After hearing these words, Yi Hong was moved when he saw the serious expressions of the eight people.

He did not immediately agree.

Instead, he pondered for a long time before looking at Qiu Ji solemnly and said:

"Can you tell me about the altar purifier..."

Now Yi Hong has been moving up to the Great Heaven, one of which is to finally reach the thirty-second heaven, meet the Queen Mother of the West, and ask about some things about that year.

Another very important purpose is to follow Zhu Bajie's traces.

After all, Yi Hong is now closely related to Sun Wukong, so he cannot ignore Zhu Bajie's affairs.

As long as he has not yet figured out whether Zhu Bajie is still alive, Yi Hong will keep collecting Zhu Bajie's information when he is moving to the next level.

Yi Hong's words also surprised the eight passers-by and looked at each other.

After a long time, Qiu Jicai tried to ask:

"Does Xia Daxian have a connection with the altar envoy?"

"Yeah." Yi Hong nodded: "I am the immortal and the altar envoy are considered friends of old friends. After that, I am also going to look for his traces."

These words once again made the eight passers-by show different expressions.

When they heard that Yi Hong was Zhu Bajie's old friend, they were both surprised and surprised.

Among them, Qiu Ji, who was more stable, showed a look like this and sighed:

"Since Xia Daxian is the old friend of the messenger of the altar, he has such great kindness to us.

Then I will inform Xia Daxian about the knowledge about the messenger of the altar."

After saying that, Qiu Ji showed a remembrance expression, his eyes flashed with nostalgia and sadness. After a long time, he said:

“In those days, this small country did not exist here.

Here, there are only two identities: one is the power of Queen Mother of the West, and the rest are all slaves.

Whether it is us mortals who have no immortal power or those immortal families whose cultivation has been abolished by Queen Mother of the West.

After being controlled by the Queen Mother of the West, he became a slave.

After the guards arranged by the Queen Mother of the West, the slaves lived a life worse than death every day.

Later, the messenger of the altar came to this heaven and saw all this and felt unfair for us.

So... the envoy of the Pure Land had the idea of ​​resisting Queen Mother of the West, and this was the first time he began to resist the power of Queen Mother of the West.

In the end, the envoy of the Altar Purification also defeated the guardians guarding this Chongtian and rescued us ordinary people and the immortals.

They even united and established a country here.

But what I saw and heard along the way made the envoy of the Pure Land wish to fight the Queen Mother of the West...

Therefore, the messenger of the altar was alone and went to the higher heaven.

He wanted to... completely overturn the rule of Queen Mother of the West."

After saying that, Qiu Ji sighed heavily again:

"But who is Queen Mother of the West? She was the mother of the Heavenly Court before the turmoil in the sky, and now she is the lord of the Heavenly Court... I am also quite worried about the altar purifier..."

After hearing this, Yi Hong also sighed:

"Is that so? After walking all the way here, did he also plan to resist the rule of Queen Mother of the West..."

Although I don’t know what Zhu Bajie’s psychological journey is.

But when Zhu Bajie reached this great heaven, he must have seen many tyrannical rule about Queen Mother of the West.

Because of this, from this great heaven, Zhu Bajie had the idea of ​​overthrowing the rule of Queen Mother of the West...

But Yi Hong also knew very well that Zhu Bajie could never do this.

And once you have this idea, the road ahead will be even more dangerous...

Now, Yi Hong feels that hope has become more and more vague about whether Zhu Bajie is still alive.

thump!

Just as Yi Hong was still thinking about these things, the eight passers-by in front of him suddenly knelt down at him.

"Xia Daxian! Since you are going to look for the altar envoy in the future, if you find him, please help me persuade him.

We are satisfied that we can survive in this great heaven, and there is no need to face the existence of Queen Mother of the West!

The messenger of the altar is our benefactor, and we don’t want him to die in vain!”

These people had serious and sincere expressions, and were all expecting Yi Hong to agree to this request.

After hearing this, Yi Hong was silent for a long time before sighing:

"On the way to the higher heaven, I will look for the altar envoy. If I find it, I will also stop him from doing such a thing."

That being said, but Yi Hong felt that the opportunity to see Zhu Bajie in the future was extremely misty.

"Thank you Xia Daxian!" The eight people kowtowed a few times to Yi Hong.

"Get up."

After arousing the eight people, Yi Hong officially began to arrange work for these eight people...

"Then next, let's arrange work for you guys. The future management of this country depends entirely on how the eight of you guys are.

First of all, public security, it is..."

After talking for a long time, after finally telling everything in his heart, Yi Hong also breathed a sigh of relief.

Afterwards, Yi Hong asked these eight people to try to take over the work.

But the only one who left Qiu Ji, the old man, was kept.

In the familiar main hall, Qiu Ji looked at Yi Hong in confusion:

"I wonder if Xia Daxian left me alone, is there anything to talk about alone?"

Yi Hong thought about it, first signaled him to sit on the chair next to him, and then spoke as if nothing had happened:

"You... should be one of the immortals in the old era. Although you look no different from ordinary people, your aura is still a little different."

These words made Qiu Ji widen his eyes and then smile bitterly: "Did Xian Xia see it?"

"You probably abandon your cultivation and foundation by yourself, otherwise it wouldn't be so difficult to see."

Generally speaking, those who have lost their cultivation will inevitably have some aura that appears faintly on their bodies, and it is still easy to sense it.

But if you take the initiative to abandon your cultivation and foundation, you will be "castrated" in the true sense, and then you will be no different from a first-level mortal, which can almost be seen by outsiders.

Qiu Ji continued to smile bitterly:

"I was afraid of death back then. Seeing one immortal family after another being abolished by Queen Mother of the West, those who wanted to resist were killed directly, so I simply abandoned my cultivation and foundation by myself."

After saying that, Qiu Ji showed a puzzled look again:

"But how did Xia Daxian notice it?"

Yi Hong almost didn't think about it, answered:

"Because you knew so much, I asked you about the messenger of the altar, but you answered it all.

Even if the lifespan of mortals living in the heavens is very long, if they do not have a certain foundation, they will not be able to survive now.
Chapter completed!