Chapter 251: The moon is dark and the wind is high. Zhou Cheng asked when he asked

The old man’s surname is Niu and his name is Niu Jianguo. It is a typical name with the color of the times. The old man happens to live on the sunny side of a mountain. When rural people are excited about Feng Shui, it is a habit of living since ancient times that it is suitable for yang rather than yin.

There are some mountains in southern Sichuan that are still relatively high, and there are nine roads and eighteen bends. From the valleys to Niujian Country, they all circle the mountain roads and climb up the road. You can see a corner of the house in Niujian Country at a glance, but because the road is difficult and dark, I walked for more than an hour.

It's like a dead horse running to the mountain.

The children in the city cannot endure hardships and are even more afraid of the darkness. They make a fuss all the way, and sometimes they regard the shadow of the tree as a ghost, tight, and sometimes they regard the night wind crossing the mountains as a gust of wind and another scream. Although almost everyone in the group has a flashlight, they make everyone more afraid of the boundless night.

There was no moon, only the boundless darkness and the sudden light from the flashlight. Zhou Cheng turned around and asked him to go to the end, and then threw Wang Jiang, the brave ghost, to the back and went to the palace. Everyone stopped shouting and screaming. It was not their fault, after all, it was this teacher who taught everyone a ghost lesson half a month ago.

Although the mountain road is far away, it has an end. Niu Jianguo was going to his daughter's house to help with some farm work today, but when he came back, he happened to meet Zhou Cheng and his group of 30 people.

The light of Zhou Cheng and his group caught the attention of Niu Jian’s wife in the country.

"Is it the child's father?" An old man's voice came, and it was Niu Jianguo's wife.

"It's me!"

The group soon walked to the dam of Niujian Country to dry grains and corn. A dim incandescent lamp on the eaves illuminated a group of people, and the figures swayed.

"Old Niu, are they?" Seeing that there were so many guests at home, the old man hurriedly brought out all the chairs, bamboo chairs and benches at home.

Niu Jianguo's house is a typical three-bedroom, earth-walled black tiled house. On one side of the house is a thatched hut, which is used to raise pigs, poultry and livestock.

"These people are all scholars, students and teachers from Sichuan University!" Niu Jianguo stood aside and said with a smile, as if it was a happy thing for everyone to go to his home.

"Old man, I am also from Yibin, and everyone is a fellow villager. I may have to disturb you for a few days!" Zhou Cheng hurriedly introduced himself, and there was no need for certificates or something. The villagers are so simple. They are good or bad people, and you can see the tricks by looking at your face.

"Oh, okay, okay. Good scholars! My grandson is going to take the college entrance examination next year, and I don't know if he can pass the exam. You children are so good!" The old woman saw a group of freshmen, as if she saw her grandson ten miles away, with a loving look on her face.

"What are you nagging? Go and boil some boiling water and make some tea for these children to drink! Then slaughter those chickens. It's a far away and you can't make these children suffer."

Niu Jianguo glared at his wife, and the old woman had to turn around and go back and start cooking.

"No, they all bring food!" Zhou Cheng thought to himself, no one of those little ghosts brought a big bag of food, and several even brought all the field military rations.

"How can this be done? Children are growing up and cannot make children suffer. Why is the hard work of the older generation? Isn't it for the younger generation to live a good life?"

Niu Jianguo's stubbornness made Zhou Cheng fall into deep thought. Yes, why did the hard work of the older generation? Isn't it all for their children? Of course, some people are for their children, but there are definitely countless people who would rather die by themselves than for the sake of thousands of children having a happy life.

Why did you work hard? You just find the opportunity to attain enlightenment that is even more vague than a clue, and then lie high on the nine-story clouds? Do the way that is not destroyed and controls all things? Then wait for others to worship every day? Then watch others live and die every day, and be the so-called master.

No, it is definitely not like this! Although the Niu family, who was extremely poor, may not even be as good as ants during his previous saints, they all have their own ways, they all have their own lives, and truly belong to their own lives. Instead of being a ruthless and desireless stone all day long. They are kind and selfless, and they can think about others.

Many years ago, Zhou Cheng heard that the greatest person is someone who can sacrifice for others. At that time, Zhou Cheng just smiled. A person cannot even guarantee his own life, how can he take care of others? If he cannot guarantee three meals a day, how can he help others? If he sacrifices for others, who will sacrifice for himself? However, the old man's simple words seemed to hit Zhou Cheng's heart. What can he do if he is great? What can he do if he is invincible? As a life, a peak existence will definitely affect others.

If you are not an ordinary person, you should have a sense of self-consciousness, a way to make people related to you, those who are worthy of your care, live better, and at least let them not have too much regret and helplessness in their lives. Although regret is also a kind of beauty in life, when this regret is amplified into pain, it is a tragedy for mortals.

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. Of course, if your shit is lucky, you will hit the opportunity to prove the Hunyuan Avenue tomorrow, then you will pat your butt and leave? Or will you kill all the enemies you dislike with with a slap?

This is all nonsense. The great way does not allow him to achieve enlightenment so simply is one of them, and he does not want to live a bastard-like life, which is also the main reason. Moreover, he has a bad premonition that the world is not the same as before, completely different. At least, for his current cultivation level at the peak of the God Transformation Stage, the world is full of mystery.

Perhaps if other saints knew that Zhou Chengzheng was worried about his tribe here, he might ridicule him and run for a group of ants, but they never thought that Zhou Cheng himself was once an ants.

Could it be that when an ant grows up, he will bully his master and destroy his ancestors, and become another so-called thief who bullies Ni ants?

No, never. Where did my ambition go? Where did I go? Where did my ambition go to kill all thieves with bricks? Where did my courage to be the master of the human race? Where did my mentality of benefiting those who are destined to be with me? Could it be that I, Zhou Cheng, have become a machine? A machine that only knows how to bump on the road to the great road, waiting for an opportunity to become a bigger thief in the world?

Some people say that life is for death, so is it that my return is just for the sake of patting my butt in the future? No, absolutely not!!!

Zhou Cheng's eyes seemed to flash those people from the two Lich clans, and the desperate faces of the Wuzhuang Temple in the past, and it seemed to remind the desperate eyes of the emperor before the Wuzhuang Temple. The emperor of the past had become a noble existence as noble as the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, and the desperate girl of the past was gone forever. The countless pairs of desperate eyes of the other tribesmen. To be precise, what can the Chinese children hope for? Is it mercy? Is it charity? Or countless cold eyes?

That hundred years of chaos, tens of millions of dead vengeful spirits deserve to be damned? Even more shameful, he finally won the nominal victory, but could not get a penny of war compensation. This is not only the countless people who died of torture and killing, are they deserve to be damned? Those pregnant women, children, and elderly people deserve to be damned?

They shouldn't die, but no one can stand up and speak for them. Today, when talking about peace and friendship, their deaths have been chosen to be forgotten by countless people. No one pity them, and even most people do not mourn them. Do the Chinese people think that they deserve to die?

In fact, these unjust souls may only want an apology. But the so-called great country, the so-called friendly neighbor, has not yet recognized the war, and has fabricated facts and shirked responsibility.

Zhou Cheng closed his eyes and the hundreds of thousands of unjust souls flashed in front of him, and he remembered the tragedy of the massacre of Lushun, and the countless soldiers who went on one after another, without complaints. But no one remembered them, and they were talking about forgetting the past and joining hands with the future.

Let’s go hand in hand. History is moving forward repeatedly. A nation that forgets history is equivalent to chronic suicide by taking medicine. You sing an ode to them today, and maybe it will be your turn to be knocked down by them tomorrow. You are sought after their goods today, and that factory will be converted into a military factory tomorrow, using the profits you provide to build a gun and a bullet. This is by no means alarmist.

Zhou Cheng couldn't help but clench his fists secretly. As long as Zhou Cheng has no great way to erase it from this world, he must make the Chinese nation stronger, so strong that no one dares to insult her. So what can he do if he is a saint? Who stipulates that a saint must be a bastard who forgets his roots? It is precisely because I am a saint, although I don't have the ability to destroy the world with my hands and feet, I have to do everything I want to do to make myself live freely, freely and satisfied.

The students were all staring blankly at the teacher who was standing there, staring motionlessly at the night sky. They didn't know what he was thinking. The student who stood close could see the light flashing in Zhou Cheng's eyes through the dim lights, and he couldn't help but take a step back.

"Ga!Ga!" The sound of killing ducks in the room awakened Zhou Cheng.

"The road to the great way also depends on enlightenment!" Zhou Cheng felt that he had completely entered the early stage of returning to the void, and the Taoist practice had a subtle change. Through the vague Hongjun restriction in the soul, Zhou Cheng could feel those Taos becoming extremely clear. Perhaps today's enlightenment would be a good start. On the one hand, there was the most ordinary life of mortals, and even the modern life that he was very familiar with, but on the other hand, he was a Taoist practitioner. While it was a bit strange, Zhou Cheng knew that the path he was going was definitely not like others.

Zhou Cheng smiled, waved his hand and said:

"Students, those who will burn the fire will go in and help the fire. Others will set up tents! The teacher has decided that it will surprise you!"

After saying that, Zhou Cheng rolled up his sleeves and went in to help Mr. Niu fiddled with the duck, plucking his hair and peeling his stomach.

"Teacher, you don't have to do it anymore, it's so bad!" Mr. Niu said embarrassedly, afraid that the hair on the chickens and ducks would get dirty.

Zhou Cheng shook his head and said, "Life is done by yourself, and you can't be happy just by being pampered, right? Old man!"

"Yes, yes, that's it!" Mr. Niu smiled so hard that his mouth opened. He felt that the teacher seemed to have become more approachable.

The supper was very rich. After all, it was the only chicken and duck in Mr. Niu's house. The students loved it very much. With the convenient cups they brought, everyone brought their own drinks or tea to toast Mr. Niu.

A simple and kind person, no matter how badly worn, worn, or no culture, he is still a person worthy of everyone's respect.

"Sleep now. Tomorrow, there will be many exciting things for you to see." Zhou Cheng gave the order and drove all the students into the tent to sleep, and also urged the two elderly people who were so simple that Zhou Chengdu was ashamed to go in and go to bed.

Looking at the boundless night sky, Zhou Cheng knew that tonight, a very ordinary day, he made himself diligent in Taoism. Although he is still returning to the void period, Zhou Cheng felt that he did not take a can of water on the way of Taoism, but dug out a spring...

Slowly, Zhou Cheng felt that the dim night sky seemed to be ambushing many strange things tonight. Although he had already calculated from the innate gossip that the slaughter of the slaughter of the slaughter of the coffin in the past few days would have some strange changes. He just brought the students here, but he didn't expect that even his heart of Tao could feel something strange.

"Do you have something to do or not!" Zhou Cheng used a hypnosis technique to everyone, including the elderly in the room. When he sat anywhere, he set up the innate Yin and Yang Bagua. After calculating, there was indeed some verification. He had already taken advantage of the profound Taoist practice. Although he could not use it completely, it was much more effective than others' hexagrams.

"So that's how it is!" Zhou Cheng looked up at the dark night sky, and finally realized that tonight it turned out to be the black dog swallowing the moon, which represents the extremely yin night in the hexagram, second only to the legendary Tiangou swallowing the moon.

After walking around the Niu family's house for a few times, Zhou Cheng clapped his hands and finally set up a defensive formation. Tonight was destined to be extraordinary, and he was very busy.

After setting up the defensive formation, Zhou Cheng slapped his Taoist Technique and hid his body. The wooden crutch, which had been secretly hiding in mustard seeds, sprayed his true energy on the door, and suddenly turned into an extremely dark Qigu sword.

Because he could not fly the clouds and fog, Zhou Cheng could only use the sword control technique with energy to control objects. As soon as the flying sword was sacrificed, he flew to Zhou Cheng's right hand and emitted a black light. The flying sword stood vertically, which was considered a sword control technique. Otherwise, he would not have been regarded as a nouveau riche when he stood foolishly on the flying sword. In this way, Zhou Cheng's hands were back, and the flying sword stood vertically on the right hand side, and he stood like a pineapple and flew straight out.

Soon, he arrived at the Yingzui Rock that Niu Jianguo pointed out to Zhou Cheng. Zhou Cheng was shocked when he saw it. It was indeed not a commonplace place. He repeatedly calculated the position of Tiangang and Earth Evil, and combined with the transformation of the stars and Dou in the hexagrams, of course, Zhou Cheng could sense the direction of the stars and Dou in the sky, and it did not mean that the position of the stars and Dou was not able to feel the position of the stars and Dou in the dark.

"What a very fierce and blessed place. What is the eagle beak? It is clearly the place where the divine dragon swallows the moon." Zhou Chengyun learned from his eyes and saw the entire eagle beak rock suddenly stood high, higher than the surroundings. A mountain range at the tail winds into the distance that is hard to see. And the highest point of the cliff that looks like the eagle beak actually looks faintly towards his home. If there is a moon at this time, you will definitely see that the moon seems to fall into the eagle beak. No, it is falling into the mouth of the divine dragon that Zhou Cheng mentioned.

Zhou Cheng turned around the mountain composed of white hard rocks, and couldn't help but affirm his judgment. The cliff on the yang side is a place of great blessing, and the cliff on the yin side is a hexagram of extreme yin.

However, after taking a look, Zhou Cheng couldn't help but say in surprise: "There are strange things every year, and there are a lot this year."

It turned out that the extremely blessed sunny surface in Zhou Cheng's eyes was only a few pieces of wood. It can be imagined that the coffin placed on the wood had been pushed down, and even several coffins that could not even reach the place where they could not even climb. However, the extremely evil yin surface was densely hung with coffins. What surprised Zhou Cheng even more was that each coffin was faintly in line with the position of the Zhoutian Star Dou. None of the positions were empty, and there were several coffins that looked like the positions of the little Star Dou. It seemed that they had not had time to fill it.

As for the coffin on the dark side, Zhou Chengdu sensed the same breath, which was definitely not an ordinary dead person. He couldn't help but angrily said, "Who is so shameless? Put the coffin all in an extremely fierce place, what do you want to do?" After that, Zhou Cheng's spiritual sense moved and hurriedly stood invisibly on a cliff, like a cliff pine.

Because in the distance, there were several figures flying towards this side...

Earth Immortal Realm

Kong Xuan was practicing with his eyes closed, and suddenly a boy came in to report: "The head teacher, there is someone outside asking for a meeting."
Chapter completed!