Heaven's Last Big Boss

Zhou Zheng shook his head slightly, knowing what the monster race here was doing.

"The karma demon ran away cleanly." Xiao Sheng shook his head regretfully, "I haven't fought for a long time, and I feel like my bones are rusted."

Nezha said calmly, "Go to practice?"

Xiao Sheng's eyes lit up: "Is it really possible? I want to know how far the gap between myself and the top experts is. My God, please don't hold back."

Nezha nodded slightly, then hesitated.

Don't hold back?

What should I do if the second is up?

Nezha asked, "Emperor, can you?"

"Go," Zhou Zheng smiled and waved his hands, "There's no need to shy away from it, just hit them in front of them."

But there are also considerations for taking the initiative to let Nezha show up.

At the moment, Nezha and Xiao Sheng flew outside a big city here, each exuding momentum and cohesive Taoism. Although Xiao Sheng was immediately overwhelmed by Nezha, Brother Xiao's fighting spirit was still high.

With a whistling sound, Xiao Sheng charged with a gun.

Nezha also saved Brother Xiao's face, but he didn't really use his strength at first, let Xiao Sheng have a good time first.

It's not that he is unreasonable, it's just that he doesn't bother to care about these trivial matters.

Zhou Zheng smiled and said: "Let's go down too, find a place to have a good meal, and experience the customs and customs here."

Everyone agreed, put away the flying boat, drove the auspicious clouds, and headed towards a tall building in the city where there were still demon clan activities.

Zhou Zheng landed on the top of the tall building, looked around at the layout here, and could see that this place should be a place of joy for the monsters on weekdays, with a pavilion-like structure and hanging curtains everywhere.

Looking up, you can see the carved beams and painted pillars, and you can see the blue sky and white clouds in the distance; the gentle breeze blows slowly, which is refreshing.

Zhou Zheng calmly found a soft cushion, sat cross-legged with everyone, and said with a smile:

"The shopkeeper? Isn't there a shopkeeper here?"

A few figures on the left crawled out tremblingly, and before they got close, they knelt on the ground with a few thuds, kowtowing like garlic.

"Grandpa Dijun, spare your life! Grandpa Dijun, spare your life! We were just left by my king to guard the property here! We don't eat people!"

Zhou Zheng laughed and said, "If you eat people, do you think you can still stand here? Go and prepare us some good wine and food."

Rumble!

There was a thundering drum sound outside the city, and the whole city was trembling constantly.

But Nezha used his strength and began to beat Xiao Sheng.

Those little monsters kowtowed to Zhou Zheng again and again as if they were pardoned, then turned around and ran, rushing towards the cooking stove.

Fortunately, the chef didn't run away.

"It's boring." Lao Di Ting stretched his sleeves, and took out two jugs of fine wine, "These monsters fled without fighting, leaving this place full of absurdity. It's really boring."

Jin Ling'er said with a smile, "Senior, don't you think this is bad? It would be nice if we could live in peace."

Lao Di listened and said with a smile: "That's what I said, but it won't have the effect of fighting demons."

But Bing Ning said seriously: "I always feel that they will attack you and me somewhere in the back road."

"That's right," Li Zhiyong nodded, "I also feel the same way. Unless the group of ancestors of the Yaozu suddenly recited Buddhist scriptures, they would definitely attack us once, even if they were pretending."

Xiaoyue said with a smile: "Suddenly, I feel that the enemy is a paper tiger, which can be broken with one poke."

"That's what Laojun is keeping for us."

Zhou Zheng said with lingering fear: "At that time, the shot of Heavenly Dao came from nowhere. Shan suddenly appeared and blocked the shot for me, I'm afraid something will happen."

Everyone comforted each other warmly.

Xiaoyue wondered, "Where's Wang Shan? Why didn't I see it when I came here?"

"It's back to the furnace," Zhou Zheng shook his head, "He didn't stay for a conversation, he stopped the shot and went back. Laojun used the gossip furnace to temper him, let him suffer, and gave him a chance."

Di Ting murmured: "The last one who was refined seems to be the Great Sage..."

"Don't think about it," Zhou Zheng could only smile wryly, "Wang Lingguan killed my ninth life, this grudge is a bit big, I can't accept walking with him."

Bing Ning blinked her thin eyelids, and asked softly, "How is Dapeng now?"

"Let me see."

Zhou Zheng put the demon refining pot by his hand, closed his eyes and concentrated on it, and then sighed: "Don't move."

"Shouldn't he be dead?" Xiaoyue couldn't help shouting.

Zhou Zheng smiled and shook his head, then tapped with his fingertips, a cloud mirror appeared in front of everyone, and the situation inside the demon refining pot was revealed in the cloud mirror.

The pot formed the heaven and the earth, the sky was like a mill, the earth was like a plate, and countless ancient talismans shone with light.

Right in the middle of the millstone, the roc was lying there covered in blood, his eyes blurred and empty, and his mouth kept murmuring.

All the immortals took a deep breath.

How powerful the body of the roc is, it has turned into such a miserable appearance.

However, this is only the appearance.

Zhou Zheng tapped his finger again, and the image in the cloud mirror stretched rapidly, piercing into Dapeng's forehead, revealing the illusion that Dapeng was experiencing at the moment.

It was a sea of ​​blood.

The boundless and endless sea of ​​blood was surging with waves that poured into the sky, and giant dragons roared continuously.

The young roc hid behind several old women, watching those falling figures.

A big hand suddenly grabbed Dapeng's ankle, dragging him into the endless sea of ​​blood. Dapeng kept shouting and struggling, but it just sank deeper and deeper, sinking in the sea of ​​blood.

The screen turned again.

The juvenile-looking roc turned into its own body, spreading its wings and soaring amidst the thunderstorms.

It rushed to a large city where creatures of various races gathered, proudly showing off its feathers, but didn't pay much attention.

It became angry from embarrassment, it shouted sharply, and golden thunderbolts fell from the sky, instantly shattering the entire city.

Afterwards, it stood blankly on top of the ruins, looking at the shivering creatures and the remaining corpses of those creatures, the whole person seemed a little confused.

The sound of chanting suddenly sounded.

A huge Buddha's palm fell from the air, and a huge sword cut horizontally under his feet.

Dapeng barely resisted, was cut in half by the giant sword, smashed into pieces by the Buddha's palm, the ground under his feet suddenly fell like a broken jigsaw puzzle, and his head continued to fall.

The screen changes again.

Both the middle-aged Mipeng and the elderly Mipeng are on the stage.

New illusions keep appearing, new tortures keep appearing.

The confusion in his eyes keeps deepening, he is thinking, seeking epiphany; he is meditating, seeking detachment.

But after all, he can't realize it, and he can't escape it. Whenever he has a realization, he will experience death.

To do evil is death, to do good is also death, endless experience, endless death.

It seemed that he was going to go through all the hardships he could imagine, but after these hardships, there was no sunshine.

Zhou Zheng brushed his left hand over, and the cloud mirror slowly dissipated.

All the immortals sitting there are silent.

Di Ting said with emotion: "This kind of criminal law is more severe than Laojun's alchemy furnace."

"Actually, it's not enough," Zhou Zheng said slowly, "I actually don't support giving such vicious people a chance to repent. If they can repent, then what is it for normal people to persist in doing good? Of course, my point of view is a bit extreme. , and we need the extreme speed of the Roc, so I have to use him too."

But Bing Ning said: "You are too deeply bound by worldly concepts."

"No, Bingning," Zhou Zheng laughed, "This is not a bondage, but a framework."

"frame?"

"Well," Zhou Zheng said, "Restraining freedom and regulating oneself is the foundation of order. Why did we leave Blue Star? Isn't it just to let this order run through Star Road again?"

Bing Ning looked thoughtful, with a small smile on the corner of her mouth, slightly nodded to Zhou Zheng, and inadvertently laughed:

"However, I don't have to be bound like this, and of course I won't do evil."

"That's good."

Zhou Zheng laughed and said, "Probably, I'm just an ordinary person."

Xiaoyue looked left and right, and suddenly smelled something unusual.

Tengu tilted his head to express his confusion.

……

Zhou Zheng and the others didn't stay on this star for a long time, they ate and drank enough, enjoyed the scenery here, then set up the flying boat swaggeringly, and continued along the route they had set.

They are not careless.

Afraid of being attacked halfway, Li Zhiyong first released two paper Taoists to explore the way.

Afraid of being attacked by the Dao of Heaven, Zhou Zheng sacrificed the Tai Chi Diagram of the Lingtai at all times.

They are even afraid of making the low-level mistake of 'getting lost', looking over and over again at a star map.

Truth Listening also exerts its supernatural powers throughout the process, constantly listening to the voices of all beings everywhere, and will immediately remind them as soon as it detects the accumulation of negative emotions such as tyranny and anger.

Play for fun, make trouble for trouble, and Di Ting will not make jokes about major events in the Three Realms.

However, Yaozu just didn't move.

Jietianjiao is like a girl who has received money and is lying flat, waiting on the bed with her eyes closed.

After walking for three stars in a row, they all looked about the same.

A slap doesn't make a sound.

This reduced their ostentation in the market by half.

However, Zhou Zheng was not worried about not being able to show off.

The roc is about to complete its domestication.

Zhou Zheng decided to hold a grand apprentice acceptance ceremony in front of all the monsters.

Chapter 252 I Want to Stop the Murderer and Make a Rumor

"Public acceptance?"

In the flying boat, when they heard Zhou Zheng's plan, the expressions of all the immortals were a little hesitant.

It wasn't any other reason, the main reason was that Dapeng Bird's reputation was too bad, and Zhou Zheng's reputation was easily dragged down due to his vicious reputation.

Apprentice and thug are two concepts.

Moreover, secretly accepting apprentices and openly accepting apprentices are two different natures.

Zhou Zheng laughed and said, "I accept disciples in the name of Qinghua Buddha, isn't it just in line with Buddhist teachings? I think it shouldn't be a big problem. And I have said beforehand that I only accept him for a hundred years, and let him go free after a hundred years. Death has nothing to do with me."

Bing Ning said: "There is always something wrong, the identity difference is too big, how did he take such a chance."

Li Zhiyong said from the side: "It's not easy to talk about the matter of accepting an apprentice for a hundred years. If you accept an apprentice, you accept it. There is no need to add a deadline, otherwise it will be easier for people to gossip."

Zhou Zheng nodded and looked at the others.

Nezha sat slumped in the teacher's chair, calmly looking at a comic that had been flipped through many times, and did not intend to participate in this topic.

Seeing that Zhou Zheng had already made up his mind, the others naturally wouldn't say much.

Zhou Zheng is not arbitrary, he has already released the news about this matter in advance, let Emperor Ziwei and Futian League know in advance, and have enough time to give him opinions.

Not only that, Zhou Zheng also specifically pointed out in the news released with the paper figurine that the venue for the acceptance ceremony was set to be the seventh star in their previously announced itinerary.

——He still wants to attract the ancestors of the monster race to fight.

In order to cooperate with Zhou Zheng's plan, they deliberately slowed down and gave Juetianjiao enough time to make arrangements; they simply traveled all the way to the mountains and rivers, eating, drinking and having fun, just like an outing.

I don't know how many masters of the monster clan, watching Zhou Zheng and his party hate to the point of bleeding gums;

I don't know how many demons on the Jietianjiao side are re-evaluating the glorious future depicted by the Jietianjiao.