"Are you going to the Immortal Palace?" Xing Pan came to his senses.

Ding Huan nodded: "Yes, as long as I get to Xianting, even if I don't go, someone will invite me to go. Instead of hiding here and there, it's better to face it sooner."

He is now a Great Immortal. If he wants to cultivate to a higher realm and leave here, he must go to the Immortal Court.

Originally, Ding Huan planned to take his time, but now the monsters and demons have completely invaded the Great Immortal Territory, making it impossible for him to find a safe place to practice, so he can only face people like Emperor Wuchang in advance.

"Okay, thank you Brother Ding." Xing Pan solemnly put away the jade slips.

Ding Huan smiled: "I should be the one thanking you. You will help me with many things in the future."

Xing Pan shook his head: "No, in fact the person I want to kill most is not Wuchang. Wuchang is just the Emperor of Heaven appointed by Daozu. I didn't have much hatred against him before.

The person I want to kill most is Emperor Wukong. Emperor Jinhe and Hepingwei are at least upright. Even though Du Xing was killed by me, he didn't lose the magnanimity of the emperor.

It’s this Emperor Wu Kong who is despicable and shameless. My path is stained and it’s this person who is behind it. Do you think I should ask him to recover the interest?”

I see.

Ding Huan raised a jade talisman in his hand: "Don't worry, as long as I lock Emperor Wukong, I have a way to make this guy swallow back the plot against you."

Inside the jade talisman is the mottled Taoist rhyme separated from the Xingpan meridian.

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