Chapter 76 The Zhenbei Line, the wind and thunder on the ground!
boom!
The wooden door of Xiao Yue's office suddenly opened wide, a flash of ice blue fairy light flashed across, and Bing Ning appeared in front of Xiao Yue.
The little gray dog who was sitting at the table, wearing glasses and reading documents, raised his head and glanced at Bing Ning, and found that Bing Ning had a frosty face. He lowered his head and threw off the glasses, revealing a sincere smile on the dog's mouth.
Bing Ning said: "If you ask me to personally protect Zhou Zheng, why do you ask me to go to the southern front and Zhou Zheng to go to the northeast?"
"There is no way around this. General Yinhu will ask you to lead the team to support the front line."
Xiao Yue sighed and explained earnestly:
"The gathering of demons in the south is the largest in the past five years. The Demon King of the Eighteenth Route is obviously anxious, but it still cannot be ruled out that the other party wants to attack the east and the west.
"Some bird-like demons are very mobile and may still make surprise attacks on the west side.
"Let Zhou Zheng go to the southern front? What will happen to him? What will the big boss behind him think? Didn't you just meet Uncle Fu?"
Bing Ning's momentum suddenly weakened a bit.
There is a saying that as a female fairy from Yaochi, I can't help but feel a little disgusted with this Uncle Fu.
Xiaoyue continued to explain:
"The northern line is different, especially the northeastern side.
"There are only two or three true fairyland monsters there, and they are quiet all year round. We don't have any important rear bases there, and the strategic value is very low. If the monsters mobilize troops to attack the northeastern front, we can send reinforcements faster.
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"There's no danger in sending a few of them over to mix up their achievements. What's more, I also informed the True Immortal there and asked him to keep an eye on Zhou Zheng's group. If there is any danger, throw their group back immediately.
"What else can be done?
"Two reincarnated immortals and one disciple of Master Taibai Jinxing, I can only do my best to take care of them.
"I understand that they want to go to the front line, and it is always good to have this intention.
"When the war starts in the south, you are an indispensable part of the fighting force. Should you also go to the northeastern front? Isn't this adding pressure to the war situation in vain?"
Bing Ning remained silent.
Xiao Yue smacked her lips: "Although I really want to curry favor with Uncle Fu, my duty is still the first priority. Naturally, I must first consider the issue from the standpoint of the Immortal Guarding the Twelve Cities in the East China Sea."
Bing Ning frowned and said: "Don't forget, the Demon King of the Eighteenth Route has already targeted Zhou Zheng before."
"The Demon King of the Eighteenth Route is under our watch at the moment. You don't have to worry about this. I also told Zhou Zheng to keep his identity secret."
Xiaoyue added: "We have had several more reliable sources of intelligence recently... King Qingyuan has put pressure on various demon kings, and naturally some demon kings are dissatisfied."
Bing Ning thought for a moment.
"Zhou Zheng has the ability to avoid disasters," Xiao Yue reminded. "If there is a problem, he should raise it directly."
Speaking of this, Xiao Yue blinked at Bing Ning.
"Why, Teacher Bing is in trouble because he cares about you?"
Bing Ning said seriously: "He may be the key to us getting rid of the Demon King."
"That's true."
"I'm going to do divination."
Bing Ning turned around and walked to the sofa. She turned her right hand over and found two copper coins and a disc in her palm.
She threw the copper coin into the disk three times, with two heads representing heaven, one head and one tail representing man, and two tails representing earth. Three times she threw out [sky], [man], and [sky].
Then Bing Ning closed her eyes and concentrated, with a thought in her mind, she pointed at a point on the disc. The pointer in the center of the disc rotated for a while, and slowly stopped at the [Meridian Palace]. There was a little light flashing in the center of the disc, revealing a vertical arrow.
Use fine print.
'The leaping horse swims in the garden, and the loud songs are all appropriate. The light of the sword clears the sky, and the thunder shakes and the hidden dragon flies.'
Bing Ning meditated and chanted softly.
Xiaoyue came over from the side and said with a smile: "Now you can finally feel relieved. I said it's no problem. You still have to use up some merit power."
Bing Ning said: "They are afraid they will encounter some troubles, but for them, it will be an opportunity in the end."
"Qian Long Fei," Xiao Yue clicked her tongue in surprise, "Brother Zhou is about to take off now?"
Bing Ning snorted lightly, put away the divination suit, took out the heavenly book and continued reading.
Xiao Yue asked: "Have they already set off?"
"Well, the villa has also been taken away."
"No wonder," Xiaoyue rolled her eyes and sighed sadly, "Since you became familiar with these young people, you spend less and less time here."
Clang!
A long sword floated out from beside Bing Ning. The blade was half an inch out of its sheath, and the cold light shone like running water.
The little gray dog shuddered a few times, scurried back to the desk, shook his head and put on his glasses, and continued to look down at the several color photos of poodles included in the file.
Outside the one-way glass, people in the lobby were coming and going in a hurry, and the young men and women behind the service desk maintained professional smiles.
Bing Ning sat quietly for a while, then seemed to think of something, and gently flipped the phone with her snow-white palms, floating in front of her hand, letting the finger gently poke it.
She sent the hexagram to Zhou Zheng.
Ding dong!
[Zhou Zheng (this is the monitor): Teacher, what’s wrong? 】
[Bing Ning: One hexagram of divination, be careful in everything.]
[Zhou Zheng (this is the squad leader): Okay, okay, the hexagram is good. 】
[Bing Ning: Don’t show off in everything.]
[Zhou Zheng (this is the squad leader): (￣▽￣)~*]
Bing Ning blinked and stared at the kaomoji for a few seconds before realizing that it meant 'give you a little flower'. There was a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, but it soon turned cold.
…
A few days later.
The roar of the aircraft engine passed through my ears, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, the crew members who had just handed over their shift laughed and passed by the warehouse door.
The warehouse is filled with various materials, packed in military green boxes by category, and neatly stacked in several rows.
Near the door, there were five futons gathered together, and several people were sitting or lying on them, practicing meditation, scrolling through their mobile phones, and being bored.
"Squad leader," Xiao Sheng said depressedly, "This means going to the front line, which means practicing in a different place without the blessing of the treasure of the landscape painting."
Zhou Zheng smiled and said: "Brother Xiao, stop complaining and obey the organization's arrangements."
"Meow."
Lingqin'er transformed into a human form and sat on the top of the cabinet nearby, her two white feet swaying gently. Today she was dressed in suspender denim shorts and a white shirt, with a lollipop in her mouth.
She smiled proudly: "The arrangement of the immortals is very satisfactory to us."
"Squad leader, your cat is getting more and more crazy," Xiao Sheng winked at Zhou Zheng, "Even an immortal dares to entertain himself."
Zhou Zheng smiled and said nothing, and continued to understand the second outline of "Five Thunders Zhengfa".
Lingqin'er rolled her eyes and threw an unopened lollipop into Xiao Sheng's arms.
Xiao Sheng gave a thumbs up and praised: "Your cat is really frank and cute, and has no fear when facing immortals."
"Hmph!"
Lingqin'er immediately felt proud.
Li Zhiyong put down the scripture in his hand and asked: "Do you want to find a place to put it in the villa?"
"No need for the time being," Zhou Zheng said, "Everyone, stay here for a few days with peace of mind. I estimate that the demon offensive will break out soon. It depends on the situation. Low-level demons still need to eat. The logistical supply pressure for the demons to maintain their army is very high.
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Feng Bugui strolled over with his hands behind his back, holding a warehouse list with all the items checked.
The task of their team is to protect this warehouse and inventory the materials here.
The immortals here made it clear that they wanted to keep them away from any areas where fighting might occur.
Feng Bugui sighed:
"No matter how fierce the fighting is over there, it has nothing to do with us.
"Tell me, I shouldn't leave the captain alone and come here to be a warehouse manager. What's the purpose of this?
"Well, although I have the merit of supporting the front line, what is the difference between this and fishing."
Yue Wushuang chuckled: "The squad leader said before that catching fish is an essential survival skill for every working person."
Several people smiled individually.
Li Zhiyong suddenly raised his hand and made a silent gesture.
Zhou Zheng also opened his eyes, stood up and looked towards the warehouse door.
There, a group of more than ten people strolled over.
The leader was a middle-aged Taoist priest, with a fair face and no beard, and a peaceful aura.
Zhou Zheng did not know this Taoist priest, but he knew that he was followed by two young Taoists, a man and a woman.
Both of them were local immortals who had received Zhou Zheng before, and behind them were several monks of the first and second levels of the Ruins Realm, as well as several officers in camouflage uniforms.
The female immortal smiled and said: "Team Leader Zhou, this is our top leader, the True Moral Immortal Chen Fusheng."
Zhou Zheng led several people to bow their hands and salute: "I have met you, sir."
"How polite."
Chen Fusheng nodded with a smile and said warmly:
"Master Xiaoyue has already told me about your coming here. As long as you practice here with peace of mind, we won't have a war here for several years.
"When your achievements are complete, I will give you a commendation document, so don't worry."
Zhou Zheng:......
A few of them actually wanted to have a fight with the monster.
This true immortal obviously just came here to say hello, and asked a few questions about their practice progress and whether they were short of food and drink.
Zhou Zheng responded with a smile, but he handled it perfectly.
Obviously, neither the local immortals nor the monks discovered that they were the lolicon team that suddenly became famous a few months ago;
After all, the photos of Zhou Zheng circulating in group chats are basically from behind, with those three words highlighted.
After seeing off the group of garrison officials, Zhou Zheng had a few more treasure boxes in his hands, containing some spiritual stones and elixirs, which were regarded as the concern of the immortal Chen Fusheng for his juniors.
The local immortals are very polite.
For more than a week, several members of Zhou Zheng's team practiced silently in the warehouse.
The war broke out on the southern front, and the demons launched a massive offensive.
Because the process of gathering troops this time was too conspicuous, Futian Alliance made preparations simultaneously, and the battle became intense within a few hours. The blood of demons infected the dotted line marked on the map, but the battle line stopped firmly on the south side.
Bing Ning and the many major repairs of the Twelve Cities of the East China Sea continue to be active on the front lines.
Zhou Zheng and the others clicked on the videos of fierce battles in the group chat, their blood boiled, their energy surged, and they became furious. Then they changed positions and continued to meditate.
"Monitor..."
Xiao Sheng was lying on the iron box, calling feebly: "I want to kill demons, think of a way."
"Wouldn't it be better to be more stable?"
Li Zhiyong asked strangely: "Isn't it more reasonable to work hard to improve your cultivation and leave this body to play a greater role?"
Lingqin'er echoed: "That's right! That's right!"
Yue Wushuang said softly: "I feel a little depressed after all."
Zhou Zheng glanced at the corner, raised his hand to pick up a basketball, and said with a smile: "Let's not practice for now, let's play three-on-three!"
Feng Bugui stretched out his long legs and said leisurely: "Are you sure?"
"Four against two," Zhou Zheng snapped his fingers, "Qin'er will join your team."
"Come on! Don't use magic!"
"Of course you can't use magic," Zhou Zheng answered confidently, and several people were also eager to try.
On the basketball court outside the warehouse, Zhou Zheng, Xiao Sheng, Li Zhiyong, and Yue Wushuang were rushing left and right, sweating profusely.
I almost forgot that her abilities are not weak either!
The small green and white figure dashed left and right, slapping the basketball quickly with its small hands, leaving afterimages on the basketball court, and occasionally letting out a burst of laughter like silver bells.
Feng Bugui had already gone to the next half to open the champagne.
Bang!
The basketball hit the net.
Ling Qin'er jumped lightly in front of Zhou Zheng, pinched her waist, raised her head, and hummed: "Will you give us to others?"
"It's impossible, I'm afraid. I'm afraid."
Zhou Zheng waved his hands repeatedly, and just as he was about to tease her, Lingqin'er looked into the distance warily.
There were seven or eight people in the group, wearing black windbreakers and sunglasses on their faces. Their cultivation levels ranged from the third to the eighth level of Shenying Realm. Most of them were young people.
The leader was chewing gum and said calmly: "How about a fight? A few of the Yamen."
"Brother, what do you mean?" Xiao Sheng raised his head and looked at the group of young monks with his nostrils, "If you want to fight, just say it, return it to the Yameni, who is it?"
"Ha," the leader sneered, "I see you are of the same age. Instead of going to the south to kill monsters, you come to our northeast to make achievements. I heard that there are many sects in the Twelve Cities of the East China Sea, but I didn't expect that some sects have begun to gain privileges.
Already."
Several people behind him moved forward at the same time, looking at Xiao Sheng who had hidden his cultivation with unkind expressions.
Xiao Sheng turned to look at Zhou Zheng.
Feng Bugui put his hands in his pockets and strolled over.
Zhou Zheng smiled and said: "Brother Xiao, please play with them, don't hurt anyone."
Xiao Sheng grinned: "No problem, squad leader, you go and have a rest. I can do it by myself."
Zhou Zheng shrugged, turned around and walked to the sidelines.
"What the hell are you doing! I'm giving you face, aren't I?"
A young monk shouted and rushed to Zhou Zheng's side with two vigorous steps, grabbing Zhou Zheng's shoulder with his right hand!
Zhou Zheng glanced sideways, and several arcs of electricity bloomed on his shoulders.
The palm of the young monk's forward movement stopped abruptly and stopped three centimeters away from Zhou Zheng's shoulder.
His flowing short and medium hair stood up one by one, and cracks appeared on the sunglasses in front of him, which exploded into powder with a bang, but there were no scratches on the frame or his face.
Zhou Zheng raised his hand and swept his shoulder, smiling:
"Sports competition, friendship first."
After saying that, he drifted away, leaving behind eight monks with wide eyes and small eyes, chasing Zhou Zheng's back.
Thunder has been violent and violent since ancient times. How did this person do it? The thunder method can control it to such an extent...
"Everyone, where are you looking?"
Xiao Sheng squeezed the basketball with both hands, shook his neck, and removed the breath-condensing technique that Li Zhiyong had not asked him to use, and the aura of the peak of the Return to Ruins realm spread throughout the audience.
"You still want me, the squad leader, to take action? To tell you the truth, I am the third weakest person from the bottom in our group."
The group of young monks shivered and almost hugged each other.
"You, you are..."
Woo——
The airport suddenly sounded an air raid siren!
Zhou Zheng, Li Zhiyong, Xiao Sheng, Yue Wushuang, and Feng Bugui raised their heads at the same time and looked at the sky in the northeast. They could faintly see a dark cloud surging on the horizon.
The eight young men who were riding a tiger were granted amnesty.
The person in the lead yelled: "Quick! Assemble in the playground! The team that is out on guard is in trouble!"
The eight people turned around and ran away, almost using the escape method.
Zhou Zheng and others looked at each other and chased after each other in tacit understanding. While running, they pulled out the magic weapon windbreaker, raised their arms and raised their collars. They were fully armed and waiting to attack!