why is the old Taoist not dead?"

The sloppy old Taoist showed confusion, grabbed the messy hair, and smiled and said, "Don't worry, chop off your head, you can't die. Didn't the old Taoist die just now?"

Zhang Yuan almost vomited blood.

Is this old Taoist really crazy or fake crazy?

He hurriedly explained it again.

Unfortunately, this old Taoist couldn't bear to listen at all, just wanted to chop his head.

Zhang Yuan panicked and after repeated explanations, he stopped learning.

This old Taoist is unfathomable. If he really wants to cut a sword, he will definitely die without a burial place.

After he said he would not give up after he stopped studying, the old Taoist insisted on pestering him and beheading him. Only after Zhang Yuan persuaded him, he stopped insisting.

This made Zhang Yuantan feel relieved and suddenly felt aroused in his heart.

"Master, what are you doing here?"

"do what?"

The sloppy old Taoist pulled his hair and said in confusion: "How could I know what I'm going to do? I got here as I walked."

Zhang Yuan was speechless.

He really couldn't see through this old man at all.

Is he mentally retarded?

"Master, my disciple is lost here. Can you take me out?"

Zhang Yuan asked.

"You are the disciple of the old Taoist. How can you see you get lost? Let's go, the old Taoist will take you out."

The sloppy old Taoist smiled and walked forward while gnawing on the chicken legs.

Zhang Yuan was overjoyed and immediately followed.

But along the way, he discovered something strange.

That is the chicken legs in the hands of the old Taoist priest, and they can't finish them no matter how hard they are.

It was clearly chewed all over, and when I grabbed my palm, another chicken leg appeared. I don’t know where it came from.

Zhang Yuan kept staring at the old Taoist, without a ring, no bracelet, and did not touch the belt, as if it appeared out of thin air.

"Master, where did your chicken leg come from?"

Zhang Yuan couldn't help it and asked.

"Hehe, do you want to eat too?"

The old Taoist priest smiled.

"No, can you teach me how to use chicken legs?"

Zhang Yuan asked.

"What is the way to get chicken legs? Lao Dao has never got chicken legs."

The sloppy old Taoist smiled.

Zhang Yuan was speechless again.

Is this really mentally retarded?

No, he feels like a mentally retarded person.

Following the sloppy old Taoist, after a while, a roar suddenly came from the front, and with a thunderous aura burst out like a big earthquake.

The red mist in front of him dissipated, and a large open area appeared, with the earth appearing red and blood-colored, and more than a dozen powerful figures gathered here.

Zhang Yuan was shocked and immediately recognized these figures.

These are the giants who came in earlier.

In addition, there are the Supreme Elders, the Leader and other Elders of the Holy Sect of Heaven.

He followed the sloppy old Taoist, not only did not go out, but also went deeper and deeper, and came to the deepest point.

"Not good, Master, go quickly."

Zhang Yuan whispered.

Many giants present wanted to kill him.

Facing these giants, he will definitely not be able to resist it in one move.

"Let's go? Why do you want to leave? Very fast, didn't I go out? Why did you come here?"

The sloppy old Taoist grabbed his hair in confusion.

Zhang Yuan hurriedly took a few steps back, his eyes were surprised and he looked forward.

The giants seemed to have not noticed him, and a group of people were watching around a huge stone sword.

The stone sword was thousands of meters long, like a towering mountain, penetrated into the sky, covered with dark red, surrounded by blood and corpses, as if they had just been shaken out of the ground.

Even though he was far away, Zhang Yuan could feel an unspeakable shocking atmosphere filled with the stone sword.

The murderous aura is moving!

Kill all the immortals in the world!
To be continued...