The strongest devil fruit tree in Journey to the West

Chapter 37 Who is poor?
"Beyond the way of heaven, I will definitely do it. Hongjun wants to kill me, and I will definitely make him pay the price in blood!" Yang Yu's worry in his heart was a little less, and he said in a low voice with cold eyes.

"Hongjun is very strong. He has been the ancestor of Taoism for many years, and most of the jade plates of good fortune are in his hands. It is very difficult for you to completely transcend him with only the six reincarnation bodies. Maybe you can break through to the level of heaven, but think about it. It is very difficult for you to make Hongjun pay the price." Houtu shook his head, his voice was still cold, and now he was facing Yang Yu, speaking in a low voice.

"Really? Maybe I can beat him. How about getting rid of him?" Yang Yu shrugged, not interested in Hongjun, because Yang Yu owns the devil fruit tree, which is more powerful than the good fortune jade plate.

"Nine Turns Profound Immortal Realm, your current strength is difficult to protect yourself even if you meet Taiyi Golden Immortal, don't be too ostentatious in the Three Realms." Hou Tu until Yang Yu slapped Li Jing three times before, Give Yang Yu a warning.

"Taiyi Jinxian can't deal with me, and I have the means to protect myself when I meet other opponents." Yang Yu shook his head and said, "A young man like me who has no parents or mothers can only find opportunities to break through by searching everywhere. Ah, otherwise you will tell me how to practice."

"The Six Paths of Samsara can accumulate great merit, although most of the merit has already been given to me. But with your physique, as long as you have enough time, you can also become a saint immediately. When your strength reaches quasi-sage or It would be wise for Da Luo Jinxian to come out to compete with people from the Three Realms later." Hou Tu looked at Yang Yu.He shook his head and said.

"I can't do this. It's not my character to come out after hiding for millions of years. My purpose of embarking on the road of cultivating immortals was to travel the whole prehistoric world. Let me hide for the rest of my life like a worthless person. I can’t do it.” Yang Yu shook his head and looked at Houtu with firm eyes.

"Our Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Heavenly Court of the Monster Race were also like this at the beginning. When the human race was developing silently, they competed for the top of the world, but in the end, it was cheaper for the six saints of the human race, which greatly hurt the vitality of our witch race and the Heavenly Court of the Monster Race. Giving in may ruin your life!" Hou Tu's eyes were rippling, but he still shook his head at Yang Yu, his tone full of warning.

"No, I'd rather live a more wonderful life than to live my whole life in a useless way. Even if I die in the hands of a certain powerful person, at least I won't be unhappy in my whole life, right?" Yang Yu shook his head. Death is a person who is not afraid of death. Let Yang Yu go to the secluded world to practice for hundreds or tens of thousands of years, so it is better to die.

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Houtu looked at Yang Yu in surprise, Gujing Wubo's eyes brightened a little, there was a slight fluctuation, and he didn't calm down for a long time.

"If a man is alive, if he is afraid of death, he might as well be eunuch and become a eunuch in the court, just to survive. That's not what a man should do in life. Even if he dies, a man should do something worthy of being a man!" Yang Yu shook his head, Said in a flat tone, without affectation or hypocrisy.

There were waves in Houtu's eyes.After a long time, Yang Yu's words reminded Houtu of the time when the name of the Twelve Ancestral Witches resounded throughout the Three Realms when they were fighting for the top.

"Do you have any relatives, do you have anyone who is very important to you?" Hou Tu stood there for a long time, and after a long time, he came back to his senses and asked Yang Yu, with a hint of expectation in his voice.

"Yes, my two younger sisters, and my master..." Yang Yu nodded, with a flash of warmth in his eyes.

"Is there?" Houtu sighed and shook his head helplessly.

"What's wrong?" Yang Yu looked at Houtu with some doubts.

"If you have no relatives, and no one who is important to you, maybe you can move forward without any scruples to attack the way of heaven and transcend the way of heaven, but now, you have relatives, so you will have concerns, Hongjun and Those six saints of the human race will all have a means to restrict you." Hou Tu shook his head, a little regretful, and more flat.

"It is true that such a situation will happen, but I have no choice but to use all my time and my life to protect them." Yang Yu frowned, and the thing that had been worrying in his heart was finally overthrown. People said it was broken.

"In the prehistoric world, everyone is for themselves, for their survival, they can do anything," Houtu sighed, and said, "You have two ways, either become cold-blooded and ruthless, and don't care about your sister , your master, or become the bones of the dead with them."

"No," Yang Yu shook his head, looked at Houtu, his eyes gleamed with coldness, determination, and unyielding, "I only have one way, and that is to turn all those who want to hurt my sister into bones. Let the person who calls himself the Taoist ancestor become history."

"Your idea is very good," Hou Tu shook his head.said with a smile.

"It's really good, but it's not impossible." Yang Yu smiled slightly, suppressing the pain in his heart, and became smiling again.

"I hope there will be a day when this world is already decayed, and this world also needs to be detached." Houtu looked at Yang Yu with flickering eyes.

"This world has nothing to do with me. I just want to blow up Tiandao's chrysanthemum and replace him." Yang Yu shrugged and said with a smile, without the worry before, not at all.

"You are very strange." Houtu said in surprise, seeing the bright smile on Yang Yu's mouth.

"Life, be happy and optimistic, otherwise why are you still alive." Yang Yu waved his hand and said.

"You are happy." Houtu looked at Yang Yu, nodded and said, a trace of vitality appeared in his eyes that had been dead all the time.

"Actually, let's talk about the poor people in this world. Maybe you are still ranked first." Yang Yu looked at Houtu and shook his head.

"Why?" Houtu looked at Yang Yu and asked.

"For countless years, I can only stay in this nether world with only ghosts, not only unhappy but also very lonely." Yang Yu shook his head and said, "Just say me, although I may die at any moment, but at least , I can travel anywhere."

"This is my fate, it's already doomed." Hou Tu shook his head without saying anything.

"Are you alone here?" Yang Yu asked.

Houtu didn't speak, and there was a trace of loneliness in his eyes.

"It seems I'm right." Yang Yu shrugged.

"The sage came here to practice alone for countless years. Here, I can practice and see all kinds of things in this netherworld." Houtu shook his head.

(End of this chapter)