Heaven's Last Big Boss

"A little nervous," General Yinhu smiled foolishly.

Zhou Zheng glanced at Li Zhiyong, Xiao Sheng, and Yue Wushuang, and said with a smile: "We will follow the organization's arrangement, so let's stay permanently in Qingshan City."

"You're welcome, you're welcome," God General Yinhu cupped his hands, "The battle is just beginning, and the general has to make some arrangements at the end, so I won't disturb the emperor's rest... Do you need a maid or something? Why don't you let Bingning come over?" Bring you tea and water?"

"Farewell, goodbye," Zhou Zheng waved his hands again and again, "If Teacher Bingning is willing, let Teacher Bingning teach us how to practice. If the defense of the East China Sea needs Teacher Bingning, please follow Teacher Bingning's wishes."

"The last general takes orders!"

God General Yinhu raised his eyebrows, and said in a low voice: "The word teacher is not just called casually, Bingning really can't bear it."

Zhou Zheng thought carefully: "Then call the instructor, she is my guide on the way of cultivation after all."

"Alright," General Yin Hu shook his head and chuckled, then turned and walked away.

After the inside of the villa became quiet, the array outside lit up one after another, and the whole villa finally returned to tranquility.

There was a muffled laugh from under the tree.

Nezha changed his posture, hugging the manga that seemed to be a hot-blooded and funny type, laughing non-stop.

"Squad leader," Yue Wushuang asked in a low voice, "Shall we call Dijun too?"

Zhou Zheng smiled helplessly.

Xiao Sheng strolled over with his pocket in his pocket, and asked with a smile: "The squad leader, are you really going to practice beside Emperor Ziwei?"

"Not necessarily, if I leave Blue Star, the catastrophe will be fully activated."

Zhou Zheng got up and went to the sofa to lie paralyzed, sighing faintly:

"My previous life turned out to be Lu Dongbin... Where did my Eight Immortals go?"

Xiao Sheng scratched his head: "I heard that a large number of immortals are coming here now. The Eight Immortals have not joined the Futian League, and their whereabouts are uncertain. They are relatively famous Sanxians in the Heavenly Court, 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 stain my innocence for nothing!"

Zhou Zheng stared and shouted.

But soon, Zhou Zheng fell into deep thought again, and looked up at Xiao Sheng.

"In my previous life, was it profligate?"

"That can't be called a wave," Xiao Sheng laughed, "It should be called a wave, a wave."

Zhou Zheng's facial muscles twitched slightly.

Xiao Sheng sat aside, not too restrained, raised his head and said:

"Lu Dongbin went to heaven with the Eight Immortals, and it was only after he went to heaven that he was pointed out to be the reincarnation of Emperor Qinghua. The other seven Eight Immortals were all confused, and they finally knew why they were both Eight Immortals, but Lu Dongbin was so much better than them.

"I heard that He Xiangu and Lan Caihe have a good relationship, but later He Xiangu said to Lan Caihe - don't come to me directly, I'm afraid Dongbin will misunderstand."

Zhou Zheng was also a little amused: "Is there anything else?"

Yue Wushuang ran to make tea.

The Persian cat turned into a girl less than 1.5 meters tall with a bang, glared at Zhou Zheng, and then ran to the bathroom covering its face.

Zhou Zheng stared at her, feeling puzzled in his heart.

She's shy, a bubble teapot?

"Mmmm!"

Li Zhiyong pulled out a notebook from his sleeve, and said slowly:

"When you were sleeping, monitor, I already checked the information for you.

"The source of the information is partly the rumors of Lu Dongbin spread by Blue Star, and partly from the immortals. Whether these rumors or texts on the Internet, they have been blocked by inexplicable forces before. It seems to be the effect of the operation of heaven.

"Squad leader, you only need to make a reference. There should be exaggeration in it."

"Tell me," Zhou Zheng sat up straight, "I don't know much about my previous life."

Li Zhiyong cleared his throat: "There are ten fairies in heaven, and twelve out of ten have admired Lu Dongbin."

"This is absolutely exaggerated," Zhou Zheng shook his head, "I remember the middle-aged scribe I saw in my dream, isn't he very handsome?"

"The title of Chunyang Sword Immortal comes from the Chunyang Dao that Lu Dongbin practiced. It is said that at the beginning of this practice, women should not be contaminated, but at the end of the practice, they must rely on the strength of women."

"And this statement?"

Xiao Sheng added: "The lonely yang doesn't grow, and the lonely yin doesn't grow."

"It is said," Li Zhiyong hesitated for a moment, but still said, "The matter of harvesting yin and nourishing yang originated from the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic and was carried forward by the Chunyang Sword Immortal."

"Pfft! Cough! Cough!"

Zhou Zheng glared at Li Zhiyong, did he really have so much debauchery in Heaven in his previous life?If so, how could Fairy Baihua be so determined? !

How many previous love affairs did he have?

If they all come to Blue Star, will they still practice or not?If there are a few who love to hate, it will be even worse!

Zhou Zheng sat there lost in thought.

Suddenly I heard Nezha muttering outside: "It's just a rumor."

Zhou Zheng's eyes lit up, and he got up quickly: "God, help me clear up my grievances!"

Nezha twitched the corner of his mouth, put down the comic book, and said leisurely outside the house:

"Lu Dongbin's technique is very special, it is the formula of pure yang returning to one created by the patriarch of the Sanqing.

"This technique is also somewhat evil, because it has accumulated too much pure yang power, so it is very attractive to female fairies. For those female fairies who need pure yang power, it is very attractive, and they will naturally be hooked by him .

"Many female fairies desperately want to marry Lu Dongbin, and the reason is that when he breaks through the last step of the cultivation method - Chunyang Shengwuji, and he is a double-cultivator, he can take a big step forward in his own strength.

"You didn't mess around in your previous life...I can testify for you."

"Thank you, Great God!" Zhou Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

In this way, my love in the previous life was only Xiao Baihua who had already reincarnated.

Uh, why is there a faint sense of loss deep in my heart?

Zhou Zheng secretly sighed in his heart: "Zhou Zheng, Zhou Zheng, I didn't expect you to be a hypocrite... Eh, I never said I was a gentleman?"How nice to be frank, tsk tsk. '

"Don't call me a master," Nezha said indifferently, "In your previous life, you often went to my house to drink and befriend my father. I should call you uncle."

"Just call Xiao Zhou."

"Reading, the children's books on the stars are really good."

Nezha waved his hand, and continued to read the comic book, and soon let out a hey hey laugh.

Zhou Zheng suddenly felt refreshed.

The word love is really difficult.

Suddenly hearing the sound of pulling the door, Zhou Zheng turned his head to look, and saw that the barrier on the other side of the bathroom dissipated by itself, and a crystal clear little foot protruded out, behind which was the calf as smooth as suet jade.

The classic saxophone repertoire seemed to sound in the room.

The calf slowly fell, and the hem of the skirt slid down, and that small but very predictable figure appeared on the door frame, posing a quite seductive dance move.

Zhou Zheng: What the hell is this old cat girl doing!

She changed into an ancient blue dress with high slits and exquisite nightclub makeup. She brushed her long fluffy hair casually and blinked at Zhou Zheng:

"Master~ You will not become an emperor, so ignore others~"

Zhou Zheng blinked, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, squinting at Lingqin'er.

It's not time for you every day lolicon, lolicon, or stinky lolicon?

He said indifferently: "Oh, the emperor has lived and returned. Compared with my pet in the first life, you have only a little similarity."

"Master, what are you talking about? How is your pet in the first life similar to me?"

"They're all cats."

"puff!"

Lingqin'er clutched her chest, stepped back a few steps, then scratched Zhou Zheng's eyes, turned around and turned into a black cat, went back to the cattery, and stretched lazily.

"That's right," Xiao Sheng squeezed his chin and muttered, "Squad leader, your first life was Emperor Qinghua of Dongji, incarnated as Taiyi to save Ku Tianzun, and your pet seems to be the current famous monster, Nine-headed Lion and Nine-Ling Yuansheng... I Go, this old lion won't fight over, will it?"

Li Zhiyong frowned suddenly.

"If this old lion comes here," Zhou Zheng said with a smile, "there must be corresponding masters coming to Blue Star, and I asked Yinhu God to release the news, saying that I will go to practice next to Emperor Ziwei .”

"It's safer to do a scene," 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's release the news first to see how the situation evolves," Li Zhiyong said, "It must be that the names of Chunyang Sword Immortal and Dongji Qinghua alone can restrain many demon masters."

Several people chatted for a while, Xiao Sheng took the initiative to invite Ying, and took Yue Wushuang to find the acquaintance Tianjiang to inquire about the method of 'sleepwalking in the underworld'.

Li Zhiyong went back to the first floor and continued to work on himself.

Zhou Zheng went outside and sat on the swing that Instructor Xiaoyue had climbed before, the smile on his mouth gradually subsided, and he was a little lost in the sky.

'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, smiling like a flower.

But when Zhou Zheng turned his head to look, there was only a slight swing of the swing blown by the breeze.

"Ugh……"

Zhou Zheng scratched his head.

Don't think about it anymore, go to practice and become a fairy as soon as possible!

Emperor Qinghua of the East Pole in the Returning Ruins Realm, that's outrageous.

So, half a day later.

Daoist Dongling jumped into the villa with an old face, and brought the second letter from Emperor Ziwei.

Zhou Zheng opened the letter and read it, and he was a little numb.

This is Emperor Ziwei's second wave of temptation?What do you say that 'this uncle is none other than', 'only uncle can lead the heaven to regain the lost glory'.

Zhou Zheng pondered for a while, then immediately brought a pen and paper, and wrote a reply on the dining table.

In the letter, he was even more panicked, even saying that he has no past life spiritual power and no past life memory, so he can only practice again, and he absolutely cannot take on this great task.

Daoist Dongling left with a dark face and took the reply letter. Before leaving, he muttered words such as "the gold content of the four great masters" and "the messenger of heaven is Taibai".

Zhou Zheng vaguely felt that Emperor Ziwei should have a third letter, and if he refused it again, Emperor Ziwei would borrow a donkey from the slope and give him a relatively high-ranking job.

In this way, there will be an explanation to the outside world, and there is no need to bear the infamy of being greedy for power.

Yes, basically this process.

The variant version of Sangu Thatched Cottage, he understands this.

Sure enough, the third day.

Daoist Dongling, with disheveled hair and livid face, held the third letter in front of Zhou Zheng, and then glared at Zhou Zheng fiercely.

Zhou Zheng apologized for his smile, and showed a somewhat apologetic smile to Master Dongling, and quickly wrote a reply.

But Zhou Zheng didn't expect that on the fourth day, Daoist Dongling came by himself, and what he brought was a letter.

So, the fifth day, the sixth day, the seventh day...

Zhou Zheng was confused and at a loss. Looking at the old face of Dongling Daoist who was getting haggard day by day, he felt a little unbearable in his heart, and wrote the eighth reply letter full of inner thoughts.

He really can't be the boss, and he can't afford to be the boss.

eighth day.

"Can you please hurry up?"

Daoist Dongling threw the whisk to the ground and stomped a few times.

"Could you please hurry up! Do something crazy! There must be a limit to posing! Aren't you tired and tired?

"I am the four great masters of the Daoist sect, the fourth disciple of Sanqing, how come you two are now running errands and delivering letters! Sixteen letters! There are sixteen letters! You have no end!"

"The real person calms down, the real person calms down."