"Small ball, what are you doing? I was shocked. I wonder if I would be scared to death in the middle of the night?" Xue Mei looked at him with anger.

"I'm excited, sorry, I'll go out first." Jiang Daoli said a word and left his job directly, planning to go out to buy stinky tofu and kill Zhang Sanfeng.

"Hey, everyone is honest. Even if you finish your work, you will sit peacefully and have some checks." Xue Mei hurriedly reminded.

"It's okay, it's only a few minutes." Jiang Daoli left without looking back.

"I have reminded you that I deserve to be scolded tomorrow." Xue Mei said angrily, and then continued to work.

Behind the company is a snack street. Although it is not as good as the downtown area, there are many people, and there are several sellers of stinky tofu.

Jiang Daoli found a stall with good craftsmanship and often ate, and shouted: "You need as much as you want! Well, there was a joke in front of me, I'll give me ten dollars and pack it."

The boss who is very familiar with him gave him a blank look and said angrily: "One day can you break through ten yuan, I will give you one yuan for free."

"Then give me eleven yuan." Jiang Daoli said without blushing and breathing.

"..." The boss gave him a blank look and ignored him.

A few minutes later, Jiang Daoli threw down eleven yuan, picked up the twelve yuan stinky tofu, and hurriedly left.

It was dark in the night, and Jiang Daoli decisively took a photo and sent it to Zhang Sanfeng with one click.

In the Earth Immortal Realm, Zhang Sanfeng looked at the sky with a pride, but the immortal soul sensed for a long time and could not find out who was joking with him.

"Go to earth, to earth, if you can go to earth, why would the old Taoist do this?"

"No, if the old Taoist doesn't go to the underworld to whip those evil disciples a few times, the old Taoist will be unhappy."

Just as Zhang Sanfeng was about to go to the underworld to trouble his apprentice, a space crack suddenly appeared above his head, and a pile of hot tofu hit him on his head.

"So brave, dare to attack me!"

With a light shout, Zhang Sanfeng waved his sleeves and directly put away the stinky tofu. At the same time, the immortal power fluctuated and swept around, but he didn't find any suspicious characters.

"What's the smell, smelly?"

At this time, Jiang Daoli's voice also arrived: "Old Zhang, take it, this is the stinky tofu you want."

"Stinky tofu?" Zhang Sanfeng's face changed suddenly when he saw the hidden weapon that had attacked him. He said in shock: "This is the stinky tofu from the mortal world. How is this possible? How can the things from the mortal world run to the earthly world? "

The voice just now, by the way, it was the great immortal who invited me to come down to earth before!

"Old driver, Daxian, can you really descend to earth?" Zhang Sanfeng was very polite this time, you used it.

"Of course, however, there are restrictions. You can't be too frequent. After all, there are eyes on it." Jiang Daoli replied, and the meaning is very obvious, that is, you know that although I can descend to earth, it is also very difficult.

"Then, old driver, Daxian, when will you go down to earth next time? Can you take the path?" Zhang Sanfeng said carefully. This is a great immortal who can go down to earth. Legend has it that even a saint cannot go down to earth, but who knows that the saint is too far away.

Xiaodao? Jiang Daoli is already blowing. You are so old that you have become an immortal and an ancestor, and you still have the face to call Xiaodao?

"I haven't tried this yet, and the place I'm walking is relatively secret and has many dangers, such as space cracks and time storms. I'm fine, but I can't guarantee you." Jiang Daoli thought about the dangers that might be encountered in the novel through space and went back to the past.

"Don't worry, old driver Daxian, I have unparalleled defenses of Yin and Yang Taiji. Even the Daluo Jinxian can't hurt me at all. I'm just a crack in space and a storm in time. I can pass through it even if I lie down." Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and replied proudly.

You shouldn’t be the inheritance to me and ask me to find a successor for you? Why are you uneasy to leave the script?

Jiang Daoli twitched the corner of his mouth. The rhythm was wrong: "Okay, I will take you with me if I have time to go to the mortal world after a thousand years."

"A thousand years later, will there be time?" Zhang Sanfeng's face turned black in an instant, and his beard was almost pulled down. He said with a sad face: "Old driver, Daxian, I heard from the disciples of my underworld that Wudang in the mortal world has been gone, and even a true successor has disappeared. It will take another thousand years for the world to forget who I am."

"I can't do anything. Who told you not to go down with me before? By the way, although I will not come to earth in the short term, I can send things to the mortal world. If you think about it yourself, should I see the opportunity in a thousand years? Or should I help you send things to the mortal world?"

I have already explained it clearly enough. Zhang Sanfeng, I hope you can send your inheritance quickly.

When Jiang Daoli made this sentence, Zhang Sanfeng didn't respond. I guess he didn't believe him, which was right. After all, he had only talked once or twice and had never met him. Why did someone hand over the treasure?

"By the way, Zhang Sanfeng, it's been so many years since the mortal world, and it's been long since the development of technology. If you pass on the inheritance, it's best not to leave any information behind you, because the mortal world does not believe in the existence of immortals and Buddhas, otherwise your disciples will be burned to death."

After replying, Jiang Daoli said, "I have something to do. Let's take a step first. If you want to contact me, you can use the Taoist method to transmit the voice to me."

After returning, he decisively turned off WeChat and rushed to the company. Now it was Zhang Sanfeng who was anxious. After all, his Taoist dynasty was about to disappear and he would no longer pass on it. Haha, by then, there will be no disciples in the underworld.

A thousand years? A thousand years later, who in the world remembers Zhang Sanfeng? Jiang Daoli believed that Zhang Sanfeng would compromise and that the first step to his happiness would be taken!

Jiang Daoli was so happy that he rushed back to the company. If he had succeeded in fooling around this time, what about the bottle of Tathagata and the bottle of Taishang Laojun in the future?

Now that the two immortals are separated, it is a good opportunity for him to fool these great immortals. Jiang Daoli said secretly in his heart, of course, you must be careful and careful in everything, and you must not be so anxious next time.

In the Earth Immortal Realm, Zhang Sanfeng looked at the stinky tofu in his hand, ate a piece, sighed, and then ate another piece, continuing to sigh, circulating infinitely until the stinky tofu was finished, and his face was still unsatisfied: "I really miss the taste of the world."

After eating stinky tofu, Zhang Sanfeng's heavy face suddenly twitched, laughing loudly, and said, "Haha, I'm not obsessed with the appearance. How could a great immortal who can descend to the earth covet the inheritance of the old Taoist? Besides, I can ask the Great Sage to add a ban. There are not many people in this fairy world that are stronger than the Great Sage. Even if they are really stronger than the Great Sage, the Great Sage's backstage is not a vegetarian. They dare to touch the Great Sage's ban. With his violent temper, hehe."

After thinking it through, Zhang Sanfeng left, looking for the Great Sage to set up a ban on his inheritance in order to prevent his studies from being secretly learned.
Chapter completed!