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Zhou Cheng clapped his hands, looked at the river flowing eastward with a smile, and said as if pointedly: "Hehe, the uncle is gone, and the uncle is also back!" ”

Someone jumped into the river, although no one saw that Zhou Cheng pushed it down, but it still attracted a lot of onlookers. www.biquge.info The police also came, and questioned most of the witnesses, and strangely said in unison that the man had jumped off himself. The police were also lazy, so they didn't take Zhou Cheng back to make a record, but just asked several witnesses, including him, to sign on the spot, and then asked the Minjiang Water Police Department to organize the salvage.

In fact, it is very simple, Zhou Cheng just used a small trick, which is basically what cultivators can do. How can others see what is true and what is false. As for salvage, Zhou Cheng smiled, needless to say that the turbulent river water splashed the prodigal son with a height of meters, even he clearly knew that salvage could not be salvaged.

Looking at the rolling traffic beside him, as well as the trains that roared over the one-way railway bridge next to the dangerous river, Zhou Cheng felt for a while that life had never been so real!

"It's good to be back!" Zhou Cheng can feel that this is 100% the world before he crossed over, of course, some changes are certain, for example, the mythological history that can almost be said to have been shaped and changed by him is a world of difference from the myth before the crossing.

Will you be able to create a myth again? Can you create a myth of your own again? At present, the highest in heaven and earth is the Hongjun of the Tao, can he surpass it?

It's not that Zhou Cheng is obsessed, it's just that many times, existence is reasonable, and Zhou Cheng just makes his existence more pursuing and reasonable.

Did you do it right, or did you do it wrong? Zhou Cheng has never been so suspicious, he will do it, as long as he is happy in his heart, and most people are happy, he Zhou Chengcheng is successful.

Today's weather is good, it is still his favorite blue sky and white clouds, thinking about his childhood wishes in this life, Zhou Cheng can't help but be a little ridiculous. I used to want to conquer the blue sky, fly freely, chase the clouds and the moon, but the billions of years that seemed to pass in an instant made me feel like I had wasted some unconsciously.

"It's better to be a mortal! At least know how to cherish it! Zhou Cheng sighed with emotion about the life of the past, and also looked forward to his future, the road is at his feet, and if he is right, it is a matter of time or time, and how to go, whether to enjoy walking, or to walk in a fettered way, Zhou Cheng did not hesitate to choose one of the ways he wanted.

"Damn!" Zhou Cheng couldn't help but scold, he suddenly felt that although he had not lost the slightest memory or anything, but the words of Hongjun in the void before crossing over made his strength successfully harmonious to the stage of transforming into a god. And fortunately, I have laid the groundwork in advance, otherwise I am afraid that those exercises that were originally instinctive and ordinary will not be learned. As for the Tao, in Hongjun's words, it will neither be imprisoned nor fully opened.

At this time, Zhou Cheng's Taoism was like being made into a communicator, which was not blocked, but was harmonized.

"The teacher misunderstood me!" Zhou Chengyi sat on the pier of the bridge and looked at the river for a long time, but then said to himself: "I am really hypocritical, the loss at this time is just for the sake of the future." And in this era, it is not at all a mythical era where the gods are not as good as dogs, and the gods are everywhere. He is already a superman among supermen. ”

Zhou Cheng still figured out that the size of the fist is not based on the diameter and size, but on the size of the opponent's fist. And in the early days of his incarnation, he was still a strengthened version of the saint's Taoism, an immortal Xiaoqiang version of the god transformation period.

"You can't be too thoughtful!"

Zhou Cheng couldn't help laughing at himself, Dao Xin's obsession was gone, and he naturally benefited a lot, he felt a throbbing in the Yuan Shen, and couldn't help but secretly rejoice, this is okay? A small epiphany, there will be a small progress, it's not easy.

"Sell newspapers, sell newspapers! …… The United States released the 09 Chinese rights report...... Sell newspapers, sell newspapers, China is again accused of ...... on the xx issue"

Zhou Cheng followed the prestige, only to see a small newsboy selling newspapers, many passers-by hurriedly ran to buy a copy, and some people stopped the car and ran to grab a copy, but the general reaction was that after reading it a while, he threw the newspaper into the trash with a scolding voice!

Seeing that the Chinese people looked extremely angry, but there was nowhere to vent, Zhou Cheng felt very uncomfortable, it seems that he still has a lot to do, one of which is to make the Chinese people strong and confident, so that the Chinese nation can represent the earth, represent the human race, and be the orthodoxy of the people.

Hard? Yes, even when Zhou Cheng was a saint, the human race was not so strong and invincible, or even weak, but this time Zhou Cheng would not care so much, what he wanted to do was not only to make the Chinese powerful, but also to make the national strength of the Chinese strong.

If someone stands up and accuses Zhou Cheng at this time, saying that he is biased. Zhou Chenghui proudly told him, yes, I am a saint, I am still Chinese.

"Those who offend my Chinese Tianwei will be punished even if they are far away! ......" "Those who offend my Chinese Tianwei will ......be punished even if they are far away"

A middle school student took the lead in raising his arms and waving his arms, and the rest of the passers-by were all infected by the atmosphere and shouted in unison. For a while, the crowd was excited, but soon after, it was all dispersed, leaving behind a child who was counting money happily, Zhou Cheng guessed that he should be thinking, he made more money today, can he buy something delicious!

Chinese people have never lacked heroes and heroes, what they lack is only a confidence and a kind of self-improvement; There is no shortage of united national souls, but there are also many people, most of whom are indifferent and numb!

"Can you change all of this on your own?" Zhou Cheng couldn't help asking, if he was still a saint, he could forcibly change the status of the people, but he couldn't change the soul of the people, strength couldn't change the cultural essence of a nation, violence couldn't solve everything, Zhou Cheng still needed to do a lot.

Be a good man, self-improvement at the same time, let the people of the country also become stronger, thinking that you are still a saint all day long, tired! Zhou Cheng wanted to open it, and he was comfortable!

Zhou Cheng stood up from the pier of the bridge and shouted at the turbulent river: "China has me!" ......" roared, but slapped the capstone on the pier of the bridge with a hard slap, and then hummed comfortably to the next place.

Looking at the back of Zhou Cheng leaving, a woman who was passing by with a child next to him couldn't help but look at him with some vigilance, but the child at her feet broke free of her hand, ran over and stood where Zhou Cheng was standing just now, looked hard at the bridge, turned back to his mother and said, "Mom, that uncle seems to be crazy!" ”

The woman hurriedly went over and pulled her daughter, afraid that she would fall, but her left hand inadvertently touched the dome on the pier of the bridge that was slapped by Zhou Cheng.

"That uncle isn't crazy, baby, maybe we've witnessed a hero's declaration!"

The woman looked at the stone powder in her hand, the stone powder in her palm that still exuded a little heat, and then looked at the top stone on the pier of the bridge, and the stone powder floated in the wind when she was hit by herself, she was not surprised, but more of a nameless excitement.

Because she finally met the legendary master today, she vaguely felt that from today onwards, the Chinese people could no longer only shout slogans to protest.

"Well, Mom, I want to be a hero like Aunt Zhao Yiman in the future!" The little girl seemed to remember the former residence of the martyrs she had been to a few days ago, and said with interest.

The woman did not answer the little girl, but murmured, "Before today, the age of heroes seems to be gone. What about today and ......"

Zhou Cheng didn't know what happened later, and he didn't know that a little hero might be born from there, but he knew what he was going to do.

Walking through the familiar streets and passing through the vast sea of people, Zhou Cheng felt that life was really so cool, and his wonderfulness was not in what was great in the past, but in that he could walk around, in fact, it was also a kind of greatness to walk around.

Finally walked to the familiar five-story building where the winery branch was located, Zhou was an office assistant, naturally no one stopped him, and he directly pushed open the door of the culprit Manager Wang!

"Bang!" With a bang, Manager Wang, who was holding Yu Jing there to discuss some major issues in his life, was frightened, and in an instant, he was furious, and looked up to see who it was.

"You, you bastard! Zhou Cheng, you still dare to bang on the door, and now I announce that you have been fired by me! Security, security ......" Manager Wang shouted inwardly, and the security guard soon heard the news and rushed over, and just about to start, he listened to Zhou Cheng.

"You bastard, I've been waiting for hundreds of millions of years to thank you for coming back!" Zhou Cheng laughed, but took out a piece of paper, threw it to Manager Wang, and said:

"In the name of Zhou Cheng, I wish you eternal happiness in this life, hahaha......" After speaking, he walked away, leaving Manager Wang with a pig's liver color.

Yu Jing stretched out her hand to catch the paper, opened the paper, and whispered in confusion:

"Embarrassment, this bullshit resigned, and actually made Lao Tzu wait for hundreds of millions of years!"

(To be continued)