Wujie was very annoyed, his subordinates were useless.

Duan Lanqiu, who had to be used, disappeared again, and he was depressed when he thought of this.

glanced at Yu Chuan and Yan Xi, and a trace of inexplicable emotion flashed in Wujie's eyes, "Amoxibustion, is there any difficulty for the children, you name it, there are so many of us, we will definitely be able to solve it." ”

In his opinion, either because of this woman, the children's spiritual vein talent is not good, or they are not children of heavy moxibustion.

Oh, I looked at his arm last time, and now I let you experience the feeling of riding a tiger.

Chongjiu glanced at him and asked Rong Jin to continue the process, don't delay the hour.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Wujie strengthened his conjecture, "What, is there anything unspeakable that can't be hidden?" ”

Chongjiu glanced at him and said, "You're in a hurry, the child of the deity can't enter the life card, what does it have to do with you?" ”

"No matter what the reason is, with the deity, who would dare to touch them?" After speaking, let Rong Jin continue.

After the process was completed, it was announced that Yu Chuan and Yan Xi would live in the Chaos Palace.

As soon as his voice fell, the hall fell silent in an instant.

Wujie was also stunned, and then his brows furrowed, "The Chaos Hall is the residence of the Taizun, why do you arrange for two children to live in it?" ”

"The Chaos Hall is of great significance, Obsidian seniors shouldn't have lived in it all the time, how can these two children who can't even play the life card live in it?"

"The deity is only informing you, not asking for your opinion." Chongjiu looked at him coldly.

"The Chaos Hall was left to the deity by his father and mother, and the deity can deal with it as he wants."

"Obsidian is his father's guardian beast, he shouldn't live in it, who should live?"

"That's where Taizun lives, and it should be left for the future two Taizun to live, and it's not suitable for anyone to live except Taizun." What Wujie cares about the most is the lone-born lotus inside.

If they moved in, he wouldn't have a chance to take the lone lotus.

Chongjiu stared at him and said coldly: "Heh, the palace left by the deity's parents is a palace that they refined themselves, how can it be left to the future Taizun?" ”

"All the things left by the two Taizun, no matter what they are, are passed on to the deity, and whoever wants to covet it has to see if he has the ability." As he spoke, he looked around at the people in the main hall.

The things left by the two Taizun who were not blushing.

The one left by the two Taizun is not the best of the gods!

Even Sanskrit Yin is red-eyed, but he is measured, he will accept it for himself, and he will not force it if he does not give it.

After looking around, Chongjiu returned to Wujie's body, "Even if there is a candle light and a ghostly glow, it will have to wait until they return to their positions." ”

Wujie wanted to say something, but Chongjiu stared at him and interrupted in a cold voice, "Fushen Teng, you said that you can take care of it, and the deity will be managed by you, but now that you are dead for no reason, do you have to give an explanation to the deity?" ”

As if he didn't exist, one by one began to calculate his things.

Without giving Wujie a chance to speak, Chongjiu continued to ask: "Fushen Fruit, it bears fruit every hundred years, and it has been five or six hundred years now, where have all the Fushen Fruit go?" ”

The unbounded expression immediately froze, naturally it was used.

Otherwise, how did he come to the Upper God Realm, it was piled up with the Fushen Fruit and the Evil Cultivation Technique.

He didn't know why, it was clear that others would have no sequelae when they used the Fushen Fruit, and it would be very effective in improving their cultivation to improve their bloodline physique, but how to get to him was completely different.

When people took it, the cultivation was real and effective, but in his case, there was a problem.

It's like a wooden sword with gold paint, and it looks flashy.

Xiu Wei looked like he was raised, but his strength was still a big difference.

"Seven at a time, five or six hundred years is nearly forty, what about these Fushen fruits?" Heavy moxibustion looked at the unbounded strongly.

The rest of the people in the hall looked at him as well.

After all, the Fushen Fruit is not something else, they have to work hard to get one, and only those who have good merit can get a reward.

Since the God Emperor took over the Fushen Vine, he has never rewarded the Fushen Fruit, and the cumulative amount is already quite amazing.

Naturally, the unbounded can't take it out, "Some time ago, the Fushen vine suddenly withered, and the Fushen fruit also dried up strangely, and the emperor found it too late and didn't keep any of it." ”

No one in the hall believed his excuse, and he was not a fool.

The Fushen fruit has been picked, how can it wither and fade with the Fushen vine.

Fanyin laughed directly, "Does the God Emperor think that we are all fools and don't have a little basic common sense?" ”

"Even if the Fushen vine turns to ash in an instant, the Fushen fruit will not be affected."

"Why, the God Emperor wants to swallow so many Divine Fruiting Fruit alone?"

"Other people's deities can't be controlled, but the deity must belong to the deity every two hundred years."

"The little girl of the deity family is in need of the Fushen Fruit very much now, no matter what, the deity's share has to be returned."

The Cloud Divine Venerable next to him propped his chin and said, "There are also two deities, please also ask the God Emperor to return them to the deity." ”

When the Fushen vine was planted and fruited, Taizun said that every two hundred years, the gods could get a Fushen fruit, and those who entered the god throne later had a share.

When Taizun was there, there would be a god banquet every 200 years, which was to distribute the fruit of the gods to the gods.

Since the death of Taizun, it has never been held again.

Before the heavy moxibustion was proposed, everyone was silent, thinking that it was the meaning of the Moxibustion Ze Divine Venerable, but now they know that it was all swallowed by the God Emperor.

The Upper God Realm does not count heavy moxibustion, and there are eight gods.

There were originally ten, one who had been missing for many years, and one who had fallen.

In addition, there are two Ancient Divine Beast Venerables, who can also get two every two hundred years, but the two of them have never come out since the death of Taizun.

But even if there were eight gods present, if they all wanted it, then one and two would need sixteen.

Killing Wujie, he couldn't even take out so many Fushen Fruits.

Even the Cloud Divine Venerable, who had always been quiet, opened his mouth, and the others also spoke.

So many people said, but Wujie's expression was unusually calm, he glanced at the several gods present, and then looked at Chongjiu, "Are you satisfied now?" ”

"What do you have to do with the deity?" Chongjiu glanced back at him lightly.

"It's true that it has nothing to do with the Moxibustion Divine Venerable, after all, there are still a few that people haven't received." Sanskrit raised an eyebrow and looked at the unbounded.

"God Emperor, when will our Fushen Fruit be given to us?"

"This Fushen Fruit is not an ordinary spirit fruit, you can find it in the mountains, and it will take two hundred years to get one and you will give it back, is it too much."