My brother is so cunning.

"As a human being, if you go against the will of heaven, you will become an immortal. What else can all the immortals say about the destiny of heaven? Isn't it necessary to go against the destiny of heaven?"

Even when facing his cheap daddy, Wen Rui was not merciful: "Back then, I could have explained the strategy clearly. I would first kill Daji, then depose Emperor Xin, make Prince Yin Jiao king, and finally invite Master Tongtian, the leader of the cult. He personally took out the Immortal Killing Sword and slaughtered all the Xibohou clan."

"After using this set of combos, how can there be any disputes between Shang and Zhou Dynasty? The saints who plotted against Jie Jiao are also unknown. They have no excuse to destroy our Jie Jiao orthodoxy."

"It is not the duty of a minister to abolish an establishment. It is not allowed by heaven!" Wen Zhong also raised his head, and Wen Rui took the lead and retorted angrily.

"Yu Zhong! Your whip is clearly said to beat the fainting emperor at the top and the sycophant ministers at the bottom, but your feelings are just to scare others? I have never seen you beat up Emperor Xin at the top and Fei Zhong and You Hun at the bottom."

Wen Rui was not used to him, and said tit for tat: "The dynasty was destroyed, the people were in ruins, the orthodoxy was cut off, and the members of the family died tragically. Compared with the righteousness of the monarch and his ministers, familiarity is more important than familiarity? This is the meaning of 'doing great things but cherishing one's life, seeing small gains and not caring about others'." "Forgetting one's fate is not a hero."

"You brat, did you come to heaven specifically to make me angry?"

Wen Zhong's eyes were filled with lightning, and with a flick of his hand he actually took out the double dragon whips, and said angrily: "I'll use this golden whip to beat you, the sharp-tongued traitor!"

Wen Rui couldn't help but feel a warmth rising in his heart. He recalled the relationship between father and son many years ago, and it was really vivid in his mind.

Growing up, he was often chased by his cheap dad with a pair of whips.

Xiao Zhanshou, Dazhan still had to fulfill his filial piety. Wen Rui turned around and ran away. After running for a distance, he found that Wen Tianzun was not chasing him, so he stopped.

"Old man, calm down. I'm a great emperor now. It's against the law to beat a colleague openly. Don't break the law."

Wen Rui cautiously walked back to Wen Zhong and watched with trepidation as the old man suppressed his anger and put away his whips. Wen Rui secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Even though he has achieved a golden body of merit, I am afraid it will not be easy to receive a whip from the Heavenly Lord.

"Back then, you escaped from becoming a god and missed the opportunity to become a god. You thought you would fall into reincarnation when your life span was over, and you would be trapped in the mystery of the womb and sink forever."

Wen Zhong has been an immortal for hundreds of years, and has become more and more proficient in nourishing qi. The qi dissipated quickly, and his tone was quite sad: "I never expected that you, an evil beast, could use some method to extend your life. I can reunite with you if I join the team of gods again."

"You kid, you are still as stubborn as you were five hundred years ago."

Shaking his head slowly, Wen Zhong said seriously: "Why didn't we, the immortals, listen to your so-called 'unfaithful advice' back then? It was not because you were hopeless in your cultivation and your realm was low."

Wen Rui was stunned and asked doubtfully: "Isn't it because I am a humble person?"

"To win people's trust lies in sincerity." Wen Zhongsurong said: "As the saying goes, 'No one knows more than his father.' When I was a father, I didn't listen to your advice. The biggest reason was actually that I saw that you had evil intentions and your original intention of making suggestions. , is not to help the country, save all living beings, and eliminate disasters."

"Hey, me, am I evil in my intentions?"

Wen Ruiru was killed by thunder, and this answer was far beyond his expectation.

"You are a child who has been smart and precocious since childhood, but you have never shown sincerity to others, and you always have secrets hidden in your heart."

Wen Zhong stared at Wen Rui carefully and said slowly: "Back then, when you assisted me in enriching the country and strengthening the army, you were not sincerely serving the country and the people. You clearly had other agendas in your heart. When you advised on the way to win, you were not sincerely serving the world. To eliminate karma and dissolve the calamity of killing, we only seek temporary prosperity of Jiejiao, regardless of whether calamity will come again..."

Wen Rui was so talked about that he broke into a cold sweat. Many questions that he couldn't figure out before were now suddenly understood.

He really didn't have good intentions back then. He just wanted to quickly complete the system tasks, collect some magic weapons and magical powers, and then escape from the prehistoric universe.

After he leaves, who cares about the flood?

The immortals of the Jie Sect may not be able to read minds, but they are capable of recognizing cause and effect and distinguishing between loyal and traitors.

The leader among them is none other than the Wen Zhongwen Tianzun with the third eye between his eyebrows.

No wonder none of the immortals who taught him how to do it took his advice seriously.

They may not be able to judge the quality of Wen Rui's suggestions, but they can judge the loyalty and treachery of Wen Rui.

Even if an idea comes from a person with ulterior motives, no matter how feasible it is, it has to arouse suspicion. They are worried that this seemingly brilliant idea actually hides huge hidden dangers and crises.

Even though Wen Rui was thick-skinned, he couldn't help but blush and was speechless.

"You brat, no matter how you got into Heaven or what purpose you had in ascending to Heaven, don't do anything wrong in the future. Otherwise, my father will clean up the door before you cause big trouble."

Wen Zhong's third eye flashed, which made Wen Rui's scalp tingle. He thought to himself that if he didn't hug his thigh, he would have found a nosy father for nothing.

What a big loss, it’s better not to come!

"Children, please obey your father's instructions."

After his selfish motives were revealed, Wenrui realized that he was in the wrong, and immediately corrected his attitude and became obedient.

"Hmph, just do it for yourself!"

Wen Zhong didn't give him a good look either. He turned around and saw that his posture was obviously to drive him away.

Wen Rui gritted his molar teeth tightly and felt suffocated in his heart. He thought to himself, did I come to heaven pretending to be a grandson?

"Well, when I came to meet my father this time, in addition to retelling the relationship between father and son, I also brought you letters and gifts from the lower world."

Wen Zhong turned around, frowned and asked, "But Our Lady of Lishan ordered you to deliver a message?"

"The letter is indeed from Lishan, but it is not written by the Holy Mother of Lishan."

Wen Rui suppressed a smile, took out a piece of jade slip from his arms and handed it over: "It was Aunt Huolin who asked me to carry it to heaven before I left, and asked me to deliver it to you."

"this……"

Wen Zhong's serious old face was a little unbearable, and he hesitated for a moment, wondering whether he should accept the bond from the mortal world.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand, hung it in the air, then retracted it as if he was electrocuted, and said calmly: "Five hundred years ago, on Juelong Ridge, I died. This letter was sent too late!"

Wen Rui shrugged, took back the jade slip, gave Wen Zhong a thumbs up, and praised: "You are noble, you are amazing! I have been waiting for you for five hundred years..."

Seeing that Wen Zhong was about to whip the golden whip again, Wen Rui quickly took a step back and said, "If you don't want to answer, don't answer. Don't be impatient. It doesn't matter whether you accept it or not. My child has brought some souvenirs from the lower world to honor you. You can always do this." Can you take it?"

"I won't accept it!" Wen Zhong said with a straight face: "You rebellious son, don't come to my Shenxiao Yufu to anger me. This is the greatest filial piety!"

"That's what's wrong with you. A father is kind and a son is filial. Children show a little filial piety. What's wrong with that?"

Wen Rui refused to give up: "Don't say that becoming gods means you can't care about human relations. Li Jing and Nezha, father and son, tried their best to pretend to be kind, filial and harmonious. It is said that our family is not in harmony, and that father and son are not in harmony, which will also be harmful. Your reputation..."

"Okay, okay, stop making any noise, put your things down and go quickly!"

"Okay, just put it away."

Wen Rui patted his chest, the portable space channel opened, and a space twisting vortex flashed away.

Where the vortex dissipated, a dashing woman in a red dress stood upright, blinking her beautiful eyes and looking at the majestic old man in front of her in disbelief.

"Is it you? Brother Wen... isn't Lin'er dreaming?"