The Azure Dragon God, the White Tiger God, the Vermilion Bird God, and the Xuanwu God, the four great gods took turns to enter the battle. After coaxing him softly for a long time, Xuanzhu slowly withdrew from the arms of the Xuanwu God.
When he glanced at the crowd again, he looked fierce again.
Looking at Xuan Master's unusually scarlet eyes because he had cried, Lord Suzaku frowned slightly, "Are these... spiritual eyes?"
"Spirit Eyes?!"
The Azure Dragon God also hurriedly squeezed over to take a look.
Looking at those blood-soaked eyes, he swallowed subconsciously, "Ancestor...you can do it. No wonder a group of them bullied you."
Xuanzhu pouted unhappily, reached out and pinched Qinglong Shenzun's waist hard, causing him to scream.
But even so, he still couldn't hide the joy in his eyes.
"Our little ancestor is so awesome, he really looks good on us old guys!"
Master Xuan put his hands on his hips and snorted coldly: "Don't think that if you blow some rainbow farts, I won't settle the score with you."
Her eyes swept across the group of monks above, "I'll take care of them first, and then I'll settle accounts with you when I get home."
"Okay, okay."
The irritable little old man in front of others turned into a kind sunflower in front of Master Xuan: "Thank you, little ancestor, for allowing us old guys to keep their faces outside."
At this time, a discordant sound sounded, breaking the existing warmth.
The leader of the Chuimen Sect jumped out and said, "Sir Suzaku God, it is said that you have always advocated fairness and justice, punishing evil and promoting good. Master Xuan bullies monks and insults the sect. Do you not care about this?"
Listening to the words of the leader of the Chuimen Sect, the Xuanzhu God, the Qinglong God and the White Tiger God all looked at it with expressions of pity.
The Suzaku God does stand for justice, but his biggest flaw is that he is protective of the calf.
Xuan Zhu snatched it from the hands of a few of them and took good care of, pampered, and protected the little one he raised. It was still the only seedling of his lineage.
Tell him about the situation of suing Xuan Master...Tsk, tsk, tsk.
Lord Suzaku straightened up and stood in front of Xuan Master, with his hands behind his back.
He is selfless when it comes to his face and extremely protective of his shortcomings in his actions.
"Then tell me, how did our little ancestor bully the monks and insult the sect?"
"Lord Suzaku, I know that everything must be evidenced. Everything that happened in the fantasy realm before, and everything that happened before you came, we have recorded it in the conch record. Please take a look."
If you say that the leader of the Chuimen Sect has no brains, he also knows how to use conches to record evidence. If you say that he has a brain, he actually screamed and complained in front of the four great gods who were obviously biased towards Master Xuan.
The Conch Record not only records that Master Xuan stripped a group of monks naked and hung them on a tree in the ghost forest, and Master Xuan fought with Zhu Yan, but also recorded her "motivating words" in the central arena. The most important thing is , and also completely recorded the scene where Immortal Emperor Mo Yu was distracted and was put in a sack by Master Xuan time and time again, and was taken everywhere to sleep.
"Our little ancestor is so powerful. In order to save the monks who were held hostage by Zhu Yan, he even ignored the fact that he was a mortal, fought against Zhu Yan, and rescued the monks. But..."
Suzaku asked with a gloomy face: "My little ancestor killed the descendant of your sect, but your descendant wants to kill her, take possession of the treasure, and repay kindness with hatred. Is this the principle of how your sect behaves now?!"
"My little ancestor's throat was dry from shouting, and there was smoke in his throat. The descendants of your clan are still too cowardly to go on stage, leaving her as a girl embarrassed on stage, and they don't know how to pass saliva or coax her. This Is this your upbringing?"
"Besides, our little ancestor has rarely wanted to sleep after so many years. Immortal Emperor Mo Yu, can't you cooperate with your distraction and let her have a good sleep? God loves all living beings. I don't understand it at all among you. arrive."
The Lord Zhuque became more and more excited as he spoke, and several fireballs appeared behind him: "You are really kind. How can our little ancestor have the nerve to complain after being wronged like this?!"
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Can this be explained in this way?
Seeing the Suzaku God who was confidently telling lies, the monks instantly understood where Xuan Master's mysterious "I am doing this for your own good" temperament came from.
These two people are from the same lineage. They do the things that are least needed and say the most benevolent and moral words. It would make a person mad to death.
Xuanzhu grabbed the corner of the Suzaku God's clothes and said, "This time I want to vent my anger on myself."
"Okay~"
The Suzaku God, who had just turned around to block the killing god, looked like he was killing the Buddha. When he turned to look at Xuan Master, he instantly turned into a gentle and kind little old man. Even if he frowned, Xuan Master would think that he was being mean to her. .
"My little ancestor wants to do it himself, so do it himself, but only one thing, don't tire yourself out."
The Xuan Master will naturally not treat him badly.
She sat directly on the shoulders of the black gold iron-eating beast.
But even so, he was still much shorter than the monks standing in the clouds.
She groaned: "This position makes me very uncomfortable and my neck is sore."
Upon hearing this, Lord Xuanwu stomped his feet fiercely. The monks who were still standing in the clouds, except Immortal Emperor Mo Yu, instantly fell down like dumplings.
Due to the pressure, each one of them half-crouched in front of Xuan Master.
"Well, I feel much more comfortable now."
Master Xuan crossed his arms and smiled evilly: "Everyone, remember, I just said, either you kill me today, or I will make your life worse than death."
Originally, they did not believe that Xuan Master had this ability, but now that the four great gods were on Xuan Master's side, all the monks' faces instantly turned pale.
"Oh, don't look so solemn on your expressions. I'm just a mortal, and I don't have as many bad intentions as you. If I make your life worse than death, it's just words."
"As a human being, leave a thin line so that we can meet again in the future. I understand this truth."
Hearing Master Xuan say this, the monks' eyes instantly lit up.
Before they could speak, Master Xuan put his finger to his mouth, "Don't worry if you say thank you, it won't be worth it if you say it out loud."
She nodded at the people on the ground and said: "You guys, divide them into three waves for me. One wave will go to the South China Sea to help me feed my little pets for a month, and one wave will go to the top of Kunlun to help me pick the vegetables I eat. There is another wave, go to the sea-sky line, catch me the biggest fish there, and let me eat it."
The three conditions of the Xuan Master sounded very simple, and the monks instantly became energetic.
Everyone rushed to thank Xuan Master, and they looked so grateful that they could just kowtow to Xuan Master on the spot.
The three gods standing behind Master Xuan had expressions of curiosity on their faces.
The White Tiger God couldn't bear to turn his head away, shook his head and smacked his lips: "It's pitiful."
