Chapter 20: The tree wants to be quiet and the wind never stops

Zhou Cheng went down to Zixiao Palace, stepped out of Tianwaitian, and went straight to Houtu Palace.

Houtu Palace was as peaceful as last time, but there were no guards. I think that since the last incident, Houtu had some ideas, so he no longer seemed so arrogant. He removed the guards and no longer stopped the witch people from coming here. However, in the witch tribe with strict hierarchy, Houtu Palace is still a forbidden area, so no one should enter.

Zhou Cheng fell to the gate of Houtu Palace, but did not go in, and said, "Houtu, I'm here."

"Uh, Fellow Daoist Zhou Cheng, how did you come here? Please come in quickly." Hou Tu, wearing a plain gauze, walked out with a slim look.

"Nothing big is going to happen. This thing is for you, so I will leave." Zhou Cheng threw out something for Houtu, took a step forward, and turned around to Qingqiu Mountain.

"This person is so strange." Hou Tu looked at the thing in his hand, but he didn't know it. He put it away casually and entered the palace in confusion.

Every time I return to Qingqiu Mountain, Zhou Cheng has different feelings. Although the prehistoric world is large, the only one that can make him feel belonged to.

Qingqiu Mountain is still full of spiritual energy, and various spiritual objects can be seen everywhere in the exercise of refining and transforming form. It is a good scene. Heaven rewards hard work, and there will always be rewards for hard work, but only a lot. The enthusiasm of the people in the mountain made Zhou Cheng sigh, and decided that no matter how much affection he had with them, he would also preach more and help him.

Zhou Cheng climbed up the steps, and all the spirits and monsters along the way bowed their heads and worshiped them with respect, which actually touched his heart slightly. The Taoist practice that had not progressed for many years showed signs of breaking through. Could it be that the Dao is really selfless, and there are Taos everywhere under the Heavenly Way, and the path of a saint depends entirely on opportunities. Apart from preaching a few times, he didn't even look at them. Apart from the rhino and Niu Dazhi, he didn't even know the names of those demon spirit creatures. But they all regarded him as Zhou Cheng as a teacher. This matter really made Zhou Cheng as a teacher. Of course, if another prospective leader or saint was replaced, he would just be a nonsense and would not throw it away.

When Zhu Yu and Shi Zhong saw that their vulgar master came back, they ran up together and spread their hands to ask for gifts, which made his boss blush.

Zhou Cheng was in a hurry this time and did not bring any gifts. He could only say frankly: "I am in a hurry this time, but I have nothing to bring back. Next time, I will definitely bring more next time." Facing two disciples who are like spirits, he felt that even telling the truth was a torture. Although the two of them dared not disobey, they both pouted."

But Bai Meng and his wife beside each other bowed: "Teacher Sheng'an!"

Zhou Cheng looked at the two of them, and they all stepped into the realm of Golden Immortal, but they were still a little unstable. "You must practice well and consolidate your cultivation." Then he turned to the two apprentices, "Don't pout your two ugly little mouths. The master said that when he sat down, he would definitely bring him next time. Who would pout again? He would not bring him anything next time." There was no compromise, there was only coercion.

"Master..." Xiaoyu and the others didn't say much, just pulled Zhou Cheng to act coquettishly.

"Look at both of you who are thirteen or fourteen years old, and you are still like a child. How did you grow up? Hahaha?" Zhou Cheng looked at Xiaoyu's cuteness and Shi Zhong's honest and naive appearance and wanted to laugh.

"Bai Meng, you are ready to preach the Dharma again for the master, which can be considered as finding a way of fate for all living beings in Qingqiu Mountain."

"Yes, teacher." Everyone was happy.

Zhou Cheng walked to the stone steps and faced the vast green hills and mountains. He said, "I want to preach again, so you can come and listen."

Qingqiu Mountain suddenly became restless, and many escape lights rushed out of the streams on the hills at all times. There was also the master who could not fly in the clouds and mist. He spread his legs and rushed straight up the stone steps of Qingqiu Mountain. He leaned on the ground and called the teacher, and then sat in the order one step.

Zhou Cheng nodded happily when he saw it, and found a large stone beside the stone steps and placed the incense table. He sat cross-legged. From a distance, he looked like he was standing in the air. The four sects were also sitting in a row in front of him. His position was good, and everyone on the entire stone steps could see him. The top one stone steps were the first stage of the Golden Immortal cultivation. Among them, there were the nine-tailed old foxes of the banker who had seen once the time ago. Those with Taoist spirits even learned from him that they had made a dull Taoist robe with a high tie, which had a bit of temperament.

Sitting in the cushion, Zhou Cheng took out the inkstone of heaven and earth and the chaotic reincarnation pen, danced the pen and knocked on the inkstone, and immediately made a series of mysterious chime sounds, calling for the beginning.

"The great way is invisible, there are countless lines. You can save your life without falling into reincarnation, and never die again. The world has not yet opened, and the time of chaos is the beginning of the Tao..." Zhou Chenglanglang spoke up on the primary part of his Chaos Chapter, but this time he made up his mind to pass this primary part to the creatures in Qingqiu Mountain.

Kunlun Mountain, Sanqing Cave.

"Senior Brother, I'm busy for nothing this time, and I'll give Nuwa a bargain. How can such a hen enjoy this great treasure? I have to make a living in the future and not have a break with her." The original hatred was really like the water of the sky and the clouds on the top of Kunlun Mountain.

"Maybe it's because I didn't have enough opportunities, but the fourth junior brother, who did this, did not know whether it was intentional or unintentional, actually kicked the treasure of acquired merit to Nuwa." Tongtian is a straightforward person, and he doesn't bother with things that he can't figure out.

"Oh, after a lot of hard work, I have made wedding dresses for others." I sighed. "I have already decided that this treasure is bound to me. But I don't expect it to be the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda of Heaven and Earth. The three of us were transformed by Pangu's soul, and I am the eldest brother, so I should enjoy this treasure of merit. This time, it is strange, so Nuwa has taken advantage of it." I hate the people of the demon clan to damage their great body, and also hate the people of the demon clan to make wedding dresses for others. I stopped the people of the demon clan and found some faces, but missed the treasure.

"Hmph, the people of the demon clan are indeed hateful. They are all feathered and scaled and erotic, and they are so despicable." The primitive anger was indeed very strong, and began to spread the anger to the entire demon clan.

"What the Master Yuanshi said is not bad. At present, the people who practice in the prehistoric world, except for the witch clan who does not cultivate the soul, are mostly enlightened by the demon clan. In my opinion, we must acquire more disciples and have a helper in the future." Tongtian was very impressed by the Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation and began to believe that quantitative change would trigger qualitative change.

"snort."

"I devoted myself to calculating the secrets of heaven, but this matter is not so simple. Someone has vaguely blocked the secrets of heaven, and I have to worry about it in the future." After I finished speaking, I stopped talking, closed my eyes and went to Taixu. Tongtian and Yuanshi were stunned for a moment, and they practiced together without mentioning it.

In Nuwa Palace, after Nuwa sent Fuxi away, he was about to go into seclusion to sacrifice to refine the Xuanhuang Tower. Although he took a big advantage this time, he was uneasy. The expression of my son before leaving made him angry.

"Empress, the uncle of Emperor Dong is here outside the gate." The boy guarding the Nuwa Palace came in and bowed and said.

Hum?! Why is life here again? Nuwa frowned and signaled the boy to welcome Donghuang in.

"This time, I am congratulating the Empress for getting a treasure for my demon clan. I miss my demon clan, and because of the blessing of the heavenly way, I get the Donghuang Bell. Brother Di Jun has a Hetu Luoshu. Now the Empress has obtained a treasure like Xuanhuang Tower again." Donghuang said while observing Nuwa, "I think that the child of the Witch Clan will be suppressed by my demon clan in the future."

"I am the same demon clan, so I won't let go. If I have any problems in the future, I will take care of you." When Nuwa heard that she was not here to grab the treasure, she calmed down and replied calmly.

“So good, very good!”

In the Houtu Palace of the Witch Clan, all the twelve ancestor witches have arrived, and the witches are also discussing the matter of Nuwa getting treasures.

"Oh, we have omitted this time. We didn't want to be kicked by the Taoist Zhou Cheng in the end, but instead let the demon Nuwa get the Xuanhuang Tower. It's a mistake, a mistake." Di Jiang sighed.

"Hmph, I'm not at ease with a mere Xuanhuang Tower. However, the Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation must be careful next time. It's better not to fall into it anymore." Gonggong, Zhurong and the demon clan fought for a long time in that formation and had a lot of insights. The witches also saw each other in person, and nodded together.

"It's time for this, there is no other way, so we should be careful. I think Nuwa is not the same as Emperor Dong. As long as she doesn't shake the root of the demon clan, she will not take action. Alas, it's just not beautiful after all." Houtu recently calculated the secrets of heaven, but was confused, and it was like the past.

Wuzhuang Temple, Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi set up a chess game, and played against the door, and the aromatherapy around them was lingering around them, so they were very comfortable.

"Fortunately, we didn't get involved in the spiritual treasure incident this time. The demon clan, I, Zhunti and others lost their face. They couldn't steal the chicken, and the damage was severe, but it was a pity." Hongyun held Bai Zi in his hand and sighed. He was an honest man after all. Several senior brothers from Zixiao Palace were damaged in the struggle. They sighed and sighed.

"Don't worry about others, we will sit quietly on the Taoist platform. It is the best way to recite Huangting for a long time." Zhen Yuanzi replied while playing chess.

"This is the right reason."

All forces learned lessons from this Lingbao incident and became cautious. They fought less everywhere. The great gods from all sides only occasionally went to the Zixiao Palace to listen to the sermons. They were still cold-eyed and disliked each other, but there was no fighting.

Zhou Cheng also preached every day as usual, which is also considered a merit. He sacrificed and refined the Hunyuan Sword in his spare time. Because Pangu had already attached a trace of Zhou Cheng's breath to the Hunyuan Sword, he was able to automatically search for the master last time, but it was easy to sacrifice and refine it at this time.

The prehistoric time, in the changing sunrise and sunset, a hundred years passed by.

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