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

"This is definitely an exaggeration," Zhou Zheng shook his head, "I remember that the middle-aged scribe I saw in my dream was not very handsome."

"The name Chunyang Sword Immortal comes from the Chunyang Avenue practiced by Lu Dongbin. It is said that in the beginning of this practice, one should not be tainted by women, but in the end, one must rely on the power of women."

"Is there any other way to say this?"

Xiao Sheng added: "If the lonely sun doesn't grow, the lonely shade won't give birth."

"It is said," Li Zhiyong hesitated for a moment, but finally said it, "the idea of ​​harvesting yin to replenish yang originated from the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic and was carried forward by the Chunyang Sword Immortal."

"Pfft! Ahem! Ahem!"

Zhou Zheng glared at Li Zhiyong. Did he really have such a history of wandering in heaven in his previous life? If so, how could Fairy Baihua be so determined?!

How many past relationships does he have?

If everyone comes to Blue Star, then why don’t you practice cultivation? What if a few of them turn into hatred due to love, wouldn’t it be even worse?

Zhou Zheng sat there and fell into deep thought.

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

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

Nezha curled his lips, put down the comic book, and said leisurely outside the house:

"Lü Dongbin's technique is very special. It is the Chunyang Guiyi Jue created by the founder of the Sanqing Dynasty. It practices the innate Pure Yang Dao and must maintain its purity.

"This technique is also somewhat evil. Because it has accumulated too much pure Yang power, it is very attractive to female fairies. For those female fairies who need pure Yang power, it is very attractive and will naturally be attracted to it.

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"Many female immortals are trying hard to get married to Lu Dongbin, and the reason is that when he breaks through the last level of the martial arts - Pure Yang Sheng Wuji, and they can join him in dual cultivation, their own strength can take a big step forward.

"You have never had any sex in your previous life...I can vouch for you."

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

In this way, the only love I had in my previous life was the little Baihua who had been reincarnated.

Uh, why do you still feel a little disappointed deep down in your heart?

Zhou Zheng secretly sighed in his heart: 'Zhou Zheng, Zhou Zheng, I didn't expect you to be a hypocrite... Hey, I didn't say I was a gentleman either? It's so nice to be magnanimous, tsk tsk.'

"Stop calling me a master," Nezha said calmly, "In your previous life, you often went to my house to drink and befriend my father. I should call you uncle."

"Just call me Xiao Zhou."

"I'm reading a book. This children's book on the stars is really good."

Nezha waved his hand and continued to read the comic book, and soon burst into laughter.

Zhou Zheng suddenly felt refreshed.

The word love is indeed difficult to describe.

Suddenly hearing the sound of the door being pulled open, Zhou Zheng turned to look and saw that the barrier in the bathroom dissipated on its own, and a crystal-clear little foot poked out, followed by a calf as smooth as mutton-fat jade.

The room seemed to be filled with saxophone classics.

The calf slowly dropped, and the hem of the skirt slid down. The small but very handsome figure appeared in the door frame, making a rather seductive dance move.

Zhou Zheng: What the hell is this old cat lady doing?

She put on an ancient blue dress with high slits, and also put on exquisite nightclub makeup. She flipped up her long fluffy hair and winked lightly at Zhou Zheng:

"Master~ You won't become an emperor and ignore others~"

Zhou Zheng blinked, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and squinted at Ling Qin'er.

Isn’t it time for you to be a lolicon, a lolicon, or a stinky lolicon every day?

He said calmly: "Alas, this emperor is indeed getting better and better as he lives. Compared with the pet in my first life, you have nothing in common."

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

"They're all cats."

"puff!"

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

"That's right," Xiao Sheng muttered while holding her chin, "Squad leader, in your first life, you were the Qinghua Emperor of the East, and you transformed into Taiyi to save Ku Tianzun. Your pet seems to be the Nine-Headed Lion, the Nine-Ling Yuansheng, the famous demon... I

Go ahead, this old lion won’t attack you, right?”

Li Zhiyong frowned immediately.

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

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"It's safer to do a show," 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 us release the news first and see how the situation evolves," Li Zhiyong said. "I believe that Chunyang Sword Immortal and Dongji Qinghua alone can suppress many demon masters."

The few of them chatted for a while, and then Xiao Sheng volunteered and took Yue Wushuang to find an acquaintance of the general to find out how to 'sleepwalk in the underworld'.

Li Zhiyong returned to the first floor and continued to work on his own.

Zhou Zheng went outside the house and sat on the swing that instructor Xiaoyue climbed on before. The smile on his lips gradually faded, and he looked at the sky slightly lost in thought.

'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, with a smile as bright as a flower.

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

"well……"

Zhou Zheng scratched his head.

Don’t think about it anymore, go practice and become immortal as soon as possible!

The Great Emperor Qinghua of the East End who returned to the Ruins Realm is outrageous.

So, half a day later.

Dongling Zhenren, with a dark face, jumped into the villa and brought the second letter from Emperor Ziwei.

When Zhou Zheng opened the letter, he felt a little numb.

Is this the second wave of temptations from Emperor Ziwei? He said, ‘This person must be my uncle’, and ‘Only my uncle can lead Heaven to regain its lost glory’.

Zhou Zheng pondered for a few times, then immediately took a pen and paper and wrote a reply on the dining table.

In the letter, he appeared even more frightened, saying that he now had no spiritual power from his previous life, and no memory of his previous life, so he could only practice cultivation again, and he would definitely not be able to take on this important task.

Master Dongling took the reply letter with a dark face and left. Before leaving, he muttered something like "the gold content of the four great masters" and "the messenger from heaven is Taibai".

Zhou Zheng vaguely felt that Emperor Ziwei should have a third letter. If he refused again, Emperor Ziwei would borrow Po Xia Donkey and give him a relatively high sinecure.

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

Yes, this is basically the process.

A variant of Three Visits to the Thatched Cottage, he understands this.

Sure enough, on the third day.

Master Dong Ling, with disheveled hair and a livid face, held the third letter in front of Zhou Zheng, and then glared at Zhou Zheng fiercely.

Zhou Zheng gave up his smile, showed a somewhat apologetic smile to Master Dong Ling, and quickly wrote a reply.

But Zhou Zheng didn't expect that Master Dong Ling would come by himself on the fourth day, and what he brought back was a letter.

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

Zhou Zheng was confused and at a loss. Looking at the increasingly haggard old face of Master Dong Ling, he felt a little unbearable in his heart and wrote the eighth reply full of his heart.

He really can't be the boss, nor can he be the boss.

The eighth day.

"Can you please be happy?"

Master Dong Ling threw the fly whisk to the ground and stamped his feet several times.

"Can you please hurry up! Do something weird! There must be a limit to your posture! Aren't you tired and poor?

"I am the fourth great disciple of the Taoist sect and the fourth disciple of Sanqing. How come you two have become messengers? Sixteen letters! A total of sixteen letters! Have you finished it yet?"

"A true man calms down his anger, a true man calms down his anger."

Zhou Zheng said hurriedly: "I will definitely refuse outright this time!"

At that moment, Zhou Zheng became cruel, bit his finger and wrote four big characters on the white paper in front of him.

【I am really inappropriate】.
To be continued...