Chapter 533 The Invitation of the Punishment Officer
"So, Brother Yang, you just want to seduce people into my place?" Ao Bing invited Yang Jian into the Punishment Officer's 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 selfish motives, Brother Ao, if you use the immortals and gods of the world as your wings, the consequences will be Bigger.”
“The lesser of two evils”
"Besides, when those immortal gods are in front of you and me, it is always better to let them out to cause trouble."
Yang Jian sat down in the Zhangxing 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 gods, but after coming under their command, they will naturally deal with these gods according to the rules of the Judicial Heaven Temple or the Palm Punishment Palace.
“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 the three disasters that cause the spirit and spirit to be washed away.”
"If you like it, just take some back." Ao Bing also said with a smile.
“As for the inspection envoy, Brother Yang, you came too late.”
“I plan to recruit those upright people among mortals to be my inspection envoys to monitor All over the world."
"Just before you came, I used the secret method of attracting dreams to bring their souls into the Palm Palace."
"As mortals. Inspector? ”
"Wonderful!" After listening to Ao Bing's words, Yang Jian also put down the tea cup in his hand and exclaimed in admiration.
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, deviated, or even just made up. .
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.
What's more, the human race has a short lifespan and may die at any time - this increases the cost of the gods and gods to win over the inspectors.
After all, maybe you just found out the details of the inspector and spent a lot of time and energy to win him over, but then the inspector died at the end of his life...
"However, There is something wrong with using mortals as inspectors. "
"Mortals are weak. If there are evil gods who rely on divine power to resist the law, they will be powerless." Yang Jian frowned.
Sinful immortals and evil gods violently resist the law. This can be said to be a problem that every immortal and god patrolling the world needs to worry about.
Of course Yang Jian and Ao Bing can fight, but the inspectors under him are just ordinary gods.
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.
Looking at Ao Bing, they are all mortals. Even though they have puppet bodies, their souls cannot control mana.
If they died inexplicably while on patrol, wouldn’t their deaths be worthless?
“Inspectors all move on behalf of Heaven.”
“Under the decree of Heaven, the inspectors will always be escorted by the gods in charge from one place to another. Handover.”
"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."
"Forget it, don't tell me. This." Ao Bing waved his hand and mentioned another matter.
"Tomorrow, my inspectors will report to the Zhangxing Hall."
"The day after tomorrow, I will hold a banquet at Zhanxian Terrace 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 warned them not to use any means against these patrols.
The second one is to be alert - to wake up your own patrols. Don't think that just because you are patrols, 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.
To scare the immortals and warn the inspectors, of course the Immortal Killing Platform is not just for them to see - they must know what the Immortal Killing Platform is all about. The majesty and terror represented.
This majesty and terror cannot be described with words, but needs to be demonstrated with the head of a certain immortal god.
“Martial virtue.” 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.
"Do you really want to kill Wude Xingjun?" After a while, Yang Jian was worried that he heard wrongly and asked Ao Bing again.
“Have you asked the Queen Mother for advice 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 face?
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 Wude Xingjun."
"Be cautious. "Yang Jian persuaded.
If the Queen Mother ordered the killing of Wude Xingjun, then at least the Queen Mother has reached an agreement with some Daluo people.
The disturbance 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?
"Between heaven and earth, all matters on death row belong to me."
"Since Mr. Wude Xing has been placed on death row, I will naturally decide when to kill him."< br>
"It's just right to use the blood of this great Luo to demonstrate the supreme majesty of Heaven's Rules and demonstrate Heaven's determination to cleanse the world and purify the world!" In this cold Palm Palace, Ao Bing's voice was beyond words. Ordinary peace.
"That's all, I can't help you." Hearing this, Yang Jian also smiled bitterly. "On the Immortal Killing Platform, please prepare a few more drinks."
"But don't forget that when the time comes, I will have many inspectors under my command. As a result, there is not enough wine at the banquet, which will lose the face of you, the executioner."
"Don't worry, the rest of the Dragon Palace is not It’s easy to say, but there’s enough wine.”
“I’m afraid no one will dare to drink by then!”
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“Little friend Han, how did you sleep last night? "As soon as the genius was revealed, 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?" A fairy asked.
In the Han Mansion, Han Feng's wife and children, as well as the servants in the manor, were trembling under the pressure of several practitioners.
It is really difficult for mortals to compete with practitioners - not only because of the essential difference in power, but also because of the long life of practitioners.
Even if it is a big clan that can resist the immortal gods, as time goes by, the strength of the clan will fluctuate, but the immortal gods who are hiding in the dark and peeking have plenty of time. to weave their traps and exact 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, questioning them about the reason why their souls left their bodies last night.
It can allow the soul of a mortal who has never practiced spiritual practice to leave the body and travel to the eight extremes, but it has never caused the slightest harm to the soul of the mortal.
How can such an opportunity be easy?
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)