"Sir, Great Elder, do you think the Heavenly Palace will directly knock us out?"
"Great Elder, we are either afraid or a little worried. We have been tricked by these gods for no apparent reason before we even met the sect master."
"Great Elder... Hey, those goddesses who showed up just now seem pretty good. They have a unique temperament that women in our human realm don't have. Hehehehe, the aged green onions are quite strong."
"big!"
"Say less!"
The Blood-Hand Demon Lord shouted lowly, and Yang Wudi trembled twice, and quickly straightened his body and sat up.
In the prison hall where Wu Wang stayed, thunder was shining outside, and four figures were sitting cross-legged in the middle of the hall.
A large number of divine guards lined up outside the temple, either to prevent them from escaping or to prevent the innate gods passing by from suddenly taking action and killing these human monks.
Behind the Great Elder and Yang Wudi, there are two monks, a man and a woman, who are at the peak of the Celestial Realm. The man has a middle-aged face, and the woman has a fair face.
These two people are not the ones who destroyed their sect.
The male cultivator's name is Kan Tianhou. He is from Zuitianmen, the greatest immortal sect in the human domain. He has practiced the art of hundreds of soldiers and is good at making strategic decisions. He is a rising star in the Human Emperor's Pavilion. He is only eight hundred years old and has already reached the position of high-ranking deacon.
The position is like the deputy master of the pavilion.
He would like to represent the Human Realm Human Emperor Pavilion and the Immortal Sect forces to come to protect Wu Wangzi.
The female cultivator is from the Xuannv Sect. In order to fit in with the temperament of the Mie Tian Hei Yu Lin Feng Great Demon Sect, she has been renamed Hu Sheng. She is also at the peak of the Heavenly Immortal Realm and is Ling Xiaolan's uncle.
On behalf of the Xuannv Sect in the Human Realm, she has come to keep an eye on Wuwangzi.
In fact, the two of them even changed their dressing styles. The male cultivator took off his snow-white robe and put on a long black and red dress.
The female cultivator also took off her usual rather elegant lotus skirt, which had seven or eight layers inside and out. The inner part was no more than a bellyband, and the outer part was covered with a thin gauze, which was most alluring.
He has quite the demeanor of a demonic monk.
On the contrary, the Great Elder and Yang Wudi both wore white robes and tried to appear gentler.
The four of them carried a bunch of stored magic weapons, and they walked with fear along the way. Fortunately, under the guidance of Sihai Pavilion, they walked steadily and successfully reached the vicinity of the capital of the emperor.
After some discussion, they took the initiative to show up in front of the patrolling divine guards, reported the name of the Fengchun God, and were captured here.
The whole process seems simple, but in fact it is extremely dangerous.
If their whereabouts are exposed in advance, or if the leader of the divine guards they encounter is not interested in the name of Fengchun God, they will definitely be surrounded and killed.
Fortunately, I made it all the way here and successfully entered the Heavenly Palace.
As for how to get out next, and whether the news has reached the ears of the sect leader, these are all unknown.
Yang Wudi was quiet for a while, but he was still restless and couldn't help but mutter:
"Will we be secretly...given...by the sect leader's enemies..."
The corner of the elder's mouth twitched, but the faces of Kan Tianhou and Hu Sheng behind him were quite calm.
They came to Tiangong with the intention of dying, and they would not be surprised by what means the gods of Tiangong would use to kill them.
"Elder Yang," Hu Sheng said with a smile, "Why did we come to the sect master? Isn't it because we are afraid that the sect master will be alone in this terrain and be bullied by the gods of the heavenly palace."
"They dare! We must let them know how powerful our monks are."
Yang Wudi bared his teeth and slapped his thigh suddenly, but he heard a chuckle coming from outside the hall:
"How awesome are you? Are you awesome with your mouth?"
The Great Elder and Yang Wudi stood up and looked outside the hall with burning eyes.
The two people behind had never had direct contact with Wu Wang, and their reaction was a little slow at this time. When they saw the figure approaching from the palace gate, they stood up to greet him.
At the gate of the palace, a god came riding on a cloud.
Red lips and white teeth are not something to be boasted about, and a straight face is normal, but the leisurely temperament of the visitor as he walks under the clouds makes people's eyes shine.
At least it is a temperament that can only be developed by walking birds in the park for more than eight years!
When the great elder saw Wu Wan, his tense face immediately melted away, and a reassuring smile appeared on his lips.
Especially, when the great elder felt the powerful aura and mysterious Taoist charm that Wu Wan was exuding from the inside out at this moment, he was even more pleased. He felt that he had been on tenterhooks all the way, and it was all worth it once he met him.
"Zong..."
"Sect Master! You miss me so much!"
Yang Wudi screamed, opened his arms and rushed forward.
In that moment, Wu had a lot of delusions.
He thought about how difficult it was to get here from the human realm and the risks that a few people had endured, so he smiled warmly, wanting to give Yang Wudi some encouragement.
But it’s okay for the strong man to rush up to him and give him a bear hug, but the tears are flowing down his face...
Wu Wan followed his inner thoughts and raised his sword finger with a slight stroke. Yang Wudi's eight or nine-foot-tall figure immediately flew out and hit the wall of the hall, triggering the ban and being hit by tree vines.
The electric whip in the shape of a wave struck randomly.
With this guy’s cries;
Wu Wang's face did not change, and he calmly walked to the great elder. He first nodded to Kan Tianhou and Hu Sheng behind him, and then sighed to the great elder:
"Why do we need the Great Elder to make a trip in person?"
"Sect Master, I am worried about you very much," the great elder lowered his head and held his hands in his hands, with a look of shame on his face, "I insist on coming here and causing trouble to you, Sect Master."
"There's nothing troublesome," Wu Wang chuckled, "Is the sect safe?"
The Great Elder hurriedly said: "I am safe. All the people the Sect Master cares about are safe. Everyone is waiting for your safe return, Sect Master."
"That's good."
Wu Wang's eyes were full of gentleness. He greeted the elder for a few words and asked about the situation of Kan Tianhou and Hu Sheng. Both of them took the initiative to call the sect master and announced their names.
Yang Wudi, with his face charred and black, ran up from the side in despair, and stopped Wu Wan from questioning him with just one sentence.
"Sect Master, can we go out now?"
Wu Wan groaned for a few times and said, "This matter is a bit difficult to handle."
Without him, he had inquired on the way here. If he wanted these divine guards to release people, they must have orders from the Grand Commander or the Emperor of Heaven.
Without a word from them, the four great elders would not be able to walk in the Heavenly Palace.
But Wu Wan thought again that Da Siming seemed to have... misunderstood something before, and now he must be on the verge of going crazy. If he appeared in front of Da Siming, Da Siming would kill him alive...
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Let's go," Wu said with a smile, "I will take you to see the Emperor of Heaven."
Yang Wudi's legs softened and he knelt down with a thud.
"Zong, sect leader, are you so exciting when you first came to Tiangong?"
Wu smiled and said nothing, secretly observed the reactions of Kan Tianhou and Hu Sheng, and gave some instructions.
Although Wu Huan would not believe that the Renhuang Pavilion would send two immortals to him who would go up and blow themselves up when they saw the Emperor of Heaven; but for the sake of safety, this matter should not be ignored.
Emperor Kuang rarely takes action, but he is indeed the strongest person in this world.
On the surface, the respect that should be given to Emperor Kuang is indispensable, otherwise it will become a reason for the innate gods to besiege him.
Wu Wang led four people out of the palace. Some of the divine guards tried to stop him, but were shouted back by their respective commanders.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wu Wang swaggered out of the prison hall with four unrestricted human realm monks, and rode the clouds straight to the deepest part of the Celestial Palace.
A large number of divine guards came from all directions, but they did not dare to block Wu Wang's way;
Many gods appeared from far and near, frowning and staring at the figure behind Wu Wan, but they just looked at each other without saying anything.
The Great Elder, Kan Tianhou and Hu Sheng were all calm and relaxed;
However, Yang Wudi's Taoist cultivation was quite insufficient. At this moment, his heart was trembling and his eyes were avoiding him. He wanted to see more of the majestic temples around him, but he was also afraid that if he looked into the eyes of those innate gods, they would miss him.
The closer you get to the highest temple, the more Tiangong divine guards are coming.
Until they reached the magnificent "Baizhang" steps, a large number of divine guards blocked the way forward and stopped Wu Wang and his party.
Wu Huan did not force his way in, he just raised his hands towards the temple and said loudly:
"Wuhuazi asks to see His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven!"
Everywhere in the Heavenly Palace was quiet for a while.
The divine guards clenched their weapons, as if waiting for the word "take it", they would swarm up and stab the human monks to death.
Yang Wudi had sweat on his forehead, but at this moment he straightened his back, trying his best to maintain the dignity of human body cultivation.
finally……
"Wuwang summoned a few followers from the human realm?"
Emperor Kuang's laughter came from the temple: "If there is no one you can trust, I can stay in your temple as your bodyguard and maid. There is no need to ask me about such a trivial matter."
Wu Wu cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Thank you, His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven, for your permission."
An innate god scolded: "Why don't you back down?"
I heard rushing sounds from all directions, a large number of people retreated like a tide, and everyone's sights also broadened.
"Go back, I will take you to my residence."
Wu Wang said with a smile, then rode the clouds towards his temple.
Kan Tianhou and Hu Sheng looked at each other. Although they were a little concerned about Wu Wan saluting the Emperor of Heaven and calling His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven, they were both smart people and would not say anything more.
Can't blame them.
The Heavenly Palace longs for the early destruction of the Human Realm, and the Human Realm also hates the Heavenly Palace to the core. The monks are proud to die together with the gods and guardians of the Heavenly Palace. Everyone in the Human Realm is looking forward to the northern expedition to the Heavenly Palace to avenge their hatred.
——This is closely related to the overall atmosphere of the human domain.
Wu Wang was born in Beiye, which gave him the convenience of wandering between the heavenly palace and the human realm.
The Tiangong Society thought that Wu Wan should be regarded as the god of the Star God;
Most monks in the human realm feel that as long as Wu Wang is on the side of the human realm and is friendly to the human realm, that is enough.
Halfway through the flight, no one was looking at them from anywhere.
Wu smiled and asked, "What do you think of this Heavenly Palace?"
The great elder pondered: "It's impressive, but there's a bit of decay in it, like an old man without any vitality."
Yang Wudi quickly glanced left and right, fearing that some Tiangong divine guards would suddenly come and kill him.
But his eyes were rolling and he suddenly stopped.
That is……
There is a fairy island suspended between the two temples, surrounded by water pavilions, with rippling water, fairy mist, swirling auras, intertwined strange rocks, and rainbows hanging from waterfalls.
In front of the pavilion, there was a goddess in a long skirt lying by the window, admiring the scenery outside that had not changed for thousands of years, with a faint resentment in her eyes, a slight sigh with her red lips, and a feeling of unresolved sorrow.
Broken heart.
Yang Wudi was so fascinated by the sight that he began to complain involuntarily along with the goddess. He didn't realize that he had an extra head on his shoulders.
Wu Wan tilted his head and followed Yang Wudi's gaze, and whispered in Yang Wudi's ear: "Does it look good?"
"nice."
Yang Wudi showed a somewhat pure smile, which was so warm, and said warmly:
"I don't know how many stories she has, how much wine I have, I don't know if the stars are bright tonight, or if a bonfire is set up, will she dance there.
Ah, what do you think she is sad about?"
Kan Tianhou held the hilt of the sword in his sleeve, and Hu Sheng tightened her embroidered fist. The elder's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, but his eyes were as scarlet as an inverted triangle.
Yang Wudi was startled and turned to look at Wu Wan, his lips trembling.
"Zong, sect leader, I just read a lot of leisure books recently, so I just want to express a few words!"
Wu Wan smiled and hooked Yang Wudi's neck, and said calmly: "Don't be anxious, why do you think I asked you to come to Tiangong?"
Gudong, Yang Wudi's Adam's apple swayed slightly.
"You asked me to come here to do..."
"Gather allies for my sect master to get information," Wu said with a smile, "there are hundreds of innate gods in the Tiangong, most of them are sleeping, and most of those who are not sleeping are priests and have the value of goodwill."
After saying that, Wu Wan punched Yang Wudi in the chest and said, "You can control it yourself."
Yang Wudi suddenly became happy.
The great elder shook his head for a while from behind, while the two newcomers looked thoughtful.
Stop and go and take a leisurely look at the scenery of the Heavenly Palace.
However, Yang Wudi never came back to his senses. He was intoxicated in that sad dream and had already imagined seventeen ways to greet that person in his heart.
A total of seventeen kinds!
As they approached Wu Wan's temple, everyone felt that most of the prying eyes had disappeared.
The Great Elder said warmly: "Sect Master, are you still comfortable in the Heavenly Palace?"
"It's not bad," Wu Wan smiled and spoke to the four of them. "Although he has the restriction imposed by the Japanese Mother Xihe and cannot leave the thousand-mile radius of the Heavenly Palace, overall it's not bad.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The Emperor of Heaven wanted to use my name to attract powerful people from the human domain into the Heavenly Palace to serve as priests, in order to divide the human domain, but I was able to handle it.
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In addition, there are some more complicated reasons why the Emperor wants to win over me and the Beiye tribes, so he is quite polite to me."
The Great Elder nodded slightly and said seriously: "Sect Master, you have to lower your head when you are under the eaves. Please put your own safety first. Everyone in the human domain is waiting for you to return safely. Don't act on your impulse."
Kan Tianhou also said: "Sect Master, the seniors in the human domain also mean the same thing. Everyone knows that it is not easy for the Sect Master. Please protect yourself."
"I have another letter here," Hu Sheng took out a jade talisman from his sleeve and handed it to Wu Wan.
Wu Wan glanced at it intently, a smile appeared on his lips unconsciously, and he put the jade talisman into his arms and savored it carefully later.
Unknowingly, he had already arrived in front of the palace. Wu Wang opened the barrier, led the four people in together, and said with a smile:
"My place is a bit messy and I don't have much to clean up on weekdays. You guys can rest here for the time being. Later I will think about whether it is more convenient for you to live in the Heavenly Palace or whether it is more secure for you to live in the capital of the emperor."
quiet.
Wu Huan was a little strange. He turned to look at the four people, but found that the four people behind him all turned to look at a corner of the hall, their expressions were a little dazed.
Why are you all so surprised?
Isn't there just a young Siming in the corner, plus a divine egg?
Wu Wang closed the barrier and waved his hand in front of the four of them. The four of them immediately came to their senses and quickly bowed their heads to apologize.
Shao Siming left the side of the divine egg and looked at Wu Wan's 'family members' curiously. There was a smile on his lips, his eyes were not sharp at all, and he cast an inquiring look at Wu Wan.
Wu Wangang smiled and said:
"Let me introduce to you... This is Shao Siming, the powerful god of Tiangong. He is in charge of the avenue of reproduction. He is the most kind-hearted innate god to all living things. He is also my best friend in Tiangong."
The great elder immediately led the three of them to bow to each other, but the shouts were somewhat scattered.
The great elder said quite frankly: "I've seen Young Siming."
Kan Tianhou and Hu Sheng were a little cautious and called out to "Senior".
Yang Wudi became more alert and asked in a low voice: "Sect Master, when can I call you Madam?"
Wu Wang's face darkened, and he pretended to kick someone, but Yang Wudi chuckled and quickly confessed.
The young Siming was not stupid, so he couldn't understand the meaning of these words. His pretty face turned red, and he couldn't say anything. He said softly: "Wuwang and I are not the companions that living beings say..."
The Great Elder, Kan Tianhou, Hu Sheng, and Yang Wudi were all shocked.
There's something very wrong with this young Siming's reaction.
The First Elder smiled and changed the topic to avoid the embarrassment of the sect master and his wife who did not know the number, and hurriedly said: "Sect master, this egg actually has the mark of the great road, but is it the mount you got in the Tiangong?"
"Hahaha, what kind of mount!"
Wu Wan raised his eyebrows: "This is my daughter."
The eyes of the four people were stunned, and Yang Wudi did not dare to say anything at the moment.
Hu Sheng, on the other hand, stared with round eyes and almost blurted out:
"I don't know how sad Junior Nephew Xiaolan will be when he finds out about this. You, how come you even have a child! How long have you been here in Heavenly Palace? Seriously!"
"There are many reasons for this incident," Wu said with a smile, "This is not my daughter, but the reshaped body of the God of Death."
Everyone couldn't help but look surprised.
The young Siming thought of something, so he hid his face and walked away. He spread layers of fairy light in the corner and hid himself in it.
Yang Wudi couldn't help but murmur in his heart, is Tiangong Qiang God so thin?
Then a pool of spring water, a lake of sadness, and a touch of amorous feelings emerged in his heart, and he couldn't help but sigh softly, as if there were two more layers of grease on his smooth head.
On the first day he came to Tiangong, he believed in love at first sight again.
Wu Wang invited the four of them to sit down for tea, and the four of them quickly took out the "materials" they had brought in the human realm, no more, no less, and they filled half of the temple.
The great elder asked: "Sect Master, we cannot be idle when we come to Tiangong. Even if we cannot help you, we cannot hold you back."
"The Great Elder's words are serious, there is nothing holding him back."
Wu laughed and said:
"There is nothing going on in the Heavenly Palace on weekdays, and the life of the innate god is quite boring.
However, this is the past, and the Tiangong will soon become lively.
Now that you're here, I won't leave you idle, so be prepared to cut him in half."
The four of them each smiled and asked what they could do. Wu Huan briefly introduced the situation in the capital of the lower emperor and took out a development plan for the divine world.
The four people were fascinated by what they saw and asked for orders one after another;
Wu Wang was also unambiguous and handed over the matter of cultivating Dayi to the great elder, leaving Hu Sheng and Kan Tianhou to take charge of the preliminary preparations, building houses, and recruiting the suffering human races within five hundred miles of Wu Wang's statue.
Yang Wudi looked at Wu Wan with bright eyes and asked: "Sect Master, what should I do?"
"Your task is rather difficult."
Wu Wan motioned to Yang Wudi to come over and muttered a few words in a low voice.
Yang Wudi took a breath, his eyes full of embarrassment, he raised his hand and patted his bald head, muttering in a low voice: "This, it's not good... Sect Master, you can't let me do this kind of thing every time...
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"Forget it, I'll find someone else."
"Hey! No, no!"
Yang Wudi showed a look of admiration on his face: "My subordinate Yang Wudi is willing to do the best for the sect leader!"