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Chapter 20 Training Room

The identity verification is very detailed. From the ID card to the pupil and fingerprint, you need to check it, and you also need to ask verbally and leave records. After checking the vehicle, you can continue moving forward.

Zhang Ping couldn't help but ask curiously: "Uncleman, every time you enter and exit, is it so complicated?"

My uncle-in-law's tone was very serious: "Of course. You are still students now and have not had much contact with this world yet.

With the practice of cultivation, the country is prosperous, but the means of crime are even more dangerous.

Did you hear the news that a bank in Yunzhou was stolen the day before yesterday?”

"I heard that there are only water traces left on the scene."

My uncle-in-law sighed: "We have been discussing this matter these two days. Obviously, this is an unprecedented magical method. Unfortunately, the police still don't know how the other party can do it.

But you should have heard of similar methods. Five Ghosts transport, Five Elements Escape Technique, Wall-Wind Technique, Water Transformation Technique, etc. It is speculated that someone should have integrated the Five Ghosts transport, Water Transformation Technique, Water Transformation Technique, etc. to form a new magical means."

“Are there many crimes like this?”

My uncle-in-law please snort: "There are as many human desires as there are, as many such crimes as there are. But most of them are caught."

"Then did not search for clues through divination and other means?"

"Ha, this kind of crime is basically not a single fight. The other party must have means to interfere with divination."

As the vehicle approached the entrance, the two metal pillars were blue-black, with a diameter of more than five meters and a height of about 10 stories high.

There are complicated patterns carved on it, and purple-gold light flows in the patterns. Finally, a hazy halo is formed on the surface of the column.

The two pillars are about thirty meters apart and are divided into two channels on the left and right, one in and out.

The center of the pillar is a bit hazy, like a wrinkled lake water, and you can't see anything opposite.

The vehicle moved forward slowly. There was a hazy moment in front, and then the vision changed.

The sky here is bluer, taller, clearer, and the sun in the sky seems to be brighter.

The most obvious thing here is that the air is fresher and refreshing.

The hustle and bustle of the city and the hustle and bustle of the industry have completely disappeared, and there is only the tranquility of nature.

The whole world has crystal purity.

The park is gone, the rolling Longshan is gone, and what appears in sight is a green field, and the military base can be vaguely seen.

Then, the group actually had to go through another identity check.

The vehicle walked onto the road and then increased its speed to 300 kilometers per hour. On the way, Zhang Ping's father wanted to snatch the driver, but his mother scolded him.

But my uncle-in-law nagged about his work: the logistics team leader of the Qingshan Demon Hunting Group.

Qingshan Demon Hunting Group is a type of mercenary, but it is a legal mercenary.

The world of caves is vast, and the power of the country is always limited. This has given rise to the mercenary industry.

The Qingshan Demon Hunting Group is responsible for protecting farmlands within a radius of hundreds of miles, hunting monsters, and providing protection for agriculture, industrial production, etc.

The Qingshan Demon Hunting Group has two parts of the income, part of which is subsidized by the state and sponsored by local owners.

I ran forward for more than an hour before I stopped on a small hill.

After getting off the car, I saw a farm. Standing on the hill and looking into the distance, Zhang Ping exclaimed, "Is the spiritual rice grown here?!"

The plant of Lingji is as tall as corn, but there are only small ears the size of wheat ears on it. The ears have a slight ray of light.

A spiritual field cannot see the edge. From a distance, the surface is covered with a hazy luster; the faint luster is like flowing gauze, extending to the end of the sight.

"It's spectacular!" My uncle-in-law came to the side and took a deep breath intoxication, "Pingping, you can consider coming to work here after graduating from college in the future. I'm very free, and the practice environment is also good.

My uncle-in-law has a low qualification in practicing. If he is outside, he may not be able to break through the sixth level of Qi refining. But here, he can reach the eighth level of Qi refining."

Zhang Ping nodded: "This place is much more effective than the park's Shuimu Qinghua Formation."

"Let's go and take you to the training room. I made an appointment with the team leader today."

The vehicle walked for a few minutes and entered the camp at the top of the hill.

There is a radar suspended in mid-air above the camp, scanning the surroundings. There are missile launchers of all sizes, etc. around.

There are also small drones flying around in the distance. From time to time, you can see fast "fighters" sliding through the air and patrolling all directions.

When Zhang Ping and others arrived, they had to check their identities again.

Zhang Ping looked at the busy camp and was a little curious: "Are you so busy every day? I feel like everyone is so busy."

"Because I dare not have any problems. Once something happens, it is not a trivial matter. It's better now. When the spiritual rice harvest is good, I have to patrol day and night, and I dare not relax at all.

Especially since the owners suffered heavy losses, they would ask for replacement of the mercenary group."

While speaking, my uncle-in-law took Zhang Ping directly to the center of the camp, and someone greeted him warmly along the way. But most of them came and went in a hurry.

In the middle of the camp, there is a closed, gray three-story building. Apart from the main door, the surroundings are completely sealed by black iron.

"Old Qin, here you come! Is this Zhang Ping? Well... I'm introverted and uplifting, not bad!" At the gate, a young man got up from the recliner and greeted him enthusiastically.

My uncle-in-law recommends to everyone: "This is our leader Wang Qingshan, a great master at the peak of the foundation-building stage."

He said to the regiment commander again: "Captain, this is what I am talking about Zhang Xingchuan. This is my aunt Chen Yuan. This is Zhang Ping."

Everyone came forward to say hello. Zhang Ping's father was a little embarrassed: "It's causing trouble for Captain Wang."

"Where is it!" The group stepped forward to Zhang Ping, and a faint blue light flashed in his eyes.

Seeing this green light, Zhang Ping felt a faint feeling of being penetrated.

This...can't be the legendary glaucoma...oh... perspective eye, right?!

Zhang Ping felt that a certain flower was tight.

There are really not too many methods for cultivators.

The green light disappeared quickly. Wang Qingshan patted Zhang Ping on the shoulder very hard. Seeing Zhang Ping grinning, he laughed, "Not bad. His foundation is solid. Well... Although there is not much true energy, it is extremely pure, and his whole body's energy and spirit are integrated. It's amazing!"

Zhang Ping’s father was a little suspicious, “Captain Wang, is it so good?”

Wang Qingshan looked at Zhang Ping's parents in confusion, "Everyone said that they hope their children will become successful, but you don't even know how extraordinary Zhang Ping?"

Zhang Ping's mother's eyes burst out with bright light for the first time, "Captain Wang, really?"

Wang Qingshan smiled and said with certainty: "I don't know how many people I have seen with these eyes. I dare not say that the golden eyes are fierce, but I always have some experience.

Many so-called geniuses are supported by krypton gold. They all look extraordinary, but they are just that. Cultivating the truth and taking medicine have become injections and medicine.

No matter how bright the glass is, it is just a light bulb.

But Zhang Ping is different. In my eyes, he is like a piece of rough jade.

I'm looking forward to it, too."

Zhang Ping scratched his head a little, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Zhang Ping, let's take a test." Wang Qingshan enthusiastically opened the door of the training room and asked Zhang Ping to enter.

"Or need to use a machine to test?"

"No, no, no. The test here is actually a means of practice and a method of 'testing oneself'."
Chapter completed!
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