The disaster of the world begins with Dongfang Bubai

Chapter 163 Haha, I never argue with others unnecessarily

In the Lingxiao Palace.

The Jade Emperor and Queen Mother sat high up in the hall, and numerous immortals and gods were present as well. Their eyes were fixed on the magic mirror in the center of the hall, and the mirror showed the scene outside the Holy Buddha Cave.

"The God of Plague is right. This child is a monster. All he cares about is his own family. He has no idea that his family is nothing compared to all the living beings in the Three Realms." The Jade Emperor said.

The Queen Mother echoed:
"Yes, in my opinion, the evildoer should be eradicated while it is still a child. Once such an uncultivated character grows up, it will be a great disaster for the Three Realms."

Chang'e bowed and saluted:

"Your Majesty, Madam, Chenxiang is just a child with a little magical power. It is natural for him to want to reunite with his family."

The Queen Mother said slowly:

"Child? When this evildoer learns some powerful skills and makes trouble in heaven, I will see if you still have the nerve to say that he is just a child."

After hearing this, Chang'e was speechless. She also knew very well that if the Heavenly Court did not release the Three Holy Mothers, Liu Chenxiang would definitely attack the Heavenly Court once he learned some skills.

Outside the Holy Buddha Cave in Mount Emei, the two sides were in a clear standoff.

"Sun Wukong, you have already made an oath with His Majesty by high-five. Now all the gods in heaven are watching us. Are you going to go back on your word today?" Yang Jian said in a calm voice.

"When have I ever gone back on my word? This is your heavenly palace's business, and even more so your Erlang Shen's family affair. I don't care about it."

Zhu Bajie shouted quickly:

"Brother Monkey, why are you wasting your time talking to them? They've beaten me so badly in the past few months. You have to vent their anger for me, your junior brother."

Sun Wukong turned sideways and snorted coldly:
"Hmph, have you forgotten how you insulted me just now because of Liu Chenxiang?"

"Brother Monkey, it's already this late, and you're still fussing over this. If you don't care about me, I'll really be beaten to death by them."

"He deserves to be beaten to death."

When Liu Chenxiang heard their conversation, he couldn't help but speak:
"Sun Wukong, I thought the God of Plague used despicable means to capture you. My master even told everyone that the God of Plague won unfairly. If we had a real fight, he would not be your opponent."

"I didn't expect that after seeing you today, I realized that I was wrong. You are really afraid of the Plague God. No wonder it was said before that the Plague God is the most hidden in the heaven. You are afraid of him and feel that you can't beat him. That's why you dare not do anything. No wonder you don't even dare to save your own junior brother."

Sun Wukong clasped his hands in anger and said:

"Chenxiang, don't use sweet words to entice me to accept you as my disciple. Today, in front of so many gods, I tell you that even if you tell the sky and the earth, I still won't accept you as my disciple."

Liu Chenxiang's face froze when he heard this. Knowing that he had overdosed his efforts, he couldn't help but tug at Zhu Bajie's sleeve.

"Bimawen, now that you have become a Buddha, you have become so heartless and ungrateful." Zhu Bajie said loudly:
"Do you know that the God of Plague killed the Eighth Prince of the East Sea? You still owe a favor to the East Sea. Even if you don't help Chenxiang, you should repay the East Sea."

"Also, do you remember this place called Wanku Mountain? You accidentally killed a pregnant female fox that year, and now the little fox that was lucky enough to be born has been killed by the Plague God."

"If you don't teach the Plague God a lesson for this little fox, will your conscience be at peace?"

"It was the Three Holy Mothers who lent you the Precious Lotus Lantern to help you save your master."

"How do you know these things?" Sun Wukong was stunned.

"That little fox's grandmother told me what happened back then." Zhu Bajie was furious:

"I really didn't expect that you would be so hard-hearted and ignore everything after owing so many favors to others."

"Idiot, have you said enough?" Sun Wukong slammed his golden cudgel to the ground, immediately shutting Zhu Bajie up.

"God of Plague, since I, Old Sun, have promised the Jade Emperor in advance, I will not care about Chenxiang. But for other matters, I think you also listened to this pig-headed man."

"I, Old Sun, would like to ask you one question: Did you kill the Eighth Prince of the East Sea and the little fox of Wanku Mountain?"

Xi Mingzhang said calmly:
"I am the righteous god of heaven and earth. It is only natural for me to kill the evil dragons and monsters." "What a natural thing to do. Then I, Sun Wukong, will settle the old accounts with you hundreds of years ago." Sun Wukong swung his stick and rushed out:

"Watch the fight!"

"Haha, I never get into meaningless arguments with others." Xi Mingzhang's figure was vague.

When Sun Wukong saw that his stick had missed his target, a golden glow appeared in his eyes and he shouted:

"God of Plague, it's been hundreds of years, why are you still using some unpresentable illusions? This time will be different from the past."

He suddenly jumped up and swung his stick towards somewhere high in the sky.

"I forgot to mention that, in addition to being proficient in the art of spreading plague, illusion, and possessing great strength, I am also skilled in the art of turning into a rainbow, and can travel 120,000 miles in one breath."

The figure hit by the golden hoop disappeared like smoke, and a voice with a hint of laughter filled the entire Emei Mountain:

"Sun Wukong, even if you have a pair of flaming eyes and golden pupils, what can you do if you find out where I really am?"

"Do you want to know the difference between a somersault of 108,000 miles and a breath of 120,000 miles?"

"If you want to know, just come and chase me."

"God of Plague, today I, Old Sun, will see how deep you are hiding and how many magical powers you have yet to use."

Sun Wukong said this and looked down:
"Erlang Shen, the Holy Buddha Cave is my residence. If you want to fight me, go fight somewhere else. Once I find out that you have destroyed the flowers and plants on Mount Emei, Guanjiangkou, Meishan, Huashan in the mortal world, and the Zhenjun Temple in the sky, you will have no chance of escaping."

After saying that, he flew away and disappeared into the sky.

In the Lingxiao Palace, everyone from the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother to the gods looked at each other in surprise. They did not expect that the smiling tiger-like God of Plague really had hidden his strength as Sun Wukong said.

Although it is just a flying technique, who knows if there may be other powerful magical powers.

"Laojun, do you think the God of Plague has other tricks he hasn't used yet?" the Jade Emperor suddenly asked.

"It's hard to say. Even a person with extraordinary talent can't be all-round. The Plague God has an unparalleled skill in spreading the plague, and he also has a rare magic and strength. Coupled with the current extreme speed of the Three Realms, I'm afraid he has reached his limit."

Taibai Jinxing also said:

"Plague magic is a magical power to exorcise demons, illusion and strength are ways to protect oneself, and flying is a way to avoid enemies. This should be the limit of the Plague God. Otherwise, whether it is the battle in Huaguo Mountain that year or the battle now, if the Plague God has the strength to fight head-on, why would he end up like this?"

The Jade Emperor nodded:

"Given the Plague God's resolute and ruthless nature, if he really had some extremely powerful magical power, why would he bother to fight with others? He is the kind of person who fears trouble the most."

As soon as the voice fell, a muttering sound that everyone could hear clearly appeared in the hall:
"You can't tell a person's true heart from his face. What if he has other intentions?"

The Queen Mother said sternly:
"Nezha, you are the least qualified to say this in this Lingxiao Palace. Your reputation of helping the weak is almost known to all three realms."

"Your Majesty, please understand. Someone is framing Nezha. How could I be such a person?"

At the same time, above the sea of ​​clouds.

Xi Mingzhang's figure was illusory and vague. In the distance, Sun Wukong raised his hand to his forehead and looked over.

"As the saying goes, the higher your Kung Fu is, the higher it is. Similarly, as long as I don't want you to, you will never be able to touch the corner of my clothes in this life."

"God of Plague, it's true that every time I meet you, you can give me, Old Sun, a big surprise."

"Let me ask you one question. When will you dare to fight me, Old Sun, for three hundred rounds?"

"Three hundred rounds?" Xi Mingzhang smiled faintly:
"You should look for Yang Jian. I don't have the time for that."

(End of this chapter)