Sun Wukong's life simulator

Chapter 82
I saw a wealthy middle-aged man in brocade clothes, with a slightly bulging stomach, coming from afar on a cloud.

Qingxu Daodezhenjun was about to blurt out the words, but swallowed them back.

"Which one is the receptionist? What's the matter? I've been here, Lao Zhao, and I haven't seen anyone come to greet me." Zhao Gongming said carelessly, with a resonant voice.

"Hey..." Sun Wukong greeted him with a smile, cupped his hands and said, "Sun Wukong has met Xuantan Zhenjun."

"Which one are you?" Zhao Gongming glanced at him.

"Sun Wukong, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, is in charge of welcoming guests at the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference." Monkey King's smile remained unchanged.

Not to mention the God of Wealth in person, the key is that he can't see through Zhao Gongming's strength at all.

"Then there's no need to talk, let's lead the way." Zhao Gongming put his hands behind his back, put on airs, and didn't even take a look at Xu Dazhen.

"Hey..." Sun Wukong blinked his nimble eyes, then smiled and led the way to the first floating island on the right.

Only then did Zhao Gongming look back, and said with a sneer, "You're the only disciple of a sage? Look down on wild monsters? You don't care about your own cultivation, go back to practice, don't come out and show yourself!"

After speaking, he also flew to the right.

"Huhu..." Qingxu Daodezhenjun's eyes were red, and the irrepressible anger rose from the bottom of his heart. He couldn't bear it, and roared: "Zhao Gongming!"

Seeing such a situation, Ao Yun, who had been silent by the side, quickly flew back, but her speed was too slow for a golden fairy.

At this critical moment, she felt her waist sink, and one hand wrapped around her, and then her body lightly flashed into the distance.

Ao Yun's face was reddish, and she saw Monkey King appearing beside her, but his thin figure stood in front of her like a mountain.

"Hey... there is a good show to watch." Sun Wukong scratched his face and smiled, looking like he was watching the fun.

Swish!

Nezha, who had been commanding the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, and Canopy, who was commanding the Tianhe Navy, also rushed over, looking at the two confronting each other in the sky above Tianhe.

Zhao Gongming put his hands behind his back and looked proud.

Visible anger was all over Qingxu Daodezhenjun's body, and a cold and awe-inspiring long sword appeared in his hand.

"Nezha, your uncle is going to be beaten." Tianpeng also looked at the scene.

"Ah!" Nezha's face wrinkled, and he had nothing to say.

"Your Majesty, let's ask someone to stop them." Ao Yun regained his composure, "If there is a real fight, the conference venue that has been prepared with great difficulty may be completely destroyed."

"It's okay, it's okay, someone is watching." Monkey King scratched his face and smiled.

How many letters and posts were sent at the Ten Thousand Immortals Assembly, and which immortals were invited, were all instructed by the Jade Emperor himself.

Jade Emperor must have anticipated what would happen after all the immortals gathered, especially whether there would be conflicts between the disciples of the two religions.

Perhaps the only thing that I didn't expect was that Emperor Ziwei would join forces with the Buddhist sect to take the opportunity to let the Buddhist sect promote the Dharma and plot against the Taiyin Xingjun.

At this time, all the gods on both sides of the Tianhe River also moved away in horror, for fear of being affected.

Many of them have personally experienced the great catastrophe of conferring gods back then, and even if the rest have not experienced it, they have all heard of those famous disciples who explained and cut off teachings.

After all, the time from the Conferred God Tribulation to the present is not too long.

As for the two in front of him, one is a disciple of the sage who explained the teaching, and the other is a disciple of the outer sect of the Jiejiao.

Although in terms of strength, Zhao Gongming is stronger,
However, the strength of Qingxu Moral True Monarch should not be underestimated. If he really wanted to make a move, he could easily suppress gods like them.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the two confronting each other spoke.

"What? You want to fight with me?" Zhao Gongming looked calm.

Qingxu Daodezhenjun's face was tense, and now he suddenly felt like he was being framed.

Can not advance can not retreat.

Jin, can't beat Zhao Gongming.

If he retreats, in front of all the immortals, he will really lose his face.

The situation is deadlocked.

"Hmm... this doesn't seem like a big deal." Sun Wukong was thinking in his heart. Although this confrontation attracted the attention of all the immortals, none of the truly top immortals and great powers had yet arrived.

"Huh?" Suddenly, the light in his eyes gathered, and he looked to the south.

The same is true for Tianpeng and Nezha.

I saw a white-haired old man with a long bag on his head riding a sika deer, flying from the southern sky, with auspicious clouds and rays of sunshine, showing auspicious omens.

"Two junior brothers, why do swordsmen meet each other in such a grand meeting?" The Great Changsheng and the great disciple of Chanjiao, Nanji Xianweng, arrived.

"Sword soldier?" Zhao Gongming shook his hands and said with a smile: "Old man Nanji, which hand of mine looks like a knife? I'll cut it off now and go back to be a kitchen knife user."

"Hehe... Junior Brother Zhao is still so good at talking." Nanji Xianweng had a kind smile on his face, "This time, it's the innocence and rudeness that come first, so I, Senior Brother, will apologize to you for him. How about it?"

"Brother!" Qingxu Daodezhenjun's complexion changed.

"I, no, need, want." Zhao Gongming said word by word, his voice extremely resonant.

"Then what do you want?" Nanji Xianweng put away his smile.

"He was rude to the two juniors, so of course he has to apologize to the juniors." Zhao Gongming turned his head and looked into the distance, beckoning: "You two come here, don't look, it's you."

Sun Wukong and Ao Yun looked at each other and flew closer.

Qingxu Daodezhenjun's face was sinking like water, and his face was extremely ugly. Is this to humiliate him in public?
"Junior Brother Zhao, it's over." Nanji Xianweng looked solemn.

"Passed?" Zhao Gongming smiled, then raised his hand to continuously point to the south bank, the north bank, and the sky above the Tianhe River, passing over the floating islands, and asked, "Tell me, how is the conference going?"

Nanji Xianweng was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Very good."

"Then you, Junior Brother Qingxu, picked faults when you came up, is it right or wrong?" Zhao Gongming asked again.

"As a senior, it is also wrong to supervise and criticize the juniors to prevent them from being proud?" Qingxu Daodezhenjun immediately said angrily.

Sun Wukong was smiling, and Ao Yun frowned slightly, but they both tacitly kept silent.

"Supervision and criticism?" Zhao Gongming glanced contemptuously, "Then tell me, what is the supervision and what is the criticism?"

"Regardless of superiority and inferiority, it violates the etiquette and law, and loses the face of the heavenly court." Qingxu Dazheng's face was gloomy.

"Hey..." Sun Wukong scratched his face and smiled, "Old Sun has already said that the arrangement of the position this time is all arranged by His Majesty, I don't know where it violated the etiquette?

Or does Zhenjun feel that His Majesty's arrangement is inappropriate? "

"Hmph!" Qingxu Daodezhen Lord snorted coldly, "Don't make excuses, I'm not talking about this, what I'm referring to is, why are you here to receive the immortals?
According to the rules of the grand meeting in the heavenly court, when the gods arrive, the general office of the meeting will receive them personally, which is only in accordance with the law! "

He still wanted to pick Ao Yun's question.

"What do you mean by this, are you looking down on Daluo Jinxian?" Sun Wukong retorted immediately, and his voice spread across both sides of the Tianhe River.

　Thanks to Z, Hungry Bianle, Satisfactory 133 for the reward, Xie Xie ('ω')!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)