Zhengdao wind review was killed

When Ning Zhi was woken up by the alarm, he was in a daze.Sitting in front of his pure black desk, looking at the familiar computer, he felt an inexplicable sense of distortion.Complicated emotions, emotional conflicts, in a word, I wish I could lie down in place and return to my dream again.

Of course, he didn't do that in the end, and his strong self-control played a key role.

This is also the reason why Ning Zhi hopes that he can get out of the dream as soon as possible - he finds that he is more and more nostalgic for the world that can be cultivated.But reality should be his foundation and the ultimate destination for his survival. He is very afraid that if he continues to indulge in this way, the next step will be a mental hospital.

It was still pitch black outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the building, with little traffic and nothing but silence.

Migrant worker Ning Zhi had already forced himself to devote himself to his work after drinking a cup of overnight cold coffee.This good self-management, at first glance, looks like old leeks of capitalism.Before dawn, Ning Zhi entered all the ending content in his memory into the document.The public relations project that tormented their entire project team for five days was finally won.

"Yeah!" Ning Zhi couldn't help moaning when he pressed the Enter key for the last time.

The morning sun just broke through the thick stratus clouds and rose tenaciously to the east.Outside the company building located in the CBD, for some reason, there is no bustling traffic in the past, and the depressed ones can only see the sanitation workers still working hard to beautify the city.The sunlight climbed up the tall building little by little, illuminating Ning Zhi's office and other employees outside the translucent glass cubicle.

The entire project team didn't go home last night, and worked overtime to complete the final work.

Not long after Ning Zhi returned to work, the female colleagues woke up one after another and went to wash and put on makeup together.When all the men were yawning and unkempt and studying for breakfast, a few urban beauties had taken on a new look, and once again raised their delicate and expensive smiles.

When Ning Zhi passed the document to Rita, the deputy team leader, he couldn't help asking: "Didn't you say that the company has no opposite sex worthy of your makeup?"

"That's right." Rita brushed her long chestnut hair slightly curly.She looked at Ning Zhi with a little regret, thinking that if you hadn't made up your mind to have a relationship with work, maybe I would have continued to work hard.

Ning Zhi was really good-looking, with thin eyelids, a high nose bridge, a gentle conversation, and a capable demeanor. Coupled with a well-tailored suit and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses in a bag, he suddenly had the aura of an abstinent elite.Few people in the company didn't fall for the first time they met Supervisor Ning. Unfortunately, Goddess was interested, but King Xiang was unintentional. No matter how much blood there was, they were defeated by the little fairy Job. Rita once suspected that she might attend the wedding of her boss and her work in the future.

"But today is Saturday. After we finish working overtime, I have a date with my sisters for dinner." You don't need to wear makeup when you meet the opposite sex in the company, but you can't meet the sisters whose friendship is not so strong!

It was only then that Ning Zhi remembered that it happened to be Saturday when he got the project on Monday.No wonder there are so few cars outside the company. This is the case in the CBD. On weekdays, it is crowded and the roads on the mobile map can turn dark black, and on rest days, it can be empty like a ghost town.The life of the two worlds switching back and forth made Ning Zhi a little insensitive to the changes of the date.

"After you have compiled all the proposals and materials, send them to Party A to see when they can give feedback. If there is nothing serious, everyone can go home."

Originally, Ning Zhi thought that if Party A's father responded quickly, they might have to work overtime and have a morning meeting.

As a result, Party A's reply was really fast, but what they said was - they will not go to work this weekend.

……Fine.

Although general public relations pay attention to the speed of military affairs, but this time the situation is special. The couple in the incident is obviously fighting a protracted war. Since Party A has rested, they will naturally have a vacation.

After declining the warm invitation from the Rita sister bureau, Ning Zhi returned to his apartment, looking at the empty home, he found himself suddenly a little bit idle.

A voice told him to go to work or to play.

But there is also a voice saying, since I have time, why not take a nap?

Reason feels that the former should be chosen, but emotions are constantly attracted by the latter.Ning Zhi sat on the minimalist sofa and forced himself to focus on the TV, but he didn't really know what was going on.Until he saw the familiar progress bar, the thing that should have only appeared in dreams appeared in reality.This really scared Ning Zhi a lot, his first reaction was to suspect that he had finally gone crazy.

But then Ning Zhi discovered that the percentage that was originally [0.1%] had quietly become [0.2%] at some point.

Ning Zhi couldn't help but began to think about what he did in his dream to push the progress bar.After thinking about it, it could only be a conversation between him and the Xie family siblings.Compared with the previous dialogue between himself and Chi Yanzi when the progress bar was moving, Ning Zhi had a new direction of guessing about the promotion conditions.

After making some preparations, he set the alarm clock and lay down on the bed again.

When closing his eyes, Ning Zhi hypnotized himself again and again, he was not impatient, it was just a coincidence.He went back so quickly just to get rid of it earlier.

***

Bai Yujing, Welcome New Year Academy.

After the Xie siblings left Daojun's courtyard, they happened to meet Mrs. Chen who was playing chess with Teacher Hua under the bodhi tree. Winning or losing on the chessboard decided who of them would preside over the Baiyujing Dharma Conference this year.

After Xie Guanmiao stepped forward to salute, he dared to ask Master Chen a question: "The fact that the Taoist Lord is asleep is known to all the world, so is there really no danger?"

Master Chen stopped his chess moves and turned to look at the female swordsman in white. He admired her even more, because when he first entered the academy, he had similar worries.

Although the entire Baiyujing is a formation, and the Yingnian Academy is full of hidden dragons, crouching tigers, and masters, but if they are not kept together, there will be one or two youngsters with evil intentions, who are going to do some unruly things while the Taoist Lord is sleeping.Master Chen even thought about cultivating a group of loyal dead men for the Taoist Lord to protect him closely.Unfortunately, he was rejected by Daojun.

What Daojun said at the time was: "They can try it."

"Try?" The Xie siblings showed the same blankness on their faces.

Teacher Hua on the opposite side couldn't help laughing, as if recalling some interesting past events, there were not a few people in the academy who had the same worries as Chen Fuzi and Xie Guanmiao.Then there is no more.She narrowed her eyes with a smile, and said softly, "Yes, try."

Try and die.

Qingyao Daojun is the ceiling of combat power in the entire Northern Territory and Ten Continents, and is also the only one who has been closest to ascension in the past tens of thousands of years.Although the great immortal sects vehemently deny it, the fact is that the cultivation world has turned from prosperity to decline, and there are signs of entering the age of doomsday. It has been countless years, and no one can achieve Taoism and become immortal.The highest cultivation level under Daoist Qingyao is only the ancestor of the fusion stage, and the difference between the two is almost two big realms.

The higher the cultivation base, the greater the gap between realms.If the difference in spiritual power between the refining period and the foundation building period is just a handful of clear water, then the whole galaxy is separated from Qingyao Daojun and other people in the cultivation world.

That's why there is a saying that "under the Taoist monarch, all are ants".

Even if it is the Daoist Lord who has fallen into a deep sleep, no one can do it if he wants to.

In this regard, Ji Shifang is the one who has the most say.

On the day when Ning Zhi was sleeping, a daring Moxiu sneaked into the academy that was actually not so well-guarded. After all, even the brothers and sisters of the Xie family could easily enter and leave the main courtyard of the Taoist Lord.

Ji Shifang was the first to discover it. He knew too well the methods of those holy cultivators in the Southern Region.Ji Shifang narrowed his eyes, very dissatisfied with such a small move, he had clearly warned the other side, and the plan had to be postponed.

Following the other party sneaking into the main courtyard together, Ji Shifang saw Daoist Qingyao sleeping in the corridor unsuspecting, with a peaceful expression on his face.This demon cultivator is well versed in the truth that the villain dies because of talking too much, so he didn't care too much, and without saying a word, he raised his knife and fell... Then, he watched helplessly as he was bounced out of the courtyard, not the courtyard of the main courtyard, It is the courtyard of the academy.

The smell of blood left an arc in the air, and the opponent was either killed or injured, and all this happened only in an instant.Even Ji Shifang didn't see clearly whether this was caused by the defensive magic weapon, or whether Taoist Qingyao hadn't fallen asleep at all.

Ji Shifang is more inclined to the latter, because he thinks that Ning Zhiqi is such a hypocritical Taoist.After eavesdropping and going back that day, he tossed and turned for a long time, and decided not to believe a word of what Ning Zhiqi had said to Chi Yanzi.Taoist cultivators are all hypocrites. As the leader of Taoist cultivators, Qingyao Daojun can only be a hypocrite among hypocrites.That day I said that, probably because I knew he was eavesdropping and said it to him on purpose.

Ji Shifang has never been afraid to speculate on this world with the greatest malice, because he has experienced too many similar situations.He will not be fooled.

It's just that when Ji Shifang saw that Shengxiu's intention was not good for Ning Zhiqi, Ji Shifang's footsteps were still faster than his brain.When the opponent showed his natal magic weapon, Ji Shifang also sacrificed a black dagger.It's just that Ji Shifang hadn't had time to stop it, and Ning Zhiqi had easily resolved the crisis.

No, this is probably not a crisis at all for Ning Zhiqi, not even a mosquito bite, after all, the other party didn't even touch him.

Ji Shifang thought with mixed feelings, Ning Zhiqi doesn't need any protection, and he didn't take out the dagger to protect him!

Yes, yes, uh... Looking at Ning Zhiqi who was still lying in the court, Ji Shifang picked up the dagger, and stabbed at the opponent's eyes with lightning speed.But until the black flames wrapped around the dagger - only a hair's length away - were about to pierce Ning Zhiqi's eyes, the person lying on the recliner remained motionless. The defense was not activated either.

While Ji Shifang disliked that people like Ning Zhiqi couldn't survive in the Southern Region, he quickly put away his dagger, as if he was afraid that he would inadvertently hurt the other party, and leave something on that white skin. trace.

With a "bang", the Yuansheng Jade in Ning Zhiqi's hand accidentally slipped to the ground.

Yumian automatically projected the page that Ning Zhiqi was looking at at the last moment before he fell into a deep sleep.It was impossible for Ji Shifang to respect the privacy of the other party, and the content of the post was directly printed into his mind.

Is that an unofficial history, or a storybook?Can't tell what the subject matter is.

The key point is one of the sentences: [Zhiqi Daoist stubbornly blocked the path of the Supreme Demon King, and shouted that sentence hoarsely: "Do you understand, my longing for you for so many years, yes your love."】

Ji Shifang: "!!!"

The author has something to say:

The Little Theater of Nonsense:

The original author of the fan story: an ordinary little genius who has passed the trial.

Qingyao Daojun = Zhiqi Daoist.