Don't tell me, the effect of this 'phantom array' is really good.

It had only been half a month since the last attack on Longchen, and Feng Bugui took the opportunity to tap Zhou Zheng on the shoulder to slightly explore Zhou Zheng's Tao realm.

Innate Dzogchen is complete!

How long has it been! Aren’t the last few realms of the Xiantian Realm difficult to mention? And looking at his face glowing red, he might be able to break through to the Divine Ying Realm at any time!

Feng Bugui glared at Zhou Zheng, then looked at Li Zhiyong, Xiao Sheng and Yue Wushuang standing aside.

"You also..."

"Captain Feng, you asked us to patrol with you just because you want to see our Dao realm?"

Zhou Zheng clasped his hands behind his back and raised his eyebrows at Feng Bugui, looking a little shy in front of the big brother.

"Is there still heavenly law? Is there still king's law? Ah!"

Feng Bugui's big palm-like hands pinched Zhou Zheng's head and shook him around like a paper man.

"I have worked hard for more than ten years to reach Xiantian Perfection, and all the merit points I accumulated have been spent on the pills to improve my cultivation! Why did you just go up there! Xiantian Perfection! Why don't you reach the sky in one step and fly directly to the immortal! Ahhhh!"

Yue Wushuang smiled and said: "Our squad leader's cultivation talent is extremely powerful. The Ice Immortal just praised him yesterday."

"Hehehe," Feng Bugui looked up at the sky, his eyes filled with vicissitudes of life.

Xiao Sheng came over, raised his hand and patted Feng Bugui on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Old Feng, what are you afraid of? I'm stuck at the peak of Guixu. No, I didn't say anything. You can't break through the Great Perfection of the Innate Realm."

, because it is not material for cultivation."

Feng Bugui's face was covered with black lines.

Li Zhiyong squeezed out a sentence between his teeth: "If you can't speak, beep less."

Xiao Sheng stared: "I am telling the truth! Captain Feng still cares about this? Although Captain Feng is not good at cultivation, he is still very open-minded."

Zhou Zheng turned around and walked to the canteen nearby, his shoulders shaking.

Feng Bugui silently pulled out the boxing gloves he had just acquired, and was considering whether to perform a leaping fight today.

Wait for Zhou Zheng to come back with a few bottles of pure water.

"Hey," Yue Wushuang joked, "Squad leader, do you dare to charge more than ten yuan for a treat?"

Zhou Zheng's counterargument was well-founded: "Bottled water is mostly IQ tax, save materials, don't waste it if you can't drink it, go back and refill the humidifier."

"Let's go," Feng Bugui raised his chin towards the RV not far away, "I'll take up your work time today. Anyway, there haven't been any monsters causing trouble recently. I'll take you to a combat training."

Zhou Zheng and Li Zhiyong's eyes lit up. Although Yue Wushuang thought it didn't matter whether they were fighting or not, she nodded in appreciation.

Xiao Sheng, however, felt bored: "Old Feng, what kind of fighting are you teaching us? Magic, magical powers, magic weapon formations are the way to go!"

As a result, the RV started quickly, leaving behind a circle of black exhaust gas.

Xiao Sheng stood there a little messy, his forehead gradually covered with black lines... Why was this old Feng so petty, why didn't he just tell the truth, why didn't he really want to play with him?

"I don't want to leave you here, I have my own place to stay."

Xiao Sheng rubbed the tip of his nose, put his hands in his pockets, his shoulders slowly relaxed, he took a step forward, and began to look for any entertainment venues around him.

The sound of brakes coming from behind attracted Xiao Sheng's attention.

He thought Old Feng had changed his mind, but he didn't expect to hear Yue Wushuang's energetic voice:

"Squad leader, let me go and watch Xiao Sheng! Don't let him cause trouble or anything like that!"

Xiao Sheng curled his lips and lowered his eyebrows, muttering in his heart, "Nothing", and slowed down his steps, waiting for the young girl wearing a windbreaker and a ponytail to catch up with her with light steps.

At the rear glass of the RV, Zhou Zheng and Li Zhiyong turned to look at each other, each smiling knowingly.

Feng Bugui played a dynamic rock music, and the RV merged into the traffic on the main road.

With the secret help of immortals and monks, Longchen City recovered very quickly.

Most areas were flooded and could be cleaned up in a few days. Some damaged buildings could be restored to their original state in more than a week if the monks took action secretly.

On several major agricultural islands that were seriously affected by waterlogging, as well as a large number of farmland farmed by machines, crops survived "miraculously" and tenaciously.

It's just a fairy trick.

Zhou Zheng's spiritual consciousness slowly expanded, and he was able to explore a range of 1,200 meters. He saw the streets, small squares, flowers placed in front of shop windows, and also saw the carefree children chasing and laughing in the streets.

A slight smile slowly appeared on his lips.

"Captain Feng," Li Zhiyong asked, "where are we going?"

Feng Bugui looked through the rearview mirror and raised his eyebrows at Zhou Zheng and Li Zhiyong.

"A fight club, very formal."

Zhou Zheng had a little bad feeling in his heart. Generally speaking, since it is formal, why should it be emphasized that it is formal?

So, a few minutes later.

Zhou Zheng and Li Zhiyong stood in front of the gate of the 'Blue Sea' Fight Club, looking at the group after group of majestic figures inside, with intricate muscles. The focus was on the strong men who only wore small crotch pants, and their faces were gradually covered with black lines.

Devour.

Feng Bugui laughed, took off his shirt, and raised his arms towards the brothers who were playing iron not far away.

Boiling roars came and went.

They have developed some kind of communication language similar to that of orangutan groups.

Two fallen leaves flew behind Zhou Zheng and the two men in the autumn wind.

"Squad leader, take this," Li Zhiyong thrust a portable camera into Zhou Zheng's hand.

Zhou Zheng subconsciously asked: "What are you using this for?"

Li Zhiyong thought for a while and reminded: "The necessary means to prove your innocence is to remember to videotape the entire process."

Zhou Zheng raised his eyebrows, and together with Li Zhiyong, pinned the camera to his chest.

This guy is really thoughtful.

…

Not at home?

In front of the team villa, Bing Ning, wearing an ice blue dress, stood quietly, thinking about whether to go inside and wait.

Naturally, she came here to guide Zhou Zheng in his practice.

It's not because I have nothing to do after the demon retreated, and I have to guard against the demon coming back, so I can't practice in seclusion.

Low-cost version: nothing to do.

"Yes, is it Senior Ice Immortal?"

A timid female voice came from behind.

Bing Ning turned her head slightly and glanced around. She had already spotted the members of the special investigation team who seemed to have hesitated for a long time before coming over with pens and papers.

"What's the matter?" Bing Ning asked calmly.

The girls stopped for an instant, then bowed and left their shadows, saying "It's okay, it's okay", turned around and ran away holding pens and papers.

"Um?"

A little doubt flashed in Bing Ning's eyes, and she couldn't figure out why the other party called her.

Forget it, a snowflake bloomed under Bing Ning's feet, and his figure quietly disappeared.

On the edge of the main city, somewhere in an inconspicuous rental house.

Ye Yan was sitting by the window basking in the sun. She put on a black dress, and her skin looked even whiter and tender.

Due to the influence of the law fragments, she felt very comfortable just basking in the sun.

Not far behind her, Bai Mengxian closed her eyes and concentrated, sitting cross-legged in the air. A jade plate was gently rotating in front of her, and one or two snowflakes would float from time to time in the jade plate.

…

In the evening, in front of the fight club.

Zhou Zheng, with a slightly bruised forehead, waved to the large number of seniors behind him who had turned away to train as external cultivators.

"Thank you for your advice!"

A group of strong men with bruised noses and swollen faces showed sincere smiles with bleeding gums.

A strong man shouted: "Come and play again when you have time!"

Four or five people nearby pounced on him at the same time, pushing the guy to the ground and beating him.

Seeing this, Zhou Zheng just squinted his eyes and smiled, grazed his forehead with his palm, his face returned to his delicate appearance, and he left humming a little tune.

Li Zhiyong floated up next to him and asked him with a smile how his harvest was. Zhou Zheng immediately gave him a thumbs up.

What you use is your attendance time, what you complete are public tasks, and what you get is the improvement of your own close combat ability.

Call him this kind of thing a hundred times, and he will definitely agree a hundred times!

Wait until these two people go away...
To be continued...