Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-One: Cut Fate, Get Out of Body!
"Squad leader! Master Dongling has brought the other seven of the Eight Immortals over!"
the Eight Immortals?
Old colleague?
When Zhou Zheng heard Yue Wushuang's voice, he was stunned, and then his heart tightened.
Is He Xiangu here too?
no!
What the hell is going on recently? He hasn't settled Sister Yan'er's affairs yet, and He Xiangu is here again? He Xiangu and Baihua Fairy are almost the same? One past life relationship is enough! There is no difference between the two!
If you are still cultivating the Tao, just use your waist to realize the Tao as soon as possible!
Get shaved, it's hopeless, it will be easier if you shave sooner.
Zhou Zheng's eyes were a little stunned, and his whole person felt like he was in a different world.
"Monitor?"
Yue Wushuang, who came to report the news, said in person: "What's wrong?"
This formation slows down perception, and only special sound transmission methods can allow satisfactory communication.
Zhou Zheng asked in a voice: "Wushuang, how does the monitor usually treat you?"
"Very good," Yue Wushuang said with a smile, "Squad leader, do you want me to help you lie? Or do you want me to help you find out information?"
"That Aunt He Xian... have you seen her?"
"Oh my god! It's so beautiful!"
Yue Wushuang unconsciously spoke the accent of General Yinhu:
"Good fellow, the heavenly fairy is really incomparable to us mortal women. Just like the rumors, she is holding a lotus and her whole body is so white that she shines.
"There's a little more."
"What?" Zhou Zheng saw a full sense of 'fun' on this guy's face.
Yue Wushuang smiled and said:
"Lan Caihe is a middle-aged uncle, carrying a flower basket and wearing tattered clothes. Although he looks quite attractive, he is not that likable.
"And He Xiangu is the farthest away from him, and the two of them don't seem to have any relationship beyond that of sworn brother and sworn sister.
"Monitor, the quality of your relationship in your previous life was really high! He Xiangu's eyes were swollen from crying, and she was a little distracted."
Zhou Zheng:......
He was sure that the girl in front of him was just looking for fun!
Why are you still a little worried that the world will not be in chaos?
"Then what," Zhou Zheng said seriously, "just say that I am in retreat and it is temporarily inconvenient to see guests. If you have any private matters, please contact Ao Ying. If you have any official matters, please contact Emperor Ziwei directly."
"Huh?" Yue Wushuang blinked.
Zhou Zheng squeezed a smile, then closed his eyes at the speed of light, and layers of Taoist charms surrounded him.
Yue Wushuang was immediately at a loss.
this……
Well, the squad leader is indeed very kind to me. If he were not the squad leader, he would be at the level of an ordinary sect genius, and he would not be able to achieve Lao Jun's understanding of the great path in hundreds of lifetimes.
For the glory of Chunyang Sword Immortal, and for the good sister Yingying, she Yue Wushuang fought hard!
Taking a deep breath, Yue Wushuang turned around and flew out of the landscape painting. As soon as she landed and stood firm, she felt the gazes from all over the room.
Her heart fluttered slightly, especially when she saw the two majestic old immortals in front of her with their bare breasts exposed, she said:
"The monitor said he was at a critical moment of enlightenment... uh.
"Either the squad leader said it, or he is enlightening, and there are many lotus flowers around him... Well, that's it..."
Ah, screwed up.
Yue Wushuang couldn't help but raise her hands to her forehead. Xiao Sheng and Li Zhiyong in the corner looked at each other and almost laughed.
Lingqin'er jumped out from the side and ran to the stairs with Yue Wushuang.
The first floor of the villa suddenly became quiet.
Master Dong Ling swept his whisk and looked at the Sixth of the Eight Immortals who were standing or sitting everywhere, holding lemon tea, but did not speak.
Behind the bar, Bing Ning was thoughtful, her cold gaze resting on the back of the person sitting on the sofa in the living room.
This back figure makes people feel very weak at first glance.
Her long hair tied into her temples, and her three-layered dress, as thin as cicada wings, all showed how much thought she had spent on meeting her today.
However, Bing Ning did not show any sympathy at this moment, but said:
"Now that you have been reincarnated, you are no longer the person you were before.
"His name is Zhou Zheng now. If you want to see Lu Dongbin, he won't want to come out."
The faces of the immortals in the room were quite complicated.
Sister Sanzang, who was sitting by the window, chanted the Buddha's name softly;
Ye Yaner's eyes at the top of the stairs were full of curiosity, and she kept looking at Xiangu He.
"Hey," He Xiangu slowly stood up, lowered her head and walked towards the door, "Fellow Taoists, I'll go back first."
"Sister, what are you doing!"
Han Zhongli, who was wearing a Taoist robe, frowned and said, "Why are you leaving? Just come back and sit down! We are all here today, so what can we do if we see him?"
Li Tieguai, who was leaning on an iron cane, smiled and said:
"What the Ice Fairy said is right. We are a little abrupt. There is no Lu Chunyang here, only Zhou Zheng. I would like to trouble you all to go there again and say that the old Sanxian from the old heaven wants to see you."
Lan Caihe, who was wearing a tattered blue shirt, nodded slightly, Uncle Cao Guo, who was wearing a bright red court uniform, was twirling his beard and thinking deeply, Han Xiangzi, who was holding a jade flute, smiled and said nothing, and Zhang Guolao was still looking for a place to tie his donkey outside the door.
Look up.
If you want to leave now, it's okay if you don't tie the donkey up.
"Woof!"
Xiaoyue jumped out: "Everyone, wait a moment, I'm going to see if I can wake up the practicing emperor."
Tieguai Li chuckled and said: "Thank you, General Xiaoyue."
"You're welcome, you're welcome."
The little gray dog man stood up and arched his front paws, turned around and jumped into the landscape painting.
"well."
The more delicate He Xiangu sat back on the sofa again, her face a little haggard, her figure a little thin, and she was waiting restlessly.
After a while, Xiaoyue also jumped out and said with a smile:
"Don't blame me. Your Majesty the Emperor is really practicing and has reached the critical moment before becoming an immortal. You can't influence His Majesty the Emperor in casting the Dao Foundation just because we want to meet him.
"Actually, some things cannot be forced. The emperor respects the brothers who were his companions in the previous life. I can vouch for the emperor's character in this life. The emperor is by no means the kind of person who thinks too highly of himself and is vain. He is definitely very humble.
.
"Why don't you all go to the front army camp and wait for a few days? It shouldn't take too long for the emperor to break through."
After hearing Xiaoyue's words, everyone in the room suddenly understood something.
He Xiangu murmured softly: "It's better not to meet each other than to meet each other in trouble. Is that what he means?"
"This," Xiao Yue arched her front paws again, turned and left.
Han Zhongli and Tieguai Li looked at each other and could only smile bitterly.
Xiao Yue, this guy, just took the name of Emperor, and they couldn't break in even if they wanted to.
Just know that Tengu is not on the same side as them!
Master Dong Ling shook his fly whisk and said warmly: "Fellow Taoists, why don't you go in and invite the emperor?"
"That's all," Tieguai Li said with a smile, "The emperor doesn't want to see us, so of course there are reasons why he doesn't want to see us. Let's just leave now."
Zhang Guolao, who had just tied the donkey, couldn't help but frown when he heard this.
Then go in by yourself or not?
This is a difficult spiritual practice comparable to riding a donkey backwards or forward.
inside the house.
"I'm sorry to bother you, Master," He Xiangu sighed softly, "If he doesn't want to see me, please give me a letter. From now on, I will only call you brother. All the smoke and clouds in the past life will be over. It's nothing."
Master Dong Ling nodded with a smile, took the old steps, turned into a green rainbow light, and escaped into the landscape painting.
It's a good thing that this real person has collected his immortal power, otherwise I'm really afraid that the original body of the landscape painting - the old pagoda of King Li Tianwang would not be able to withstand it.
Immortal light flickered, and the real Dongling appeared on the third floor.
The old Taoist looked at Zhou Zheng, who was surrounded by all kinds of fairy lights, smiled and leaned forward, calling softly: "Emperor... Emperor, you are a poor Taoist."
Zhou Zheng opened his left eye, dispersed the strange scenery around him, and laughed a little slowly.
"Senior, let's see the joke."
"Hey, it doesn't matter. I can only say that the emperor is more mature than before."
Master Dong Ling raised his hand to arrange several layers of Taoist rhyme, then casually suppressed the formation here, walked to Zhou Zheng's side, took a futon and sat down on it.
Zhou Zheng smiled and said: "What kind of letter is this time?"
"Why, is this poor Taoist really the one who delivers the letter?" Master Dongling said sternly, "This time it is not a letter to Emperor Ziwei."
"Oh?" Zhou Zheng suddenly became interested, "Then you are..."
Master Dong Ling showed a somewhat mysterious smile, but his aura collapsed in the next second, and he said dejectedly:
"A letter to Laojun."
If it weren't for the fact that the two of them looked thousands of years apart, Zhou Zheng would have wanted to pat the veteran on the back to express his comfort.
Master Dong Ling took out a jade talisman from his sleeve, and the wrinkles on his old face formed four characters - lifeless.
"The teacher asked Pindao to send it to you in a dream."
Zhou Zheng blinked, took the jade talisman, subconsciously checked it to make sure it was safe, and then tapped into his spiritual consciousness.
Soon, Zhou Zheng frowned and opened his eyes to look forward.
The content of the jade talisman is very simple, with only eight characters.
【The way of heaven changes, everything comes forward.】
What's the meaning?
Something strange has happened in the way of heaven. Even the buffer period of twenty years is gone? All arrangements must be made in advance?
Zhou Zheng pondered for a moment, holding the jade talisman and falling into deep thought.
That's right, the Heavenly Way in the Three Realms where he lives has already defeated the Great Heavenly Lord. The Patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty is isolated and cannot directly intervene in this world. The Heavenly Way is already a sure winner.
Such an opponent cannot sit still and wait for death.
The Patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty is making arrangements, and Tiandao will inevitably make some responses.
In a world of great strife, where is the chance of survival without strife?
Master Dong Ling did not disturb Zhou Zheng, but waited quietly.
Teacher Lao Jun's whereabouts were erratic, so it was impossible for Zhou Zheng to let himself go to Lao Jun to deliver a message, right? He was finally halfway through the journey, and could get rid of the reputation of the old carrier pigeon in heaven.
"Master," Zhou Zheng said, "help me bring a letter to Emperor Ziwei. Oh, by the way, I need Master to help me bring a letter to Aunt He Xian."
Master Dong Ling glared.
This is not a son of man!
Just two steps!
Do you really think that he, an old man from heaven, has no temper?
"Hey! I've really had enough of you!"
…
When Master Dongling handed the blank letter to He Xiangu, He Xiangu sighed softly, with a somewhat relieved smile on her lips.
Master Dong Ling showed a gentle smile, and his whole body seemed to be much more relaxed, and his steps became very brisk.
He said warmly: "Everyone, I am still busy returning to Emperor Ziwei to deliver the letter, so I will take a step ahead."
"Master," Tieguai Li wondered, "Why is your beard missing?"
"Master, your Taoist robe is missing a piece here."
"Hey, it's not in the way, it's not in the way, it's just a trivial matter, it's just a trivial matter, hahahaha."
Master Dong Ling waved his hands with a smile, hummed a must-have tune for every peach feast, stepped on a white cloud when he went out, shook his fly whisk, and drifted away.
Then the immortals in the room could only look at each other in shock when they looked at the "off-line" marks on the old Taoist's back that looked like they were scratched out by sharp claws.
Another ray of fairy light fell from the landscape painting. Zhou Zheng put on a mask and changed into a robe, looked at the immortals in front of him with a smile, lowered his head and made a bow.
"Everyone, please wait."
The Eight Immortals' eyes lit up, and each of them bowed forward, and then looked at Zhou Zheng carefully.
"Fellow Taoist, why are the corners of your eyes swollen?"
"Ah, it's okay, it's okay."
Zhou Zheng smiled and said:
"Just now, the real person wanted to teach me how to fight in close quarters. The two of us had a friendly discussion on each other's soul and physical strength.
"Brother Xiao, come and give me a hand. My leg is numb. Hiss! This old man's tricks are really dark!"
The foreheads of the Eight Immortals are covered with black threads.
Tieguai Li laughed and scolded: "Hahaha! You have been quite dissolute in this life, hahaha! It's really hard to change your nature!"
Zhou Zheng smiled and said, "I don't like hearing what you are saying, fellow Taoist. I am more of an upright person."
He Xiangu sighed at the side: "It would be great if my brother can be reincarnated smoothly."
The Dao Hearts held by each immortal were slightly lowered.
They were really afraid that He Xiangu would cry and make a fuss, which would make things end badly.
Hearty laughter soon sounded in the room. Tieguai Li and Han Zhongli took Zhou Zheng to the dining table to drink. Several immortals each recalled the majesty of the "Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea", and the atmosphere soon became warm and harmonious.
Under the willow tree, Zhang Guolao shook his head, patted the fairy donkey on the head, and went into the house with his hands behind his back.
At midnight, the cups and plates were in a mess.
The flesh wounds on Zhou Zheng's body were naturally harmless, and they were cured after drinking two cups of fairy brew.
This drink was not for nothing. These seven old colleagues also gave him a favor. They will stay in Blue Star for a long time. Later, they will go to Longchen City on the edge of the East China Sea to experience the mortal world. They can also be considered as joining the Futian Alliance.
camp.
After something happened in Heaven, many immortals chose to protect themselves wisely.
The strict rules have indeed caused Tianting to receive too many negative reviews, which is simply a five-star good rating and an installment payment.
When He Xiangu left, she still couldn't help but ask Zhou Zheng: "Is it because you have no memory of your previous life?"
"No," Zhou Zheng's eyes were still clear, "I am Zhou Zheng, not Lu Dongbin. The girl just recognized the wrong person."
"I see."
He Xiangu held her hands in front of her body and bowed to Zhou Zheng, with a gentle smile on her lips.
"Then please take care of my little sister from now on."
Zhou Zheng spread his hands: "Senior is the one who took care of me. Even the Immortal Curcuma has not returned."
He Xiangu covered her mouth and smiled softly, said a cherished farewell, turned around and drifted away on the clouds into the distance.
Zhou Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.
"Okay, squad leader," Xiao Sheng bumped Zhou Zheng's shoulder from the side, "This can be said to be a calm situation. It's better to face a famous female fairy in heaven. His anus strength is pretty good."
Zhou Zheng grinned and stuffed the jade talisman sent by Master Dong Ling into Xiao Sheng's hand.
"Circuit it within the team. After reading it, just ask Zhiyong to keep it. Don't spread the news outside.
"Hurry up and practice. The next experience should be to overcome the tribulation and strive for us to ascend together.
"I feel sleepy after drinking too much wine. How can one of the Eight Immortals drink better than the other?"
"That's right," Xiaoyue stood on the wall and grinned, "the Eight Immortals are a famous party guy in heaven. If the Eight Immortals don't come to a banquet at any house, the owner of that house will feel that he has lost face."
Zhou Zheng shook his head and chuckled, then opened his mouth and yawned.
He looked at Ao Ying and Sister Yan'er in front of the house and said proactively: "Yingying, let me go to your room to sleep for a while. I haven't made a bed for myself yet."
"Then I'll put the bath water in for you."
Ao Ying said softly and hurried back to the third floor.
After a while.
Zhou Zheng was indeed drunk and skipped the steps of taking a shower. He greeted Ao Ying vaguely and screamed loudly as soon as he touched the pillow.
Ao Ying skillfully helped him take off his shoes and socks, and arranged several layers of barriers. She sat on the wooden chair beside the bed with her mobile phone, and glanced at Zhou Zheng from time to time.
Not long after, Zhou Zheng snored loudly, but he really fell asleep.
At midnight.
Ao Ying, who was meditating, suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Zhou Zheng, who was facing her sideways, and the Tai Chi diagram that appeared behind Zhou Zheng.
"Zhou?" Ao Ying called softly.
The Tai Chi diagram slowly rose up, and a faint fairy light flickered from Zhou Zheng's butt, and a blurry shadow flew out from Zhou Zheng's forehead and penetrated into the Tai Chi diagram.
this?
The soul left the body?
Ao Ying was immediately a little nervous, and was afraid of disturbing Zhou Zheng, so she took out her mobile phone and quickly contacted Bing Ning.
"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.