Fang Han didn't expect that he would be hung on this, and he was very annoyed in his heart. He looked at the two heavenly soldiers standing in front of the hanging platform, and said dissatisfiedly: "What do you mean by this? I just want to discuss some things with Xiao Zhenjun, what are you arresting me for?"

A heavenly soldier turned around and said coldly: "What is your identity, Xiao Zhenjun is also something you can see?"

Another Heavenly Soldier said: "According to the laws of the Divine Realm, those who trespass into the Heavenly Palace will be shown to the public for a hundred years! If you dare to be verbose again, I will hang you for two hundred years!"

"No!" Fang Han was speechless, "Can you reason a little, help me pass it on and die!"

The two Heavenly Soldiers turned around and ignored him.

How could you have met such a person who doesn't get into oil and salt? Fang Han hung his head helplessly, it seemed that he could only wait for the time of the plane teleporter to come, and then teleport back first!

Wait, the plane teleporter is only ten minutes, but why did I bring a snack just now?

Fang Han, who had nothing to do, could only play by himself in his mind. He can't help it, now he can't move his hands and feet, and the two people who spoke ignore him, so he can only consume time like this.

Time passed little by little, and soon Fang Han felt that something was wrong!

It should have been ten minutes, right? Why am I still here? Could it be that the time in the divine realm is different from that in the human realm? Wait and see!

After waiting for a while, Fang Han still didn't feel the Dimensional Teleporter activate, and he suddenly panicked.

The plane teleporter couldn't be broken, right? Thinking about this, Fang Han was even more scared! The plane teleporter was his backhand, if it was broken, wouldn't he really have to be hung in the God Realm for a hundred years?

When he returns to the human world in a hundred years, who else will he see? My father is old and dead, my sister is old and dead, Guan Xuanxuan is also old and dead, my relatives and friends are also old and dead, and I am left alone—wait, will I also die of old age?

Fang Han thought about it, according to the explanation in the "Huang Ting Jing", the lifespan of the Dan period should be about five hundred to one thousand years old.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, it's okay!

After brainstorming, the pressure on his body decreased a lot, and he began to turn his body and look around.

This Heavenly Palace was built on that big stone, covering a very large area, and it is estimated to be larger than the Forbidden City. Although the room is not very large, it covers a large area! Let's just say that the palace in front of you is seventy or eighty meters high, and the length and width are several hundred meters above, and several palaces are estimated to be larger than the Forbidden City.

In this palace, there are many heavenly soldiers patrolling and standing. The heavenly soldiers standing guard are all in teams of two, and the patrol is in teams of ten people. Fang Han roughly calculated, there were more than a hundred heavenly soldiers who maintained the security of the Heavenly Palace on a daily basis.

This is too cautious, isn't it? It needs the protection of so many unfathomable heavenly soldiers, and those who are protected must be stronger than these heavenly soldiers. Who is the enemy of the defense?

"Gah!"

A wild goose cry came from the sky, Fang Han raised his head with difficulty, and saw a flock of very large geese flying quickly. Behind these geese, several heavenly soldiers chased after them, and the halberds emitted a streamer and put it on their heads.

In addition to the wild geese, Fang Han also saw many cranes wandering in the distance, and a heavenly soldier flew towards them.

Some swallows flew to the nest under the eaves of the palace, and then there were heavenly soldiers who dragged it and controlled it with a streamer, and took the swallow's nest and swallows from under the eaves together, and several other heavenly soldiers quickly cleaned up the traces left on it.

"Roar-" A tiger's cry came, and Fang Han hurriedly looked over.

Between them, a giant tiger standing more than three meters tall knocked away a heavenly soldier and jumped out of the railing!

Several heavenly soldiers around him immediately tied it up with a long halberd and dragged it back, walked to a huge cage, threw it in, and then closed it!

Fang Han's face couldn't help but twitch, he finally knew what such a heavenly soldier was preventing now, it turned out that it was all used to manage these spirit birds and beasts.

It can be seen that the days of the Heavenly Soldiers in the God Realm are like this, and when they do all this, there is not a trace of fluctuation on their faces, obviously they have long been used to it, and even repeated it countless times.

It's like a worker on an assembly line, repeating the same work every day, no need to think, no change, no need for any passion, and after a long time, you can do the work with your eyes closed.

Is this the divine realm? It's even more terrible than hell!

"Your Highness, be careful, don't bite the tiger!" A concerned voice reached Fang Han's ears.

Fang Han hurriedly turned his head to look over, and immediately saw a little old man following behind a seven or eight-year-old child.

The seven or eight-year-old child, while walking towards the hanging platform, said to the little old man: "Don't follow me all the time, I can take care of myself." ”

Could this be Xiao Zhenjun, right? Fang Han's eyes lit up, and he tried to shout, "Little Zhenjun?"

But in this way, he will not be able to complete the task of the spirit marten, wouldn't he come for nothing? Fang Han said unwillingly: "But this weasel is mine! As a little true monarch, you can't rob my things, right?"

Xiao Zhenjun nodded, "That's right, I won't rob you of anything, what do you want?" I'll exchange you for this weasel without a tail." ”

Fang Han felt a lot more relieved, and said to Xiao Zhenjun with a smile: "I don't want to change anything else, I just want to change that spirit marten without a tail." ”

Xiao Zhenjun heard his words, and asked with a strange face, "Do you want to change spirit mink?"

"Yes, I just want to change the spirit mink, nothing else!" Fang Han said resolutely.

"Hehe?" Xiao Zhenjun laughed, "I've been feeding the spirit mink with special spirit mink food for more than a thousand years, and these spirit mink food alone will cost tens of thousands of spirit stones. Even if you, a weasel, are equivalent to my spirit mink, what do you pay for these ten thousand spirit stones?"

Tens of thousands of spirit stones? You are a slander! When he takes out the things all over his body, he may not be enough for ten thousand spirit stones, right?

Fang Han couldn't say it clearly, so he could only say: "I don't know how many spirit stones you spent to cultivate the spirit mink, but this weasel's cultivation is much stronger than the spirit mink, it should be more valuable than the spirit mink, I exchange the weasel for the spirit mink, are you taking advantage?"

Xiao Zhenjun pointed to the big tiger who had just been locked up by the heavenly soldiers and said, "If you say so, I will exchange that tiger with you, its strength is much stronger than this weasel!"

Fang Han was speechless for a while, he didn't expect Xiao Zhenjun's thinking ability to be so strong, it was not what a child should have at all!

He thought for a moment and said, "No, that tiger has a tail!"

"Then I'll cut off its tail and change it with you?" Xiao Zhenjun said.

Fang Han was shocked, could it be that Xiao Zhenjun had discovered what he had done on the weasel? But as soon as he lowered his head, Xiao Zhenjun's face did not have the kind of shrewdness he had just now, but instead revealed a kind of innocence.

He was a little unpredictable about this little true monarch, so he could only avoid long nights and dreams, "I just want to change the spirit mink." ”。

"Then I won't change it!" Xiao Zhenjun handed the weasel back to Fang Han, and then said to the little old man, "Send someone now." ”

"Yes, Your Highness!" the little old man smiled and nodded, turning around to leave!