The four masters and apprentices arrived at Tianshu Mansion. Ye Yunyang and Du'e Xingjun were walking side by side, followed by three apprentices looking around.

I heard that many gods and goddesses dreamed of visiting the Privy Council today, but they were kicked out every time they came. As time went by, no one came to visit.

Looking at the pavilions, pavilions, gardens and vegetation, they look just like other fairy mansions. Why are people so anxious to enter here?

"Du'e Xingjun, there is nothing strange in your house!" Sun Wukong jumped up to Du'e Xingjun and scratched his chin.

His grandson had never seen this immortal five hundred years ago, and he wanted to get to know him well five hundred years later.

"You have to tell my grandson."

He said, touching Mr. Doe Xing's shoulder with his hand.

But Mr. Du'e Xingjun, who has always been known in heaven for his bad temper, did not argue with him: "You don't know something. Most of the people here come to my mansion to ask me to help them survive the disaster, not to make friends with me sincerely.

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After hearing this, Sun Wukong stayed where he was and thought about how to survive the disaster? Is there such a thing?

"Then why doesn't Mr. Xing help them?" Ye Yunyang asked.

Since your duty is to survive the disaster, why not choose to make friends with the gods in heaven and give yourself a huge network of relationships.

He had just seen this ability, which so many gods could only dream of. Why did he feel a little helpless and bored when hearing the tone of Lord Du Exing?

Du'e Xingjun sighed deeply, it would be okay if he could really help, but this secret must not be leaked, and even the Immortal Lord in charge of their division could not change his fate against the will of heaven.

"Due Xingjun is actually just a position. I have been in office for 300 years. The last Xingjun died because he changed his destiny at will. When you come here, you just want to stay peacefully and peacefully. You don't want to die.

I don’t even have a soul left in the end.”

When he said this, his expression was obviously filled with regret. The previous Star Lord was corrupt and used his own abilities to change the lives of the immortals, but his final end was extremely tragic.

Even gods will be punished by heaven.

Hearing this, Ye Yunyang's eyes flashed with solemnity. It turned out that the Jade Emperor was not responsible for the gods in heaven, but a more terrifying existence was controlling them.

If he breaks into heaven in the future, steals the sky and changes the sun, and changes his destiny against the sky, will this so-called divine punishment befall him?

He will not allow this to happen, he will be so powerful that it will be even more ferocious than the so-called divine punishment, and no gods or Buddhas can stop him.

There was ambition in Ye Yunyang's eyes. Now that he's here, it's really hard to afford to leave without disturbing him.

Sun Wukong, who was behind him, heard what he said and realized that it turned out that this Xingjun took office three hundred years ago. No wonder he had never seen him or recognized him. Hey, if this Xingjun had seen him causing trouble in the Heavenly Palace, he would have

I won’t be as afraid of him as those grandsons in heaven!

"Xingjun, what do you want from me this time?" Ye Yunyang did not forget the important matter. Previously, Xingjun Due came to the hall to have something to do with him, and it was something that could not be stated in public.

Sure enough, Du'e Xingjun's face suddenly became solemn. He looked at Ye Yunyang and said very seriously: "I have no choice but to invite the holy monk this time. Please come with me, please."

Ye Yunyang frowned. What did he think an ordinary monk could help him with? What he wanted was not Wukong, it was really just him, a monk.

Did he know something?

Driven by curiosity, Ye Yunyang followed Lord Du'e Xing to a secret room.

He wasn't worried about what tricks Due Xingjun would play on him, after all, any conspiracy and tricks were nothing in the face of absolute strength.

Stepping into the secret room, Ye Yunyang felt a gloomy and cold breath blowing against his face, and the deeper he went, the stronger this feeling became.

"Did the holy monk feel it too?" Du'e Xingjun asked.

Ye Yunyang nodded. It seemed that the person who caused this aura was not Due Xingjun, but someone else.

Zhu Bajie behind him tightened his neck and asked: "Master, what kind of smell is this? Goosebumps are rising on my old pig's skin."

"Resentment." Ye Yunyang walked in front. He had the highest cultivation level among the few people. He could detect the strong resentment in this breath through his five senses.

Du'e Xingjun glanced at Ye Yunyang: "That's right."

It seemed that he had found the right person this time and could resolve his resentment.

Arriving at the end of the secret room, Ye Yunyang saw a wheel placed on an altar. If he guessed correctly, this was the magical weapon of every Due Star Lord.

But Due Xingjun doesn’t carry this magic weapon with him, but he puts it on the altar?

He closed his eyes and carefully felt the breath around him.

"I am a god...Why do gods also turn into ashes?"

"I helped them, it's not my fault, it's not my fault."

"You bunch of ungrateful villains, you will all be buried with me hahahahahahaha."

The chaotic words around him poured into Ye Yunyang's mind, and the voice was filled with great resentment, which made people's scalp numb.

"Master, master, what's wrong with you! Master!" Sun Wukong couldn't help but asked worriedly when he saw that Ye Yunyang had closed his eyes and remained motionless for a long time.

But Ye Yunyang in front of him was still standing where he was, motionless.

"Good Lord Du'e Xing, why did you bring my master here? What did you do to my master? Tell me quickly, or I, Sun, will not be able to spare you."

Seeing that Ye Yunyang didn't reply to his words, Sun Wukong grabbed Du'e Xingjun's arm and said viciously.

Fortunately, he thought that Lord Du'e Xing was different from others, but he didn't expect that he would dare to trick his master in front of his old grandson and seek death.

Du'e Xingjun, who was being dragged, also had a confused look on his face. He had come in several times and had never encountered such a situation, but it was true that he had not moved any hands or feet.

At this moment, Zhu Bajie also panicked, stepped forward and shook Ye Yunyang's shoulders, shouting: "Master, you must not abandon me, old pig, you haven't witnessed my marriage yet,

Master, master, please wake up quickly..."

Ye Yunyang, who was originally caught up in that resentment, simply wanted to follow that aura to trace back a longer story. Who knew that a fat, big hand kept shaking his body, shaking his consciousness back.

He opened his eyes and looked at Zhu Bajie with some resentment: "Bajie, when you get married, you want me to be your counselor?"

He couldn't give birth to such a piggy.

Hearing his slightly joking voice, both Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie were startled. Zhu Bajie stopped what he was doing and reached out to touch Ye Yunyang's face, pinching and pulling at it.

"Master, are you okay? You scared me to death!"
Chapter completed!