Chapter 443: There is a fish in the sea of ​​blood. The river of Styx. The rare fisherman is called Qinglian.

Zhou Cheng didn't care about the thoughtful scholar behind him, like a mortal who was drifting with the flow, huddled among the crowd, from the smell of sweat that the mortals blew, one after another, Zhou Cheng was freely squeezing others and letting others squeeze themselves.

"This is the life of mortals, this is life!"

Maybe it is because I am tired of the feeling of being high, maybe it is because I am tired of living in the temple, maybe it is because I am tired of worshiping the people, maybe it is because my Taoist practice is about to be broken through...

Zhou Cheng's downhill this time was a move that was a sign that the Taoist practice was about to be broken through. When he reached Zhou Cheng's realm, let alone practice, even a variety of methods were used to improve Taoist practice, and it would be of no help at all.

Perhaps some people will make great progress in Taoism because they have completed a innate treasure. Zhou Cheng used to do it, but the level of Taoism at that time has long become a memory...

Perhaps some people will enjoy the spiritual medicine and immortal fruits in one go, and thus make great progress in Taoism. Zhou Cheng used to do it, but now Zhou Cheng has no effect even if he puts ginseng fruits and chaos fruits on the meals...

When a person who practices Taoism reaches the state of Zhou Cheng, the saint's Taoism has become the basis for another leap. All kinds of external forces and calculations are difficult to work.

The road to practicing Taoism, whether it is to behead corpses, merits, or to prove the Tao with strength, are actually two types: the way of sentient beings and the way of ruthlessness. One is the simplest and the other is the most complex. But at this time, even if there are sentient beings and ruthlessness, it is not enough to allow him to break through to the realm of being above a saint. Instead, he deliberately suppressed himself to become a complete saint again.

"The road to enlightenment is difficult!"

Zhou Cheng looked at the people in the downtown area around Zhou and couldn't help but laugh, "A mortals have the worries about those three meals. How can I, Zhou Cheng, be better? Dao, when is the head and where is the shore!"

Others try their best to become saints. Although Zhou Cheng was easy to become a saint, he is now worried about breaking through the realm of a saint.

If a stone is thrown into the stream, you can see a circle of ripples, but if it is thrown into the sea, you can't even see a bubble! Zhou Cheng's feeling is like a person throwing stones by the sea. No matter how much he throws it or how hard he tries, it seems to have done useless work.

"Maybe the time has not come. As long as it is not born or destroyed, there will always be a chance." Zhou Cheng didn't think much, but slowly followed the crowd in the downtown city. Gradually, the crowd merged into the huge and complex streets and alleys of the city from the beginning, but many were evacuated!

Compared to those who are rushing around to survive, Zhou Cheng seems much more leisurely. "I wonder if he will be regarded as a idle wandering son!"

Zhou Cheng looked at himself with a self-deprecating look, with a handsome and elegant young face that he could hide. His simple and indifferent dress made him look a little more elegant. He looked like a big boy and very graceful.

"Borrow, borrow, be careful..."

Zhou Cheng saw a group of people pushing a cart coming towards him, and Zhou Cheng was also standing politely in the corner.

"Be careful. Dear brothers!"

The location of Zhou Cheng's station was a relatively narrow alley. In order to make it easier for them to pass, Zhou Cheng also helped them push them twice.

However, the group of people pushing the cart seemed to be strange. While passing by, they looked at Zhou Cheng one by one, with admiration and a faint respect in their eyes, and muttered, "It's not easy, even such a young master can be so helpful these days..."

Looking at these people who occasionally pass by, everyone did not forget to look at themselves, and their eyes showed a look of respect. Zhou Cheng couldn't help but think of them: It was indeed a look of horses and a look of people. His dressing up like this also attracted the attention of passers-by, and his friendly actions were also a great help.

Zhou Cheng couldn't help but think that no one here knows that he is a saint, but they can still show respect to him. It seems that what a person can most convince is his temperament and words and deeds. If it were the pretentious stars in the H country on Earth, they would probably only rely on a pink face to deceive the children. It's just that poor sentient beings can't see through the illusion of beauty, and do not know how to cultivate themselves and virtue, but instead blaspheme a great man. It's a pity, a pity.

Qinglong Pass was really big. Zhou Cheng walked leisurely for a while and had not yet walked out of the south of the city. Zhou Cheng did not use his spiritual sense to explore. Zhou Cheng, who had never liked this kind of behavior, today he was walking completely based on his feelings.

This is a street, with houses of dignitaries on both sides. Zhou Cheng stood on the street and muttered: It feels like this is here...

"Finished!" Zhou Cheng looked up and found the target this time, "Zhou House".

"Bang!Bang!Bang!"

The knock on the door quickly attracted a response, and the door opened with a "creak".

"Who are you looking for?" A servant dressed as a servant poked his head out and looked at Zhou Cheng, asking, "It's polite and polite."

"I'll look for Zhou Shiqi!"

"Do you know my lady?"

Zhou Cheng nodded and said without getting tired: "I am her eldest brother, please inform me!"

"My God! You, wait!"

The servant exclaimed for a moment, then covered his door and went in to report. Although Zhou Cheng looked simple in dress, he had no airs at all. Instead, he believed the smart servant. The only thing surprised him was: "This, is this the young lady's elder brother? Is this the legendary realm that the gods have achieved this? "

"Brother!"

"teacher!"

A happy shout came from the yard from afar. As soon as the servant described it, Zhou Shiqi and the other two knew that it must be Zhou Cheng's arrival.

The three of them opened the door and were indeed very happy to see Zhou Chengzheng standing there calmly!

"Disciple has met the teacher!"

"Brother!"

The two disciples performed the disciple's kneeling ceremony, and Zhou Shiqi also stepped forward and hugged his brother's left arm, and was so coquettish that he couldn't do it. It took him a long time to enter Zhou's house.

"I have never seen the teacher for a hundred years, but I miss him so much. I didn't expect the teacher to go down the mountain in person!" Guiguzi couldn't help but sigh. In his impression, when he reached the teacher's level, it was rare to go down the mountain once every ten thousand years. How could he know that Zhou Cheng often disguised himself down the mountain.

"Brother, you are so cruel. I am your only sister, but I haven't seen you for a hundred years."

Zhou Shiqi sat down against Zhou Cheng. Although she was a little angry, she gradually whispered: "Brother, I, I miss you so much, I miss you so much."

Zhou Cheng smiled and said, "Aren't I here to see you? You, are you willing to be a daughter who can worship you every day!"

"I don't want it, it's not good to be that way! Brother, do you think your parents miss us?"

Zhou Cheng touched Zhou Shiqi's forehead and said, "Of course they thought, I will consider this matter. When this disaster is over, I will make arrangements!"

"Um!"

Chen Chuan: "I don't know what the teacher is going down the mountain?" He is not a fool, so he naturally knows that his teacher came to see him and the other three so relievedly, and he shouldn't just think of everyone.

Zhou Cheng nodded, pushed Zhou Shiqi in his arms, asked her to sit down, and said, "This time I went down the mountain, I personally cut off a disaster."

Guiguzi said: "Teacher, yesterday, Emperor Panwang summoned us to the palace, but he talked about the underworld being occupied by the East China Sea and the Witch Clan. I wonder if the teacher went down the mountain, but for this matter?"

"kindness!"

Zhou Cheng looked at his two apprentices and a sister and said, "Is this Pan Wang okay to you?"

It would be fine if I didn't say this, but when the three of them were a little uncomfortable, Zhou Shiqi even pouted and said, "The King of Pan is naturally very good to us. Although the two young men in his family were a little annoying, it was nothing. After all, they had no malice. Only that old woman..."

Guiguzi and the others looked at each other and smiled, "Teacher, what the lady is talking about is Lingju, the wife of King Pan. This person has always been mean and quite selfish. Although she dare not make things difficult for us three saints and disciples, she often has many offensive actions."

Zhou Shiqi said: "She doesn't dare to bully me, but I feel very uncomfortable when she often bullies others with a domineering attitude!"

"Haha..." Zhou Cheng smiled and said, "You are a little shallow in your practice. She is mean to her, you are yours. If you are mean, you will have more mean people to deal with it. Even if you are angry, she is not that way. Besides, aren't people like Si Lingzhu just one of the various aspects of life?"

"What does brother mean?"

Zhou Cheng looked into the distance and said, "Seeing all the states in the world can be considered a path to enlightenment. If everyone in the world is evil or everyone in the world is good, the world will be no longer colorful, and all that is left is boring like a pool of stagnant water..."

When the three of them heard this, they seemed to understand a little and stopped talking about this.

Zhou Chengdao: "Girl, please hand over the banner of the Twelve Dutian God Evil Formation. Most of the time I went down the mountain this time!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Shiqi took out the banner from the mustard seeds and handed it to Zhou Cheng, saying, "I haven't used it yet, and I don't know if it's as powerful as my brother said!"

Zhou Cheng took the banner and smiled and said, "It will be used soon, otherwise I wouldn't have to go down the mountain specifically for it."

Guiguzi seemed to realize something and asked carefully: "Does the teacher want to refine the formation?"

Zhou Cheng nodded, stroked the twelve flags and said, "The twelve flags and flags of the heavenly gods and evil formations were refined by the spirits of millions of people in our human race that year. Now in the great catastrophe, it is a killing weapon. However, its power is still a bit lacking, and it is difficult to achieve the ultimate killing of all directions. This time, the number of days has arrived, and the sacrifice of this formation will be combined in the future. It can be regarded as a way to make up for the cause and effect energy that the human race has suffered from that year."

The three of them couldn't help but think that it seemed that the thousands of human races did not die in vain.

"The time is here!" Zhou Cheng left three people behind and was about to go out, but Zhou Shiqi hurriedly followed and asked, "Brother, are you leaving so quickly? Where are you going?"
Chapter completed!