The grudge between me and this kid, cannot be explained clearly in a few words. His mother, Shuiba, was killed, and I participated in it. This time he was captured alive. He must fight with me when he saw me.

As soon as Ziba was released by me, he rushed towards me. His pair of green eyes were full of resentment, and he wanted to swallow me directly.

When I accepted him, the experts from the special transfer team helped me. Although his Taoist practice has been greatly damaged, I may not be able to deal with him alone.

When he rushed towards me, I took out the Tianpeng ruler and a Shenxiao Jiuli dodged and dodged.

The boy turned around and saw Uncle Huzi standing not far away.

Uncle Huzi didn't know what was going on, but suddenly saw Ziba, who was covered in scales, grinning and a big tail, and was shocked: "My mother, what's this?"

For a moment, Uncle Hu Zi was so scared that he was stunned on the spot. Without hitting me, Zi Ba went straight to Uncle Hu Zi.

"Save me..." Uncle Hu Zi wailed, turned around and ran away. How could he run away?

Seeing that Ziba was about to catch up with Uncle Huzi, the Eighth Master, who was standing on the big tree, finally took action. He turned into a black shadow and flew directly to the front of Ziba. As his wings flapped, a strong energy hit Ziba's body.

The Ziba was so cruel, but he could not stop the Eighth Master's methods, so he flew backwards and rolled to the ground.

After the Eighth Master landed, he tilted his head and looked at Ziba: "This little thing dares to act wildly in front of the Eighth Master, it will be against you!"

The boy Ba didn't know how powerful the Eighth Master was. He let out a strange cry and flew towards the Eighth Master again.

The Eighth Master immediately soared into the air and walked straight behind Ziba. He saw a phantom at the fastest speed.

After he walked around Ziba, the Eighth Master grabbed Ziba's tail with his claws, then soared into the air again, lifted Ziba into the air, and flew higher and higher, almost twenty or thirty meters before he suddenly let go of his claws and let Ziba fall heavily to the ground.

This time, Ziba felt dizzy and several floor tiles were smashed.

Before he could get up from the ground, Eighth Master flew over again and grabbed his tail, flew to the sky again, and then threw it down.

Every time I was thrown down, the boy fell very badly, but he was still furious.

After seven or eight times like this, the boy Ba was finally scared of falling and shaking. His eyes were full of fear when he looked at the Eighth Master.

When the Eighth Master fell from the air again, the Ziba suddenly became frightened and kept retreating. His claws held his head, and he was completely convinced by the Eighth Master.

The Eighth Master shook his head and continued to approach Ziba, forcing Ziba to a dead corner, and tilted his head and said to Ziba: "Can you still play?"

Ziba was almost scared and wanted to go home to find his mother, but unfortunately his mother was gone, and only the Tiangang Seal was his last destination.

Ziba, who was huddled in the corner, had no intention of resisting. He looked at Eighth Master pitifully, hoping that Eighth Master would not beat him up too ruthlessly.

At this time, the Eighth Master flew to his head again, flew around him, drew talismans in the air with his body, and punched the talismans into Ziba's head. Ziba suddenly screamed and rolled to the ground, but soon got up again.

"Xiao Jie, come here!" Master Eighth greeted me.

I quickly carried the Tiangang Seal and trotted all the way to the Eighth Master. The Eighth Master fell on my shoulder again.

When the boy saw me coming, his eyes were still full of hatred. He was afraid of the Eighth Master, but he was not afraid of me.

"Xiao Jie, I will teach you a set of spells, you can write them down." As he said that, the Eighth Master came to my ear and recited a spell.

Very short, only a dozen words.

After he told me the spell, he asked me to recite it to the boy.

I quickly activated my spiritual power and chanted the mantra. As soon as the mantra came out, the son rolled on the ground in pain and screamed in pain.

But when my spell stopped, the Ziba no longer had the pain as before.

"Xiao Jie, do you know what it means?" Master Eighth looked at me.

"I know, Master Ba, your method is the same as the spell that Guanyin Bodhisattva taught Tang Seng to the tight hoop. As long as I chant the mantra, this kid will feel unbearable pain and dare not get angry. Is this the truth?" I said with a smile.

"Yes, you kid is quite smart. Just now, Master Eighth, I shot several spells that control his spiritual consciousness into his head. As long as you recite the spell, his soul will be torn by the spell. Life is worse than death and it will hurt to the bone. If the boy is disobedient in the future, you will use the spell I taught you to control him, and he dare not disobey." Master Eighth said proudly.

"I just said that there is nothing in this world that stumps Eighth Master. Eighth Master is a living god." I am not stingy with my praise.

A few words immediately made the Eighth Master feel elated again.

"Little guy, this kid will be your master in the future. If you dare to disobey, Master Eighth will come back and continue to deal with you. Have you heard of it?" Master Eighth looked at Boy again.

An evil thing of the level of Boy Ba had already had some simple consciousness. Hearing the Eighth Master's words, he nodded immediately.

I walked to Ziba with a ruler in my hand and ordered, "Ziba, jump on the spot."

Ziba immediately followed my instructions and jumped on the spot like a big toad.

"A backflip."

Ziba still did the same.

Seeing the rebellious Ziba who was punished by the Eighth Master, I felt so beautiful. From now on, I had more good helpers around me. This kid Ba is physical and has extraordinary lethality. If you release him, you can stand alone.

Very beautiful, so beautiful!

Another general is around him.

I was in a bad mood at first, but after conquering Ziba, I suddenly became much happier.

At that moment, I patted the Tiangang Seal, put Ziba back again, looked at Master Eight and said, "Master Eight, is Grandpa Zhang at home?"

"You are drinking at home. Don't mess with him, kid, he is very irritable." Master Eighth looked at me.

"I'll go and have two drinks with him. Uncle Huzi will bring melon seeds to Master Eighth." I greeted melons, took out two bottles of 1982-year-old Maotai from the Dragon and Tiger Mirror, and walked straight towards Grandpa Zhang's house next door.

If you have these two big guys around you, you will be a fool if you don’t make good use of them.
Chapter completed!