Strange, why does Uncle Fu sound so weak today?

And he didn't say anything when he called him. First he asked him how he was doing, whether he had met anyone important, etc., and then he laughed happily for a while and talked about how "Bob" was doing back then.

"Uncle Fu, what's wrong with you? Is there anything specific?"

Zhou Zheng asked with concern, his worry was palpable.

"It's okay," Uncle Fu said with a smile, "I'm just getting older and I want to find someone to chat with. You should work on it first. When you are free, you can bring your little girlfriend over for dinner."

"She's not in Longchen recently. I'll see you when I have time."

"You are busy with your business. If you have nothing else to do, hang up now."

At Fumanduo Clinic, Uncle Fu put down his phone and raised his eyebrows slightly.

The Bodhisattva neither revealed the identity of our old pig nor told Xiao Zhou what his identity was in his previous life.

Hi, that’s great!

Uncle Fu squinted his eyes and smiled, feeling secretly happy at the thought of hearing Xiao Zhou call "Bai Bai" for a few more years.

'Hey, whoever likes to wade through this muddy water, anyway, we just came here to return a favor and wait for little Zhou Chengxian to run away immediately.'

Fu Bo skillfully opened the takeout app [Are you full?] and started today’s shopping.

The Third Industrial Island Special Operations Group Station;

In front of the team villa;

When Zhou Zheng put down his cell phone, his mind was still a little messy. Uncle Fu's call didn't make him feel happy, and the figure of a black bear kept crossing his eyes.

Why did he come back? Is the Bodhisattva so relieved about this bear? Isn't this a demon?

If Mr. Black Bear turns towards the demon... the consequences will be disastrous.

Zhou Zheng thought carefully for a while before writing a reply to Heixiong Jingfa:

'I wonder if Brother Xiong wants to fully experience the local customs and customs of Blue Star, or simply wants to understand Blue Star's knowledge system?'

Buzz, buzz!

The black bear spirit replied instantly: 'Knowledge is more important, customs and customs are of no use to a monk like me. The teacher does not want to participate in the dispute between the Futian League and the Jietian Sect, and the young monk does not dare to cause any trouble to the teacher.'

Zhou Zheng felt at ease, this black bear spirit should be considered a neutral camp.

'Then you can apply for a job as a library worker. You can have direct access to all kinds of books. Blue Star has a vast knowledge. If Brother Xiong is a little bored, come to my place for tea at any time.'

‘(laughing) The young monk must not be disturbed from now on.’

Zhou Zheng posted an old-school emoji, with a bright red flower paired with a few bold characters, which is more in line with Mr. Black Bear’s temperament.

The three Luojia heroes left, but not all of them.

Zhou Zheng stood in front of the door for a while, feeling something in his heart. He simply closed his eyes and concentrated, and gradually fell into concentration.

As the breeze blew by, a smile soon appeared on Zhou Zheng's lips, and the figure of Master Guanyin slowly emerged in his heart. The soft light and easy-going Taoist rhyme made Zhou Zheng vaguely gain something.

To save all sentient beings, the wonderful sound contemplates the world.

Taoism and Buddhism have no boundaries, they are all here.

Gradually, a ray of golden light appeared around Zhou Zheng, and his aura seemed to become longer, as if there was a trend of breakthrough.

Lingqin'er in the cat's nest let out a light sigh and looked longingly towards the door for a while.

When did this guy practice Buddhism?

Lingqin'er shook her head vigorously, decided not to care about this man's peculiarities, and lay there deep in thought.

Really, she had never thought that a cat's life could be so wonderful.

The moment Guanyin appeared, Lingqin'er really wanted to turn into a human form, find a chair and sit down, perform the salted fish emoticon, and then let out a heartfelt sigh——

"I no longer have such worldly worries!"

Having said that, I, the 'contract partner' I picked up for free, seems to be something special.

Lingqin'er suddenly remembered the night when she decided who would be the one to be sacrificed and signed the more vicious 'returning contract'.

Although it was Lord Xiaoyue who called her name in the end, at that time, she was also one of the three spirits who took the initiative to come forward.

'It's your choice.'

Lingqin'er smiled with narrowed eyes, lying in the spiritual stone nest, and played with the lotus seed a few times with her cat's paws.

'Meow meow, it's pretty good.'

…

Is there something wrong with this King Qingyuan?

In front of the computer screen, Demon King Feng Qing's handsome face was full of impatience.

He was just halfway through the dungeon when he received a summons from King Qingyuan, asking seven or eight demon kings to hold an online meeting.

Meetings are held every day, meetings are held every day. If this broken lion were not the great-great-grandson of Jiuling Yuan Sheng, and their declining Qingqiu clan could not afford to offend him, Feng Qing would have called him a monster long ago!

Feng Qing turned his head and glanced around, then casually nodded at a demon general who looked quite smart:

"You, come here and type a copy for me. If you can't bear it, you can shave your hair and get into the frying pan tonight."

"Young man, I obey. Don't worry, Your Majesty. Even if my little one is shattered to pieces, the powerful enemy here will never come back!"

The demon general crawled over tremblingly, and when Feng Qing turned around and left, the demon general breathed a sigh of relief, frowned at the screen in front of him, slowly moved the mouse, and lit the 'small TV' button.

Doesn’t the king know that the output of his number when automatically on-hook is much higher than his manual operation?

A few minutes later.

Feng Qing once again put on the show of the Demon King, and summoned a bunch of beautiful maids to put on charming poses. After successfully connecting, several other Demon Kings cast envious looks.

The women of the Fox tribe have been very charming since ancient times, but unfortunately they are now protected by wind chimes, and it is difficult for them to raise a few to play with.

King Qingyuan was still sitting behind the slightly domineering desk, with a sinister expression on his face and a slight sneer on his lips.

"Everyone, Mu Zha and Hong Hai'er have returned to Luojia Mountain. Mu Zha appeared in the front yard of the temple a moment ago."

The eyes of the seven demon kings connected to the conference suddenly lit up.

A demon king said happily: "Mu Zha and others are going back now?"

"It seems that the Black Wind King who came with the second meteor was the one who called Mu Zha back."

"Master Guanyin is not biased towards their Futian Alliance! King Black Wind is also from our Holy Spirit clan after all. Mu Zha is called back, which is great news for us."

'Ah, these yes men.'

Feng Qing cursed in his heart, somewhat unable to stand it anymore, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, please note that we still don't know why Mu Zha stayed in Blue Star."

"It does not matter!"

King Qingyuan waved his hand:

"Why should the Wind King be so cautious?

"Mu Zha has been recalled, and Master Guanyin's attitude has been completely made clear!

"Now the vitality of Buddhism has been greatly reduced, and most of the Buddhas have disappeared without a trace. Their Buddhism has committed many sins against our Holy Spirit clan before. Our clan has not asked their Buddhism to settle the matter. It has been repaying evil with kindness.

"Today you and I will discuss how to deal with this reincarnated immortal."

King Qingyuan raised his hand, and the secretary on the side skillfully operated the remote control and called up several slides.

Zhou Zheng’s figure was circled;

By the way, there is also a map of Longchen City, an aerial view of the Third Industrial Island, and the location of Zhou Zheng's team's villa.

"Now, I have given two plans for everyone to discuss together.

"First, send someone to sneak in, contact this reincarnated immortal, and find out his past life identity and strength. After confirming these, decide whether to win over him or force him to leave the Futian Alliance and become a Xiaoyao Immortal.

"Second, in order to prevent the other party from becoming a serious problem for us, we should kill him as soon as possible before he becomes an immortal.

"Please give me your opinion."

The meeting was silent for a few seconds before Feng Qing spoke first:

"I choose the first one. To be on the safe side, there is no need to anger the Futian Alliance. If the Futian Alliance suddenly dispatches experts because of this matter, you and I will be in a very difficult situation."

King Qingyuan's eyes burst out with a little light, and he said slowly: "Then I will choose the second one."

Feng Qing frowned slightly.

King Qingyuan smiled and said calmly:

"How can we achieve great things by playing it safe? My ancestor is watching you and me.

"Perhaps you don't know that the ancestors met a few days ago and discussed the war with the Futian Alliance. Now our Saint Clan still has the upper hand everywhere, but the Futian Alliance is like the maggot of the tarsal bones. Through the Heavenly Court,

The last little bit of information is stubborn and unresponsive, stubbornly resisting.

"The idea of ​​several of my ancestors is to choose a few battlefields to put pressure on the Futian Alliance, and use the endless advantages of our spiritual clan to exhaust their resources as quickly as possible.

"We have the backbone of the Futian Alliance here, two divine generals, and hundreds of immortal gods registered in the heavenly register. If we can swallow them, how can the ancestors not see you and me?
To be continued...