On this side, Zhu Bajie was burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, and the air emitted the fragrance of charcoal-grilled pork belly.

On the other hand, the combination of Feng, Rain, Thunder and Lightning four gods fired a lightning bolt. Although it did not hurt Yi Hong, Thunder's anger disappeared.

With the persuasion of the three beauties, Feng, Rain and Die, the stinky Thor finally withdrew his magical powers, walked out of the clouds, and stood in front of Yi Hong.

Yi Hong scratched his head: "Brother Thunder, have you been so angry?"

Thunder God, who had calmed down, became much more rational, and he was already a little regretful of his impulse just now.

I remember that this dead monkey made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace back then, and he was beaten up. Why did he get along with this person with an impulse just now? I hope he can forgive me.

Thunder God bowed: "The Great Sage is still in style. After so many years, his skills have become more exquisite. We joined forces to try it out, but they still failed."

Yi Hong was stunned for a moment and sighed in his heart: "Are they gods? Their brains are still very fast." But he also wondered, all the gods in the thirty-first level are either stupid or crazy, why do these people seem to be fine?

Thinking of this in my heart, Yi Hong showed no expression on the surface, followed the flattery of Thunder God, and said, "So you were testing my skills just now? I'd said it earlier, I won't use small means to guide the lightning away. Come on, let's fight again."

Thor opened his mouth and was stunned.

"Gee, stinky monkey, don't make things difficult for us. Sister knows that your golden cudgel is amazing~"

Feng Po talked so much that it felt like spring breeze. Yi Hong let out a little softer. The needle that turned into a golden cudgel had already shrunk back at this time. He raised his hand: "Is it amazing or not? You only know if it's a fight. Come on, you three, Brother Thunder God is watching."

Yi Hong raised his eyebrows. He always felt that this was quite normal. He said it with a golden cudgel, which was a bit obscene. Anyway, it didn't fit his upright and kind personality.

"Okay, stinky monkey, don't always think about fighting and killing. Let's go to our mansion, my sister will take you to have fun."

Yi Hong hugged his shoulders tightly, looked horrified, and said seriously: "What are you talking about first! Tell you, I am a monk! You can't force me to break the precepts!"

"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe, I think you are the monk Hua!" Feng Po gave Yi Hong a blank look, then twisted her waist and came to Yi Hong's side, putting her mouth against Yi Hong's ear and said something softly.

The breeze poured into his ears, Yi Hong was so numb. After listening to Feng Po's words, his eyes lit up again: "Really?"

"I won't lie to you."

"Then go quickly! Lead the way!"

"Hell, I'm always so anxious!"

Feng Po turned around and winked at the other gods present. He raised his bare hands lightly, rolled up a breeze, and walked forward.

Yi Hong also hurriedly followed and flew away with the gods.

Lei Tribe Divine Night Hall.

Following everyone here, Yi Hong looked at the magnificent hall and was a little stunning.

This was the first time he had actually seen the legendary direct office of the Heavenly Court, the Twelve Divisions of Heavenly Court. He originally thought that they should be in the thirty-third level of heaven, but he never thought that it was here.

Thor walked in front, stood at the gate of the hall, and made a gesture to Yi Hong.

Feng Po and Yu Po were with Yi Hong, carrying an arm alone, and the soft touch on his forearm was occasionally slapped, making Yi Hong want to suppress the gun again.

"Sisters, don't do this. I've said I'm a monk... Then what, can I give Sister Dian a chance?"

When the mother of Dian was behind everyone, Bai was stunned when he heard this sentence: "Really? Are you sure?"

"Uh... I'm joking."

I remembered that the electric motor was powered on, Yi Hong was a little timid.

When entering the hall, Yi Hong first visited it. This hall, which is in charge of the wind and rain of the Three Realms, is really good, and it exudes the luxury of jewelry everywhere.

After a while of visit, the girls and girls had already set up a banquet in the hall. The four gods called Yi Hong to take their seats, saying that they wanted to welcome Yi Hong.

Yi Hong sat down on the table. Before he could move, the ginseng fruit tree jumped first and pulled down, and one of them was tied in the middle of the long table. He was not polite.

The four gods looked ugly, and Yi Hong was also a little embarrassed. The ginseng fruit tree was really like a naughty child who lacked discipline, but Yi Hong had no choice but to do anything to him.

He said in a low voice: "Come down and stand aside. Don't think I can't do anything to you. If you have always been so ignorant, one day I will save Zhenyuanzi's great immortal, I will first refine you into a magic weapon."

The ginseng fruit tree seemed to tremble for a moment, but it was very obedient. It hurriedly came down from the table and stood aside.

At this time, Feng Po’s eyes flashed, she raised her spiritual wine toast Yi Hong first, then came to Yi Hong’s ear and asked softly: “Can the Great Sage not discipline this treasure?”

Yi Hong nodded: "When I passed by Wuzhuang Temple, I found that it had been destroyed. Zhenyuanzi Daxian entrusted it to me. After all, it was someone else's child, and it was really a hindrance to discipline it."

In fact, this is a bit of a bit of giving me a favor. Although I am reluctant to beat and scold me, the most important thing is that Yi Hong does not have any effective way to use this naughty child.

Feng Po didn't know whether he believed Yi Hong's words or not. He heard this and nodded, and killed the wine in his glass. Then he faced the ginseng fruit tree that was feasting, and said:

"The treasures of heaven and earth all have their roots. Even if they are born and grown in nature and are formed by swallowing the sun and the moon, they must be controlled by the great way and cannot be born against the way. For the ginseng fruit tree, if Zhenyuan Immortal is there, he is its way; if Zhenyuan Immortal is there, the Great Sage, you are its way. If it against you, you will only reversal the mysterious skill and penetrate into its body. It will be damaged at the least, and it will be withered at the worst. It is all based on your heart."

Feng Po said it very plainly, but when it sounded like thunder in the ears of the ginseng fruit tree, the branches that were originally crawling on the table were squeaking, and they were all taken back, standing there trembling.

Yi Hong nodded: "So that's it." But he just turned his head and looked at the ginseng fruit tree, then raised his wine glass, held Feng Po's hand with a slight face and said, "Thank you sister for preaching. My sister teaches so well. Will you have time later? Let's find a place to continue preaching? When I was in the world, I learned a martial art called rubbing. Do you want to try it?"

"Tu!" Feng Po spat at Yi Hong: "Although I don't know what kind of judo you are talking about, it must be no good if you say it from your mouth!"

Having said that, she was not annoyed and had another cup of tea with Yi Hong.

The ginseng fruit tree is extremely well-behaved and has no sign of eating or drinking anymore. Yi Hong grabbed a handful of spiritual fruit from the table and threw it: "Eat it."

The ginseng fruit tree obediently caught it, and its branches and leaves shaking, conveying the idea of ​​"Thank you, Master".

Yi Hong talked to the gods, and then he realized that he could not practice at all before, and he could not even practice the regular exercises, so how could he talk about the reverse exercises? No wonder the ginseng fruit tree is not afraid of him.

Now that the martial arts taught by Taoist Hongfeng is taught, in the future, you can completely grasp the ginseng fruit trees.

Amid the laughter and joy, Yi Hong drank very happily with the gods. When he was half drunk, Yi Hong asked: "Dear brothers and sisters, I have found that the gods and immortals everywhere in the Heavenly Court are either stupid or stupid. You guys are clear-headed and bright-eyed. I don't know why?"

Hearing this, the gods all looked suspicious and asked Yi Hong: "Are all the gods and immortals stupid? Why didn't we notice it?"

Yi Hong was puzzled: "Didn't you find out? Before I came to see you, I met the gods such as Yin Jiao, the Twenty-Eight Constellations, and they... all had some problems. Moreover, the heavenly soldiers and generals were no longer sane in the heavenly court."

"What?"

The gods were all shocked, and Yu Po asked, "Sage, are you wrong? The little god had seen Yin Jiao a few days ago, but he didn't see how stupid he was?"
Chapter completed!