Haishen had all the common problems of angry youth, that is, he didn't know how to say less and more, nor did he know what to say what not to say. The original opportunity to reach the sky was ruined by him in order to show his verbal pleasure. He let go of the old Taoist how to deal with Taoist Haishen, but he just said that he would take Fan Zhen back to Chaohai Temple on the side of Zhuguo. At this time, Hou Lie's whole body flashed, emitting a strong demonic aura, but there was a trace of Buddha light inside.

Shangzhuguo raised his eyebrows. This guy looked naughty and fierce, but his understanding was really useless. In just six sentences, he could comprehend a trace of Buddhist principles. Shangzhuguo looked up and down, and when he saw the Ruyi Golden Cudgel crossing his legs, he showed a hint of understanding.

"Crazy, Buddhism is boundless, how can you understand it overnight?! Let's go back with me!" Shangzhuguo straightened his body, stretched out his hand to make Hou Lie's eyebrows, "You can't wake up quickly!" Finally, the word "wake up" mixed with the sound of dragon and tiger, which made the surrounding walls tremble. Such power shocked Fan Zhen to push a few steps back. Hou Lie naturally opened his eyes as he looked at Shangzhuguo. At this time, his eyes were full of gratitude.

Without further ado, Shangzhuguo once again threw out the merit seal and brought the two of them back to Mount Tai at a very fast speed, and led Yang Yuan, who had just suppressed the backlash, at the hillside.

Several people returned to the Jade Emperor's Top and saw that Zhu Hanwen had recovered from his human form and was regulating his breathing. They all breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that Zhu Hanwen was already safe, the Shangzhu Kingdom said in a deep voice,

"You are here first. I have something to do and come back later to meet you."

After saying that, Shangzhuguo turned around with his merit seal alone and disappeared from everyone's sight.

After Zhang Jingxiu explained that everyone knew that while the three ghost immortals in the Shangzhu Kingdom had eliminated, Zhu Hanwen instantly returned to his human form. The Jade Emperor's imperial edict was indeed magical. After waiting for about a stick of incense, Zhu Hanwen finally slowly opened his eyes, moved his stiff limbs, lay flat on the ground, allowing the blood and true energy in his body to flow again. At the same time, he said to several people,

"I'll be a big deal if I say thank you. From now on, I will do my best to listen to you."

Hou Lie and Yang Yuan didn't want to pay attention to him, and sat cross-legged beside him and continued to practice. Fan Zhen opened his mouth, but he didn't know where to start. He stomped his feet and sat beside Yang Yuan to regurgate his breath. At this time, a humble voice appeared in everyone's ears.

"With this great effort, I have even shared my wife's original intention, but you don't even want to mention it?"

Zhu Hanwen didn't have to look at it and knew that it was Zhao Banzi who was disrespectful to him. He just lay on the ground and said to Zhao Banzi,

"Oh? Then tell me, what happened during this period of time, right?"

Zhao Banzi smiled "hehe" and squatted in front of Zhu Hanwen, and told Zhu Hanwen what happened next, especially highlighting his selflessness, bravery, warm-hearted, and far-sighted...

Zhu Hanwen ignored him and said to Fan Zhen and Yang Yuan, "Is that all?" Fan Zhen couldn't stand Zhao Banzi's self-proclaiming and said, "Yes! When he shared the method of chasing souls with various sects, he rode on your head. Later, he saw that the wild dogs by the mountain were pitiful, and he even carried them to your lap to feed them. As for how to deal with dog shit and dog shit, you can smell it yourself!"

Hearing this, Zhu Hanwen sat up and looked down at his chest, abdomen, and waist.

"Fanzhen, I've only been trapped for three days, right?"

“To be precise, two and a half days.”

"Zhao Banzi, I heard that your illusion array has made great contributions, and I want to see it too!" But when he turned around, there was no trace of that bitch.

"Zhao Banzi! Your uncle! If you have the ability, you will squat in the mutton fat jade bottle for the rest of your life, otherwise you will never be as good as you!!"

"Hehe, in order to avoid enemies, I once hid on a broom, but I haven't shown up for thirty years. How many years have you been?"

"Okay! I just want to cultivate him forever for you!"

At this time, Zhang Jingxiu suddenly spoke, "Stop making trouble, my father brings many people here." As soon as he finished speaking, a huge mountain peak rushed over from the horizon. When everyone looked closely, it was a huge seal of merit. The peak slowly fell, and countless figures also floated down from the seal of merit.

"Brother Zhu, I haven't seen each other for a few days, and my style remains the same!"

This was originally a polite sentence from Xu Gong, but it felt so irritating to Zhu Hanwen's ears. Who made him covered in dog pee moss now?

Xu Gong wanted to get close to him, but after taking two steps, he frowned in a slight way, stopped, and hugged Zhu Hanwen. Zhou Yi, Zeng Chuxing, Yan Youchen, and others, and they either bowed from afar, or gave them a careful look. No one came over. When the merit seal fell, the Shangzhu Kingdom and an old man walked down the air. Behind the old man was Yang Zhen followed closely. It seemed that he was the mountain owner of Songyang Academy, Yang Xuangan.

After everyone landed and stood firm, Shangzhuguo stretched out his hand, and a hill-like merit seal turned into the size of a palm again, and fell back to Shangzhuguo's hand lightly. Yang Xuangan, who was standing beside him, looked at this scene, and his eyes were filled with fear. Without waiting for him to speak, Shangzhuguo took the lead and walked to the middle between him and Zhu Hanwen and others, and said,

"Master Yangshan, my junior had a little misunderstanding with Nephew Ling before, but Nephew Ling's injuries have now been healed, and in the face of major events, I think if I can turn war into jade?"

Yang Xuangan didn't say anything, but just looked back at Yang Zhen. Seeing Yang Zhen's eyes staring at Hou Lie not far away, as if he was hatred of killing his father and taking his wife, his whole body trembled continuously. His eyes became sharp at that time, and turned around and said to Zhuguo,

"If I am an uncle who doesn't even care about my own nephew being beaten up, what is the ethical principle mentioned by the saint?!"

Seeing this, Shangzhuguo shook his head gently, waved his hand to signal Zhu Hanwen and others to come over, and then scolded him,

"You acted recklessly and injured Lord Yang Shan's nephew, and you still don't apologize!"

Hou Lie glanced at Yang Zhen, and then Yang Xuangan went up and down, without saying a word, but gave out the Ruyi Golden Cudgel, turned around and looked at Zhu Hanwen. Zhu Hanwen smiled gently, stepped forward, and said loudly,

"Master Yangshan probably doesn't just want to hear an apology!"

"Hahaha...hahahaha..." Yang Xuangan laughed twice and said, "The younger generation has indeed produced many talents, with such courage and knowledge. If you didn't hurt me, I would have some appreciation."

At this time, Fan Zhen moved to the middle of a few people and shouted, "Senior wants to vent his anger for Yang Zhen, just do it. No matter what the outcome is, let's give up, okay?"

"Win, lose?" Yang Xuangan frowned, and his aura was pressing towards Fan Zhen like a sea of ​​ups and downs. "Just relying on you juniors, you deserve to talk to me about the outcome?"

Fan Zhen felt that the pressure in front of him was like a tsunami, and he couldn't help but take two steps back. At this moment, a golden light flashed in the air, and an iron rod like a jade pillar that held the sky fell down in the sky. Judging from the size of the iron rod, if Yang Xuangan avoided a little, Yang Zhen and a group of Confucian disciples behind him would be the first to be affected. This was to compete with him with force.

Yang Xuangan sneered and swung his fingers, and the thunderous rod flew backwards. Then Yang Xuangan snorted coldly and waved his hands, but nothing happened.

Everyone in the audience was stunned. Only then did Yang Xuangan remember that his literary spirit had been sealed by the three overseas islands. He could only rely on his own cultivation when fighting with others. However, even if he only used his own cultivation, it would be enough to teach a few juniors a lesson.

Just as he lowered his head and thought, a cold rake was already lifting up from top to bottom.

"Shameless! When you are fighting with others, you can't just focus on three-way fights. If you take it, wouldn't it be too late to be safe!" Yang Xuangan took a resentment and kicked Zhu Hanwen on the butt, kicking him more than three feet away, more than five feet high, and fell to the ground, and bounced twice.

Yang Xuangan was using his own way to return him to his body. When he was satisfied, he suddenly felt a darkness on his head. He hurriedly looked up and saw a Guanyin Bodhisattva who was more than ten feet tall glaring at him.

"Ommamimamihum"

With the sound of the mantra, Guanyin Bodhisattva, who had thousands of hands and thousands of eyes, punched him like a storm.

"What kind of grudges do you have? What kind of grudges do you want to kill me?"

Yang Xuangan's figure flashed and he avoided the attack range of Guanyin Bodhisattva's Dharma image. He sacrificed himself again and appeared in front of Fan Zhen. Just as he was about to take action to control Fan Zhen, a divine light flashed on the side, and a silver divine light penetrated his sleeve a hole.

Yang Xuangan quickly stopped his move and retreated. A Dharma image of Erlang Zhenjun, who was about the same as Guanyin Bodhisattva, was wielding a three-pointed two-edged sword at him...

"Nothing!" Yang Xuandian was already really angry, and he saw two "urgent" characters appearing under his feet, two "教" characters appearing on his hands, and his figure flashed and disappeared from everyone's sight. He heard four unconscious bodies, Zhu Hanwen, Hou Lie, Fan Zhen, and Yang Yuan, were stacked in front of Shangzhuguo.

Yang Xuangan held his chest with one hand and Yang Zhen's shoulder with the other. He panted and said with a stare at Shangzhuguo's beard and blowing his beard.

"It's not my fault that I don't have a proper position. I just want to kill them and give them a few moves. I hate these little bastards who are not doing anything light or serious. I'm helpless in this move. I'll ask Zhu Guohai Han."

Shangzhuguo gently stroked his beard on his chest and smiled, "Yes, the Changbai Mountain Demon Realm, Putuo Mountain, Guanjiangkou Yang Family, and the City God Temple are not very good at disciplineing their own direct disciples. It is the Lord Yangshan, you should give them some advice. In teaching the younger generation, I am ashamed of myself!"

After saying that, Shangzhu Guo waved his hand, Zhang Jingxiu hurriedly ran over and carried Zhu Hanwen and the others into the Jade Emperor Palace, leaving only Yang Xuangan, who had a very wonderful face, standing there alone, as if he was stunned.
Chapter completed!