Let’s talk about Huang Shiren’s journey back to Chaoge from Jinao Island, because he was frowning when he was thinking about how to escape the sanctions of the Heavenly Dao and was frowning. Unexpectedly, he met a strange old Taoist, and then he la Youtui and drank and ate meat with others. When they had a good time, they turned against others and asked them to exchange things for their wine. How could they be so mean?

Huang Shiren didn't recognize this old Taoist, and Huang knew very clearly that his cultivation was far superior to his own. The aura emitted by his body alone had already explained everything, and he might be able to take his own life in a blink of an eye.

However, Lao Huang had his own skills in making such a person. Lu Ya was so awesome, so he was also able to make him completely beaten and finally got shaved.

Although this old Taoist has a high level of cultivation, he looks good and has a good heart. He has no malice to himself, otherwise he would have started to take action long ago.

Since that was the case, Huang Shiren was relieved and immediately used the tricks he had used against Lu Ya back then.

When dealing with such people, Lao Huang has experience and thinks that he will be sure to do everything.

The old Taoist looked at Huang Shiren's slutty look, laughed, twisted his beard, pointed at Huang Shiren and said, "You guy, you are so sloppy."

"Hehe, Brother Xie praised me." Huang Shiren looked thick-faced and took out a jar of good wine and said, "Old brother, although we are brothers, we have to settle the score clearly. If you want to drink again, you can exchange things on the spot. What are magic weapons and golden elixirs? I am not greedy. I will exchange for a innate magic weapon for a jar of wine, and a nine-turn golden elixir for another jar. I am not greedy, how about it?"

This bitch is so terrible.

The old Taoist nodded: "It's not impossible. I have many innate treasures, and the Nine-turn Golden Pill is not a good thing."

"Haha, that's good! Old brother, take it out quickly, and you'll have wine to drink when you take it out!" Huang Shiren shook the wine jar, happy.

Damn, it seems that a fool who has knocked on the head is not smart!

"It's not that I don't take it out, it's that I never bring these useless things." The old Taoist smiled.

"Useless thing!?" Huang Shiren was stunned. Damn it! The innate magic weapon, the Nine-Turn Golden Pill, he said it was useless!? Damn, you really have a problem with your brain!

No, this old Taoist looks very normal in spirit, not like a psychopath.

He doesn't even look down on the innate magic weapon and the Nine-Turn Golden Pill. Is this guy a saint?

It’s not right, there are only a few saints. When Yuanshi Tianzun saw me, he must have slapped him to death. I have seen Zhunti, and although I have never seen Jie Yin, he is dressed like a Toutuo, not like this. The rest is the bald head of Taishang Laojun! But this old Taoist is not bald, and there are a lot of hair on his head!

Damn, who else can this be?? Is it a secluded quasi-saint-like figure?

Huang Shiren couldn't guess the origin of the old Taoist for a while and felt very guilty.

The old Taoist looked at Huang Shiren like this and laughed and said, "Ah Huang, you lied to Lu Ya before, isn't that the same?"

"Absolutely." Huang Shiren was guessing where he answered, and then he suddenly became alert as soon as he spoke.

My Yue! Who is this old man? He actually knows the secret between me and my cheap master! He also called Lu Ya's name and knew my background!

No! There is something wrong with this old man!

"Oh! Old man! Who are you? What are you going to do? I tell you, I'm not easy to mess with! If you mess with me, my master Lu Ya will settle the score with you!" Huang Shiren pulled out the Fenglei Stick, with a ridiculous look of a fierce and cowardly look.

"Breaking the rules. This is the way of heaven." The old Taoist smiled.

"What a big deal!" Huang Shiren was not polite. What he was most annoying was the way of heaven. He hugged Hongjun Daozu and said, "Old brother, the way of heaven is not kind, treats all things as straw dogs! Is the way of heaven the right way? The way of heaven is not will, it is will, and there are times when he is trash! If the way of heaven is good, it is easy to say, if the way of heaven is not kind, we will do the way for heaven! Isn't this the truth?"

"If the way of heaven is not kind, we will do the way for heaven..." Hongjun Daozu muttered Huang Shiren's words and laughed: "Okay! Well said! Your mother's Hunyuan! Did you hear it?? Your mother! If the way of heaven is not kind, we will do the way for heaven!"

Hongjun Daozu looked at the sky and smiled a little nervously, which made Huang Shiren puzzled.

Hunyuan!?Who is Hunyuan??Why does it sound like this ancestor and Hunyuan are not living in the same way!

No! Isn’t Hongjun Daozu the most powerful person? Why are there anyone living in the wrong way with him? Isn’t this an old birthday star hanging himself - do you think he has a long life?

Huang Shiren was thinking about it here, but he didn't dare to ask.

After laughing enough, Hongjun Daozu turned around and looked at Huang Shiren and said, "Ah Huang, have you obtained the Hetu Luoshu?"

I'm sorry! Huang Shiren almost spit out saliva when asked!

It's a monster! You can't hide anything from him!

"Yes." Huang Shiren dared not say panic in front of Daozu, nodded, and said, "Old brother, you won't want my Hetu Luoshu! You're not right! This thing is mine!"

"Bad! This thing was given to Fuxi and Dayu by Zixiao Palace. It was originally something from Zixiao Palace, so why is it yours?"

You are right. Huang Shiren was unhappy and said, "Even if it is from Zixiao Palace, it has been countless years. If you lose it, you won't look for it. According to the law, you no longer have the right to hold it. If I find it, it's mine."

"What law? I don't understand."

"You don't understand. Besides, I just invited you to eat meat and drink wine. It's so good, how can you steal your brother's things? Isn't this a wolf-hearted person?"

Huang Shiren's words made Hongjun Daozu laugh and cry.

"Ah Huang, when did I say I wanted to steal your stuff?"

"You won't rob?"

"I never said I wanted to rob it." Daozu smiled and said, "I'll ask you, do you want to use this thing to start a teaching?"

Your mother!

If Huang Shiren could beat Hongjun Daozu himself, he would have killed him with his golden fingers up, down, left, right, right, front, back and forth!

He is worthy of being the Taoist ancestor, and he can't hide anything from him! He even knows his own ideas clearly, and this is still a mess.

Old Huang lamented, knowing that he would never have any chance to create a sect again. In front of the Taoist Ancestor, this matter can only be a dream! Unfortunately, I still want to make a leader come to Dangdang!

"No, let me give it to you! Let it to you!" Old Huang sighed, took out the river map and threw it to Daozu.

"What does this mean?"

"Old brother, don't overdo it! You are the number one person who can make me, Huang, vomit things! I can't beat you! Take it away! I'm unlucky." Huang Shiren whined.

"When did I say I wanted your stuff?" Daozu smiled and waved his hand, and the river map and Luoshu fell into Lao Huang's arms again.

Damn! What does this mean?
Chapter completed!