Heaven's Last Big Boss

That Xiaoqian was taken aback, and she was thoughtful when she left.

Zhou Zheng sighed softly, closed the door again, glanced at the shoes that hadn't been taken away from the side door, and couldn't help shaking his head slightly.

He leaned against the wooden stake and waited quietly, and was ready to deal with the troubles of these yin cultivators.

Heh, the big deal is that the pretty scholar lifted his robe and yelled, 'The evildoer will die'!

In a relatively clean wing room somewhere in the backyard, several little Yinxiu got together to discuss, some women were already murderous, and some women took out aphrodisiac sachets and other things.

According to them, if Yuanyang is filthy, it is better than Xiaoqian being swallowed by grandma.

But just as they were about to use their plans, Xiaoqian suddenly untied the foot wrap that wrapped her jade feet, revealing a slender foot, took out an embroidery needle, and pointed it at the tip of her toes.

Xiaoqian bit her lip lightly.

"Sister, what are you doing!"

"Cry for him!"

Xiaoqian's eyes showed a bit of a competitive heart, and the corners of her mouth puffed up and hummed:

"Teaching me like this over and over again, I really think there is nothing I can do! Didn't he say tears of sincerity? I... Sister, come and stab me, I can't do it myself."

"Forget it, you have to be patient, this silver needle is also a magic weapon, it can hurt your jade body."

The red-clothed female genitals leaned over, pinched the silver needle, and pointed it between Xiaoqian's toes.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like there is any pity.

Zhou Zheng couldn't bear it a little in his heart, but when he thought that this is actually the way that 'has the least impact on this world', he quietly looked at it with his spiritual sense.

After a while, Xiaoqian hummed, her eyes were full of tears, and she still wanted to speak.

Mission accomplished?

Zhou Zheng felt it carefully, but found that the handwriting in his heart was still gray, and he had a little understanding. As long as the handwriting turned into gold, he could...

Yes, collect!

You have to get her tears!

There is no rush, she will be here soon...

Zhou Zheng felt a faint sense of anticipation in his heart. With his spiritual sense, he watched Xiaoqian wrap up her jade feet, put on embroidered shoes, and then walked forward with the rest of the pain, and kept practicing two words:

"Young Master, Young Master? Well, Young Master!"

Zhou Zheng wanted to laugh for a while.

suddenly!

咴咴咴儿——

Suddenly there was a hissing sound outside the temple!

Zhou Zheng raised his eyebrows and noticed the suppressed aura fluctuations outside the temple gate.

——This person was under his supervision before, but the other party should be going to that town, and at this moment, he reined in from the main road and rushed towards Lanruo Temple.

"Oops! There are stinky Taoist priests!"

"Xiaoqian, let's go!"

A few figures in the backyard flashed past, and female yin cultivators in red and blue appeared beside Xiaoqian at the same time, holding her arms on one side and one on the right, turning into a black wind and fleeing towards the forest behind the temple.

That Xiaoqian showed sadness.

She is not, this is not white!

Zhou Zheng even had black lines on his forehead, frowning as he looked at the bearded uncle who dismounted in front of the temple.

This is Yan Chixia?

Chapter 144 "Breaking Delusion"!

The Taoist tied the horse in the door opening, carried the package and the sword box, and walked towards the main hall with dragon and tiger strides.

He looked around, suddenly snorted coldly, and said indifferently:

"No matter how many times I come here, I can see that this place is not clean! A bunch of dirty things!"

Behind the wooden door, Zhou Zheng raised his head to look at the Taoist priest behind the door, and squeezed an ugly smile.

If this guy doesn't come, I should be able to find a famous mountain and river now.

but……

It's a bit weak. This leader is also equivalent to the peak of the gods?

However, the sword case on his back is not bad. If you count this treasure, the overall strength is quite good.

"Why are there still people?"

The bearded uncle pushed the door open, patted the flying dust on his robe, frowned at Zhou Zheng who was sitting there, nodded slightly to Zhou Zheng, and then walked to the simple bed board beside him.

Obviously, the uncle expressed his appreciation for Zhou Zheng's behavior of not occupying this simple bed.

As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was a little rough:

"How dare you come to this place alone? Didn't you hear that there are ghosts here in that town?"

Zhou Zheng smiled: "Scholars don't believe this."

"Why don't scholars believe this?"

The bearded uncle frowned and said: "If you don't believe this, how can there be a golden house in the book, and Yan Ruyu in the book?"

He chuckled: "Oh, you haven't read Mozheng yet, it's not very good, boy."

Zhou Zheng didn't talk to him, but in his heart he was analyzing how he should proceed to the next step.

The bearded uncle stretched his waist, put the sword case on the corner of the wooden board, then took out a stack of yellow paper talismans from his sleeve, raised his sword fingers with his right hand, and gently slid it to the side.

These paper talismans flew out and stuck in the gaps between the doors and windows, and a burst of golden light flashed everywhere.

Fuzhen suppresses evil spirits.

The bearded uncle looked over at Zhou Zheng, with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth, and raised his eyebrows at Zhou Zheng.

Zhou Zheng showed a somewhat shocked expression very cooperatively, stood up and cupped his hands to the Taoist priest:

"I never thought you were a real expert. I thought the Taoist priest was a liar of You Fang, so I offended you."

"You are also interesting."

The bearded uncle smiled, stretched his waist, used the package as a pillow, turned over and fell asleep with his clothes on.

"Go to sleep, I will keep you until the early morning, and then we will walk halfway up the road."

Zhou Zheng nodded with a smile, didn't say much, and sat down by the wooden pillar.

He didn't dare to release more spiritual knowledge, but spread the spiritual knowledge on the ground according to the method Li Zhiyong gave back then, quietly waiting for the follow-up development of the story.

He faintly felt that tonight would not end easily.

In the dead of night, the ghosts are peaceful.

There was the sound of crickets chirping outside the window, and there was also the faint rattling of tree branches breaking.

What does Laojun mean?

This is Laojun's trial, which is naturally extraordinary. If you just simply complete a task and then go to get the reward, then why doesn't Laojun just send the reward to yourself?

Zhou Zheng kept thinking in his heart.

He couldn't believe it, the trial Laojun arranged was to simply go through the plot he knew.

A Chinese Ghost Story, taken from "Nie Xiaoqian" in "Liao Zhai".

When Zhou Zheng watched the movies before the cataclysm, he had certainly seen this work, but at that time he was shocked by the beauty of the female characters, and he didn't...

Tsk, how do you feel that the Xiaoqian I met is somewhat similar to my own fish?

Zhou Zheng couldn't help but laugh.

Probably some girls who are delicate and naive look like this.

He leaned against the stake and waited for something strange to happen in the middle of the night, and suddenly frowned slightly in a short while, staring at the yellow paper talisman stuck on the window crack.

Zhou Zheng practiced Taoism for a short period of time, so he didn't know much about Taoism.

I just dabbled in the talisman array, and I haven't had time to study it intensively.

But this yellow paper talisman, how do you look at it, is exactly the same as one of the talismans that Brother Xiao gave him?

In front of the bearded uncle next to him, Zhou Zheng didn't dare to take out the yellow paper talisman in his arms to look at it, so he could only recall it carefully.

The talismans of this world and the Three Realms of my own are similar?

Zhou Zheng was a bit puzzled in his heart, and was a little confused for a while.

at the same time.

……

In the vast desert.

Xiao Sheng was covered in blood, sitting on the hill-like monster corpse, panting heavily.

Three days and nights!

The battle lasted for three days and three nights!

Xiao Sheng looked at the big gold chain that he had broken again, and felt like crying. Although he killed this giant beast, he suffered a heavy loss.

"Hey, I have to give Li Zhiyong a knock after I go back, his poison pill saved our lives."

After resting for a while, Xiao Sheng didn't dare to stay on the giant beast's body for too long, so he flew into the air to look at the broken body of the big lizard, and then flew towards the area where the big lizard was originally staying.

Brother Xiao is certainly not stupid.

To be precise, if it is common sense related to slaying demons and eliminating demons, his knowledge reserve is actually relatively rich.

Such an overlord-level monster like this must be territorial. As long as I find its lair, I should be able to dig out some treasures and hide nearby to practice. I don’t have to worry about being stared at by other monsters in a short time. superior.

The task Laojun gave himself was to 'survive', which is actually quite simple.

After a while, Xiao Sheng hid in the clouds, and took out his mobile phone and communication jade charm.

The phone is dead.

On the communication jade talisman, two green dots are still flickering on the edge, one is in the east and the other is in the southwest. It is still impossible to communicate directly after thousands of miles. The communication jade talisman gives a simple direction.

Faintly, Xiao Sheng saw a green dot pointing to the east, and sometimes the outline would change slightly, indicating that there were two people over there, and they should have separated occasionally.

How about four of them in groups of two?

Xiao Sheng was a little depressed at once, the feeling that he was a 'poor student' and not being seen spontaneously arose, but then he turned his depression into strength and continued to meditate.

If not, just fly straight up!

"I want to be the first fairy in the team! Hahahaha!"

……

Within the endless mountains.

In an inconspicuous tree hole, Li Zhiyong turned into a three-inch tall Li Zhiyong, looking at the golden words in the depths of his heart, he clicked his tongue a little bit.

That's it, it's done in less than half a month.

Eleven-petaled lotus flowers floated around him.

Li Zhiyong hesitated, but still condensed into a blue sword out of thin air.

Not yet, Dao Ji still has flaws, and he will not be perfect after all.

Wait for Xiao Sheng and the squad leader, the squad leader has too little time to practice Taoism, it's better to accumulate more, Xiao Sheng is far from the chance to become a fairy now, at least he has to wait for half a year.

The cyan sword fell straight to the forehead.

The secret method of stabilizing teaching foundation building: cutting the Dao realm!

……

Among the blue waves of thousands of miles.