Chapter 2772 Shen Tianyu 172

Only then did Shen Tianyu realize that his master Zong Heng had devised a strategy of "killing two birds with one stone".

If Wuyazi helps him and Yuan Jinzhi break the calamity, it can not only save him and Dugu Cheng from backlash, but also allow Wuyazi to suffer physical and mental damage, helping him get rid of the biggest worry in his heart.

No wonder my master said Wuyazi had a strange personality.

Being plotted against like this, even a god would not be able to remain calm.

Wuyazi was still cursing.

Shen Tianyu's eyes suddenly turned cold.

He pinched his fingers lightly and looked back at Dugu Cheng.

Dugu Cheng nodded slightly, "He's trying to delay things. The girl from the Yuan family is in danger."

But if a real fight broke out, he, Shen Tianyu and his disciple, and Wuyazi would either end in a draw or lose. Even if they managed to win, they would be seriously injured, and Shengpo would still flee.

Shen Tianyu quickly walked outside the deck and dialed Qinghui's cell phone number using the sea satellite phone.

The phone worked, but no one answered.

He called Gu Jinyao's cell phone number again, but no one answered.

He then called his grandmother Su Huan.

After Su Huan answered the call, she remained calm and asked, "Tianyu, are you safe?"

Shen Tianyu said, "Sheng Po has been rescued. My master and I have already caught up with him, but the situation is different. How are you guys?"

Su Huan replied, "A group of people attacked us by surprise, but they used hidden weapons, not Gu, so they shouldn't be from the cult."

Shen Tianyu knew without hesitation that it was Wuyazi's man.

This old Taoist is quite cunning.

He came to rescue Sheng Po himself and sent people to capture Yuan Jinzhi. The troops were divided into two groups, making it difficult to defend against them.

Suddenly, a small boat was seen approaching from afar with the wind and waves.

Shen Tianyu was still on the phone and didn't pay attention.

Dugu Cheng was in the cabin, his attention completely focused on Wuyazi.

Wuyazi had profound Taoist power and noticed something unusual. He suddenly grabbed Sheng Po and ran out of the cabin.

Dugu Cheng quickly gave chase.

Wuyazi grabbed Sheng Po and jumped onto a luxury cruise ship nearby.

Solitude is in hot pursuit.

Shen Tianyu heard the noise, hung up the phone, and followed closely.

An old voice echoed through the fishy sea breeze, "Wuyazi, how are you? I haven't seen you for decades. Why are you running away now?"

The voice was full of energy and echoed in my ears.

Dugu Cheng and Shen Tianyu both paused.

This was the voice of their master and grandmaster Zong Heng.

He was indifferent to fame and fortune, and rarely went down the mountain.

Now they come to the sea to join in the fun, which is very rare.

Wuyazi ignored Zong Heng's teasing and grabbed Sheng Po to hide in the cabin of the luxury cruise ship.

This cruise ship is big, with dozens of cabins, so you can hide here as long as you can.

He didn't want to go into the sea.

If the sea water is too cold, life may be shortened.

He also didn't want to fight with the three disciples of Zong Heng.

He could even draw with Zong Heng, but if these three joined forces, he would definitely lose.

He can perform magic, but his magic can only confuse ordinary people and ordinary masters. It cannot confuse top masters of the Xuanmen Taoism who have practiced for many years like Shen Tianyu, Dugu Cheng, and Zong Heng.

Sheng Po was caught by Wuyazi and hid left and right.

Finally, I hid in the lowest level of the cabin, which was like a warehouse, filled with all kinds of dry food and sundries.

Sheng Po was extremely depressed. He had originally thought that Wuyazi was very skilled in Taoism and would definitely be able to escape this time. He would rest well in the future so that he could revive the Ten Thousand Poisons Holy Sect.

Unexpectedly, when I was halfway through my escape, Shen Tianyu caught up with me, then Dugu Cheng caught up with me, and now another one came.

He couldn't help but ask Wuyazi, "Senior, are the people coming here scary? Why do we have to hide here and there?"

Wuyazi pricked up his ears and listened vigilantly to the outside world. He said nonchalantly, "It's not scary, not scary at all."

Sheng Po was puzzled, "If it's not scary, why should we hide?"

Wuyazi frowned, "He's annoying."

"Just annoying?"

Wuyazi hummed heavily, "It's very annoying, very annoying, very annoying!"

"Since you are bothering him, and you are so good at fighting, just beat him away."

Wuyazi was silent. If he could beat the opponent, wouldn't he? He was not stupid!

He regretted underestimating the enemy.

He actually sent all his disciples and grand disciples to Kyoto to capture Yuan Jinzhi alive.

Now he is alone, how can he fight against three people from the other sect?

If he lost, his reputation would be ruined, and he would be laughed at by Zong Heng for the rest of his life, unable to hold his head up. When he died, he would also be laughed at by his own sect.

He did bring a few minions to the island to cover his retreat, but even if those minions rushed over, they were no match for Shen Tianyu and the others.

He had to arrange the warehouse so that Zong Heng and others would not be able to figure it out.

He closed his eyes, crossed his legs, formed hand seals and began to make arrangements.

Suddenly, an old voice came from outside the door, "Wuyazi, after all these years, you are still so naughty. It's just that you used to be very brave, but now that you are old, why are you so timid? Why are you hiding? Come out now!"

Seeing he couldn't hide any longer, Wuyazi started cursing, "You old scoundrel Zongheng! You damned bastard! You old, ungrateful Taoist priest! You schemed on me to change your grandson's fate, so why didn't you change it for him yourself?"

Zong Heng said slowly, "I've helped others change their ways and have been hurt twice. You have a unique fate, and your destiny is tougher than mine, so you're the most suitable person to change!"

"It suits your mother!" Wuyazi cursed regardless of his practice.

Zong Heng laughed heartily, "Your scolding has ruined your decades of practice."

"Break your mother!"

Zong Heng remained calm. "Either you fight the three of us, or you help Tian Yu break the calamity, or you hand over Sheng Po. Choose one of the three. Choose carefully."

"Choose your mother!"

Shen Tianyu and Dugu Cheng looked at each other.

They knew that Taoist priests had no taboos about anything, but this was the first time they had seen one so "genuine".

Zong Heng extended his hand towards Shen Tianyu.

Shen Tianyu handed him his dagger.

Zong Heng took the dagger, inserted it into the hatch, and with a light stroke, the hatch opened.

In fact, he could have used his inner strength to break open the hatch, but he didn't want to damage other people's things and had to pay compensation.

The door opened.

Zong Heng looked at the disheveled Wuyazi and the pale Shengpo. He twirled his white beard and grinned, saying, "Brother Wuyazi, there's no escape for you. You'd better just agree to this. By the way, after helping my disciple break the calamity, you'll suffer some internal injuries. I'll help you heal them then."

At this point, his face darkened and his voice became heavy and serious, "If you cheat, this day next year will be your death day!"

Wuyazi cursed: "Fuck you! Zong, you old bastard! You are so sinister, how can you cultivate immortality? No matter how you cultivate, you will go to the eighteen levels of hell!"

Zong Heng was neither annoyed nor angry, and listened to him scolding quietly.

People outside heard the noise, but didn't dare to come forward and could only watch from a distance.

Because these people were too weird. Two of them looked very old, with long hair and beards, but they stood straight, looking like immortals, and had a terrifying aura.

There was another one who was as thin as a skeleton, his face as pale as paper, and he looked like he was about to die.

The other two, one old and one young, were handsome and beautiful respectively.

This looks like a battle between masters in a TV drama.

Wuyazi cursed for more than half an hour and only stopped when he felt thirsty.

Zong Heng asked calmly, "I've scolded you enough, now you can agree?"

Wuyazi continued to curse: "Agree with your mother! Your ancestors! How can I not agree?"