"Hey, Wushuang, have you noticed? Why do I feel that the squad leader has been depressed these days?"

The practice area on the top floor of Tianfu Hotel.

Xiao Sheng, who was meditating, muttered to Yue Wushuang beside him.

Yue Wushuang blinked: "I feel the same way. Did something happen? Did you have a fight with Yingying?"

"I didn't see any quarrel. We were in a couple before, talking and laughing."

Xiao Sheng looked at Yue Wushuang and said with a smile: "You have changed quite a lot since becoming an immortal. Your skin was not so white or dewy before."

Yue Wushuang looked at Xiao Sheng with a smile, a long sword resting on her lap.

"Brother Xiao?"

"Hey, tell me, you are a girl, you don't have to call me brother all the time," Xiao Sheng scratched his head, "It makes me a little embarrassed."

Clang!

The sword was half an inch out of its sheath, and a cold light shone on Xiao Sheng's eyes, making him shiver.

"You can shut up if you don't know how to speak."

"Okay, okay."

Xiao Sheng responded repeatedly, and when Yue Wushuang wasn't paying attention, he flew away, causing Yue Wushuang to give him a blank look.

Xiao Sheng secretly thought that she had a weird personality.

Yue Wushuang secretly scolded this idiot for not understanding the style.

But the chat between the two was not a voice transmission, but a direct conversation, which could be regarded as waking up the dreamer with one word.

funeral?

Bing Ning, who was practicing by the window, was thoughtful. She recalled Zhou Zheng's past few days and found that he would indeed sigh and scratch his head sometimes, and his eyes were not as sharp as before, as if he was worried.

This is no small matter.

Cultivation is about cultivating the mind. If the mind is frustrated, it will have a big impact.

Bing Ning got up and went to the temporary bar she had set up, made a cup of hot tea, placed it on a tray, and knocked on Zhou Zheng's door.

The door opened on its own, and Zhou Zheng, who was meditating on the bed, looked up.

"Teacher, what's wrong?"

"Isn't Yingying here?"

"She went to train the dragon guards," Zhou Zheng said with a smile. "She said that if you don't show off the dragon's power often and you can't suppress the dragons, you should set up more defenses nearby."

Bing Ning did not close the door, brought tea inside, and said slowly: "Have you had any difficulty in practicing recently?"

"It's pretty smooth," Zhou Zheng blinked, "Is there something wrong with my practice?"

Bing Ning leaned against the railing, her ice blue dress slipping slightly, giving her slender figure a bit more graceful beauty.

She stared at Zhou Zheng, who felt inexplicably guilty when she saw him.

"Well, that's fine." Bing Ning looked away, "The landscape painting is already being repaired. It will be sent over immediately after it is repaired. I will try to give you as much time as possible to practice."

Zhou Zheng smiled and said: "When will the instructor become a golden immortal?"

Bing Ning shook her head: "It takes opportunity, otherwise it will take a long time to accumulate."

Zhou Zheng couldn't help but have some thoughts.

Xiaojin and Xiaoyin said that the third catastrophe had nothing to do with practice, but that it was for him to sharpen his will. If he could bring Instructor Bing Ning with him for the fourth catastrophe, the instructor might also benefit.

I just don’t know if I can directly recommend candidates for ‘rescue’ to Laojun.

The two talked about the practice, and they chatted for a while without realizing it. Bing Ning turned her head and glanced at the open door, and said calmly: "Don't forget to drink the tea. I went to practice. If you have anything on your mind, I don't know." Anyone can talk to me and talk to me."

After saying that, he turned around and left, leaving only a faint scent of jasmine in the room.

Zhou Zheng smiled, stood up and walked to the desk, picked up some tea and moistened his mouthpiece, feeling relaxed and happy.

Is it because I have been thinking about Empress Houtu’s words these days, so I act a little negative?

He took the teacup to the window, opened the curtains, and looked at the spiritual birds flying around in the yard and Lingqin'er resting in human form under the tree, the smile on his lips became stronger.

Tsk, he still has two fairy eggs. He will give them to Wushuang and Brother Xiao later and let them hatch them and play with them.

'This world is hopeless.'

Empress Houtu sighed and spoke in a pessimistic tone.

This is actually quite interesting.

Zhou Zheng smiled with squinted eyes, and a famous god he had come into contact with emerged in his heart.

Instructors like Bing Ning and Xiao Yue are full of expectations for the future and want to achieve their goals through their own efforts, so they give people a sense of positivity.

A transcendent Buddhist master like Guanyin seems to know some answers, but he cannot express them to himself and does not reveal his state of mind. However, other Buddhist masters, such as the black bear spirit who is peacefully studying at this moment, and the madly ranking next door to save all sentient beings.

Mu Zha and Hong Hai'er have a kind of open-mindedness that ignores the worldly affairs.

In other words, it is the Buddhist kind of ‘patience’ that is acceptable no matter what the road ahead is.

Nezha is anxious.

The third prince hadn't even recovered from his injuries, so he began to secretly investigate the whereabouts of King Li Tian.

As far as Zhou Zheng knew, Nezha secretly went to Tianchi, but the place was deserted. After the second assassination, dozens of members of the Jietian Sect either left or went underground.

, abandoned the fairy palace there.

From this perspective, Zhou Zheng admired Wang Shan who killed his ninth incarnation even more.

Although Wang Shan was deceived and deceived by others, and his own values ​​were shaken by the fall of Heaven, so that he could not distinguish right from wrong and was paranoid and radical, he was indeed doing things and was willing to work hard to change the status quo.

Like Wang Shan, there is Yang Jian who is fighting with the way of heaven, and most of the immortals in the Futian Alliance.

Everyone still believes that evil cannot prevail against good.

Everyone also believes that the disaster does not lead to a tragic ending.

Zhou Zheng had long ago felt the expectations of these immortals and gods for him, as well as the pressure that the expectations turned into.

Before I knew it, the tea in the cup was all gone.

Zhou Zheng shook the tea residue and exhaled softly.

It's time to cheer up after being depressed for a few days.

In fact, Queen Houtu said something wrong.

It’s not that this world is hopeless.

What is hopeless is just living beings. Heaven and earth exist objectively, and matter and energy are conserved in the universe. In a sense, living beings only add color to heaven and earth, rather than giving them any meaning.

Whether it is heart-based or reason-based, they all exaggerate the significance of human thinking to objective matter.

The great road does not exist in living beings.

The great road only exists in nature.

Zhou Zheng closed his eyes, a wisp of breeze passed by around him, and his aura surged for a moment, and then he quickly disappeared.

Opening his eyes, Zhou Zheng felt that his head was clear and his eyesight was clear, and his Taoist realm had also improved slightly.

But what followed was that his Pure Yang Wuji Kung was about to take action.

Because Zhou Zheng's Dao realm improves quickly, the first few levels of this skill will indeed improve relatively quickly, and the disaster arranged by Laojun is based on the breakthrough of his Pure Yang Wuji skill...

Press it.

Let everyone prepare for a few more days, and not be too hasty or too sudden like last time.

Buzz, buzz!

The vibrating sound of a mobile phone came from the bed. Zhou Zheng raised his hand to take a picture of the mobile phone. He found that it was a voice call from Feng Qing and clicked to connect it.

"Has the Wind King wiped out those karmic monsters?"

"Send it to Futian Alliance the day after tomorrow."

Feng Qing's voice was a little dull and he whispered: "You are not as easy to talk as you usually appear."

Zhou Zheng clicked his tongue: "To each other, you are not as gentle as you usually behave."

"If you cheated me, I would really die without a burial place."

Feng Qing sighed softly: "My cousin and I will go there right away. Give me your address."

"Longchen City Tianfu Hotel," Zhou Zheng said, "If I am attacked next, it will definitely be the news you leaked."

"snort!"

Feng Qing hung up the phone directly.

Zhou Zheng blinked, can't this guy take a joke?

He immediately sent a message to Ao Ying, saying that the maid the demon clan wanted to donate was here.
To be continued...