This monk is a bit mean

Chapter 227 The Omniscient Old Taoist Priest

"Old... bastard... old man, who are you?" Yun Shu asked the sloppy old Taoist who had been teasing him.

"Master Wu You!" The sloppy old Taoist stroked his beard and answered with a smile.

"Dirty friends? How dirty?"

Taoist Wu You: ???

The party member standing by didn't care how dirty the old Taoist was, he just punched him directly.

A dull "puff" sound was heard, and Taoist Wu You was hit on the right eye by a punch from the party members.

"Damn it! Little Jiaojiao, are you serious?" Taoist Wu You covered his right eye and cursed.

As soon as he finished speaking, the second and third punches from the party members came one after another.

Although the spiritual power in his body was also restricted, as a sea cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage, his physical quality was not comparable to that of ordinary human cultivators.

Facing the attacks from the party members, the old and frail Taoist Wu You had no choice but to flee in fear.

With a "rustling" sound, the party members tore off Taoist Wuyou's robe.

There were quite a few picture albums hidden in the Taoist robe, scattered on the ground.

The party member didn't care about this and continued to chase Wu Youdao on the lawn and beat him up.

Yunshu moved and came to the pile of scattered picture albums.

One of the paintings caught Yunshu's attention.

This painting looked familiar to him.

Yunshu picked up the album and slowly opened it.

Yunshu:!!!

This turned out to be the painting of him and Yu Linglong.

The painting of him and Yu Linglong saying goodbye outside Youzhou City!

"Old man! Where did you get this painting?" Yun Shu held up the album and asked loudly to Taoist Wu You who was running away in panic.

"I drew them all myself." Taoist Wu You replied without turning his head.

"Wardfuck! You old bastard! You made me look so hard!" Yunshu threw away the picture album in his hand and rushed forward with gritted teeth.

He directly passed the party members and caught up with Wu You Taoist, followed by a series of punches.

The Taoist Wu You was hit so hard that he let out a strange cry.

This action stunned the party members behind Yun Shu.

He stopped where he was, looking at the furious Yun Shu chasing after Taoist Wu You, with a look of confusion on his face.

The old and frail Taoist Wu You was caught up by Yun Shu after only running a few steps.

Then Yunshu pressed him to the ground, grabbed his hair and rubbed it frantically.

"Oh my! I'm going to die, I'm going to die, don't you want to do anything?" Taoist Wu You, who was pressed to the ground, turned his head and looked pitifully at the party members and the dragon head under the waterfall.

No one cares about him.

Yunshu continued with his actions.

"Little monk, stop hitting me now. If you continue hitting me, someone will die. If someone dies, you will break the precepts and the Buddha will castrate you."

"I'll castrate you first!"

"Ouch! Brat! Don't hit me in the face..."

"Little monk, stop it!" At this time, the dragon head under the waterfall opened his mouth and stopped Yunshu, who had not yet vented his anger.

Yun Shu stood up angrily.

Taoist Wu You ran directly under the dragon head.

He turned around and shouted at Yun Shu, "When the old man gets out and recovers his spiritual power, I will beat your little bald ass to pieces!"

"Don't wait to go out, come now!" Yunshu stuck out his butt provocatively.

"Seventh Prince, look at him! He is a complete scoundrel! He is exactly like his master! Like master, like disciple!" Taoist Wuyou said to the dragon head.

Longtou had no idea what the old Taoist priest was talking about.

"Seventh Prince?" Yun Shu looked at the dragon head hanging on the waterfall again.

"Yes! This is the famous Seventh Prince of the Dragon Clan!"

Taoist Wu You seemed to have forgotten that he had just been pressed to the ground and rubbed by Yun Shu.

He continued to wink at Yunshu.

"You said that I am exactly the same as my master. Do you know my old ghost master?" Yun Shu asked.

"Of course!" Taoist Wu You replied with a smile.

"Tsk! Do you think I will believe it?" Yun Shu didn't believe it at all.

"If you don't believe it, forget it!" Taoist Wu You smiled mysteriously, then he approached the dragon head and whispered, "His master is..."

After hearing this, the dragon head's face looked uncertain, but there was no longer any hint of death in his eyes when he looked towards Yun Shu.

"What is going on?" Yun Shu asked.

He was becoming more and more dizzy.

He could guess that the dragon head should be the legendary Seventh Prince of the Dragon Clan.

But he couldn't understand why the party members who were supposed to come to kill the Seventh Prince suddenly came to save him?

What is even more confusing is who exactly is this sloppy Taoist priest who suddenly appeared?

Besides knowing his old ghost master.

As early as when he was in Youzhou City, this guy had seen him in secret.

When he was in the Dragon Snake Gang, he also fell into a strange dream.

Now on this Seven Kill Island, it suddenly appears again.

Who is he?

Why do you keep digging your own grave?

What's his purpose?

What is his relationship with that old ghost master who is living on dirt in Zixu Temple?

A series of questions appeared in Yunshu's mind.

"Okay, little bald head, stop imagining. There are some things you can know, and I'll tell you next."

"Some things require you to go back to your old ghost master, and he will tell you." Taoist Wuyou changed his playful look and said to Yunshu in a serious tone.

"And I'm sure Lord Jiao Huang will also be interested in what I'm going to say next." Taoist Wu You turned his head and looked at Dang Zimin and smiled faintly.

"Hmph!" The party members resumed their aloof attitude.

"I have a way to have Lord Jiao Huang rescue His Majesty the Seventh Prince from this Seven Killing Island!"

"What did you say!" Dang Zimin asked excitedly.

Taoist Wu You smiled and nodded.

"But I need the help of this bald young man." Taoist Wu You continued to explain.

"Can he break this formation?" This time it was the dragon head beside Taoist Wu You who asked.

"can!"

"You old bastard, you came back from northern Myanmar, right? Are you so good at fooling people? I don't even know that I can break the magic circle here! And you say I can do it?" Yun Shu angrily scolded Taoist Wu You.

"Little bald head, a man can't say that he is not capable of something!" Taoist Wu You said with a sly smile, and he teased with the words Yun Shu often said.

"Your uncle!"

"I'm so old, my uncle died a long time ago." Taoist Wu You continued to smile playfully.

"Okay, stop bickering, both of you, and get down to business!" Party member Dang Min couldn't stand it anymore and spoke up.

"This little bald guy has seven things on him. We can use these seven things to set up a new magic circle. By breaking the magic circle with the magic circle, we can rescue His Highness the Seventh Prince from the sea of ​​suffering!"

When Yun Shu heard Taoist Wu You mention the seven things, his heart tightened.

How does this sloppy old Taoist know everything?

He even knows seven things?

Yunshu clenched his fists and secretly gathered strength.

Taoist Wu You saw Yun Shu's little move, he smiled and said: "Don't be nervous, little bald head, how do I know you have these seven things? When you go back, ask your master and you will know!"

"You are not mute, can't you just tell me?" Yun Shu said.

"No! There are some things involved here, and only your master can tell you!" When Taoist Wu You said this, his expression was serious and he didn't look like he was joking.

"These seven things are very important to me. I can't take them out easily!" Yun Shu also answered seriously.

At this time, the party members moved secretly and came behind the cloud tree.

He said coldly: "For me, nothing is more important than rescuing Brother Seven."