I'm a son-in-law in heaven

"The Peach Banquet is over now, you should leave separately, the Heavenly Palace will be closed soon."

After the last little matter was dealt with, Haotian was ready to drive away.

Chen Yangyu was unwilling, but seeing Xuan Hao who had swallowed the immortal grass whole, he could only stamp his feet.

It should only be his own crimes, otherwise why would this be the case.

And Xuan Hao is also confident.

He was not afraid of Chen Yangyu's menacing gaze at all.

It's just that Chen Yangyu never expected that Tiangong would be banned for [-] days when Haotian said that Tiangong would be banned for [-] days.

And one day in the sky, one year on the ground.

For the mortal world, 500 years have passed.

After these five hundred days, the entire heavenly court was swept from top to bottom, all the devilish energy was removed, and even some loopholes in the past were completely sealed.

It's just that these five hundred days were in dire straits for Chen Yangyu.

It's been a hundred days, and the system activity has exceeded Chen Yangyu's imagination. Tasks are dispatched non-stop every day, and it is no longer such trivial things as sweeping the floor and weeding.

This also caused Chen Yangyu to be exhausted all day long.

There are also harvests, except for some supernatural powers and secret arts that are not useful, there are also two or three semi-disabled treasures.

Fortunately, Zhao Sanyan and Xuan Hao were beside Chen Yangyu, which made Chen Yangyu feel at ease.

Especially Xuan Hao, in order to avenge his revenge for swallowing grass, Chen Yangyu used Xuan Hao alone as two.

It made Xuan Hao almost go berserk, and he didn't die with Chen Yangyu.

However, under the temptation of the fairy aura, Xuan Hao finally succumbed to Chen Yangyu's lustful power.

It's just that the daily entertainment activities have also become Zha Chen's fish-raising villain.

So far, the puppet with Chen Yangyu's name on it has long been pierced with pinholes by Xuan Hao, and he still doesn't understand the hatred.

"Probably here!"

Chen Yangyu's light dissipated, stood among the clouds, looked at the towering mountain in front of him, and nodded affirmatively.

Beside Zhao Sanyan and Xuan Hao rolled their eyes at the same time, and the woman laughed, covering her mouth and chuckling.

When I looked again, it was a woman in a purple palace dress.

With bright eyes and bright teeth, every frown and smile makes people fascinated, but there is only a little black light between the eyebrows, but it makes people daunting.

This person is the Little Seventh Princess who has been in seclusion for a long time.

Chen Yangyu didn't expect Xiao Qi to leave the seclusion after 500 years of retreat.

What's more, he didn't expect Chen Yangyu to be beaten up by Xiaoqi on the day he left the customs, and his bones are still sore.

As for the reason, of course it was Chen Yangyu's affairs.

Although Chen Yangyu tried his best to argue that it was nothing, but Xiao Qi believed that there is no wave without wind.

Since the rumors say so, then naturally there is a reason to say so.

Chen Yangyu, who refuted this reason, was speechless.

"That's what you said just now. Do you know where Wuzhi Mountain is?"

Zhao Sanyan has always taken pleasure in raising fish with Chen Chen, so this time he naturally refused to let it go.

What's more, this is already the ninth mountain they have been to.

Zhao Sanyan deeply suspected that Chen Yangyu had long forgotten where Wuzhishan was.

"It should be here!" Chen Yangyu said with a little embarrassment,
It's just that the words are full of uncertainties, and they don't even have enough confidence to speak.

"Master Uncle said, haven't you been here often for 500 years, why can't you recognize the path?" Zhao Sanyan was speechless for a while, thinking that Chen Yangyu was playing tricks on him.

"How can this be the same?" Chen Yangyu straightened his chest and said confidently.

"I have walked the road to heaven in the past 500 years, and when I fall down, it is Wuzhi Mountain."

"Now I have left the Nantian Gate, descended to the mortal world, and searched for a path. Can that be the same?"

Chen Yangyu is also helpless, who knows that the path in this world is actually different.

At the beginning, Taishang Daozu brought Sun Wukong back to Tushita Palace, trying to help Sun Wukong get out of the demon realm with the help of the Eight Diagrams Furnace, but once Sun Wukong had a demonic thought, the root of the demon was so deep that it was difficult to get rid of it.

In addition, Sun Wukong was entrusted with the mandate of heaven, and the Supreme Saint did not dare to use many methods, so he used big methods to imprison Monkey King in the world, trying to cleanse the monkey's devilish energy with Taoist mantras.

It's just that what kind of existence is the Supreme Saint, how can he chant scriptures every day to suppress the demon nature for Monkey King.

So this glorious and arduous task falls on the second and third generations of Taoist disciples.

It's just that Zhao Sanyan and others are not stupid, and no one is willing to take on such drudgery.

Only Chen Yangyu, who was forced to be helpless due to system tasks, accepted the job with tears in his eyes.

For the next 500 years, Chen Yangyu would go down to earth every once in a while to suppress Monkey King's demonic nature with Taoist mantras.

What is being recited is the Jujiao Lingbao Saving People Sutra.

But Chen Yangyu is the one who suffers easily.

Taking advantage of this golden opportunity, they gained a lot of benefits from the other two religions.

But today the gate of the court is wide open, and he is ordered to go down to the lower world to slay demons. Chen Yangyu is tempted to come here to see Monkey King.

"If you go in and have a look, you'll know. If it's not the case this time, then come and look for it after completing the task assigned by the sage." Xuan Hao's immature voice echoed in the ears of Chen Yangyu and Zhao Sanyan. There was a dispute between the two.

"Just do it!"

Zhao Sanyan nodded eagerly, and immediately flew into the mountains, followed by Chen Yangyu and the others.

Just entered the mountain, looking at the familiar scenery around.

Chen Yangyu knew that he had found the right place this time.

However, before entering the mountainside, Chen Yangyu heard a burst of noisy voices.

Going forward, I saw dozens of mortals dressed as Orions walking up the mountain surrounded by a monk in a scarlet cassock.

While walking, the monk's energetic voice echoed in the mountains and forests.

"You are an ordinary person, you don't know how weird this mountain is."

"There is a big monster hidden in this mountain forest all the time. The reason why there is no harm on weekdays is thanks to you who have been offering sacrifices on weekdays."

"Now that the temple is destroyed by the mountain torrent, that big demon is full of resentment, and that's why you are waiting for today's disaster."

Around the monk, all the hunters listened, but they couldn't stop nodding.

"Master is truly a man of God! He actually revealed a secret that we have passed down for hundreds of years." The leading Orion is a middle-aged Orion of about 30 years old. The monk's side is obviously deeply trusted by everyone.

"It's strange to say that since this sacred mountain came here 500 years ago, we and other mountain people can often hear the roar of monsters, but since the temple was built at the foot of the mountain, there have been daily sacrifices, and there have been no casualties when entering the mountain."

"Who knew that a flash flood a few days ago would destroy the temple." The unlucky look on the man's face flashed away.

"During this period of time, the mountain was not peaceful, and several people had died in the mountain. If the master hadn't mentioned it today, we would not know where to go, and I don't know how many people would die."

"Amitabha, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. This is your luck, and it is the merit of the poor monk. After the poor monk uses his means to subdue the monster, you can continue to enjoy peace."

The snow-white beard on the monk's chin fluttered as he spoke. Although he had reached seventy years of age, the monk's face did not see any wrinkles, but was as rosy as a baby.

It looks really bluffing!
It's just that these words made Chen Yangyu, who was hiding in secret, furious.