The silver shuttle travels through the starlight and flies towards the distant star field.
Inside the shuttle, five figures sat quietly, each remaining silent.
Buddha's light is surging around Zhou Zheng's body. He is currently trying to turn this 'Buddha's power' into his own immortal power, but the conversion process seems a bit laborious.
Buddhism does not just teach people to endure suffering and open their wallets to give alms. They also have their own methods of practice.
Previously, by reciting the Ksitigarbha Sutra, Zhou Zheng almost tried his best to purify the resentment;
And when the resentment gradually dissipated, streams of pure spiritual power came back.
Not only did Zhou Zheng's consumed energy, energy, and spirit quickly overflow, but it also contained a lot of Buddha's light, causing the wheel of Buddha's light behind Zhou Zheng's head to expand several times.
If he only had the title of a Buddha before, he does look a bit like a Buddha now.
After this battle, Zhou Zheng gained a deeper understanding of Buddhist techniques.
Li Zhiyong put a magic weapon similar to a 'fever-reducing patch' on his forehead, and his energy was restored a lot, but he was still wilting. Even when he went to search for the stored magic weapons left by the big demon, he was a little unable to do what he wanted. Mainly
It's up to Xiao Sheng and Bing Ning to carry it.
Bing Ning looked a little dazed, as if she had something on her mind.
Xiao Sheng is the most carefree one. While practicing at this moment, he releases his immortal consciousness to observe the situation everywhere and calculates the distance to the next entrance and exit of the spiritual path.
Jin Ling'er was holding a jade flute with half a piece missing, and her big eyes were a little red and swollen.
The reason why I cried was probably that although my uncle seemed very calm, the love story between him and Sister Zhiyue was really too poignant.
"If I could meet such an infatuated person as Sister Zhiyue in this life, I would be willing to die."
Zhou Zheng smiled bitterly and said: "What nonsense are you talking about? Shouldn't you be looking forward to meeting your wishful husband?"
"Well, I mean, such an infatuated husband as Sister Zhiyue," Jin Ling'er said plausibly.
Bing Ning said: "Relationships are just plain and simple. How can those who can stay together really lose to those who insist on ups and downs and cry for life and death?"
"Well...it's the latter that's more impressive." Jin Ling'er responded weakly.
"well……"
Li Zhiyong let out a long sigh: "This time it was a bit reckless. Looking back on all the details before, we should have just put it down and left the mess to the Jietian Sect to deal with. They must be reluctant to part with the minerals there, if not
With Fairy Zhiyue’s help, it’s going to be difficult for us to escape.”
Bing Ning opened her eyes and whispered: "Why are they doing this?"
"Instructor, who are you talking about?" Xiao Sheng wondered, "Who wants to do this?"
"Yaochi." Bing Ning said softly.
Xiao Sheng suddenly didn't know what to say.
Zhou Zheng tried to analyze it: "Maybe the Queen Mother used some means to influence her mind, but I always feel that things are not that simple. The biggest doubt now is the Queen Mother's motives."
He couldn't help but think of Zhiyue.
The last image of her dissipating in the Buddha's light made a corner of Zhou Zheng's heart seem to be touched.
"In short, this disaster has passed."
Zhou Zheng smiled and said: "Everyone, cheer up and take a break for now. The next calamity is still ahead."
Li Zhiyong looked thoughtful and said slowly: "In order to improve the team's combat efficiency, I decided to share some unique secrets."
Zhou Zheng's eyes lit up: "What secret book? Give me more thiol."
Li Zhiyong turned his hand and took out two jade talismans, but they were not the paper Taoist method that Zhou Zheng was expecting, but the method of changing one's appearance and breath, and the method of blood escape that could be used when he was about to die.
Especially the blood escape technique.
No matter how Zhou Zheng looked at it, he felt that this did not look like a 'serious' supernatural power. It should be that Li Zhiyong's sect focused more on practicality.
"How was the harvest this time?" Xiao Sheng asked from the side.
Li Zhiyong pondered for a few times. Although he wanted to say, "I can barely regain my blood," but his conscience really couldn't bear it, so he placed a pile of hundreds of storage magic weapons in front of everyone, forming a small mountain.
"After most of them were infected by resentment, they were purified by Buddhism, and the magic weapons have a bit more Buddha nature."
Xiao Sheng and Jin Linger casually picked up a few storage magic weapons and glanced at them, their expressions somewhat exaggerated.
"It's a pity," Zhou Zheng was full of regrets, "There are only storage magic weapons, not their lair."
"It is indeed a pity," Li Zhiyong shook his head in agreement, "If we can seize all the inheritance from these guys, Futian Alliance will have the resources to expand."
"Work harder next time."
"The road is long, you and I should search for it."
Bing Ning frowned slightly and almost blocked these two guys.
They behave like they do when they get a bargain.
Several people began to count the treasures and classify the various treasures and materials into categories.
As a result, the silver shuttle kept flashing with precious light, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, and slowly sailed towards the bright galaxy.
They left, but the news of the Zhu Baoxing battle spread in a short period of time.
…
"What the hell? Hundreds of big demons? More than thirty golden immortal ancestors? The whole army was wiped out?"
"Is it really Emperor Qinghua who did it?"
"Isn't it possible? Emperor Qinghua is not in the Gangtian Immortal Realm. How did this happen?"
"A demon friend of Pindao saw it with his own eyes. Just after sending Pindao a message jade talisman, there was an ancient resentful spirit hidden on the Zhubao star occupied by the demon clan. Emperor Qinghua made a plan.
Using himself as bait, he lured a large number of monster masters into Zhu Baoxing's range, released the ancient resentful spirits, and gave them all away."
"hiss--"
"hiss--"
"Hiss-"
"Fellow Taoist, what's wrong with your gasping sound?"
"Ah, Pindao is eating noodles. Please tell me more details. Are there any details?"
"Of course, Pindao's good friend has a good nature, and he described it vividly to Pindao."
…
"Have you heard of Zhu Baoxing?"
"Isn't it the realm of the demon clan? I heard that many fellow Taoists were captured to work as immortal slaves, digging underground day and night, and there were often some ominous things happening."
"Something happened over there. I just heard about it, but it has been confirmed. It is absolutely true. There is no need to doubt it."
"Fellow Taoist, don't try to sell your skin. Come and listen to what I have to say."
"The words come from ancient times. When the Zhu Baoxing was first formed, a monster of heaven and earth was brewing. It was a trace of the true spirit that remained when Hongmeng was opened, but it was somehow tainted with a trace of filth, and then absorbed the resentment of countless years.
Turned into a fierce spirit..."
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"Just like that, the Qinghua Emperor was full of courage, relied on Buddhist Dharma to protect himself, attracted the resentful spirits, and buried 30,000 demon soldiers and 800 demon generals. The demon clan suffered heavy losses, and there were also countless people from the Jietian Sect.
The master is contaminated by the resentment of the resentful spirit, and cannot make any progress in his cultivation."
"Is this Emperor Qinghua really the master of great catastrophe?"
"No matter what, the Demon-Sealing Tribulation in Journey to the West is real, the Qinghua Emperor's skill and courage are also real, and there is hope for the return of the Three Realms."
"Didn't you say some time ago that the Queen Mother was going to establish a new order and that the Futian Alliance was about to fall? How come the situation has reversed now?"
"Being able to do what ordinary people cannot, this is the demeanor of a master of robbers."
…
"Have you heard about this, fellow Taoist? Then..."
"Emperor Qinghua used ancient resentful spirits to bury a large number of masters of the demon clan? I've heard of it before."
"Hey, Pindao, aren't you just trying to get away with it? Did you kill three hundred or eight hundred? Why is it getting more and more mysterious the more you hear it?"
"You will know this just by looking at the reactions from both sides. If the demon clan becomes furious, and the Jietian Sect mobilizes more masters to besiege Emperor Qinghua, and the Futian Alliance doesn't give a damn, then it must be that not many demons have died. If the demons
If the demon tribe dare not speak, and if they stop their offensive and the Futian Alliance is waving their flags and shouting, it must mean that the demon tribe has suffered heavy losses."
"These monsters are taking advantage of the collapse of heaven to do evil. It's time to take care of them, and let Emperor Qinghua come to his senses!"
"You please today?"
"It's natural... By the way, Pindao suddenly remembered that there was a little something else, so he went to work on it. We will meet later, and we will meet later."
Two Taoists chatting on the street said goodbye to each other, one shook his head and sneered, and the other walked in a hurry.
At the corner, an old monk seemed to be asleep while basking in the sun. He slowly opened his eyes, revealing some thoughts.
Emperor Qinghua? Ancient resentful spirit?
The old monk yawned, slowly got up, scratched his butt with the palm of his hand, tugged on the tattered monk's robe, and disappeared around the corner of the street.
…
blue star.
Somewhere in a recently built sea view villa.
In front of the screen wall where the scenes before and after the Battle of Zhu Baoxing were played, Emperor Ziwei and dozens of Futian Alliance veterans each remained silent.
These scenes were created in the minds of several beings who had personally experienced this battle. They completely reflected the entire battle process, without the previous process of luring the enemy.
When the pig-headed smiling mask appeared, Emperor Ziwei raised his eyebrows slightly.
He certainly recognized Zhou Zheng, but he didn't reveal it at this time.
After all, he was too familiar with Uncle Qinghua's Qingmu Avenue. He was young and energetic in the past and had to be taught a lesson.
When the war came to an end, the dark clouds of Zhu Baoxing slowly fell, and the earth was covered with rain of blood. Zhou Zheng turned into a green Buddha and fell into the clouds. He recited scriptures to purify grievances and dissipate evil spirits. In the background, there were streams of light flying towards the stars.
…
"Big victory!"
Emperor Ziwei laughed a few times, and the group of veterans nodded with smiles and praised him one after another.
Some people praised Zhou Zheng for being brave and resourceful, some said that Taibai's disciples were well hidden, some praised that fate should be on the side of order, and some lamented that the Futian Alliance's energy was not exhausted, and this battle can be regarded as a turning point for offensive and defensive changes.
Emperor Ziwei smiled and said: "Offensive and defensive transformation? It's still early. Although this time it dampened the Jietian Sect's arrogance, it did not hurt their roots. The casualties of the female immortals of the Jietian Sect were not many, and only some of them were killed.
It’s just resentment entering the body.”
Zhang Tianshi stroked his beard and said softly:
"The Human-Faced Peach Blossom Spider has a magical power called Gathering Spirits. Whenever their race encounters a crisis and a clan member dies, it will give the clan guardians a share of strength. The more people die, the stronger the clan guardians can get.
, to protect their bloodline inheritance.
"Everyone needs to pay attention to the fact that the human-faced peach blossom spider who killed these big demons has accumulated extremely strong magic power, and her resentment is so overwhelming that she is afraid that all her clan members will be killed, and she will be imprisoned.
Underground, let this resentment continue to gather and solidify.
"Pindao suspects that the Jietian Sect once coveted the human-faced peach blossom spider's bloodline and magical powers, and killed them, leaving such a disaster. Today, I retaliate to the Jietian Sect. It is also karma. One drink and one peck."
All the old Taoists nodded in unison.
Someone asked: "Then why can Emperor Qinghua get in touch with this resentful spirit?"
The Taoists suddenly thought of a certain possibility, but they couldn't say it directly. They just had some guesses.
Emperor Ziwei smiled and said: "Okay, everyone, no matter what, why don't you celebrate Emperor Qinghua as soon as possible and create momentum. The bigger the momentum, the better, let the world know that in these three realms, Emperor Qinghua has
You, you have a glimmer of hope."
All the Taoists smiled and nodded, and began to discuss how to create momentum.
Emperor Ziwei leaned on the soft sofa and was slightly lost in thought at the picture on the screen wall.
"Emperor, what's wrong? Is there something wrong?" An old minister asked with concern.
"It's nothing, I'm just wondering what great luck is."
Emperor Ziwei sighed: "I really envy these guys. They can make waves with their own efforts and attract countless attention."
The old minister was about to say a few words of comfort.
Emperor Ziwei had already picked up the remote control, changed the picture on the screen wall to the girl group dancing, and shook his head and said:
"It's not like me, who can only sink into such a sea of misery and degenerate."
The old minister couldn't help but put his hand on his forehead.
It seems that the remonstrance system that Heavenly Court had once implemented should be put on the agenda.
at the same time.
In the distant starry sky, a middle-aged female Taoist entered the spiritual path and merged into the stream of light, which was mostly composed of human monks.
Inside the silver shuttle in the female Taoist's arms.
"Squad leader, why do we have to go around here?"
"You can't just fight and kill all the time in Journey to the West, you have to be a little more humane," Zhou Zheng said with a smile, "Let's just go find a neutral loose immortal to pay a visit, draw him into trouble, and sell off the stolen goods at the same time."
Li Zhiyong smiled and said: "We can hold an auction. There will be many treasures and rare goods that we can live in, but we won't be able to use them."
"You are a bit too philistine," Zhou Zheng said with a smile, "Let's hold a charity auction and donate all the proceeds from the auction, except for the operating costs of the organization, to the front line of fighting against monsters."
Xiao Sheng blinked: "Why do we need to exclude the operating costs of our organization?"
"Otherwise, where are we going to make money? Once this is done, we can definitely split the accounts with Futian Alliance."
"We only get three out of four?" Xiao Sheng frowned and said, "Although squad leader, you, Zhiyong, and Instructor Bing fought for these, they are all treasures that we can't use and we auction them off, and we still get 30%..."
Zhou Zheng said seriously: "There are seven of us and three of them."
"Ah this."
Li Zhiyong explained: "What if we give too much at one time and they get used to it? We don't get such big gains every time we show up."
Bing Ning nodded slightly: "Zhou Zheng really needs to make more financial reserves."
"Okay," Xiao Sheng's face was filled with uneasiness.
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