At this time, Wuzhuang Temple.

Ye Chen sat on a bluestone stairs, flipping over the album that Qin Luoxue left for him before leaving the earth to go on a war. Looking at the familiar faces, his hands were trembling and tears couldn't stop flowing down.

He missed his wives, his children, and his grandchildren! He used to think that he still hoped to see them, so when he looked through the album, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

And now, there is no hope.

They... are all dead! Because the death was too long, the hands of the Great Perfection Immortals were still in the sky, his wife, children and grandchildren were not only crushed to death, but also blew away by the strong wind in the sky. Although the wreckage fell on Kunlun Mountain, it was not complete, so even if he became a Golden Immortal or even became a saint, he could not resurrect them.

Because, they were not satisfied with the conditions for resurrection! He lost them completely! So, only he himself knew the best how painful it was.

"Dad, if you are sad, cry. Don't hold your body up. Cry well. Turn all the pain in your heart into tears. You will feel better. Duoduo has also cried for two months. Now he is not so painful. Are you crying so dad?"

Duoduo was worried that Ye Chen would be extremely hurt, so he persuaded with beautiful eyes red.

Ye Chen shed tears and did not cry out loud. He was already discouraged. With the loss of his wife and children, his soul was also lost. Although he was still alive, he was still a walking corpse. He could never go back to the past and could never be happy again.

After living for hundreds of thousands of years, he has never suffered so much! Looking at Qin Luoxue's photo, he thought of her arrogant little look.

Looking at Shen Xi's photo, he thought of her gentle, virtuous and sensible appearance.

Looking at Shen Anqi's photo, he thought of her slutty little look on the bed.

Looking at...                                                                                                                              

Looking at Niu Niu's photo, he thought of her hand covered in frostbite and her pitiful little look in the end in the past.

Looking at Yingying's photo, he thought of her little appearance of losing her mother and gnawing bamboo shoots with the iron-eating beast in the cave.

Looking at... Every face and every memory are so profound. He wants Qin Luoxue to act coquettishly in his arms, he wants to scold Abao for being useless and dare not go to Xun'er, he wants to carry Niu Niu, he wants to hug Yingying, he wants to... he wants to accompany them! "I was the one who hurt you!"

Thousands of thoughts and pains turned into such a long roar to the sky, feeling guilty, regretful, and self-blame! “Wuwuwu…” Looking at my father’s appearance, Duoduo buried his head on his father’s shoulder and cried loudly: “Zhen Yuanzi Daxian, you are the most powerful, help me persuade my father, is it okay to enlighten me?”

Her words fell.

Whoosh!                                                             �

At first glance, it was a monkey with a thunderbolt face.

Duoduo was shocked! Isn’t this the Monkey King Sun Wukong?

"Little sister, don't cry, what's wrong with your father?

Tell me, Lao Sun, I will help you enlighten him."

Sun Wukong jumped and scratched his head.

Duoduo nodded quickly and told Sun Wukong about the situation.

"This..." Sun Wukong scratched his hand, feeling embarrassed, and seemed to know how to enlighten Ye Chen.

At this time, a laugh sounded: "You are so bold and rude. You can't do such a comforting thing."

"snort."

Seeing that Zhen Yuanzi came over, Sun Wukong said unconvincedly: "You are amazing, then you can comfort me. You don't comfort me when I cry in your dojo, and I blame Lao Sun for not comforting me."

Zhen Yuanzi laughed: "Who said I don't comfort me? I'm just about to comfort me. You, the monkey, will speak first."

"Come on, come on."

Sun Wukong immediately stepped aside, looking like I didn't believe it. Such things to comfort men are done by women, so how could they do such things?

Unexpectedly, Zhen Yuanzi Fuxu said: "The thirty-sixth heaven has the time rings. As long as you go up, you can turn your time and age. You can go back as long as you want."

When Ye Chen heard this, he was immediately excited.

"Daxian, what you are talking about is true. At the thirty-sixth level, can you turn the time rings and return to before my wife and children were killed?"

"Yes."

Zhen Yuanzi Daxian nodded.

"But no one can go up to the thirty-sixth level of heaven just by wanting to go up. Even the Three Pure Ones cannot go up to the thirty-sixth level of heaven."

"How can we reach the thirty-sixth level of heaven?"

Duoduo asked.

Ye Chen also pricked up his ears and waited for an answer.

Zhen Yuanzi replied: "If you want to go to the thirty-sixth level of heaven, you can only get to the perfect realm of the Great Dao and be on par with the Great Dao."

Ye Chen was silent immediately.

He heard Duoduo say that the Great Dao Realm is the highest realm, and Sun Wukong is just the realm of space. He doesn’t know whether he has entered the Great Dao Realm. Isn’t it harder to enter the Great Dao Realm than climbing to heaven?

However, it also means that there is hope of resurrecting the wife and children?

"Ha ha!"

Sun Wukong suddenly laughed: "Brother Zhen Yuan, you have come out of chaos and you can't reach the thirty-sixth level of heaven yet. As for him, an ordinary man, how can you reach the thirty-sixth level of heaven that neither the Three Qingshou nor you can't reach the thirty-sixth level of heaven?"

Zhen Yuanzi smiled and said, "He is not an ordinary person. He is only one step away from Taiyi Jinxian. He is just injured, destroyed his Taoist body, and becomes an ordinary person. Otherwise, with his qualifications, I will give him some advice and will defeat you, a monkey, in less than many years."

When Sun Wukong heard this, he was immediately unhappy.

He was arrogant and even the Heavenly Palace dared to make trouble. Zhen Yuanzi actually said that he could beat him in less than many years. Isn’t this looking down on me, Lao Sun?

"How old have you lived?"

Sun Wukong asked Ye Chen.

"It's more than 300,000 years in the mortal world, and about 1,000 years in the heaven."

Ye Chen answered.

Hearing this, Sun Wukong suddenly laughed and fell over, lying on the ground and kicking his legs. He laughed one after another, as if he was scratched. Then he stood up and said, "It took a thousand years to complete the Great Perfection of Taixu. My old son was under the Bodhi Patriarch and was a Mahayana Golden Immortal in just a few years. His qualifications are simply 100,800 miles away from Lao Sun!"

Zhen Yuanzi smiled and said, "If I had given me some advice, I would teach him like Daluo Realm, do you believe it?"

"Don't believe it."

Sun Wukong shook his head and waved his hand: "If you don't believe it or not, I won't believe it even if I beat me to death."

"Then do you dare to make a bet with me?"

Zhen Yuanzi asked with a smile.

"What bet?"

Sun Wukong asked.

"You go to Laojun's place and get some elixirs to restore his Taoist body and cultivation. I will teach him to enter the Daluo realm for three years. If he can't enter, I will give you a ginseng fruit. If he can enter, how about you sweep the floor in my Wuzhuang Temple for three years?"

Zhen Yuanzi asked with a smile.

Sun Wukong had long been greedy for ginseng fruit, and immediately responded and said, "I'm Lao Sun going to Lao Jun to get the elixir. I'm sure this bet!"

After saying that, he stepped on somersault cloud and shot away.

"Ha ha!"

Zhen Yuanzi laughed loudly when he helped his beard.
Chapter completed!