When Zhou Zheng was riding home, all he could think about was that dog's mouth that kept saying "bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah".
In addition to suffering this kind of mental attack, Zhou Zheng can be said to have returned from this interview with a full load.
He took back several introductory books on spiritual practice prepared by Xiao Yue for him, received several bottles of elixirs for foundation building, gained a large sum of money in his bank card, and helped Ao Ying apply for a 'temporary residence permit'.
From now on, you can get paid by practicing at home!
Zhou Zheng never dared to conceive like this in his dreams before!
more importantly……
In addition to Xiao Yue, he also added an immortal friend and joined a group chat among practitioners, which officially opened the 'back door' to the new world.
On the way back, Zhou Zheng's cell phone started to ding.
But he was worried about being exposed and did not dare to take out his mobile phone and take a look in public due to confidentiality clauses.
After enduring it until he got home, Zhou Zheng quickly locked the door and opened the chat software impatiently.
A little fairy light flickered, and Ao Ying appeared in human form, floating aside.
Her beautiful little head also came over, with Zhou Zheng's head on top, curiously looking at the messages sliding on the screen of her phone.
Just then a long message popped up.
[East Twelve City Overhaul Officials Group]
Taoist Slayer (Sixth Level of Shenying·Jihua Gate): The poor Taoist needs a tiger demon bone, preferably the thigh bone of a tiger demon with more than 300 years of Taoism. If there is some speed connection, the poor Taoist will exchange it for elixirs.
Chen Fuxian (Level 3 Divine Ying·Rogue Cultivator): I just said that this may be true, and that little princess may really be in our twelve cities.
Taoist Queyue (seventh level of Shenying, elder of the Yuejian Sect): @陈富仙, didn’t you tell me not to talk about this? Are you going to refine that elixir again to destroy the dragon? Can you give me some advice? I’ve been overdoing dual cultivation recently.
, which is a bit overwhelming.
Feng Ye (Xiantian Perfection, Young Master of the Black Scale Sect): I wish Senior Miejiao success in refining the elixir!
Taoist Miejiao (Sixth Level of Shenying·Jihua Gate): Thank you all Taoists. I have already had a private chat with you, but I have hidden myself.
Chen Fuxian (Level 3 Shenying·Rogue Cultivator): If we don’t want to talk, then we won’t talk. It has nothing to do with us.
Lin Tianyi (Guixu Level 2, Loose Cultivator): Everyone, please be careful when speaking. Today, more than ten Taoist friends have been banned for half a month. Let’s exchange more experiences on Taoism and talk less about irrelevant matters.
Shan Ming (Level 1 Divine Ying·Deacon of the Internal Affairs of the Yuejian Sect): Oh my god, the boss of Guixu!
Chen Fuxian (Level 3 Divine Ying·Rogue Cultivator): Senior Lin, let’s get rid of the demon together!
…
In front of the mobile phone screen, Zhou Zheng groaned a few times.
Is Guixu Realm very strong?
Why does he feel that the innate perfection is more powerful?
News in the group quickly began to flood the screen, and more divers monks popped up, all asking for advice, "Big boss, please give me some advice," and "I'm in the front row to share the luck of my predecessors."
Among them, there was a practitioner's emotion, which helped Zhou Zheng find some logical fulcrum:
"I have just recovered my spiritual energy for more than 20 years and have cultivated to the Ruins Realm. I am only one step away from the Ascension Realm. I am truly a god! It should be the strongest qualification among the reincarnated immortals."
From this point of view, the Return to Ruins Realm should be after the Divine Ying Realm.
Innate, Divine Ying, Return to Ruins, Ascension?
Zhou Zheng was in a dilemma when he suddenly stopped laughing. What was he thinking about? He could just ask Ao Ying.
Then he heard Ao Ying muttering to herself: "Shenying Realm? Guixu Realm? Is this a re-created monastic realm? Why is it completely different from what I know?"
Zhou Zheng wondered: "What do you know?"
"The Golden Elixir Avenue!"
Ao Ying stepped on the sofa with her bare feet and waved her little hand: "If you swallow a golden elixir, my fate is up to me!"
Zhou Zheng was immediately amused by her actions.
He and Ao Ying exchanged glances, and they both looked at the introductory books on spiritual practice.
After a while, the two of them sat side by side at the dining table and opened the spiritual teaching materials compiled by Immortal Immortal.
Ao Ying took the initiative to lean towards Zhou Zheng's side to avoid Zhou Zheng's crooked neck.
I don't know if it was intentional, but a strand of her hair always fell in front of Zhou Zheng, causing Zhou Zheng to be slightly distracted when he wanted to study hard.
More than ten minutes later.
Ao Ying said "Oh" to indicate that she understood again.
"The Immortal has simplified the golden elixir avenue, which is more conducive to the cultivation of monks before becoming immortals and shortens the time for monks to become immortals. The disadvantage is that the foundation is not strong, and more emphasis is placed on talent. After cultivating the lowest Yuanxian, the strength gap will be quite large.
."
"The five realms of body training, innateness, divine Ying, return to ruins, ascension, and becoming an immortal," Zhou Zheng said with a smile, "I should be considered a first-level monk of body training now."
Ao Ying gave a thumbs up: "Ascension to immortality is just around the corner!"
Zhou Zheng smiled and narrowed his eyes, mentally calculating the various realms here.
The Ascension Realm is not divided into grades. The first four major stages are all divided into nine sub-stages. The ninth level is the highest level and the first level is the entry level. This is exactly the opposite of the level calculation of the Immortal Realm. True Immortals and Celestial Immortals are all based on the 'First Level'.
.
I am not far away from the Ascension Realm, I am only missing thirty-six small realms!
Zhou Zheng took out his mobile phone and watched the group chat for a while, while Ao Ying continued to watch from the side, her big eyes full of curiosity.
Just like ordinary people's group chats, each group always has a few active members, and this group is no exception. Those old guys in the Divine Ying Realm are very active.
Since this is the 'Overhaul' group, there should be a strength threshold to join the group.
The total number of people in the group is more than two thousand.
In other words, there are only more than 2,000 major cultivators out of a population of 20 to 30 million in the entire twelve cities of the East China Sea.
This ratio is one in a million.
Zhou Zheng opened the group list and took a look at his location. As a member of the chat software, he was very inconspicuous among the group of names.
Zhou Zheng asked with some guilt: "Do you think they will suddenly call my name?"
"Don't be afraid!"
Ao Ying patted Zhou Zheng on the shoulder: "In the worst case, I'll send you a voice message. They might even send you a lot of pills and treasures!"
"Well," Zhou Zheng discovered his blind spot, "Why are you so familiar with chat routines?"
"Eldest sister also has a similar group chat, what kind of fairy group."
Ao Ying's eyes were a little evasive.
Zhou Zheng smiled and said: "You shouldn't use your eldest sister's name to speak to those immortals, right?"
"Hehe, my husband is so smart."
Zhou Zheng shook his head and continued to read carefully the introductory training materials compiled by the immortals.
Although it cannot be said to be like hunger and thirst, it can still be regarded as the rain after a long drought.
Ao Ying is really not interested in the cultivation techniques of non-dragons.
Sometimes she stared at Zhou Zheng in a daze, sometimes she quietly floated to the sofa to play, and sometimes she flew around secretly, putting some tea and snacks in Zhou Zheng's hand.
Zhou Zheng was a little distracted at first, but soon got used to her presence and regained the sense of concentration he had when reading novels in class.
Cultivation is not only a fun thing, but also the basis for his future settlement. He must work hard and be serious.
Before I knew it, it was sunset.
Ao Ying carefully turned on the light nearby. Seeing Zhou Zheng's attention diverted from the textbook that he had almost finished reading, she immediately brought a cup of hot tea over to him.
"What do you want to eat tonight?"
She asked softly: "You haven't eaten yet, you must eat."
"Mortal people rely on food, clothing, housing, and transportation, and practice relies on cultivation." Zhou Zheng closed the book, closed his eyes and concentrated, "I feel that the editor of this textbook must be an outstanding philosopher. Many of the principles in it are applicable to ordinary people as well.
Interoperable.”
Ao Ying smiled and said: "You, think about how to fill your stomach first! I can make whatever you want to eat."
"We eat whatever we have," Zhou Zheng said. "The principle of our survival is not to be picky about food."
"Okay then, I'll go take a look at the leftovers in the refrigerator!"
Ao Ying hummed a little tune and flew to the kitchen. Zhou Zheng stood up and stretched, stretching his sore neck.
Zhou Zheng rummaged through this thick textbook and quickly found the editor's signature - Lord Pleiades.
Twenty-eight constellations?
This should be the most powerful immortal in heaven.
I don’t know how charming this star king is, and whether he really looks like a six or seven foot tall rooster.
Buzz, buzz!
The mobile phone placed aside vibrated slightly. Zhou Zheng glanced at it and found that it was a message reminder from the chat software, so he quickly grabbed the mobile phone.
There was only one message in it, and it was about Zhou Zheng.
Group chat [Sixty-two special training classes].
Bing Ning (group leader·instructor): The class will start in five days. Before the class starts, you must arrive at the Tianfu Hotel on the Sixth Agricultural Island in Longchen City to report. There are nine of you in this training class, and he is the class leader @ Zhou Zheng. No private matters.
chat.
…
The figure of the ice fairy appeared in front of Zhou Zheng's eyes again.
The orchid in the empty valley is cold and hard to approach.
Several avatars immediately popped up in the group chat. At first glance, they all appeared to be girls, and all of them were real photos.
Zhou Zheng thought about it for a while and then entered the word 'received' properly. Soon his phone began to vibrate. Several girls in the group chat either clicked his name in the group to say hello, or directly added friends.
Start a private chat.
The special training class for immortals is not simple. Only rising stars recognized by the immortals in this world will have the opportunity to get a place in the training.
Zhou Zheng quickly realized this problem.
In the minds of these young monks, those who can be directly appointed as monitors by immortals should naturally be the 'leaders' among their peers and the best among monks.
"Did the Immortal make a mistake?"
Zhou Zheng was a little puzzled. While dealing with the greetings from the new group members, he clicked on the Ice Fairy's avatar. After much hesitation, he still asked:
'Instructor, I just started practicing today. I'm afraid I won't be able to convince everyone when I am the class leader.'
Bing Ning quickly replied with a message: 'Convince people with virtue.'
What the immortal means is... let him use his excellent virtues to influence his classmates?
Soon, a system message appeared in the small group of the 62nd special training class:
[Zhou Zheng is added as the group administrator!]
Is the Ice Immortal determined to make him the monitor?
Zhou Zheng is a bit unable to complain, as new messages keep popping up.
There were three young female nuns who were quite talkative, and soon they made his head feel buzzing.
"What's the matter?"
Ao Ying floated over with two plates of fried elixir and asked with concern.
"Ah, it's okay. I have to report to the special training class in a few days... Come and see me."
Zhou Zheng's eyes gradually lost their brightness and he handed over the phone directly.
…
One thousand and five hundred kilometers northwest of Longchen City, this quiet town is located on a plain covered with grass and shrubs.
It is not difficult to see that this town has been abandoned for a long time, with moss growing everywhere and vines covering the walls and billboards.
In the Civic Square on the north side of the town, several young deer strolled back and forth, leaving rows of scattered plum blossom hoofprints on the cement floor that had accumulated a layer of soil.
At this moment, in the middle area of the town, on the top floor of an office building.
The entire floor was empty, except for a set of tables and chairs placed in the center, a computer, and a network cable extending more than ten meters from the wall.
Da da da……
The sounds of the keyboard and mouse complement each other.
On the computer screen, a group of "light effect warriors" are working hard to encircle and suppress monsters generated by game data.
In front of the computer screen, two slender hands that were so white that they were almost bloodless controlled the mouse and typed on the keyboard, skillfully and seriously.
This is a tall and thin 'young' man with an ordinary face and no features; the most impressive thing is probably his thin skin with blood vessels almost visible.
The perspective slowly zooms out.
The space behind the man was very empty, and the corridors and corridors were filled with figures kneeling on the ground.
It is worth mentioning that most of the creatures kneeling here have human outlines and animal body features.
They didn't dare to breathe, they just bowed their heads and knelt down.
Soon, the man in front of the computer stretched and looked at the chat box that was constantly refreshing in the lower left corner of the screen, showing a satisfied smile.
A good copy experience.
He picked up the mug with cartoon patterns on it, took a sip of the coffee inside, turned his head and looked behind him, with a slightly impatient look on his face:
"Tell me what's going on."
A woman with a voluptuous figure and three pink tails knelt forward:
"King Qi!
"The third true dragon of the Dragon Palace, the Third Highness Ao Ying who has not yet transformed, is in Longchen in the Twelve Cities of the East China Sea.
"The troll king in the sea, Demon King Kun sent a messenger to send a message, asking you to send troops to raid the East China Sea area... We are the closest force to Longchen.
"They want to put pressure on Dragon Palace to prevent Blue Star Dragon Palace from joining forces with the Futian Alliance, which will definitely be a disaster for the many holy spirits in the sea."
"disaster?"
The man holding the cup raised his eyebrows: "How many benefits have the Troll King and the others brought?"
"Thirty boxes of treasures in the sea, twelve pure yin clam girls, and I promise to keep watch and help each other with you, the king."
There was a hint of thinking in the man's eyes. Just as he was about to speak, a melodious sound came from the cell phone next to the keyboard.
The man immediately turned around, grabbed the phone in his hand, made a silent gesture to the monsters, and chose to answer.
A timid voice suddenly came from the other side: "Feng, did it disturb your work?"
"No, no, didn't we just finish the dungeon? I don't have anything to do here," the man's voice became very gentle, "it's almost dinner time, what do you want to eat today?"
"Sushi! I've already ordered takeout! Well... Feng, when can we meet?"
The man smiled and said: "When I'm not busy here anymore, I have too much work on my hands now, and every city is wrapped in a protective shield. I have to fly there and prepare the review materials in advance. It's better to wait a little longer.
s holiday."
"Then I can go and play with you. We have known each other for more than three years, and I can still trust you as a person."
"Really? But my place is relatively deserted and there is nothing interesting."
The man gradually smiled and narrowed his eyes.
The group of monsters and monsters kneeling behind them didn't dare to breathe.
Half an hour later.
Demon King Feng Qing slowly put down his phone, closed his eyes and thought about the chat just now.
The last time we had such a pleasant chat was the last time.
"Your Majesty, the Troll Demon King and Kun Demon King are still waiting for your reply..."
Feng Qing opened his eyes through a slit: "Is their news reliable?"
"Reporting back to the king, according to them, they got the news at the Dragon Palace."
"Dragon Palace?"
Feng Qing curled his lips slightly, but did not ask any more questions. He just said: "Didn't there be a group of trash who accidentally fell into the devil some time ago? How is it now?"
"Your Majesty, after their training, their minds have initially stabilized and are gradually getting better."
"Find a few big, fierce-looking ones and throw them outside Longchen City's protective formation. You don't need to think about breaking the formation. It's enough to add some fun to the Tengu."
Demon King Fengqing sneered:
"These losers can't even control their own desires, and it will be difficult for them to achieve anything in the future.
"Also, send those clam girls back and ask them to get more pearls, diamonds and the like. Well, if there are nice-looking women's clothes, prepare hundreds of boxes for me."
"Slave, you obey!"
The three-tailed fox demon quickly fell to the ground and took orders.
The young demon king had already focused his attention on the screen of his mobile phone. He kept sliding his fingers and flipping through the recent chat content, with a sweet smile on his lips.