My Master is Lin Zhengying

Seeing this scene, Nan Chen and others were shocked.

Daoist Simu and Master Yixiu are really happy friends.

But he was so tense that he dared not laugh.

Although the four-eyed Taoist priest was furious, but this monk, Xiu, seemed kind-hearted, but his skills were not low.

If the four-eyed Taoist master didn't use his own magic trick, he really couldn't beat him.

However, the art of inviting the gods is not a conventional Taoist art, and cannot be used indiscriminately.

There are many restrictions.

Moreover, he and Master Yixiu are not immortal.

Just some small contradictions.

If there is a real fight, it will indeed hurt one thousand enemies and eight hundred self-damages.

Thinking of this, Daoist Simu changed his subject.

Facing Jiale, he said:

"What nonsense are you talking, you don't believe your master so much?

Bring me a jug of wine for my teacher, and bear with him one more time today. "

Seeing that her master was not impulsive anymore, Jiale smiled and said:

"It's the master!"

After speaking, Jiale went to get the wine.

At the same time, Priest Simu motioned for everyone to sit down:

"Sit down, sit down..."

Nan Chen and the others smiled awkwardly and sat back in their original positions.

Jia Le also brought wine and poured it for the Fourth Master.

The four-eyed Taoist priest drank cup after cup, still cursing.

But Nan Chen and others are not good at intervening in their disputes.

I can only eat quickly and go back to my room.

Nan Chen is the same as before, he will practice the exercises for a while before going to bed.

Seeing that Nan Chen was practicing hard, Qiu Sheng was not far behind, so he followed suit.

Wencai actually wanted to sleep, but Qiusheng forced him to practice.

An hour later, the three of them sank to their dantians and were ready to sleep.

At this moment, Nan Chen glanced out of the window.

It was found that Jia Le in the next room was having a conversation with Qing Qing on the opposite side, each holding a microphone.

Nan Chen glanced at it, but didn't care.

He spends a lot of money, and it has nothing to do with him.

The focus now is to consider the upcoming Zombie Emperor.

At this time, he lay back on the bed and continued to think about the solution.

In the original book, the old stick zombie emperor had already turned into a zombie before he was transported here.

It was just sealed in a golden coffin and escorted to Beijing.

However, after shipping here.

In heavy rain, the golden coffin was struck by lightning.

This caused the zombie in the coffin to absorb the power of thunder and explode completely.

Not only pushed the coffin away, but also killed and bitten the guards and Taoist Master Qianhe's apprentice on the spot.

In the end, Daoist Qianhe was forced to commit suicide by raising his sword.

When reading the original novel, Nan Chen admired Daoist Qianhe very much.

Now traveling through time and encountering this plot again, Nan Chen has two goals.

The first one is to preserve the upright exorcist like Daoist Qianhe.

Although he was arranged to be killed in a plot, it is not impossible to save him.

For example, Master Ren, Ren Fa.

He was also a plot killer, but he was rescued by Nan Chen, and he is still alive and well.

The second is to kill the zombie emperor uncle, which should be the key to ending the plot.

Besides these two conditions, Nan Chen also conceived two plans.

The first one was when the zombie was first transported here.