"Ha ha ha ha!"

Emperor Ziwei put his hands on his hands and laughed: "Wonderful! This person in charge of the tribulation is really a wonderful person. He actually broke Kui Mulang's heart!"

"Emperor," Master Dong Ling said with a frown, "Are you really not going to send some reinforcements over there? Even one or two Golden Immortals would be good."

"Send some," Emperor Ziwei waved his hand, "Since Lord Lou Jinxing is returning with Kui Mulang, then we will select three Thunder Gods to go to Blue Star for reinforcements; later Lord Lou Jinxing will go to meet the enemy head-on."

"Emperor, how do you plan to deal with Kuimu Lang?"

Emperor Ziwei's smile gradually faded, and his eyes contained a bit of golden light.

He was silent for a while, and the immortals and gods didn't ask any questions, but just waited quietly.

"This is a bit tricky."

Emperor Ziwei leaned sideways and raised his hand to rub his brow:

"Kui Mulang is a traitor to Heaven. He should be killed in order to rectify the name of the Heavenly Alliance. However, Kui Mulang is one of the Twenty-Eight Constellations and is considered a rare master nowadays."

"Emperor, how can you condone the rebels? I'm afraid the foundation is wrong."

"Kui Mulang's rebellion was also forced by the old rules of heaven."

An old immortal sighed:

"We gather together to reshape Heaven, to modify the old Heaven, and to protect the people of the three realms.

"Nowadays, the Jietian Sect is becoming more and more powerful, the demon clan is difficult to seal, evil spirits are scurrying around, and Buddhism has evaded the world. Therefore, Kuimulang should be given a way to survive, banned with magical treasures, and allowed to serve the Futian Alliance to repay the previous blood debt.

"Your Majesty, think twice."

"Okay," Emperor Ziwei waved his hand, "Let's suppress Kui Mulang for three years and endure hardships to see if he really has the intention to change."

All the immortals and gods should bow their heads.

"It's this person who is in charge of the tribulation."

Emperor Ziwei chuckled, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said softly: "Do you know his identity?"

All the gods and gods shook their heads.

Emperor Ziwei said calmly: "The time has not yet come. When he returns, I will let him take my position."

All the immortals and gods were shocked, but they didn't know what Emperor Ziwei meant when he said this.

Are the two going to have a fight?

"Master Dong Ling?" Emperor Ziwei called softly.

Master Dong Ling flicked his fly whisk, bowed his head with a smile and saluted: "Please give me your instructions, the emperor."

"Excuse me, Master, please go to Blue Star again," Emperor Ziwei waved his fingers, and an empty scabbard came slowly, "Give this to Zhou Zheng, and there is nothing else to say."

"Follow the emperor's orders."

Master Dong Ling held the scabbard with both hands and felt that it contained a mysterious Taoist charm.

In an instant, Master Dong Ling understood that this should have been worn by Zhou Zheng in his previous life, but was found by Emperor Ziwei. It should have been picked up in the ruins of Heaven.

Is this forcibly accelerating Zhou Zheng's awakening?

Is there any needle felt on the throne? Emperor Ziwei couldn't wait to throw down his clothes and run away.

What is the path behind this?

Master Dongling carefully considered it, and the fog in his heart seemed to slowly dissipate.

Dong Ling Zhenren, who had been guessing who Zhou Zheng was before, was stunned for a moment, and then his face showed surprise. He shook his head and chuckled, put away the scabbard, turned around and flew out of the hall on a cloud.

…

Zhou Zheng was dreaming again.

The content of the dream this time was not much, and it was also divided into upper and lower parts. Like the old rule, the dream in the first half showed the situation in the previous life.

In the dream, I was dressed in white, wearing a hair scarf, sitting under the peach blossom tree, sitting among the flowers, sitting on the Yanliu embankment, sitting in a boat on the mirror-like lake, always with the smile of the fairy in front of me.

.

They are flowers and peonies.

Sometimes she dances gracefully, sometimes she concentrates on cultivating flowers and plants, and sometimes she brings honey water and fine wine.

Everything is presented from Zhou Zheng's main perspective.

They once traveled on clouds to the divine temples of the Immortal Palace, walked in the mortal world in search of two bunches of delicious candied haws, and admired the scenery in the underworld where the sky was low and dim.

Zhou Zheng could feel the emotions carried by these memory fragments.

It is stable and joyful.

But what makes Zhou Zheng slightly relieved is...

There are no large-scale pictures in the dream. At most, they are fingers intertwined and eyes facing each other under the tree.

It seems that God does not allow it;

And Baihua is also waiting for a status.

At the end of the first half of the dream, Zhou Zheng's main perspective fell from the sky to the mortal world.

There were several more figures in front of Zhou Zheng.

Ao Ying, wearing a light white short skirt, stood in front of him aggrievedly. There were two cute dragon horns on her head, and her small mouth was so pouty that it could hang two bottles of vinegar.

'Zhou, our love doesn't count anymore. We've hugged each other and kissed each other. I didn't expect Baihua Fairy to be able to interfere.'

Count it, why doesn’t it count?

Zhou Zheng was a little anxious, but he seemed to be unable to speak in his dream.

‘Xiao Zheng.’

A soft call came, and Zhou Zheng turned to look over. Ye Yan'er appeared in front of him wearing a faded black dress with her hands behind her back.

"Men can't break their promises. We agreed, I'll marry you, we've hooked up."

Sister! That was a hook drawn when I was four or five years old!

At this time.

Bing Ning held her smooth chin, wearing an ice blue dress and her hair in a flowing bun, and walked by slowly, with some thoughts in her eyes.

Zhou Zheng:......

Teacher Bing, why are you here to join in the fun?

Ah, this is my dream.

Zhou Zheng bent his legs and kowtowed to Teacher Bing Ning in his dream to apologize.

'caught you.'

There seemed to be a soft call behind his ears, and Zhou Zheng felt that he was being hugged again. He turned around and saw the pretty face of Baihua Fairy.

I seem to have seen this scene somewhere.

But then, the scene changed, and a wooden building appeared in front of him.

The window was filled with potted plants, and flowers were blooming. The Flower Fairy stood leaning against the window, looking out the window with a somewhat absent-minded look, and her face looked a little haggard.

'Have you passed away? He is not you after all.'

Zhou Zheng stopped and looked around, feeling a little helpless for no reason.

Ah, I called Kui Mulang a bastard. My ninth life ago, I seemed to be a bit of a bastard too.

Difficult to handle.

On the sofa, Zhou Zheng opened his eyes, and the two layers of barriers dissipated on their own.

He stared at the ceiling in trance for a while, until the Baihua Fairy propped herself up on the back of the sofa and leaned in front of him.

"Are you awake? Do you have a headache? You haven't become an immortal yet, so it's too early for Baihua Brewing."

Zhou Zheng unconsciously lowered his gaze, then immediately closed his eyes and muttered as quietly as a mosquito:

"Fairy, clothes."

"Um?"

Baihua Fairy lowered her head and glanced down, then her pretty face flushed, she stood up holding the collar of her dress, and smiled softly: "Oh no, my reputation has been ruined now, I really want you to be responsible."

Zhou Zheng raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, and whispered: "Fairy, please don't make trouble, I'm very upset right now."

"By the way, we have a visitor at home. You have been asleep for most of the day."

"Um?"

Zhou Zheng sat up despite his headache, and suddenly felt the terrifying aura coming from the restaurant.

Turn around and look.

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