Zhou Zheng muttered: "Good guy, why do you feel that Dapeng's attainments in Buddhist scriptures are so much higher than mine?"

"Huh?" Nezha wondered, "Isn't this what you asked him to say?"

"Of course not," Zhou Zheng said, "I just gave him a rough plan and let him use it on his own. I also took the opportunity to see how this guy behaves now... Hey, I feel like he is a lot smarter."

"Buddhist wisdom root?" Nezha was also a little unsure.

Zhou Zheng communicated with the spirit of the Demon Refining Pot for a while, but the latter couldn't explain the reason. He only said that he had broken through the body, spirit, soul, heart, and thoughts of the Dapeng Bird, and poured the Buddhist scriptures read by Zhou Zheng into it.

Zhou Zheng:......

Amitabha, Tathagata owes me a favor. This is it.

By the way, is Tathagata Buddha alive or dead now, and where is he? The Great Heavenly Lord can resist the way of heaven and not die, and can also severely inflict evil thoughts of heaven. It is impossible for Tathagata Buddha to disappear so easily.

The roc bird below walked slowly towards the center of the city.

There is a majestic high-rise building with a height of 100 feet, just like a mountain. It is divided into seventy-two floors, and each floor is a paradise for men and women - a paradise for men and women to have sex.

Every prosperous city is indispensable for such a place. After all, it is the fastest way for all parties to make money.

At this moment, Dapeng stepped into this place step by step.

At first, the Yu clan looked ecstatic, thinking that the roc would return to its former self in the next moment, so he pulled a few beautiful demon clan women and carried them directly behind the screen.

But today's Dapeng was indifferent when he saw the color, and remained calm when he heard the sound. He climbed to the top of the tall building step by step.

Half an hour later.

Dapeng stood quietly on the eaves of the tall building, his linen monk's robes fluttering gently, and the sky and the earth were filled with great demons who came after hearing the news.

He slowly sat down cross-legged, and his voice spread throughout the world.

"My name is Dapeng. I was once the king of the Yu Clan. I have existed since ancient times and have been around for a long time. There is no hope of being destroyed. Therefore, I have regrets in my heart and I vow to do good deeds today.

"My disciples want to worship Qinghua Buddha. I am sitting here waiting for you. The wind is blowing, the rain is blowing, and there are mountains of swords and seas of fire. I don't dare to slack off in the slightest.

"All the disciples of Qinghua Buddha are asked to devote themselves to the Buddha and take them under their disciples."

After saying this, he made a circle with his hands and put his hands together, surrounded by the Buddha's light, and silently recited the scriptures in his mouth, no longer paying attention to the sounds of the world.

None of the monsters here dared to speak, and the world was silent.

But soon, jade talismans for transmitting messages flew into the star road one after another, and the magic weapons that could ignore the universe's obstruction of simultaneous sound transmission were activated everywhere.

Dapeng asked to be his disciple, but Aoki was nowhere to be found.

Dapeng wanted to worship Emperor Qinghua as his teacher, but he also showed his mind and prayed like this.

A loud slap hit the faces of the ancestors of the demon clan.

At this moment, a group of young men from the Feather Tribe who were secretly observing the Dapeng Bird looked somewhat confused.

This is completely different from the plan in the orders they heard.

…

"Asking to become a disciple?"

On a white cloud above the city, Ao Ying was quietly looking at Ao Ying below, with a little smile in his eyes.

"The demon refining pot is really magical."

"That's right," Ao Yiling whispered, "Goddess Nuwa actually left such a treasure. After transcendence, won't there be no need to fight?"

Ao Ying shook her head gently, feeling much happier at the moment.

She had heard before that Zhou Zheng was going to publicly recruit Dapeng Niu as a disciple, and she felt in her heart that this was too aggressive, and it would be easy for the Jie Tian Sect to seize the opportunity to counterattack.

However, Ao Ying really didn't expect that the apprenticeship ceremony would open in this way.

The Dapeng appeared first and shocked the demons with its Dharma. Then it stood at the highest point in the city and prayed to Emperor Qinghua to come and accept its disciples.

In this case, what can the demon clan say? What can it do?

It was Dapeng who initiated the apprenticeship ceremony. Dapeng made it clear and he saw clearly that he had killed too many creatures before and now he wanted to accumulate virtue and do good deeds.

"Zhou Zheng is really good at calculating," Ao Yiling sighed, "In this way, he is already in an invincible position."

Ao Ying smiled and said: "He certainly has capable people around him."

"But, does he really want to accept Dapeng as his disciple?" Ao Yiling frowned, "Dapeng is from the Phoenix Clan and our mortal enemy. Since he is the son-in-law of our Dragon Clan, how can he..."

Ao Ying smiled and said nothing.

She would not say that a long time had passed since the catastrophe, nor would she want to change the people's understanding of this matter.

She will not meet the Dapeng bird from now on.

"Sister, if he comes, can I go and see him for half a day?"

"Didn't His Highness promise Mother Dragon?"

"Alas," Ao Ying sighed bitterly, "I have been separated from him for so many years. I can't see or hear him. When I miss him in my heart, I can only stare at the portrait in a daze.

I can't even find my mobile phone, let alone find the Internet in Wubuzhou. I feel depressed in my heart. The overall situation is the most important thing. We can't drag the Dragon Clan into the quagmire. Alas."

"OK OK!"

Ao Yiling was defeated and sighed: "I'm just helping you. It should be possible to meet in secret."

Ao Ying immediately returned to her "cold" look, as if nothing had happened, with a faint smile on her lips and eyes full of expectation.

Where is he?

…

In a high-rise building.

Zhou Zheng looked at the melon seed peels piled up in front of him, licked his dry lips, and wondered: "Why did the Jietian Sect show no reaction at all?"

"Maybe we are discussing?" Nezha replied with a smile.

Zhou Zheng stood up and said: "Let's continue watching the show in another place and let Emperor Ziwei and Zhiyong go about their business."

Nezha raised his eyebrows and smiled happily.

But as soon as the two of them got off the stool and hadn't taken two steps, another ray of Buddha's light bloomed in the city.

A chubby monk came from the clouds with his hands behind his back, strolled out of thin air, and slowly walked towards the roc.

Nezha's expression changed, and Zhou Zheng frowned slightly.
Chapter completed!