In the landscape painting, Zhou Zheng plays with the jade talisman in his hand, without concealing the longing in his eyes.
He is longing for Nezha's strength.
When one's own strength is strong enough, even a person in power like Emperor Ziwei will be flexible enough in giving orders to Nezha. This is respect for the master.
Isn’t this the nature of this world?
The weak yearn for the strong, so monks continue to practice; the poor yearn for wealth, so people continue to pursue profit.
It is just to make myself live a better life, to not be defeated in one blow and to have the strength to protect myself when facing the twists and turns and challenges in life.
Of course, if you pursue these excessively, you will inevitably fall into the trap of ambition and become a slave to desire.
Zhou Zheng suddenly felt that if he read a few books on philosophy, his practice might be improved.
He smiled, kept this matter in mind, put the jade talisman into his wrist guard, pushed his hands forward slowly, with wisps of spiritual energy swirling around his fingertips, then placed his thumbs on the pads of his middle fingers, and rested his hands on his knees.
Go up, breathing gradually slows down, close your eyes and fall into the void.
Everything is silent, and the mind is at one.
It was as if a huge tree appeared behind Zhou Zheng, its branches and leaves swaying gently, as if it had an evergreen appearance.
A corner on the same floor of this pagoda.
Xiao Sheng stretched out and leaned against the cracked wall, staring at the trees behind Zhou Zheng.
He already feels great pressure now.
Although he had retrained for more than ten or twenty years in advance, the squad leader's realm breakthrough was too fast; what's more terrible is that if Xiao Sheng didn't take the initiative to ask, he would no longer be able to tell what level the squad leader is at the Return to Ruins Realm!
Can't that guy Li Zhiyong teach him something better?
The whole squad leader is a good master of catastrophe, but he looks... weirdly sinister.
However, with this guy Li Zhiyong beside him, Xiao Sheng does feel a little more secure.
Xiao Sheng has learned - if you encounter a difficult situation, keep an eye on Li Zhiyong. If this guy looks extremely solemn and turns around to run away, then you are definitely right to follow him.
If this guy has a smile on his eyebrows and a wry smile when speaking, then there is no need to panic no matter how complicated the problem is.
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Ding!
Several burrs on Xiao Sheng's head shined with cross lights.
'Don't be left behind too much by the squad leader, soar up as soon as possible!'
Xiao Sheng took a breath, calmed his mind, and continued to meditate with his eyes closed.
As a qualified general, Xiao Sheng is now very clear about his position. He knows that even if he regains his peak strength in his previous life, he will only be at the level of a pawn. Compared with the squad leader, his upper limit is much lower.
But at least;
Before I reach the upper limit, I have to accompany the squad leader on this journey and fight.
He had already felt that the blood that had been wasted on the steps in front of the Liuli Palace was boiling hot again, burning his already somewhat lazy Taoist heart.
Work harder!
Xiao Sheng hit his knee with a clenched fist - he swore that he hit it gently, but the collision between his fist and his knee seemed to send out a weak shock wave.
Ten seconds later, Xiao Sheng was about to fall into trance when he suddenly heard a rustling sound coming from behind him.
He blinked, his neck felt like a rusty bearing, and he turned his head to look behind him with some effort.
Crash! The wall of the pagoda fell down, and a piece of wall the size of a door panel fell on his head.
"Fuck!"
boom!
Zhou Zheng, who was in the distance, opened his eyes and looked around curiously, and was soon startled.
After a while, Li Zhiyong, Yue Wushuang, together with the two fairies Bing Ning and Feng Tong, all appeared here, staring at the wall after the peeling off.
The disgraced Xiao Sheng scratched his head with some guilt and said in a voice: "Um...how to compensate for the damage to cultural relics?"
"Um?"
Zhou Zheng blinked. Because his perception was stretched, his movements became a little slow, but his voice was not affected:
"Brother Xiao, does the peeling off of the wall have anything to do with you? The focus now is the thing hidden inside the wall."
"Is this a jade slip?" Li Zhiyong asked in a somewhat uncertain voice.
"This pagoda is a treasure that King Li Tian once used," Fairy Feng Tong murmured a few times. "It was used specifically for military training before to help heavenly soldiers and generals quickly improve their Taoist realm. If there is something hidden here, it is probably intentional by King Li.
Leave it behind."
Xiao Sheng asked: "Isn't King Li missing?"
"Yes, so this clue is very important!" Feng Tong rolled her eyes, "Li Tianwang is the Grand Marshal of the Three Realms, personally appointed by the Great Heavenly Lord. If he can show up to support the Futian Alliance, there will definitely be a large number of masters.
Return."
"Are we going to take it out?"
Zhou Zheng asked worriedly: "Will it affect the building structure here? After all, we still have to rely on this cheating to practice."
"Cheating," Bing Ning pursed her lips slightly, but didn't say anything and went straight forward.
Before Zhou Zheng had time to remind Teacher Bing Ning to be careful, she had already pressed one hand on the wall and wrapped the entire wall with black ice. With a gentle touch of her hand, the jade letter slowly floated outwards and landed.
In the palm of her hand.
"Give."
Bing Ning didn't look at it much, and seemed to have no interest in Li Tianwang's things. She put the letter in Zhou Zheng's hand, made a slight noise, and then disappeared in a flash.
Several people came forward with great interest.
Zhou Zheng thought for a while and then said: "Let's go out and take a look. We young monks are moving too slowly here."
Feng Tong sneered: "Little monk? Where is he so small?"
Zhou Zheng:......
Did he hear wrongly?
The fairy instructor is racing?
As a result, five streams of light fell in the living room at the same time, and several people gathered towards the dining table, with expectations written on their faces.
The Baihua Fairy who was sitting on the stairs, tending the flowers and plants at the corner of the stairs, raised her head and looked over, which made Zhou Zheng's heart flutter slightly.
She actually changed into Blue Star's modern attire.
Wearing a floral white dress, she showed off her curvy figure that could only be painted with the most delicate brush in history. Her wet long hair was scattered freely, but it didn't look messy at all. The white round collar around her neck looked like snow to her.
Against the backdrop of his skin, he actually looked a little gray.
That delicate and pretty face will not fade even if it is not applied with makeup;
Those peach blossom eyes, which are naturally charming and tender, will not be dulled by lack of description.
Zhou Zheng was thinking in his heart:
If there really is a so-called avenue of beauty in this world, she should be the closest immortal to it.
Of course, this is just a compliment about her appearance and temperament, a simple compliment. - At least that's what Zhou Zheng thinks.
"What did you find?" Baihua asked softly, with a bit of curiosity in her eyes.
"I haven't read the things left by King Li Tian yet."
Zhou Zheng placed the jade slips on the table and sat down minding his own business;
Xiao Sheng quickly moved a chair and placed it next to Zhou Zheng. Just when others thought Xiao Sheng was about to take a seat, the guy wiped the chair surface with his sleeve and said with a charming smile:
"Fairy please."
"Thank you, General." Baihua Fairy tapped her toes, and her petite and delicate body flew over. She closed her legs and naturally took a seat next to Zhou Zheng, looking down at the jade slip.
Feng Tong and Yue Wushuang both rolled their eyes, maybe they were scolding Xiao Sheng in their hearts.
Li Zhiyong secretly observed and summarized.
It is obvious that a clear queue of support has formed in the monitor's backyard.
"Ahem, let's open it and take a look."
Zhou Zheng untied the fairy rope that bound the jade slips and slowly unfolded them. The contents were almost blank, except that he wrote a year number on each jade slip.
Baihua Fairy tapped her fingers, and Zhou Zheng noticed that she had done a light pink manicure, and her nails were neatly trimmed.
That's right, she's afraid of hurting the flowers and plants, so she won't keep her nails too long.
The long jade talisman that read "Enter Heaven, One Continent, Two Nine and Five Years" slowly lit up, and square "immortal characters" appeared on it.
It is indeed an immortal character. Each character is composed of hundreds of gestures. It is not so much a character as it is a formation or a talisman.
"The Book of Heaven?" Yue Wushuang asked softly.
"This is a Taoist text," Fairy Baihua said softly, "It cannot be seen with the naked eye."
Zhou Zheng immediately understood - this was the message he was carrying.
He probed wisps of spiritual consciousness into it, and the content that he himself 'complied' into popular text emerged from the bottom of his heart.
This seems to be a diary.
Zhou Zheng seemed to hear the Heavenly Military Marshal who wrote this diary saying something in a deep voice:
【This is my 16295th year in heaven.
I don’t know if it’s reasonable to use the conventional method of recording years. This is just over 16,000 days since I came to heaven. In my perception, only more than 40 years have passed.
The ordinary world before I became a god has become strange, and there is no trace of me or the Li family.
One year on earth and one day in heaven.
Perhaps this is the reason why Tian Tiao requires the heavenly gods to cut off their mortal connections.
I feel that I must write something during the daily break of training soldiers and horses. This heaven gives me the feeling that something is not quite right.
I originally thought that heaven should be selfless, with happy and free gods everywhere, the destination that good people should have after a lifetime of doing good deeds, and a peaceful scene everywhere.
After arriving in Heaven, I discovered that strength still speaks here. Even if a person with high strength is a sinner, he will be respected by others and can defy the rules of heaven to varying degrees.
Of course, there's nothing wrong with that.
The reason why I am valued by His Majesty the Jade Emperor is because of my ability to lead an army. My own strength is somewhat unsatisfactory.
But Your Majesty should be relatively satisfied with my lack of strength; His Majesty said that the commander of the army should not be too strong, otherwise it will cause worries to those in power.
There is nothing wrong with this; when I serve the emperor in the mortal world, I must also show my cowardice appropriately. Every time I go on an expedition, I leave my family in the capital, and I write letters to my family from time to time to express my longing for them.
That weird thing is coming from my subordinates.
I have been trying to call them by their first names so as to sound friendly, but they feel like they have lost their enthusiasm for their own names.
Among the group of heavenly soldiers I trained recently, there are many young men who are very energetic.
But when I passed by the garden to greet my wife today, I suddenly saw the old heavenly soldiers guarding the gate of the mansion. Their eyes seemed to have lost their luster, and they stood there like two clay sculptures.
why is that?
I deliberately went to chat with them, and they made me feel very natural, not like I was invaded by inner demons at all.
Everything seemed normal again.
I secretly observed them for a few days and found that they remembered their hometown and had the desires that normal immortals should have in their hearts. They would be fascinated by the passing fairies, and only occasionally would show that dull look in their eyes.
'Nothing seems wrong.'
I thought so.
But I also have an impulse to write down these trivial things as a warning to myself.
Maybe it will be of some use.]
"this?"
Xiao Sheng blinked: "What are you seeing? What I see is a literate classical Chinese article, I can't read it."
"Huh? What I saw was a relatively ordinary text description," Zhou Zheng was quite surprised by this.
Feng Tong smiled and said: "This is the wonderful thing about this kind of Taoist text. Zhou Zheng, please write down what you see. There should be thirty-six articles here. I'll go look around and see if I can find other writings.
."
"good."
Zhou Zheng agreed, and Ling Qin'er in the corner stretched and immediately went to the study to get paper and pen. She was becoming more and more discerning.
Soon, Zhou Zheng wrote down the first article he saw in a clear and concise way.
Bing Ning, who was preparing dinner, also came over and stood aside with his hands behind his hands to watch.
"What do you think?"
Zhou Zheng asked.
"Wang Li Tianwang must be too worried," Xiao Sheng sneered, "Being on duty in Heaven is actually very boring. It's okay when you're not on duty. When you're on duty, you have to stand for several days. Isn't it normal to have a dull expression?"
Li Zhiyong said: "If this is just the case, I don't think King Li Tian has to write it down. The feeling he wants to express should be difficult to describe in words."
Zhou Zheng tapped the cap of his pen on the table with some thoughts in his eyes.
He said: "I will continue with the second chapter."
The second jade talisman contains surprisingly little content.
【The 16450th year of entering heaven.
Madam has been a bit irritable recently. She seems to be more and more dissatisfied with her current status as the King's wife. She always feels that she has benefited from me and that she should not be able to escape the sea of suffering in reincarnation.
Recently, many immortals are reading Buddhist scriptures, saying that these Western Buddhist scriptures can bring peace of mind. Later, I will help my wife get two Buddhist scriptures.
I haven’t noticed anything unusual recently. In fact, it’s only been a few months.】
Zhou Zheng touched his chin: "Is it really a diary?"
Xiao Sheng tutted and smiled: "Li Tianwang is not serious either."
"Don't use jokes randomly," Li Zhiyong said seriously, "King Li Tian is upright and upright, and he uses troops like a god. That is an example for our Li family."
Fairy Baihua agreed with this and opened the third jade piece. Zhou Zheng read and translated at the same time.
【Chang'e's Dance is really good.
This place is so beautiful that it is hard to find it in the world.
My waist is so thin that I can’t hold it, and I’m ashamed to think even if I want to speak.】
Li Zhiyong:……
Baihua Fairy:......
Zhou Zheng raised his hand to his forehead, said, "This may have been written while drunk," and then cut into the fourth jade talisman.
【The 16490th year of entering heaven.
I recently went out to slay demons. This was my first battle as a leader after joining the army. My daily training was not in vain.
In the ordinary world, he has been exterminating demons for twelve years, killing demon kings for sixty years, and countless demons, big and small, and has won many merit awards.
When heaven sends merit, golden light enters the body, and one's own Tao realm seems to rise a little. Merit is indeed the most precious thing in heaven.
His Majesty gave us a banquet to reward us, and we also saw the Chang'e dance. The seven Chang'es danced gracefully, which reminded me a little of the idea of seeing Madam when I was young.]
The fifth jade talisman:
[The 16523rd year of entering heaven should actually be 16523 days.
When I was sitting in meditation, I seemed to see a glimmer of light. It was a door. When I opened the door, I could see the boundless Taoist treasure. But when I climbed up the stairs, I felt that the door was a bit far away, and my Taoist heart was inexplicably uneasy.
.
This should be the shortcut to heaven mentioned by the senior Barefoot Immortal. Those stairs seem to be made of merit.
Although I am already the fastest general in heaven to earn merit, but if I want to reach this door, it will take me at least a hundred years in heaven...]
The sixth jade talisman:
【The 16550th year of entering heaven.
The demon clan in the big world gathered their troops to rebel. I took the initiative to enlist and lead the army to attack. My second son, who was away studying, came halfway and gave me a pagoda, saying it was a gift from Buddhism.
I don’t like this tower, but its power is indeed good. Does Buddhism want to use me to lobby His Majesty so that they can have a place in heaven? Ridiculous.]
【The 16551st year of entering heaven.
I'm sorry, madam, the rat demon misled me.】
The pen in Zhou Zheng's hand trembled, he raised his head and looked at everyone.
Is this really visible?
"Rat demon?" Bing Ning analyzed carefully, "Which rat demon? Doesn't King Li Tian have an adopted daughter?"
Xiao Sheng said "Wow": "Could it be that the adopted daughter is just a cover-up, and that she is an illegitimate daughter?"
"How about we stop reading," Zhou Zheng frowned, "It's never good to pry into other people's privacy. Nezha is in Blue Star."
"Um?"
There was a soft sound from the side.
Zhou Zheng's heart suddenly fluttered a few times. He turned his head and stared at the corner where the sound came from. When he saw the old Taoist who was slowly appearing in a circle, he breathed a sigh of relief.
It’s the real messenger, cough;
It's Master Dong Ling.
I thought I'd be there if I said Nezha Nezha.
However, didn’t the real person say that he has not shown up in recent years? Why is he here again?
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road and meets familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.
Regarding this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, it also has some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and eventually he is expected to become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possess the memory of the previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Different from other places in the Demon Suppression Division that are full of chills, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppression Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment just changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Zhenmo Division.