"No matter what, isn't it all about living? whether it's the heavenly realm or the fairy realm, as long as I can continue to live, who is this emperor's throne, and what does it do?"

"Alive?ridiculous, you old thing, you've lived for tens of thousands of years, haven't you lived enough?!" Sun Wukong sneered.

"Of course I didn't live enough! How could I live enough? How many hardships I have suffered along the way to practice! I have come to this point, why should I give up my own life?

"Of course, you can sacrifice your life without any scruples when you fight to defeat the Buddha, because you don't know how precious life is, and you don't know how bitter the cultivators in the world are! You were born with a monstrous fortune, and the path of cultivation can be said to go straight to the clouds, and those saints regard you as their own, and you live so freely, so even if you let it go easily, you will be full of care, but I can't!" Shou Xing Weng's face was a little distorted.

"Luck, since you are an immortal, then you should also have a piece of luck, and your 10,000-year-old immortal body, in this world, is the only one! You are also a person who adheres to the luck of the human world!" Sun Wukong said with a raised brow.

"Luck? Hahaha, ridiculous! This is not luck, this is a curse! Immortality, wounds are healed, how much has I suffered! Those who want to explore the mystery of my constitution, they drink my blood and eat my flesh! Life is better than death! This pain, do you understand?!" It seems that because of the recollection of the unbearable past, the birthday star Weng is crazy.

"Human nature is inherently evil, but can a small evil represent the whole world? Let me ask you, did you escape from the demon cave by yourself?" Sun Wukong asked.

"So what? Master Zun saved me, but Master Zun has passed away! No one can protect me anymore! There is good in the world, but there is also evil! I don't want to go back! Haotian God dominates all worlds! He will not covet my eternal body for ten thousand years! Only in this heavenly realm can I live freely!"

"It turned out to be a coward, thanks to your master who valued you so much at the beginning. Sun Wukong was lying on the grass, unwilling to look at the so-called immortal in front of him who had already collapsed his inner defense.

"I'm a coward? What about you? The current Fighting Holy Buddha is just a loser! Do you think that His Majesty Haotian doesn't know about the things you have done? You have repeatedly provoked Erlang Zhenjun and made him attack you again and again, just in the hope that he can break up your whole body essence! You hope that these essences can return to the human realm, and the plan is indeed very good, but do you know why Your Majesty has not stopped you? Because those essences of yours can't go back to the human realm at all! All of them have been fed back to this heavenly realm! You are delusional!" The birthday star Weng, who was repeatedly ridiculed and ridiculed by Sun Wukong, said viciously.

"Heh, in that case, why didn't Haotian Lao Er refuse to let me die? Sun Wukong's eyes were slightly closed.

"This is because Your Majesty values you! Sun Wukong, as long as you are willing to be sincere and obedient, Your Majesty will definitely give you the title of Monkey King, and when the time comes, you will be the first god of war in the Heavenly Court, and you will be on an equal footing with Erlang Zhenjun!"

"Monkey King doesn't need anyone to give him a name, and besides, Monkey King can fight for anyone, but he won't fight for the Heavenly Realm!" At the mention of Monkey King, Sun Wukong's spirit seemed to be a little uplifted.

"Idiots talk about dreams!" Now, the birthday star Weng laughed at Sun Wukong, and he was very proud.

"Rat-eyed coward, get out!" said Sun Wukong lazily.

The birthday star Weng, who did not achieve the expected goal, flicked his sleeves angrily and drove away, he still had to report the treatment work to His Majesty Haotian, as well as report Sun Wukong's current physical condition, and then he had to return and continue to stare at Sun Wukong from a distance.

Fortunately, Sun Wukong's strength is no longer one in ten, otherwise the birthday star Weng really can't keep an eye on Sun Wukong.

Seeing that the birthday star Weng was far away, Sun Wukong, who was lying on the grass with his legs crossed, stood up, his face full of exhaustion.

Jing Yuan left his body again and again, for him, it was not a kind of torture, and the sharp drop in strength made him feel weak.

clenched his fists, adapted to his weakened body again, and drove the somersault cloud to Pan Taoyuan.

Pan Taoyuan has long become his own land, which can be regarded as a face project made by Haotian God.

The land god who once managed the peach orchard is long gone, and Sun Wukong's mind is naturally not taking care of the peach orchard.

Once made everyone in the fairy world salivate, it is not easy to find more than a dozen in the peach orchard.

found a peach tree that was quite strong, and Sun Wukong lay on the trunk of the tree, closing his eyes and recuperating.

I don't know how long it took, but a childish call came from far and near.

"Great Sage~~~" The wind is whirring, wrapped in a heat wave, a porcelain-like little doll, stepping on the hot wheels of flames, falling from the sky!

The person who came was the god of the three altars of the sea meeting, Nezha!

Sun Wukong turned over and got off the tree, and said happily: "Nezha, you are back, how is the investigation?"

"Huh, Great Sage, are you going to find Yang Jian again?" As soon as Nezha landed, he found that Sun Wukong's breath was three points weaker.

"Hey, it's okay to be idle anyway, just go find trouble with him!" Sun Wukong said nonchalantly.

"I've said it all, it's useless, with Haotian Lao'er's order, Yang Jian won't kill you!" Nezha shook his head and said, a little helpless about Sun Wukong's willfulness.

"Give it a try, I don't have anything to lose anyway, let's talk about it, how is the investigation?" Sun Wukong, who was greatly injured, smiled and said that he had nothing to lose, and the people who looked at it were really sad.

"Haotian Lao'er sent a celestial man to the lower realm! Chaotian Aya has made a move, and that's because of this!" Nezha was holding a red tassel gun, and his immature face was full of sadness.

"What? How could it be! Back then, all the saints joined forces to block all walks of life!" Sun Wukong was shocked.

unless

"Could it be that Haotian Lao'er has already taken down the Nine Shadows World?!"

Although the realms have been completely blocked, due to some unknown reason that even the saints can't help, a passage has been forcibly left between the realms.

Although the price to pay to get through this channel is huge, it is a loophole after all.

The passage of the heavenly realm can only connect to the Nine Netherworlds, that is, the underworld, and the underworld can be connected to the human world through the Ghost Gate Pass, so if the heavenly realm wants to directly control the human world, it can only pass through the underworld.

Moreover, the will left by the great powers of the underworld is extremely strong, and only the people of the underworld can control the ghost gate, so if the heavenly realm wants to send people to the human realm, it can only reach the underworld first, and then enter the human realm from the underworld!

And the underworld and the heavenly realm can be said to be incompatible, so unless the heavenly realm completely controls the underworld, otherwise, that path will not work!

Thinking of this possibility, Sun Wukong's face suddenly turned pale.

(End of chapter)