After shook the water droplets on the phone, Zhang Shuo said to the people in the live broadcast room:

"Everyone, today's live broadcast ends here. See you next time!"

There was a sudden wail in the live broadcast room.

"Anchor, I can't live without you!"

"Anchor, are you really so cruel to leave us behind?"

"I have cried twice in my life, once was just born, and the second time was now. Do you know that saying this hurts my heart?"

"Anchor, I'll give you another chance and answer again."

"Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo."

“…”

Zhang Shuo smiled and shook his head. Now his clothes were wet, and the supernatural bus had sinking. It was meaningless to continue to sow. He ignored the wailing in the live broadcast room and clicked the broadcast.

Several police cars drove over and stopped beside Zhang Shuo. Ma Xiaolin ran over with a large number of people wearing special affairs uniforms.

"So it's you, Zhang Shuo?"

Ma Xiaolin said in surprise.

Others surrounded him and said respectfully:

"Master Zhang, are you taking a walk?"

Zhang Shuo nodded.

"Um."

He got into the front car and said, "It just so happens that it's not convenient to take a taxi here, so you can take me back."

Several people ran over happily, and while pulling out cigarettes for Zhang Shuo, they laughed and said:

"Master Zhang, we are also psychics now, but in our practice, the progress seems to be a bit slow, and there are still some doubts in many places. I wonder if you can..."

Several people rubbed their hands with a little embarrassed, and the meaning was already very obvious.

Zhang Shuo glanced at them.

This means, is it that I ask myself to give a lesson?

Zhang Shuo will refuse now.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to teach, but...

He doesn't know...

Although Zhang Shuo has reached the level of a top evil ghost, he is really not very good at controlling and understanding supernatural powers. If he teaches people, he will probably mislead his children.

However, when talking about this, Zhang Shuo suddenly thought of something.

It seems that his recent practice has also been a little confused.

Especially, as his strength increases, he is getting closer and closer to the level of the Ghost King, and his perspective of looking at the world and everything has also changed. Whether it is the blowing of the wind, the flow of water, or the withering and rejuvenation of flowers, plants and trees, he can see some rules in it.

Although there is no bottleneck, Zhang Shuo can steadily reach the level of the Ghost King.

But, what about higher?

What about the level of the Ghost Emperor?

He is not sure now.

Moreover, he vaguely speculated that his understanding of rules and his use of supernatural powers are the weights and measures that determine the combat power of the strong people at the top of the pyramid.

And if we mention the level of the Ghost Emperor...

Zhang Shuo happened to have a magic weapon of Ghost Emperor level!

The yin and yang plate covering the sky!

And in the Yin and Yang Pan of the Sky, there is such a ghost king-level weapon spirit, Feng Ling!

Although Feng Ling is the Ghost King level, she is the daughter of Fuxi, the ancient Feng clan and the ancient Feng family!

She was already a strong man back then. Now, after so many years, her understanding and use of supernatural powers is no longer inferior to that of the real Ghost Emperor, and even higher!

In this way...

It might as well let Feng Ling take action.

After all, the improvement of these people's strength can also bring direct benefits to Zhang Shuo!

Zhang Shuo looked at the people and said:

"Although you have given a lot of resources, blindly practicing self will indeed fall into some vicious circles and cause some confusion. This is not surprising. I believe you can feel the weirdness and power of supernatural powers now."

Everyone nodded quickly like a chicken pecking at the rice.

"Master Zhang, please give me some advice!"

Zhang Shuo smiled faintly.

"It's easy to say."

Ma Xiaolin also came over. She did not stop these subordinates because she actually wanted Zhang Shuo to teach her, but she was embarrassed to say it.

Zhang Shuo said:

"Secretary Ma, tomorrow everyone will come to the Nansu Amusement Park. There will be no tourists after 5 pm. You can organize people here and I will arrange someone to teach you the questions."

"You arranged someone? Didn't you tell me?" Ma Xiaolin looked at Zhang Shuo in surprise. She originally thought that except for them, Zhang Shuo was the only strong man who understood the supernatural power. Unexpectedly, there were other people?

Could it be Zhang Shuo’s subordinate?

"Master Zhang, what level is this person? Is he a strong man at the heaven level?"

"What?"

Zhang Shuo looked at Ma Xiaolin in confusion, Tian Li, why haven't he heard of it?

Ma Xiaolin was stunned, then she remembered that she had said some nouns that people outside didn't know, and hurriedly explained:

"It's Master Zhang like this. After several discussions, we divided some obviously different realms. Ordinary staff have just become psychics, and they are at the mortal level, while Jia and I are at the psychic level. The higher than us, they are at the celestial level."

Zhang Shuo couldn't help but smile.

It turned out to be the power level they divided themselves.

It is worthy of being a lot of people and powerful people. What they divide is quite meaningful.

According to their division, under the level of evil ghosts, they are collectively called the mortal level, the level of evil ghosts, and above the level of evil ghosts, they are called the heaven level.

The reason why they can only divide three levels is because they don’t know that there are stronger existences above the Ghost King level.

Zhang Shuo quickly accepted what they said, nodded and said:

"That's right, the person I'll arrange for you to teach is a powerful man of heaven."

Ma Xiaolin and the men around her had a clear look in their eyes.

The vehicle started slowly, and the vehicle carrying Zhang Shuo drove away first. Several subordinates asked Ma Xiaolin:

"Chief Ma, Master Zhang, what level is it?"

Ma Xiaolin looked at them blankly and shook her head.

"I don't know, but I think it must be very high."

There was a trace of regret in the eyes of others.

"I don't know what level Master Zhang is. He actually has his subordinates at the Heavenly level. Could it be that Master Zhang is even more powerful than the Heavenly level?"

"hiss!"

"More than the sky level? What does that exist?"

"Don't forget that these levels are just divided by ourselves. Maybe Master Zhang will know what these levels are called!"

"That's right, I can say that since Master Zhang can turn us ordinary people into psychics and possess supernatural powers, Master Zhang is definitely an existence that we can't imagine!"

“It makes sense!”

Ma Xiaolin frowned at these mischievous subordinates and scolded:

"I've done nothing? I've discussed Master Zhang behind the scenes, and I'm not afraid of being angry, so why don't I go back to the bureau and fill out the report form for tonight's incident?"

Several people hurried into the car and rushed back to the bureau.

Ma Xiaolin was the only one left on the road.

Suddenly, Ma Xiaolin's originally tense face became soothing, and she smiled.

She looked in the direction of Zhang Shuo leaving and her uncle stared at her.

"Zhang Shuo, Zhang Shuo, you are becoming more and more interested in me. I can tell you that it is not a joke to make you responsible for me. Don't think that if I don't mention it now, I will forget it. Sooner or later, I will cook the raw rice into a cooked rice!"
Chapter completed!