The follow-up work on the Dapeng bird strategy went quite smoothly.

For seven consecutive days, Li Ping'an went to the temple where the Dapeng was imprisoned every evening for seven days, drinking and eating meat with the Dapeng and chatting about their ideals.

Li Ping'an didn't know whether Dapeng was originally a young man from the Phoenix tribe with ideals;

But now, Dapeng's eyes have become clear and firm, with some more thoughts in the clarity.

These alone are not enough.

Li Ping'an couldn't accurately judge whether the Dapeng was playing tricks on him; nor could he blindly believe in the binding effect of 'responsibility' and 'collective' on these ancient powers.

To be on the safe side, Li Ping'an used the power of heaven to educate living beings for the first time.

In fact, it is similar to Tiandao's recruitment of Tiannu, except that everything is led by Li Ping'an and carried out step by step.

——To deal with such a powerful person, we can only proceed step by step.

On the eighth day, the way the Dapeng bird looked at Li Ping'an was quite different from the first day.

There is a kind of tenderness that is indescribable.

Li Pingan himself was a little confused.

This transformation of heaven is transformation, how can it also change the character of living beings?

The Dapeng bird sits under the imprisoned dragon pillar, and its head has become shiny due to the punishment of feather plucking, which adds to his sense of solemnity.

All he had to do was put his hands together, make a treasure wheel appear behind his head, and shout, "The sea of ​​suffering is boundless and we will finally reach the shore."

Li Ping'an glanced at Fairy Ziyao who was following him, and the latter was also a little confused.

Zi Yao whispered: "I didn't take any more action... This guy seems to have really realized something?"

"Quick," Li Ping'an said, "send someone directly from Yaochi to invite my old father over. He has to do the ideological reform work. I'm really at a loss."

"I'll make arrangements right away."

Zi Yao turned around lightly, hid behind the pillar at the entrance of the temple, and shifted his mind to the Yaochi.

Li Ping'an stepped into the front hall with his hands behind his back. The waiting maids brought tables and chairs and set up the food and wine.

The Dapeng bird smiled and said: "Your Majesty, I have already realized the meaning of my existence in the world. You don't need to worry so much."

"No, you don't understand it thoroughly yet."

Li Pingan said seriously:

"We won't talk about these things today, let's talk about each other's past.

"This can be regarded as an assessment and a kind of training. Come on, each person will tell you one of his most impressive childhood events."

Dapeng was startled for a moment, and then he didn't think about whether he should do this or not. There was a look of memory in his eyes.

"The most profound impression is the one that my brother and I chased and played in the sunset that year..."

The narration of Dapeng Bird is quite contagious.

Li Ping'an listened attentively, and in a trance he saw that the Dapeng's body had a series of palms that looked like women's catkins. These palms slowly stretched out towards the Dapeng, wrapping it slowly, with wisps of heavenly power like ribbons.

Like wrapping around the white jade arms connected to the palms.

Afterwards, there seemed to be a majestic fairy palace wrapped in white clouds, and many fairies could be seen flying in the sky, with their fairy belts fluttering and their clothes flying around.

Weird but beautiful.

A drop of cold sweat broke out on Li Ping'an's forehead, and this drop of cold sweat was quickly evaporated by him.

'It is taboo to use the power of heaven to control people's hearts.'

'But the Dapeng bird is too powerful, and there are no restrictions that can trap his soul, so we can only use this strategy.'

'I hope I haven't opened a magic box... This kind of thing will never happen again.'

…

Most of a day later.

Li Dazhi was secretly sent to the Kongmeng Realm by the non-luminous Qingluan Bird.

Li Ping'an hurriedly met with his father and briefly talked about the situation of the golden-winged roc and his goal of conquering the roc for heaven's use.

Li Dazhi, the Immortal Chief of the Ministry of Finance, immediately ignited his fighting spirit and assured Li Ping'an that if he was given enough time, he would cultivate a progressive young man in heaven who would make his debut in ancient times.

In this way, the heavy responsibility of boiling the eagle fell on Li Dazhi's shoulders.

Li Ping'an felt inexplicably much more at ease.

After all, in his heart, although his father is not omnipotent, he is indeed quite capable of deceiving people.

Two days later, Li Ping'an went to the temple and saw a large number of immortal soldiers surrounding the temple from a distance, and bursts of cheers came from inside.

He didn't know why. When he looked closer, he saw that his forehead was covered with black lines.

Good guy, my father Li Dazhi led a group of heavenly officials, each sealed the Taoist realm and the soul, and stayed in the strong pressure formation in the backyard of the temple, accompanying the roc with the invisible chain on his body...

Kick Cuju.

Bright banners were hung on the temple walls:

[Actively reform, face the problem head-on, change your mind, and enjoy life again].

[Understand your own mistakes deeply and actively face the sins of yesterday].

[This body is left for tomorrow, and our generation should set a precedent and strive to build a beautiful new prehistoric era].

[If you are dissatisfied with the world, change the world instead of feeling sorry for yourself like a coward].

Listening to the hearty laughter of the roc and a group of immortals, Li Pingan did not move forward to disturb him, but turned around and flew back to his palace to practice diligently.

Two more days passed.

Li Ping'an was worried about whether his father would delay Dongzhou's business, so he thought of coming over to ask. As soon as he arrived near the temple, he found that the place was full of young girls.

These boys and girls all have the same identity - the Western Taoist Taoist soldiers who "slaughtered their souls".

As time goes by, Li Ping'an's first batch of heavenly soldiers are about to end their carefree life in the village and enter the barracks to learn battle formation drills and accelerate their own cultivation.

Li Dazhi obviously mobilized a group of heavenly soldiers to give a speech here together with Dapeng Bird...

Li Pingan listened secretly for a while.

Good guy.

Li Pingan called him a good guy.

‘Western religion turns people into ghosts, and the New Heaven saves ghosts into humans’ are all out!

However, this is not wrong.

The Western religion refined people into Taoist soldiers who looked like walking corpses. Li Ping'an borrowed the Queen Mother of the West's Fountain of Youth to restore his sanity and entered heaven as immortal soldiers, which indeed gave the Taoist soldiers a second life.

Suddenly, Li Pingan was full of energy.

'I'm doing something fairly noble.'

Li Ping'an did not interrupt the speech, turned around and left.

‘It’s really up to my father to do this.’

'It's just a bit...too grassy.'

Li Ping'an rubbed his forehead, sighed softly, turned around and drifted to the palace.

Nothing happened, let me take Ningning out for a walk, visit Kongmengjie and the newly moved small world.

In this way, another six or seven days passed.

Li Ping'an took a break from his busy official duties and suddenly remembered the story of the eagle, so he wanted to go over and see how it went.

Just as he was about to leave the main hall and rush to the temple in the corner, a dragon's roar suddenly sounded outside the sky, and Brother Yinglong's breath filled the empty world again.

The human messenger looks after the wind;

The dragon messenger looks at Yinglong.

These two romantic figures from ancient times to the present are still running around today, but it is also a bit sad.

Li Ping'an returned to his seat and glanced at the dragon egg sitting quietly in the corner of the hall, his eyes a little more thoughtful.

I got merit last time;

Will the attitude of the Dragon Clan be softened this time?

A moment later, under the protection of two teams of immortal soldiers, Yinglong appeared outside the palace gate with two dragon-headed elders. From a distance, he bowed to Li Ping'an, saluted, and shouted:

"Meet the Emperor of Heaven!"

Li Pingan stood up to greet him and said with a smile: "Brother Yinglong, there is no need to be polite, just come in quickly."

Ying Long led the two old men to step inside. It was a true dragon's march and tiger's stride. Even if the masters of the Taiyi Realm restrained their own pressure, they still put a lot of pressure on the immortal officials and soldiers inside and outside the palace.

Li Ping'an smiled and waved his hands, the desk flying in front of him, a round table, and three chairs were placed in front of him.

Another Yaochi fairy, dressed in uniform and colorful clothes, with a fairy belt floating behind her, brought tea and fairy fruit, turned around in front of the three dragon masters, and left.
To be continued...