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Chapter 107 A Feast

Marshal Tianpeng and the general Rolling Cloud both frowned. Why did this monk laugh at them?

Although the Xitian Lingshan and the Heavenly Court reached many agreements, Buddhism also certainly many people knew that they would be candidates for Journey to the West.

But how do you know about a Golden Immortal Realm?

When Yang Yu watched the Jade Emperor and others leave, the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger, making Marshal Tianpeng who couldn't help but look back and look at him became more and more inexplicable?

Could it be that this monk knew their identity, so he showed goodwill to them in advance, and he would not be able to curry favor with them.

"snort!"

Thinking of this, Marshal Tianpeng snorted and showed a very disdainful sarcasm to Yang Yu.

The roller blind general did nothing, but his expression was also cold.

After obtaining the scriptures in the West, those who participated in obtaining the scriptures in the West will undergo a complete change and become the main figures in the world in the future.

Just like Nezha, Yang Jian and others who once shined in the Battle of the Gods.

They will also have this status in the future, so they naturally look down on a monk named Yang Yu who turned into a Golden Immortal Realm.

"These two are just stupid enough."

Yang Yu looked at Marshal Tianpeng's expression, shrugged helplessly, and then continued to look in the direction where the guests came.

What he meant just now was to ask the two of them to be careful, they had been targeted by themselves.

"Is my smile not cruel enough?"

Yang Yu shook his head, feeling strange in his heart.

Then, the second person came, finally the existence Yang Yu wanted to wait for during this trip.

Emperor Donghua!

At this moment, he did not climb onto himself as if he was going to the Heavenly Court, but was riding a very extraordinary nine-headed lion, both of whom were filled with a captivating atmosphere.

"Amitabha, I am the one who is called Emperor Donghua."

Yang Yu immediately spoke and looked at Emperor Donghua.

"Um."

Emperor Donghua nodded, and then said nothing, urging the nine-headed lion to fly towards Lingshan.

"Amitabha, Emperor, please stay. Lingshan is the place of all Buddhas after all. Since you have arrived, you don't have to ride the nine-headed lion and let me take it to the temple specially opened by my Lingshan to rest."

Yang Yu quickly spoke up to Emperor Donghua and said apologetically.

"That's fine."

Emperor Donghua nodded, stepped down from the nine-headed lion, and flew into Lingshan himself.

"lead the way."

The nine-headed lion looked at Yang Yu and spoke indifferently.

"No need to rush to travel, this is your resting place in the future!"

Yang Yu looked at the Nine-Headed Lion and smiled coldly. Then, his right hand was directly blasted out, and a punch hit the Nine-Headed Lion's body extremely quickly.

"Bang!"

In an instant, the body of the nine-headed lion collapsed, turning into a bloody rain and was directly killed by Yang Yu.

"boom!"

At the same time, a blue palm stretched out from Yang Yu's body, directly grabbed the soul of the nine-headed lion, pulled it, and penetrated into Yang Yu's body.

Yang Yu waved his hand quickly and put all the flesh and blood of the nine-headed lion into the system space, and instantly suppressed all the fluctuations.

Now, he is a giant figure in the late stage of the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm. The Nine-Headed Lion is indeed very strong and has already touched the state of killing the three corpses to prove the truth.

However, in the face of Yang Yu's sharp attack, he still felt hatred in an instant.

Because, even if the animation brother is standing there, he will be killed by Yang Yu without any warning!

"Nine-headed lion, this is the first one."

Yang Yu spoke with a calm expression, and then continued to look in the direction where the guests came.

"Amitabha, I pay homage to Laojun."

Not long after, Yang Yu looked at the Taishang Laojun riding a green cow and raised a faint smile on his lips.

The Supreme Laojun nodded and wanted to leave like this, but he was still stopped by Yang Yu and signaled Qingniu to take a nap in a prescribed place and wait for the Antian Conference to end.

"Did Buddha even think of these things?"

The Supreme Lord looked at Yang Yu, his eyes flashing slightly.

"After all, it would be inconvenient to bring your mount to enter Lingshan."

Yang Yu nodded and spoke, looking at Yang Yu with a smile.

"That's fine."

The Grand Lord did not ask much, and looked at Yang Yu quietly. After confirming that there was no problem, he patted Qingniu and flew to Lingshan by himself.

Yang Yu smiled slightly and led Qingniu to another direction in Lingshan. It was an area that Yang Yu had laid out in the past half month, specifically for Yang Yu to kill powerful beings like Qingniu.

Qingniu is a demon clan in the early stage of Daluo Golden Immortal, and is amazingly powerful.

However, the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm was useless. With Yang Yu entering the formation arranged by Yang Yu for a few minutes, Yang Yu walked out again, shook off the blood of the cow on his body, and returned to the Buddha's appearance to the welcome place.

"Amitabha Buddha, the poor monk Guanyin Bodhisattva."

Not long after, Yang Yu waited for the fourth person, Guanyin Bodhisattva, who was carrying a bamboo basket with a very faint wave.

"There are already quite a lot of people coming?"

Guanyin Bodhisattva spoke and nodded to Yang Yu.

"The Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother of Heaven have been here for a long time, and the Emperor Donghua and the Grand Master of the Supreme Lord have also arrived."

Yang Yu nodded and nodded very seriously.

"Is there anything going on?"

Guanyin Bodhisattva looked at Yang Yu, but still did not leave, and seemed to ask unintentionally.

"Oh, there are some things. The two great immortals, Emperor Donghua and Laojun, felt that it was quite inconvenient to ride a mount into Lingshan, so they kept the mount and sent it to the Lingshan Taoist temple for a rest alone."

Yang Yu spoke, his eyes flashed slightly at Guanyin Bodhisattva.

"Yeah?"

Guanyin Bodhisattva nodded, then smiled and said, "These two great immortals will think, let's do this, you can send the carp in my basket together. It will be quite inconvenient for me to carry it with me."

Guanyin Bodhisattva spoke and looked at Yang Yu with a faint smile.

"Amitabha, I will do it now."

Yang Yu glanced at Guanyin Bodhisattva, then smiled, took the bamboo basket from Guanyin Bodhisattva's hand, and raised a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Guanyin Bodhisattva didn't say anything this time and went straight to Lingshan.

Yang Yu looked at Guanyin Bodhisattva and frowned slightly, but quickly stretched out.

Guanyin Bodhisattva just got these actions, obviously because he was intentional, and what he did was intentional must be doing.

Yang Yu was also confused at this moment, why did Guanyin Bodhisattva, a Buddhist, do this?

However, Yang Yu's brows quickly relaxed, and he didn't think much about what Guanyin Bodhisattva wanted to do. He just needed to concentrate on doing his own thing.

After that, Yang Yu must show off his cooking skills at the Antian Conference and give these people a big meal!
Chapter completed!
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