Conferred God: Got cramped at the beginning

Chapter 533 The Invitation from the Punisher

"So, Brother Yang, you just want to seduce people into my place?" Ao Bing invited Yang Jian into the Zhang Xing Palace and brewed a cup of Wuyi pine tea.

"I also know that they must have selfish motives in their hearts."

"But compared to their selfishness, Brother Ao, if you use the immortals and gods of the world as your wings, the consequences will be even greater."

“The lesser of two evils.”

"Besides, when those immortal gods are in front of you and me, it's better to release them to cause trouble."

Yang Jian sat down in the Zhang Xing Palace and took a sip of tea.

Of course, there is another point, that is, these gods and gods have fallen under their command. If they really have a problem, there is always a chance to fix it.

Sometimes, the rules of heaven may not be easy to deal with these immortal gods, but after coming under their command, they will naturally follow the rules of the Judicial Temple or the Zhangxing Temple to deal with these gods.

"Wuyi pine tea is indeed extraordinary." After drinking the tea, Yang Jian also praised, "If you take it for a long time, you can avoid even triggering the three disasters and cleansing your spirit and spirit."

After all, maybe you just found out the details of the inspector and spent a lot of time and effort to win him over, and then the inspector died at the end of his life...

"Forget it, let's not talk about this." Ao Bing waved his hand and mentioned another matter.

If they died inexplicably while on patrol, wouldn't their deaths be worthless?
"Inspectors all act on behalf of heaven."

"I plan to recruit those who are upright among mortals to be my patrol envoys to monitor the world."

Of course Yang Jian and Ao Bing can fight, but the inspectors under him are just ordinary gods.

Look at Ao Bing, they are all mortals. Even though they have puppet bodies, their souls cannot control the magic power.

"Wonderful!" After listening to Ao Bing's words, Yang Jian also put down the tea cup in his hand and exclaimed in admiration.

"Mortals are weak. If there are any evil gods who rely on divine power to resist the law, I'm afraid they will be powerless." Yang Jian frowned.

"Tomorrow, my inspector will report to the execution hall."

"Under the decree of heaven, when the inspector goes from here to there, there will always be gods in charge to escort him and make the handover."

What's more, the human race has a short lifespan and may die at any time - this increases the cost of the immortals and gods to win over the inspectors.

"If you like it, just take some back." Ao Bing also said with a smile.

Yang Jian is okay - an ordinary immortal god is also an immortal god, with mana flowing in his body, which can guide the means left by Yang Jian and allow Yang Jian to provide timely support.

"As for the inspection envoy, Brother Yang, you arrived too late."

What are they most afraid of when recruiting inspectors?
Of course, it was our own inspectors who were inexplicably involved in some kind of interest, so that the information they gave was concealed, biased, or even made up.

Sinful immortals and evil gods violently resist the law. This can be said to be an issue that every immortal and god who patrols the world needs to worry about.

"However, there is something wrong with using mortals as inspectors."

"Whether something happened to the patrol envoy during their escort, or something happened because there was no escort, the immortals and gods involved are always involved."

"Take mortals as inspectors?"

But if the human race is used as the inspector, the human race lives on the land, but what Ao Bing wants to monitor is the four seas - there is no interest between them.

"Just before you came, I used the secret method of attracting dreams to lead their souls into the Palm Palace."

"The day after tomorrow, I will hold a banquet at the Immortal Killing Platform to honor them."

"If Brother Yang is interested, you might as well bring your patrol envoys to the Zhanxian Terrace for the banquet." Ao Bing invited.

"Okay, I will definitely bring someone here." Yang Jian nodded.

In just a moment, he understood Ao Bing's intention of entertaining everyone on the Immortal Killing Platform.

One is to intimidate the demonstrations. While showing his patrols to all the gods, he also warns them not to use any means against these patrols.

The second one is to be vigilant - to wake up our own patrol envoys. Don't think that just because you are the patrol envoys, you can do whatever you want.

The third one is to embolden the inspectors.

The Immortal Killing Platform is fair. It can kill those immortal gods who have violated the law of death. Naturally, it can also kill these inspectors who have violated the law of death. "Who are you planning to kill?" After a moment, Yang Jian suddenly asked again.

If you want to scare the immortals and warn the inspectors, then the Immortal Killing Platform is not just for them to see - you must let them know the majesty and terror that the Immortal Killing Platform represents.

And this majesty and terror cannot be described with words, but needs to be demonstrated with the head of a certain immortal god.

"Wude." Ao Bing also put down the tea cup in his hand.

"What!" Yang Jian, who had just picked up the tea cup, forcefully swallowed the tea in his mouth - but the cup in his hand was crushed to pieces by the out-of-control force in that instant.

"Are you really going to kill Wude Xingjun?" After a moment, Yang Jian was worried that he heard wrongly and asked Ao Bing again.

"Have you ever asked the Queen Mother for instructions on this matter?"

That’s Da Luo!
Even if it is Da Luo who betrays Heaven, he is still Da Luo. It is a completely different concept from ordinary immortals and gods.

Ordinary immortals and gods, no matter how complex and important the authority they hold, are only part of this world.

But Da Luo is the master of heaven and earth.

A Da Luo who has betrayed heaven and earth, even if he dies, he should die with the dignity of Da Luo.

If Ao Bing really followed Ao Bing's idea and punished him on the Immortal Killing Platform, how could the other great Luo in the world have any dignity?

Even if Ao Bing acted with a public heart, it would inevitably arouse the dissatisfaction of other Da Luo.

This can be said to be extremely disadvantageous for Ao Bing.

"Brother Ao, if you want to establish your authority, there are many immortals and gods under the eighteenth level of the heavenly prison, so why do you have to use Lord Wude Xingjun?"

"Be cautious." Yang Jian advised.

If the Queen Mother ordered the killing of Wude Xingjun, then at least the Queen Mother had reached an agreement with some Da Luo people.

The turmoil caused by this incident will not be too big.

But if Ao Bing goes beyond the Queen Mother and kills Lord Wude Xing privately, what is the difference between Ao Bing who takes the initiative to expose himself in front of those big people and accepts their malice, and the big fish who takes the initiative to jump into those fishermen's nets?
"Everything between heaven and earth, everything on death row, belongs to me."

"Since Mr. Wudexing has been put on death row, it is up to me to decide when to kill him."

"It just so happens that the blood of this great Luo can be used to demonstrate the supreme majesty of Heaven's Rules and demonstrate Heaven's determination to cleanse the world and cleanse the world!" Ao Bing's voice in the cold Palm Palace was unusually calm.

"That's all, I can't help you." Hearing this, Yang Jian also smiled bitterly. "On the immortal platform, please prepare a few more drinks."

"But don't let the time come when I have many inspectors under my command. As a result, there is not enough wine at the banquet. That will cause you, the executioner, to lose face."

"Don't worry, it's hard to say anything else about the Dragon Palace, but the drinks are enough."

"I'm just afraid that no one will dare to drink it by then!"

……

"Little friend Han, I wonder how you slept last night?" As soon as the day came, the immortals and gods outside Zhaofeng City had already entered Zhaofeng City again and headed straight for the Han Mansion.

Also accompanying him was an ancestor of the Han family.

"Little friend Han, last night I saw your soul leaving the body outside the city. It seems that you were plotted by evil cultivators. I wonder if you can let me wait for a diagnosis?" asked an immortal.

In the Han mansion, Han Feng's wife, children, and servants in the mansion were trembling under the pressure of several practitioners.

It is really difficult for mortals to compete with cultivators - not only because of the essential difference in power, but also because of the long lives of cultivators.

Even if it is a large clan that can resist the immortal gods, as time goes by, the strength of the clan will fluctuate, and the immortal gods hiding in the dark have enough time to weave their traps. Carry out their revenge on the clan.

Therefore, in front of the immortals and gods, in front of the practitioners, mortals are really just inferior people. Even though the Han family is a big clan, Han Feng is still just an inferior in front of these immortals and gods. people.

Almost at the same time, immortals and gods appeared in front of those Sikou in countless places between heaven and earth, asking them why their souls left their bodies last night.

It can make the soul of a mortal who has never practiced spiritual practice leave the body and travel to the eight extremes, but it has never caused the slightest harm to the soul of the mortal.

How could such an opportunity come easily?
If the reason can be found, then there will be no difficulty for all practitioners in heaven and earth to gather their souls.

Feeling the brutal questioning of these gods and gods, the eyes of the scourges everywhere turned red all of a sudden!
(End of this chapter)