Quick wear: the villain's father's fine cub

Chapter 414
The vines grow barbs to hook the flesh, warning Po Meng to speak well.

Want you to be pitiful?Fu Chen rolled his eyes and asked, "Do you know what happened to Longan?"

"Longan? Longan from Santuhe?" Granny Meng shook her head, "The old lady doesn't know. The old lady just makes soup, gives soup, and a shuttle who doesn't drink soup, and doesn't care about the rest."

Fuchen nodded, and the tree vine retracted under his feet and returned to his hand. "Thanks."

"Walk slowly. If you want soup, welcome at any time." Granny Meng said respectfully.

Fuchen walked back to the monk.

"What is the donor asking?" the monk asked.

"It's nothing." After thinking for a while, "Don't drink Meng Po soup, she likes to put her fingernails in it, it's so dirty." Fu Chen reminded.

The monk nodded, the benefactor was still as stubborn as before.

The two returned to Guimenguan along Huangquan Road, and asked Niutou, "Why are you going up?"

Kick the bull's head!
Floating Chen experienced an extremely fast run.Before she could react, she landed, and the real touch told her: she was on the ground.She lay on the ground and rubbed her buttocks, and asked the monk standing next to her, "How did you get here?"

"I followed you up," said the monk.His expression was indifferent, and there was indifferent persistence in his eyes.

"I'm going, why did you kick me?" Fu Chen was speechless, looked around, but didn't notice anything strange about the monk.

The place where it was kicked up happened to be Yinling Mountain.

It's July seventeenth now.broad daylight.In the forest, there is still white mist holding dead wood, and nothing can be seen except dead wood and grave bags.

There are only gray and black, and the astonishing white is nothing but dry bones.

Fuchen didn't expect to spend three days and two nights in the underworld during this trip.

"Floating dust." The monk suddenly shouted.

"Huh?" Fu Chen responded, turned his head and saw the monk clasped his hands together, this kind of expression was always seen when he was about to do something in the past.

Even when she wanted to buy comic books in advance on credit, she always had this look.

He was persistent, too principled.

Without much thought, Fu Chen already guessed what he was going to do.

"The poor monk can't accompany you, Fuchen, go and play by yourself."

Fu Chen looked at the surrounding graves, but said nothing.

The monk solemnly looked at the white and misty Yinling Mountain, "The poor monk wants to save these [-] ghosts."

Not surprisingly.

After being hit by thousands of creatures in the Santu River, the monk will definitely want to take care of the ghosts here.

"Okay." Fuchen agreed, "You come to save them, and I will take them to the underworld."

If you want to be the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, then I can only be Di Ting to accompany you.

The monk raised his head, Wubo's eyes stopped the water on the face of the floating dust, and suddenly smiled, "You will be a good god."

Say what?

Fuchen smiled, inserted the wooden knife into the soil, and the roots quickly spread throughout the Yinling Mountain, dragged the naked corpses into the ground, and moved the stones to mark them.

"Monk, you sit here." Fu Chen dragged the monk to sit on the big tree. If any soul without eyes dared to touch him, the big tree only needed to expose the corpse. .

"I'm going to play for a while, and I'll bring back my soul at night." Fuchen said.

The monk nodded.

Fu Chen stood by and listened to the scriptures for a while.The dark tide was surging in my heart.

The [-] Yinlings do not mean that they can be reduced if they are reduced.

The effort spent during this period is not just as simple as time.Not to mention one year or ten years, even the power of vows spent in it will drag down the monk's cultivation base.

At that time, the monk will have no merit but no ability. If he wants to become a Buddha or an immortal, he can only rely on the enlightenment of gods and Buddhas!
Floating dust and cold eyes, Sanzheng... the judge.

She was very sure that Zhang Xian was Sanzheng.There is no reason to let the monk go to the Santu River, only because of the "nosy" of the Yinling Mountain.

If a monk wants to become a Buddha, he cannot have other existences.

Fuchen was lucky, and hurriedly flew to the imperial palace of Dongling Kingdom.Landing on the ground, he kicked open the door of the South Study Room, "Ah Wu!"

The sound is like a broken door, and it has explosive power.

Jiang Ziwu had sensed the floating dust early on, and raised his head in doubt, "What's the matter? You're so big, who made you angry?"

Next to him, Xiao Hei bowed his head to Fuchen in salute.Because of the eyes, Xiao Hei owed Fu Chen.

"A dead man!" Fuchen said directly, puffing up, like a frog about to explode at any time.

Jiang Ziwu tidied up the copywriting at hand, put down the brush, "Tell me, why did the dead mess with you? Did you call the hell?"

"That's right." Fuchen slapped the whole wooden desk with a slap, and the desk made a loud "bang".

"He tricked me into going to the bottom of the Santu River, and designed the monk to save [-] ghosts. Now the monk is chanting sutras to death in Yinling Mountain. Tell me, how should I deal with him?"

Jiang Zi was expressionless, "Whip the corpse."

Fuchen pointed at Jiang Ziwu, "You're really right. I just want to flog the corpse. Then," Fuchen said coldly, "scatter the soul."

She has always defended her inner circle.Because of the damn restrictions of this world, she might sabotage the monk's path to Buddhahood - which made her harbor guilt.

Now someone is oppressing the monk and bullying him.The floating dust exploded directly, resolutely not allowing this person to threaten the monk.

"Tell me, who is it?" Jiang Ziwu said calmly.He waved his hand, motioning for Xiao Hei to leave, to make room for solitude.

"Taoist three righteousness. And," Fuchen stared into Jiang Ziwu's eyes, "I want his descendants and sect."

Jiang Ziwu nodded, and got up to look for scrolls in the ancient shelf, "My master is the eunuch in the palace, he was forced to flee to the palace by the three authentic sects, since he took revenge, count me in." Jiang Ziwu took out a pair of scrolls , unfolded, "After I ascended the throne, I found out the world-wide Taoism sect." Pointing to a location, "Sanjiang sect."

Fu Chen looked over, "Xichang Kingdom?" He raised his head in surprise and looked at Jiang Ziwu.

Jiang Ziwu nodded to Fuchen, affirmatively.

"This is fun." Fu Chen raised his eyebrows.

"What is Sanzheng doing in the underworld?" Jiang Ziwu asked to learn more about the situation.

"Judge."

"Judge..." Jiang Ziwu murmured again, holding Fuchen back, "You still need someone else."

"Who?" Fuchen wondered.

"A new judge." Jiang Ziwu said.

Fuchen stared at Jiang Ziwu, the existence of this person was simply invincible.Whatever she wanted, he could think of.

"Have you ever had a confidant before?" Fu Chen wondered.

Even if they haven't seen each other for a long time, even if it's just a few days, there is no need for hypocritical politeness between the two of them.The soul is very close.

Ah Wu stretched out his hand and touched Fuchen's head, "No, I've been alone." Staring at Fuchen, he said seriously, "You live a good life."

Fuchen subconsciously shrunk his head to endure the force of touching his head. This kind of intimacy should be done by someone else, and he felt a little shy.

Not everyone is a monk who can touch her head.

Fuchen opened Ah Wu, stared at him for a moment, "You just watch and deal with it." Thinking of one thing, "I showed the maintenance order you announced to the world. You may really be a little troublesome."

Ah Wu straightened his back, looked at the materials on the museum shelf in front of him, "Nothing."

The two discussed for a while, and Fuchen wanted to go to Xichang Kingdom to directly find Sanzheng's tomb.But A Wu asked him to go to Xichang two days later.

Fu Chen didn't ask much.She believed in Ah Wu, and believed in this guy's methods even more, so she handed over the matter to him to plan.

After eating a meal together, Fuchen ran to Haimen Village to find the Flower Demon Mountain God.This guy has lived a long time, so he may know more information.

Haimen Village is still surrounded by mountains and rivers.Flying all the way over the mountains until approaching the village, I saw the barren bare soil exposed by the mountains.After moving mountains and heavy rains, there is no shelter from the big trees, and many animals and plants have disappeared.There is a lot of nudity around the villa.

People in the village don't have much idea.Without the infestation of wild animals, there is more land to be opened up.They are still guarding in place.

"Hey, little monster." Fu Chen shouted above the village.

With a shout, a voice rushed out immediately. "Stop shouting!"

Mr. Yan walked out of the gate of Liu's mansion. He is now respected as a mountain god. Why is he being called a little monster?
Fuchen looked down, saw Mr. Yan, and flew down. "Hey, there is a pig." Fuchen saw the big white pig following Mr. Yan, "You still raise pigs."

"Get lost!" Mr. Yan was annoyed.What kind of pig does I raise?What pigs!

"It's just right, chat while eating roast suckling pig." Fu Chen came to cook.

The big white pig was so frightened that it hid behind Mr. Yan.

"Don't tease him. He will be castrated and slaughtered tomorrow. It's hard enough." Mr. Yan said.

"Huh?" Fu Chen took a closer look, found Ni Duan, looked at the pig and said to Mr. Yan, "You just let him suffer the consequences of the animal way?"

"He volunteered."

The great good man who was supposed to go to the underworld to go to the animal realm has now turned into a pig himself, carrying all the memories of being a human, enduring the pain of a pig and the humiliation of being a human.

Fuchen didn't understand this kind of emotion, and didn't intend to ask more, turned his head away, and cut straight to the point, "Sanzheng, do you have any impression of this person?"

Young Master Yan's eyes moved, he glanced at Fuchen, "Did you offend him?"

"He provoked me." Fuchen said cautiously.

"Smiling tiger, killer scholar. This person is selfish, has no bottom line, and does things based on his own preferences. If he provokes you, light the lamp in the latrine—he's looking for death (shit)." Mr. Yan said, hurting the two of them.

Fuchen rolled his eyes, "Can you tell me some useful information?"

"Yes." Mr. Yan patted the fan in his hand, "It is said that he wants to use his dead body to cultivate immortality."

"Zombie?" Fu Chen asked.

Mr. Yan shook his head, "After the geomantic omen land was destroyed, he lost his eyesight, and his cultivation level continued. Instead, he used corpses to refine his soul."

Fuchen stared at him and sneered, "It happened to be his corpse." He continued to ask, "Where is the tomb?"

"Tomb? He built an underground palace for himself! Remember the last time the mountains and rivers were diverted to flood the Dongling Kingdom," Mr. Yan said, "Xichang Kingdom Palace. It was buried as a national teacher. Others just treat it as a Accompanying the emperor is actually pressing the emperor to be the leader."

"If the real mountains and rivers are diverted, and Xiling Kingdom becomes a country near the sea, his three righteousnesses will be the dragon that is about to enter the sea, and all the corpses and souls will become immortals." Mr. Yan said.

"He wants to be beautiful." In this world, only one person is allowed to become a Buddha and a God, but he is lucky, he wants to become two immortals.Fu Chen glanced at Young Master Yan, "How come you are so clear?"

Yan Gongzi rolled his eyes, "I have lived for a long time, can I still have no eyes? Can I compare with you, a brat?"

Fuchen turned around, took out the token of "City Guard Army", a door appeared on the ground, the locked door opened automatically, Fuchen walked in, and the door disappeared.

The villagers of Haimen Village happened to be walking this way, and happened to see it, and they screamed "Ghost", and collapsed to the ground in fright.

Mr. Yan marveled at the token in Fuchen's hand, and gave her all of this treasure.It's really stupid people have stupid blessings.Hearing the movement behind him, he glanced at the man on the ground and kicked the pig behind him, "Hurry up, the opportunity to accumulate virtue has come."

The big white pig walked over with its stomach shaking, dragging the person in its mouth.

Fuchen rushed to the gate of hell, kicking the bull's head aggrievedly while waiting for someone, "Who do you want me to wait for?" The tied horse's face burst into tears.

"My lord is waiting for someone?" someone shouted from behind.

Fuchen turned his head back, the hair on his head, and the eyes in the hair looked like two little lions hiding in the depths of the forest.

"Who told you to come here?" Black and White Wuchang wanted to teach Fuchen a lesson, so she took out the token and showed them.They had no choice but to untie their brothers without saying anything.

"My lord, the lord of Dongling Kingdom." The lion-man said as he took out something like an official document.

"What's your name?"

"My name is Zhong Kui."

"Zhong Kui, right? I want you to be the new judge." Fu Chen said.

"What happened to the old judge?" Zhong Kui asked.

Fuchen glanced over, "He died today." His eyes showed murderous intent.

The monk doesn't allow her to be cruel, so she just doesn't let him see it.

Fu Chen never thought about gods and Buddhas.

Zhong Kui waited at the gate of hell, and the adults asked him to go to Hades again in a quarter of an hour, so he could only wait.

Fu Chen hurried to Santu River.The conversion time between the world and the underworld is not very clear.She promised the monk to go there at night, and she didn't want to break her promise.

"Brother!" Fuchen shouted.

"Floating dust." A distant voice.The giant dragon stood up, and the Santu River was shocked by stormy waves.

Fuchen waved his hands and threw two copies of "The Monkey King" into the muddy river, "Where are people?"

Something rose up from the river, wrapped in trees and vines, so it couldn't be seen clearly.

Floating dust flew over to see clearly.This is her vine.

The giant dragon behind the vines held two things that looked like mung beans in her eyes.The eyeballs looked at the ghost below...

Half the vines fell off, and the density of the bundle was halved.The whole appearance of this ghost is revealed: half of the soul body is lost, one left arm is missing, one right leg is also missing, the right cheek is gone, and the nose is gone.

"How about it? I said keep half of it." A child's voice sounded.

Fu Chen turned around, and suddenly found a baby with a red bellyband holding "The Monkey King" lying on the water reading a book.

The child is so festive that at first glance it looks like a doll.breath……

"Hmm... Big brother, are you a child?" Fuchen was puzzled.

"No. I just want to read comic books. But the book is too small, so I changed it and found that this height is just right." The child said casually.

It happened to be a milk doll.

"What's wrong? Don't you like it?" Naiwawa was upset, her big eyes rolled and she was not fierce at all.

"As expected of us being demons, what we do is direct and effective." Fu Chen suppressed a smile, "Brother is a role model for the demon clan, a role model!" Turning to deal with business, he still couldn't help laughing.

Zhang Xian couldn't stand being teased and ignored, and his voice was weak and he didn't forget to threaten, "Aren't you afraid that the King of Hades will blame you for harming ghost officials?"

Fu Chen spread his hands, "If the old one doesn't go, the new one won't come. He has a new judge, what's my fault?"

"What?" Zhang Xian probably didn't expect this level to exist.After all, Fuchen and Monk seem to have a simple mind.

"What? What do you want to say?" Fuchen said innocently, "Oh, and your disciple, grandson, your zombie, don't worry, it will be gone in the next two days." Fuchen smiled.

"Impossible!" Zhang Xian roared.The soul body is also abnormal.

"My lord!" Zhong Kui happened to come over.Silence gives Fuchen momentum.

"How are things going?" Fuchen asked, staring at Zhang Xiande's appearance.

"After two days of getting used to it, I will officially take over the position of judge. I just have to wait for the seal of the judge." Zhong Kui said respectfully.

"No need." Fu Chen said, the tree vine took out the seal from Zhang Xian and threw it over, the tree vine grew horizontally and blocked Zhang Xian's mouth.

"He is..." Zhong Kui was puzzled.

"He's a ghost, I picked it up and gave it to you." Fuchen replied.

"Thank you." Zhong Kui bowed respectfully to Zhang Xian.

Zhang Xian was furious.

"By the way, what did Ah Wu give you?" Fu Chen then asked.

Zhang Xian took out an imperial list from his sleeve and handed it over, "A letter from the emperor to Hades. He introduced his plan to attack Xichang within three days."

Fuchen's brows and eyes are all smiles.

This kid is domineering enough to dare to write a letter to Hades.He can really think of an emperor who dares to send a "judge".

The ground and the underground can still cooperate like this... I have to say that Jiang Zi is really amazing without this person.

Fuchen even thought that if there were no monks, it would not be impossible for this person to achieve the right result of cultivation and become a god and Buddha.She is willing to help her even if there is no monk.

"Don't worry, I will dig your grave and find your body when the time comes!" Fuchen patted Zhang Xian's only left cheek.With burning eyes: How did you trick the monk, how can I clean it up.

He must be a Buddha!
Zhong Kui thought that Fuchen was doing a good deed, and bowed to Fuchen again, "My lord is really a bodhisattva."

"That's right." Fu Chen agreed directly without any politeness.

The milk baby glanced at Zhang Xian, and nodded, Zhang Xian and the tree vines sank under the water.Dough looked at Fuchen with big eyes on his face, "It's not enough, bring me some more tomorrow."

"Okay." Fu Chen responded.

After finishing the matter, Fuchen left and couldn't help laughing when he returned to Yinling Mountain.

"Fuchen, what good thing did you meet?" the monk couldn't help asking.The face asked Fuchen gently.

Fuchen nodded, knowing that the monk had empty extravagant expectations for him, so he made up things casually, "Help a person pick up money, and that person will be grateful to me."

The monk smiled.

Fuchen smiled and brought thirty souls into the gate of hell.There was a new judge, who was still one of his own, and the thirty souls were quickly led to Senluo Hall.The monks helped them clear up their karma, and these people were sentenced to humanism.

After the underworld finished its work and came out, Fuchen took a look at Wangchuan.On the edge of Wangchuan, Granny Meng was "washing the bucket" again, and the baby was still lying on the Santu River reading a book, and let out a frightening burst of laughter from time to time.

Such a scene is also full of life breath.Fu Chen silently recorded such time.

Soon, Jiang Ziwu made a move.

On the third day, when Fu Chen flew to the Sanjiang Zongmen founded by Sanzheng in Xichang, the young master of Sanjiang Zongmen had already bowed in front of the mausoleum and said, "His Majesty is here. I have been waiting for a long time. The ancestor's body will be brought before His Majesty." go."

The young master also had a scholarly face, looking harmless.Such a person can order others to destroy the people of a country at will.

Face does not represent three views.

Fuchen looked at the people around him.This person was sent by Ah Wu to contact her, named Jing.Compared with Young Master Sanjiang, this person is black, taciturn, and a little scary, with a fierce face, not a good person.

But the one sent by Ah Wu will definitely not harm her.

"My lord, it's all right. The master has used the incident last time to encircle and suppress the Sanjiang Sect. It has provoked the relationship between the Sanjiang Sect and Xiling Kingdom. Especially knowing that the Sanzheng occupies the imperial mausoleum's feng shui, and the coffin is buried under the emperor's coffin, he is directly blocked." Sanjiang Sect. And ordered capable soldiers, whoever can release Sanzheng’s body will be rewarded. Sanzheng’s influence in the human world has been destroyed.” Jing said.

Fuchen nodded, feeling very relieved about Ah Wu, and followed the young master Baipi to the imperial tomb.

But seeing a group of people daring to move around the imperial mausoleum, they asked Jing, "Where is this singing coming from?"

"My lord, the corpse has been blown up." Jing bowed his head and said.

"Oh, it's a zombie. Has it grown hair?" Fu Chen was curious.

Jing shook his head, "The subordinates don't know, all those who went in died."

Fu Chen looked at the young master who was secretly anxious in front, young man.It looks very delicate.Gentle and polite.It doesn't seem to be growing up yet.

"Hey! Boy, are there no adults in your sect? I want you to come here." Fuchen asked.

"Honorable Master, all my masters and uncles have disappeared, and my life and death are unknown. I have the highest status in the sect." The young master said respectfully.

Fuchen recalled those six bastards, four were taken into the pagoda by the monks, and two hid, if he said he had no contact with this guy—heh.

Looking at the sky, Fu Chen shouted, "Bai!"

The sky immediately gathered a layer of white clouds.

"Listen to my password!" Fu Chen shouted.Turning to ask Jing, "Your master has said that I can deal with it here."

"Yes. On the premise of His Holiness' safety." Jing replied respectfully.

Oh, take this as a fart, I didn't hear it.Fuchen took out his wooden knife.The wooden knife changed into a rattan whip and rushed into the imperial tomb.

Two quarters of an hour, Fuchen pulled a zombie out, just after leaving the imperial mausoleum, Fuchen flicked his whip, and the zombie was rolled out.

"Bai, open!" Fu Chen shouted.

The white clouds in the sky dissipated, revealing the fiery sun.

It is hot summer now, and the sun in the morning is very hot.

The zombie screamed and wanted to escape into the mausoleum, Fu Chen stood beside him, watching him approaching the entrance of the tomb, he flicked the whip, and the corpse flew away.

"Aww!" The zombie was scorched by the sun.

"Crack!" The whip hit the zombie, and the zombie flew away in pain.

The whip of the floating dust has a golden inscription presented by the monk, which has a restraining effect on zombies.

With a whip down, Fuchen was relentless.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the surrounding sky was already clear.

The zombies wanted to escape into the woods, even dig the soil, and use their clothes to block the sun, but they were thrown back to the open space by the floating dust, and the clothes flew away.

In a quarter of an hour, the corpses on the ground turned into black residue and rotted on the ground.

Fu Chen looked at him coldly, and glanced at the young master who was kneeling with his head bowed, "Tell you master and uncle, there are still two people missing from the monk's golden pagoda. If they don't go, you have to stretch your bones." He gave the young man on the ground a palm with his backhand, Abolish his cultivation.This life has nothing to do with Taoism.

Fuchen doesn't like to harm the whole family, but this young master is very upright and old-fashioned, shameless and able to pretend, leaving it as a disaster.

"well."

"My lord." Jing bowed his head.

"Destroy everyone in their sect's cultivation and cut off their energy channels." Fu Chen said coldly, "After two months, without my other instructions, they will cramp and break their bones, no matter how old or young they are."

"Yes." Jing Deling.

Take a look at the dog-like "beauty man" on the ground.Take out the token and open the ground door.

Floating dust can pass unimpeded to the Santu River.

By the Santu River, there is a Bana flower.

the other side……

A milk doll ran out of the river, pulling Fu Chen, "Little brother, where is my comic book?"

"No." Fuchen returned, only doing the three righteous things, how could he remember to buy books.Changed the subject directly, "Brother, you are not majestic like this."

Nai Wa sat down by the river, angrily, and turned his back to the floating dust and said, "Who dares to say that I am not majestic? I can't kill him!"

"Where is Sanzheng?" Fu Chen asked.

Milkman wanted to snap his fingers again, but found that his fingers were so fleshy that he couldn't do it, so he yelled, "Send that guy up to me!"

A few ghosts soon appeared on the surface of the river, bringing Sanzheng up.

Floating dust knocked, "Half less."

"I just said to keep half of it, what's the matter with you?" Milkman shouted immediately.

Several ghosts trembled, "Your Majesty!"

"Call me Beauty Dragon King!" Nai Wa roared.

"Beautiful Dragon King, it's the king, you have to keep half of it, we will eat half of it." The little devils were cautious.

"That's right." Milkman turned to Fuchen and said.

"..." What about the brain?Dust was speechless.Looking at Sanzheng, most of the middle part has been gnawed away, only one leg is left, only a corner body, only a little beard on the neck, one eye, one mouth, and the brain has been gnawed away.

Fortunately, this is the soul.If it were a body, the person would have died long ago.According to the mana of Sanzheng, Hun can still hold on for a while.

You can only hold on for a while.

One was eaten by ghosts without paying attention.

Fu Chen's gaze was fixed on Nai Wa.

"Why? Are you dissatisfied?" Milkman turned his head and ordered, "Eat half more!"

"No need!" Fuchen hurriedly stopped, looked at Sanzheng, "You can still understand what I say."

"You're in good spirits." Sanzheng hangs like silk.

"That's good." If you can still be stubborn with Lao Tzu, then your consciousness will be fine. "Your corpse has sensed it."

"Hmph." Sanzheng was being dragged by the neck of the little ghost, and the little ghost looked at it eagerly and took a bite.In this way, he still looks rebellious.

Fu Chen told the ghosts to leave, and the ghosts saw that the baby didn't respond, so they went down.

"I'm curious, how you were chosen to become a god." Sanzheng's only remaining eye was biting the floating dust like an eagle's beak, "I think you have cultivated the way of ghosts."

"You're right." The enemy became more savage, and the dust became more arrogant, "The way of heaven stipulates that only one of me and the monk can ascend to Taoism. So I follow the way of yin and yang ghosts, and he takes the way of Wuji Buddha. After all, there are no rules in the way of heaven, and I am not allowed to enter." Devil."

"Hmph." Sanzheng laughed suddenly, "Hahahaha. Hahahaha. It's ridiculous, ridiculous."

"I've planned for 600 years, but at the end of the day, I was broken by you, a monster. What's even more ridiculous is that you are still following my way! Hahahaha." Sanzheng mocked, "Do you think you can succeed? I have not become a fairy in 600 years. ? But what happened?"

"Who do you think you are? How special are you?"

"You're just following the path of Laozi. Do you think you can live after he becomes a Buddha?" Sanzheng became more and more insane, and seemed to have found a balance point, mocking, "The most worrying thing in the way of heaven is people. You can't, After hundreds of years and thousands of years, there will always be the next favorite child of heaven. Can you live?"

"You can only die without a burial place." Sanzheng said grimly.

(End of this chapter)