Chapter 131 The leader of the Futian Alliance! 【Wan
[Uncle is above:
Reincarnation is very painful, but fortunately it is reversed, the secret of heaven has been solved, and the emperor has reappeared.
My nephew has been waiting for his uncle for a long time, and now he is very happy to hear that his uncle has found himself, lifted his confinement, and achieved great fortune in heaven and earth.
But today, the Tao has collapsed, the heaven has fallen, the immortals and Buddhas in the sky have disappeared, and the demons are raging, slaughtering the three realms.
Because Yang Jian and Wang Shan led the people to rebel, many of the old ministers of the Heavenly Court helped Zhou to persecute the emperor. My nephew, who was living in peace and leisure in Ziwei Heaven, had no choice but to accept orders in the face of danger. He united with all the pure and upright immortals to form the Futian Alliance, with the intention of pacifying the demons, restoring the order of the three realms, and rebuilding the world.
The heaven of living beings.
Now that the uncle has returned, the nephew does not dare to take on the big responsibility. He also asks the uncle to draft an edict as soon as possible to call on the immortals and gods of the three realms to return to their thrones. The nephew is willing to follow his uncle to kill evil spirits and fight foreign demons, riding in front and behind the horse, for his uncle to drive him.
Ziwei bows.】
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Zhou Zheng's hands shaking slightly when holding the letter.
Good guy, his ban has just been lifted, and he is still a little shrimp in the Return to Ruins Realm. Does this give him the position of chairman?
Ziwei Emperor, what does this mean? Give up the job?
No, this should be posturing and testing.
This letter was sent by Master Dong Ling. There was no use of any means when opening it. The surrounding immortals were watching quietly, and even Nezha under the willow tree closed his books.
Zhou Zheng thought for a moment.
Although he has not met Emperor Ziwei, he has indeed received a lot of favors from this emperor and has no ill feelings toward Emperor Ziwei.
But there is such a thing as Machiavellianism...
Although Zhou Zheng has never experienced it, he has watched many movies and TV series before the cataclysm.
Emperor Ziwei was probably just trying to show off and be reasonable, just to see if he was on the right track or not.
Zhou Zheng adjusted his expression, thinking about going to the underworld, and took out a pen and a piece of printing paper from the storage wristband.
He doesn't know how to use calligraphy yet, and he's not used to writing vertically with his right hand, so he still follows Blue Star's writing habits.
Under the gaze of the Blue Star immortals, Zhou Zheng sat upright and wrote down word for word.
[Emperor Ziwei personally declares:
Zhan Xinan.
The blue star demon invaded, the flowers fell, and the white horse died. I was very sad in my heart, and I still didn't know what my so-called emperor's status was.
In the past, Master Guanyin came to Blue Star to meet me, and thanks to the wisdom root given by Master Guanyin, I was able to save the soul of Baihua. However, I had already exhausted my spiritual power in my previous life, and my subsequent practice was like an ordinary monk, ascending to immortality and seeking truth.
I don’t know how long it will take, but under such circumstances, I really don’t dare to accept Emperor Ziwei’s kindness.
The emperor also said that the heaven is gone and demons are raging. In this situation, the most capable people should be considered superior and positions should be judged based on their talents.
I have only been practicing for more than ten months. I have no experience in commanding my subordinates, nor do I have any noble moral character that can convince others. Now I am just an ordinary monk.
Emperor Ziwei, please don’t mention this matter again.
In the future, if I can step forward into the clouds and step into the realm of the Golden Immortal, I will go to the side of Emperor Ziwei, be driven by the Emperor, and contribute my own strength to the living beings in the three realms.
Best regards.
Yours sincerely, Zhou Zheng.]
After writing the letter, Zhou Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, raised his eyebrows at Master Dong Ling.
"Master, please send this letter to Emperor Ziwei."
Master Dong Ling shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Pindao just came here, I never thought... well, Pindao will go!"
When the veteran took the letter with both hands, Zhou Zheng felt relaxed all over.
The eyes of the gods around him suddenly looked different.
It was not because he refused to give up the throne to Emperor Ziwei that he would immediately trample Zhou Zheng under his feet; on the contrary, the eyes of the gods and gods around him looked at Zhou Zheng with a little more admiration and respect from the bottom of their hearts.
Zhou Zheng observed secretly for a while.
Unexpectedly, the ancients actually did this.
General Yinhu said: "The emperor has just woken up, we don't want to stay here any longer."
The immortals quickly bowed and left, and Zhou Zheng stood up to see them off.
After the immortals were mostly gone, General Yinhu held his hands, leaned forward, and whispered to Zhou Zheng:
"Emperor, this place is on the edge of Qingcheng Mountain. The general has gathered his army here and has also begun to gather the Blue Star cultivators to come here to practice.
"Although Longchen City has been peaceful all year round, it is too close to the East China Sea, and the Sea-Overturning Sage in the East China Sea is also a hidden danger. The general suggests that when you are in Blue Star, it is better to practice here.
"After experiencing this crisis, Qingshan City has begun to regain its vitality."
Zhou Zheng smiled and asked: "Where did your accent go, General God?"
"A little nervous," General Yinhu smiled naively.
Zhou Zheng glanced at Li Zhiyong, Xiao Sheng and Yue Wushuang, and said with a smile: "We follow the organization's arrangements, then we will stay in Qingshan City permanently."
"You're welcome, you're welcome," God General Yinhu said, cupping his hands, "The war has just begun, and the general has to make some arrangements so as not to disturb the emperor's rest... Do we need a maid or something? Why don't we let Bing Ning come over?
Can I bring you tea and water?"
"Farewell, farewell," Zhou Zheng waved his hands repeatedly, "If Teacher Bing Ning is willing, let Teacher Bing Ning teach us some practices. If Teacher Bing Ning is needed for the defense of the East China Sea, please follow Teacher Bing Ning's wishes."
"The last general takes command!"
Divine General Yinhu raised his eyebrows and whispered: "Teacher is not something you call casually. Bing Ning really can't stand it."
Zhou Zheng thought carefully: "Then call me instructor. After all, she is my guide on the road of cultivation."
"That's okay," God General Yinhu shook his head and chuckled, turned around and walked away.
After the inside of the villa became quiet, the lights outside continued, and the whole villa finally became quiet.
Muffled laughter came from under the tree.
Nezha changed his position, holding the comic that seemed to be a hot-blooded comedy, and kept laughing.
"Squad leader," Yue Wushuang asked softly, "Should we also call him Emperor?"
Zhou Zheng showed a somewhat helpless smile.
Xiao Sheng strolled over with his pockets in his pocket and asked with a smile: "Squad leader, do you really want to practice next to Emperor Ziwei?"
"Not necessarily. If I leave Blue Star, the catastrophe will be fully launched."
Zhou Zheng got up and went to the sofa to lie down, sighing faintly:
"I was actually Lu Dongbin in my previous life... Where did my Eight Immortals go?"
Xiao Sheng scratched his head: "I heard that a large number of immortals are coming now. The Eight Immortals have not joined Futian Alliance, and their whereabouts are uncertain. They are relatively famous loose immortals in heaven, but they are not very strong... Squad leader
You and He Xiangu?"
"No! Don't think about it! I don't remember anything! Don't taint my innocence!"
Zhou Zheng shouted with eyes wide open.
But soon, Zhou Zheng fell into deep thought again and looked up at Xiao Sheng.
"Was I very promiscuous in my previous life?"
"That can't be said to be promiscuous," Xiao Sheng laughed sarcastically, "it should be said to be promiscuous, promiscuous."
Zhou Zheng's facial muscles twitched slightly.
Xiao Sheng sat aside, not too restrained, raised his head and said:
"Lü Dongbin went to heaven with the Eight Immortals. It was only after he went to heaven that he was revealed to be the reincarnation of the Qinghua Emperor. The other seven Immortals were all deceived. Finally, we know why they are both the Eight Immortals, but Lu Dongbin is so much better than them.
"I heard that He Xiangu had a good relationship with Lan Caihe, but then He Xiangu said to Lan Caihe - don't come to me directly anymore, I'm afraid Dong Bin will misunderstand."
Zhou Zheng was also a little happy: "Is there still such a thing?"
Yue Wushuang ran to the side to make tea.
The Persian cat puffed up and transformed into a girl less than 1.5 meters tall. She glared at Zhou Zheng and then ran to the bathroom with her face covered.
Zhou Zheng stared at her, feeling puzzled in his heart.
Is she shy like a bubble teapot?
"Hmm!"
Li Zhiyong pulled out a notebook from his sleeve and said slowly:
"While you were sleeping, monitor, I had already researched the information for you.
"The source of the information is partly from the rumors of Lu Dongbin circulated by Blue Star, and partly from the immortals. Whether these rumors or the words on the Internet, they have been blocked by inexplicable forces before. It is probably the effect of the operation of heaven.
"Monitor, you just need to use it as a reference. There should be some exaggeration in it."
"Tell me," Zhou Zheng sat up straight, "I don't know much about my past life."
Li Zhiyong cleared his throat: "There are ten female fairies in heaven, and one or two out of ten have admired Lu Dongbin."
"This is definitely an exaggeration," Zhou Zheng shook his head, "I remember that the middle-aged scribe I saw in my dream was not very handsome."
"The name Chunyang Sword Immortal comes from the Chunyang Avenue practiced by Lu Dongbin. It is said that in the beginning of this practice, one should not be tainted by women, but in the end, one must rely on the power of women."
"Is there any other way to say this?"
Xiao Sheng added: "If the lonely sun doesn't grow, the lonely shade won't give birth."
"It is said," Li Zhiyong hesitated for a moment, but finally said it, "the idea of harvesting yin to replenish yang originated from the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic and was carried forward by the Chunyang Sword Immortal."
"Pfft! Ahem! Ahem!"
Zhou Zheng glared at Li Zhiyong. Did he really have such a history of wandering in heaven in his previous life? If so, how could Fairy Baihua be so determined?!
How many past relationships does he have?
If everyone comes to Blue Star, then why don’t you practice cultivation? What if a few of them turn into hatred due to love, wouldn’t it be even worse?
Zhou Zheng sat there and fell into deep thought.
Suddenly I heard Nezha muttering outside: "It's just rumors."
Zhou Zheng's eyes lit up and he stood up quickly: "God, please help me clear my grievances!"
Nezha curled his lips, put down the comic book, and said leisurely outside the house:
"Lü Dongbin's technique is very special. It is the Chunyang Guiyi Jue created by the founder of the Sanqing Dynasty. It practices the innate Pure Yang Dao and must maintain its purity.
"This technique is also somewhat evil. Because it has accumulated too much pure Yang power, it is very attractive to female fairies. For those female fairies who need pure Yang power, it is very attractive and will naturally be attracted to it.
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"Many female immortals are trying hard to get married to Lu Dongbin, and the reason is that when he breaks through the last level of the martial arts - Pure Yang Sheng Wuji, and they can join him in dual cultivation, their own strength can take a big step forward.
"You have never had any sex in your previous life...I can vouch for you."
"Thank you, God!" Zhou Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.
In this way, the only love I had in my previous life was the little Baihua who had been reincarnated.
Uh, why do you still feel a little disappointed deep down in your heart?
Zhou Zheng secretly sighed in his heart: 'Zhou Zheng, Zhou Zheng, I didn't expect you to be a hypocrite... Hey, I didn't say I was a gentleman either? It's so nice to be magnanimous, tsk tsk.'
"Stop calling me a master," Nezha said calmly, "In your previous life, you often went to my house to drink and befriend my father. I should call you uncle."
"Just call me Xiao Zhou."
"I'm reading a book. This children's book on the stars is really good."
Nezha waved his hand and continued to read the comic book, and soon burst into laughter.
Zhou Zheng suddenly felt refreshed.
The word love is indeed difficult to describe.
Suddenly hearing the sound of the door being pulled open, Zhou Zheng turned to look and saw that the barrier in the bathroom dissipated on its own, and a crystal-clear little foot poked out, followed by a calf as smooth as mutton-fat jade.
The room seemed to be filled with saxophone classics.
The calf slowly dropped, and the hem of the skirt slid down. The small but very handsome figure appeared in the door frame, making a rather seductive dance move.
Zhou Zheng: What the hell is this old cat lady doing?
She put on an ancient blue dress with high slits, and also put on exquisite nightclub makeup. She flipped up her long fluffy hair and winked lightly at Zhou Zheng:
"Master~ You won't become an emperor and ignore others~"
Zhou Zheng blinked, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and squinted at Ling Qin'er.
Isn’t it time for you to be a lolicon, a lolicon, or a stinky lolicon every day?
He said calmly: "Alas, this emperor is indeed getting better and better as he lives. Compared with the pet in my first life, you have nothing in common."
"Master, what are you talking about? How is your pet from the first life similar to me?"
"They're all cats."
"puff!"
Ling Qin'er covered her chest, stepped back a few steps, then scratched Zhou Zheng's eyes, turned around, turned into a black cat, and went back to the cattery, stretching lazily.
"That's right," Xiao Sheng muttered while holding her chin, "Squad leader, in your first life, you were the Qinghua Emperor of the East, and you transformed into Taiyi to save Ku Tianzun. Your pet seems to be the Nine-Headed Lion, the Nine-Ling Yuansheng, the famous demon... I
Go ahead, this old lion won’t attack you, right?”
Li Zhiyong frowned immediately.
"If this old lion comes over," Zhou Zheng said with a smile, "I think there will be corresponding masters coming to Blue Star, and I asked God General Yinhu to release the news, saying that I will go to practice next to Emperor Ziwei.
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"It's safer to do a show," Li Zhiyong suggested.
Zhou Zheng thought about it carefully: "No matter what, I will try not to leave the atmosphere of Blue Star."
Li Zhiyong hesitated to speak, but he looked at Zhou Zheng for a few seconds, shook his head and chuckled.
"Let us release the news first and see how the situation evolves," Li Zhiyong said. "I believe that Chunyang Sword Immortal and Dongji Qinghua alone can suppress many demon masters."
The few of them chatted for a while, and then Xiao Sheng volunteered and took Yue Wushuang to find an acquaintance of the general to find out how to 'sleepwalk in the underworld'.
Li Zhiyong returned to the first floor and continued to work on his own.
Zhou Zheng went outside the house and sat on the swing that instructor Xiaoyue climbed on before. The smile on his lips gradually faded, and he looked at the sky slightly lost in thought.
'Hahaha.'
There seemed to be light laughter coming from his ears, and there seemed to be a beautiful figure sitting on the swing next to him, with a smile as bright as a flower.
But when Zhou Zheng turned around to look, there was only a slight swing of the swing blown by the breeze.
"well……"
Zhou Zheng scratched his head.
Don’t think about it anymore, go practice and become immortal as soon as possible!
The Great Emperor Qinghua of the East End who returned to the Ruins Realm is outrageous.
So, half a day later.
Dongling Zhenren, with a dark face, jumped into the villa and brought the second letter from Emperor Ziwei.
When Zhou Zheng opened the letter, he felt a little numb.
Is this the second wave of temptations from Emperor Ziwei? He said, ‘This person must be my uncle’, and ‘Only my uncle can lead Heaven to regain its lost glory’.
Zhou Zheng pondered for a few times, then immediately took a pen and paper and wrote a reply on the dining table.
In the letter, he appeared even more frightened, saying that he now had no spiritual power from his previous life, and no memory of his previous life, so he could only practice cultivation again, and he would definitely not be able to take on this important task.
Master Dongling took the reply letter with a dark face and left. Before leaving, he muttered something like "the gold content of the four great masters" and "the messenger from heaven is Taibai".
Zhou Zheng vaguely felt that Emperor Ziwei should have a third letter. If he refused again, Emperor Ziwei would borrow Po Xia Donkey and give him a relatively high sinecure.
In this way, there will be an explanation to the outside world, and there will be no need to bear the reputation of being greedy for power.
Yes, this is basically the process.
A variant of Three Visits to the Thatched Cottage, he understands this.
Sure enough, on the third day.
Master Dong Ling, with disheveled hair and a livid face, held the third letter in front of Zhou Zheng, and then glared at Zhou Zheng fiercely.
Zhou Zheng gave up his smile, showed a somewhat apologetic smile to Master Dong Ling, and quickly wrote a reply.
But Zhou Zheng didn't expect that Master Dong Ling would come by himself on the fourth day, and what he brought back was a letter.
So, the fifth day, the sixth day, the seventh day...
Zhou Zheng was confused and at a loss. Looking at the increasingly haggard old face of Master Dong Ling, he felt a little unbearable in his heart and wrote the eighth reply full of his heart.
He really can't be the boss, nor can he be the boss.
The eighth day.
"Can you please be happy?"
Master Dong Ling threw the fly whisk to the ground and stamped his feet several times.
"Can you please hurry up! Do something weird! There must be a limit to your posture! Aren't you tired and poor?
"I am the fourth great disciple of the Taoist sect and the fourth disciple of Sanqing. How come you two have become messengers? Sixteen letters! A total of sixteen letters! Have you finished it yet?"
"A true man calms down his anger, a true man calms down his anger."
Zhou Zheng said hurriedly: "I will definitely refuse outright this time!"
At that moment, Zhou Zheng became cruel, bit his finger and wrote four big characters on the white paper in front of him.
【I am really inappropriate】.
Master Dong Ling breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and flew away with the blood book.
After Master Dongling left, Zhou Zheng sat on a chair and fell into deep thought.
Is there a possibility... that Emperor Ziwei is not testing?
Are you judging a gentleman's heart with a villain's heart?
But, how can it be possible?
In so many stories I have read, how could such a great emperor not love power? The Ziwei star originally symbolizes mortal imperial power?
Zhou Zheng shook his head, this immortal's worldliness is indeed hundreds of times more complex than that of a mortal.
So, half a day later.
Zhou Zheng was sitting on a single sofa, sipping black tea, looking at the scroll of scripture in his hand, with a bit of a smile in his eyes.
Things that I couldn't understand before seem to be enlightened now. Reading is not difficult at all. Understanding is like running water every day. Improving the Taoist realm is as easy as breathing.
It's really good. Life after unlocking the seal is really good.
After a few days, I arrived at the Ascension Realm and started to gather my soul, so I wandered around in the underworld to thank Empress Houtu in person for her kindness.
"Hiss-"
A majestic male voice suddenly sounded in Zhou Zheng's heart:
"Everyone in the Futian Alliance listens to the order. I am Arctic Ziwei. Now the order of the alliance leader is that the reincarnation of Dongji Qinghua Emperor has appeared. From the moment he stepped into the golden fairyland, my position as leader of the alliance will automatically belong to Dongji Qinghua Emperor.
Reincarnation.
"I, together with you, will take the Great Emperor Qinghua of the East as our Immortal Head, and we will respectfully welcome the Prince of the East back to his throne in the future!"
puff!
Zhou Zheng turned his head and sprayed out a mouthful of water mist, and his whole figure seemed to be under a body-holding spell.
Then, he heard the tut-tutting laughter, the same voice, but without so much majesty.
"Okay, that's it. Anyway, we have announced to the gods of the three realms that whoever wants to be the next Jade Emperor will be whoever wants to be. Isn't it fun to be controlled by the Queen Mother? What do I lack now?"
"Emperor, you haven't closed the fairy seal yet!"
"How is this thing used? Isn't it no longer shining? The things left by the Jade Emperor are not easy to use. They are rubbish treasures of heaven."
"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.