I'm a son-in-law in heaven

Jin Chanzi was in a daze, looking at the big flaming hand in the sky.

If he is not very sure, Chen Yangyu is not a member of the Buddhist sect, Jin Chanzi really thinks that he is a dark hand left behind by a certain Buddha.

Because this method is so similar to the supernatural power of the Buddhist kingdom in the palm of the Buddhist sect.

Not only did Jin Chanzi think so, but even Fairy Bixiao's eyes became sharp in an instant.

Looking at Chen Yangyu in the sky, Fairy Bixiao turned her eyes around his neck, trying to see where it would be more appropriate to strike.

Chen Yangyu was busy entangled with Monkey King, when he suddenly felt a gust of cold air from behind, which made him shiver uncontrollably.

Not sure what exactly happened.

But for Chen Yangyu, the most important thing now is to fool the monkey.

For this reason, he had to cheer up 12 points.

Neither can the slap really fall on the monkey, nor can he see the flaw.

Part-time job is a technical job!

Chen Yangyu couldn't help feeling that life was difficult.

Monkey King already had all the strength in his life and wanted to run out of this palm, but no matter how hard he tried, it seemed that it was difficult to escape from the envelope of this giant flame palm.

This can't help but make Monkey King despair.

How to do this?
Just when the giant flaming palm was about to fall, it suddenly hung in the air and stopped steadily less than an inch from the top of his head.

Sun Wukong couldn't help swallowing when he saw this scene.

Then, under his wide-eyed gaze, the huge flaming palm instantly turned into a stream of light and dissipated in mid-air.

"What do you mean?" Monkey asked, looking at Chen Yangyu with wide eyes.

"Nothing interesting!" Chen Yangyu said with a smile.

"Didn't the Great Sage hang a stick above my head just now? Otherwise, I would have lost my life long ago, and I will give it back to the Great Sage in return."

"Okay, I've finished my magic attack, and it's up to you, Great Sage!"

Chen Yangyu stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation.

Sun Wukong fell into a rare silence. After a while, he waved his hand abruptly and said, "Forget it, my old grandson has seldom obeyed people since he was born. You are one of them. Just now your old grandson is no match for him."

"This is admitting defeat!"

When Chen Yangyu heard this, he almost jumped up on the spot. He laid the groundwork for so long, wasn't it just for this scene?

Now it's finally come to an end.

"The Great Sage is being polite, your methods are equally as good!"

"Among the three generations of gods in the wild, they are all at the top!"

When Sun Wukong heard what Chen Yangyu said, his face immediately collapsed again, as if he was very dissatisfied.

It's just that Chen Yangyu didn't give Sun Wukong a chance to speak, and immediately went on to say: "The great sage, don't think that this is belittling you. Although you are a natural spiritual seed, you were born only a few decades ago. Although you have the opportunity to cultivate His supreme supernatural powers, but after all, the time of cultivation is still short, so far he is only a Golden Immortal."

Chen Yangyu said it lightly, but he was actually a little envious of the monkey's talent. It didn't take long for him to cultivate into a golden fairy, and it was enough to make people envious if he said it.

This kind of cultivation genius, how can they understand that their cultivation base talents are all scumbags.

It's heartbreaking to say the least.

"But in this prehistoric world, there are as many great gods as cows' hairs, and as many golden immortals as dogs. It's really not unusual for Taiyi to walk all over the place."

"If you come to a big Luo Jinxian, you have to kneel. Didn't you meet this time when you went to heaven?"

"How do you know what happened in the sky?" The monkey was stunned and blurted out a question.

Chen Yangyu was silent for a while, he just said it casually, when we first met, Sun Wukong was so embarrassed that he was almost naked, naturally he encountered a lot of trouble in the sky.

Of course, the follow-up conclusions are all Chen Yangyu's own guesses, but he did not expect that he really guessed it.

"This... I guessed!"

Sun Wukong suddenly felt a little resentful. He did encounter a lot of trouble when he hit the Heavenly Court earlier. Although he was surprisingly smooth at the beginning and swept all the way, but when he passed by a palace, he encountered big trouble and was almost beaten to death directly.

"Speaking of which, Old Sun is quite unlucky. I don't know what kind of place it is, but I saw a fairy blocking the way, calling her the Queen Mother, thinking that I disturbed the cranes and spirit birds in his garden by killing me all the way, so I pulled out a hairpin directly. Turning into a fire phoenix, almost burning my grandson to death."

"The flames are extremely powerful, and it took a lot of effort for Lao Sun to escape from it."

When Chen Yangyu heard this, his eyes were full of admiration.

This monkey is worthy of being the ancestor who caused trouble, and it actually hit the Ganquan Palace all the way, alarming the Queen Mother. It is luck that it survived.

"Great Sage, next time you see that fairy, remember to thank her very much. If it weren't for your good qualities, I'm afraid you would have turned into ashes by now."

"Queen Mother, you are a quasi-sage!"

Sun Wukong was about to continue arguing for himself, when he suddenly heard Chen Yangyu say a quasi-sage, and swallowed the words on his lips.

That person is actually a quasi-sage.

Even in his arrogance, he dared not challenge a quasi-sage strong man!
Gradually, Sun Wukong felt that something was wrong, and immediately looked at Chen Yangyu again, "No, how do you know that old Sun cultivated eight or nine profound arts?"

Sun Wukong looked at Chen Yangyu suspiciously, and the suspicion in his heart became deeper and deeper.

Chen Yangyu was also stunned, a little regretting what he had said just now.

"This shouldn't be a secret!" Chen Yangyu tried to defend himself.

"Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kung Fu is the supreme supernatural power of Taoism. There are not a few people who know it, at least they all know it." Chen Yangyu pulled Li Jing and others out of the bag at the right time.

But who knows, Fairy Bixiao put on an expression that I don't know anything, looked at the monkey and said seriously: "We don't know about this!"

Chen Yangyu almost knelt down on the spot.

"Fairy Bixiao, it's not easy to talk nonsense!" Chen Yangyu would not just let Fairy Bixiao talk nonsense like this.

"At any rate, you are a disciple of a sage and a disciple of Jiejiao. This eight or nine mysterious kung fu is a supernatural power of Xuanmen. Even if you have never practiced it, you must have seen it."

"It's not good to talk nonsense with your eyes open!"

"And Nezha, Yang Jian, your elder brother, has practiced the Bajiu Xuangong and knows 73 changes. How dare you say you don't recognize the Bajiu Xuangong!"

Fairy Bixiao and Nezha were shocked at the same time.

"How do you know this? Who are you?" Nezha and Fairy Bixiao asked at the same time.

These are all matters of Chen Zhima and rotten millet. Even if ordinary people know it, they will not know it so clearly.

What's more, Fairy Bixiao seldom shows up in the Heavenly Court, and it is a miracle to know her existence, but Chen Yangyu knows more details, and even Fairy Bixiao's origin is not badly guessed.

Chen Yangyu was suddenly embarrassed.

This feeling of being cheated by oneself is so strange.

Chen Yangyu had the urge to vomit blood.

He seemed to see himself going farther and farther on the road to death.